15-07-2014, 02:30 AM
This story happened a long time back – my first encounter with a maidservant. I was 18 years old at that time, and had erotic thoughts all day and night long, and had discovered masturbation. I used to live alone with my parents in a ground floor house. They both used to work, and I was in school. At that time however I had exam preparation leave before my board exams, and used to stay home.
We had one small boy working for us, and a part-time maidservant Chandni who used to come morning and afternoon. She was young, about 24, with two children; her husband had gone to the village sometime back to escape the moneylenders. She had long hair, and beautiful eyes, and at that time I thought the sexiest breasts and bottom. She used to wear a red oversized blouse, handed to her by a fat lady for whom she worked, and a red sari. Because the blouse was a few sizes too large for her, her cleavage was always visible when she bent down to sweep the floor or mop it. Of late, my eyes! were always transfixed on it when my parents were not around, drinking in the beauty of it all, and masturbating in secret after she had left. She must have been aware of my attention, because she would always look directly into my eyes, which I found so beautiful.
And almost always, she would hitch up her sari up her knees while working, tucking it at her waist. I don’t think the other boy working realized the silent sparks that were flying between Chandni and I; actually, neither did I. Things would have continued like this, but one day the other boy decided that he didn’t want to work for us, and went away to his uncle’s house. That day, as usual, Chandni had come around 2 in the afternoon to wash the dishes and clean the back yard, while my parents were sleeping. All the while that she worked, I drank in the beauty of her breasts and her eyes. I was slowly getting more and more aroused as I watched her and fantasized about her. When she was almost done, she climbed up the steps from the backyard, to go into the bathing place to get the broom to clean the yard. I must have been completely off my mind, but I rushed into the toilet next to the bathing place, and keeping the door wide open pretended to pee, but my lund was large and red, and pee was the last thing it wanted to do.
My heart was pounding when she approached, and I was looking away pretending to pee. I almost died when passing by she gave a playful lunge at me with the broom. I didn’t know what to! do, and I followed her into the verandah, hugging her, but she pushed me away, saying my parents would catch us. But she was mine, I realized proudly. I knew my parents would be out to work the next day, and we would be alone. But imagine my surprise the next morning when I woke up – the boy who worked for us was back. His uncle had persuaded him to try for another few days! I couldn’t believe my bad luck. With my parents away, I still didn’t get to be alone with Chandni. She could see my impatience, and smiled sexily, showing her cleavage, and working away. By and by, the boy went into the garden to work on a patch. I was so desperate by then that I gathered Chandni in my arms, hugging and kissing her.
The doors were wide open, so I pulled her into the bathroom, and the next three minutes we clung to each other, rubbing our bodies together, but we were both scared. I stepped out, and after making sure the coast was clear, let her out. I didn’t know what I would have done, but the day after that the boy who worked for us left finally. When my mother left at 8, and my father at 9, we were finally alone. Chandni shut the back door, the front door was already locked, and came to where I was waiting for! her. We didn’t stop rubbing and touching and fondling each other for a long time. I was so excited I didn’t even think of fucking her, and in her mind, I don’t think she wanted to fuck either.
We were happy this way, and she was scared of getting pregnant. We would both come fondling each other. One day I persuaded her to lie down on the floor, with her thighs together, squeezing my lund with them. I pretended to fuck her like that. After that, I graduated to making her lie facing down, and putting my lund between her buns, and rubbing myself up and down on her, while she rubbed her cunt on a pillow underneath.
This way both of used to climax together. In between all this, I gave my school exams; but my holidays and fun with Chandni continued until I joined college. Just before I was to join college in another city, Chandni’s husband sent a message from the village asking the family to come there, since he could not come back. Chandni changed my life forever; after her, I have seen maidservants with completely different eyes, and had lots of fun with them.