Ice Cold to Red Hot
- 3 years ago
- 15
- 0
Ice Cold To Red Hot free porn video
In the early days I was a little wary of Indian maids – I heard about how prized their virginity was and how much trouble you could get in to with their family, friends and the police if you messed around with them. Now I realize that they are women like women everywhere – they have desires, they get wet and they like to fuck, what more can I say?There are many stories I could tell, but there are certain things I like: I find it a turn-on if a maid calls me ‘Master’, or is just too obedient thus suggesting she’d do absolutely anything you told her to. And of course, some maids love to show a little breast, or reveal some thigh as they swab the floor, or bend over when making the bed in such a way as to reveal the shape of their bottom. Another little tease is to stand in front of the window so that the light shines straight through the thin material of their trousers – very bad., one of the first maids I ever had was Devjani. She was married and very beautiful- quite tall, stately, long black hair always tied up smartly, slim but curvy, and piercing brown eyes. She was clearly very cautious of me, always leaving doors open, reluctant to go and clean a room until I had left it. I guess she had had some bad experiences and when I commented on this to an Indian friend she said ‘imagine how it must be for a girl like that living in the kind of society that she does – she will have men trying to rape her all the time.’Over the weeks her confidence with me increased, she was still wary but seemed more at ease. She even began to smile a little and she would maintain eye contact whereas in the beginning her eyes would always look away. At the same time I couldn’t help but look at her in that certain way, I took in all the features of her face, all the curves of her body, and I would search her eyes for any sign of warmth or interest. Every time she would clean the floor, her legs spread wide for balance, I would look, hoping to see her inner thighs, or her panties, but with no luck.One afternoon I was at home and feeling tired. I decided to take a little sleep so closed the curtains and went to bed, naked as most English people tend to do. Some time later I began to stir, aware that I had a strong erection and of the sensation of something warm and moist around my cock.
I was a little startled and as my eyes struggled to focus I could see Devjani facing me, kneeling across my legs, her left hand on my chest, her right around the base of my cock and her mouth sucking at my tool. I started to sit up but she pushed me back gently, continuing to suck, but a little harder. As soon as she understood I wasn’t moving she moved her left hand from my chest to cup my balls, squeezing gently, and then to massage the area between my balls and my anus. God she was an expert at this. For a few moments she took me out of her mouth, peeled back the foreskin and licked around the exposed bulb, taking her tongue down its full length, around and under under my balls. She pumped me hard with her hand, before putting me back into her mouth and sucking again, hard, demanding my milk. I tried to grip her head as I moved towards orgasm but she pushed my hands away and eased off. I understood who was in control here.Again, she started to suck me hard, moving her head up and down, rubbing the end of my cock against the roof of her mouth. I couldnt take it any more, and I thrust upwards deep into her mouth, gripping a fist full of her clothes and pulling her down. My cock was huge, rock hard, and my balls emptied all of my spunk into her mouth in long bursts. The orgasm seemed to last forever. Then she got up and left, evading my hands as I reached out to hold her, and she was gone.The next day she didn’t come to work, but she returned the day after, keeping her distance. I said and did nothing. A short while after she was cleaning the floor, legs spread, and I saw a flash of thigh, my eyes journeyed up
Under her clothes. Her eyes evaded mine. Again, she continued, showing a little then moving so the show was over. I knew what she was doing. I stood up and walked past her, my developing erection clearly visible through my shorts. I didn’t look but I knew she had seen. After a few minutes I returned, I just couldn’t resist. I was burning, my cock was huge and throbbing, her time had come.She was bent over the table, polishing it with a crunched up sheet of newspaper. I put my hand on her back and gently but force fully pushed her chest against the table. She turned her face to look towards the bulge in my pants and began talking in Hindi – I didn’t understand. As she didn’t physically resist I let my hand feel her bottom through her sari, running my fingers deep into the valley between her cheeks searching for her cunt. She struggled to get up, so I released her, but I could see from her eyes she was aroused.She freed herself of her sari, revealing a bra that was a little too small and a pair of white pants that struggled to cover the mass of thick black hair between her legs. She turned back and lay against the table. “Open your legs” I instructed, but she didn’t react, so I pulled her thighs apart before sinking to my knees. I licked her upper thighs, all around the line of her panties, then using my fingers, gently pulled the flesh either side of her hole to open her up. Within seconds a moist patch appeared on her panties as her juices spilled out. I pulled her knickers down around her thighs and buried my face between her legs, soaking up her aroma, and the sweet taste of her love juice.
Her hole was open. My tongue pushed deep into her, fucked her, came out and massaged her clit before moving up to lick her asshole. She began to moan softly and push her hole against my face. I used my nose and my chin to pleasure her, invaded both her holes with my fingers, sucked her clit and squeezed her tight little ass. As the pleasure mounted she tried to stand up so I turned her around and pushed her gently back on to the table, drawing up a chair so I could sit and position myself between her legs.I placed one thigh on each shoulder and started again to pleasure her, spreading her pussy lips to reveal her hard little clit and her juicy cunt hole. I love doing this, feeling her fur all around my face, the aroma of her pussy, the way her juices soak my face and my fingers. Each time she began to cum she rubbed against me so hard and her thighs gripped me so tight that I could barely breathe.After half an hour or so of this she was limp and drenched in sweat, her hair had become half free, her pussy was soaked and sore, her upper thighs wet with juice. She was laid motionless on the table, legs spread, nipples peeping out from her bra. She looked at me with clouded eyes, half closed, I could see she was wondering – she pointed towards my cock. I smiled, picked up her panties and rubbed the crotch against her cunt, soaking up the juices. Then I freed my cock from my shorts, pressed her knickers to my nose and began to masturbate in front of her face. Within a minute I had spurted spunk all over her stomach. As she got up from the table she gathered up her clothes and then gave me a hard slap across the face before smiling and heading to the bathroom for a shower.For two days she didn’t come. I began to think she’d never come again and thought about looking for a new maid. Then she was back. The moment she set foot through the door I picked her up and carried her to the bedroom. She was talking away in Hindi but I didn’t understand – I covered her mouth with a kiss but she bit my lip, drawing a little blood. I looked at her hard and for the first time in a long time she looked a little frightened. Only my smile and shake of
The head seemed to bring the calm back to her face. I freed her hair and it cascaded across her shoulders all the way down to her waist. She lay on the bed, submissive, inviting, aware of what was going to happen and ready to submit. My hands were inside her clothes, all over her, feeling inside her panties as my mouth explored her breasts. I couldn’t get enough of her. She just lay, and yielded. Wherever my hands or my mouth travelled she accepted. My fingers invaded her mouth, then her cunt, then her anus. I licked her everywhere. Pulled apart the cheeks of her bottom and licked her there. Opened her thighs and pleasured her cunt. I sucked her nipples, rolled them with my tongue, squeezed her breasts in my hands. I devoured her. And she consented to everything, passively, with no resistance, nothing, just little cries and moans.She watched as I pushed down my pants and freed my cock, opened her legs and drew them up in readiness, taking my tool in her hand and guiding it into her hole. She didn’t look at me to begin with, but as I fucked her and the pleasure began to ripple through her, she locked her legs around me and began to grind her cunt against me, thrusting upwards with an animal intensity, then fading back, becoming limp as I varied the pace and depth to suit her need. I fucked her for an hour. I had her on her back, I had her from behind. To finish I sat her astride me, I gripped her hair tightly, but gently, and pulled her face up so that she was looking into my eyes. Our arms were locked around each other, her mouth fell open, her eyes were clouded, and she was taking every thrust with an open willing cunt. As I exploded inside her, her eyes looked deep into mine, then closed, her head falling forward onto my chest. Devjani fell asleep as I stroked her body, wondering what ordinary life was like for this beautiful young woman. After showering she was gone. She never came back and i’ve not seen her since.
Arisha
- 11.09.2020
- 12
- 0
