This desi maid sex story started on a normal Tuesday when the power was out half the day and the heat made everyone restless inside my east Delhi flat. I am Amit age twenty nine working private job and stay alone in small two bhk. My maid Sunita comes thrice week for mopping washing clothes and simple dal roti. She is dark short build with heavy breasts that bounce hard when she sweeps and thick thighs from years of walking markets. Married to some auto wala who drinks most nights so she complains free in loose tone while fretting over stains.
That day I took half day leave cause stomach felt heavy and opened door early. Found her bent deep over the sofa wiping under cushions in thin cotton saree no proper blouse showing from side view. Sweat stuck the cloth to her back and I saw dark skin shine near the deep curve of her ass. She looked shocked and said aap itni jaldi aa gaye bhaiya main abhi khatam karti hoon. I just nodded went bedroom to peel shirt but kept door open enough to watch her wipe between breasts with pallu end again and again.
She has been coming almost full year. Every visit I notice how she sits squat to wring mop water and her petticoat rides high showing bits of upper inner thigh. Cheap soap smell mixes with her own body odor and I always get half hard smelling it from kitchen. Today worse because power cut fan not spinning and she kept tugging blouse down between boobs which only pushed them up more. I sat on edge of bed on phone fake checking but cock already tenting shorts bad.
Heat Made Us Lose Control
She entered bedroom next to switch the sheets and leaned right across my knees stretching thick arms. Hand almost brushed her hip by accident then I kept it there rubbing slow circles on the saree cloth over her lower back. She froze but did not jump off and said soft haan yeh Dilli wallah garmi maar deti hai. I moved palm lower squeezed one full ass cheek firm through the fabric. Sunita sucked breath sharp then pushed that cheek back into my hand like inviting more squeeze. She turned face close and said kya kar rahe ho aap yeh theek nahi hai main aapki naukrani hoon but voice shook weak and I saw both nipples already stiff poking orange thin blouse.
I stood cock tent pushing fabric and yanked her body flush on mine. Hands slipped under blouse right away her breasts hung heavy soft and full no real bra support just thin straps. I pinched both dark nipples between fingers and rolled them till she moaned long into my collarbone. She mumbled please ruk jao koi aa jayega then stuck tongue on my neck herself like starved. We tumbled messy onto mattress I yanked saree and petticoat up bunch around waist. No panty today at all just dark trimmed bush and already shiny swollen pussy lips. She said shy sharam aati hai but opened thighs wider when my fingers parted them and found the slippy wet hole easy.
I dropped face and licked thick stripe from her hole up over the clit tasting strong salt and musk. She grabbed my hair hard jammed my mouth deeper making low unending noises like unfinished bhajan. After good minutes I rose yanked shorts down my thick cock springing free stiff and leaking. Sunita stared wide railroad track eyes then said itna bada pathar jaisa hai before wrapping both hands and sucking the head deep without me telling. Her mouth ran hot spit drooled down shaft she gagged taking only half but licked my balls slow and dirty like floor cleaning. I spat on her tongue she swallowed and kept bobbing sloppy.
Blouse came full off next breasts free bouncing dark nipples rock hard. I crushed them together sucked both tips while she stroked me wet. Then flipped her rough onto hands knees yanked the petticoat higher and slammed my cock straight into soaking choot in one push. She felt tight still for married body and screamed into pillow pillow ahhhh dheere. I held hips and fucked deep from back balls slapping her clit each thrust loud wet noises filling hot room. Her ass rippled jiggled every slam and sweat ran down her sides onto blue bedsheet. She started pushing back harder matching rhythm her voice now begging aur andar do bhaiya aur tez.
Kitchen Floor Got Used Too
Bed starts squeaking wild so we shifted half naked to kitchen where floor tiles felt warm from afternoon sun. I lifted her onto counter edge spread those thick thighs wide and drove in standing. Her breasts slapped up down wild together and she clawed my shoulders saying harder chodo mujhe maaro lund se. I pounded nonstop till sweat mixed dripping on her belly. Then she slid down herself turned bent over the sink holding metal edges and I entered from rear again filling both hands with hanging jugs milking them hard while ramming deep. Ass cheeks clapped loud against me red handprints rose where I slapped perfect dark skin.
She came first legs jerking almost slipping her choot walls clamping my cock like wet fist pulsing wave after wave. Juice ran down both our thighs soaking tile. I kept thrusting through it flipped her again one leg hooked high and fucked half standing against the old fridge. Made her lock eyes and she did tongue hanging loose like animal. Balls drew up tight so I pulled free and shot thick ropes all over belly breasts and open mouth. Some land on tongue she gulped grinning filthy then wiped rest over nipples with one finger tasting again.
We barely cleaned with old towel she still smelling of my cum when she poured loose tea like usual. Suddenly she dropped knees front of chair and cleaned my half soft cock with hot mouth till it rose full second time. Climbed reverse cowgirl right there sinking down full length her big ass cheeks spreading on my lap. She bounced fast hard taking every inch grinding clit on my root her wet sounds even louder than before. I reached round rubbed that swollen bud nonstop till she shook and squirted sticky over my thighs chair legs. Held her hips locked and pumped second heavy load deep into that married pussy flooding it full. She stayed seated rocking slow to squeeze last spurts out while gasping going stronger than her husband ever did.
Later she wiped dressed saree proper again like nothing but before packing broom bucket she leaned close saying kal bhi aana bhaiya same time same garmi and winked bold. From then nearly every cleaning day we fucked some corner flat. Toilet quick standing side by side watching mirror her breasts flattened glass. Balcony late when no neighbor peeping doggy over railing wind cooling sweat. Even cooking once she bent checking gas and I lifted petticoat mid dal boil ramming till both finished bouncing the whole kadhai. Cum stayed dripping her thighs while she stirred sabzi later like normal maid. No love talk no soft rubbish just raw stroking sucking stuffing natures. My loads went inside bare each time and once she licked the leftover off floor tile laughing. That power cut day opened the lock and Sunita my part time cleaner became the hardest fuck I ever had in sticky Delhi flat air leaving both of us walking tilted for remaining week.
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