Wild Hardcore Sex with Maid – Part I

My wife and I are happily married and lead an active sex life. We have a set of 4year old twin boys who keep us quite busy. With a transferrable job, I now moved into handling the branch for a private sector bank and was posted in Agra. My wife and kids came for a while to test the place out during the holidays and we planned to close in on the schooling for the kids. My wife too wanted to get back to work as a teacher and found herself a good college to teach in. In order to handle the kids, we decided to convert our maid into a full time live-in maid, so that she could travel with us in case we shifted house again. That is when Shanti entered our lives.

The holidays continued and Shanti moved in with us in our bungalow. There was an outhouse where she stayed, which was however fit only for animals if you ask me. I never really bothered about the maid or the other house help, since my wife was keen to set the rules and décor of working – so I didn’t even care who came or went. Our bungalow had a huge living room with an attached dining table, the kitchen was such that it could be seen from both the dining table and the corner of the sofa in the living room. A fridge was right near the kitchen door and if the fridge door were to be opened, the entire kitchen entry would be blocked. No matter how much I told my wife to shift the fridge, she never did.

The living room connected to a bedroom in the ground floor which had an attached bathroom, though the bathroom also had a door from the dining room. It was kind of for the guests – either those who came for dinner, or those who stayed over. Frequently the kids would sleep in this room if they fell asleep watching TV. Next to this room was a staircase that led to the upper rooms. The staircase was a narrow and steep one, and as I realized later, with just one dull lamp in the mid-section. In the upper floor, there were 3 bedrooms, 2 bedrooms with proper attached bathrooms and a third bedroom with a bathroom that had a shared opening outside. A huge balcony was present just above the backside lawn.

As I said, my wife and I are quite active in sex. We would often have sex when the kids were asleep – either in the sofa or the lawn or the bedroom or the balcony. Once Shanti moved in, I did feel very restricted and held it against this maid that my sex life was getting affected negatively, since my wife would always be careful not to expose us. Even other habits of mine had to change, such as coming out of the bath naked or even small things like sitting in a lungi without any undies, careless of how my dick showed. I have a rather fleshy and veiny dick – it would be 4 inches when flaccid and at least a good 9 to 10 inches when erect. My wife had firm breasts with flat nipples, and had a good round ass, she always shaved her vagina which made oral sex easy.

With over two years of this kind of living, Malini now got an excellent break in Chennai in one of the topmost recognized colleges as an Associate Prof. The kids were also hitting class1 and I knew that within a year, I would get transferred too to Chennai to head South Zone. Malini planned to stay with her parents in Chennai, since they had a huge bungalow. Her father was a government contractor for building roads, and they had 4 servants in the house themselves. I wondered aloud whether Shanti’s services were required anymore but Malini was firm that we needed a full time maid of our own, not borrowed. So it was decided that Malini, the kids and Shanti would move to Chennai immediately and I would join the family within a year.

About a week or 10 days prior to this departure, one night a strange event happened. A drunk lout claiming to be Shanti’s dad landed up at our house and rang the bell. I was eating dinner while Malini opened the door and I could not hear what was happening but I could make out abuses being shouted by the man. I rushed to the door to find a man in a driver uniform complaining that we were stealing his source of income – his 21 year old daughter, and that he would not allow her to go to Chennai, and that he was taking her to the village to get married instead. In the midst of this chaos, for the first time I realized that Shanti was not a 14 year old overgrown girl but a 21 year old woman, however the thought passed quickly and I instead took a stick and literally beat the drunk away. Shanti did not come to work thereafter, and we assumed she had gone away with her father.

Nearly a month after Malini and the kids left, summer was at its peak with the occasional pre monsoon showers. I had been to Chennai once in between for a weekend and had managed to catch just one quickie with Malini. I was restless and without sex and had begun to consider going back to masturbation. On one such night as I was gently stroking my cock seeing Malini’s pics on facebook, the doorbell rang. I opened the door to find a very wet Shanti clutching a bag and nearly shivering. Out of habit I let her in and she walked silently towards the kitchen and proceeded to the attached outhouse. It was 11 pm. I opened my mouth to ask her something but was spellbound by her figure as the saree stuck to her body. I went to sleep dazed and with a raging hard on – as I saw Malini’s pics on Facebook, it was Shanti’s figure that came to my mind repeatedly as I tugged on my cock. And soon, with a wild roar I exploded cum all over… and just then Shanti opened the door, as spurt after spurt exploded from my cock, drenching the computer screen which had Malini’s photos open.

Shanti stared at my cock while I saw her – now in a loose nighty with no bra or panty – and my cock rose instantly. We both stared at each other – I was angry and embarrassed, she was ashamed… we muttered something and she shut the door and went away as I jumped into bed with a hardon and tried to imagine the implications of what had just happened as my cock continued to throb excitedly everytime Shanti came to my mind. I fought these feelings and managed to sleep eventually. At morning I woke up having forgotten what happened and walked into the kitchen wearing only a banian, with my dick hanging loose. I was brought back to reality when I saw Shanti sleeping in the kitchen on a bedsheet on the floor. She was now wearing a saree and blouse – her blouse buttons were all open and she wore no bra, and her breasts were clearly visible. The saree was worn below her navel and the soft curve upwards of her fleshy mound was visible. Her breathing caused her breasts to heave… my dick rose to all its 10 inch hardness and even as I was reaching to grab my dick, the milkman rang the bell. Shanti awoke with a start and saw me standing there with a hard on staring at her. I stuttered out – “Zaraa dekhna – doodhwale ne doodh rakha hoga – usko fridge mein daal dena” and I just turned and went straight to the bathroom on the ground floor.

Inside the bathroom I saw a bunch of clothes – old clothes of Shanti. I opened the bundle and her undies fell out. I picked them up with fingers shivering … while my erection was at its painful peak. I wrapped my cock with her bra as I instinctively held her panties to my nose and began to jerk my 10 inch boner furiously, images of Shanti from last nite and this morning at the kitchen flooded my mind… and with a huge growl I ejaculated all over the bathroom. I wiped my cum with her used clothes and felt a strong sense of shame and regret, as I stepped into the bedroom to wear a pajama – I was still nude wearing only a banian, when Shanti too entered the bedroom with coffee. Silently she walked past me and kept the coffee on the bedside table – and even as she did, her sweaty smell gave me a hardon again … and this time as she walked by, her hips brushed firmly against my monster cock – and she just went by.

Thus began the summer of my life….!