Nandita To Nandini
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So this finally happened. I just had a breakfast in bed, and it was served between my maid’s long legs.
A little background first. I’m 28 year old man, happily married and living in Mumbai. Don’t get my wrong, me and my wife have a healthy sexual relationship and we do engage in fun every once in a while. But unfortunately, I have slightly bigger appetite for sex than her and she’s slightly more traditional when it comes to sex while I like to try new things. So I try and find different ways to get my fix, including same-sex adventures. Those adventures have many stories, but that’s for another day. Back to my maid and today morning’s hot breakfast.
We have a maid who comes daily in the morning for cooking and cleaning. Truth be told, she’s pretty average and chances are at first glance no one wouldn’t even think about her from that view. She’s probably in her early 40s and has two kids.
She’s around 5.5ft tall, slim, near-average looks and small boobs. Her name is Nalini and she’s a kind of woman you wouldn’t notice easily if she crossed in front of you on street. But she’s been working for us over an year now and I’ve gotten used to seeing her occasional cleavage while sweeping the floor or her ass crack-line when her salwar would get tucked in while working. What made me even think about doing her is that she is bit friendly and every once in a while she would’ve this hint of naughtiness while talking to me. I wasn’t sure if I should make any advance on her, and if it would backfire.
Last thing I needed was complication in my life. So I would also try and keep my talking sort of mixed bag. So it wouldn’t seem like flirting or suggestive, but if you really want to take other meaning from it, you would get it. This back and forth between her continued for months, but neither of us were taking step further and making it clear if anything could happen between us.
So since last month or two, whenever I got a chance of being alone with her while my wife was away, I slowly started dropping little more hints on her. For example I would go to the kitchen and fetch a bottle of water that would be near to her than other end of the platform. Sort of move my hands very close to her but make sure to not make any contact. She would know that I’m very close, but never proper contact. Sometimes even she would deliberately linger a moment longer in front of me while wiping floor so her tiny cleavage would be easily visible, or make sure her top isn’t cover her ass and I could see her panty-line in her salwar. I really wanted to just go for it, but I restrained since I simply didn’t wanna take risk.
Fast forward to today, and we again found each other alone in the house. My wife had a marriage function to attend and since it was one of her close relative, she had gone early in the morning to help and participate in the ceremony. Nalini, my maid was late than her usual time so I called her.
Me: “Hello, Nalini? kidhar ho aap” (where are you?)
She: “Haa, mein pohoch hi rahi hu, building ke pass hi hu” (Just reaching, I’m nearby)
Me: “Theek hai, jaldi aao na… bhook lagi hai, tumhari raah dekh raha hu kabse” (Okay, come fast, waiting for you).
She: “haa haa, bas do minute, mein yun ayee” (yes, be there in a minute).
So I immediately cranked my AC to full, hoping to see some hard nipples on her today while working. As usual, I wasn’t really planning to make a move or anything, but just enjoy the game as always. The doorbell rang, and I opened the door and let her in. While doing so, I didn’t move a lot back from door, so she would pass closely to me. She mentioned about her bus being late and walked in, very close to me.
Without taking a step back, I closed the door behind her so that she’s between me and the door and I very slightly brushed my hand around her shoulder. Both of us came in the living room and she proceeded to the kitchen. She went in, removed her dupatta and kept it on table along with her phone and purse. Put the tea for boiling and came out in the living to ask me about what to make. I was sitting on the sofa and watching TV and she came stood near me.
She: “Kya banau khana aaj?” (What should I cook today?)
I was thinking about if I can prolong this conversation, to drop some naughty hints.
Me: “Ummm, soch raha hu” (Thinking)
She stood there, while I pretended to think for few seconds while staring into the wall across the room. Then suddenly turned towards her and motioned her to sit, as if it was gonna take little more time for me to decide. She promptly sat down on the other end of the sofa and continued looking at me for answer.
Me: “Sujh nahi raha, aap hi batao kya khilaoge. Aaj mein akela hi hu, tumhare liye [in a tone, to imply less work]. Kuch alag khane ka mann kar raha hai (as I quickly glanced at her slightly hard nipples and back at her face, and gave a smile with hint of naughiness)” (Can’t decide. Why don’t you serve me something different today, as I’m all alone here, with you).
She: “hahaha, haa akele toh hai hum aaj. Mein toh khaane de dungi, aapko chahiye ya nahi ya achha lagega ki nahi mujhe thodi na pata” (Yes, it’s just us here today. I can serve you but I can say if you want it or like it). And she just sort of moved a bit, as if stretching her back, which made her nipples stand out a bit more.
Now I had started getting erection, but still unsure where this is going. She was being just as vague.
Me: “Arey, achha kuch pyaar se khilaoge toh chaat chaat ke kha lunga. App ko bhi bahot achha lagega, bolo, khilaoge” (If you serve me nicely, I’ll lick the dish clean, that you’ll also love it. How about it?)…. and I glanced at her top to bottom, slowly enough for her to get the hint.
Now, she looked pretty much sure where this conversation was heading. I could see the lust building in her eyes, and I’m sure she could see it my eyes just as well. Few seconds passed as I awaited her answer. I could see her fingers curling inside her palm as she was thinking what to respond.
Then she stood up, and went to the kitchen, “Damn”, I thought to myself, “Maybe I’m reading too much into it, maybe she’s not ready yet… or worst, she really was talking about food”.
She came out of the kitchen. “Chai ubal chuki thi, gas band karna tha”, she said, while trying to hide a smirk. “what the… is she being a tease?” I’m thinking to myself. I decided to continue playing the game. I asked, “So, khila rahe ho aaj special breakfast?” while glancing at her crotch. She just walked across me, turned around while walking and said, “chaliye”, as she proceeded towards the bedroom. My cock went from semi-hard to raging boner in a second, as I gathered my senses and realized, ‘This is it, this is fucking happening”.
I followed her into the bedroom and she sat down on the bed. I went around her and sat behind her. She had her hair tied up and eyes down on the bed. I sat very close to her, and put my left hand on her hip, and slowly slid to forward to her stomach and wrapped it around. She arched her back and rested her head on my shoulder.
I immediately went to work on her neck and earlobe with my tongue. I could tell, this was kind of new for her, as her body shivered with each lick, there was element of surprise in her response. As if she didn’t know all this can be so pleasurable. “This is gonna be very easy”, I thought in my head, “She’s gonna be so easy drive wild, I’m pretty sure I can make her cum at least once before actual fucking”. Without wasting time, I began taking off her clothes, while ensuring that I continue bombarding her with new sensations.
Soon enough I was caressing her naked body in my arms from behind, with just her panties left on. My tongue continued exploring her ears, neck and shoulders, while one of my hand started on her nipples and other went down to work on her thighs. She had small tits, but wonderful big nipples, with bud about a size of my pinky finger. I still hadn’t touched her pussy but I could feel the heat and warmth on my hand. I could tell she’s flowing like river already. I turned her bit and put her arm around my back and went on sucking her beautiful big nipple buds.
As soon as my salivating mouth and tongue sucked in her nipple, she couldn’t control anymore and started moaning. I could see the immense surprise in her eyes when she quickly covered her mouth as she couldn’t believe the loud moan she let out. She bit her lower lip to muffle the moans as if she wanted to scream with ecstasy. My other hand has now moved from her thighs into her panties, and fingers just slipped into her clitoris. I was surprised to feel a nice smooth hairless pussy. I don’t mind hair as such, but if I really wanna enjoy eating pussy fully, I do prefer a clean-shaven one.
I looked up at her and smiled, and for some reason she was embarrassed, as if she wasn’t sure how to react. I quickly looked at her and gave appreciative “wow” and locked lips with her. She met my tongue with equal enthusiasm. I could tell her was quite proud of herself, for taking this step and doing this, as this was a great new experience for her. Her husband must have been one of those typical wham-bam-thank-you-mam kind of guy, who doesn’t reciprocate back.
It was now time to take it to the highway, and put it in top gear. I removed her panties, and feasted by eyes upon her puffy soft-pussy. Her crotch was glistening with her pussy juices flowing uncontrollably. I could smell the typical musky smell and I couldn’t control anymore either.
I turned her around, so that her legs were around me. I moved down as she looked in complete bewilderment. She wasn’t sure what I was leaning on her pussy, but by now she knew not to question anything as everything I had done so far, had driven her wild from one level to another. She knew that whatever I was going to do, would be worth it, and she knew she was right as she let out a huge gasp. She quickly covered her mouth with both hands, as her eyes went as wide as they could go. My tongue had hit the bulls-eye in her clitoris.
As I continued licking her rosebud, she was shaking wild and moaning like crazy. She had a small pillow on her mouth and I could still hear her loud moans as she continued taking in wave after waves of pleasure.
And soon, she realized something weird was happening. Her back arched like a bow, and her one hand reached out and held my head firmly. I knew she couldn’t hold it any longer and she came like a collapsing dam. I could feel her juices flowing on my tongue and lips. Her body continued jerking for about 5-6 times, as she kept coming and I wasn’t ready to let go so I kept tongue fucking her. It was too much for her as I could feel her hand trying to push me away from her pussy, but I wasn’t gonna let her get off so easily.
Finally, she took her hand off my head and her body collapsed flat, panting loudly. She looked at me, as if trying to say something, but she was out of words. However, I wasn’t out of moves.
I didn’t wanna give her break. I turned her around and made her lie on her tummy, and raised her ass up. I parted her legs, and her ass cheeks so her pussy was clearly visible to me. She thought I was gonna stick it in now, but I wasn’t gonna do that before I tasted her completely down there. I put my face in her ass and started making small circles with my tongue around her pussy hole. She moaned again, I knew she wanted a good fucking now, but she was enjoying it doing the way I wanted.
Couple a seconds later, I moved my tongue down to her clitoris, and then backed it up licking her crack all the way to her asshole. The moment I started licking her asshole, she moved up on all fours. I think she wanted to question my decision to lick her asshole, but she didn’t get time enough to gather the words, as a completely new feeling of pleasure took over her brain. I continued licking her asshole good for a minute or so. As she was completely immersed in the pleasure, I moved my tongue all the way through her ass crack, tasting the sweet sweat upto her tailbone.
Then I quickly moved and wrapped my arm around her from behind, and slid my throbbing cock in her pussy. She let out a moan of approval, she was waiting for this feeling and she lifted herself up. Now my both arms were around her body. One arm across her stomach and while covering her boobs, while she put one arm behind, holding my hip, and other around my head with her head bent backwards on my shoulder. I started giving slow and long strokes, and she moved her face towards me.
We locked the lips and closed our eyes. Our tongues were fucking each others’ mouth, with saliva dripping over our chin, while our genitals were wet and flowing with precum all around. her thighs were as wet as she dropped full glass of water on it.
I started pounding her pussy harder. Every stroke was making a slapping sound below and deep moan above. “2 more minutes”, I thought to myself, “I won’t be able to hold more than that, she’s too wet and her pussy is too warm, it’s driving me nuts.” Suddenly, I could feel her reaching for climax.
As I felt her body reaching for orgasm, I let go as well. Her body was jerking hard as she came, one fit after another, while I released myself alongside her, filling her pussy up with my cum. Both of us could feel our juices clashing and mixing and filling up in and around.
After what seemed like really long orgasm, both of us just collapsed on the side, still wrapped around each other. My cock was still fairly hard and inside her and I could feel my thick cum all over between my cock and walls of her pussy. Both of us were panting and sweating like crazy, despite the AC being on. We kept looking at each other, smiling. There was no need for words. Both of us wanted to do this, but didn’t have nerve to take first step, so there was no need to say anything after the fact.
After 5-10 minutes, we moved and went in bathroom to clean up. She served me tea, and went in bedroom to collect the sheets to put in the wash. A big part of it was wet with our bodily fluids. She smiled wickedly as she walked across me with the sheets, making sure the spot was visible to me, to remind me what we had done. I smiled back. We didn’t speak anything to each other for the rest of the time, as she continued finishing her work. Both of us knew what’s going to happen, next time we find ourselves alone.
I, for one, looking forward for that chance again.
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The Bettor Maid Belladonna [Based on an idea by Tondelaya] Trystan Pretto stared at the large brown box containing the only clothing that he was going to be permitted to wear that month. He peered up at his wife, Natalie, with a smile as he wondered what ridiculous costume she was going to make him wear given their ever escalating series of bets. They started making bets with each other a few months after they won an interstate lottery. The sum of money they had received ensured...
Jennifer's Maid By Susan Day This is a story of a fireside chat between Penelope Primrose, usually known as 'Auntie', and her old schoolfriend, Jennifer. Jennifer asks her husband for domestic help. When she finds how expensive it is, her friend introduces her to a special agency where a special kind of maid can be found. After employing a maid from the agency, her husband takes a greater interest. (number one...
Lady Heather's Maid. By Trish. This is the story of how I was seduced from a university course that bored me into a life of skirts and service to Heather Lane. I first heard of Heather when I was about thirteen. It was after school one evening and as usual my mum was picking me on her way home from work. I was on first glance a typical teenage boy in most respects, for instance I was not happy about being forced to sit in the back because mum was giving Edith, her best friend a...
Joe Abernathy's wife knew about his cross-dressing from their third date. Susan said she was not bothered by it. She let him do it from time to time. Joe knew her previous boyfriends were effeminate. Susan never liked the man's man, John Wayne type. To Joe, Susan often seemed more accepting of his cross-dressing than he was. Joe had an androgynous appearance in his youth that was amplified by his long hair. Susan playfully threatened to divorce him if he got a man's haircut when he...
From Man to Maid Donna and I had been living together for six months when the changes started. It was a Friday night and I was the first to arrive at our apartment after work. Then I heard a key in the front door. Donna came bounding into the living room with a huge grin on her face. I rose to greet her. She wrapped her arms around me and we kissed. "How was your day Bill?" "Same shit, different day. Answer the phone. Stare at the computer screen. Process the paperwork. ...
The New Maid By Emily Ross [email protected] Part One - Vicky's Story I hadn't seen my sister in three years while I had been working in Australia. Now here I was knocking on her front door. A maid answered. 'Miss Simmons? Come in. Let me take your suitcase. Would you like to go into the drawing room? I'll tell Mrs Hardy that you are here.' 'Thank you.' I went into the drawing room and sat down. A minute or so later my sister came in. I jumped up and gave her a hug. We...
"Life can't get much better than this," Jack thought aloud as he laid around his family pool. Jack was the heir to his family's vast fortune and constantly thought that this made him better than everyone else. This was especially true with regards to his younger sister. Jack was 19 years old and loved to threaten his younger sister, Jackie, about how if something ever happened to their parents she would find herself penniless and destitute. The thought of his 18 year old sister...
HorrorThe Indentured Maid By Janis Elizabeth Devon Lindsey had two passions in his life, neither of which he could or would reveal to his family and friends. First was his love of wearing women's clothing, a love that first began in his pre-teen years when he had found a pair of his mother's silky panties folded on top of the clean laundry in the basket. When he touched them, he felt an exciting sensation go through him, a sensation that caused him to hurry to his room and try on this...
Maid To Order Mr. Carstairs shuffled to the door and managed to stand fully upright in order to hug and "air kiss" his wife goodbye for the day. "Now honey, remember what the doctor said," she reminded him. "Keep taking your heart medications and try to keep calm. Remember your blood meds too!" she chided him as she stepped out the door and off into her Porsche. "Don't worry, dear, I won't forget!" he promised as she sped away. Mr. Carstairs then shuffled himself over to his...
I lay awake naked on my bed, staring up at the ceiling in the dark. We were going through another blackout and the air conditioning was dead. The sweltering Bangkok heat was unbearable, even in the middle of the night. I couldn't sleep anyway; I was a few months over 18 and my near-uncontrollable sex drive had no outlet. My big cock was a steel pipe that I gripped and pumped in my hand, lubed up with a palm of spit. I was frustrated; I was a good-looking white k** from a well-off American...
The next few days were bliss. Justine rushed home from college each day to be transformed into Aunty Sophie’s niece as she tried on all the outfits they had chosen at the shops. Justine, with a bit of makeup and the right clothes had become a beautiful young woman. She learnt the power of a peeping lacy slip could make men weak at the knees. Sophie also lent Justine some more lingerie until she was able to build up her own collection. Perhaps they would make another trip to M&S at the end...
IncestCopyright© (c) 1994-2003 "Oden the bardling averred His muse was the bum of a bird, And his Lesbian wife Would finger his fife While Fisherwood waited as third." -author unknown She came highly recommended, with references and a resume that greatly impressed me. The children loved her, my wife was thankful of the excellent work she did, and I was able to spend more time with my work. The maid also entered my family and began to systematically control or terrorize everyone in the...
The drive to Don and Carol’s isn’t far but traffic was snarled making the journey irritating. It had been an arduous work week for both Jean and I and we were looking forward to the evening as we always do to these special get-togethers. Jean and I are married, in our late fifties and began swinging about eight years ago. Jean is 5’ 8’’ tall, a slim blonde who could easily pass for 38. She has small breasts with large, erect nipples, an ass to die for and a multiple orgasmic pussy topped with...
SwingerThe drive to Don and Carol’s isn’t far but traffic was snarled making the journey irritating. It had been an arduous work week for both Jean and I and we were looking forward to the evening as we always do to these special get-togethers.Jean and I are married, in our late fifties and began swinging about eight years ago. Jean is 5’ 8’’ tall, a slim blonde who could easily pass for 38. She has small breasts with large, erect nipples, an ass to die for and a multiple orgasmic pussy topped with...
This is a story about a sexual FANTASY written for consenting adults. If you're not both of those, don't read it. Characters in a FANTASY don't get sick or die unless I want them to. In real life, people who don't use condoms and other safe-sex techniques do get sick and die. You don't live in a FANTASY so be safe. The fictional characters in my stories are trained and experienced in acts of FANTASY - don't try to do what they do - someone could get hurt. If you think you know somebody...
The Resort Maid Belladonna Elias Dara and his wife, Mariasela, exited the bus with smiles on their faces as the warm wind off the Caribbean Sea brushed against them as they stepped onto the resort's grounds. They followed their fellow travelers towards the check in desk while the resort staff began to unload the luggage from the bus. As Elias followed behind them, hand in hand with his wife, he smiled as he thought about how his vacation was going to be far different than that of...
It was all in place for Leo Munby. He had sold the company that he had built from the ground up for over 100 million dollars. He had given 20 years to creating that company and now he was going to enjoy the middle years of his life. The deal was signed. He had bid goodbye to all of his employees and returned home from the office for the last time. He exited the building through the servant's entrance as he often did. The feeling of walking under that sign always gave him a thrill. Of...
Dear sexstory friends, this is Rajesh presently working in Bangalore in an MNC and I would like to share my past experiences with you people. I am a 38 years old horny man with a slightly big cock of 8 inches and satisfied many girls and Aunties from past 20 years. Any unsatisfied girls, Ladies and widows can feel free to chat with me on The incident happened when I was 18 years old and studying PUC in Bangalore, when a new Malayali neighbours occupied the vacant house next to our home. They...
Hi, Last month my regular maid went on holiday for 1 week. After 1 week she didn’t come so we got a new maid. Her name was sarika. She was around 30 years old. She was average looking slim and dark. She had small breasts. She had very less fat and her ass was a nice tight one. She would wear sarees or Punjabi suits. When I saw her for the first time my dick rose immediately! She wasn’t very good looking but her body was good! She was wearing a Punjabi suit and her ass was just awesome! It was...
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Chapter Four: Miss Marilynn Molests the Maid By mypenname3000 Copyright 2016 “Miss Marilynn! Missy Marilynn,” a panicked, feminine voice called, reaching into the confused thoughts of Marilynn Gully, the young philosophy teacher at The Kensington Boarding School, an all-girls school in the English countryside. “Please, please wake up, Miss Marilynn.” What happened? the teacher wondered, trying to organize her thoughts while her body lay limp, her eyes closed. She felt the hands push on...
My Father, The Maid, by Oona. I thought it was really weird when I received the random text from my step mother, even though I had known her for most of my adult life as my father's new wife we had never really been close. Hell, for that matter I had never really been close to my father either, he was always pulling long hours at the office when I was young, so he was never around. Nowadays I rarely if ever saw him, once a year for Christmas at most, and maybe a text on my birthday....