Shanti 8211 An Overheated Maid
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By: Sivamani
I had many more encounters with hotter and hotter women as the days progressed. Shanti had got used to my sex life and knew how to make her scare. In the mornings, the bedroom would be in a mess, with my clothes strewn around, sheets stained with sweat and love juices, used condoms lying thrown around and sometimes, a bra or panty which I would keep back as a souvenir, as a reminder of the wild sex that I had.
Shanti would dutifully clean everything up during the day for me to return to a spotlessly clean house. She never mentioned or said anything, always demure and quiet, never as much as a hint of discomfort. Things became routine now and I too became casual, moving about often in just a pair of boxers or shorts, the outline of my large dick often visible, yet we maintained our distance.
Soon the monsoon started and it would rain the entire day. Our clothes would take time to dry and Shanti soon ran out of fresh clothes. The power supply also became quiet erratic at home and we often faced periods of no power. This impacted the water supply too in case we did not switch on the water-motor in time to fill up the overhead tank. The toilet attached to the kitchen was most affected since the inlet from the tank was highest and often, there would be situations
The other rooms in the house would have water supply and not the servant room. It was a Saturday afternoon; I had not had sex for over 10 days now as I was extremely busy in a project. The project had just ended and I had spent Friday night getting drunk and Shilpa and Sheena, the twin sisters were due at my place for lunch, followed by a plan of intense fucking, my balls were boiling as it is and I was horny as hell.
I had met Shilpa and Sheena in a gay-rights meeting. Not that I was gay, but I was an active supporter of gay rights. They too confided that they were “semi straight”, and to my asking they said “well, we like threesomes and enjoy giving each other pleasure”. After more than two months of getting to know each other, today was the day we were to meet, for a weekend of pure orgiastic bliss. At 11am, as I lay in my bed reading a book, Shanti came up and asked if
She could use my bathroom to take bath since there was no water in hers. I didn’t look up from my book and just said hmmm, ok” and continued reading. From the corner of my eye, I saw her go back to her room, get some clothes and a towel and move to my bathroom. Once she went in, I remembered and spoke loudly before she shut the door, Shanti, bas zara jaldi karna, mere kuch dost log aane wale hain aur and I kept quiet.
She said “Haan babuji, theek hai and then I suddenly heard a loud cry of surprise/shock. I ran towards the bathroom, the door still being open and went inside concerned. I shall never forget the sight in front of me. Shanti was standing drenched, the shower nozzle dripping; she did not have a bra on, her beautiful firm breasts visible clearly. I avoided staring at them unsuccessfully as my dick grew hard creating a tent.
I gulped and asked “kya hua” and she pointed to the shower and asked “Yahaan bucket mein paani kaise aayega, meine khola aur poora paani mere oopar aa gaya, sorry babuji. I could feel her oozing sensuality as I went and adjusted the knob to the tap setting instead of the shower, all the while staring at her. Her breasts were round and full, they were firm and upright, her dark nipples showing clearly pointed tips aroused by the cold water poked her wet saree.
I started oozing precum and a big wet patch formed on my shorts within seconds. I felt awkward staring at her breasts so intently and raised my gaze to meet her eyes, and instead found her open mouthed, staring at my engorged penis and the wetness in my crotch. She too looked up and stared at me, and was taken aback by the lust in my eyes and heat from my body. She took what seemed like a step forward, opened her mouth to say something when the doorbell rang
And we were both snapped out of our reverie, she immediately turned her back to me and I stepped out of the bathroom, shut the door, not before feasting myself to a view of her bulbous ass, and then went to open the door. It was the istri-waali bai who gave me my clothes and asked for Rs. 70. I just realized that my purse was in my jeans, which was in the hook in the bathroom. I had to knock on the door and waited for the sound of water to stop.
I then said in a voice low enough for only her to hear “Shanti, mera purse dena zaraa. I heard her walk towards the door; she opened it slightly and said “ek minute babuji. While she stood behind the door, I could see her nude body in the mirror from the side, her breasts glistening with water, her ass curving perfectly and her dark patch of pubic hair clearly visible as water droplets clung to them, not wanting to leave.
I stood transfixed and rooted to the spot, as shanti then reached out and gave me the purse, not realizing how she had inadvertently exposed her raw sex appeal. I took the purse, shaken completely by this innocent display and walked to the door. The istri-bai was waiting for me, smiling and I realized she could see right to the bedroom from the front door. I quickly gave her Rs. 100
And she looked at me with a slutty smile dipped her hand into her blouse in an exaggerated gesture and took out a crumpled purse, making sure she didn’t readjust her pallu, giving me a full view of her taut breasts. She put the 100 note into her purse and said in tamil “Saar, change illai, next time kudutha parava illiya all the while smiling. I said “ok, next time and she again put her purse inside, this time in the other breast, exposing her heaving cleavage to me completely
And said ok saar, vera yedhavudu velai irrukka? do you have any other work for me), to which I just dumbly said huh? and she said “vera clothes irrukka sir (any other clothes) and she smiled, still not adjusting her pallu, staring at my monstrous hard on my precum had started dripping along my thighs and before I could say anything, the slut just smiled and said naan apparum varain saar, neenga appo ennakku kudunga (I will come later, you can give me then)
She said her words reeking with double meaning as she then adjusted her blouse and pallu, and smiled and left. I was sweating like a ragged bull, unsure of what the fuck was happening around me. I turned to head to the bathroom, almost in a trance like state, which was broken by the ringing of my cellphone. It was Sheena on the other end, I heard Shilpa giggling, and they said we are at your main entrance, where do we park the car.
As I was about to answer, Shanti opened the bathroom door, her tight body wrapped in a see thru towel as she carried her used clothes. I pointed to the phone and whispered mere dost aa gaye”, and she nodded quietly, stared at my thigh wet with precum. She came close to me, leaned against me ostensibly to whisper in my ear, and said “theek hai babuji, mein apne kamre mein hi rahoongi, aap bata dena kab mera baahar aana theek hoga.
I felt her breasts and nipples against my arm, and in a state of sheer horniness, moved away and told the sisters. Just park anywhere and get home now, I’ve been waiting for 10days! I heard them giggle, I saw Shanti walk towards her room and shut the door, and I lit a joint to bring myself into another state of reality, my balls aching and my dick at its hardest, as I waited for the slutty horny bisexual fuck-bunnies to come up images of Shanti, the istri-bai
And the twin sisters played havoc with my mind as I drew deep drags on my joint, I felt the blood rush back and forth into my swollen penis as precum continued to ooze out with every throb, and I steadied myself for an afternoon of a wild threesome. More to follow I am reachable at Please let me know if you are enjoying this story. Request any interested women to ping me with a number and photograph, for an assured response.
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