Poooja With Him
love, maid, threesome

Hi this is Priya again with my promise to share what happened to Pooja afterwards. I told you about my husband and me in my last story and about Pooja’s feelings in her early young life. But Pooja had to grow further and taste real fruits of life. SO far she had been very helpful in making me nurse my child. I had started liking the way she attended me to feed my baby. Even if I could do it myself, I was more in habit of calling her over to hold my breast while I adjusted my baby. I liked her touching my breast like that. With my breast size going to 36C and her remaining at 32, she was quite a touch to me! I am not sure if it is just my feeling / fantasy or was it real, but I had started to see Pooja as a very firm body, shaping up faster than ever and one that either shouldn’t be touched or if yes, should be touched all the time. With her help to feed the baby I had trained her to slightly squeeze me to release more milk on the pretext of feeding the baby. She didn’t know that time that while she helped me nurse the baby, there was the soaking me and stained bed for her to later take care of. She even asked me how come I soaked the bed so much. I told her it is baby feed and her soft touch that releases fluid from all over. She giggled as ever. My feed sessions would normally take place when Raj, my husband, had left for work. Nights were different when I had started to take Raj’s help with feeds. His helping hand wouldn’t stop there and most of the times we would end up feeding my poor husband more than the poor baby. At one time things went so out of control that I had to lie by my side to attend to the baby while Raj finished his job on me down there. Later he soaked my breast with his milk and then sucked off his as well as mine. I had started seeing Raj wanting to get more and more of a woman and could sense he had the power to go on for more. I would give up after few rounds because I had my portion in the day time also when he wasn’t around, whatever little with Pooja, that is. And this took me to a situation once when I let Raj work on me while my thoughts worked on Pooja. I didn’t realize when I called out her name, to much surprise to Raj. I apologised and we continued to finish the job in hand. Later Raj admitted that his climax soon after my calling Pooja’s name was pretty obvious since his thoughts also wondered where mine were. He was probably more aroused now but I had had my bit – in fact enough. From then on, both of us would tease each other taking Pooja’s name. In some sense we had started looking at her as our personal fun catalyst. I had started to sympathise with Raj whenever I was finished and he wanted more and hence I started recommending Raj to think about whoever (wanting that to be Pooja) and finish his work in thoughts. Pooja was becoming like a soft cuddly baby to both of us. At times we would feel for her just like our child, our own baby, so much so when I was alone with her I would ask her to sleep in my lap or against my shoulder or chest. I had seen Raj also indicating some very caring feelings for Pooja. For example he once asked me why Pooja wears only 2-3 sets of clothes, maybe she doesn’t have more. I teased him saying you could ask her directly rather than having me get an answer from her on your behalf. Later in the day I thought I will have to give Raj more freedom and encouragement to be friendly with Pooja. But if I told Raj, he would get very conscious and may withdraw. So I had to give them opportunity alone yet not missing on any action. I got into action technologically – meaning I had to secretly and efficiently. I searched internet, I consulted IT hardware people and got secret cameras (pen sized) setup at strategic locations in the house. Since streaming media could be risky and costly, I had to be contended with recordings only. So one Sunday I told Raj I have an invitation to friend’s place on lunch. So he will need to be home as we can’t leave Pooja alone at home. Raj was hesitant initially but later agreed responsibly. I obviously didn’t have any invitation, and only wanted them to spend time together. I took our baby with me and went to spend some time at a mall. Before leaving, I called Pooja and told her to take care of Raj just as she did me and as friendly as she can be. In seemingly tough tone I also told her to please Raj as per his needs and not let me down. She felt shy and agreed with a promise. Later when I saw the recording, I saw Raj going to Pooja and started asking her if she is fine and needs any help. He also tried convincing her to feel very comfortable with him and not feel shy at all. He then asked her his favourite question – why does she have only 2-3 pairs of clothes? She replied that’s what she has. He asked her to show her clothes, she refused saying she will feel shy. He insisted and held her hand to take her to where she kept her clothes. She giggled and shook her hand off and said she is feeling very shy. He said it is ok, he won’t force her. But asked her to tell what all she has. She said she has a loose pyjama, two t-shirts, a skirt, a waist blouse, towel, etc. He kept asking what else; she said nothing else that she can tell him. He said come on Pooja I am married and I known what all clothes girls have; your bhabhi shows her all clothes to him me also. She didn’t say anything and just giggled and said if you know that’s what she has. This was so exciting, both opening up and feeling shy or hesitant. That night, Raj just won’t leave any part of me and made me pretty audible. I was aware my sounds could wake Pooja up but I was not to care. In fact I wanted that and it did. I saw somebody hiding behind the curtain and trying to peep in. I deliberately didn’t tell Raj or he would have stopped. I pretended not to have seen her and kept making some noises. Soon Raj came off and surprisingly called out Pooja’s name with deep breathing. I saw the shadow behind the curtain suddenly straighten up and starting to go away. I told Raj that I understand him for having taken Pooja’s name because it is Pooja who is so lovable. I pretended innocent by suggesting him that I know you and I both love her like our family and it is natural to have her name come out by mistake because it did with me also. I know, I lied. Raj thanked me for my understanding and went on to apologised before he fell asleep I knew what Pooja had seen and heard today, she would be far from sleeping so soon. After Raj was deep in sleep I slipped out to check on Pooja in her room. I sneaked in to find her hugging tight to her pillow lying sideways and prominently showing her hip rounds. I saw her moving a lot from behind with prominent hip movement. I loved her craving for love. Pooja’s sneaking peeking continued more like a regular ritual while I continued giving her enough opportunities and hints – always inviting her for the show. I loved seducing her. Next I had to take another reason to visit my relative along with the baby. Raj was forced to take leave and stay home. It wasn’t too hard for me to convince him to take an off – after all he had his vested interests. Before leaving I told Raj in front of Pooja to take her out for some shopping as I feel she has fewer clothes to choose from. When I saw their video later I saw Raj and Pooja walking in with a few bags in hand. Raj suggested her to try her new clothes and as she took the clothes away to try them, he asked her where is she going and she should try and show Raj the fitting. She said she will come back and show. While she was gone, I saw Raj quietly going close to her room and extending his ears to the door wanting to ‘hear’ her change. He also attempted (in vain) to peek in but couldn’t, even though the door wasn’t tight shut. I guess he didn’t gather enough courage yet. but what was remarkable was that his right hand worked on him all this while, and there was no doubt he was turned on with the thought Pooja was changing her clothes in a room so close where he stood. After a while Pooja came out in a white blouse and skirt that was really knee high. She felt shy and said it is a bit short, but Raj said it is just right and nothing is seen. Raj held Pooja by her shoulders in an assuring gesture and said she looked lovely. She shyly smiled and went away. Raj insisted on her trying the other dress too which she did. This time Raj rubbed himself more strongly than before. She came out wearing tight pants and a t-shirt (pretty tight and shapely). Raj stared deep into her which was even evident in the camera! Raj then left for the bathroom and I know why. Rest of the recording was not relevant. I couldn’t do many recordings for next few weeks, until one night I saw Raj got up and went to Pooja’s room. I followed him and used Pooja’s technique to hide behind the curtain and watch. Pooja lay fast asleep when Raj approached her and touched her stomach first slowly taking his hand to her protruding breasts. From the confidence it seemed this wasn’t the first time for him with her. Slow movements to fell the roundness & its tautness, while the left hand playing on himself. I was lost in the scene as Raj drew his finger through Pooja’s stomach, naval in between her legs, raising her skirt high enough to feel and see the smoothness of tight thighs contained therein. I could see Pooja in her regular blue panties, which I presume would no longer be dry, given my experiences with Raj’s touch. It was then that I realised my own wetness dripping through my own thighs. I was loving the sight of my husband loving my love. Raj movements on himself grew faster till he rushed to pick up a blouse of Pooja lying close by to drain his juices out in them. I must admit I drained out myself. Pooja was still asleep, nice pretender that I would believe. Something in me said Pooja was a party to this game and in her capacity, a seducer herself. Haven seen them in action with Pooja’s love loyalty for me no less than before, he handling my body for massage and breast feed was getting more exciting for me. Soon I had to have Pooja give me a bath. When Raj went to office one day, I proposed this to her. She went shy again but then I told her we don’t have to be naked and suggested what she could wear in bath with me. Her white cotton blouse, a bit stained now, and her skirt were obviously my best choice. I asked her to suggest what I should wear and she suggested me in nighty. The first stream of water from the shower on her certified me of my choice of her clothes and I am sure I didn’t disappoint her either. I took the initiative to out soap on her all throughout while she kept requesting me not to and allowing her to go and pee. She thought it was the cold water effect and I knew it was the hot juice effect in her. I didn’t allow and we rubbed our soaps on to each other and declared each other as our lovers. Hot water, hot atmosphere, and hot bodies – we didn’t have time to shy away or seduce any more. The time was ripe when I was applying soap inside her thighs and I declared that I knew she loved Raj like hell. I took Raj’s name to her about 4-5 times in succession to make her reach a sharp jerk with juices ejaculating out to the soap surrounding her tiny mound. I kissed her on lips and promised my Raj to her all for herself. No words from her confirmed the appointment for some day. Our plan begun when after a few days of she imagining herself with Raj, I finally let her be with him one night. I declared I will be staying with my cousin and would like a day off from baby after these 51/2 months. So baby could be left sleeping in our room, with me sneaking in the house Raj not knowing, Raj in his room and Pooja in hers. As planned Pooja suggested to lay Raj’s bed and if needed apply oil to his hair before he sleeps. Raj said he loved the idea and would like to extend this to a massage session. Pooja knew what it meant but pretended not knowing how to massage him unless it meant same way as she did me. Raj agreed to let her show how she massaged me and they went off at this. Raj lying in his shorts, no shirt, bare chest with Pooja using a Vaseline cream to start her job. Pooja was in her tight t-shirt and the short knee high skirt. Raj requested her to let this remain a secret between them to which Pooja agreed, even though knowing I was hiding not so far from them and having a view. Raj had to stop her after 2 minutes to adjust himself, obviously, and turned to lie on his stomach and told Pooja to apply massage to his back. The shorts would have contained him in a normal condition, but this was no longer normal. Pooja saw his manhood from his behind tucked between his thighs. With his legs slightly spread out, they were visible to me too. I waved to Pooja to touch it, but she refused, at least for now. This was getting too much for Raj now, so he turned and complained that she wasn’t doing the massage properly. Without waiting for her reaction and without warning, he took some cream and started applying it on Pooja’s bare legs. He held her close to his chest and took one of his creamy (creepy) hands to her thighs. Pooja moaned loud and struggled a bit. A bit. Raj asked her to lie down which although she showed some resistance, she did. Raj’s hands applied to her quickly giving her no time to react. In and out, up and down they went her skirt. Suddenly Raj asked her, Pooja are you wearing panty? She moaned loudly again but couldn’t reply. He asked again, what about your bra? She couldn’t reply and was breathing heavy. Raj turned her over and took his massage-cream hands under her blouse, and bra. With her back and stomach in full massage, he unhooked her from behind and didn’t wait to start massaging her breasts. Pooja was wild on fire..and Raj was not to stop. Raj had now to declare, Pooja, I Love You. Pooja was so shy that she wrapped herself around Raj at this. It was like two bodies on fire of love. Raj wanted her naked now but she being shy kept avoiding coming to that state. Raj’s force took on her and he removed her blouse, bra and panty in that sequence, leaving her just in skirts. As if lust took over him, he smelled, licked Pooja’s panty like her lover as she tried covering her breasts with her hands. The next thing that happened was Raj getting in her skirt to kiss her womanhood. Wish he had stopped there, but I know how his tongue starts to work there, and it did. Pooja cried out loud and called for me, requesting me not to hide and come to her rescue. Ohh, the secret plan was out, Raj taken aback, but I quickly asked him not to stop there…he haven understood the game should now continue with me as party to the game. Pooja looked at me with a requesting held-needed looked. I assured her of the love that was to come and continued on the same path as Raj’s. Seeing Raj unable to hold it any longer, I had to guide him to her. I held his now naked manhood and having wetted Pooja enough with my kisses and lickings, showed Raj’s manliness the way to the tight love cave. Pooja would have cried out a bit loud, but my timely placement of lips onto hers guided her sounds inside me. Raj knew his love, his tempo, his speed, his rhythm. Amidst slurpy sounds of love movements and kisses, Raj and Pooja came together with a sudden jerk. I licked the extra juice mixed love water as their treat. I didn’t want Raj for myself that day. Sharing him with Pooja and enabling Pooja discover intense love was orgasmic enough for me. Now, if you would excuse me, I would like to be left alone with those memories for some time. Love you all.