Sexy Nimmy And Me
maid, office, servant

My name is Anand, I am 38 years old and run my own small business. I go to my office at about 8.30, and my 3 employees come in at about 9.30. Until then, it is just my peon and me. When we open the office, our busty maid, Nirmala, aged about 24, and recently married, comes in to clean the office. Nirmala is jet black, but has a nice face and a curvy, tight body. Nirmala was also our maid at home, and whenever possible, I always used to watch her bend down and sweep and mop the floors, when her pallu would move off her chest, offering me a good view of her mammoth titties. She never wore a bra, and when she wore light coloured blouses (which was often), I could make out her dark nipples. Whenever she sensed I was watching, she would push the pallu back to cover her big boobs, but they wouldn’t stay that way for long! About a month back, my peon called me saying he was unwell. When I reached the office, Nirmala was already standing outside the door and I unlocked the door. She asked me why my peon had not come yet, and I told her he was ill, and would not be coming that day. As she went about her work, I sat in the hall and was watching her huge balls move inside her yellow blouse. She suddenly looked up and said, “Please don’t watch like that, Sir, I feel very uncomfortable, and your peon or madam (read : my wife) would mistake me!” I smiled and said, “I like to watch because they are big and beautiful!” She smiled shyly and said, “Chee!” As she went into my room to mop, I quietly closed the main door and went into my room. I told Nirmala, “You haven’t swept behind that cupboard for many days.” She replied that the cupboard was heavy, and I offered to move it for her. Both of us together moved it, not before I nudged her spongy titties nicely with my elbow, which made my cock very hard. She was sandwiched between me and the wall and she had little choice in the matter! As she swept behind the cupboard, I positioned my cock against her fleshy bums and slid my hands under her pallu to cup the two monstrous titties. She recoiled as if in shock, whispering, “Please, Sir, No! I am a married woman!” I didn’t care about what she said, but continued squeezing her titties gently, and she kept murmuring “No, Sir… Please…..”, but after a while, started moaning as she rested her head against my shoulder. I massaged her titties through her blouse, feeling her nipples harden as I kissed the back of her neck. She asked me to leave her, saying it was not correct, but instead, I ground my hard cock on her ass as I began unbuttoning her blouse buttons. She pleaded with me not to, but in a couple of minutes, her rubbery, firm titties were enjoying the warmth of my palms! Her titties sagged just a wee bit owing to the size, and I tweezed her nipples, which looked like black grapes, lightly, as I kissed behind her ears whispering, “Don’t worry, I will pay you extra for this!” She moaned and I turned her around as I unbuttoned my shirt. I kissed her hard on her lips as I ground my cock on her tummy, squeezing her ass cheeks with her warm titties squashed against my chest. I bent down and began licking her nipples in circles and sucking them, mauling her titties hard. I sucked her nipples a lot, and she begged me to leave her, saying she was getting late, and people would suspect something was wrong. As she dressed up to leave, I stuffed a 100 rupee note inside her blouse, and she went away smiling. The next morning, a Saturday, she came home early at about 7 am. My children were sleeping, and my wife had just gone for her annual thyroid check. I opened the door dressed in my lungi and nothing else. As soon as she came in, I could smell the soap on her body, and the smell of jasmine in her hair made me horny, and my cock made a tent in my lungi. She was wearing a pink blouse and a pink saree, and as soon as I closed the door, I hugged her and kissed her. She tried to push me off, And I whispered that my wife had gone out and that the children were asleep. I took her to my bedroom and removed her blouse and mauled and sucked her titties as I let my lungi slide down. I whispered to her to hold my rod, and after some resistance she slid her hands down and clutched my rod. Suddenly as if an electric shock hit her, she pushed me and stared at my cock. I asked her what happened, and she stuttered, “My God! It is so big! I am scared!” I pulled her to me and she stroked my 10 incher and whispered, “It is as thick as a broom handle!” I asked her to kneel down and suck my cock. She said no, but after a lot of persuasion, she asked me to lock my bedroom door and knelt down. I fucked her face slowly, her lips sliding up and down my cock, her hands lightly squeezing my spongy balls. She was a master sucker, even though she swore that she had never sucked a cock. My balls were boiling, and I held her head tight as I slid my cock into her throat and exploded! I held her head tightly as she gagged and tried to push me away, and whispered, “Swallow my kanji (porridge), you slut!” My juice had leaked from the side of her mouth and some of it landed on her mangalsutra, and it looked sexy! She got up and went to the bathroom to clean her mouth and whispered, “Chee! It is so salty!” As she put her blouse back, I told her, “A woman must not have any hair below the neck!”, as I stuffed 2 Rs.100 notes into her blouse. She asked me how to remove her hair, and I told her about Anne French and how to use it. On Monday morning, I got a call from my peon saying he was still unwell, and I told him not to worry, he can come back when he is fully recovered. I smiled to myself as I slid a pack of condoms into my pocket, and went to office. Nirmala was already there and I winked at her as I opened the door, only to close it immediately. She asked me what I was doing, and I led her to my room. I asked her if she had used Anne French, and in reply, she opened her blouse and threw it away, to show me her smooth armpits. We hugged and kissed as we undressed each other, and in a few minutes, a naked Nirmala with a very bald pussy was sucking my cock as she rubbed her titties on my legs.I then asked her to get up and lie on my table. She began removing her mangalsutra, but I restrained her, whispering, “I get harder when I see the mangalsutra! It reminds me that you are someone else’s wife, and that makes me hornier!” She smiled and resting her ankles on my shoulders, I wore the condom and slid my cock into her, in one deep stroke. She yelled, and I removed my cock out and rubbed the cockhead on her slit. She purred and begged me to fuck her, and I slid in and out of her wet cunt mercilessly as I squeezed her mammoth titties. I tweezed her big nipples with my fingers and pulled them as I fucked her furiously. She bucked like a wild mare, and we moved to the floor carpet. I made her kneel on the floor and slid my cock into her wet cunt from behind as I spanked her nice, round ass. She yelled as I pounded her pussy from behind, ramming my balls on her spongy ass cheeks as if they were boxing bags. I then lay on the carpet and asked her to ride me, and she held her titties and slid down my pole. I pushed her hands from her titties and squeezed them savagely and pulled her nipples to my mouth and bit them. She screamed as she increased her speed and moaned loudly as she came. She slumped on me, and I slowly lay her on the carpet and straddled her. I began pistoning her slowly as she hugged me and kissed me all over my face, whispering, “Bastard, fuck me harder!” I increased speed and she bucked matching me stroke for stroke as I squeezed her titties gently. I licked all over her beautiful face whispering, “Nirmala Kutty! How many times I have dreamed of this!” She moaned and I took my cock out and threw the condom on the floor and asked her to cup her titties. I fucked her cleavage as I felt the warm rubbery titties wrapped around my cock and asked her to hold the tip of my cock between her lips. She sucked my cock tip as I fucked her titties, and suddenly, my body tensed and as I drove my cock deep inside her hot mouth, spewing my white lava deep into her mouth.We hugged for a while and Nirmala kissed me as she got up to dress, I stuffed a Rs.500 note into her blouse, and slapped her ass and called her a “Thevidiya” (prostitute). She said she was not a “Thevidiya”, and I smiled and said, “Then give me back all the money I gave you for playing with me!” She smiled and made faces as she opened the main door and went about her work. When she had finished, she came back to my room to let me play with her titties before she went out. On Tuesday, I took a tailoring tape with me and measured her vital stats – her bra size was 36 (DD cups) – 28 – 36. I smiled and went out that day and bought a lacy ivory bra and a matching panty. I made her wear it on Wednesday, and God! Did she look sexy! I rammed her without removing the bra and panty, and she walked away exhausted. The next day my peon came to work, and we had to make do with a quick hug and squeeze. On Friday, she bent down much lower while working to reveal that she was wearing the new bra. I smiled and asked her to come early on Sunday morning. On Sunday, I told my wife I was going for a walk, and went to office. Nirmala was already standing there, fresh from her bath, and we went in and closed the door. I asked her to leave her hair open, and to dress up in a tight tank top and white string panties I had brought for her and nothing else. She smiled coyly at me and came to my room in the tight T-shirt. My cock stood up painfully! I had never seen it so engorged, since Nimmy’s titties were standing out like giant bubbles on her chest!I quickly undressed and wore a condom as I laid her on the floor carpet and ripped open the tank top and mauled her titties. The sight of the tattered white T-shirt and her big black tits made my rod so hard that I straddled her and snapping her flimsy string panties, pounded her cunt mercilessly. She moaned and screamed loudly as she clutched my bums and pushed me deeper into her whispering, “You handsome bastard, fuck me like you have never fucked anyone else!” My cock was deep inside her, and I bent down and pulled her nipples between my teeth as we both came in a scream with my white hot bullets spraying her tight cunt! We had a bath together, and as I opened my purse, Nirmala said, “You can pay me later, I need your cock again in my cunt!” I smiled and we lay on the floor carpet and started cuddling and petting each other, and in 15 minutes, I was hard again! This time, we made slow love, and after we had finished, I stuffed 2 Rs.500 notes into her pallu and she smiled and whispered, “Bastard, now you have made a “Thevidiya” out of me!” I asked her if she liked fucking me, and she hugged me and kissed me as she whispered, “This cock is twice my husband’s size in both length and girth! And you know how to use it well! My husband plays with me only for 5 minutes, and I have never been satisfied by him!” We kissed passionately, and she swayed her bountiful ass as she left the office.The next few days we couldn’t do much in the office though at home, she used to give me nice views of her titties and blow flying kisses! Yesterday, I told my wife that I wasn’t going to office since I had a headache. Nirmala was working, and my wife went in for her bath. Once I heard the sound of taps running in my wife’s bathroom, I quickly jumped out of bed and beckoned Nirmala to the guest bedroom. She hesitated but came, and I laid her on the bed and lifted her saree to her waist and unbuttoned her blouse. She whispered No, but I was past caring as I pushed her panty to one side and Slid my throbbing rod into her ever waiting pussy. I pumped her hard and fast, with our lips locked, and once I had emptied my balls inside her, I quickly stuffed 2 Rs.500 notes into her blouse and went back to my room and lay down as if nothing had happened! Today, my wife has gone to a wedding, and as I am typing this story, the cock addicted slut is kneeling on the floor sucking my cock as I post you this story! Mmmm… more of Nimmy and me later!