Lust for my married maid Anju (Sexual tension released!)

Hello readers, I have been following this website for a long time and I enjoy reading the stories from different people and how they approached their respective stories. It inspired me to write about the real sexual encounter I had with my maid when I was staying in Gurgaon way before Covid times.

I always had a thing for maids. My first attraction to a maid was when I was in college in my second year and the cleaning lady always used to turn me on. Thin, sleek, and dusky woman, never afraid to show some skin. I banged her quite a few times during that year, but that’s a story for later.

Coming back to Gurgaon, the year was 2019 and I was already doing my job for about a year. My first cooking lady was a widowed one and I tried my best to seduce her wearing only my underwear in front of her and also used to masturbate naked while she used to work in the kitchen.

I used to stay in a 1RK apartment, so getting caught was very easy. But that is what the excitement is for, right? The servant never saw me naked, but told me to wear pants so that she didn’t feel embarrassed. Even though I fantasized about her, I always stayed within the line so that she didn’t get offended.

One day she had to get admitted to the hospital for a problem with her kidney. So she brought in her replacement, the beautiful Anju. Anju was a bit chubby, but she was fair and had a cute face with an infectious smile.

We had small talks for the first few months, and Anju used to bring her kid. We kind of liked each other and she grew fond of me when I started playing with her kid, offering chocolates and stuff like that. Then she started telling me where she was from and used to stay about 2 hours a day in the morning before my office time.

As finances were tough for her and her husband, they had to send their kid back to their hometown of Nadia. We both speak the same language in a world where everyone speaks Hindi so she confided in me about their problems and I helped her out with some money.

She didn’t want to take it, but I insisted because to be honest at that point I started liking her and I didn’t want her to go through the pain of being homeless as the cost of staying in Gurgaon was high. Then the maid took the money and held my hand for a long time before going off to her place.

She didn’t come to work for the next week as she went to drop off her kid. But she called me and informed me in advance so that I didn’t think she cheated with the money.

The first day after sending her kid, she came with a gloomy face and she poured her out to me and cried. I consoled her and then told her to stay for lunch and spend time with me in the afternoon.

We had a good time where we got to know a bit more about ourselves. It turned out she was younger than me and got married at 19. We were 23 and 25 at that time and used to call each other “Didi” and “Dada” respectively. I told her that I would keep calling her that as I was now used to it. She felt a bit reluctant at first, but she agreed and that was how we kept on addressing each other for the rest of the story.

Anju always used to wear a kurti and leggings. I liked that she wore tight leggings as that way I could see the shape of her ass. The fine curvy shape of her ass always made my mind go wild and always made my dick go hard.

One day I took a bath while she was working and I came out of the bathroom wearing only a “Gamcha” as all my towels were off drying in the sun as I cleaned it that morning. As I was pretty much hung down there,there was an obvious bulge and the shape of my penis was visible as the cloth was translucent. I figured why not give it a try?

So, I walked in front of the married servant, water dripping from my body and she noticed the bulge with a small peek. As she saw that I was looking at her, she looked away murmuring on her own. Then I went across to my cupboard and took out my underwear and put it on and then walked straight to the kitchen area to drink a glass of water.

She saw me approaching almost naked but didn’t complain. Instead, she handed me the bottle and told me to dry my hair as I might get cold. Then I asked her if she had a problem with me wearing only underwear in front of her.

She replied, “It’s your home, dada, you can wear whatever you like.” and smirked. From that point, I only used to wear underwear in front of her and she was also comfortable interacting with me with that attire.

Now she used to see me only in underwear when I used to be alone with her. Every day I greeted her in my room wearing that single piece of cloth and my dick was always hard. Sometimes I used to wear nothing and covered myself with only a bed sheet around my lower region and opened the door for her. She didn’t mind and I continued to do that around her.

One day she wore a kajal and a beautiful kurti and leggings. She entered the room smiling and asked me what was new with her. I said that Kajal was a sexy addition, but she said something else was different. I couldn’t understand so she told me to come closer to her in the kitchen and see her properly. Then I told her that I was naked so I couldn’t go near her.

Instead, she came near me, switched on the light, and told me that she bought new earrings with her own money. I said it was very pretty and touched her face with my hands showing my eagerness. She blushed but didn’t move and cupped her face onto my hand. She also mentioned that her husband scolded her for “wasting” money.

But I told her, “This looks very pretty on you, don’t listen to your husband. You bought it with your own money. So, be proud of it.” She smiled and went back to work.

Later, after half an hour, as I was waiting for my tea, I found that my lighter had exhausted and there were no matches to light my cigarette. She instantly told me to come to the kitchen and light a cigarette on the stove. I hesitated for a bit because I was not wearing anything and I asked her, “I am not wearing anything, didi. Would you have a problem if I go near the kitchen naked?”

She looked at the cupboard hook where a line of half pants and underwear were there. So I thought she was gesturing to me to wear something from there.

But she replied, “No Dada, I have no problem, you can walk around me naked if you want. After all, you walk almost naked in front of me anyway and I know what you do on the bed when I am working”. And she started laughing with her cute smile. I was surprised, as I didn’t know what she was talking about.

“I know that you masturbate every day when I am working and cleaning the dishes. And I saw you jerking off inside the bed sheet. So I wait for you to finish before I come over and serve you your morning tea.”

I felt embarrassed to which she replied, “Don’t worry, dada. I am not offended. And I know you watch porn and do it. I just don’t want to disturb you when you are doing it, so I wait for you to finish. It is all right that you do it and I never saw your penis so you do not need to be embarrassed. You can come here and light your cigarette.”

Then I shyly removed my bed sheet and there I stood in front of the maid, fully naked with my 7-and-a-half-inch dick hard and straight. She saw my boner and smiled, switched on the gas stove, and gestured to me to light the cigarette.

As I came near her, she didn’t move her eyes from my penis. I was enjoying her stare and smiled at her when our eyes met. She felt a bit embarrassed as she understood that she was staring at my thing for too long. I quickly replied so that she didn’t feel bad, “It is okay, Didi. I like when you look at me that way.” She smiled as I lit my cigarette.

Then I stood near her naked and smoked away as I asked her, “Didi, why do you have to tie your hair? You should untie it. That way, you would look more beautiful.”

She smiled and answered, “Na, I won’t do it.”

“Please do it, didi, I want to see you with your hair down.” She again turned me down.

So I said smiling, “If you won’t do it, then I will spank you. It’s either you put your hair down or you get spanked”. And I started laughing nervously waiting for her reply.

Anju looked at me with a smile and said, “Okay, you can spank me. But not too hard. I don’t want hand-prints on my ass.”

To this, I got very excited. I immediately took a few hard puffs and threw the cigarette away and slowly lifted her kurti. To my surprise, she also bent over so that I could get a good view of her ass.

Anju’s deliciously shaped perfect ass was staring at me. I spanked her on her left butt cheek and she moaned a bit. I spanked her again in the same place but now it was a bit harder. She moaned a bit harder.

Now, I stroked my dick with my left hand and kept spanking and caressing her the desi maid’s ass. She started moaning harder and I could hear her breath becoming faster. Then I started to caress her butt and slowly, my hands went down her crack and towards her pussy.

Anju spread her legs a bit more and I now was rubbing her pussy over her leggings. I felt a tinge of wetness and started rubbing harder. Her moans started to intensify and she turned around and looked at me and then saw me jerking off. She smiled and with her left hand started touching and jerking me.

I untied her hair anyway and pulled her hair softly. She looked back at me and said, “Close the door, dada” gesturing to the open balcony door. I quickly went and closed the door.

Now, we were facing each other and looking intensely into our eyes. I looked at her lips and like an involuntary action, I moved forward and our lips touched. I started kissing her and she also started kissing me back. Our tongues intertwined and I started to undress her slowly.

I also put my hands beneath her kurti and took off her leggings. I pressed Anju’s boobs hard with my left hand. My right hand was fingering her intensely and we were kissing like animals. With her right hand, she gently stroked my penis and with her left hand was groping my ass. I could feel her nails as she was holding onto my ass hard.

Without second thoughts, I lifted her kurti and removed it. We were now naked, holding onto each other, and started kissing again with full force. She was not holding anything back. She was moaning very hard, so I could see her nipples becoming hard and her pussy wet.

Then I sucked the aroused servant’s nipples, taking my time and taking turns on each breast. She kept moaning, “Oh dada, Yes dada, bite my nipples!”

I obeyed her and bit her right nipple. She pulled my hair hard as I bit her left nipple and started moving down. Then I knelt before her and put her left leg on my shoulder. With her legs spread, I went in with my tongue and started licking her pussy. I licked up and down in circular motions and started eating her pussy. With my right hand, I pressed her left boob and with my left hand, I stroked my cock intensely. I could feel her coming to her climax as I kept on licking her and now using my left hand, fingered her on the upper part of her clit.

Anju then pulled my hair hard and suddenly, she let out a loud moan, “AAHH”. Her legs started to shake as she started to lose balance due to orgasm. The maid came into my mouth. I didn’t mind as I enjoyed the taste of her cum. She sat down with me and started hugging me. I caressed her neck and shoulders as she said,

“Dada, Please stand up. Please fuck my mouth. Do it your way. Have your way with me.”

I stood up, shoved my dick into the maid’s mouth. Her mouth felt beautiful and I felt a soothing warm feeling on my dick. I held her head and started fucking her mouth. Then I put my whole dick inside her mouth. She started to gag a bit but told me not to stop. “Don’t stop dada, keep doing it. I am okay. I am enjoying it.”

We locked eyes as I kept pressing my dick into her mouth and after a session of intense mouth-fucking I took it out. The spit was all across my dick and was on her breast. She coughed and smiled and urged me to kiss her.

We then stood up. I took her hand and we walked across to the bed. She laid down spreading her legs wide open for me. Then she smiled and said, “Fuck me, dada. I want you inside me. I want to feel good, dada. Put that hard dick inside me. Fuck me like you fucked my mouth.”

I couldn’t wait to get inside her. For months I had waited for this moment – imagining what it would be like to be inside her, jerking off twice a day thinking about and jerking off openly when she was working in my house.

We didn’t have condoms. But at that time it didn’t matter to both of us. We just wanted to become one.

I walked across to my Bluetooth player, connected it to my phone, and started playing John Mayer’s “Your Body is a Wonderland”. Anju didn’t know English, but she smiled as she told me it was a good idea because the song would subdue her moans.

But I knew what the song was about. I smiled at her and climbed onto the bed. I put her legs up and pressed them down in a V-shape stretching out her pussy wide. She held my penis and started rubbing her pussy with it and told me to push. I pushed it in and slowly I was inside her, her warm tight pussy.

“Oh didi, this feels so good, baby”, I exclaimed. I saw her eyes closed and she moaned too, “Oh dada, your dick is so big and hard. Please be slow at the start. My husband’s dick is not this big.”

I took it slow and started thrusting at a rhythmic pace. The servant couldn’t stop moaning. It is an awesome feeling to hear a girl moan when she is fucked. It means she is having the time of her life.

Slowly, I started increasing the speed. At this point, both of us started sweating but we didn’t care. All we cared about was that we were one. Then she started to pinch my nipples. She lifted her head to suck my nipples. I came down a bit to allow her. She worked her magic with her tongue.

That aroused me a lot and I started to go harder. Then she went back and laid down.

“Kiss me, dada. I want to cum, fuck me and kiss me.” I leaned over and started french kissing her. This was very intense as I took her hands and put them in a cross shape over her head and held her wrists with my hand.

She was now locked and was in my mercy. I kept fucking the maid and kissing her. I could hear her say, “Yes, Yes, Like that. Yes! Yes!”

I started caressing her neck when she started sucking my neck and started biting me slowly. I let go of her wrist and then interlocked our fingers together. Then I whispered in her ears, “Cum for me, baby. Cum on my dick, didi.”

I fucked her as fast and hard as I could. I saw her tits bouncing up and down and within a minute or two, she let out a loud moan and I felt a wet feeling on my dick. Then she started to shake and I put my dick out. I immediately went down and put my mouth on her pussy, sucking and licking her when she was having her orgasm.

I could feel her getting tired, but she wanted to go again and wanted to make me cum. Then I told Anju to get out of bed and took her near the mirror. Facing the mirror, she put her hands on the dressing table and arched her back telling me to fuck in doggy style. I obeyed and put my dick inside her.

I pulled her hair as I thumped her from behind. Our eyes met and we smiled at each other as I fucked hard. The John Mayer album had already finished by then and there was only the sound of our moaning and the thumping sound of our quaffing.

“You like fucking your didi, dada?” she asked.

“Yes, Didi. I wanted to fuck you for a long time. I want to cum inside you”, I said.

She smiled and answered, “Not today. But surely you will cum inside me in the future. I want to swallow your cum like you did with mine.” This made me happy as we were going to fuck in the future and I like to cum inside a woman like her.

“I will be prepared with the pills next time, didi,” I said. I was coming close to my release and she kept mouthing “Mukhe felo, mukhe felo (cum in my mouth, come in my mouth)”.

I took my dick out and told her to come near and be on her knees. She knelt before me as I jerked and put my dick in her mouth. Within 10 seconds of fucking her mouth, I came and I came hard. I filled her mouth with my juice and she took it gracefully and waited for me to finish. Anju swallowed it with a cute smile on her face and looked at me.

I knelt beside her and hugged her. The sweat was dripping from both of us as I moved the sweat off her face and kissed her.

After almost an hour of intense fucking, we became tired and laid on the bed switching the fan on. We laughed and giggled thinking about what we did in the past hour and cuddled a bit. I told her to stay for lunch and ordered food. We then took a shower and cleaned and dried each other.

Anju hid when the delivery guy came to deliver the food. We ate our food naked and then slept in each other’s arms. After 2 or 3 hours, it was time for her to leave as it was close to dusk. She had to work in other places. So she got dressed and gave me a peck on the lips, saying, “I loved what we did today and I want to do it again. Maybe I will even let you cum inside me next time. But promise me you won’t tell anyone.”

“I promise, Didi. It is going to be our little secret”.

I fucked her 20-25 times after this day and each time, we enjoyed it like it was our first. I guess we wouldn’t have stopped if Covid didn’t come and I had to leave for Kolkata. We had not been in contact since I left Gurgaon 5 years ago.

I hope she is well with her family, and I hope to meet her someday. I miss her and I hope she misses me as well. Till that day comes I will cherish all the memories we made during our little affair we had.

Well, that is it guys. I hope you guys enjoyed reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it and reliving the passionate sex I had with my maid. She was more than a maid to me. During my lonely times, she was there, she cared for me and never asked anything in return.

It was a kind of love we wanted but couldn’t get through with it and I will keep these memories in my heart and take it with me to my grave.

If you guys enjoyed it please comment or email me at [email protected] for feedback. If there are positive reviews I will share more of the sex I had with Anju (name changed), the threesome I had with her and her friend, some stories with my maid back during my Graduation, and a one-time evergreen experience with my post-graduation college professor.