My Mother With Our Young Servant
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Hi readers…This is the story of my mother who cheated my dad a few years back and that too with one of our house servant. My email is is [email protected] We are a nuclear family comprising of my dad, my mom and me. My dad is an alcoholic so he stays away from home for his guilty pleasures most of the time. My mom, then was 45 years old. She is a typical Indian housewife who is usually dressed in plain sarees with sindoor, bindiya and a mangalsutra claded around her neck. She is a very sober lady who is well known in and around our area as a very noble and dignified lady. But even the most respected and noble women are after all human who have the desire of being loved by a man. Who have the desire of being felt by the manhood of a naked man and to feel the heat and warmth oozing out of his body while making passionate and wild love to such noble ladies. And my mother was no exception to this hidden sexual desire. My mother was well aware of her unsatisfied lust and therefore to divert her mind from the same tried to keep herself busy in her daily household chores. Although she was well equipped to handle the work in and around the house but it was getting difficult for my mother to handle my father especially during his state after consumption of alcohol. It was then that one day my father got this young boy named Arvind into our house. Arvind must be around 21 years of age from northern India. He was tall slim with a tough body as he was indulged in hardcore labour for all his life since childhood. The cutting of stone masons and carrying heavy load on his shoulders had made him one tough hardened body person. However his facial looks were just the opposite to his rough hard body as he looked gentle and innocent. As days passed by my mother was getting comfortable with Arvind. She was getting free while speaking with him as slowly and gradually she started accepting him as one of the family members. What she was unable to understand was that one of the reasons for growing fond of him was also the fact that he was a growing man with a tough body…a body that she always craved to be under and being pressed against hers while she is moving her butt in a rhythmic position to feel the hard tool moving inside her oozing and dripping wet pussy. Arvind on the other hand was unable to understand the change of hormones in his body. He was unable to understand why he always wished to be with my mother and keep talking to her. Why his eyes move when she turn around and walk away and his eyes being glued on her round ass movements under the plain thin saree. Why he loved to see the cleavage of her well round busty boobs especially when the pallu of her saree moved even an inch exposing her blouse and the deep cleavage created by the tight blouse. He always felt his long cock getting very hard and tight and the only way to keep it calm was to press it and feel its hardness or think about something else till it gets relaxed. Whenever I heard both of them speaking I figured out that although the conversation was normal and plain but there was some kind of tension involved in the manner they spoke. May be it was sexual tension created as both had the feeling and desired to be loved and felt by each other but no one had the dare to take the 1st step forward. One day while my mother and Arvind were in the kitchen I heard them having conversation which was in Hindi however I shall translate and narrate the same in English. Arvind: Membsaab do you know Ritu Bhabhi? Mother: Ritu Bhabhi? Arvind: Yes Ritu Bhabhi…she stays three house ahead of ours… Mother: Oh you mean Mrs. Malhotra…yes of course…what about her? Arvind: She met me while I was on my way to the market to buy the items you had asked to purchase. Mother: So? Arvind: She asked me to walk along with her as she was going to the market too. Mother: (looks at him) Hmmm…(after sometime) I did not know that she knew you. Arvind: Memsaab I also never thought that she knew me but then as we were walking she told me that during her morning walks she has seen me at the verandah doing my push ups and that’s how she knows that I work here. Mother: Oh I see…So…What else did you both talk about? Arvind: She was telling me about her family and mainly about her husband who works at Dubai. She was saying that she was also looking for a guy like me to work at her house…In fact… Mother: What?? Arvind: She offered me to come to her place and work there for her..She said she will pay me much more than what I receive here as my monthly salary. Mother: How dare she? Wait I will call her and…How dare she asked you to leave from here…she….(went ahead to pick up the phone) Arvind: Please Memsaab don’t do this. I am sorry I upset you. I just wanted to tell you what happened that’s all. I am sorry madam. My mother had already held the phone receiver and Arvind while saying so jumped in front of her and caught hold of her hand. I could see my mother looking into the innocent eyes of Arvind and although she was making no efforts to make any calls from the telephone but she was also not making any efforts to remove her hands from the tight clutch of Arvind. Soon she realized that she was sweating on account of this sudden commotion and the pallu of her saree had shifted to a tight corner exposing her beautiful deep cleavage surrounded by the heavy mangalsutra and the wetness of the boundaries of her blouse as the drops of sweat slowly and gradually moved from her forehead to her neck and placed themselves comfortably on the thin lining of her blouse. My mother then slowly shrugged herself and Arvind let her hand go. I could see that mother wanted to ask him…Why?…Why did you let my hand leave the firmness of your grip..But being an Indian Housewife it was a very difficult task for her to gather her passionate thoughts and expose them by the use of words slipping out of her beautiful puffy lips. Days passed by and this singular incident was soon to be forgotten. Arvind used to take bath at the bathroom situated behind our house. It was not really a washroom but a room surrounded by red brick walls with no roof. One day as I was standing over the balcony I saw an amazing commotion at the bottom which made me completely startled. Arvind stepped into the bathroom. He removed his clothes and was stark naked. Soon thereafter I saw that rather than taking bath he poured water on his body and then closed his eyes…he placed his fingers on his nipples and started moving them in circular motion…his nipples got very erect and so was his cock which was jumping in excitement…he took the soap and started making lather and placed the lather on his cock…he was then slowly moving the lathered cock to and fro and enjoying the experience. But then I realized that this experience was not just enjoyed by Arvind rather at the extreme corner my mother was standing and through a missing brick was watching Arvind. I could sense that her breath was heavy as her cleavage was getting deeper every time she breath. She was also moving her hands on her blouse but she did not had the audacity to press her boobs or play with her nipples on her own…in some time she was caught in her moral dilemma and straight went into the bathroom to take bath in cold water and to wash away all the unwanted desires lurking in her mind. One day in the afternoon Arvind got very late from the market. I could see my mother getting very worried for him. Then I saw Arvind entering our gate but rather than stepping into the house he straight went into his room situated outside our house. He did not even look at my mother and simply entered his room and shut the door. I could see that my mother felt offended and therefore straight went towards his door. She realized although the door was shut but Arvind had not locked it. She was upset enough to not care for her manners and pushed the door open. She stood there for a second ad when I tried to peep inside I saw that Arvind was topless and only in his undies. My mother however did not care for a bit and stepped inside the room. Mother: Why were you so late? Why did you directly come into your room? Why have you taken off your clothes? Whats wrong? Arvind: Memsaab…Something happened today.. Mother: What? Are you alrite? Arvind: Memsaab today I again met Ritu Bhabhi…She wanted me to help her with her bags..I did and took the bags to her home.. Mother: That’s a nice thing…So r u tired? Arvind: Yes I am a little tired memsaab…but not because I had to carry bags….but… Mother: But? What? Arvind: Ritu Bhabhi made me do things to her… Mother: What things… Arvind: She called me in her room and then she started moving her hands on my face n then my neck n then she twitched my nipples..I was feeling excited…so I held her tightly by her waist and I started kissing her..she held my neck tightly and started moving her hands in my hair while I continued playing with her body..I then… Mother: Stop it!! U mean u fucked her? Arvind: No memsaab I did not…I just.. Mother: I just what? Arvind: I just ate her pussy till she cummed again n again n again… I could see how upset my mother was by hearing this…she stepped out of the room and went inside the house…I followed her slowly and saw that she had stepped into her bedroom..she just sat across the mirror and was looking very upset…but I just felt that she was thinking about something…as if she was fighting within herself and was trying to come out with a conclusion…atlast she simply stood up and she got out of the bedroom and went back to Arvind’s room. As soon as she entered the room she saw Arvind who was about to wear new clothes and was only in his towel. She looked at his hard body for a moment. She could see the drops of sweat dripping on his hard body moving from his neck…touching his nipples and then moving down by the side of his navel to his thin waist line. Arvind looked at her and said “Jee Memsaab?” Mother: I did not like this one bit what you have told me about you and Ritu Bhabhi… Arvind: I am sorry memsaab I just wanted to tell you the truth… Mother: How did you feel while you were doing this with her… Arvind: Memsaab she was enjoying a lot but then she did not do anything to satisfy my urge and then she just handed me some money and asked me to getout of her house…I felt as if I was being used by her… Mother: Arvind…I want to feel like a woman again…help me…. Arvind: Memsaab? And that was the moment when I mother just grabbed Arvind and held him tightly. It was enough for Arvind to understand what had to be done next. He took my mother in his arms and held her tightly. She was feeling the warmth of his topless body wrapped in a thin towel. He started slowly moving his hands on her back. And then he stuck her against the wall and held both her hands tightly. He looked into her eyes and started kissing her on her lips. He took her lower lips in his mouth and started sucking it. And then he took the upper lip and bit it a little. He inserted his tongue inside her mouth and they both started reciprocating to the kiss with their dancing tongues colliding with each other. He moved the pallu of her saree which fell on the floor and I could see the deep cleavage of my mother pressed against the bare chest of my servant Arvind. He started moving his wet tongue on her neck and then started kissing her in between her cleavage. She had closed her eyes and her back was bended against the wall. Her hands were clasped tightly against the hands of Arvind. And he was wildly licking with his tongue all over her cleavage making the boundaries of her blouse all wet. She was just moaning and enjoying the feel of the tongue of a man on her deep white cleavage. He then started unhooking her blouse but as the blouse was tight. He just held the blouse tightly and ripped it apart. I could see the astonishment and the lust at the same time in the eyes of my mother. He pulled down her black netted bra and her 38 c cup size boobs just came lurking out for his to taste their tenderness. She was simply standing being topless and the mangalsutra dangling on her big breast while Arvind continued holding the big boobs tightly in his hands. He was moving his fingers on her nipples and then I could see that he was pinching her nipples a little due to which her moaning had grown a bit louder. Arvind then held her boobs in his hand and placed his mouth on her erect pinkish nipples. He held her nipples in between his teeth and started sucking her nipples. She was moaning as if she was in ecstasy. He then pulled down her entire saree and she was wearing nothing below except her black panties. They both lied down on the floor itself. Arvind was wildly licking my mother wherever he can….on her face…lips…neck…he was playing with her big busty boobs as if he owns them…he then pulled down her panties…slowly he started moving his fingers on her pussy lips…he grabbed her pussy lips and pressed them gently…she grabbed his hair and pulled his face below on her nipples…he got the idea and started sucking her nipples passionately…at the same time his middle finger slowly started sliding inside her pussy…he started moving his finger inside out her pussy wildly and at the same time was biting and licking her nipples. My mother was simply moaning in enjoyment as no words could express the joy of being loved by a real man….her facial expressions could depict the enjoyment and satisfaction she felt on being loved by a man over and over again. He then went lower and started kissing her navel. He inserted his tongue inside the navel and started sucking the navel wildly. At the same time he continued fingering my mother’s pussy due to which each moment for my mother was getting more and more filled with ecstatic pleasure. Arvind then spread my mother’s legs. He started kissing her white thighs. He moved his tongue and but the flesh of her thighs gently. At the same time he moved his face closer to her pussy lips. She was already wet and her pussy juice was oozing out. He kissed her pussy lips. He then licked the outer portion of her pussy lips. She was moving her face from one direction to another as if she was unable to bear the pleasure she was experiencing. He slowly inserted his tongue inside her pussy and he was licking her pussy profusely as if he was smooching her pussy lips. My mother held his hands and in some time placed them on her big boobs. She wanted him to play with her boobs while he continued eating her pussy. Arvind then was moving his fingers on her nipples…was pinching them…pressing her boobs..grabbing them..playing with them in every manner and at the same time was licking her pussy juice. At last she could not take it anymore and she opened her eyes. She looked at Arvind and said..”Arvind please come on top of me….its been years since I have not felt ‘it’ inside me…Put it in naa..please…” Arvind smiled at her and within no time was stark naked and on top of her. My mother was moving her hands on his bare back while he continued wildly kissing her. Slowly her legs were widened by him and he held her hands and guided her hand to his cock. She grabbed his cock which was very thick and hard. She held his cock and pressed it a little. She smiled looking at him and then guided his cock towards her pussy. He then started sliding his cock inside her pussy. And then his cock was completely inside her pussy. He started moving to and fro on top of her and she had grabbed him tightly in her arms to feel the warmth of his naked body on her. He was jerking wildly and with each hard thrust pushing his hard cock inside her wet pussy I could see the mixed expression of little pain and more pleasure on my mother’s face. He continued moving his cock inside her over and over again till he was about to cum. As he tried to take out his cock my mother surprisingly held his ass cheeks tightly and asked him to cum inside her as she has been craving too long to be filled by a man. He obliged her request and thrust harder now till his entire man juice completely filled the wet pussy of my mother. Although they wished to continue doing it more but for the time being both looked satisfied and content for the time being. My mother was lying next to our servant and Arvind had placed his hands on her boobs as if he now owns her completely. My mother was satisfied as she had the opportunity to be loved, caressed and played by a man..a hunger that was unsatisfied for years which now was not only satisfied but with days ahead she knew well it was not the first time that she would be lying naked with our servant on a hot sunny afternoon. If you have loved the incident that I have narrated then do mail me at [email protected]. If you wish to have a nice time with me then I am open for the same. Waiting for your response. Have a nice day. My Mother With Our Young Servant