Fucked My Newly Married Unsatisfied Maid – Part 1
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Hi readers. I’m Sarfaraz Khan a 23 year old male from South India, single. Those girls and guys who haven’t read my previous stories are requested to read them and enjoy. I’m sure you’ll enjoy shagging. I’ve had many experiences with women from various walks of life, from teenagers to middle-aged aunties and from fair to dusky ones. I loved each and every encounter and it had a totally different feeling every time. I will tell you in the subsequent stories about all of those. So coming straight to the story. It’s about my former house maid Lakshmi. I said former because she no longer works here. I’ll tell you why in the story. So this true incident happened 3 years back. This story is in full detail as it is the style I write. So have patience and enjoy it. About Lakshmi, she was 17 years when she joined our house as a maid. I don’t even remember because I was a kid back then. My sexual knowledge came only after 19 years and now Lakshmi was about 21 years old. I began fantasizing about her during my masturbation sessions as she was the only female close to me at that time. She used to call me brother. But neither did she felt awkward when I started staring at her more than before. But deep inside me, she was my first love rather the first crush. To tell a bit about her, she was from a nearby village and used to come every day by bus to my house. At the time of the incident, she was newly married ie, 6 months back. Every one in my family had attended her marriage. I still remember I shagged off uncountable times to her marriage pics. She was in reality too so beautiful that anyone would turn twice to look at her. The innocence of village girls, the typical hallmark nose ring, the neat hairstyle and the hard-working body like a mature woman. Her boobs were obviously more than an average girl of her age. When she walked her ass swung as she maintained it perfectly due to the hard work. She always used to wear chudidars to work before her marriage. It popped out her boobs like two footballs. I used to go to the first floor of our house to shamelessly stare at them. So after marriage, she started wearing saree which relatively was less revealing than her dresses. She looked beautiful in them. In the first two months of her marriage, I noticed that she was happy and always a smile stayed at her face. I was both happy and jealous of it. So the actual story starts now. After about some 6 months into her marriage, I noticed she suddenly changed all of a sudden. The smile she wore disappeared into a sad face. I knew something was wrong. I couldn’t see her in that way. I noticed she also started losing interest in work. My parents would sometimes scold her a bit but I always defended her. So the incident happened when my parents had gone to attend some function for a week. They told Lakshmi to take care of me. I was happy inside as it was a golden chance to seduce her. On the day my parents left I acted like I’m still sleeping when she came. She called out my name but I acted like I’m sleeping. Out of purpose I had removed my shorts and was totally nude under the blanket. She called me but I acted like I’m sleeping. She hesitated to enter my room. But she did and now called me from even near. Still, my cock wasn’t visible. When she called me in the ear I acted like I was startled. I immediately took off the blanket to expose my fit body and erected member. She was staring there with horrified eyes. I acted like I’m still not getting the situation only to extend the show a bit more. Now my circumcised member was in full mast at 90 degrees and 8 inches. I suddenly looked at Lakshmi now covering her mouth in shock. I quickly put on the blanket. But only after she had another look at my throbbing monster. I said, “Sorry sorry, Lakshmi. When did you come? You should have called me before entering!” She told me that she did call but I didn’t wake up. I told her, “I have a habit of sleeping naked so don’t mind.” I saw shame plus lust in her eyes but she said,”It is ok. No problem.” My plan was working well. Now I went for a bath. My plan was to give her a second show when she comes to sweep my room. I heard the bolt open. At the same time, I came out of the bathroom in a towel that barely covered my cock. Though it was flaccid it was not less than 5 inches and clearly showing. My carved body with water droplets made her look more curious. I didn’t try to interrupt her show so continued watching her staring me from top to bottom. I ‘caught’ her when our eyes met and she blushed by looking down. I too passed a wicked smile. I knew now that soon I’m tasting the village beauty. I told her she can continue sweeping while I changed. She told, “Ok.” I was drying my body and hair while continuing to stare her shapely ass maintained perfectly. The saree on her young body looked ravishing. I wondered how long she’ll stay in shape after marriage especially once her hubby starts fucking her ass. She continued to work not looking at me while I continued to stare at her while changing. She couldn’t hold enough and turned her head slightly to look directly at my cock and I again caught her. I badly wanted to pounce on her the same moment but controlled myself. I wanted her to beg for it. I changed to a Bermuda as I went downstairs for breakfast. She was not able to make eye contact with me and was blushing continuously. Omg, she looked beautiful like that. I felt she is my newly married wife waiting for the first fuck. She served me breakfast standing. I told her to sit with me at the dining table. She told, “Are main baith nahi sakti sahab. Acha nahi lagta.” I told her to sit as I was ordering. She reluctantly took the last seat. I told her to come and sit next to my chair as it’ll be easy to serve. Soon we both were having breakfast together. I was feeling like a husband while she served me food. I also served her in spite of her protests. Soon our hands were touching and I felt the heat emerging from her body. Now our shoulders were touching each other. Omg, her skin was super smooth. Her short blouse gave me good exposure to feel her skin. I saw her breathe heavily but no protests. I sensed this was the moment. I suddenly held her face in my hands and said, “I love you, Lakshmi.” She too as if waiting to hear it said, ” I love you too, Sarfaraz.” We kissed exchanging the breakfast with our mouths. I fed her the dosa inside my mouth and she fed me the idli from her mouth. Omg, it tasted beautiful. We continued exchanging our breakfast of course with our mouths. Now we were full. It was time for action. To be continued. So girls/aunties/guys how was the story? Hope you liked my style of writing. Any feedback, comments, ideas, and suggestions are welcome. Any aunty or girl from India especially South India interested in some fun can mail me without worrying about your privacy. My id is [email protected].