Hi, the names in this true story have been altered to maintain security. Everything else mentioned in the story is true.
My name is Prashant. I am now a 32-year-old working and living in the US. This story dates back 9 years, 2016, when my fantasy with my maid Alka came true. I was 19 back then, 5’8 tall, well built, with broad shoulders and a toned and not-so-hairy body.
I moved to Bangalore in 2012 for my undergraduate education. I visited my hometown, Kolkata, about 3-4 times a year, mostly for short durations. Around 2014, I noticed the new housemaid, Alka, during one of my visits. Alka was probably 34-35 then, even though she could be mistaken for a 23-year-old.
Her skin was dark, shiny and smooth. She was 5’1 and had the body of someone who would go to the gym 6 days a week. That’s the thing about hard work, due to the nature of the maid’s job. 34-26-34, I would guess.
Alka was from the village, and her husband was a drunk. They were married but did not live together. Alka had a spastic child who lived with her parents in the village. She would send money back home every month. Even though her life was hard, she was jovial and always seemed happy.
At that time, we lived in a large home with 5 rooms. 2 rooms were in the front of the home and 3 at the back. In front was my room and the maid’s room. The rooms at the back were occupied by my parents and 1 each for both my sisters.
As mentioned, I was only a guest at home, and my undergraduate life in Bangalore was quite exciting. I had a decent sex life (girlfriends, flings) but secretly always wanted more. I was young and naturally good at it. Everyone I was banging was pretty inexperienced.
Even though I showed them a good time (they always cum), very rarely was I fully satisfied. Every time I visited home, I started noticing Alka more, and slowly, my attraction towards her was increasing with every visit. I would have tried harder to get her if I were not getting action in Bangalore.
The risk involved in fucking your maid in your parent’s home is pretty scary. Every visit, there would be moments that would turn me the fuck on. I wanted to tear her clothes and fuck her mercilessly. These are the moments I would take back with me and masturbate to more times than I can count.
Since I was a guest in my own home, I would always be in vacation mode. Gaming, partying with friends, playing sports (enjoy many of them), going to the gym, drinking, smoking weed, etc.
During one lazy afternoon when I was gaming, I really wanted to pee. The washroom was right in front of my room. I quickly pressed the door knob down to go in – to my surprise, it was locked. I could hear the tap water and guessed Alka was washing clothes inside.
When I knocked again, Alka said, “Hold on a minute,” before turning off the tap. I was turned on in 2 seconds and eagerly wanted her to open the door. I was not disappointed when the door opened. Alka was in her saree, semi-wet from the clothes washing.
The bottom part of her sari was tightened up between her legs to avoid the base of the sari getting wet. This exposed her legs and ankles. The saree covered her blouse well from the top. But I could see a little bit of her boobs, but a lot more of her stomach.
Her silky smooth body and navel were right in front of me. She was sweaty and wet. She knew exactly how I was looking at her, but did not say a word. In the 5 seconds of silence, I scanned her entire body. I said I needed to pee and asked her to step out for a minute.
It was hard to pee with my rock-hard cock, but I managed. Then I came out after a minute with a bulge. I saw Alka standing out, waiting for me to finish. Her eyes went to bulge, but she did not say a word and went in quietly to continue washing clothes.
I think that was the 1st time Alka understood my attraction towards her. I did not know how she took it. There was no expression on her face when she saw me look at her with only lust. But I decided to find out. I repeated this every day for the rest of my visit to Kolkata.
Between Noon and 1 PM, I would knock on the door, find Alka inside, and ask her to step out. I would spend time in the washroom and see her get wet in the process. On the 4th day, I took it a step further. I did not wear underwear. That day, when I stepped out after peeing, my bulge was bigger than ever before.
There was no underwear. Alka noticed it immediately as the door opened and gasped a heavy breath. That turned me on enough to hold my rod through my shorts. I took a step to move out of the washroom, still grabbing my dick. Alka took a step closer to the washroom door towards me.
She intentionally pressed her chest against my shoulders and gave me a naughty smile. That was the only signal I needed. I quietly went to my room and assessed the environment around me. 1 of my sisters and another maid were at home. My sister was in her room doing something.
After 5 minutes, I slowly knocked on the door again and hoped for a signal. This time, I heard the door unlock but could not see it open. A second later, I pressed the knob down and entered the washroom without a sound. Alka was still sitting on a small stool, bending down to continue washing clothes.
She looked up at me and smiled naughtily. There were people at home, and therefore, we could not say a word. Her smile was enough to signal to me to continue. She didn’t stop rinsing the clothes, but also took chances to look at me. First, I took off my shirt and waited for her signal.
She looked at my young body with so much lust. Her eyes moved downwards to my 6-inch hard cock. Her eyes went back up to mine. She signed to drop my pants with her eyes. I obliged. The moment Alka saw my cock, she stopped washing and turned off the tap.
There was silence, and we could hear each other’s breaths. Alka got off her stool swiftly and then walked towards me on the other side of the washroom. Without saying a word, she grabbed my dick with her left hand like it was a toy she really wanted.
Her hands were already wet from her washing clothes, and she just took her saliva on the hand before holding my dick. I shivered a little the first time she grabbed me. I was feeling currents in my body as Alka stroked me, my breath heavier with each stroke.
Alka, on the other hand, looked unaffected. Just a naughty smile on her face the entire time. She talked to me with her eyes as she stroked my rod with her little hands. Her eyes said, ‘You can’t handle me,’ and she was so right then. By the 20th stroke, I cum.
She knew I was about to cum from my facial expression. She pulled herself towards my cock. My cock was caressing her navel area, and I cum a whole lot. I could see the pleasure in Alka’s eyes when I was shooting. I think I cum in her amount of 3 times.
She twitched, and I heard her soft moan for the first time. After my intense cumming she moved back. As she wiped the cum from her thin waist while looking into the mirror. I stood behind her grabbing her ass and waist. She was short and slim. I could imagine manhandling her in bed. But not then.
I had no idea how amazing the next few visits would become. I had no idea how amazing the next few hours would become. 2 hours later, Alka came to my room to give me my lunch. Her red sari pallu was a lot more revealing now.
While bending down to serve lunch, she said she was on birth control and said we have to be quick. The other maid was literally next door, and my sister was there too.
She then took the tray of food and placed it on the study table. She walked to my bedside and sat gracefully on the bed. She lifted her knees to sit on the bed and then slowly lifted her sari from the front. She sat there like a little slut, her eyes inviting me.
I instantly went to the bed and positioned myself lying down between her legs. I was ready to suck her pussy like my favourite candy. Alka was bushy, surprisingly tight. Her clit was a distant pink, contrasting with her dark skin colour. As I slowly started eating her, the tasty juices flowed out.
Within minutes there was a suction formed between her clit and my mouth. There was no air or vacuum in between. So the suck increased. I could feel her orgasm build heavily. In the next few seconds, she cum deep into my mouth. Her juices were so heavy.
I had to move my mouth as her squirt reached my chest and neck. I was so turned on. She lifted my head and said kya chooste ho tum and then pushed me to sit on the bed. She then just sat on me. Her sari was still on, but I experienced Alka perfectly.
I just slid my dick into her cunt like she was doing this every day. Here she was, trusting me inside out from under her sari. If someone entered my room, they could see her sitting on me. But they would have no idea how deep she was riding me.
As her movement got hotter, I got all sweaty and lifted my body to hold her back and kiss her sexy black nipples. The nipple biting turned her on more. As she was riding me, a cowgirl for 4-5 minutes, she wanted to take a break. That was my moment. This time, I lifted her entire body and pushed her to the bedside.
Now, her upper body lay on the bed. I got to the bedside, lifted both her legs and held them with my forearms while in between her. One deep thrust and I heard her moan a little heavily. I put my finger in her mouth and let her lick and bite it.
Slowly my thrust increased, and I kept fucking her at a good speed. I could see the pleasure in her eyes as she moaned softly. Then she said, “Aaj jaldi karo kyunki sab aa jayege, aaj raat ko main tumhari randi bannde chahti hoon and mera chut ka pyas tumse hi bhujega.”
When she said this, I instantly wanted to come, and it made Alka very horny. As I came inside her, both of us looked into each other’s eyes the entire time. She kept saying aaj raat tumhara Asli test hai and smirked. She was so horny because of me but was still teasing me.
She came with me at that moment, and I could see her shivering with pleasure. It was 10 minutes of the hottest sex in my life. I watched my cum drip out of Alka’s hot pussy, and then she wore her sari. I groped her one last time before she left my room.
I said, “Aaj raat tumhara suhaag raat hai mere saath. Aisa chodunga ki hamesha yaad rakhogi. Alka smiled, held my cock, which was erect again and said dekhenge. This made me fucking horny again. I turned her over. I lifted her sari and shoved it in without mercy.
I could see her face since the mirror was right in front of her. Within seconds, the pain turned into pleasure. I held her shoulders tight from behind as I kept fucking her from behind. Holding her shoulders from behind gave me such a good grip on her.
I felt our bodies were one, and my cock was so deep inside her. 20-30 strokes, and I could see her cum a third time. That made me cum again. I drilled her so hard this time that she was silent with pleasure. I saw a slight limp as she was now ready to leave my room after 15 minutes of hot sex, where I cum twice.
Let me know if you’re interested in the story of my next visit to Kolkata.