Jayashree My Maid Dominated By Me – Part 1

Been some time since I have written my sexperiences in ISS. Today is Saturday, 17th of September, like any other weekend its a holiday for me – me am Abhi – I work in a mnc, and I am a lover by heart, I prefer to make love rather than have sex, to me it’s more of an emotional desire than a physical hunger.

In the afternoon had a proper three-course meal and then laid down on the couch wondering what to do next, no upcoming projects, clients are pretty settled down – no new affair – thought of completing my experience with tanu but then was feeling too lazy to open the MacBook and type anything. Then remembered the lo real store lady advised me to come and visit on Saturday afternoon to avoid the rush. Got up wore a cargo and half shirt and went straight – man these puneites are so dominant –

I asked for a hair spa and face clean up and eventually ended up spending around 3500 inr, and two hours in the process. Quite irritated I walked back home and thought of shagging off. Off late was spending a lot of time chatting and flirting with sukanya from bengal – she was 33, married had a kid was a school teacher but the best part her boobs and ass was not shaggy they were just as stout as a girl in her sixteen – we have been talking for some time in

Quite irritated I walked back home and thought of shagging off. Off late was spending a lot of time chatting and flirting with sukanya from bengal – she was 33, married had a kid was a school teacher but the best part her boobs and ass was not shaggy they were just as stout as a girl – we have been talking for some time in whatsapp and then in the morning asked her to share something .. Something that would make me crave for more and to my surprise she sent two videos – one under the shower wetting her body and the other applying soap and then cleaning it off … yeah a jackpot indeed. So opened up a couple of pics and then the iss stories.

The top story was “a day to remember with my maid” opened up the video in mobile and sat down totally naked touching myself murmuring sukanyas name … kind of moaning in a humble tone – five minutes down the line I had an erection and was pleasing myself to break my focus the door bell rang, confused I minimised the window wrapped myself in a towel and opened the door, outside the grill was my cook cum maid jayashree.

“didi aap?” itne jaldi? Aap to sat baje ane wali thi na?” I asked while opening the grill

“ha bhaiya aj to saturday hai – sochi thori jaldi a jaoo …” she replied giggling I didn’t understood a thing of what she was so happy about. I couldn’t stand in front of her with an erection in a towel – so I walked inside the bedroom pulled a pant and wore it, towel on my shoulders I came out – she did already go inside the kitchen and started working on things. I took my macbook and came to the hall center table. Was just too much pissed off with her timing, so went to the kitchen and took a glass, she was arranging a few things in the refrigerator .. “didi woh coke ka bottle dena … “ she giggled and asked “kaunsa …” … to which I replied “kala wala ..” she took out the coke bottle and gave it to me and then shifted her attention to the fridge …

“didi ap coke piyoge ?” I asked …

“itne thandi main … na baba …” she replied …

I handed her the bottle and came to the hall, sat down opened the tanu story and started writing it, now why do I write my experiences … well I guess post action when u sit down and recall all those events piece by piece looking at all the details even those which might seem irrelevant gives you a pleasure … and I guess I love it … so I started writing it …

Tanu was my friend amit’s wife now amit was impotent and tanu wanted a body to satiate her desires plus she had an urgent need for money because of her sister’s marriage … the way she tricked me into believing that she loved me the way she acted innocent and her emotional tantrums, her moans, her physically going weak every time I put it in her .. Our marriage in a local temple … me applying sindur on her forehead taking her back home and then having a suhaagrat in the afternoon … our trip to mandarmani for our honeymoon, about how amit came to know that she was not on an office trip and then back to back calls from her mom her sister her father in law and all this time me being in her and she trying hard not to moan on the call – all these thoughts were rather intoxicating to add to it sukanyas shower video …

I was writing them all down and lost in another world when all of a sudden the lights were turned on – I lifted my head to see it was jayashree … “bhaiya chawal dal sabji aur bhaji bana diya hai …. Ap thora time karke mirchi powder lete ana … warna mujhe phone kar doge to main le aoongi …” I was too perplexed to even interpret half of it. To add to it she was giggling … and trying to control her laughter. “what the fuck?” I thought … I said ok and stood up and started to walk toward the door, she understood that I wanted her to leave … she said “thik hai baba jaati hoon ..” and then again giggled …. This time, I held her hand my first time of touching her or even coming so close to her …

“kya hua ap itna has kyu rahi ho tabse ?” I asked …

“kuch nehi bhaiya bass aise hi … ap apna kam khatam kar lo main jati hoon” … she said looking down .

“kya kam ?” I asked …

“mujhe nehi pata … bass ap jano …” she said and started laughing out loud, this time, …and started to release her hand from my grip playfully …

“na pehle batao itna has kyu rahi ho … phir jane dunga” saying this I pulled her all down to the hall and held her against the wall.

“bhaiya ap ka zip khula hai aur sab samajh main bhi a raha hai ..” and she giggled again … now I let my one hand off her to pull the zip up, the problem with these pants is that the zip can’t be pulled up with one hand and still I was trying the moment I let her one hand go she started trying to let go of my grip and running away giggling … I caught a hold of her hair (chhoti) and pulled her in …

“owww bhaiya lag raha hai … lag raha hai … lag raha hai ….” she started uttering but I didn’t let her choti go I pulled her in in front of me and then in the heat of the moment may be or why I don’t know I removed my hand from the zip and grabbed her ass with my right hand … and pulled her up to me .., she is short may be 5’ 2’’ and I am 6’ 2’’ … and pulled her up with force and pinned her to the wall with my whole body and took her lips in my mouth …

“ummm ….. Ummmmm….. “ came her reply as she first tried to let my hand go off her chotii but I did grab it so tight that the more she pulled my hand the more she hurt herself, “naaaa ….. Uuuhhhuu huuuu …..Naaaa “ was all that was coming out of her mouth as I started sucking her lips so hard … she let go of my hand and started pushing me away when I gave her another jolt with a right ass grab …. Her soft screams controlled by my mouth went numb when I used all my force and fondled her ass over her saree, I kept on kissing her and holding her tight in my grip as slowly she started losing out on energy and her force of pushing started to reduce. Gradually she started breathing heavy … I let her go this time and dropped her on the ground and she was panting for breath …

“bhaiya aap us didi se shadi kyu nehi kar lete ?” she asked and again started giggling …

“kaun si didi ?” I asked …

“woh jinka name leke ap I love u bol rahe the mere ane se pehle … maine galat time pe bell bajaya na ?” and then she again started giggling and breathing … I held her hand and started waling toward the bedroom when she said “nehi bhaiya nehi … please bhaiya nehi ….” but I nonetheless pulled her inside the bedroom and threw her on the bed … she started escaping the bed by running away and in the process of holding her chotttiii my hand caught a hold of her blouse and with a “farrrrrrrr….” her blouse tore … now she sat down near the door and started crying …. I picked her up in my arms and lifted her all the way to the bed … I put her on the bed and removed her pallooo … her blouse was torn from the back, she had some cheap quality soiled bra with some old bronze colored hooks …

I looked at her from the front took a hold of her blouse and ripped it apart with the blouse hooks getting scattered here and there, she had this dirty bra … I put my arms around her unhooked the bra and pulled it away she held both her hands and so the bra couldn’t escape her elbow but the best part her boobs came out in the open, there was a big love bite on her boobs, more of like teeth marks. I untugged her saree from the petticoat, and threw it on the ground, I was about to untie her petticoat nara when she held my hand and said “nehi bhaiya please … galti ho gayi …”

“jaya dekh yah to tu mujhe kholne de warna main isebhi farr deta hoon” … she removed her hand … I untied her nara and pulled her petticoat … quite obvious she wasn’t wearing any panties and her pussy area was filled with hairs … I somehow got rid of my pants and with my semi erect penis got on top of her … “jayshree … sun na bass bari pyar se karunga … tu dar mat na … waise bhi jo ho raha hai uske liye jimmedar to tu hi hai … bari hasi a rahi thi tujhe … abhi itna dar ke simat ke kyu baithi hai?”

Saying this I held both her hands apart and took her nipples in my mouth … with a slurp I started eating them in small nibbles. I wanted to go down and lick her pussy but then she lived in a basti only god knew if at all she maintained hygiene …. So while kissing her and fondling her boobs I pushed my hand down and started fingering her … it took five minuted to put two of my fingers in her chutt and then I started rubbing her …. He tried to fold her legs but I pinned them to the bed with my whole body and after some time I could feel her muscle flex, she was about to have an orgasm and before she did I pulled my fingers out and put my penis tip on her chut lips.

She tried to fold her legs but I pinned them to the bed with my whole body and after sometime I could feel her muscle flex, she was about to have an orgasm and before she did I pulled my fingers out and put my penis tip on her chut lips.

As I entered her an uhhhh came out of her mouth, I pushed it slowly till it was a quarter in and then pushed half of me inside her and started rubbing the inside of her vagina walls, her resistance was gone now and she was lying down on the bed submitting to my dominance and I was fondling her … molesting her .. Ravaging her …

I could see her eyes turning and she opened her mouth as if she was getting intoxicated with this session … I knew the time was right I went on my elbows and took her lips in my mouth and then with one stroke entered the full of my penis in her chut, she was about to cry out loud but I had her lips in my mouth which minimized her noise to minimum moan … I kept on ramming her for five minutes kissing her fondling her boobs when again her body became stiff she grabbed me tight restricting my movement and with a lot of pressure her vagina muscles stiffened around my dick, and I could feel juices oozing out of her pussy.

I kept on ramming her for five minutes kissing her fondling her boobs when again her body became stiff she grabbed me tight restricting my movement and with a lot of pressure her vagina muscles stiffened around my dick, and I could feel juices oozing out of her pussy.

“jayashree ho gaya kya tumhara ? Chor diya pani tumne ? “ – she was quite embarrassed and put her palms on her face to hide her shame … to me this was all very amusing, the city girls living in posh flats are not this shy even if they are they have a different way of expressing it .. Jayashree was different after all …

I removed her hands and moved them apart, took her lips in my mouth and started ramming her again … in a good non-stop ten minutes of fucking her I came in … and collapsed on her, she embraced me and we lie over there like that for some time … she put her fingers in my hair and combed them with her fingers, “ab main dusre jagah kam karne kaise jaoo, apne mera blouse far diya … ab main ghar kaise jaoo?” she asked,

“jayashree mera ek tee shirt pehenke tu chal mere sath” we didnt even take a shower, I wore my pant and a shirt and opened the door of my car, she got in wearing a saree and my tee I asked her to hide in the backseat. There was no apparent need but I don’t know why I asked her to do so.

I stopped infront of a small shop a readymade blouse shop as jayashree instructed – she gave me her size and told me a color and the type – I never knew there were so many varieties – I always had the task of opening them so never made much of a sense to me to know about them in details.

Then I drove my car to a desolate road, where she changed my tee and wore her blouse, “bhaiya main yehi utar jati hoon … ap kal yad karke mirchi powder lete ana …” even before I could tell her anything she got down from the car and started walking I sat there in the driver’s seat until she took a turn and then went into some busy street.

I drove back home wondering what just happened … was really confused … she could have asked me for so many things but she chose not to … rather she was worried about the food I was going to have the next day …thats my jayashree for you – beautiful sweet and innocent.