Anita Was The Housemaid

I did not like her food at all. the only thing was that i liked her. i had seen her around the house for a long time and i had gotten used to her. she woke me up in the morning and till i slept she was with me. she even appeared in my dreams. i will not lie about it that she was my crush. there was nothing unusually hot about her, just that she was slender and short and had a sexy waist. i had had the pleasure of holding her waist a lot of time. she stood on the stool to fetch somethings from the upper shelf and when she did that i was to hold her so as to prevent her from falling. i held her always by the waist where her skin was not covered by her saree or blouse and told her that this gave me a firm grip. she was innocent, at least she looked innocent, and accepted my reason for holding her waist. we spent a lot of time together as mom dad and sis were usually out. she gave me most attention in the family. she did not have children of her own but she did have a husband and it was him that i was scared of. i thought if he found out that i was making love to his wife, he would complain to my parents and take her off the job. i did not want Anita to go and so i did not do anything stupid until then.

my parents were out of station. they had gone to see some relatives of mine in Mumbai and left my sister and me alone with Anita. she offered to stay for two nights at our house itself. in fact when i look back now i find that she offered to stay almost at every instant. maybe she did not ant to sleep with her husband or that she liked staying in our comfortable house. she was told to sleep in my sister’s room. now my sister obviously took the opportunity and went away to her friends place for a night over. that left me and Anita alone in our house.

i told her that she should sleep in my room to which she agreed without hesitation. i helped her carry her stuff to my room. i asked her if she was gonna sleep in that saree which she was wearing. she said that it was uncomfortable to sleep in it but she would manage. i asked her if she had a night gown or something? she said her man never bought her one. there was an awkward pause and then i told her she could borrow my mom’s night gown for the night. it was a bold move. nothing like this had been done before. she was surprised by this idea and said she could not do it. i told her that she should take it. she refused again. i told her that my mom would never come to know as we would keep it back. she was still hesitant to do it. i told her that these three nights she should just relax and forget about her duties. i told her that mom dad were away and my sister was not going to be around and that with just us both she should be relaxed. i often helped her by doing my own work and this she always took notice of. i saved her from a few scoldings from mom too and she knew she could trust me with things. she did not like the idea much but she said she would wear it only if i did not let anybody know about it. duh! i went to my mother’s room and brought her a night gown.

she took it and went to the bath room to change. waited for her at the door. i did not know it then where this night would lead us. she got out of the dressing wearing my mom’s red night gown. she was a little dark in complexion and so the night gown did not suit her. she was a bit shy to appear in front of me and even my face was lit up with a smile. she put down her saree and her blouse on the table and sat at the edge of my bed. facing away from me. i asked her why she was so shy? i knew why she was so shy but i still asked her because i wanted to break a conversation. she said she had never done it before. i asked her what was “it” exactly. she said she had never been a with a man before in night gown this was really weird to her. i told her that i had never brought a girl home and never been alone in this house with a girl or a women. there was a long silence after a short giggle. finally i broke the silence and asked her how old she was. she must have tracked my intentions and asked me why i was concerned. i told her that its was just because she looked so young to be married. she told me that she had been married at the age of 16, which was how old i was and she was presently only at 21. i told her that she should not have gotten married so young. she told me that in her village it was not so.

i asked her if she was happy with her marriage? she did not reply. i asked her if she was happy with her man? she did not reply and instead grew sad. i knew i had touched her soft corner and to ease the things out i told her that life was not easy anywhere. she spoke as in spoke on herself for the first time in front of me. she told me that it was not so easy withe her. she told me that she was forced to marry this man who she did not even know. her man never took care of her and never loved he. she told me that my life was perfect where i could have girlfriends and not worry about marriage. i went up to her and sat beside her. she was breaking into a sob. i lay me hand on her shoulder and told her that i never had a girlfriend and the closest i ever got to any girl was this moment when i had my hand on her.

she looked at me and told me that i was at least not married. i said that her marriage was a forced one and she did not have to take it seriously if she did not like it. she said she was bound to it for her lifetime or at least till her man left her. i told her that her marriage did not have to be binding. i told her that she could still have fun while married only that her man should never know about it. she looked up at me and told me that there was nobody in her life except him and our family. she broke into a cry. i hugged her with both my hands and rest her head on my chest. she shed tears for a while and then returned to sobbing. my heart was all melted for her. i just wanted to make her happy for at least the time she was with me. i told her to wife her tears. i raised her face, wiped her tears and asked her to stop crying as for now we were gonna have fun. she said we should not be doing it but then i reminded her how she should be having fun. i told her that the gown did not suit her and that we would get another one for her. she began to protest when i held her by the hand and reassured her that nobody was ever coming to know about it. i took her to my mom’s room and asked her to stand beside me while i searched mom’s wardrobe. i was looking for night gowns and she told me where she arranged them. i smiled at her and pulled out the whole bundle. i asked her to pick up which ever one she liked to ty. she did not do it and said that she was only gonna sleep and that the one she was wearing was fine.

i told her that she was not only gonna sleep but have fun before it and so she should pick one up. she picked up the one on the top and went to change. she returned with the other one on and the first one folded n her hand. i took the first one from her hand and tossed it away. i told her she should not worry about folding the clothes but she should loo in the mirror for herself. she was fine with it and wanted to get out of the room and go to sleep. i told her that she was not gonna sleep until i slept and i was not gonna sleep until we had some fun. i did not like the one she was wearing and i began to unzip it. she was cautious of this and said she was gonna change inside. i held her by the shoulders and continued to unzip without a word. she did not speak after that either. i lowered the night gown up to her ankle and saw that she was wearing my mom’s old white bra and her petticoat. i turned her around to face me and looked into her eyes. i wrapped my hands around her and told her that i was gonna teach her how to dress. she did not say anything. she thought i was gonna fuck her then but i did not. i loosened her petticoat and removed it. to my shock she was not wearing an under wear. she tried to hide her pussy but i took her by the hand to the wardrobe. i shuffled through the clothes and found a black and pink pantie. i showed it to anita but she did not say a word. i asked her if she liked it or not. she did not reply. i told her that she should speak something at least. she asked me why i was doing it.

i held her face and told her that i loved her and i don’t want to my loved ones in misery. with this i moved my head to kiss her but she pulled back. i knew she was not ready and so i did not push. i passed on the panties to her but she did not take it. instead she looked in the cupboard and pulled out a black and green ones. so finally she was playing along. she handed me the chosen pair and i dropped the other ones. she looked at me in the eye. she was falling for me but she did not let me kiss her and i did not know what this meant. i told her that it was a fine pair and handed it to her. she did not take it but dragged my gaze to her hairy pussy. she signaled me to put it on her. i was pleased made her wear it and she did by lifting her legs. i puled it up to her waist and her pussy was hidden. the bush was still showing. i tucked in the hair from the sides and told her that we were gonna deal with them later. she agreed. i slyly tasted my fingers that had just touched her pussy hair. i could smell her sweat. i loved it. she asked me if i was gonna get other garments for her too. i said i would do anything for her. she told me that she had sometimes tried my mother’s and my sister’s clothes and so she knew what best fitted her. i asked her what it was. she said her breast size was similar to my sister’s now my sister was more busty than my mom and so anita wanted to check out my sister’s collection or bra. i was pleased how she was getting open with me.

i told her about myself too. i told her how i had once shagged in my mom’s panties and my sister’s bra. she sad she might have noticed those white stains in them. i chuckled. she gigged. we went to my sister’s wardrobe and opened it for anita. anita asked me to pull out a bra of my wish. i did not tell her then but i pulled out the bra that i had once shagged in. she said it was not fare that she was naked while i was wearing my clothes. i did not wait another moment. and removed my t-shirt. she touched my chest and said ooh! i know she liked and so did my sister who told me once earlier. so anita undid my pant buttons and lowered them along with my underwear. before i knew what was happening she kissed my penis, which was erect. i said- wow! she said she would do anything for me. i told her that she did not have to do anything for me but only if she wished..

she did not let me finish and started to blow me. she was good. one might think that these village women do not now how to blow guys, but seeing anita at it made me realize that she was just perfect. most women, as i had seen in porn movies, take it slow at first but anita was wild from the first instant. i shaved my pubic hair every now and then and so i knew anita had nothing to complain about. i dragged her to the bed with my cock in her mouth so that i could sit. she took it one after the other. i shot the first load of precum into her mouth she did not stop and i did not see anything dripping from her lips. that meant she swallowed it. i reached for her hair to play with. i removed the hair clips that tied her hair and let them flow behind her back. how much more amazing could it have been? i was sitting on my sister’s bed, stark naked, getting my first blowjob, from the maid that loved, who was wearing my mom’s panties and my sister’s bra. i was so horny that i was about to cum.

i left out a few moans and grunts. i closed my eyes as my penis started to get stiffer and stiffer with every stroke of anita. and then, death after cancer, i shot my load in her throat. i spouted like four times and still i had more in me. she also knew that this was my first and so she expected nothing less than a river. she swallowed it all. i did not see that sticky sick fluid at all. dhe kept on sucking still. i was filled with regret. i wanted her to stop doing it but i knew she was having fun. it would be cold if i told her to stop now. she was enjoying after so long and i did not want to spoil it for her. i loved her. i let her lick the left overs. she wiped me clean with her tongue and looked me in the eye. she knew this could be done but she had done it or the first time. she told me that she did it for the first time and i did not believe her. if she did do it for the first time, then i think she is a natural lover. she held my hand and got up. i approached her to kiss her, but she moved away again and led me by the hand to the bathroom. i did not get it. she blew me, she let me see her naked but she did not want to kiss me. was she trying to use me? that would have been pathetic. i waited for her to explain and followed her lead for the moment. my sister has this tub in her bathroom and also a razor, the exact things that we wanted. anita put on the hot water fosset and washed her mouth. okay so she did not wan me to have my cum in my own mouth, that was considerate of her. she turned around and faced me. she put her arm around my neck and talked to me. she told me that she loved me and she not want this night or these three days to end. i told her that i wished the same as her. she told me she wanted a way to leave her man and settle with us. i was struck with an idea. i told her that i could tell mom that we wanted a maid for the whole day and that we should keep you for it. it was brilliant idea. i did try it, but we did not have anita as the one. instead we got someone else.

i fucked the other maid too but she could not have the the love i had for anita. anita continued to come during the day and we did hook up for some while until she found out that i had been screwing the other maids too. back to the moment in the bathroom. the bathtub was full and we steeped inside. anita had brushed with my sister’s brush and was clean now. i lay in the tub on the floor and she climbed on my stomach. her hair was beautifully falling by the side on her breasts and she wet them. she took them with a wave on the other side and with motion they slapped me. it was erotic and awesome. i wanted my first time to be special and this was it. she lay her hand on my chest and came close to my face. there i had the first kiss of my life. she gently placed in on my lips. and backed off. i looked at the sly smile on her face and pulled her back to me. she was a good kisser. i doubted her being a first timer but then i did not care. she hrust her tongue in my mouth and swallowed my saliva. she licked my lips. i knew i was gonna let her direct from this point onwards. she took control. she smooched me and whispered in my ears how much fun she was gonna have with me. its like that sad women was transformed into a horny cat. i liked her. we kissed while in the tub for a long time. we kissed and kissed for like hours. she gently gave strokes to my dick too. she had not removed her panties or her bra. she lay on her back on my stomach. this was the most romantic this that we did. we talked about our future. i told her i was gonna have kids with her and give her a home to live where i would live with her despite my marriage if at all. she got up and looked me with a back angle.

i unhooked my mom’s bra from off her back and let it drop. she picked it up and dropped it outside the tub. she turned around and let me suck her breasts after that. us being in water made them much more juicy. i sucked and bit and pinched hem for a long time until she started dry humping me. to my surprize i came again while just dry humping anita. she giggled at this too. then we got out and went to the shower. she rubbed against each other and felt each other up. the best part was her squeezing my ass and fingering it. she took my dick in between her breasts and there i got a boob job. all for the first time. when we got out of the shower she looked more fair. i took her to my room and there we made love. she removed her panties and that was the last barrier between us. i did not use a condom to fuck her because she told me that she had tubectomy done. now i kne why she did not even have kids. i fucked her in various positions until she hurt. even my muscles began to ache. i finally got in a missionary positions and fucked her long. she clung to me when she came. i felt the warmth in my pubic region. i waited to lick her juices. they tasted weird but the feeling made me horny. i fucked her again in that position and she started responding my hums now and then i came. she made no effore to remove me from her pussy and i came loads in her. she took it all from me. at the end of it she was as tired as i was. we slept almost immediately. she went to the cupboard and fetched me pair of boxers and herself my shirt. she pulled over the blanket for us and switched off the lights. when she lay down all i knew was that i loved her. i clung to her closely and slept with my hands around her breasts and her waist. the next two days were awesome too in regards of sex but nothing could have beaten the first one.