Hot Summer Holidays

We use to live in a plush complex in the heart of New Delhi. My parents had hired several different servant girls throughout the years. They use to come in the early hours of the morning to clean the house, wash the laundry etc. To tell you the truth I wasn’t really interested in them at all, mostly because they smelt of filth, were as black as the sewer pigs that roamed the gutters and had lousy figures. That changed however when I met our gorgeous new maid when I turned 15.

It was the hot summer months, we’d just broken up from school and I enjoyed lazing in bed naked. Usually at this time of day I’d be in school. So generally I would not be home when the maid came to clean the house. My parents had gone to work so the house was all to myself. I heard a rattling at the door and heard the maid come in. She surprised me by bursting into my room unannounced. I think she got a shock because normally the house was empty. I pretended I was asleep and that she had not disturbed me. Eventually she just began her routine of cleaning my room. I had caught a glimpse of her body and became very interested in her.

I quietly spied on her while she worked. I could see her boobs jiggling about in her tight blouse as she scrubbed the floor. I later found out her name was Shanti (Aren’t all servant girls called this?  ). She had a voluptuous figure, roughly 35D-25-37, had light brown skin, knee length black hair that was wrapped up into a bundle. She was around her early thirties and had a pretty face with a full lips, buttony nose and cat like eyes. For a woman who didn’t wear any make up she was damn attractive. She wore a green and pink sari that she wrapped tight between her legs and shoulders. This exposed alot of her waist and the her breasts where quite visible from her shoddy blouse which because of her tieing arrangements meant they were totally uncovered. What was even better was she wore no bra due to the heat and so you could clearly make the outline of her big nipples.

It didn’t take me long to get a hardon my eyes still transfixed on her jiggling tits. The thin white sheet covering my body tenting from the strain. Her head was down and she hadn’t noticed the stirring in my loins. In fact she continued cleaning the floor. Eventually she was heading in the direction of my bed and I decided I wanted to show her what she was doing to me. She couldn’t have been more than an inch away from me when i made my move. I had held my dick to stop the sheet from tenting and was now laying on my side as far on the edge of the bed as i could. As Shanti worked her way around the bed just as she was near my crotch I pulled away the sheet in a pretend sleepy way and let go of my hardon letting it fall not more than half an inch to an inch from her mouth. I could see her eyes widen. Her heavy breath on my cock making it twitch. The warm breath making my tool ache. She quickly looked at me. I rapidly closed my eyes still pretending to be asleep. I eventually started to peer at her as I felt her warm repeated breaths fall on my hard cock. She smirked and then resumed cleaning. I was really disappointed, i thought something might happen but nothing did!

I was still stiff though watching her turn round crouching unlady like, her back to me, to see her lovely curvaceous big arse and hips rocking forwards and backwards. I wanted her bad. By the time she went into the next room I got up, quietly, hiding behind the curtain divider watching her arse rock to and fro, her tits jiggle and I severely wacked off. I shot my load all over the curtain let the bitch clean that tommorow I thought. She eventually left and I wouldn’t see her again until the next morning. For the next couple of days, the same thing would happen I would expose myself she would breath heavily on my cock looking at it closely but doing or saying nothing and then carry on cleaning and then leaving. She even cleaned the cum-stained curtain without saying anything! This teasing was just to much I had to take action.

On the third day the routine was the same I exposed my hard cock to her but this time I took the next step. To tell you the truth I had butterflies in my stomach all night thinking about what i was going to do and how Shanti would react. I mean the last thing I wanted was for her to run out of the building shouting ‘rape’. My hormones were basically now controlling me and I took the risk! My cock twitched violently as for the third day in a row her lovely warm breath cascaded onto my ready tool. I quickly grabbed the back of her head and thrust my cock into her mouth before you could say ‘chapati’. Her moist lips made no resistance, however her semi open mouth meant her teeth were the next barrier. Another more forceful thrust however also parted this resistance and my cock was now fully in her mouth. At first there was no reaction. Her expression was of total shock, her eyes stretched wide. “Suck Shanti, please suck it”, I said begging her.

Still no reaction. I think she liked seeing me squirm. She did not suck or move her mouth or lick or anything. She just let my cock rest in her mouth her saliva lapping at my cock her warm breathing now falling onto my balls from her nose. I even tried to thrust in her wet mouth but she stopped that by bringing her teeth gently but aggressively round my tool. Great I thought I have chosen a pyscho women to blow me, she’s going to bite my dick off! All of a sudden out of the blue, she sucked really really hard. I mean so hard I had to hold the bed. I thought my tool was going to get detached. There was no longer any resistance and she began sucking my full length in long hard sucking backward and forward strokes her eyes tranfixed on my mine. She began to jiggle my balls with her hands.

I’ve been wanting to do this for a while I said whilst savagely grabbing her big breasts. I began to thrust in her mouth gently building up a rhythm, mouth fucking her while kneading her breasts through her blouse. She deeply sucked my tool making those lips smacking, slurping noises. God, I couldn’t hold back for much longer and flooded her mouth with my cum firing in continuous threads. She heartily drank my cum bits of it leaking down the sides of her mouth dripping onto her breasts. She slowly pulled her mouth away from my limp tool, threads of cum dripping from her lips. Mmmmmm! she said smiling you taste nice. With that she disappeared in the next room.

Again feeling disappointed but quite satisfied, I sat on the edge of the bed.

She returned again after a couple of minutes, she had just cleaned herself up wiping away the excess cum from her lips and washing out her mouth so I could taste her and unraveling her sari so it was no longer tightly bound but lose. Her lovely shiny black hair was now fully unravelled and it swayed down to her knees. Look you’ve made me all wet she said guiding my hand underneath her sari. I felt her moist pussy, following the contours of her love mound, feeling her protuding cunt lips before reaching her clit hood. She was shaven! No pubic hair what so ever. Mmm! that feels good she murmed don’t stop! I lifted her sari and buried my face deep into her pussy heaven, taking in her intoxicating pussy smell. I hungrily tongued her inviting pussy. She had pushed her pussy deeper into my face. “Now its your turn”, she said hungrily.

She had raised one of her legs onto the edge of the bed, helping her to easily part her love mound. Her left hand now at the back of my head making me grind my face into her pussy. Her right rubbing my semi-hard cock. My left hand was massaging her stiff exposed nipples, she’d already taken off her blouse. She began gyrating her hips as my tongue delved deep into her pussy with my right hand fingers gently rubbing her clit sore. She was bucking wildly screaming in exctasy as she began to climax. She tensed up her back arching before she came heavily the juices running over my tongue, some of her juice literally spitting onto my face. I drank like a man who’d crawled out of a desert. She tasted fantastic, i’ve tasted a lot of pussy since then and to tell you the truth no pussy ever tasted as sweet. I began pounding her wet pussy raw with three fingers, she really began to scream. “Oh fucking hell”, she’d scream, “its so good, it feels so good”. She began to rub my cock harder as my pounding became faster. “I don’t want to cum yet”, I gasped! She quickly grabbed my balls tight, jamming my perennial point making me explode with exctasy but not shooting any cum.

“That was amazing”, I said breathing heavily. “Dont stop”, she ordered, as I continued to pound her pussy. She kissed me passionately. My cock was still erect and she slowly made me remove my hand and gently guide it along the contours of her body upto her face before taking my fingers into her mouth so she could taste herself. Her other free hand was slapping my dick from left to right. My eyes watered as the pleasure became intense. Shanti grabbed my cock and gently lowered herself on it very slowly. I watched as my tool slowly pushed aside her folds of pussy lips and entered into her tight gripping seriously moist vagina.”Mmmm!” I yelled. She looked deep into my eyes before she unleashed a fierce savage kiss. Oh! Her full weight bearing down on my cock was amazing. The access to her smooth ass, hips and silky gripping thunder thighs is indescribable. This is definitely one of the best fucking positions ever. I lapped and sucked at her tits like a man possessed, as she began to bump and grind her hips into mine. My hands grabbed her shoulders tight forcing her to thrust down hard, whilst I thrust my hips in the opposite direction. She again grabbed my balls again and applied enormous amounts of pressure on my perennial point. This woman was well experienced. I constantly kept having earth shattering orgasms without losing any of my stiffness which in turn allowed me to keep servicing her pussy to take her to states of multiple orgasmic frenzy! I laid her on the bed pushing her enormous thighs back onto her chest , forcing her vagina to stretch more than normal. I slid my more than erect cock deep into her pussy and she groaned loudly.

“Oh fuck me, fuck, fuck”, Shanti cried. I started shouting at her back.” You like me fucking your little pussy don’t you ?”, I said teasingly. “Yes!Oh Yes!”, she said, “I like it alot, fuck it, fuck my wet pussy!”, she would moan. She squeezed my balls much harder as I began to thrust in a violent juddery motion. My mouth hungrily searching for hers, my hands squeezing her breasts so tight they were going pale in colour. Her hips were eagerly matching my rhythm the sound of our hip bones almost clicking from contact. The bed was squeaking violently and i’m sure the downstairs neighbour’s light fitting below must have been swinging wildly.

She was now beginning to climax and I begged her to really let me cum heavily in her. She let her vice grip on my balls and perennial point go and as she climaxed I came too! She screamed at the top of her lungs and I collapsed on top of her after filling her wet juicy cunt with load after load of copious cum. She gingerly looked at my clock on my bedside table. She then kissed me as I ran my hands through her shiny long black hair. Shanti said “We’ve been fucking for five hours”. My eyes lit up “five hours”, I said grinning at her! I yawned in satisfaction.

“Sleep”, she said gently as she nestled my head against her breasts. I looked up at her beautiful face and she too was closing her eyes to nod off. We lay there sleeping for almost an hour our bodies entwined.

When I woke up I was starving, Shanti was still lying underneath me slowly brushing my hair lovingly off my forehead, just admiring me. My stomach did all the talking as it began to rumble. She realised I was awake, “Are you hungry my love?”, she said enthusiastically! “Yes” I said. “I fancy some of those stuffed parathas I tasted in your lovely mouth”. With that she smiled and kissed me gently. “Okay”, she grinned. She made me stuffed parathas and tea. We sat there naked at the table eating ravenously. After eating she said I was great in bed for someone so young. “You have done it before?”, she asked cheekily. “Yes”, i said, “Not as often as I would like though”. “Are there things you dream about that you’d like to do”, she said licking her lips, her eyes transfixed on mine. “You mean fantasies”, i said teasingly?

“Yes a few!” i said. Looking at her dirtily. Good she said smiling. She took my hand and we both headed back to my bedroom. Shanti happily made the rest of my fantasies come true during the rest of the summer holidays. But those are other stories.