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Maid To Take

By: fluidline1



I had the day off and was on the phone, talking to a pal, when I glanced at her from the corner of my eyes.

She was in the kitchen, leaning over the sink and filling up a bowl with water from the filter. She couldn’t see me because of the angle at which the telephone was placed in the room opposite the kitchen. Neither was she aware that I could see her, because, looking around her, she quickly picked up my wallet that I had placed yesterday night on the microwave, and stuffed it in front of her and inside the folds of her sari.

My pulse quickened since I had been eying her for the last week ever since she had been appointed by my wife to take over the kitchen.

In short, she had replaced the old maid.

The old maid had been about fifty-five, wrinkled, fat and despicable. Whenever and whatever chores she used to do around the house, I always found her to have this peculiar sullen expression she carried.

This one was a brand new maid and totally opposite to the old one. This one was in her mid-thirties, curvaceous, voluptuous and always had a mischievous glint in her wide and blazing dark eyes.

They have a phrase to describe such sweeties: Zawari Maal. You see, most of these maids have a rural background. And literally translated, Zawari maal implies ‘Rural Goods’

Her name was Maya. She had a wheat-like and smooth complexion, married to a guy who was a cabbie and her five foot three frame weighing about a hundred and twenty was pure dynamite.

I am well into my forties, have a very attractive wife and a pair of lovely teenaged kids. I used to have my own business and having tasted a huge loss, had given up on it and was working as a freelance consultant.

This often meant wayward hours and in fact, there were long periods of inactivity. My wife is a schoolteacher and with the kids in college, it invariably meant that during such long hours of inactivity, I would be mostly lying around the house, reading newspapers, watching TV or listening to music.

I had been fantasizing about Maya ever since she had started working as a cook-cum-cleaner lady. Her working hours were normally between eight in the morning to twelve noon and during my periods of inactivity, this meant that I would be alone with her.

Anyway, as I said, my pulse had quickened when I realized that she had stolen the wallet and crammed it, probably inside her panties. The sari is a billowy garment that covers a lady’s assets perfectly and also allows activities such as the one, which she had just carried out.

In my mind, I had plotted and schemed a hell of a lot. Very often, I would spy on her and gaze at her lustrous body, hidden inside that sari. Though it is impossible to imagine what kind of a body a lady hides inside the sari, you can pretty much guess if the sari is worn a little tightly. Or, if the border that is looped around one shoulder slips down to reveal the blouse.

On occasions, she had worn tight saris and that was how I knew she had a luscious body. And all too often, when I spied on her, I had watched the border slip off her shoulders. I was lucky I did not have any apoplectic fits during such occasions because she had great and gorgeous breasts. 

Blouses worn with a sari are most often than not, buttoned in front and as a result, have pretty deep and plunging necklines. 

The view I used to have on such occasions was amazing. There is something very erotic about watching such displays of bosoms when the lady is not aware that she is under scrutiny. At times, she would stretch, and then there is always the element of bending down or leaning forward when a lady works in the kitchen. 

I should know, because my second child was a result of the furious sequence of events that had followed one early morning when I had watched my wife working in the kitchen. She had not been aware that I was watching her, and the display I had the opportunity to view, resulted in a missed day at the office and school. We had started our activity in the kitchen, carried it on in the small storeroom and finished it in the bathroom.

The result was a baby daughter.

I pretended not to have noticed what Maya had done when she peeped around the kitchen and glanced at me. Today, she was wearing a black chiffon sari, an old one that my wife used to wear. It was quite sheer and flimsy and had it not been for the petticoat that she was wearing, I would surely have had a clear view of what she was wearing, or not wearing, under it.

The blouse too was black. The border of the sari was looped around the shoulder and tucked into the waist just where she had tucked in the top of the sari. This meant that the flimsy border had to be dragged between her breasts and of course, I would have been a fool not to notice the way her firm and voluptuous breast stuck out from the top of the blouse.

After I hung up the phone, I walked over to the tape recorder, put a blank tape in and jacked up the mike. I had paid twenty grand for the tape deck and damned if I would have settled for a mike that couldn’t pick up the sound of a pin drop from thirty feet away.

Anyway, she was hardly fifteen feet away and that was perfectly okay by me.

She stiffened and concentrated on the work she was doing when I walked in and pretended to search for my wallet.

“Did you see my wallet here?” I asked, not looking at her.

“N-no s-sir,” she stammered.

“Shucks! I think I kept it right here yesterday.”

She did not speak. In fact, I had hardly ever spoken to her sine my wife had hired her, and neither had she spoken to me. 

“I swear I kept it right here,” I muttered, bending down and looking at the spaces under the microwave stand.

Out of the corner of my eyes, I could see the way her body moved when she kneaded the dough. Her buttocks were firm and round and the sari couldn’t hide the shape of her hips.

Finally, I quit pretending to search for the wallet and stood beside her, hardly a couple of feet away.

“Are you sure you did not see my wallet?”

She stopped all movements and her eyes went wide as she glanced at me.

“W-why do you a-ask m-me?” she stuttered.

I paused long enough to make her fidget uncomfortably. 

“I think I know where it is, Maya.”

I noticed the change in the color of her face. 

“W-what do y-you m-mean?”

“Why did you take it, Maya?”

She gasped, turning to look at me. There was fear in her eyes and a dolt could tell that she looked like a kid caught with his hand in the cookie jar.

“W-what?” she asked, pretending to be shocked.

“I said, why did you take it?” I repeated.

“I-I d-did not!” Her attempt to sound sincere failed.

I crossed my hands and looked at her for a long time, aware that I was making her feel uncomfortable. I was also aware of her large breasts heaving within her blouse.

“Do you really need the cash?” I asked her point-blank.

Her eyes went wide and she tried to look like she was being humiliated. She failed in doing so.

“Your husband has a pretty long record with the cops,” I said.

She continued to stare at me. 

She had begun to breathe pretty heavily and watching her breasts rise and fall was making me get hornier.

“Did you or did you not pick up my wallet?”

There was a long pause while she considered the matter. Her eyes were downcast when she finally replied,

“I-I am sorry. Yes, I picked up the wallet. I needed the cash.”

“Why did you not ask madam or me for it?”

“I- I w-was afraid that I wouldn’t get…”

“Ah ha,” I said. “So you admit that you stole the money.”

A long pause ensued and then she nodded. “Y-yes sir.”

I motioned to her to step out of the kitchen. “Wash your hands. I think we have to talk.”

I watched her rinsing her hands off, leaning into the sink. I could see her heavy breasts strain against her blouse. 

I made her sit on a chair that faced the chair on which I sat. She was hardly a couple of feet away from me and I could smell her from where I sat.

She clasped her hands and placed them on her hips, staring at them. I could see the color heightening on her cute face and I knew she was frightened as hell.

“What do we do now?” I asked her.

She remained silent.

I reached out to the tape recorder, snapped it shut and rewound the tape. She was startled when she heard our conversation when I played the tape.

Her eyes widened with panic and I thought she looked very sexy this way. 

“I could easily hand over this tape to the cops. And with the background that your husband has with them, they would be happy to put you in a cell.”

She gasped when she realized what I had just said.

“Please, sir, I didn’t mean it.”

I let my eyes drift to her crotch and felt my prick stirring inside my pants when I thought about my wallet lying there.

“Ha!” I snorted. “Didn’t mean it?”

She fidgeted a bit more and the border of her sari fell off her shoulders. I just couldn’t look away from her heaving chest. The top of her breasts was clearly visible. The cleavage was enticing.

I decided to plunge forward. Leaning forward and bending down, I took hold of the bare heel of her left leg. She was startled by my action and tried to pull her leg away.

I gripped her heel and looking at her, I whispered harshly, “If you want to get free, I think you will have to do what I tell you to and say what I want you to.”

Her eyes looked into mine and she blushed again. I carried her leg towards me till it was lying across my lap. The bottom of her sari slid back, revealing her bare legs up to her ankles.

She had strong calves. I was astonished to find that she had either waxed her legs or shaved them because there was no hint of any hair there. This was surprising because she was after all a Zawari Maal coming as she did from the rural belt. I expected to find hair on her legs because such girls normally do not visit beauty parlors, neither do they keep their legs or armpits shaved / waxed.

Looking directly at her flushing face, I let my hand traverse her smooth knees till I reached the ankles. She once again tried to pull away her leg.

“Don’t do that!” I commanded in a harsh voice.

“P-please s-sir, d-don’t do that!” she whispered.

I grinned at her. “Don’t look anywhere else but either at my hand or in my eyes.” I told her.

Her eyes fluttered and she decided to fasten them to where my hand lay on her calves.

I caressed the smooth calf. First, I pulled on her toes gently and then let my palm slide up over her calves till I was gripping her ankle. I let my other hand lie on the armrest of my chair.

“Ah,” I whispered. “Your legs are so smooth and so strong.”

She blushed and tried to look away.

“No!” I told her harshly. “Look at what I am doing. We better understand what is going on here. You don’t do this my way and I am going to call the cops. I know a particular constable who would love to harass you because of what your husband had done to him during a strike of the cabbies.”

She stiffened, arching her back. This only succeeded in her breasts jutting against her flimsy blouse. She tried to draw the border of her sari across her shoulders.

“Let it remain there.” I remarked.

She hesitated, blushed again and obeyed me.

The sight of her sitting there on the chair, one foot resting on my lap, her breasts heaving within the confines of her skimpy blouse was giving me a hell of a hard on.

“Lift your other leg and let it rest on my lap,” I told her. She hesitated, so I squeezed her ankle till she gasped and obeyed me. 

With both her legs on my lap, her sari had to slip way past her knees till her smooth strong hips and thighs were exposed. My throat went dry as I looked at the smooth expanse of her sexy legs.

Her legs were not skinny like those you come across on the models in the TV shows. There was nothing skinny about her. She was a healthy and rotund specimen.

The proverbial Zawari Maal.

Her eyes were fixed on my palms now as I slid both of them up her knees till I was caressing the inside of her hips. I heard her gasp and hoped that it was desire that she was communicating through the sound.

“Ah, nice, nice,” I told her. And it was nice. Her legs, hips and thighs were smooth and supple. It was like running my hands across the branch of a banana tree.

As I caressed her legs, I made sure that I was lifting the hem of her sari up her hips. She leaned back in her chair, still watching my hands as I raised the sari till I could see the bottom of her white cotton panties.

“P-please s-sir, don’t,” she murmured.

I laughed, squeezing her thighs.

“Want me to call the cops?” I snickered and she immediately clammed up.

“Nice legs. You wax them?” I asked.

She didn’t reply.

“Look, bitch,” I whispered harshly, my palms digging into her hips. “I told you once and don’t make me say it again. If I get angry, I reckon I’m gonna call my friends. I mean, those who are my friends. Gotcha?”

Her legs went limp on my laps and I continued to caress the soft and smooth flesh.

“Aah, you have sexy legs!” I uttered.

Please note that I was talking to her in her lingo. Let me explain the basics.

When you talk about a ‘cunt’ you say ‘choot’ or ‘puchhi’.

When you talk about breasts you say “Thana” or ‘Sthana’

I’m not about to explain the intricacies of the language that the Hindus use. 

I would however like to write what the ancient Rig Veda had to say. This is controversial in that it is not established whether these words were uttered before the Greeks did. 

As I caressed the smooth thighs of Maya, I let my mind wander. The Bible, the Koran and all the other holy books advice you to keep away from sex. 

Not so the Upanishads. The holy book that Hindus follow.

Here is an example, drawn from the Rig Veda. 

“In the beginning was the desire, which was the first seed of mind.”

“Woman is fire, Gautama the phallus is her fuel: the hairs are the smoke; the vulva is her flame; when a man penetrates her, that is her coal; the ecstasy is her sparks.”

I let my hand drift up her strong thighs till the sari was bunched around her midriff. She was blushing like a newly married woman. 

My cock was erect like never before. I recalled that the only time it was like this was when I first saw my wife without her clothes.

“Aah, nice and smooth,” I murmured again, letting my hand slip up her smooth legs, staring at her white panties. I could see the wet spot there and this only served to fuel me further.

Her eyes were downcast but I could detect the fact that she was turning on. Her ample breasts heaved and she started to breathe through flared nostrils. 

I let my hands drift all over her smooth thighs.

“Open your legs apart,” I told her.

She did not obey, so I had to grip her naked ankles and push them apart.

“You do what I say, remember?” I reminded her.

“And don’t cry,” I added when I saw the beginnings of tears in her eyes.

“Don’t cry, you bitch!” I snapped out, my hands tightening on her ankles.

She obeyed me. Her eyes were still affixed on my hands. I pushed them up till I reached the panties. Quite brusquely, I let my hand cup her crotch. This made her moan, and her legs stiffened.

“Nice cunt,” I remarked, letting my hand crush her crotch. I slid the front of her panties aside till I could see her cunt.

Surprise, surprise. The bitch had a hairless cunt. 

“Aah, the wallet!” I muttered, pulling it off. “You need the cash, bitch?”

She continued to stare at my hands.

“You want cash, you whore?” I repeated.

Slowly, she nodded.

I pulled out the wallet and opened it. I proceeded to take out the crisp notes. I suppose that there was at least a thousand bucks.

I tossed the empty wallet aside. Folding the notes, I stretched my hand forward and shoved them into her blouse. Her chest was heaving and when I pushed the money between her glorious tits, she gasped.

The feel of her cotton bra hardened my cock. I let my hand linger there and then gradually, looking into her eyes, I withdrew it.

“Great tits,” I commented.

She looked puzzled and flushed. 

“That’s what you call these in English,” I told her, squeezing her ample chest with my hands.

She flushed again.

“What did I say?” I asked her, squeezing harder.

“T-tits,” she answered.

I grinned. “Yes. These are tits.” I let my hand drop down to her legs and copped a feel of her cunt. 

“And this is called cunt,” I told her.

She continued to look at my hand.

I squeezed her between her legs.

“I said, this is called cunt,” I repeated. “Say it.”

She looked into my eyes. 

“Y-yes, this is cunt.”

I laughed delightedly. I grasped one of her hand and carried it to my bulging cock. She looked scared when she felt my hard on through my pants.

“This is called cock. Say it!” I told her.

She hesitated, and then whispered, “Cock!”

“And when this thing gets inside your cunt it is called fucking,” I told her.

Here she was, her legs around my hips, sari pushed up to her midriff, money sticking out from her cleavage. Her panties exposed to my eye!

I directed her heel to my hard on and rubbed it over the shaft.

“Look. You got me all hard and hot,” I told her.

The feel of her naked heel against my cock encased inside my pants almost got me off.

“My cock is hard.”

She blushed.

“I said my cock is hard. And you are the reason for it.”

She stared at my hands. I let them drift upwards till I was mauling her firm and big tits.

“You have great tits,” I told her, squeezing the abundant flesh. The flimsy blouse and the bra did not hide the fact that her nipples were hard and erect.

She stared dumbly as I unbuttoned her blouse and slid it back over her shoulders. Her tits were great! My wife does not have great tits like the ones that I was now handling. Practically drooling, I unhooked her bra and shoved it down her chest. 

Her nipples were a dark brown. They were hardened now and I reckon she was getting turned on. The areoles were about an inch and a half in diameter (I don’t carry a measuring tape to count) and I swear that her nipples thrust out at least by an inch.

I have read about guys describing tits and nipples and I know that the description if more often than not, exaggerated. Three-inch nipples and four-inch areoles are something I have never seen. Similarly, I pity those guys who say that cocks are ten-inch long and four inch wide! I have a cock that measures about six and a half inches when erect and barely an inch and a half in diameter. But I know how to use it. My wife has only one complain; I fuck for too long. I mean, I don’t come till at least half an hour goes by. And I love foreplay.

Maya gasped and bit her lips when I pinched her great nipples. I felt her legs stiffen.

“Take my cock out of my pants,” I whispered.

Her hand was lying limply between my legs. My cock was hard and pulsating. 

“Take my cock out, you little bitch,” I repeated harshly.

She looked confused. 

“Unbutton my pants and push them down,” I muttered.

I stared as she fumbled around and managed to unzip my fly. I had to raise my hips when she pulled down my pants.

My cock sprang out, hard and throbbing. 

“Take off your clothes.”

She blushed again.

“I said take off your clothes.”

She had to raise her hips to slide her sari off her body. She stared at my cock as she slipped out of her sari. My cock throbbed as I watched her undress.

Her tits tumbled out as she unhooked her bra. When she slipped her petticoat off her hips, exposing her naked thighs and cunt, my cock sprang.

“Aah, you look great when you are naked.” 

Sitting as I was so close to her, I could smell her. Her cunt was shaven and this was a surprise. 

“You shave your cunt?” I asked.

She blushed again and nodded.

I stared at her. 

“Get up and get into the bathroom,” I told her.

Dumbly, she obeyed me. I followed her and pretty soon, we were in the bathroom.


Maid To Take Ch. 02



Maya was insatiable. Or, maybe I was. In any case, we fucked around a hell of a lot.

I would patiently wait till Nita, my wife, would leave for school. My children left earlier, so that was no problem.

Maya would be standing in front of the kitchen sink, working. I would walk up to her, lift her sari and fishing out my cock, thrust into her. She loved this. Fucking from behind.

She would simply hang on to the shelf above and in front of her, twist her head around to suck on my tongue while I fucked her hot cunt like a man possessed.

After that first fuck of the day, she would spin around and go down on her knees to take my spluttering cock in her mouth to swallow my juices. Invariably, she would almost always have her first orgasm within a space of a few hard thrusts from my cock.

I showed her an illustrated book with clear pictures and she wanted to try all positions. She was obsessed with the Woman on Top position and when I fucked her in the doggie fashion.

When I showed her a book depicting a porn story, she excitedly asked me if they make such films. When I said yes, she just couldn't wait to see it.

I got a CD from a local video dealer the next day. When she glanced at me, I winked and nodded. My wife was still to leave for her school.

I have never seen somebody so impatient. As soon as Nita left, Maya walked out from the kitchen to the living room and whispered excitedly, "Where is it?"

I put on the VCD and when she saw the first scene, her mouth opened with shock.

A pot-bellied, buck-naked guy was watching two busty porn starlets make it out while he jerked off his cock.

"Oh my god," she breathed. "Do girls also do it together?"

I laughed. "Of course some do," I smirked, and added, "They even suck each other's cunts." 

She watched with wide eyes, breathing heavily. Her massive tits heaved up and down. Sitting next to her on the sofa, I casually put my arm around her shoulder and caressed her tit on the far side through the cotton blouse she was wearing.

When the camera zoomed to a close up of one girl licking the other's pussy, she shuddered and pulled down the border of her sari. This way I had easy access to her tit. I pushed my hand through the top of the blouse and encountered her bra. She hunched her shoulders together so that I could push my hand inside the bra to fondle her naked breast.

She shivered with passion when I pinched her erect nipple. She carried her hand to my bulge between my legs and squeezed my erection through my pajama. I wasn't wearing any underwear and she moaned when she felt my throbbing cock inside the pajama.

"Take out my cock," I told her. 

She immediately pulled the string that held my pajama at the waist. It slid down over my thighs and my erect cock popped out.

So while I fondled her tit, she played with my cock, and the two of us continued to stare at the screen where the man had now walked up to the girls. He offered his cock to one girl who immediately took it deep in her mouth.

"Oh my God," Maya whispered, her hand instinctively clutching my cock harder.

I had my hand deep inside her bra by now and I was feeling her big tit with my palms. When she clutched at my cock, I immediately drew my fingers together and pinched her erect nipple.

The man on the screen now held the girl by the back of her head and began to thrust his hips to and fro, fucking her mouth. The camera zoomed to the other girl, still licking the first one's cunt.

"Suck my cock, you little slut," I whispered to her.

Without having to be told twice, she immediately leaned down into my lap. She did not take her eyes off the screen and simply opened her mouth so that I could guide my hard on into her. She closed her lips around the shaft, forming a perfect seal there.

That made my knees buck up. Plus there was this feeling of her wet tongue swiping all over my shaft as she held it firmly inside her mouth. 

I managed to settle down and allow her to bob her head up and down rhythmically as she began to deep throat me.

She had twisted her body around to look at the TV while she sucked on me. I pulled my hand out of her blouse and began to unbutton the hooks that held her blouse together.

When the last hook flipped out, I could see her black bra and I drew the straps together to unhook it too. 

"Just back up a little, bitch," I groaned. 

Still staring at the monitor, she pulled back, allowing my cock to flop out of her mouth.

I nearly tore away her blouse and bra to expose her huge sexy tits.

"Suck my cock again, slut," I whispered harshly.

She went down on me again and I immediately captured her naked tits with my hands, kneading them, pinching the nipples.

She hummed around my cock as I teased and squeezed her heavy tits. We continued to watch the TV.

By now, the guy was force-feeding his cock into the second girl's mouth and was french kissing the first one. Occasionally, they would stick out their tongues and lick them in an exaggerative display of hardcore sex.

I have seen hundreds of porn videos and most of them are so predictable, I can tell what's going to happen next. With the exception of a very few really well made movies, almost all of them follow a peculiar sequence of events. The duel between tongues, the swaying of the girl's body as she undresses, the guy licking her twat and then fucking her mouth and finally, the girl taking his cock up her cunt from behind, or with her on back and him holding her legs high up in the air. It almost always culminates with the guy coming all over her mouth.

But for Maya, it was a first experience. Her tongue began to swipe over my shaft as she bobbed her head faster and faster over it. It was enough indication of her state of arousal.

I slipped one of my hands from her tit down her body and pulled up her sari, exposing her creamy thighs. I dragged her panties down her legs, holding the sari bunched up at her waist.

She drew my cock out of her mouth and began to rub the pre cum over her cheeks. Her eyes were still fixed on the TV screen and when the guy pushed his dong inside the first girl's cunt from behind, Maya gasped.

"Oh god, it is so big!"

I cupped her hairless cunt with my palms and squeezed powerfully. She cried out, lifting her ass up the sofa to push her wet cunt against my palm.

"Ugghhh, aahhhh, oh yes, yes, yes," she panted; now slapping her face with my cock. She still did not let her eyes drift away from the TV.

I caressed her cunt lips till my fingers were wet with her juices and then, without warning, I thrust three of them into her tight pussy.

Her back arched up, her eyes widened even more and her mouth opened. I shuffled forward and crammed my cock into her mouth and her lips clamped around the width as she commenced to suck me off.

"God," I grunted, shoving my fingers in and out of her hot pussy. "I want to fuck your cunt!"

I grabbed her arms and spun her around. She rose to her feet facing away from me, eyes still on the TV where the guy was alternately fucking one girl's cunt and the other girl's pussy.

I spread my legs apart looking at her tight shapely ass. I tugged at the sari till it was lying on the floor next to her panties and my pajama. 

"Lower yourself down on my cock, bitch," I muttered harshly.

She pushed her hands behind her to rest them on my shoulders and lowered her body onto my lap. My cock was erect, pointing up at the ceiling. I cupped her ass as her cunt approached the tip of my cock.

She pushed one hand between her legs and felt for her cunt lips. She opened the lips with her fingers. I grasped my shaft and rubbing the head over her slit, finally found her hole.

Before I could thrust upwards to sink my cock in her pussy, she slammed her ass down hard onto my lap.

"AARGHHH..." I shouted.

"OHHHHH..." she cried out as in one swift thrust, my cock was buried right to the hilt in her wet tight cunt.

She was quite short; far shorter than I; so I could see the threesome on the TV over her shoulders when she rested her ass on my lap. She paused after the first down stroke, letting my cock luxuriate in the depths of her pussy. 

I slipped my hands up her curvaceous ass cheeks, past her smooth waist till I was cupping those heavy monstrous tits.

She moaned when I pinched her nipples and raised her ass off my lap till only the tip of my cock was lodged inside her cunt. I was holding her hard to me by her tits, so that she had to raise only the lower part of her body.

When the guy on the TV, standing behind the girl slammed his cock into her cunt, Maya lowered her cunt back onto my shaft.

"Fuck my cock, baby," I gasped, rolling her nipples around my fingers. "Fuck my cock with your cunt now. Ah yes, you little whore, yes, yes, faster, faster, you bitch, fuck me, fuck me!"

And the horny bitch did exactly that. As I lay back on the sofa, no longer interested in the TV, she rode me furiously, uttering small and harsh moans every time that my cock entered her cunt.

"Oh, oh, oh, ahh, ahh, ugghhh, oh, yes, yes," she babbled as she began to ride me faster and faster.

I slipped one hand down her flat belly and when I flicked her clit with my fingers, she cried out, her body stiffening. She plunged down till my cock was buried inside her and her fingers tightened on my shoulders.

I knew she had climaxed. I felt her juices flooding over my cock.

She twisted her head around to me, her mouth open. I kissed her violently on her lips with my open mouth and felt her tongue stabbing inside me. I rubbed her clit harder and faster as she began to buck up and down wildly over me.

Finally, she tore her lips away from mine and swung her head back to watch the screen. This time, I too looked at the TV. The two girls knelt on either side of the man as he furiously masturbated himself. 

When the guy came, he did so in buckets. Literally. I don't really know how these guys produce so much spunk when they fuck for the camera. I had read somewhere that these blokes take something called Clomid to increase the amount of juice that they let fly when they come in front of the cameras.

The guy shot so much of juice that he had thoroughly painted both the girls' faces and still had enough to fill their mouths. This set me off.

"Oh my god," I yelled at the top of my lungs, wildly slamming up till my cock was buried deep into her pussy, "I am going to cum!"

Swiftly, she disengaged, slipping down to her knees after spinning around. She crouched there and no sooner had my cock fired the first salvo, her face was directly under it. She kept her eyes and mouth open as I began to erupt.

She grabbed my twitching cock in one hand, milking it furiously while using the palm of her other hand to smear the liquid over her face.

I looked down, astonished that I was cumming so hard and so much. The cream was sufficient to anoint her entire face and continue to dribble down her chin to her heaving chest.

She licked off my juices off her hand before taking my cock back into her mouth. This time around, she did not suck: she merely swiped her tongue over the shaft.

I was thoroughly satiated and all I could do was to watch her clean me up. 

"There's some on your tits too," I told her.

Without taking her mouth off my cock, she dipped her fingers between her tits and scooped up the cream lying there in a puddle. She drew back to smear it over my flaccid cock and took me back into her mouth.

When I had first forced her into having sex with me, I hadn't really imagined that she would be so promiscuous and sexy. A few sessions with her and she was as much in a perpetual state of horniness as I was.

I continued to sit on the sofa while she lay sprawled on the floor, the back of her head resting against my crotch. She was done with cleaning my dick off the juices and was now back to watching yet another episode on the TV screen.

I crouched low on the sofa and captured her heavy tits. I just couldn't seem to ignore those beauties. 

One of the two girls in the earlier movie was now seated beside a pair of different guys. While they were unbuttoning her top, she had pulled down their zippers and was fondling both the cocks with her hands.

This brought another gasp from Maya. 

"My god, two men with one girl?"

She was naïve. But that was only to be expected.

"There's a lot of things these people do," I smirked, cupping her tits and kneading them.

I watched her thrust her hands down her legs and soon she was fingering her pussy. She pressed her head back against my crotch. In effect, this squeezed my dick between the back of her head and my belly.

I brought my knees together to clamp her sexy body between them.

"You are feeling hot, hah?" I queried unnecessarily. 

"I wonder what it would feel like to have two cocks at the same time," she replied.

I laughed. "Where would you want them?" 

"One in my cunt and another in my mouth," she shot back.

I raised one hand off her tit and fed her mouth with a finger.

"Suck that and pretend it's a cock."

She began to slobber on my finger.

I let the other hand drift down her belly till I had a finger inside her pussy.

"Now feel the other cock fucking your slut cunt."

She lifted her hips to let my finger thrust right inside her hot cunt and sucked harder on the other finger in her mouth.

Watching her, I began to get hard again and pressed my cock against the back of her head.

"Mmmmm..." she moaned.

"As you do that, I think it would be a great idea if I could fuck your jugs," I told her.

She drew her head back and turned to look at me.

No further words were spoken as she arranged herself with her back on the sofa. I rose and stood in front of her, poking my cock against the giant tits. I thrust one finger in her mouth and as she arranged her boobs over my cock, slipped a finger of the other hand down her belly to slide it in her hot cunt.

"Mmmmm," she moaned, sucking on my finger and lifting her hips to take the other inside her cunt. 

She cupped her tits together, wrapping them around my cock. With my fingers working furiously inside her mouth and cunt, I began to rock to and fro, fucking her tits. 

"Oh baby, you little bitch, you little hot cunt," I groaned, watching my dick slide to and fro between her heaving chest. "You are a hot slut, you little fucking whore!"

I glanced at the TV and watched the girl rocking between two cocks; one in her cunt and the other in her mouth. 

That, I decided, was just a film. I had the real thing in my hands!

She slurped my finger, getting it thoroughly wet and bounced up and down on the other finger. With these movements, it was natural for my cock to slide between her tits. I felt the soft and firm flesh of those massive beauties scraping against the flesh of my shaft.

It was glorious. It felt like my cock was fucking a cunt.

I quit plunging to and fro and allowed her to rock up and down. The sweat from her brow mixed with her saliva dribbling out of her mouth and very conveniently landed between her tits, providing just the type of lubrication needed for my hard dick to feel more and more like it was fucking her hot cunt.

She slid her body till it was across the sofa to allow my cock more access to fuck her tits. In this position, I could also see her lips sucking on my finger as well as my two digits (I had added a finger) slamming in and out of her cunt furiously.

"Oh yes," I panted, realizing that I wouldn't be coming so soon this time; I already had dumped my first load earlier and was pretty sure it was going to take much longer this time around for me to come.

"Fuck my cock, you little sexy whore," I continued, "Ah yes, like that, press your tits together harder, you slut, like that, yes, and don't stop sucking my finger!"

She grunted as she redoubled her efforts. Her ass began to move up and down and I felt the muscles of her cunt almost biting off my fingers. 

I pulled back to take my prick out from the valley of her tits and shoved the tip in her face. She pulled out my finger and replaced it with my cock. I thrust to and fro, fucking her face a few times, and as soon as I pulled it out, she promptly put my finger back into it.

I rubbed the tip of my cock now over her nipples and over the top of her melons before thrusting it back in her cleavage. 

I felt her legs bucking up and down faster and faster and knew she was on the verge of her climax. I added a third finger and increased the pace of my finger fucking till she was moaning like a bitch in heat.

"Oh, oh, oh yes, oh yes, I'm going to come," she cried out.

I manipulate my thumb till it was rubbing her clit and that did the trick. She convulsed and screamed as her cunt shot out her juices over my fingers.

She had arched her neck up when she came and that meant that she was no longer sucking my finger. Aware that I had drained her (at least temporarily), I pulled out my fingers from her cunt and now grabbed her tits. She reached to fondle my balls as I cupped her tits, wrapping the soft flesh around my cock.

"Now, you little bitch, you are going to get it," I hissed, beginning to plunge my cock back and forth in the valley of her breasts.

I pinched her nipples cruelly, eliciting a stifled scream from her, as I banged her boobs savagely.

I could have gone on but suddenly, I wanted to come. When I reached the point of no return, I pulled my cock out from between her tits, shuffled forward and shoved it in her open mouth.

My first wad burst out even as she was still trying to get her lips around my cock. Most of it splashed her nose and her cheek, but she was quick to cram the length of my cock deep into her mouth.

I rested the tip of my finger against her throat to feel her swallowing my load. When I realized that I was almost finished, I pulled out from her mouth and stuck my still jerking cock between her tits.

I loved to make her tit valley wet with my cream and I always made sure that she got at least a couple of blasts there.

"Ahhhhh..." I groaned as she rubbed her tits up and down over my cock.

And then, the goddamned door leading to the basement, and now hardly ten feet away from our writhing bodies, opened.

In walked my wife, Nita!



Maid To Take Ch. 03



The Wife’s Story

Having been married to Jay for over a couple of decades now, I am perfectly aware of his wants and needs. By no stretch of imagination is my husband a sexual pervert. Let me just say that he has a practically insatiable libido and I don’t blame him for that. It does take all kinds of people to make this world.

From the time that we met and before we were engaged, I do admit that I saw glimpses and shades of this side of his life. He was perpetually horny and still is. Not that he ever tried to get it on straight away when we first met. He is too much of a gentleman for that kind of stuff. 

He really loves me; I know that. He would never do anything to hurt me. In fact, we were both virgins when we got married and it took us over a week to consummate our marriage! (Inexperience, I guess)

As for his sexual preferences, the first thing that comes to mind is how much he likes French kissing. He spends long times kissing me and I too have started to love it. He particularly likes me to suck on his tongue and goes crazy when I let him lick the roof of my mouth and my teeth. 

Then, there is this penchant for breasts. When we married and before the children came, I had perfect, firm pear shaped breasts; now, though they have enlarged by almost two sizes (I wear a 36C now), he never stops worshipping my breasts. He spends so much time kissing them, kneading them, teasing my nipples with his talented tongue and licking the flesh all over. 

After our marriage and after we got it right, he continues to rub one nipple and suck the other when he makes love to me. Most of the times, we do it in a side-by-side position and he slips one arm around my shoulders to pinch and rub my left nipple while engorging himself on the right one. 

Nowadays, more than actual intercourse, he gets me off by rubbing my clitoris, which is extremely sensitive. I reciprocate by giving him head and of recently; he has taken to sliding his prick between my breasts. (A fetish he picked up from one of his man-to-man discussions with my elder brother, who has a wife with very large breasts). Initially, I did not feel turned on by it. But as we progressed and we began by experimenting the various ways of getting his prick to glide between my breasts as also the oils we used for lubricants, I have begun to enjoy it. I admit that it now feels more erotic than having to have his prick in my pussy; for when he is engrossed in fucking my breasts, he invariably manages to play with my clit. And boy, my clit is super sensitive.

I had begun to suspect that he had a thing going with Maya when I had started to watch the two of them stealing glances at each other: the slow, seductive smiles that Maya gave him and the winks he gave her.

And so it was that I pretended to leave for school (having requested the day off) and crept into the basement by using my key to the outer door.

I watched them all right. The porno film turned me on as I had a clear view of it. Maya had huge breasts and I could understand Jay wanting to fuck them.

Truth to tell, I wanted to see them fucking! But all Jay had been interested in was fucking the maid’s monstrous tits.

I had almost walked in when they began to neck heavily but decided to bide my time. I wanted to see if Jay would fuck her eventually. But the film playing on the video concentrated more on breasts and I knew my husband: a quick fuck and then he would slide his prick in her cleavage.

If I had a camera, I would take a picture of the two of them when I walked into the living room. Stark naked, Maya, now having slipped onto the floor, knelt there while he still had his glorious prick clamped between her breasts and an awful amount of his semen splashing all over her flesh.

“Nita, I-I didn’t k-know,” he stammered, trying to pull his prick away from between her breasts.

For her part, Maya hid her face by pushing it into the sofa. 

I was wearing my standard dress: the one I wore when I went to school. It was a pure white sari, the border pinned to the high-necked blouse. The blouse had a black lining and the border of the sari was conservatively draped over the chest.

“I heard her saying she wanted to experience two pricks at once,” I said in a flat voice.

To say he was astonished would be the understatement.

They did not say anything; so I decided to take the matter in my hands. 

“Are you up to it?” I asked.

“Uh?” he was stunned.

“Can you raise a hard on again?”

Maya turned around, a look of complete amazement on her face.

By this time, she had pulled the sari she had been wearing and covered her body as best as she possibly could. Likewise, my husband had pulled the pajama and covered his wet prick with it.

“The two of you are covered with spunk,” I told them calmly. “And this dress I am wearing is not cut out for what I want to do. So get into the bedroom in the guest room and have a shower while I change into something comfortable.”

Jay leaped up from the sofa, a smile breaking across his face, as he understood the implications of what I was saying. He bent down and pulled the maid by her armpits.

“Come on baby, we are going to have some fun!” he said.

“While we are at it,” I told him sternly, “please continue calling her by the names you have been doing so far. As far as I am concerned, she’s your bitch, whore, slut or whatever else.”

“Come on, bitch, let’s get into the bathroom!” he said, now getting into the spirit of things.

“And no fuck play there,” I told them. “You better keep the door open so that I can check. We will meet in the den. Assuming that this was going to happen, I have set up everything over there, including fresh and hot water in the bed and cushions.”

I trusted Jay and didn’t have to check, of course. Instead, I walked into our bedroom and selected a particularly sexy outfit.

It was a mini-skirt that hugged my curves. Even at this age and having borne children, I was proud of my figure. I had taken a lot of care to preserve the firmness of my body and to make sure the curves remained intact. Of course, they weren’t what they were like before the kids arrived; I had filled up. But the filling up of all that extra flesh was at the right places and I still boasted of good (though they were now large) breasts, narrow waist and flaring thighs. My buttocks were still rounded, shapely and firm. 

I wore my skimpy, purple nylon panties that barely covered my crotch. In fact, they were so flimsy; I could clearly see my mound as I inspected myself in the mirror.

I wore a matching half-bra that struggled to contain my bulging breasts, exposing almost half of the tops. They too were flimsy enough to show my now-erect nipples. 

A word about my nipples: I had seen Maya’s and they were really huge. Mine were about average; say half an inch when erect but the areolas were very spread out. Jay was particularly attached to them and liked to rub the tip of his prick over the nipples.

I pulled on a dark, blood red blouse, with hooks at the front and a cleavage that plunged down so much it was almost obscene. 

The den as we called it was located beside the basement and its one outstanding feature was the positioning of the various mirrors. There were mirrors on the ceiling, mirrors on the walls, one-piece mirrors, three-piece mirrors with hinged and adjustable sides. The mirrors were visible only when one pulled a switch concealed in a small recess above a wardrobe. I had already decided that I wouldn’t use the mirrors today; instead, they would appear to look like flat opaque glasses. 

We had furnished the den with a queen sized water bed, a narrow ottoman, a couple of deep-leather chairs and a fairly large size swing that not only rocked back and forth, but also had the facility to go up and down at the touch of a button at its sides.

The swing was Jay’s idea and was meant for the kids because they had seen a similar one at their cousin’s place. The rest, including the waterbed and the concealed mirrors were of course our ideas. 

I stepped into my special high-heel shoes. They were black with wide golden colored straps around them with an opening in front so that my red-painted toenails peeped out from within. I splashed some perfume and brushed my long, silky hair.

When I entered the den, I saw Jay and Maya, towels wrapped around their bodies, walking from the opposite direction. The two of them were thoroughly scrubbed and even from this distance, I could smell the soap on them.

Jay’s jaws dropped when he saw me. 

“Oh, wow! That’s great!” he gasped.

I gave him my special sexy smile. I noticed that Maya’s eyes too bugged at the sight of me clad in this kind of a dress. Normally, she saw me wearing either a gown, a housedress or a sari. This was the first time she was watching me clad in this type of a tight, short, skimpy and provocative dress.

“Let’s get in,” I said, pushing ahead and switching on the hidden soft lights. Maya gasped when she saw the room; she had never seen it before.

I walked to the ottoman and lowered myself on it, crossing my legs, letting the tight skirt ride up my shapely hips. I watched them standing beside each other. Jay looked both sheepish and excited while Maya seemed to be overwhelmed by the situation.

“Well, darling,” I addressed my husband. “I saw the whole thing. What I would have liked was to watch you really, really fuck this whore till she would beg you to stop!”

Maya colored deeply and Jay grinned. I could detect the bulge between his legs, straining against the towel. His chest was bare and heaving. Maya had wrapped a larger towel around her. But it wasn’t large enough to expose a lot of her breasts and covered her hips so little that if it was another inch higher, I swear we could see her pussy.

“You just fucked her a while and then it was just tit banging, huh?” I continued.

“W-well,” he stammered in reply. “You know how crazy I am about tits, honey.”

“But can you do it now and can you hold it long enough?” I asked.

“I think so,” he replied thoughtfully.

“I don’t want you to think. I don’t want you to spurt your spunk until this bitch is begging for you to stop.”

He grinned, pulling his towel, revealing his thrusting prick. The bitch must have fondled it, or soaped it considering that it was so hard so soon. Or perhaps, the fact that I was participating had turned him on. 

“How and where?” he asked me.

I paused, thinking for a while. Then, I gestured towards the waterbed. “I want you to fuck her there. Fuck her from behind.”

Dumbly, Maya followed him to the waterbed. Jay and me have had the most beautiful and satisfying times when we made it on the bed. Even the couple of cushions that lay on top were filled with the water.

“Get on your hands and knees, slut,” Jay told her, pushing her onto the bed.

Apparently she had never been on one of them because she squealed (in delight, I think) when she got on top and felt the waves rocking her body up and down.

“Don’t laugh or say anything unless you are told to, bitch,” I told her scornfully. “Or, unless Jay’s cock makes you to scream and shout!”

She scampered onto her fours, looking at me. “Like this?” she asked Jay, looking back at him.

“Yeah, like this,” he said. “It’s better that way on the bed. Maybe you can lean on that fucking cushion if you prefer it that way.”

She shook her head, her weight transferred onto her knees and elbows as he stood beside the bed and whisked off the towel. I felt a kind of electric spark course through my body when I saw her extraordinary breasts spring out, dangling down. Her long legs and her round and robust ass cheeks looked good enough to eat.

My husband was apparently filled with confidence, now that he had realized my desires. He wrapped his hand around his prick, stepped close to her face and stroked the foreskin back and forth over his swollen cock head.

“I figure I could last longer if she sucks my dick,” he said, looking towards me.

“No, she can’t suck you now,” I replied. “However,” I continued, rising from the ottoman and walking towards them, “I can.”

He seemed to get more excited. 

“Don’t move and don’t change your position,” I admonished when he tried to turn.

Maya’s face was quite close to his cock so that when I bent down to kiss the top of the shaft, my face was scarcely a foot away from hers. 

I noticed that she was breathing heavily, her nostrils flared. Her eyes were fixed towards my mouth and Jay’s stiff cock.

I reached out and took his swollen balls in my hands, licking the helmet with tentative licks. Then, leaning further into him, I took as much of his prick inside my mouth as I could manage. I moved back, only to push my head forward again. I did not close my eyes as I sucked him; instead I let my eyes flutter from his eyes to her astonished face. I let the flat of my tongue stroke the underside of his fat prick, slipping my hands down to his straining hips and then gently encircling his ass cheeks. This allowed me to keep my head steady and instead pull and push his ass to and away from me, his prick firmly embedded in my mouth.

Jay began to rock his hips to and fro, groaning his passion, sliding his hands down to grip my head. I pulled away long enough to say, “Play with the slut’s tits. Look how they are dangling.”

So as I pulled my head back to lift his prick up against his belly to lick his balls, I watched him reaching down under the maid to grab one swaying tit.

Maya, to whom I hadn’t yet spoken a word or she to me, moaned in ecstasy as Jay pulled on her long erect nipples. He groaned as well when my tongue flicked over his balls.

“Would that do for now?” I whispered to him fondling his cock and looking up at him.

He nodded, looking down at his glistening prick. I stepped back to watch him climb the waterbed, positioning himself between her long legs. She moved her knees further apart and I walked around to watch her pussy blink out between her legs, his cock caressing the folds of her pussy.

She pulled one cushion towards her and lowered her face onto it, lewdly wiggling the cute cheeks of her ass. As the tip of his prick pushed against her slit, he palmed her ass, spreading them apart.

I thought that maybe he was finding it difficult to penetrate her pussy, so I stepped forward again and grabbing his stiff prick, maneuvered the head between her lips.

She moaned aloud, her body visibly shuddering as his swollen knob pressed in. Now that I had helped him to guide at least the tip of his prick inside her lips, I drew back to watch him slam his hips forward. She bucked her hips back into him as his prick sank completely inside, disappearing from view.

Her ass squirmed and she ground her hips further back onto the impaling thickness of his stiff prick, until his balls touched the insides of her thighs.

“Oh god!” she yelled uncontrollably. “Fuck me, please fuck me!”

Since I had allowed her to speak in the event that Jay’s prick compelled her to, I didn’t ask her to keep quiet. On the contrary, her screams of passion aroused me.

“Like that, huh?” Jay asked resting there with his prick embedded inside her pussy.

“Oh my god, yes, yessss…” she hissed. “Come on, fuck, fuck me!”

Leaning over her, he slid his hands over her hips, down her firm belly till his hands were playing with her clit. She moaned as he began to stroke the bud, drawing away to allow his prick to reappear. He thrust forward again with a loud grunt.

“Oh yes, darling, ram her like that! Give her bitch cunt you’re the fucking it deserves from your cock!” I cried out, no longer able to control my own rising passion.

Keeping my gaze fixed upon the writhing twosome, I pushed my mini-skirt down over my hips, kicking them away. 

He hunched over her, his hands sliding up to take a firm hold of her swinging breasts, working his prick feverishly in and out of her pussy. He turned and looked at me with glazed eyes as I gripped the waistband of my tiny panties and wiggling my hips thrust them down to the floor.

I watched for some more time as he thrust in and out of her, his prick making squelching noises as it rammed in and out of her pussy, the noise making it evident that she was leaking profusely. 

The waterbed rocked in uncontrollable waves and I could hear the water rumbling inside it.

“Oh god, oh dear god,” he chanted. “Her bitch cunt is so tight and hot and wet, oh god, it is so hot!”

His balls slapped against her thighs as he continued to pump frantically in her.

“Take it easy, big boy,” I whispered. “I don’t want you to come in that slut cunt; nor anywhere on the bitch. I got plans for you.”

His eyes lit up when he turned and looked at me. Apart from the fact that I was naked below the waist, what I had just said, made him pause momentarily, his prick buried inside her pussy. She rocked back against him, trying to make him continue pumping in her.

“Oh god, don’t stop,” she implored. “Give me that cock! I’m almost there, oh yes, I’m going to cum!”

“What sort of plans?” he asked me, slowly withdrawing his prick till only the glans was lodged inside the hole.

I let my tongue flick across my lips and smiled at him. He plunged forward again, his prick yet again disappearing inside her pussy.

“You,” I told him, casually walking to the bed and climbing atop it, “are going to make this slut clean your cock with her mouth. You are not going to let her clean your cum because you won’t have cum then. Later, you are going to do to me what you did to this whore when you were watching the fucking TV together!”

I managed to stand in front of the girl despite the waterbed making it extremely difficult for me to do so. 

“Raise your head, bitch,” I commanded her.

Jay understood what I had told him, so with his face grimaced with concentration, he began to thrust to and fro slowly; much slower than before when all he must have thought of was spurting his seed inside Maya’s cunt.

Maya looked up, her eyes crossed with lust, mouth wide open, chest heaving even as Jay continued pumping into her with his trademark long and slow thrusts.

I stood in front of her, my legs splayed apart. 

“Lick my cunt, you little nasty bitch!” I instructed her, sinking my hands into her lustrous hair and pulling her face up towards my pussy.

I sighed with pleasure when her face crushed against the wetness of my pussy. I was hot and horny; there was no doubt about that.

“Hold on to my knees and lick my slit,” I told her.

She grabbed my hips and buried her face deeper between my legs, her tongue wildly flicking over my slit, trying to enter the folds.

I reached down and opened the petals of my pussy.

“Now, you dirty little whore,” I said. “Take that tongue of yours and push it inside my cunt!”

I grunted and moaned when I felt her tongue thrust into my insides. I watched my husband plunging back and forth, driving his prick inside the wench’s pussy. I leaned forward and putting my arms around his shoulders, pulled him towards me.

I opened my mouth to allow his tongue plunge inside as we kissed. I pushed my pussy harder against Maya’s sucking mouth. Jay was thrusting steadily into the maid and now, he reached with his hands to pull my skimpy blouse down over my shoulders.

He leaned back, his eyes lighting up as he saw the bra I was wearing. Slowly, a smile on his lips and his hips still rocking to and fro, he unhooked the bra and pulled it down. Jay likes for me to have my bra slung below my breasts. Now, both the blouse and the bra supported the bottom of my swollen breasts.

I arched my back when he leaned forward and pushed his face between my melons. His rapid and deep thrusts into Maya and the waterbed made me feel like I was being pushed behind by a massive wave. 

“Ah, yes, yes, fuck me, push that cock inside my cunt! Harder, please, faster! Oh god, this feels so good!” 




Maid To Take Ch. 03



I heard Maya extolling the virtues of a doggie fuck and pulled away from Jay to look down.

“I didn’t tell you to stop licking my cunt, whore,” I snapped at her, lowering myself till I was sitting on her face. I groaned when she shoved her tongue back inside me. At the same time, I felt Jay’s fingers rubbing my pussy lips. 

I ran my fingers over the maid’s back and managed to thrust my hand between her rocking legs. I felt Jay’s engorged prick thrusting in and out as I slipped a finger alongside it into the wetness of her wet pussy.

“Oh yes, oh yes,” she hissed, ramming her buttocks back. “Fuck my cunt, fuck it, oh yes, I’m cumming, I’m cumming, oh my god, yes, yes…”

She shoved her face between my legs, now licking my slit ferociously. I felt her wetness seep onto my fingers and I was sure Jay could feel the increased wetness surrounding his prick. I knew she was cumming.

“AARGHHH, ugghhh, Ohhhhh, god, g-g-god, yes, yessss…” she cried out. Her body shuddered with spasms and she let herself go.

“Don’t you dare come,” I whispered to Jay who was licking all around my heaving breasts.

He did manage that in spite of ramming his prick deeper inside Maya’s pussy.

“Ahhhhh…” she sighed, collapsing on the waterbed. I heard a plop as Jay’s prick disengaged from within the grasping hold of her pussy.

I raised my hands and pressed the back of my husband’s head deeper to my breasts, moaning when he flicked his wet tongue over the nipples. His hands had grasped the sides of my melons, pushing them together so that he could lick both the nipples by swiping his tongue across them. 

“You are not yet finished, bitch!” I said in a rather high-pitched voice, partly because of my state of horniness. 

“Take her the way you did me during our anniversary last year,” I gasped out to Jay, pushing his head back and looking at his throbbing and glistening prick. The foreskin was pushed way back and the veins pulsed.

He remembered all right. He shifted backward and reaching down, spun Maya over to her back. She squealed weakly (the orgasm had obviously drained her) as she sprawled on the waterbed, her thighs bent, legs spread wide apart, revealing her wet pussy.

He grabbed her thighs, pulling them further apart as he shuffled forward between them. There was avid anticipation in her face, realizing that she would be having his prick back into her pussy yet again.

“Yes,” she cried out wantonly, reaching down to grasp his prick in her hands. “Yes, do it, fuck it with your cock again, yes, hurry, hurry!”

He braced his knees between her legs and cupping his hands under her round buttocks, hauled her towards him. He knelt there as she arched her back, slipping her hands from his prick to grasp at her own thighs and pulled her legs back until her knees were pressed against her large breasts. Her pink dripping pussy lips were wide open now and looked completely vulnerable.

“Fuck me!” she moaned. “Please, please, I want that cock again!”

He paused, rather wickedly I thought, to gaze at her gaping pussy, and then slowly nudged his prick against the opening, nestling between her labia. He moved his prick up and down against her pussy lips making her cry out hoarsely and to buck her hips upwards.

I stood away from them, not so far so as to be not able to see the process of him tantalizing her with this foreplay. As she began to thrash against him, rolling her head from side to side, squirming her hips she began panting and clawing his back in a desperate attempt to get his prick inside her pussy. I slipped my hands down to my pussy, fingering the moist lips as I watched. My tongue snaked out to wet my dry lips.

“Please!” she implored.

He thrust forward swiftly, pulling her buttocks down the waterbed as he fed the tip of his swollen prick inside her tunnel. I could almost see her pussy clamp itself around his thick prick, gripping it and trying to hold it in place.

He laughed wildly, feeding more of his shaft inside her.

“You want this cock inside you, huh bitch?” he rasped out.

“Yes, yes,” she replied.

“Then say it, slut!”

“I want your cock inside my cunt! Oh please, fuck with me, fuck that cock in me!”

He finally slammed forward, penetrating her pussy completely with his prick. She cried out with pleasure and he jammed his prick even deeper till their pubic bones ground together. I could see his balls resting against the cheeks of her buttocks. Her thighs closed over his hips, rippling, and her hands clawed his back as she signaled him to start moving in the familiar way.

He drew back again until only the tip of his prick was lodged inside her pussy, the rest of it shining with her juices, and then plunged forward again, impaling her and making her cry out.

“Oh yes! That’s it; fuck me like that, yes, yes, faster, faster! More, more!”

He pulled back and with a grunt, plunged forward again. Sobbing with pleasure, she soon fell into rhythm with his thrusts, pushing her belly down and forward. The waves created by the water rocked the two of them; yet they continued to move.

His strokes became longer and languid and he increased the frequency gradually with an expertise, which was all so familiar to me. He rammed his prick in and out of her and she rotated her buttocks and writhed around his prick. 

I watched intently, now rubbing my nipple between the fingers of one hand while sliding another finger in and out of my pussy as her juice began to slide down into the crack of her buttocks.

He heaved up, changing the angle of his thrusts and I was sure that his prick was rubbing her engorged clit because she started to whine and jerk violently. 

As he plowed into her again and again, grunting with his efforts, sweat running down his brow, I cried out, “Make that bitch sit up now!”

That is how we had done it on that day.

He was kneeling on the waterbed as he continued to thrust and so it was easy for him to grab her hands and pull her up till she was seated on he bed. Her thighs were around his buttocks and I watched her breasts bounce wildly as he took her in this position.

She encircled his shoulders with her arms, holding on to him and began to move up and down even as he continued ramming into her. Her hair bounced around her face and I could scarcely see her. In stead, because she had angled her body backwards, I could clearly see his prick sliding in and out of her pussy.

“Ah, ah, oh, god, oh god, aargghhh, ugghhh, fuck, fuck, oh yes, you are making me cum again, oh yes, oh yes…” her voice grew steadily in pitch till she was screaming out yet another orgasm.

I hurried over and pushed her head back. Spreading my legs apart on the bed, I pulled her face to my pussy.

“Eat me bitch, yes, yes, like that, yes, oh yes, make me cum with your slut tongue, yes, fuck my cunt with it, ah yes, like that, you bitch, like that you whore, fuck!”

Jay backed away, leaving us alone. I ground my heated pussy against her liking mouth, grabbing her by her hair and pushing myself closer to her.

With the bed rocking me up and down, and Maya fastening her mouth over my pussy, Jay decided to give me another reason to have my long pending orgasm by walking up to us, leaning down and sucking on my breasts. 

I let one hand grab Maya by the back of her head and with the other hand I pushed Jay towards the breast he was sucking. His teeth nipped me there and then he licked around the nipple.

“Oh my god,” I hissed, “Oh yes, oh yessss…I’m cumming Jay, eat me, you bitch, yes, push that tongue deeper, yes, yes, now lick that clit, oh, oh, ooohh…” 

Jay remained standing on the bed as I collapsed down onto it, breathing heavily. 

It was one of the best orgasms I have had lately.

I watched Maya’s limp body fall back. She was breathing heavily as well, her breasts rising and falling. Her legs were spread wide apart, rather lewdly, and I watched the pussy juice dribble outside her.

“Go, lick him clean,” I told her weakly.

Before she could move, Jay was hunched over her body on his fours. His knees were pressed on the bed on either sides of her face and he rested on his palms. His prick dangled down over her face.

I watched her pink tongue slip out of her mouth and she raised her head to lick his shaft.

“All over it, all over it,” Jay gasped.

She washed his prick with her tongue before taking it in her mouth. I was aware that Jay was the only one who hadn’t climaxed as yet.

Jay began to plunge his prick in and out of her voracious mouth by moving his hips to and fro. I watched her with a degree of wonder. This girl was amazing! She’d already climaxed twice, had sucked her off and now here she was, not just lying back and letting him pump his prick in her mouth, but moving her head as well in counter thrusts to his movements.

She reached up and cradled his balls, running her fingers over the taut flesh there.

I rolled over the waves of water in the bed till I was kneeling in front of him. 

“Kiss me, darling,” I said.

He didn’t hesitate. I felt his tongue move past my lips and tickle the roof of my mouth as we kissed. Even then he continued thrusting his prick in and out of her mouth.

I pulled away reluctantly.

“I think she’s cleaned you enough,” I told him and immediately he pulled his prick out of her mouth.

I looked at him coyly, using my hands to hold my breasts by their bottoms, pushing them up and together.

“Fuck them now, honey,” I whispered.

He groaned, getting to his feet. He steadied himself by grabbing my shoulders and thrust his hips towards my chest. His prick was standing up, pointing towards the ceiling. It was the perfect angle for me to be able to wrap my breasts around it.

He grunted again when I had trapped his prick firmly between my breasts. Looking down at my breasts, he began to move back and forth, sending his prick sliding delightedly up and down the tavern I had created for the purpose. As I said, my breasts weren’t as big as Maya’s and when he slid it back and forth between them I could clearly see it. In fact, I had to cross and interlace my fingers across them so that it wouldn’t slip out.

“Yes, baby, yes. Fuck my tits fuck them now! Ahhhhh yes, faster, faster! I want you to cum all over them! Just like you flooded that bitch’s tits!”

He began to move furiously. He had held himself back for a pretty long time and I knew he was close to his orgasm. 

I felt Maya’s mouth on my pussy and startled, I looked down. She had managed to get between my knees without me having realized it and holding my hips, she was sucking on my pussy.

I slid away from her and let myself fall back on the bed.

“Come on, honey, get on top of me and fuck my tits,” I implored to my husband.

He straddled me now and guided his prick back in the valley between my breasts.

“Ugghhh…” he muttered, pushing my melons together and beginning to rock to and fro. Down below, I felt Maya sucking hungrily on my quim. 

“I’m going to cum!” he announced, suddenly increasing the pace of his thrusts. “I am going to cum, baby!”

“Yes, yes,” I muttered, sliding my body up and down the bed to assist him. 

“Oh fuck, oh fuck,” he chattered.

I kneaded and squeezed my flesh, squirming from side to side, pulling and pushing his swollen prick with me as I moved, rubbing his sensitive skin against the orbs.

His body jerked and froze spasmodically and then a moment later, a torrent of his hot semen gushed out of the tip of his prick. I let it flood my cleavage before tilting my head forward to receive the next salvo on my lips. 

He rose over me, releasing his prick from the trap of my breasts. I opened my mouth and he sprayed his cum over my face and into my mouth before moving his hips to allow the rest of it splash over my breasts.

He sucked in air as he ejaculated, groaning endlessly. I pulled myself up into a sitting position and took his prick in my mouth, sucking him to try and get the last drop of his hot cum. 

I continued sliding my lips up and down the shaft till I was sure that I had sucked him dry, and then fell back on the bed.

He looked at me through hazy eyes, his body still shuddering in irregular spasms. I rubbed the juices over my breasts as I always did before carrying the wet fingers to my mouth.

“Amazing! That was amazing!” he gasped out weakly.

I shook my head as I continued to lick my fingers, feeling the juice dribble across my chest.

The maid was forgotten as we looked at each other.

I pulled my finger out. “No, honey. That was stupendous!” I corrected him.



Maid To Take Ch. 04



I had already known that Mr. Jay had the hots for me. I suppose it was from the time he had first seen me in the kitchen.

Now, I've been a maid for over a dozen years and worked at more than a dozen places. I guess it was the profession chosen by our parents. And their parents before them.

My husband, Abhi, as Jay (he insisted I call him by the first name now that we were so familiar with each other!) was indeed a dolt. For him, fucking was only an end to justify the means. And that meant that all he wanted to do was lie on top of me, push my sari up my waist, push my panties down to my knees and push his rod inside. 

He fucked like a rabbit: his only intent being that of draining his seed inside me. He hardly ever undressed me completely. At the most, he would shove my blouse and my bra down and maul my tits as he fucked with me savagely.

Jay, and then madam, had thought me the intricacies of sex. I had never known that fucking could be an art that would be so enjoyable. It was true that I had never sucked on a pole (or for that matter on a twat) before these two had introduced me to it. 

After that long marathon we had in their den the other day, I had heard them talk about the endless possibilities we could have now that their children were due to spend their two week vacation with madam's parents. 

"What would really be mind blowing," madam had said, "would be to actually see what Maya was telling you when the two of you were watching that porn flick."

"What was it that I said?" I had asked. After Jay had climaxed, madam had turned into a surprisingly cool and soft-spoken lady. Before that, she had hardly uttered a sentence to me, which did not address me as ‘slut', ‘bitch' or ‘whore'.

She had leaned forward and kissed him long and hard on his mouth. I could clearly see him trying to lick up his own spunk from her mouth.

She turned to me and smiled. "You had wondered what it would be like to have two cocks at the same time. One in the mouth and I think you said one in your cunt."

I had remained silent for a long time, merely watching the couple kissing each other and fondling their genitals.

"With your permission, I think I can try to fulfill your wish."

They broke away from each other and stared at me after I had uttered the words.

"What did you say?" Jay had asked wonderingly. 

Here I was, an ordinary maid (at least my life had been ordinary till now) with just my first experience with a rod other than my husband's drilling my hole, and the first ever time I had eaten another woman's twat, and I was already in high gear.

I guess suppression of secret desires make you turn into something like that. Plus, there were the inventiveness with which Jay had created various scenarios. Including the books and today's video.

"I mean, with a little bit of time, I could let another man I know join me and Mr. Jay." I told the stunned couple.

"No way," madam said, shaking her head. "If word gets around, we did…"

"But that's exactly what I can assure you. Word will not get around."

"Who's the other guy you are talking about, Maya?" asked Jay, resuming with his lazy fondling of his wife's tits.

"My husband," I replied.

"What?" Madam's voice was high-pitched and quivering.

"Let me explain," I told my audience. 

And I did.

******

"What the hell do you think you are doing, Maya?" Abhi's voice was loud: almost as if he was startled, which, I guess he was.

"Just lie back. And don't shout or you will wake up the rest."

"Well, hell! I don't believe it!"

"Relax," I muttered, having pushed him on the narrow bed. I knelt down beside his hips and leaning forward, caressed the soft skin of his pole.

His rod was about the same size as Jay's, only slightly thinner. 

He had been astonished when he had found me wearing madam's outfit gifted to me by her: the same one that Jay had made me wear when he had fucked me the first time. It was the red tight knee-length skirt and the tight t-shirt. 

Abhi's jaws had dropped because he had never seen me in anything other than the sari. The other effect was obvious: the bulge between his legs.

Before he could say anything, I had pulled him inside and closed and locked the door.

"What the hell is this you are wearing?" he had asked, unable to tear his eyes away from the tight sexy dress I was wearing.

I had walked up to him, encircled my arms around his neck and pulled his face close to mine. Fortunately, his mouth was still open when I kissed it; and I could thrust my tongue inside.

Instinctively, he groaned as I fucked his mouth with my tongue, pushing my body close up against his, pressing my stomach against his bulge. He was in his uniform as he had just finished the day-beat. 

As I dry humped him, I unbuttoned his coarse khaki shirt rapidly and then slid my hands down to unbutton his trousers with the same alacrity.

His hands had automatically encircled my waist and as his pants fell down on the floor, I had pushed him on the narrow bed.

I moved my mouth down his chest while pulling his underwear down his thighs and soon, I was holding his erect pole in my hands and sliding my fist up and down the smooth skin.

"What's got into you?" he squeaked.

I had decided to break him step by step. 

"Just wait and see! I saw Mr. Jay and his wife doing it like this," I replied, bending down and giving his rod head a quick lick.

He shuddered and his pole twitched. "Oh god, woman, what the hell is this?"

"This is called cock and where you put it inside me is the cunt. What you do with it inside me is called fucking," I was enjoying myself. "But what I am about to do is called cock-sucking. But don't you dare spill your seed so soon or you will miss more of the fun."

"God, you have been debauched from watching your employers," he gasped.

For an answer, I took the tip of his pole inside my mouth and sucked gently on it. His hips jerked up; perhaps in excitement or maybe surprise, but he lay there, letting me take the initiative. 

"This is wrong," he croaked.

I pulled my mouth away from his hard on. "Who told you that?"

"Nobody. But I don't know if anybody does it like this!"

I lowered my head again and this time, I took his entire rod in my mouth, relaxing my throat muscles to let the tip enter inside.

He groaned and his hands gripped the back of my head reflexively. "Ahhhhh, Maya, what the hell…"

I squeezed the base of his pole the way Jay had thought me to, so that he wouldn't spurt his cum quickly. I let my eyes look up and saw his face contort with desire, his eyes shut tightly as I bobbed my head up and own over his stiff rod.

"Let your hands off, woman, I can't stand this anymore!"

I squeezed harder, sucking him faster and using my tongue to lick the shaft. His hips began to buck up and down on the bed as he fucked my mouth.

I managed to twist around the narrow bed and as I continued to suck his throbbing pole, I hitched the skirt up my thighs.

"Ahhhhh…" I heard him sigh and I knew he was staring at my lacy panties (again, a gift from Jay). Without letting his rod escape my mouth, I pressed my horny twat against his face.

"Ugghhh…w-what the h-hell?" he mumbled.

"I suck your cock," I told him, "and you will lick my cunt."

He couldn't answer because I ground my panty-clad twat right into his face. 

"Kiss my cunt, you ape!" I hollered, "Kiss it and lick it!"

He did. I felt his hands encircle my ass and he pulled me towards him. I took his throbbing flagstaff in my mouth right down to the hilt when I felt his hot mouth open on my wet hole.

I pushed my panties down my legs to feel his lips on my naked twat.

"Push your tongue inside! Now!" I gasped. 

I knew he was blinded by lust because he quickly thrust his tongue inside my twat lips. I moaned, sucking the entire length of his glorious pole till I could feel the swollen tip push past my tonsils. 

I pushed my body up and down, rubbing my twat over his face. In the process, I felt his tongue scraping my clit and this made me hornier.

As we were thus engaged, I pulled my head away to get the t-shirt off my body and this time when I took his rod back inside my mouth, I thrilled with the feel of my naked nipples pressing against his belly.

I felt his legs wrap around my neck; good, I thought, sucking him harder, now he's really into it! I was literally flooding his face with my juices and I was aware that very soon, he would be cumming too.

He was groaning and writhing under me and I was happy to be in control. I pushed his prick back over his belly and licked the under side of it till it was dripping wet with my saliva. Then, I pushed it down between his legs and licked the topside. I cradled his balls and gently squeezed them.

He was grunting now, thrashing around wildly. I knew he wanted to cum but I kept my fingers tightened around the base of his swollen pole.

"Mmmmm, Hmmmm…" he groaned.

I rotated my twat over his face and he slid his tongue deep inside it. I began to hump; as if his tongue were his pole. 

I came again; I had forgotten how many times I had climaxed. I wanted to orgasm again and again. 

It was what Jay and ma'am had made me: a fucking pervert. And I enjoyed every second of it!

Finally, I decided that I had tortured my husband enough and twisting my body again over the bed, I slipped down till I was kneeling on the floor. I bent down and took his rod in my mouth, guiding his hands to my tits.

He mauled them instinctively, kneading the swollen flesh and pinching the erect nipples. He was making hoarse and unidentifiable noises deep inside his throat.

I let my tongue bathe his shaft as I sucked it deeper inside my mouth, beginning to bob my head back and forth, faster and faster.

"Oh yes, aahhhh yes, yes, I want to put my cock inside your cunt!" he cried out.

I smiled to myself increasing the suction of my mouth on his rod, still keeping the base squeezed between my fingers, preventing him from cumming.

I drew back, letting the thread of my saliva dangle between my mouth and his rod. I looked up at him and he was staring at his pole in awe.

"What do you want to do?" I cooed, blowing hot breath on his rampaging rod.

"Oh, yes, I want to fuck, I want to fuck!"

The four-letter words that he was uttering seemed to be strange coming as they were for the first time from him. They served to increase the pitch of my excitement and I urged him on.

"With what do you want to fuck?" I asked him, licking the tip of his inflamed rod.

"With-with my c-cock!" he replied, cross-eyed with lust.

"And where do you want to put your cock?" I teased, now letting my tongue swathe his balls, pushing closer to him to allow his hands to fondle and squeeze my tits.

"Inside your cunt!" he croaked.

Holding his pole in my fist, I rose over him and leaned forward, pressing my tits over his face.

"Lick and suck my melons!" I gasped.

He bent down and his tongue washed over my sensitive tits. I thrilled when the wet tongue drooled between them, and then slipped to suck one tit. He was trying to take in as much of the tit as was possible, which wasn't quite as much as he wanted to.

I moaned as he suckled my tits, gripping the base of his dong and slipping the foreskin up and down the shaft.

Finally, I was no longer in a position to control myself and I shoved him onto his back on the narrow bed.

I straddled him and he looked astonished: he had never known any other position but the missionary.

I spread my thighs, planting my knees on either side of his hips. He groaned and twitched when I rubbed the tip of his whang up and down the juicy lips of my hole.

His hips began to thrust up as he tried to shove his rod inside me. I rubbed the tip over my engorged clit and then reached down to open the nether lips of my hot twat, positioning him underneath.

Then, slowly, very slowly, leaning my hands on his shoulders, I lowered myself, thrilling with the feel of his hard dong entering my wet hole.

"Aahhhh…" I moaned when I felt the length of him slide smoothly inside me.

He began to jab forward. 

"Don't do that!" I said harshly. "Or you will spend your seed too soon. Just lie back and enjoy. I have a lot of other things that will blow your mind!"

He went still, his open mouth taking in the air in large gasps as I inched down over his dong till it was completely inside me.

"Ugghhh…" he groaned, his hands rising up to take hold of my tits to fondle them.

I looked down. His dong had completely disappeared inside my twat and his pubic hair tickled the inside of my thighs. I paused in this position for a while, luxuriating in the thrill that his pole was giving me. 

"Don't you dare spurt your milk," I warned him, pulling back slowly till only his cock tip remained inside. I paused again, looking down at the sight between my legs: his pulsating dong, poised under my twat. I suddenly slammed down on the pole.

"Ah, ah, uhh…" I gasped as his meat plowed into me.

"Hmmm, hmmm, oh, ooohh…" he grunted, pushing his hips up to meet my wild thrust.

I reached down and fondled my clit, now, beginning the sweet up and down movements, fucking my hole with his pole, and clutching his shoulders.

I felt his legs encircling my waist and I recalled how it used to be before with me under him and my legs around his ass. He pulled my ass and pushed his up off the bed, trying to match my thrusts. Our hips slammed against each other and his dong made squishy sounds in the silence of the room, interspaced with our moans.

My tits were swinging wildly now and he tried to keep a hold of them. I fucked him, oh god, how I fucked him!

"I-I think my milk is going to…" his voice was strangled.

Almost immediately, I froze, his dong embedded inside me. 

"No!" I said. "You will not spend your milk inside my cunt. Just do as I ask and you will get a better high than a dozen bottles ever gave you by watching that milk come over other parts of my body." 

His eyes widened as he contemplated this and he looked down through bleary eyes as I rose slowly till his dong slipped out of my hole.

I pinched the top of his rod and he squealed. I laughed quietly when I watched his erect rod slowly deflate.

Still rubbing my clit, I jerked his rod slowly. It was wet with my juices and his pre cum and my hand slid over it easily, bringing it back to its original state.

"I told you to take it easy, Abhi," I said softly. "I promise you that you will enjoy it if you last longer."

"O-Okay," he stammered.

I rolled over and lay beside him, beginning to slide down the bed till my ass was on the edge, my legs on the floor and my knees wide open.

"Stand in front of me on the floor and fuck your cock back into my cunt again," I breathed.

Hurriedly, he rose to obey me. He shuffled forward till his rod was resting on my belly and then knelt down, placing his hands on either side of my shoulders.

I reached down to grab his dong, directing it into my hole.

"Now!" I cried out, lifting my hips upwards.

He groaned as he slammed forward and buried his dong deep inside my twat in one swift thrust.

"AARGHHH…" I sighed as I felt his dick fuck deep inside me, throbbing wildly. I raised my legs up and spread them apart, resting the heels on his shoulders.

"Now, fuck, fuck, fuck me, fuck me, you beast, fuck that cock inside my cunt, yes, yes, like that, like that, ugh, unngghh, Hmmmm, yessss…"

I pushed up when he came down and drew back when he did. Our thighs slammed against each other and I went back to stroking my clit.

"Look down," I gasped, "and you can see your cock drilling my cunt!"

He did. We both did. His dark meat plunged in and out of my twat and he increased the pace. He reached out to grasp my tits cruelly and I enjoyed the pain!

"Ah, ah, yes, just a bit deeper, ah yes, I'm going to cum, yes, I'm cumming, oh yes, yes!" I cried out.

He began to fuck me in short but fast strokes.

"You don't cum now," I gasped, digging my heels deeper into his shoulders and frigging my clit faster. "Just let me cum and I'll promise you that you will cum later and better than ever before."

His eyes were shut as he concentrated on holding back. For an amateur in this type of fucking, he sure was good. 

I arched my back up and off the bed as I felt the orgasm rippling through my insides. I could almost feel my juices jutting out from deep inside me, washing his thrusting dong.

I raked his back with the nails of my free hand and managed to push a finger of the other hand into my hole alongside his thrusting rod. 

"Put your tongue in my mouth," I whispered, pulling his head down.

His mouth opened and I accepted his tongue in mine, sucking on it voraciously as I climaxed.

It was the best orgasm I ever had with him. It kept coming and coming till I felt my body go hollow, as though the insides were ripped and flowed out of my twat. I remembered to release my twat muscles that had been clamping around his dong to make it easy for him to prolong his cum.

I slipped my legs down over his shoulders and dug them into his ass cheeks, pulling him to me and keeping him there, communicating to him to stop thrusting in and out. He realized it and lay still on top of me, letting me suck his tongue as he kneaded and fondled my tits that were mashed against his chest.

I pushed his face back and looked at him. His eyes were almost bloodshot and filled with desire.

"Pull your cock out of my cunt," I told him weakly. 

Gently, he pulled out, the act itself making a soft ‘plop' sound.

I wriggled up the bed, pulling him along with me, feeling his rock hard rod rub against my belly.

"Climb on me and sit on my stomach." I commanded.

He looked bewildered, but obeyed. I was the master and he had accepted it.

"Put your legs around my waist."

I raised my arms as he dumbly crouched over me, his rod dangling, foreskin pulled back to reveal the angry purple glans.

"Push your knees into my armpits."

He had to sit on my belly to do that. I encircled my hands over his hips laying the back of my hands against the outer side of my tits.

"Now, put your cock between my melons."

Instantly, he understood. He groaned, his hands shaking violently as he pushed his rod between my large tits.

I pushed my tits together with the back of my hands, in the process, holding his hips together as well.

"Now," I told him in a small sexy voice, "fuck my melons with your cock."

He began to rock back and forth like a demon. His cock was already wet with my juices and it glided smoothly in my cleavage.

"Ah, yes, ugh, ugh, it, it feels so, so, good!" he panted.

Sweat fell down on my face from his brow as he looked on in fascination at the sight of his rod fucking my tits. 

I literally felt his meat expand as it rocked in and out of the valley of my tits. I raised my neck up.

"Every time you fuck in, wait for a while so I can suck the head of your rod. Then go back and fuck in again," I instructed him.

He thrust forward and I opened my mouth to welcome his cock head inside my watering mouth. I sucked on it, tasting the juices of my twat.

And then he pulled back. His hands grabbed mine and he pushed my tits together harder. He fucked forward and paused, again, letting me suck on him.

His meat slid against the sensitive inner skin of my tits as he now fucked in and out faster and faster.

"Oh, oh, ah, Maya, ah, ah, I am going to shoot!" he whispered through gritted teeth.

This time, I did not ask him to hold back. Instead, I began to rock my body up and down, countering his thrusts as he fucked my tits.

For his first tit-fuck, he certainly lasted long enough. A vision of Jay's cock doing that to me from above sprang through my mind as I watched his jism spurt out from the slit of his throbbing dong.




Maid To Take Ch. 04



Splash! Splash! Splash!

The first hit, I took directly in my mouth and before I could swallow the gooey and warm liquid, the second burst arced up through the air and splattered my cheeks. The third went as high up as my forehead, and even in my hair, and then he pulled back and I felt his come shooting between my tits.

I pulled his cock out and leaned up to take the spurting tip into my mouth. He was still shooting when I began to swallow the fiery cum hurriedly, unmindful of the fact that quite a lot of it was dribbling past my lips.

I sucked and licked till his rod became limp.

Yes, I was the master.

******

From then on, Abhi was putty. He refused to go on his beat the next day.

"To hell with the cab. I'd rather ride you than the fucking cab."

We lived in a small three-room squalid apartment with his mother and our four-year-old daughter. We used one room as a kitchen-cum-dining room, another as a bedroom and the third as a living room, which also served as a bedroom for his mother and our daughter. Between the bedroom and the living room was the small bathroom. The living room had a tiny balcony, barely six by four, overlooking a large rocky hill. 

My husband convinced his mother to take our daughter out to the market for the day's groceries.

"You might as well also take her to the tea shop and have a cup of tea, ma. I know you like that tea," he told his mother, winking at me. I was ready to get dressed to go for work while he was still in his vest and shorts, having just emerged from the bathroom and toweling his hair.

As soon as my mother and daughter went out, he bolted the door behind him and turned to me, twisting his mouth in a leer.

"Okay, let's do it again," he whispered walking toward me, lifting his vest up over his head.

"I am getting late," I persisted, eying the bulge swaying inside his shorts. 

"It can wait," he muttered hoarsely, slipping his shorts down his legs to expose his hard throbbing dong.

I felt the first gush of juices rushing inside my hole and when he leaned forward to grab my tits, still encased within the confines of my blouse, I shuddered.

He squeezed my tits brutally and I let my hands slide down to grab his tool.

Ah! It was so hard and hot. It was pulsating and I could feel the pre cum leaking out from the head. Furiously, I jerked his rod up and down as he hastily unbuttoned my blouse and then unclasped the hooks of my bra.

"Ah yes," he whimpered, spreading his palms over my naked tits, "Tits, yes, tits!"

I smiled. "You want to fuck my tits?"

"Oh yes, oh yes. I want to put my rod between those mangoes and fuck the hell out of them."

"Could you finger fuck my cunt when you do that?" I asked him, shuddering as he squeezed my melons and I jerked his dong harder and faster.

"How's that?"

"I'll show you," I replied as he slipped my bra down my shoulders and began kneading my boobs. "If you could let go of these mangoes!"

He laughed harshly, rolling the erect nipples between his fingers and drawing a sigh from me. "Watermelons, yes, these are more like watermelons! My God! Why did I not realize about the joys you showed me yesterday?"

I pulled away from him and rapidly walked to the wooden bench lying in the corner. I pulled it to the center of the room, eying his hard dick.

I lay on the low bench, bunching my sari around my waist and parting my legs till the feet were planted on the floor. My head dangled down the upper edge of the bench, my hair falling down to brush the floor.

"Stand here so that you can fuck my mouth and get your cock wet before you slide it from the top," I instructed him.

His eyes bulged out and he hastily obeyed. He had to hunch down at the waist to line his dong to my mouth. Without any preliminaries, he thrust his hardness into my mouth and I closed my lips around it, sucking it in, letting my lips wash the throbbing shaft.

He began to thrust in and out, his hands going to my tits and squeezing them. He was standing above me at the top now and since he was hunched, he could see my hole when I swiftly pulled my panties down my legs by bringing them together and above me. I slid them back to the floor, reaching down to open the cunt lips so that he could see the depths of my moist cunt.

I literally slobbered on his pole, letting my saliva dribble over it, getting it wet for the lubrication he would need. I could see his balls swaying as he fucked my mouth powerfully.

He began to groan and his hands tightened on my tits. I pulled his cock out of my mouth and let my lips wash it.

"Now, now," I moaned, pulling his prick toward me till his ass was directly in front of my face. "Put that rod between my tits!"

Grunting, he seized his shaft and guided it between my melons, his hands pushing them together to wrap them around it. 

"Oh fuck," he cried out when his dick disappeared in the valley of my tits. "This is great! I never thought of fucking your melons from here!"

His balls and ass swayed and moved over my face and I stuck out my tongue to lick the flesh.

"Bend down and put your fucking finger in my twat!"

He went for it immediately and I bucked my hips when he shoved not just one, but two fingers into my sopping cunt.

"Aargghhh!" I moaned. "Bend down further and lick my twat!"

He hesitated for a moment and I reached out with my hands, pulling his face down. His fingers paused, wedged in my cunt and I thrashed with pleasure when I felt his mouth on my mound. Clumsily, he began to lick me.

"Don't stop fucking my cunt with your fingers!" I cried out, pushing my hips up off the bench.

He did as I instructed him to do. His fingers began to move back and forth inside my cunt as his tongue slithered up and down my slit.

I pulled his head up slightly. "That little hard thing, Abhi! Yes, yes, that! Suck on it, oh yes, suck on it!" 

He took my clit in his mouth and began to suck on it. His hands had pressed my boobs together around his dong and he was pumping to and fro furiously. The bench creaked and rocked with the rhythm of his movements. I felt his throbbing flesh scrape the sides of my tit and I managed to take one of his balls into my mouth.

He was already on the edge of his climax and I knew he wouldn't be able to stand it longer. I moved my body up and down the bench, fucking his cock with my tits even as he chewed on my clit and plunged his fingers in and out of my hole.

It was what Jay called a quickie. A few seconds after he exploded in my cleavage and I was screaming my orgasm. 

"Oh god, oh fuck, oh fuck," I panted, feeling his come splash between my tits. "Faster, you fucking ape, faster, oh yes, harder, harder, put those fingers deeper, yes, like that, bite my clit, ooohh, aahhhh…" 

He was howling and writhing on top of me, still plunging his spurting shaft in and out of my cleavage. I felt drops of his cum splash over my belly and then he pulled it out and thrust it back into my mouth.

He leaned forward and laid his body on top of me, now in the classic 69 that I had learnt from Jay. As I shuddered and wriggled, I moaned and cried out, my orgasm ripping my insides out. 

Both of us now spent, we lay like that for a long time, sucking and licking each other.

"I really don't want to go on my beat," he mumbled, letting his tongue swipe up and down my slit.

I was licking his cum off his rod that I suddenly had the idea. "You won't have to. You are getting a new job as a driver. At a place where we can't be apart."



Maid To Take Ch. 05



NOTE: THIS IS THE FIRST TIME THAT I HAVE WRITTEN ABOUT ANAL SEX. I HAVE NEVER TRIED IT BEFORE & DOUBT WHETHER I WILL. DON'T ASK ME WHY: I JUST FEEL IT WOULD BE DAMNED PAINFUL FOR HER! HOPE I GOT IT RIGHT. LOOK FORWARD TO FEEDBACK, POSITIVE OR OTHERWISE.

The SUV was modified at a non-descript garage. The owner was a friend; in fact, he still is.

The rear was fitted with a pair of seats that were perpendicular to the driving seat; not parallel as they had been before. 

And yes, Abhi was a good driver. When Maya had suggested that we hire him, we had been initially apprehensive. The thing that we had going between us was private. Abhi was an out and out alcoholic. If he were to be initiated, there was every possibility that he would talk.

Too, he did not know that Maya was already involved in our games. Moreover, I wasn't sure I would like to see him get it on with my wife. Plain jealousy. Or, you could say that I thought Abhi was too much down the rung of the ladder to make it with someone as classy as my wife. Maya is damned sexy all right. But she can't hold a candle to Nita. My wife is class personified and the very thought that Abhi might have a go at her, put me off.

We spoke about it. Maya insisted that her husband wouldn't leak out anything that we did. Nita was worried. I was plain jealous!

Strange how it is with a guy! At least, with a guy like me. I would love to bang women like Maya, irrespective of whether they were married or not. But when it came down to my own wife, I shuddered to think about it.

Would I have the guts to see some other guy sliding his cock in Nita's pussy? Or how would I react if Nita had a mouthful of some other guy's cock?

However, that would come later. First, we had to initiate Abhi. First time he drove us to the market, Nita and me were sitting on one seat at the rear and Maya was seated opposite us. It was a Saturday: the market day. Having made all purchases, we were being driven back to the house by Abhi.

I was stunned when Nita casually reached for my zipper and pulled it down. She fished out my cock and the women smiled at each other. The front seat was high and it was impossible for Abhi to realize or see what was going on behind. Anyway, he was too busy negotiating the big SUV through the dense traffic.

Nita reached out with the other hand and grasped Maya's wrist, guiding it towards my prick. I shot a glance at Abhi. He was preoccupied with the traffic.

I suppressed a groan when Maya clutched my cock. By now, it had become erect: and when Maya jerked it, with a faint smile on her lips, it began to throb.

"Why don't you peel the cabbages, Maya?" Nita said calmly.

Maya understood what my wife meant. 

"I'll have to bend down, madam," she replied.

"So? What's stopping you?"

"Okay, madam," Maya said, getting down on her knees between the seats.

Casually, I let one hand grip the back of the driving seat. "You are okay with the car, Abhi, and I'm glad."

"Thank you, sir."

Maya had shuffled forward and was now running her lips over my cock. I glanced at my wife. She had one hand inside her mini skirt and I could see the billowing movements there.

Maya cradled my balls before finally slipping my hard on in her mouth. With my other hand, I reached down and shoved it inside her blouse. She pulled her shoulders together to allow me access there. Past her bra, my hand got hold of her scrumptious tit and when I squeezed it, Maya redoubled her efforts on my cock.

Nita slid her foot across the floorboard. I saw her foot pushing past Maya's sari. Maya parted her legs and pushed her sari up her hips to allow my wife to caress Maya's cunt with her dainty foot. My wife hadn't bothered to ease off her stiletto and I was sure that she was pressing the pointed front against Maya's cunt.

"Switch on the radio, Abhi. I want to hear some music." I said.

He grinned and complied. The stereo blared out rock music.

"Up with the volume," I told him.

"Yes sir," he replied. The volume went up and it was enough to cover Maya's moans.

Maya was bobbing her head up and down now, her hands between her legs, pulling Nita's stiletto closer to her cunt. Nita's hand too had increased the pace under her skirt and I began to pinch Maya's nipple.

I grunted, pulling Maya's head closer to my groin as I exploded. Her lips locked on my cock and she struggled to swallow my come. 

"Here, let me help you," Nita said. "That cabbage needs two hands."

Nita bent down and licked off the come seeping out of the corner of Maya's lips.

What a way to go!

******

It was Maya's idea to let Abhi watch Nita and me fuck. 

Initially, I was against it. I didn't want him to see my wife naked.

Nita cajoled me into it.

"C'mon, Jay! It's not as if he's fucking me. You will be doing it and all that he gets to see is a real live show!"

Anyway, she talked me into accepting Maya's idea.

We chose the den. And this time, Nita insisted that we do it with the mirrors in full sight.

Nita was wearing a slip. Nothing else. I was in my shorts. Nothing else. 

There were mirrors on the ceiling, mirrors on the walls, one-piece mirrors, three-piece mirrors with hinged and adjustable sides. The mirrors were visible only when one pulled a switch concealed in a small recess above a wardrobe. What looked like flat opaque glasses, turned into mirrors when I pulled the switch. 

The waterbed was temporarily forgotten as we met midway in the room. Our arms encircled each other's shoulders when we kissed. I sucked on her tongue, which she kept thrusting into my mouth, simulating what was to come.

We were aware that Maya and her husband were watching us. It gave me a kind of a high. 

I grabbed her slip-encased tits and kneaded them even as she thrust her hands inside my shorts to grasp my throbbing cock.

I shoved my tongue in her mouth as she masturbated me. I leaned back and swiftly removed her flimsy slip. Her tits tumbled out and she spread her thighs to expose her cunt.

I groaned, squeezing one tit and letting the other hand cup her naked mound. She moaned, jerking harder on my cock.

"Let me get that randy cock between my tits," she panted, sliding down to her knees.

I held her shoulders as she guided my cock between her tits. She pushed them together and began to move up and down, rocking furiously with my cock trapped between her melons.

"Suck the tip!" I ordered.

She continued to tit-fuck me, bending down to let the glans enter her hot mouth when she moved down. It was simply incredible. Her soft tits fucking my cock even as her hot mouth sucked on the cock head had me grunting with desire. 

I looked around and above in the mirrors and saw a hundred Nitas and a hundred Jays reflected in them. Her ass bucked up and down as she stroked my cock between her tits. 

I could see her hair flopping wildly as she bucked up and down. The mirrors also made it possible for me to see her lips sliding back and forth over my shaft. I imagined what Maya and her husband were going through at this moment. And even as Nita fucked my cock with her ripe melons, a picture of Maya's huge tits flashed through my mind. 

"Oh god," I gasped, breaking the silence. "Oh my god, Nita, I am going to come!"

She drew back, releasing my cock head from her mouth and concentrating on bucking up and down faster to masturbate my cock with her tits.

"Yes, yes, darling, come, come on my tits!" she cried.

I felt the juices beginning to flow from my balls and glanced furtively at the green curtain behind which we had planned Maya and her husband to be positioned.

As my cum shot out from the tip of my cock, I once again wondered what the maid and her husband were doing behind that curtain.

******

I was watching Jay and Nita through the curtain with Abhi crouched behind me. I had been wearing one of Nita's gowns: the one with a plunging neckline and reaching midway to my knees.

Abhi had already bunched the hem of the gown over my hips and my panties were pulled down to my knees. He had pushed his hand up my back, encircling them to cup my swollen tits. My bra was still hanging over my shoulders: he had merely unhooked it.

"My god! Our employers really are something!" he muttered, rubbing his naked and erect dong over my ass cheeks. 

"Shhh! Be silent and watch. How do you like madam?"

"S-she is classy, really," he had managed to insert his dick between my legs so that the head was poking out from in front. "You are like an SUV. She's more like a Mercedes."

So much for comparisons, I thought as he began to pump back and forth, his dick rubbing my slit. I let out a moan and reached down to finger my clit.

He pinched my nipples, rubbing them between his fingers as we watched Jay pumping his cock crazily between Nita's tits. She was rubbing her melons together, dragging them up and down over his cock.

"Would you like to sample her?" I asked my husband.

I felt his cock twitch and I had the answer.

"You mean I could really get to touch her?"

"I think we can manage," I gasped as he now guided his dong into my hole from behind. My cunt stretched to accommodate him and then clamped over the length of his thrusting shaft.

His hands tightened on my tits and he slid a finger between them. "Oh god, oh god, that would be really fantastic! Look at that classy bitch! Look at her legs, her hips, her face and her tits!"

"But you will have to approach with a great deal of caution and cunning," I told him, thrusting my hips back against him to feel his randy cock plugging away.

"What do you mean?" he did not slow down.

"First the two of us get Mr. Jay, and then get Mrs. Nita," I replied.

This time he slowed down. "W-what?"

"Look, Abhi. You want to get into her pants; you have to let him get into mine. One condition, though. When he gets me, I want you to join."

"God, what kind of a mind you got?"

"I have secretly watched them looking at films showing this kind of stuff. I have also overheard them talking about what it would be like to have two men and a woman. But madam is tentative. She had said to him that she would like to watch her husband and another man get it on with another woman before she decides whether she would like to join the action."

"You have a sluttish mind," he whispered, resuming his thrusting of his cock in me, kneading my tits. "But I think the idea is okay. How are we going to get him together?"

"What do you say we barge in right now? Pretend that we have fallen through the curtain into the room?"

At that moment, we heard Jay groaning and telling Nita that he was coming. And madam asked him to come on her tits.

The sight of his juices shooting out must have egged Abhi. He thrust his cock savagely into me, grunting as he began to shoot his come inside my hole.

This was it, I thought. Pretending to be completely taken in by his fucking, which I was, I let my body crash into the room through the curtains. 

Abhi had his hands on my tits and I virtually pulled him inside the room with me. We landed on the floor of the mirrored room and though Abhi would have liked to stop, he couldn't because I let my cunt muscles pull on his shaft. He let out a howl when I did it.

As we sprawled out on the thick carpet, Jay and Nita pretended to be surprised and horrified at the same time.

"W-what the hell?" Nita screamed out, whipping her body away from Jay's cock and whirling around to face us.

"What is this?" roared Jay, trying to cover his nakedness.

"I-I…er…w-we a-are sorry!" I cried out, writhing my ass, clutching Abhi's cock harder with my cunt muscles.

So there we were: Abhi still bucking his hips back and forth, embarrassment all over his face and me bucking my hips right back into his ass. And across the room, Jay and Nita watched with open mouths, Nita covering her cum-covered tits and Jay, his wet cock.

By the time we stopped writhing on the floor and Abhi had pulled out his cock from my hole, pulling his pants back up to cover himself and me pushing my gown back down, Jay and Nita had managed to drape a pair of towels around each other.

We stared at each other.

"I-I a-am so sorry, sir," Abhi stammered, looking down forlornly.

There was a long silence and finally, Nita broke it.

"Maya, both of you will have to be punished!"

It was as simple as that!

******

In order for the punishment to begin, there were drinks and snacks passed around while Nita explained with a stern and bitchy expression what exactly the punishment would be. I murmured my protests and expressed my inability. But I could see the spark ignite in my husband's eyes as Nita explained and the drinks got into him. His eyes were now openly staring at Nita, who was still clad in a short towel wrapped around her. It covered barely half her tits and reached to just above her knees.

I could see the bulge between my husband's legs getting more and more prominent as Nita explained in graphic detail. Jay's cock wasn't idle either. I could see the tent forming there between his legs inside the towel.

And finally, it started. Nita lowered herself on the waterbed.

"Strip your wife!" she ordered.

When Abhi is down to a couple of rounds, he gets pretty high. So, with amazing alacrity, he rose from the chair, and grabbing my shoulders, pulled me up to my feet.

"Abhi!" I cried, feigning astonishment.

He laughed drunkenly and unzipping the gown, lifted it up over me, exposing my still open bra and my panties, which I had managed to pull back in place.

"We do what madam says!" he chuckled, taking off the bra and pulling my panties down.

"Lift this leg," he said and when I did, he pulled off the panties. I lifted the other leg too so that he could now completely remove them.

"Now," Nita murmured softly, looking at Jay. "Unwrap that towel, darling and show us your hard on!"

He grinned, obeying her. It was indeed hard. Throbbing, it pointed up at the ceiling, almost touching his belly.

"Get on your back on the floor, Abhi," Nita instructed.

He laid on his back on the floor, his cock pointing straight up the ceiling.

"With your back to him, you hussy, lower your cunt over his cock," Nita continued the game.

As I was doing this, Abhi said, "But, but, I have to see her…er…tits…to remain hard!"

Nita laughed. "You can watch the mirror. And if it's tits that make you stay hard, you can watch mine!"

She pushed the top of the towel down to her waist. Her tits tumbled out, large and soft, the nipples erect with the excitement.

I moaned when I felt my husband's cock impale my cunt. 

"Ahhhhh," I whimpered, till his dick was buried right to the hilt. I wriggled and rotated my ass.

Sure enough, he could watch my tits when he craned his neck, in addition to the reflections in the mirror above us. But he was more intent on watching Nita's tits, rising and falling as she began to breathe hard.

"Bounce on his cock, slut!" she said harshly.

I began to do exactly that. The drinks, the brief interlude and the snacks had re-ignited my passion, as indeed it had everybody else's. 

"Walk up to the bitch and ram your cock in her mouth, Jay!"

Jay grinned and walked to me, his cock swaying. When he reached me, he grabbed my hair, pulled my head back and said,

"You heard the captain, whore! Open your mouth!"

Abhi had his eyes on Nita, who was now slowly fondling her tits. He quickly glanced in the mirror, long enough to watch Jay's cock thrusting into my mouth.

I gagged as Jay shoved his cock into my mouth without any finesse. 

Abhi encircled my waist and slid his hands up to cup my jiggling tits. And for the first time, I had two cocks in me simultaneously.

As Abhi thrust his hips up and down to plunge his cock in my cunt, Jay fucked my mouth powerfully, holding the back of my head.

In the mirror, I could see that Abhi was intent on watching Nita who sat on the waterbed, fondling her own heaving tits. Her legs had parted slightly and I knew that what was happening on the floor, was getting through her too. I was right, because finally, she flipped the towel over her waist, wriggling her ass to do so, and spreading her legs apart, reached down with one hand to play with her cunt lips.

Her eyes were fixed on us and her lips were parted. Her tongue kept wetting her lips. Her nostrils flared and she was breathing heavily, her large tits heaving with the effort.

"Why don't you fuck her tits, darling?" she murmured huskily.

Jay was only too eager to comply. My heels were flat on the floor on either side of my husband's body and his legs were splayed out, outside mine. Jay gingerly walked between my legs and rubbed his glistening cock over my nipples.

"I said fuck her tits, honey. Don't fuck around with her nipples!" Nita commanded. 

"Lean back, bitch," Jay whispered.

I leaned back, resting my palms behind me on Abhi's shoulders, presenting my jiggling tits to Jay. 

He shuffled forward and I moaned when I felt his cock pressing between my tits. His hand slipped down my shoulders to capture my tits and squeeze them together.

The sight inflamed Abhi, I guess, because he began to sock it to me really hard, almost lifting me up off his body. As his cock repeatedly thrust into my cunt, neither Jay nor me, had to do any real movements. My body was almost suspended now and I began to move back and forth under my husband's savage assault. All Jay did was stand there, cupping my tits together around his stiff rod and looking down as my tits milked him. Occasionally however, Jay did thrust forward so that the skin of his cock peeled back as the tip emerged at the top of my heaving tits, exposing the angry purple head.

"Suck that dick when it comes out at the top, slut!" Nita commanded. 

I briefly glanced at her. She was still on the waterbed, this time, a finger sliding in and out of her wet hole. The palms of her other hand were spread around her tits and she was kneading them alternately. 

I bent down lining Jay's dong to my open mouth. When he shuffled forward, I clamped my lips around the shaft and sucked deeply on it. I heard Jay utter a groan.

"Fuck her harder, Abhi!" Nita shouted hoarsely. "Let me hear your balls slap her legs!"

My husband redoubled his efforts, his hands holding the top of my thighs as he shoved back and forth.

I moaned under his attack. Jay's cock was oozing pre cum and I let my tongue swipe the hard flesh. I could feel his cock pulsating between my tits even as Abhi's rod plunged mercilessly in and out of my cunt.

Up above us, the mirrors on the ceiling reflected Jay's ass and back grinding back and forth. Abhi was still watching Nita as he plunged into me and the sight of Jay's rod spearing my tits was incentive enough for me to come. 

I felt it beginning to come and I wanted to shout, to scream and to beg my husband to fuck me faster. He was already doing so, but I suppose he could go that extra yard. What prevented me from uttering any words was the fact that Jay's cock head was firmly embedded inside my mouth as he continued to fuck my tits.

I could tell that Abhi knew I was having my orgasm. His strokes became shorter and faster and his nails raked my thighs. I could also tell that Jay too knew about my orgasm by the way he began to jackrabbit me, his hands almost cruelly pinching my aroused nipples. And in the mirror, I could see Nita adding another finger inside her pussy. She had her legs up on the bed now and was leaning back to fuck herself. Her other hand too was between her legs. She was using the fingers of this hand to rub her clit vigorously till all I could see there was a blur.

I began to move too, up and down, back and forth. When Abhi pulled out his tool from my quim, managed to rise off his body. At the same time, Jay pulled back, his cock throbbing between my tits. And I rocked my body back too so that his cock was poised just outside my cleavage.




Maid To Take Ch. 05



When Abhi lifted his hips, I slammed down against him, impaling my cunt on his gorgeous tool, shuffling forward to let my tits gobble up Jay's dick.

The sensation of Jay's rod shoving back and forth between my tits was just as thrilling as the sensation that Abhi's dick caused inside my cunt. I whipped my head to my left and then to my right, moaning as the two dicks caused me to spasm like I never had before in my life. Flashes of the tapes that I had watched with Jay kept running inside my head. Only, this time, the two guys had faces, as did the girl.

I had kept my eyes closed, concentrating on the two cocks, struggling to suck on the helmet of Jay's dick as he rocked back and forth. I started when I felt a soft and sweaty hand on my shoulders. Jay was holding my tits together as he fucked them and Abhi's hands gripped my thighs. So I knew that the hand on my shoulder had to be Nita's. 

I opened my eyes and there she was, standing at my head, facing Jay. My eyes were drawn to her wet pussy and she was so close, I could smell the musky odor. 

She leaned forward, using my shoulders to support her weight and kissed Jay squarely on his mouth. I was pretty sure that this was driving Abhi wild: after all, her pussy was now directly on top of him as he lay below me. His strokes amazingly began to pick up the pace and he groaned. I could feel his cock expanding in my hole.

I was thrashing between the two guys, my orgasm complete and the second on its way. Jay released my tits and his cock popped out from between my tits. He rose to his full height and shuffled forward, his hands going around Nita's shoulders as he pulled her to him, kissing her hard. 

Supporting myself with one hand still on my husband's shoulder, I brought my other hand up and grabbed Jay's bobbing prick. I forced it down and raising my head, gobbled it in my mouth.

He began to pump his hips to and fro, his dick almost gagging me. It was as if my mouth was a cunt that he was fucking now. 

Nita spread her legs apart and stepped even closer to Jay, her tits flattening against her husband's chest, her hands going around his shoulders. I heard Abhi groan and I knew why. I had a closer look at Nita's pussy, now stretched wide open, revealing the pink opening. Her pussy was brushing against my forehead as I sucked her husband's cock deeper into my mouth.

Nita pulled away and I heard her voice, as if she was speaking from a great distance.

"Darling, do you want to fuck her cunt?" she whispered, pushing one finger inside his mouth. His lips opened and he latched on to it, sucking on it as if he was sucking on a cock. She had had just a while ago fucked herself with that finger and he must have tasted her cunt on it because he moaned.

I saw him nod when she asked him the question. Pulling her finger out of his mouth he said, "Oh my god, yes! I want to dip my dick in her hole! I got to, baby!"

"Stop!" she commanded Abhi and almost instantaneously he did. Frustrated (because I was close to my second orgasm), I kept rocking up and down on him, still sucking hard on Jay's prick.

"I said stop, you slut!" she snapped at me, smacking my cheek. It stung!

I obeyed, ceasing all movements, even relaxing the muscles of my cunt. I slumped down on top of Abhi, lying with my back on him. 

"Pull your cock out of her hole," Nita said.

Abhi was like an automaton. He pushed my ass cheeks off him and there was a sound of a ‘pop' when his cock slid out of my cunt.

"Raise your ass, you little whore! Keep your hands behind you on his shoulders. Better, keep them on the floor beside his head…yes, like that, one on either side of him. Lift your whore body up, further up, you bitch, yes, like that! C'mon now, you can spread your legs farther apart, oh yes, that's like a good slut!" 

She directed the three of us and then grabbed Jay's hands in hers. She carried them to her pussy and rubbed them there.

"Aahhhh, Jay! Rub me a bit there, oh god yes! This is fucking fantastic, you know? I never thought it would be so exciting watching the slut get it like that. But now, why don't we try out another thing? Abhi, I want you to fuck your wife up her ass!"

I froze in horror. I never had anything up there up until this point of my life. Jay had often caressed and kneaded my round and firm ass cheeks, but beyond that, I never really had anything else between those cheeks.

Jay had pulled his cock out of my mouth and had stepped back till his prick was brushing against my cunt.

"Darling, why don't you get her ready there?"

I was scared. Abhi too had become silent. He was no longer groaning: instead, he lay down, still and unmoving.

Jay playfully squeezed my buttocks and his stiffened cock rubbed over my inflamed cunt lips.

"B-but m-ma-madam, I – I have never…" I choked out.

"There's always a first time, you slut! You dared to spy on my husband and me and this is part of the punishment. Understand?"

We had never spoken about this part when we had sipped the drinks and tucked in the snacks as she had related the punishment that Abhi and I were about to receive.

"Go on, darling, grease her up!"

Jay grinned, dipping his head down to lick at my nipples tantalizingly. He toyed with my ass cheeks and then slid a finger back and forth over the crevice there.

These strokes of his fingers over my crevice were slowly beginning to have the effect on me and it became impossible for me to remain still, impossible not to sway to and fro. Abhi's cock head rested against the bottom of my back, just above my ass.

I had to wiggle my hips and flex my thighs when I felt Jay's cock rubbing my slit.

I gasped when Jay probed my ass hole with his finger.

"She's dry here," he announced. "Too dry."

"Wait," Nita replied, rapidly walking away.

"Please Jay," I implored when she had disappeared. "I have never done this!"

"As the lady said, there's always a first time for every thing," my husband chuckled, rubbing his rod over my bare back.

"You seem to enjoy this, don't you?" I shot back.

"Well, I have done this before as well," he said. "But I have a feeling it's going to be real good, huh?"

Before I could say anything, Nita reappeared. She was carrying a plastic bottle with her and she handed this to Jay.

"Use the Vaseline, darling, she said, resuming her position at the top of my head. "Meanwhile, you little slut, you are going to have to lick my pussy!"

She had shuffled forward, her legs wide apart, planted just beside my hands behind me. Her cunt was wide open and she lowered her body gradually till she was squatting on my upturned face.

I put my open lips against her cunt. I heard her moan and then cry out when I began to suck on the whole flesh there. She was dripping her juices.

I suddenly gasped when I felt Jay's Vaseline covered finger at the opening of my ass hole. Nita grabbed the back of my head and pulled me closer to her.

I felt his finger gently probing my ass hole, exploring and trying to enter inside. My legs quivered and I shuddered as he began to wiggle his finger inside my back. On its own volition, my ass clenched.

"Relax, relax," Jay murmured, rotating his finger, slowly sliding it in.

I cried out, my voice muffled by Nita's cunt pressing against my lips.

"Just continue sucking me, bitch," she snarled.

I tried to focus my attention on sucking her aromatic cunt. I slid my tongue inside her and heard her purr.

Jay's cock lay pulsating between my thighs and Abhi was dragging the tip of his cock up and down my spine. Jay was gently probing inside my ass and Nita had pulled my face between her legs. I suppressed a scream when Jay suddenly slid the tip of his greased finger inside my ass. At the same time, he jabbed a couple of fingers of his other hands inside my cunt.

I was a writhing mass of confusion. There was pain in my ass and I tried to relax the muscles there. At the same time, there was the pleasure that his fingers were giving me by wiggling inside my cunt and I tried to snap my cunt muscles against them. The pleasure increased when Jay spread his palm and used his thumb to rub my clit in gentle circles.

"Oh my god!" he exclaimed, "She's real tight down here!"

"Perhaps you want to fuck her up her ass, darling!" Nita gasped, pushing her cunt into my face.

I could see Jay's face lighting up. "Should I try?"

"I don't see why not," she told him.

"Okay, I guess." He said, with more than a hint of excitement on his suffused face.

"Okay, you slut," Nita said, stepping back. "Spin around and lie on top of your husband."

Abhi slid his hands off his cock and very tentatively, pit them on Nita's legs.

Her reaction to this was quite violent. She slapped his hands away and her leg shot forward catching him flush on the side of his face.

"I didn't say you could do that, you bastard!" she hollered. 

I felt a secret pleasurable feeling run up my spine. Serves him right, I thought, as I rolled off him and then mounted him. After all, he had laughed wickedly when Nita had suggested that he fuck my ass.

Though the look on his face was funny, my heart went out to him. He was my husband and the poor sod had absolutely no idea what had occurred between the three of us before this. He wasn't aware that this was a set up. So, as I straddled him, I leaned forward and kissed him on his mouth, shoving my tongue inside. I was sure he could taste Jay and Nita on me, but he kissed back anyway.

I gasped when I felt Jay's tongue licking my twat from the rear. I reached down to open my cunt lips to him wanting to feel it inside. But he pulled away from me and began stroking my pussy with his fingers. 

Finally, he slid his stiff cock between my legs from the rear, bathing it with the juices that were flowing from the hole. He did not fuck me there; he merely rubbed his shaft back and forth, getting it lubricated. 

When his cock was wet (I could see our reflection in the 3-way mirrors positioned at odd angles in the room) he pulled back and rubbed his cock head against my ass hole. I groaned, flinching as the tip stretched the round circle of muscle and then slipped partway inside me.

"Ugghhh," he grunted, bringing his hands to my ass cheeks and pulling them farther apart. I lowered myself so that I was lying on my right side and lifted my left leg over my husband. This way, I hoped that my ass hole was open wide enough to Jay's probing cock.

I cried out when he began to feed more of his cock inside the tight hole there.

"Oh my god, it pains!" I cried out.

Once again, Nita grabbed my head and guided it to her moist pussy, muffling my cries.

"Oh yes, oh fuck, she's tight, honey, so tight, it's like fucking a virgin cunt!" Jay panted.

His dick inched inside me, and though he was gentle about it, it was hurting like hell. Abhi must have realized it because I felt his hands caressing my cunt gently, rubbing my clit. The tip of his wet cock brushed over my belly and he slid down, adjusting the height and getting his cock in line with my cunt. 

Jay paused, reaching under me to fondle my swaying tits, pinching the aroused nipples. Another shuffle, and some more of his shaft went inside my ass.

I relaxed my sphincter muscles as much as possible under the circumstances. There was no escaping the fact that I was finally going to be buggered. Plus, the heavenly smell emanating from Nita's pussy and Abhi's fingers gliding over my slit was intoxicating my senses. 

Suddenly I realized that my ass hole was definitely yielding! Jay's cock, as rigid as a steel cylinder, was easing inside my now soft anal passage.

Then I felt Abhi's cock pressing against my wet cunt, and as Jay's powerful cock pushed me forward, I felt my husband's cock begin to slide through the slippery opening of my cunt.

Oh my god, I thought, once Jay's cock was firmly embedded inside my ass hole. This isn't hurting anymore. The pain was exquisite. Jay remained motionless for a few moments to allow me to get used to the feeling of having his hard dick inside the hole.

"Please," I cried out, pushing my ass back at Jay to try and take in as much of his tool inside me as possible. "Stick it in that hole! That's where I want you to give it to me!" 

It was an intense feeling – same as like being for the first time in my pussy. I loved it now.

My asshole was so tight that I could feel every vein and curve of Jay's cock as it disappeared in my chute. At the same time, Abhi slammed his hips up, entering my pussy hole smoothly all the way, right up to the hilt.

Nita laughed delightedly. "Lick my clit, slut!" she gasped. I ran the tip of my tongue daintily up her slit till it was at its apex, flickering over her clit, which was now as large as the knuckle of my little finger.

To tell the truth, I lost count of the number of the gut wrenching orgasms I was having under the twin attack of the two delicious cocks. I'd never realized that it would be such a great feeling having a hard throbbing cock inside my virgin asshole while being ravaged in my cunt as well. Added to it was Nita's wet cunt and her stiff clit. 

When Abhi pushed his hips up, my cunt swallowed his snake-like dick and slammed me against Jay's cock. My husband was staring at Nita's cunt, which I was now licking savagely and he now brought his hands up to encircle my back and my ass, caressing me there. Jay had taken hold of my juicy swaying tits, kneading and squeezing them.

"Oh fuck, oh fuck," Jay whispered through his clenched teeth, his voice coming out like a hiss as he now began a slow in and out movement, driving his dick up my ass in counter thrust to Abhi's movements. My head tossed from side to side and I whimpered as the men fucked me, driving me back and forth over Abhi's body and into Nita's cunt. I stuck my tongue out and let it remain stiff, fucking Nita's cunt with it. She moaned and cried out.

I watched her lean forward and kiss her husband on her mouth, her cheek bulging out to accept his tongue.

My heaving body felt stuffed with the constantly moving cocks of the two men. I moaned and panted in sheer delight as they pumped their dicks, now with a skillful rhythm. I was aware that with my two holes filled up like that, only a thin membrane separated their thrusting cocks. Jay spliced his way between my parted ass and my cunt churned under the pressure of Abhi's cock, as it slammed deep inside me. 

Oh fuck, yes! I thought, thrashing uncontrollably as yet another orgasm ripped out from deep within me, overwhelming me, forcing me to suck longingly on Nita's wet cunt to keep from blacking out. The spasms that were continually shaking my body subsided yet again, my head cleared and the two men still continued to pump in and out of my holes.

"You are hornier than I ever saw you before," Abhi chuckled, his hips pumping back and forth furiously, driving his cock in and out of my sopping pussy.

"You like having it up your asshole, don't you?" he gasped, his eyes still riveted on my tongue sliding up and down Nita's slit.

"Yes," I mumbled.

"Doesn't it hurt?"

"Only a little at first," I panted. "Now, it feels heavenly."

Jay pinched my nipples and I squirmed uncontrollably. 

"Do you want to come in her asshole, darling?" Nita asked.

"Ugghhh, oh fuck yes, yes, yes," Jay groaned.

"Are you close?" she asked again. Her hand burrowed between her legs, rubbing her clit as I licked her cunt lips.

"I have been holding back!" Jay cried out.

"Keep it inside her ass. Abhi, I want you to pull your cock out and slide up so that it is between her tits! I want to see your cum spurt out there! I won't be able to see my honey's honey and that won't do. I love to see come spurting out of cock!"

I could sense Abhi's excitement. Ever since I had introduced him to tit sex, he had been hooked to it. He shuffled his body, dragging it up, while Jay paused, his cock deep in my asshole. Nita stepped back to keep her cunt mashed against my face.

Jay held my tits apart, craning his neck to watch Abhi guide his cock between them. As soon as my husband had his prick between my scrumptious dangling tits, Jay pushed them together. Abhi's dick was slick with my juices; yet, Nita yanked my head back, pulling my hair and leaning down, spat on my tits.

"Now, darling," she told her husband, "Start fucking her ass again, and this time, don't try to hold back. Do it faster and get it in deeper!"

I didn't have to move at all as Jay thrust into me with renewed vigor, though, as I relaxed, I began to move my ass in tiny little backward thrusts. It did feel strange having one man's hands pushing my tits around another's cock. As Jay plunged into me, Abhi's dick glided between my tits.

Nita howled like a banshee, grabbing my hands and guiding them to her cunt. I pried her cunt lips apart with one hand and shoved a couple of fingers of the other hand between them, immediately beginning to fuck her with them. I was drifting in the clouds now; my pleasure at the highest possible level I could ever imagined it to be. As I swiftly fucked her cunt with my fingers, she rubbed her clit, arched her back and moaned; her hips wriggling. She had climaxed!

"Oh sweet god!" Jay whispered, ramming his cock uninhibitedly inside my asshole. "This is so good! I love to fuck this ass; it's so tight, so fucking good! I'm going to come, oh yes god, I'm going to come!"

His words ignited me. I clenched my ass cheeks together, pushing back harder toward him. I spread my legs wider and slid my hand between my thighs, plunging two fingers into my pussy. I grabbed and rubbed my clit furiously. My body throbbed and I needed release yet again. 

His hands hurt my tits as he pushed them together, wrapping them around Abhi's cock, and thrusting forward he steadily plunged his dick in and out of my asshole. He grunted and groaned.

"Fuck me!" I screamed. "Fuck me harder, shove your cock deeper in my ass. Oh god, I love your prick in my ass. Harder, please, faster, faster, deeper, ugh, fill me up, oh yes, oh yessss!" 

I felt his cock swelling in my ass. His pumping became faster, almost frantic.

He shouted out as he began to climax. He jerked his cock back to the edge of my hole, thrusting toward me, pressing his hard cock back into my asshole. Again and again he thrust his cock deeper inside me. I came yet again when I felt his sperm shooting inside my asshole. He kept fucking, making sure that he was drained completely. His hands slid around to grab my ass cheeks and Abhi now pulled his hands off my back to cup my heavy tits. 

As Jay lay still, panting and gasping for breath, Abhi moved up and down, his cock gliding between my tits. Now that Nita had sunk back onto the floor, I bent down and opened my mouth so that I could suck the top of Abhi's cock when it appeared at the top of my cleavage. Soon, he began to shorten the strokes so that he could fuck my tits when I continued sucking his cock head.

I was sweating now and so was Abhi. I had forgotten how many times I had come, and now, I concentrated on making my husband spurt his seed between my tits.

I heard a small ‘pop' when Jay pulled his cock out of my ass hole. It remained open – I could feel the openness there. Jay had really fucked my ass up!

"Let the bitch clean up your cock, darling!" Nita's voice felt like it was coming from a far distance.

I heard the padding of Jay's feet and then his hands yanked my mouth off my husband's cock. I continued writhing on top of Abhi, sliding up and down over him, milking his throbbing cock between my hot tits.

My head yanked up, I kept my mouth open so that Jay could easily thrust his wet cock inside. I closed my lips around his fat cock and licked away the shaft, tasting the strange, musky smell of my insides as I sucked him off.

Abhi began to groan and grunt, heaving his hips back and forth. His cock expanded and he cried out, "I am going to shoot, oh yes, I am going to shoot!"




Maid To Take Ch. 05



Nita immediately got off the bed and knelt beside us, her eyes flicking from her husband's cock fucking my mouth and down to my husband's cock fucking my tits.

Abhi yelled and went rigid. I moved back and forth faster and faster. Suddenly I felt his legs wrapping around my back, his heels digging into my ass.

"Ahhhhh, ugghhh, Hmmmm…" he cried out.

His cock exploded its juice. It hit my chin and then as I swayed backwards, I felt it shooting between my tits. Jay pulled his soft cock away from my mouth and I raised my body from the waist. Abhi's jerking and shuddering cock fell out from my cleavage and I grabbed it, jerking it furiously. He shot his come and this time it smeared all over my globes. 

I pushed my body back and lowered my head to take his cock in my mouth. 

Nita yanked my head back. "I told you I want to see that come exploding all over you, slut!" she squeaked.

I held my head suspended in mid air as Abhi coated my chest and face with his boiling come. He grabbed the base of his cock and rubbed it over my body, still spurting some juice.

As for me, I had come yet again! It was astonishing! My hands were furiously rubbing my clit, fucking my wet cunt as I wiggled my hips and swayed my ass.

Abhi finally went limp.

"Oh, shit!" he breathed.

I glanced at him. 

Even now, he had his eyes on Nita's exposed cunt, as she knelt beside us, watching the show. 

Jay had wearily walked to the waterbed and was seated on it, watching us. When Abhi was done with his climax, Nita rose slowly and swayed over to sit beside her husband. She cuddled up to him and slid her arm over his shoulders. He did likewise, massaging her tit.

I rolled over onto my back, feeling the sperm dribble down my body. I watched Jay and Nita kissing each other.

Abhi was breathing heavily, his chest heaving up and down. His eyes refused to leave Nita. 

Jay pulled back and stared at his wife's face. "Honey," he told her softly, "you are the only one who hasn't yet got fucked by cock!"

She laughed, licking his ear, fondling his limp cock> He kneaded her tit and grabbed it from the bottom, as if weighing it.

"Relax, honey," I heard her murmur. "We have all the time in the world!"



Maid To Take



She gasped when I turned on the shower. 

“Cold water,” I remarked.

I directed the shower so that her tits and cunt got wet. The wet cunt and tits looked erotic. Holding the hand shower in one hand, I reached out and caressed her ample tits. She blushed and sighed.

Quickly, I thrust my hand down and cupped her cunt.

She sighed again. And moaned. 

I was having a hard on. She was cute and wonderful and sexy. 

After the bath, I toweled her body. 

“I am going to let you wear my wife’s clothes,” I told her.

She blushed again.

I fished out a lovely dress from my wife’s closet. It was a knee length skirt and tight. It was red in color and so I chose a red t-shirt from her collection. That too was tight, very tight.

Maya was of the same height as my wife; the only difference was that she was fuller. So that when she wore the dress, she looked damned sexy.

Her large tits pushed out of the t-shirt and her hips and thighs looked glorious. 

“Sit down on the sofa,” I told her and when she did, I sat beside her. I suspected that she was getting horny too.

I put my arms around her and grabbed her. She gasped when I french kissed her, shoving my tongue into her mouth. 

I leaned back.

“Doesn’t your husband kiss you like that?” I asked.

She flushed and shook her head.

“Did you like that?” 

She cast her eyes down and flushed.

“Say you like it, bitch,” I said.

“Yes, I liked it.”

“What did you like about it?”

She hesitated. “When you pushed your tongue inside my mouth,” she answered.

I laughed. With my arm around her, I could easily caress her tits. “You have great tits, you know?” 

“Does your husband kiss and suck them?”

She blushed and shook her head.

“What a dolt!” I murmured. “If he does not suck and lick them, then forget about him fucking them.”

She looked at me and she was amazed.

“Fuck them?” she asked this with a blush.

“Yes. Fuck these tits. We will get to it.”

By this time, I had lifted the t-shirt. Braless, her tits looked bigger.

I cupped one tit and leaning down, suckled on the other. She gasped in obvious pleasure.

I pushed her down on the sofa and buried my head in her tits. She began to moan and writhe as I licked the nipples and let my lips trail down her gorgeous cleavage.

As I suckled on her tits, I wasn’t forgetting her pussy. I raised the skirt and she whimpered when I let my fingers brush her cunt.

“Lets take off these clothes. They are an impediment,” I groaned.

This time she agreed by sitting up on the sofa and getting rid of the t-shirt and the skirt.

“Oh my god, you are sexy,” I muttered.

She looked down, blushing. “Lie down on the sofa. I am going to do something that you will love.”

She lay down on the sofa. She tried to hide her tits and cunt with her hands.

“Don’t do that,” I told her. And this time she obeyed.

I licked my way down her lips. Her chin, her tits again, her belly button and finally I reached her bald cunt.

She let out a scream when I thrust my tongue inside her cunt. Her legs rose on their own accord and she wrapped them around my head. I shifted my tongue to her clit. It was erect and swollen and she screamed again.

I began to lap her cunt busily and she writhed on the sofa. Her hands came down to guide the back of my head even as her legs squeezed around it.

It took her less than a couple of minutes to come and when she did she let out a wail.

I crawled up her luscious body and kissed her mouth, letting her taste her cunt. My cock was hard and I pressed it between her legs.

“Don’t you want to see my cock?” I asked her.

She had stopped blushing and was now horny. 

“Yes.”

“What do you want to see?”

“Your cock,” she replied.

I first slid out of my shirt before unzipping my jeans. She gasped when she saw my hard erection.

“See what you made of me?” I asked her, taking her hand and wrapping it around my cock.

“Jerk it. Move it up and down,” I told her.

Her eyes were wide open as she looked at what she was doing. So was her mouth. 

“Gently does it. I don’t want to come so quick.”

She caressed my cock.

“Feel my balls too,” I told her and she looked questioningly at me. 

I laughed. “I forgot. These are called balls,” I told her.

With one hand jerking my cock, she fondled my balls with the other.

“Ah, that feels so nice,” I said.

She smiled shyly.

“Remember what I did to your cunt?”

She nodded.

“Well, do it to my cock.”

She looked surprised. “You want me to take your cock in my mouth?”

“Of course.” I spread my legs wide.

“Kneel on the floor,” I told her.

She dubiously obeyed.

“Now take it in your mouth. Don’t worry. It’s common and a lot of people do it. Just wrap your lips around the shaft and suck on it.”

Tentatively, she leaned down, taking my cock in her hand. She looked up at me and bent down. 

“I said, suck it, bitch.”

That did it. Faster than I could say Jack Smith, she had my cock in her mouth and began to suck on it. I held the back of her head and lifting my hips, jammed it deeper till she gagged.

“Learn to take it in your throat. Relax your throat muscles and let the head enter inside.”

She got the hang of it with surprising ease. She was sucking my cock like she sucked cocks all the time.

“Are you sure you never sucked a cock?”

Since I was holding her head, she nodded, looking up at me.

“Suck it deeper, faster and harder,” I commanded her.

She began to bob her head up and down, letting my cock head enter her throat. I was afraid I would lose it and I still hadn’t sampled her cunt.

I pushed her back on the carpet and mounted her. I always believe that the first time should always be missionary. That way, your cock enters just as deep as you want it.

I spread her legs apart and shifted forward. I opened her cunt lips and slid my cock head to and fro over her pussy.

She lifted her hips, panting with excitement.

“Please, please. Put it into me,” she begged.

“Put what into your what?” I teased.

“Put your cock inside my cunt.”

I slammed inside, making her gasp. Her legs rose to wrap around my back. I mauled her scrumptious tits as I plunged in and out of her.

This time she came faster. Her husband must really be a dolt, I guessed.

“Please don’t come inside me,” she panted. “It’s my time.”

“Even if it wasn’t, I wouldn’t. Because I am going to fuck your tits now.”

I straddled her chest as she looked curiously at the sight. I poked my cock between her amazing tits.

“Hold them together,” I told her.

Now she got the idea. I gasped when she pushed her tits together and I felt the sides of her soft tits.

I began to slide my cock to and fro and she assisted by sliding her body up and down the floor.

Her head spun from side to side as I fucked her tits. I carried one hand behind me and plunged a finger in her moist pussy. 

“Oh my god,” she moaned.

“Come again with me, Maya,” I said. 

I rocked to and fro as I felt her hips rise up and down. 

Finally, groaning aloud, I splashed my cum all over her tits. I slid up and dangled my cock over her face.

“Suck me clean, Maya.”

Without hesitating, she took my cock in her mouth and sucked it. I was bewildered.

She licked my balls clean too. I spread the cum over her face and offered her my fingers to suck.

Surprisingly, she did.

It was one of the best fucks of my life and considering my wife, that’s saying quite a lot.

And it certainly wasn’t going to be my last fuck with her. We had only just begun!