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Hey everyone, my name is dharamvir and i belong to Punjab. I’m 22, and just completed my graduation last year. I find ISS very horny to read and I think it is a great concept. I am about to share a true sex story, which occurred almost a year ago and where I lost my virginity as well. I reside along with my parents, in the city, in our own house. My parents are working so we have had maids and servants working at our place for more than 15-16 years.
I’ve a great fetish just like you guys to grab your hot maid and fuck her. But my fetish is slightly different. I only get hard-ons from mature looking maids with a good body.(their Colour and complexion doesn’t matter).Since puberty I’ve been watching maids working here and there in our house and they’ve given me a very good time. My nature is basically reserved and I hardly ever talk or fall into conversations to any maid that works/worked at our place. That is because my mother and grandmother manage the house along with the maid. Quite often, some situations also came that no one was at the house and i was alone with the maid and even though they gave me full enticements, i never had the courage to go ahead and even start talking. i knew these cheap sluts are always on the lookout for extra cash but was always scared of the fact of getting caught and it that would be very insulting. So all in all, it was just looking and shagging.
But once finally I had a chance and let me tell you now how it happened. We have another house of our own around 14-15 kms away outside the city. It is a plot in which we’ve constructed only two rooms.
We usually rent it out for 3-4k Rs a month to small families. In that plot we had also made a small jhuggi for a dhobi and his wife, and his family had been living in that small jhuggi for around 10-11 years, as caretakers. It helps, as they keep the house and plot area clean and also look after it. Around 2 years ago the dhobi died because of his ill health (heard that he died because he was a drunkard). During that time we were not having any tenant living there and the house was lying vacant for the past 3-4 months. As I mentioned earlier that my parents were working, so they were very busy and they hardly got a chance to visit the plot as it was already far enough. So, one fine day my father my called me and told me that now I’m a big boy (I’d just turned 21) and I need to go to our plot and check and inspect the house and clear out any pending bills of electricity and water. I said I’ll go and I went there the next day in morning (Even I was going to the house after a very long time).
When I reached there on my car I blew the car horn and the dhoban(her name is Malti) opened up the gate and I drove in the house and then she closed the gate back. I got off and she was standing there wearing an old dirty suit. She asked me, “Chote sahib aap? Bade sahib nahi aaye?” I said, “haan, papa to busy rehte hai ab mai hi aaya karunga yaha sab dekhne”. She replied,”Acha ji”. Then I asked her some random questions regarding the house and she replied back in affirmative. She seemed alone that time, I guess her 2 kids had gone to school or something. Since she was also having the spare keys to the 2 room-set, I said to her “Kholo zara ghar, andar dekhte hai”. We went in and both the rooms were quite dusty. I asked her “ yaha safayi nahi karti kya? Bahut gand hai..”. She said, “Sahib, koi reh hi nahi raha ab 3-4 mahine se to kamm hi karti hu safayi”.
I said “Chal zara jharu pocha maar de yaha, aur safayi rakha kar ghar ki, kabhi kisi ko dikhana par sakta hai”. I moved out and she started cleaning. I started to observe the rest of the plot. She had used the remaining area for farming and had grown vegetables. Then I moved out of the plot for a walk and observed that it was quite a serene environment. Not much houses were constructed and our house was not having any neighbours. I came back to find that she was done. I went in sat on the bed. I called her to bring some water for me. She brought the water and kept standing there. Now I was looking at her closely. She was dark complexioned, nice face,it had no marks or scars .Being a hard working mother she had a good physique. Her boobs were not that prominent but were of decent size. The most amazing part of her body was her Ass. She had a big beautiful ass, which was in excellent shape. She was standing there with her salwar lifted up a little and legs were totally clean with no facial hair as such. Watching her, I was starting to get horny. I asked her that she had grown good amount of vegetables outside. She said that she usually sells them for extra money and also thrives on them.
Then I asked her to bring the electricity and water bills to me. She went to her jhuggi and bought them. She gave me the bills and sat down on the floor. Her cleavage was clearly visible. Then, I saw the bills and observed that the amount was on the higher side as the previous bills had not been cleared. I said to her “Ye to bahut zaada hai, itni bijli kaha se istemaal hui, ghar to band rehta hai”. She said, “Sahib, ab hum kya karein, idhar hum garmi me mar rahe hai, sirf ek bulb chalati hoon jhuggi mein, maine to istemaal nahi ki itni bijli”. I said “fir itna bill kaise aaya, paani ka bill bhi bahut zaada hai, kaun jama karwayega”(IT SHOULD BE EVIDENT TO YOU GUYS THAT I BY STARTING THIS CONVERSATION I HAVE STARTED TO TRY AND EXPLOIT THIS HOT FIGURED DHOBAN).. She then replied “Sahib, mai kaha se karvaun jama, mere paas itne rupaye nahi hai, pehle kirayedaar jama karva dete the, ab aap karva dijiye jama jab takk naye kirayedaar nahi aate”. I Said “ye thik nahi hai, tum itni bijli istemaal kar rahi ho, bill to tumhe hi karvana parega jama”. She paused a little after hearing this and then said “Arre sahib, aap jo kaho mai aapki seva karti hoon, ye bill to ho jayega jama baad mein” from these indications, even I paused now, and was now thinking about having fun with the body of Malti, also bearing in mind the fact that it was next to impossible getting caught here.
So, I said to her “kya seva karogi.. bill kon jama karvayega ”; she came closer to me and started to graze my inner thighs and then said “are sahib, chodo bill ko, ho jayenge jama, aap pehle thodi maalish to karvaao, itni door se aaye ho..” I tried to move a little away from her but she still came on me. All this conversation and her hot figure had already made my dick erect and then I finally agreed and said to her slowly “band kardo darwaza zara..”. She said “mai tail le kar aayi.. aap apni pant utaaro zara”. I said ok and then she went out to her jhuggi to bring some mustard oil for malishing me. During this time my heart was beating very fast as I knew this maalishing and all would lead to having sex with her.. She then arrived and bolted the door, I had taken off my pants. She then said, “sahib shirt aur banyan bhi utaar do, nahi to unpe tail lag jayega” I did the same and then she asked me to lie on the bed invertedly. She came on the bed and sat on my hips and started to massage my back. Wow.. those hands of that dhoban massaging me felt really good. My dick was pressed down from her weight and it was hard and totally erect.
After 5-10 mins. she asked me to lie upfront so that she could massage my upper body and thighs. She immediately observed my hard dick trying to come out of my underwear. She said “ are sahib, aapka L*** to baut bada hai, iski bhi maalish karni paregi.. ”. I said “haan, ab pehle isi ki maalish kardo”. She immediately took off my underwear, stood up and took off her own clothes. I was looking at the nude body of a lady for the first time and it was exactly as i had expected it.. she sat down again on the bed and then she started massaging my dick slowly. I was almost about to cum when she asked “sahib aapne kisi ladki ki maari hai?” I did not reply and kept playing and fondling with her boobs and ass. She then said “koi baat nahi, aap meri maar lo..” she lied down and pulled me over her..
I started to smooch her, kiss her body and boobs very vigorously.. she was also becoming very horny.. she said “sahib ab daalo zara isko..” I honestly did’nt come to know in which hole to put my dick into.. after coming to know, she held my dick and put it in her pussy herself..she screamed a little.. It felt very tight and painful at first to me, but kissing her continuously and caressing her kept me going.. and after fucking her a little I came inside her, and I did’nt even realize it until I was done cumming.. as soon it was over I worried about the fact of cumming inside her and told her about this.. she said “sahib, daro mat.. mere pati ne mera operation karva diya tha taanki aur bache paida na ho”..
This fact gave an obvious relief to me.. and after this we dressed ourselves up and i was about to leave when she asked me “sahib, ab bill jama ho jayega na”.. I said “haan, ho jayega, tum seva karti rehna bas..” she said “sahib, aap bas aate rehna, seva poori karungi..”, and so after that friends, losing my virginity like this, I came back. I’ve been fucking malti ever since, u can say she is always waiting for me, as I think I’m the only one satisfying her sexually. Yes folks, she also gives a really good massage. Although I usually go fuck her now when I’m feeling quite horny or when I need a “massage”
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Dexter had redesigned his website to provide answers to pressing problems faced by employees. He stated unequivocally that people who followed his advice were likely to get fired. He had that statement in large letters across the top of each page. He also mentioned that many of those who were fired would have legal recourse against the companies that fired them. His first article dealt with how companies were floating millions of dollars worth of loans on the backs of their employees. Not...
Several months had passed since Janet had had her appendix removed. Dexter had not had any contact with his family since that horrible Monday night. He was still angry at Sarah. He hadn’t appreciated being ambushed like that. The website continued to gain viewers. Business programs on the cable news stations started talking about the increased number of lawsuits filed by employees against the companies. The employees were winning their lawsuits, and the executives were stunned. Companies...
Mark had been right about the company wanting to settle before the news services got all of the details about the lawsuit. One of the news channels had gone into great lengths about the court sealing the settlement of the previous lawsuit. There was a lot of speculation about the the current lawsuit, and its relation to the previous one. The pundits were having a field day with the topic. Things really started to move fast. For a quick fifty million, they would settle with Dexter, as long as...
“I still don’t see why you don’t want to use your old bank,” Mark said while walking up to the door of a major bank. “I didn’t like the service there,” Dexter said. Patiently, Mark held the glass door open for Dexter. The man wasn’t moving all that quickly. In fact, he was rather grumpy. Dexter stepped into the bank and looked around. There were three desks, only one of which had a person sitting in it, that he assumed were for loan officers and new accounts people. There was a row of ATMs...
“Are you Dexter?” “Yes.” “I’m Amber.” Dexter looked the young woman over. She was attractive in a ‘the girl next door’ manner. Brown hair that came to her shoulders, brown eyes, and a pleasant build. He stepped back and said, “Come in.” Amber entered the apartment and looked around. Not impressed with what she saw, she said, “The agency said you want me for a week.” “That’s right,” Dexter said. “That’ll be fourteen thousand,” Amber said. “Here’s the debit card. Call it in,” Dexter...
Olivia dressed well, despite her thin figure. Tailored clothes, definitely not off the rack. Store bought would have hung on her. She stood as far from me in the elevator as she could. Distrust flared in her eyes. I remembered Twiggy, the British model who was all skin and bones. My dick flinched. Rianne and Harriett were already on opposite sides of the table in the resort's main restaurant. I took the seat next to Harriett, while Olivia sat across from me, next to her mother. Rianne, who...