Indian Sex Stories

When Bimla left for another city, she asked my neighbour’s maidservant if she would work for me, to which she agreed. On the first morning, Shanti arrived at seven in the morning, since she worked later on in the neighbour’s house. I was fast asleep when she rang the bell, and I opened the door and fell back on my bed. Shanti did all the work, and left when she had finished. This routine went on for about a week. One morning, while I was fast asleep, and she was sweeping, I must have been dreaming, and as often happens in the mornings, had a solid hard-on. While I was dreaming, I felt as if somebody was fondling me, and I half awoke, and realized Shanti’s hand was inside my pajama, and she was gently squeezing my lund. Having a good time, I pretended to be asleep. Shanti squeezed and stroked me for a while, and got up and left. She came back shortly and finished sweeping. This happened quite a few times, when I would pretend to be asleep, and Shanti would fondle me.

I would usually wake up when she was later in the kitchen, and I would go in and make my tea. Her eyes were always dancing, teasing me. While making tea, I would make sure I brushed against her, touching her arms, or lean across her to reach for the tea or sugar, pressing against her body. One day she said that there were a lot of cobwebs that she had to clean. She got the broom, and tried to reach the ceiling, but it was too high. I told her to use a chair. So she did, pushing the chair to each corner, and swishing off the cobwebs. Once she reached too far, and was almost falling off, but I caught her waist just in time.

After that, I said that this was too dangerous, and that I would have to hold her while she was up the chair. She didn’t mind this, and so I held her waist from behind, and sometimes her bottom, moving my hands all over. Although she was by now breathing deeply, she finished the ceiling, but still had the lofts left. She wasn’t able to reach from the chair, and wondered how to reach up there. I said I had an idea; she could sit on my shoulders, and reach into the loft.

She looked skeptical, but said she would try. So I sat on the chair, and she gathered her sari up her thighs and put her legs around my shoulder. I held her le! gs tight, and stood up. Now she was much higher, and could reach up to clean. I could feel her hot pussy on my neck, and very soon I could feel it was wet as well. I took her to the two lofts, and she cleaned it up, all the time squirming and shifting on my neck. While she was cleaning the second loft, I felt her rubbing her pussy on my neck, and panting lightly, and then she shuddered and moaned lightly. I knew she had come, and when I put her down, her cheeks were flushed and she was sweating.

We continued to play these games. I would carry her on my shoulders to clean various parts of the house, or I would pretend to sleep, and she would masturbate me. We never actually fucked, but this was certainly more fun! I eventually moved out of Hyderabad back to Bangalore, where I had had other experiences.

This entry was posted on Monday, December 31st, 2007 at 7:12 pm and is filled under: Maid or Servant