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This is a real experience with my poor Maid Barkha. I was a bachelor, working in a reputed company, and had a part time maid Barkha who was responsible to cook, clean, and wash in my apartment. Barkha was a young woman about 27 year’s old, dusky complexion, just over 5 feet, but a neatly packed body. What I liked about her was her ever smiling face, and clean appearance. Under the smiling face, however was a much oppressed woman, whose husband was a drunkard, and always looking for a chance to beat her up.

One day Barkha came running into my house, crying, with her drunken husband behind her with a bamboo stick. She cried “Saab, please save me from him”. Her husband Shailesh was quite a dirty looking character, unshaven beard, dirty clothes. I told him to stop at the doorway, and not to hurt Barkha. Seeing my height, and burly body, Shailesh decided not to try any funny stunts, but started abusing her badly. I held him by the collar, and raised my hand to hit him, when Barkha stopped me. When he went away, Barkha was crying un-controllably. I embraced her tight, while her head was dug into my chest. I could

Feel her big breasts against my body , which got me excited, but it was a wrong moment. I comforted her, patted her head, and rubbed her back. Suddenly Barkha realized this was me, and started apologizing for her behavior. I told her there is nothing wrong, and she started to thank me for saving her from this Monster. When she had cooled down, she narrated her story, that her husband was quite impotent, and since they could not have a child, he would abuse her, and in the process would always be drunk, and upset. Most of her money was going in feeding her husband.

After that day, Barkla’s approach towards me had changed, and our mutual attraction grew for each other. Many a times I would brush against her body, bosom, or her ass, and she would smile. One day she told me “Saab, if you want me to come in the evening also, I can come and make fresh food”. I said yes I would like that and she came that evening after 7 PM, freshly bathed, and with Jasmine flower bud strands tied to her hair, as she knew what I wanted, or she wanted more. I asked her to make me 2 cups of tea, and she sat on the floor in front of me, sipping her cup. She said “Saab, you look tired, can I massage your feet ?”. Without waiting for my approval, she got warm water in a bucket, and asked me to dip my feet. Her hands were massaging my feet, and it really felt relaxing. Then she dried my feet, and got some cream to massage them. She took my feet and put it on her lap to massage. I was feeling like in seventh heaven, when she moved my feet closer to her breasts.

I moved my feet closer, till they were brushing her breasts. She pushed her breasts forward till my feet were almost sunk in the soft flesh. She just smiled, and said “saab, you are very nice”. I made her sit on the couch next to me, and put my arms around her. I told her I really like you, and in the process, my hands reached her breasts from over her shoulder. She put her chest forward greeting my hungry hands, and while I was squeezing her breasts, my erection got bigger, and could be seen clearly under my shorts. Barkha said “Saab, aap garam ho rahey ho (you are getting hot)”, so I put her hand on my erection, asking her to massage it. I opened her blouse buttons, and she removed her saree.

She was now in Black Bra, and petticoat. Her Bra was quite a low cut Bra, and her breasts could not hold themselves in. I hugged her, and put my hands inside her Bra. Her breasts were very soft, and big. The Nipples were erect, and after squeezing her nipples, I opened the Bra hook, which made her lemons fall free. I was on the couch, and made her sit on my lap facing me, with her beautiful breasts pointing at my face. Her petticoat had moved up to her thighs, exposing the meaty part. Her thighs were very fleshy so while I was feeling her up, my mouth was on her breasts, sucking each lemon alternatively. Barkha was enjoying the pleasure, and her heart beat was rising. Excitedly she said “Saab, I will come everyday to keep you happy”. My fingers started to explore the depths of her inner thighs, and my hands were inside her petticoat rubbing her Cunt, as she was not wearing panties. Her cunt was really wet, with soft pubic hair, and when I pinched her Cunt lips, she let out a soft Groan.

She said “Saab, andar dalna hain to dalo” (insert fingers). I inserted two fingers, and with each inside thrust, she was begging for more “Aur Andar Saab, Bahoot maza aa raha hain” . My fingers were now moving fast inside her, and her juices were flowing down her cunt, on to my thighs. My Penis was very close to her entrance, and was fully erect at 7 inches. I was throbbing, and could not hold on more. I picked her up from her ass, and directed her toward my hard on. She was still sitting on my lap facing me, and my erection just went in smoothly. She was really hot inside, and burning with passion. I could feel her juices flowing down my shaft. Holding her ass tight, she was hopping on me, and her boobs were dancing up and down with each movement. Her love hole was quite tight even though very juicy, and I could not hold myself in shooting the entire load into her hot blooded cunt.

Barkha did not look satisfied enough, so I asked her to wash herself, and come back so I can lick her. She asked “Saab, aap Mujhe chooso ge? (Will you lick me) “. I said yes, but she was hesitant. After assuring her that I enjoy licking cunt, she agreed. I was still on the sofa, when she came walking shyly but swaying her hips. She had quite a well formed figure, so I asked her to keep standing so I can appreciate her body. I lay her down on the Sofa, and I sat on the floor, so I could do justice to her cunt. After licking her thighs, she started to warm up, but I wanted to tease her more. I would move my tongue near her entrance, give her a slight lick over the lips, and again move back to her thighs. When she repeatedly begged me to lick her, I pushed my tongue inside her beautiful opening. There was a loud moan from her, and she started panting for breath. When my tongue grabbed her Clit, she was out of control, and moved from side to side. I held her hips tight, and continued sucking her clit. She was screaming and begging me to stop. I licked her for more than 20 minutes after which she had no energy left for more orgasms.

Barkha did not get up from the sofa for a half an hour, and I kept stroking her breasts, and full body. There were no words exchanged, but from her smile, I could make out that she was really satisfied.

I taught her how to fully shave her pussy, and what type of underwear to wear, so she feels sexier. Every evening she would come, and we would spend one hour in pleasure. She was a great cock sucker, and only when I was very hard, would she allow me to enter her. Finally one day her husband told her that he suspects she is with another Man. Barkha tried to cover up, but could not hide the panties I had given her, her shaved pussy, and her happiness. So she decided that to avoid any controversy, she should move out of the area. I was very disturbed by this, but she assured me she is not leaving town, and would very much come once a week. Her weekly visits continued for almost one year, after which I moved out of the city, and that ended our relationship.

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Poor Sarah Pt 1

Introduction: Sarah tells her teacher the story of her first time Sarah was beautiful. Being beautiful is hard. There are stares, unwanted advances, assumptions that are made, people judge others on looks. That is just the way it is, and for Sarah it was no different. Prom Queen, at seventeen she was in love with Jim. Yes, captain of [enter popular high school sport here]. They were stars of the school. She was beautiful. She was too beautiful. You look like a slut. He whispered in her ear as...

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Poor Todd

Today was your first day of classes. You had barely settled into your college dorms exchanging little more than a hello with your roommate before he had fucked off to hang with his friends. All in all you are feeling more than a little stressed. Looking at your mirror you take in your appearance, with tanned skin and blonde hair you could almost pull off a surfer look if it wasn’t for the fact that you were so skinny. You where attractive enough to be given a second glance but in no ways where...

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Poor Billy Smith

Billy was a wimpy boy who tended to get himself into a lot of trouble. He was scrawny and only 5 feet 2 inches. Billy was the only man in his family. That was if you could even call him a man. He was of age though. The girls seem to like him in a puppy dog short of way. They found him cute like a little toy. Billy was smart but didn’t speak up for himself that often. He was also into comic books. His mom was name Cathy. Cathy was a stockbroker who took no crap from anyone. She was a bit of a...

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Poor little Superman

Superman flew over his city. He heard a scream. "Help me Superman" It, said Superman flew at sonic speed to an old building. He walked around carefully. He saw where the screams were coming from. A woman was tied to the building. A giant robot was about to attack. Superman flew up and fought. A laser hit him hard in the chest making him spend in the air. Superman landed on his feet and flew around it's laser blast The metallic beast was no match for him. "Are you ok miss" Superman said "I am,...

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Poor Little Rich Wife

Beth Stivens lay next to her husband, weeping, with a pillow over her head to muffle the sounds. She could tell by the rhythm of his breathing that he was already in a deep sleep. Her husband, Rodney Stivens, founder and owner of Stivens Imports/Exports, was a self-made millionaire. He provided Beth with everything from a beautiful home and luxury car to unlimited credit cards and jewelry. The only problem was that he was a workaholic, spending more time at the office than at home. He dealt...

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Poor Decision Badly Made

When the vehicle that Captain William Mastov, 4/632 battalion, was riding in first came under attack on the high road, it had become routine for the men in his company and they reacted accordingly. All about the ensuing battle seemed to be going well when a huge explosion had ripped through his vehicle killing his driver and leaving Will dazed and numb. As he was pulled from his wrecked vehicle, he fought to continue to lead in the battle until all went black as he lapsed into unconscious.It...

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Poor 17

I am not a story teller like most people here, but I got really turned-on watching my cousin when I was 17; she was 16. She was staying with my family, because the school was better and her mum was no more with them. Being my mum’s favourite niece and all, her brother and her, stayed at our house during the term. Their dad was well off, but a polygamist and had lots of k**s, so it was no surprise that they considered our house a family home.I decided not to go to school one day, because I had...

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POOR AUNTY

I live with my uncle and his family in Thrichi. I have an aunt (mothers sister), who lives in kerala. I had some days off from college I am a engineering student), so I thought of visiting her. I called her and told her my programs.The next day I was on my way to Kerala ,by road's got there and my beautiful aunt was waiting for me at the bus stand. she is married to an air force pilot, but they have no c***dren even after 10 years of marriage)!!!She took me to her house. my uncle was going on a...

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Poor Slave Lea

SLAVE GWYNETH’S DIARY July 28So today I was coming back from my business trip in Costigan Heights and on the highway home, I drove past a group of motorcycle guys, obvious patched bikers. I waved at one of them, and he waved back, and I pulled over, and he and the other bikers pulled up, probably quite pleased to note an attractive, curvy blonde waving them over. I stepped out of the car, and made my pitch to the guy who I guess was the um, leader. His name was Phil. I think I might have...

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Poor Amy Diary

Amy Jameson was mortified. She had ripped apart her whole room, and she could not find her diary anywhere. If someone got their hands on it... Amy knew that she should never have put all her secret desires into a place that might one day be compromised, but she had to get it out somewhere. She could not just live with them bottled up. But now it was gone. Unless she had misplaced it somewhere - her fervent yet unlikely hope - someone else had access to her innermost thoughts, and her...

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Poor Alfred

Chapter One He told me his story one cold Friday night at my favourite oasis, 'Charlie's Hangout.' I had noticed him a few times, but you could nowhere say he was a regular. I had noticed him because he always looked a bit gloomy, and the few times I had seen him he had finished his last beer at about quarter to twelve, and then he left. This Friday night he was there when I entered at about half past nine. Sitting at his table with his beerglass almost empty. As I passed him on my way to...

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Poor Duane

Duane seemed to be the almost perfect child, not giving his parents Joe and Marie any trouble other than the occasional unavoidable minor hiccup which boys have happen to them. Joe had a daughter Susan by a previous marriage and as soon as she was eighteen she left home to live her own life with no interference from her father or stepmother Marie. There was no specific reason her wanting to leave home but although she wanted for nothing, within reason, she could not hack the sterile loveless...

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Poor Grandpa

It was the second time 14-year-old Katy had been alone in the house with her grandfather since his stroke. Somehow that gave her permission to grieve as never before. She cried off and on for a half hour. Katy's grandma had been nice, but she had died when Katy was three, so she didn't remember her so well. But grandpa had been such a wonderful grandparent. Whenever Katy and her family arrived for a visit, he would give the brightest smile and the warmest hug, and he always had some...

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Poor Amy Snared

Copyright©2006 MWTB Amy Jameson was snared. Amy was a nurse, and one of her duties was to inventory the medical supply cabinet every Tuesday and Friday. Amy had been doing her job, when she reached deep into a drawer to try and pull back a small box that had fallen there. When she had the box firmly in hand, she discovered that her shirt had been snared by a sharp corner of the cabinet. Amy tried pulling herself lose, however she stopped when she felt the fabric pulling. Amy was in a bit...

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Poor Auntie

I had regretted agreeing to help my older sister out, but a promise was a promise so here was stuck in her living room being stared at by her two sons while she flustered about the room. "I've left the number where I can be reached by the phone," Maud said for the umpteenth time "there's plenty of food in the..." "Look Maud," I sighed in exasperation "you've been through this a hundred times already, you will only be gone a week, what the hell can happen in a week?" Half an hour...

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Poor Amy Nurse

Amy Jameson was pissed. Amy was a student nurse, and she had just begun a new rotation on the geriatrics ward. While she had so far had some very nice experiences in other areas, this one was marred by the nurse in charge, Joanne Richley. Joanne was, simply put, a bitch. Amy had been warned by her friends in the program when she was assigned this rotation, but there was nothing that she could do about it. "Watch out for her, Amy," Anne had warned. "She watches you like a hawk, and...

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