I was lucky to enjoy lusty experiences at many different locations (India, rest of the world), age groups (18-50+). Sharing some of them to keep the memmories alive.
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Maids were always my trusted buddies, always. Whenever I shift to new location or change flat, I always do take a while to find the right maid for my adventures. In 9 out of 10 cases, it worked brilliantly. This time, it’s her daughter who made it to my stick.
I recently shifted to a metro City for my work stuffs and it was a pleasant thing to notice that many from my native town was staying around my flat. I quickly made some friends and they knew I am in search for a maid. One of the neighbor gave a maids number and finally she started working for me. I stay alone and it’s a spacious 2BHK in the middle of city. She is from my native state, and instantly we got connected. She cooks great, keeps the floor clean, and always use to call me sir. I liked her dusky body, carefully tucked in saree, with silver anklets making sounds when she walks around. It was a nice thing to wake up seeing her, and her little talks usually gives the feel of home. I always find something interesting to talk with people who are around. She daily comes and talk about her daughter who studies in village school. Most of the time, it’s about her bad behaviour and how she is roaming around with boys at neighborhood. I console her it’s just the age, but she sometimes give her phone full of voice messages from daughter. I started replying to her too, and told maid to bring her to City, so that she will be under her control. Maid was very much interested in the idea, but she don’t have a place to keep her daughter safe too. So she was hesitant.
One day I told her, why don’t you stay back with me and bring your daughter also. I am not using the other room, so you can set it up for yourself. If she stays, she can cook and it will reduce my food bill also. In my mind, I wanted to play more with her daughter, but I kept that side away initially. She was thrilled with this plan, cos she gets a place to stay, food, job everything settled and her daughter will be staying with her too.
Next weekend she went home, then came back with her daughter. It was a Sunday, I was sleeping like hell after a Saturday night party. She tried the bell, but eventually opened up using her key and settled herself in the room. She asked her daughter to change and went to kitchen to make tea. Her daughter changed to a skirt and top, which is a bit tight to her curves. My maid aksed her daughter to give tea to me. She knocked my door and opened it up, walked in slowly to keep the tea near my bed. I had a thin blanket only on top of me..my chest hairs were visible. She was walking back, suddenly slipped on the thin fabric of blanket at the bed side. I got up and saw a young, curvy, dusky girl, saying “sorry sorry sorry”, non stop. I said it’s okay and slowly get myself out from bed. I wasn’t wearing any thing other than my sleeping shorts. I sat on the bed, rubbing my body gently myself and slowly took the tea in hand. She was still standing there, I asked her name. She said Shalu. Shalu was getting comfortable. She asked do you need anything else sir. I said, don’t call me sir, call me bhayya. Shalu was happy to hear that. She got the call from maid, asking her to go take shower. Shalu was like a young girl in dreamland.
I went to kitchen and maid started talking about her daughter issues. I said it’s okay, I will advice her as well. By noon time maid was getting ready to go to her friends place she use to stay, to pick up some belongings. She got a call in her mobile and she started yelling over phone. I asked her wats the issue, she said a local boy was behind her daughter and he is calling. She was saying her daughter also likes going around with that guy, she can’t control her daughter. Shalu came out from shower, with her hair kept on top, dress changed to just a long top like a frock. Shall heard what her mom said and got irritated. Shalu got angry and her mom was about to hit her in front of me. I quickly got in between and covered shalu from beating. I consoled her mom and told, you go and take care of things. I will talk to shalu.
Shalu was about to say something, but I kept my finger on my lips, and she kept quiet. I asked her to come sit on sofa and locked the front door from inside. She was sitting with too many things in mind. I sat on sofa and was texting in my mobile. After few minutes of silence, she poked me with her finger and showed a puppy face. I said, come here. She came and sat closer. I was assessing her, no one can say she is 19 year old. Nice pair of boobs with the nipple visible from the frock fabric. I kept my hand on her hand and told. Why are you running behind boys like this ? Your mom is worried and she is really sad about things with you. Shalu started holding my hand tight and said, bhayya I never had a boyfriend in life. All my friends have boyfriends and they tell romantic stories. I feel so sad for not having boyfriend. I want to learn everything before I actually love someone. I was getting more interested in the conversation. Shalu was holding my hand and kept it on her thinghs..moved much more closer to me..and was resting in my chest like a little girl. I liked the way it’s progressing, so I slowly pushed her to sit in my lap. She hopped on and started rubbing her cheek over my neck..I got aroused..my dick was all straight inside my shorts. Shalu was holding me close with her hands and her hands started moving around my body. I slowly started feeling her with my hands..she was making moves and twisting in my lap. My fingers were brushing her boobs and one hand went all down to find her wet mount. Shalu was sitting comfortable, closing her eyes, pressing my fingers deep outside her panties and my fingers started groping her nipples hard.
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P.S : Next part will tell how she became my awesome fucktoy. Later her mom also joins our little adventure.