How I Tricked My Maid And Gave Her The Fuck Of Her Life

I have been an Indian sex stories reader and have enjoyed almost all the stories but my special category is Maid/Servant and browse through all stories from this category as soon as they come up. I have been eyeing maids since a long time but could not nail even one due to various reasons.

Finally, I got my chance when I was transferred to another location and my family could not join me for a couple of months. I am 36 years old and have a well-built up body with a thick dick measuring 5.5 inches but having a girth of 2.5 inches. My maid, Lata, is 42 years old and has a voluptuous and salivating boobs measuring 38D, waist measuring 34 and huge mounds of ass measuring almost 40.

This happened when I rented a house and was searching for maids for household work and cooking. I had befriended the watchman of our building and asked him to find 2 or 3 good ones. I had implicitly conveyed my intentions to him and he understood them. Next morning, he came to my doorsteps with a chubby maid of wheatish complexion having 38D sized bulging boobs from her blouse, a chubby waistline and having a 360 degree ass curvature. Her face deceived her age suggesting that she was not more than 35 years, but yes she was 42 years old. When Lata met me she was not wearing a bra as my eagle eyes behind my specs noticed it. On first eye-contact she noticed me ogling her luscious milky boobs and she started looking at her feet.

I asked the watchman to leave us alone for a round of interview. He left and I asked her whether she is well-versed with the household chores and cooking. She nodded a shy yes. I asked her about her family and she mentioned that her husband passed away 3 years back in a road accident and she has one girl who is married. Lata was staying in a nearby chawl with her old mother-in-law and was practically alone. Her family history was most suitable to turn my fantasies to reality. Having heard her family history, my lund became tight and I inadvertently adjusted it as it was hurting me and was ready to pop out of my trouser on my slightest command to witness Lata’s lustful figure.

I somehow convinced my dick to stay indoors while I manage things outdoors and he obliged. She noticed my act but neglected it. I assumed that she was a shy lady so I wanted to check whether the watchman has explained what needs to be done? She acknowledged, but I wanted to be sure whether he had explained my sexual needs so I asked if she can take care of me? She looked into my eyes with a suspicion and asked me what do I mean? I thought to lower the pace of my desires and changed my version to state that I need good food and I will not retain her but accidentally blurted out “I will not retain her if she is not tasty.” I quickly corrected myself to say “I mean the food.”

I asked her to go to kitchen and prepare a good breakfast for me. After having my breakfast, I will decide whether I can employ her. Knowing that she will need my help in kitchen, I took my position in drawing room. Just while I was adjusting my lund in my undies, she came and asked for my help to locate cooking stuff. Having looked at me in such a position, she giggled and went back to kitchen.

I immediately rushed there and asked what made her giggle? She said that I was adjusting my crotch and she found it funny. I said its because of heat and under the pretext of showing the stuff, I stood at her back and leaned on her to fetch the cooking stuff kept on a high shelf making her feel the whole length of my tight dick on her ass. She adjusted herself to move out of the way but I pressed her to restrict her movement.

While she started cooking, I started asking her things like how many houses she covers in a day and what she does in her free time, whether she likes movies, etc. She mentioned that she finds Akshay Kumar to be more romantic and that I resemble Akki in many ways. Just as she mentioned that I held her hand and pulled her towards me for a Ball Dance. She struggled to move away and I allowed her movement to give her the confidence. I did not leave her hand and ran my index finger from her forehead to her lips, looked lustfully into her eyes and told her that I find her very attractive.

I came closer to her and she stood stunned not believing that I would move so fast on this one. An idea just clicked me and I moved away from her and started laughing loudly saying that I was just pulling a joke on her. She was annoyed and told me that my gesture sent shivers down her body. I inquired, “where?” She started showing me how goose bumps have erupted on her hands. I again took her hand and ran my fingers from her wrist up to her shoulders and ran them along her collar bone. She was now finding me awkward and asked me to stop it. She started to go and I stopped her and apologized.

I told her that having stayed away from my wife I am sex starved and I find it difficult to control myself in presence of a beauty like her. I went ahead and told her that I feel she is also sex starved in absence of her husband. Having heard my confession, she gave me a look as if I had read her carnal desires and a tear rolled down her cheek. She stated in sobby tone that she misses her husband and the way he made love to her but now she cannot bring him back and re-live those moments.

I started to enjoy this sadistic moment and said, “Tu apne pati ko nahi laa sakti aur mein apni patni se dur hu. Waise toh hum dono ek dusre ke saamne hai par hum done ke sine mein ek hi lava dehak raha hai.” She gave a loud sigh and cursed her destiny for it. I decided that I will take it bit easy and allow her to be comfortable with my presence as I sensed she is sex starved and will exhibit great energy if I allow her to naturally fall for me. I passed her in her breakfast test and asked her to leave and come back on next morning by 8 a.m.

I was thinking on how to dramatize our first sex as to make it look like destiny’s design and not my ploy. An idea struck my mind and the same day I applied for 2-day sick leave. I got up at 7 a.m. the next morning and started to litter the house with my household stuff and unbolted the main door. I made a drunk face and laid down in my hall and closed my eyes. When Lata came she saw me lying down in hall and my house in shambles. She was shocked and nudged me to wake me up. I started to act drunk and started blabbering my wife’s name. Lata was relieved to learn that I am alive. She then sprinkled water on my mouth but I did not get up. She rolled me, lifted my T Shirt and started to rub my back.

I again blabbered my wife’s name and said, “Bohot din hog aye tune mujhe chuye hue… Aaj mujhe apne pyar se tarbatar kar de jaanu.” Lata could not make head or tail of why I was saying these words. She punched my back very hard and I had to come out of my acting and sat up expressing surprise as to what had happened and why my house is littered? She told me that I was very much drunk and had slept in the hall the whole night and was repeating my wife’s name asking for sex from her. I expressed shyness and apologized to Lata for witnessing my behaviour. She said that she understands me and it is fine for me. I asked her to heat up some water as I will take a bath and will not go to office as I want to set my mind straight. Taking the hot water, I went to bathroom and purposely did not take my towel.

I sat in the bathroom for 15 mins without making any noise. This made Lata suspicious and she knocked on the door, but I did not reply. She pushed the door open and found me sleeping naked on the floor. She thought that I was drunk very much and not in my senses. She sprinkled warm water on my face and body to bring me back from the dead. I sprang up and saw her on sitting on her knees with the saree folded up to her thighs revealing her hairy pussy. Her pussy was the first sight I saw in my sitting posture and was glued to this love hole. She started to cover it by pulling her saree down but she could not and lost her balance falling on me.

I plunged like Jhonty Rhodes and grabbed her boob under the pretext to balance her. Since the bathroom was small it was difficult for us to move freely and she had to take my support to stand up. All these actions made my lund give a standing ovation to my plan. As she started to stand up, she first came to doggy style and I held her waist to support myself to stand up but I sat down again. This gave goosebumps to her and she turned back to find my dick in its full glory. Her eyes were glued to this sight and she uttered, “Arey baba… sahib ki halat sahi mein bahut kharab ho gayi hai… Abhi kya karu unko hosh mein lane mein…” I again started to blabber my wife’s name and started to rub my lund. I caught Lata and started to call her as my wife and asked her to bathe me and relieve me by giving me a handjob. She started to move away but then returned back thinking that I was not in my senses and that I will not remember any of this

She started slowly caressing my dick and dick and I started to enjoy it. It seemed like she was also enjoying the act and was using her other hand to rub her pussy. I was waiting for this moment and started to pull her towards me. I made her sit on my lap and kissed her ear lobes and neckline. This act made her hiss like a cobra and I could feel my crotch getting wet from her vaginal juices. I was still acting drunk to make her feel that I am not in my senses and she can take full advantage of me. This made her very comfortable and she was performing the act very naturally. I started to unbutton her blouse and she dug my head into her sweet sweaty melons.

I gave a big love bite on her left boob and she just gave a small squeak as if she wanted it. I removed her blouse and revealed those heavy melons and started to bite her big black nipples which had now grown like a peanut. This peanut was causing my dick to grow even further and I could not control.

I told her to be ready for penetration in sitting position and without a doubt she lifted her saree and guided my lund towards her love hole. She was not able to cope up in small space so she got up and pulled me to my bedroom and laid me over my bed. She undressed her saree and got on top of me. I pulled her from the back of her hairs and have a good French kiss and did not leave her for a good 5 minutes. She was gasping for breath at the end of our kiss but started to rub my dick on her love hole. I started to lift my ass and tried to shove it in but her pussy was tight and wanted some time for acclimatization. Having played with her pussy for quite some time, I started to push it in with strong jerks and she was also cooperating as if she wanted it more badly than me.

I gave a strong push and could feel her flesh moving apart and my lund touching her 4th base. She gave a loud grunt like a pig and I got worried that her voice will be heard outside my flat. I asked her to lower her voice and she started to stroke me. She was slow and started to gain speed and the noise of “phuch phuch… phach phach…” filled our honeymoon suite. She was lifting her whole gaand and taking my lund out of her pussy and then again inserting it.

This was giving me a hard time to control myself and I was about to cum. I held her ass in my hands and told her that I am going to cum and I want her to swallow my first cum as I jerk almost 10 jets. She obliged and took my dick which was full of her vaginal juices in her mouth and started to take the whole length. I immediately squirted around 12 jets of sperms and she was still milking my dick as if she wanted more of it. The look in her eyes suggested that she was very much interested in sex but death of her husband mandated her celibacy.

Then I took her in missionary position and began to thump strong thrusts and she went completely berserk. She started to sway her ass to sides suggesting me to enter it but I was not finished with her pussy and wanted her to cum. She immediately caught my head and dug it in her mouth, held me tightly and gave out 6 to 7 squirts of her cum. I could feel her vaginal walls contracting and relaxing giving me a great pleasure and I cummed instantly feeling this motion. It was a great feeling. Having exhausted from this exercise, I just fell on her and she started to move her hands in my hairs. We lied down in this position for around 20 – 25 minutes and I got up to clean myself.

She also joined me to bathroom and we gave each other a good bath. She came out enveloping a towel covering her boobs and just covering her pussy but exposing half her ass from behind. This gave me a sudden erection and I pulled her from back and shoved my lund in her big ass and started my nitro booster thrusts. She was tired from our earlier excursion but went on her knees to guide my cock in her ass hole. It was her first anal and she requested me to be soft with her. I brought some coconut oil from bathroom, applied it on my finger and inserted it in her ass. She was uncomfortable with my act but stayed quite.

I kept my finger insider her ass and started to stroke it to make it more accommodating for my dick when it enters. I pulled out my finger and started dripping coconut oil in her ass. I felt that she is now ready for the cannon. I immediately took my dick, applied some oil and started to insert it. Oil and finger insertion made my entry real smooth and painless and she started to enjoy the act asking me to go deeper. She said, “sahib bohot mazaa aa raha hai gaand marvaane mein… mein toh faaltu mein hi apni chut sehlaati rehti hu… Aap roz meri gaand par hi apni top phodoge toh hi apni chut aapko dungi…” I was like awestruck on hearing these words and went faster. After around 10 mins I cummed and that relieved both of us of all our bodily juices. It was an experience which I had never felt in my life and felt very satisfied.

She started to get up and dressed herself to leave from the house. Before leaving, she expressed her concern what people will say and that her daughter’s married life might be in jeopardy if this unnatural sex of ours goes public.

I told her that no one will know if both of us do not choose to disclose it to anyone. She looked confused and I grabbed her hair-bun and pulled her and pressed a hard kiss on her lips. She was bit relieved to learn that both of us need to do this in conceit and that none of us were going to expose it to outside work. I offered her to approach me for any financial issues, but she denied stating that she got all she wanted and will continue to approach me for sex even after my wife starts staying with me. Please post your comments on my story so that I can write an improved version on how I fucked my neighbor aunty.