Hello, all beautiful and erotic readers. I’m back with a story shared by one of my readers and now friend. It’s completely from her point of view. Do read and enjoy.
I’m Shruti, 36, living in Delhi with my husband. I’m 5’7 tall and have decent looks. I have a brownish skin tone with curly hair. Previously I used to work as an HR in a reputed MNC, but after my marriage to Krishna, I left my job and wanted to be a housewife. Krishna also supported my decision.
Since the house was big, we decided to hire a maid to help me with my daily chores. One day, while surfing through the classified ads, I found this ad by Simran. She was looking for a job. Her mobile number was given there, so I called her, and she came for an interview the next day.
She had only basic qualifications but seemed sincere about her work. We hired her on the spot. Since that day, she has been working with us. We did not ask many questions regarding her personal life.
But I saw her closely. She was looking nice, polite, and helpful. We have a 3-bedroom flat in Vikas Puri, where I stay along with Krishna. Simran stays in the servant quarter which is attached to our house. Since she is new in Delhi, she does not have any family or friends here.
She is all alone here. So, we invited her to join us for dinner every Friday. That way, she can feel like part of our family, and at least on Fridays, she would not feel lonely. My husband, too, agreed with my plan. I’m a straight woman and had a very good and amazing sexual life with Krishna.
But I must say Simran was a beautiful girl and had a great personality too, which everyone liked. She was around 26 years old and was slim and fit, with a whiteish skin tone and long hair. The most attractive thing about her was her eyes. They were a mix of hazel green and golden brown. Very mesmerizing.
Though she was a maid, it still felt like I had a crush on her. This feeling was strange to me as I never had a lesbian inclination before, and I didn’t know how to term it exactly. I was sure that I was straight and didn’t have any feelings for Simran.
But one day, everything changed. It was the beginning of December when we were coming back from our trip. We were tired and went to our room and slept. The next morning, I didn’t know when Krishna woke up and left for his work. At around 9 am, Simran woke me up with a coffee in her hand.
“Good morning, Ma’am. Hope you slept well?” she said, giving me the coffee. “Thank you, Simran,” I said and took the coffee from her. I stretched and got out of bed.
Simran smiled. I finished the coffee and brushed my teeth. Went to have a bath and wore a casual saree and came back to my living room and sat. As time passed, I felt tired again and a slight pain in my legs, because of all the walking we did last night.
As I dozed off again, she woke me up. “Ma’am, please don’t fall asleep again. I made poha for breakfast. I have some now, and rest in your bed,” I smiled and went to the dining table and had my breakfast.
Before I left for my bedroom, Simran asked if she could apply some hot oil on my legs, which would help me rest and help with the pain, too.
I agreed. I went to my bedroom and lay on my bed. Simran came inside my room with hot coconut oil, sat on the floor near my bed and asked me to move to the corner of the bed just near her. I did as she said.
She then pushed my saree a little up to my knee and started massaging my legs and feet with the hot oil. Her hands were soft and soothing, and slowly, my drowsiness faded away. She continued rubbing my feet and legs. I didn’t feel sleepy anymore.
In fact, I started enjoying her touch. After she was done with massaging my legs, she wrapped a towel around my feet and asked me to take a rest for some time. I agreed, but I requested her to massage my hands and neck, too. She agreed and massaged my hands and neck, which gave me so much relief.
I don’t know what came through me and I wanted more. So, I asked if she could work on my hips and back as I felt some pain there, too. She agreed with a smile, went to my wardrobe and asked me to change into the comfortable nighty. It will allow her to access my back and hips properly.
Without thinking much, I agreed. I put on the nighty she handed me and lay down facing the bed as she asked. She then pushed my top up to my neck and poured warm oil on my back. I started massaging myself with her soft and sensitive hands.
Her hands were so soothing that I forgot my name. With every stroke of massage she was giving on my back, I was getting so excited. I started praying and reminding myself that I’m a straight person and I shouldn’t fall for her. I was continuously fighting my feelings.
I kept telling myself that I could not get attracted to a woman who worked for me. What will Krishna say if he gets to know about this? But she kept rubbing me softly, and I was losing control.
I cannot explain it in words. It was getting difficult for me to focus on my thoughts. She then asked me to turn and lay facing her. I did as she asked, and she started working on my stomach and my hips.
I again enjoyed her touch and drifted off in my thoughts about her. I felt a sudden tingling sensation in my stomach. While massaging, she unintentionally touched the side of my boobs, and immediately, she apologized.
My heart raced fast at that moment. I tried calming myself by saying it’s okay, but I couldn’t. Instead, I closed my eyes and said, “It’s okay Simran, you continue. It felt good.” She didn’t know what to say, so she just nodded with a smile and continued.
Her fingers started tracing my body curves, and my nipples grew hard. I bit my lip to stop myself from moaning. She then moved a bit upwards and started working on my left hand. She poured some oil and started rubbing it on my arms and slowly moved to my armpit.
It was completely unexpected, and it aroused me even more. I couldn’t control myself and let out a soft moan and rested my right hand on her thighs. She looked at me and asked if I was okay. I nodded. She then started massaging my right arm.
I sighed at that. Her hands were so amazingly soothing and sexy, and she did the same thing on my right armpit. All this time, I had no idea where this was leading to. This never happened to me before, but I let the fear go and started enjoying the massage.
When she was done with my arms and armpits, she took some oil in her hand. She massaged my stomach again, poured some oil into my navel and started rubbing my navel slowly. I didn’t understand whether she was making a move or just helping me relax.
Slowly, while rubbing my navel, she slipped two fingers inside me and started moving them slowly and gently inside me. I shivered at that moment, opened my eyes wide, and gasped in shock and pleasure at the same time.
This was it. I could not take it anymore. I grabbed her other hand and pulled it over my chest, and guided it to my boobs. She gasped and stared at me. “Please, Simran,” I pleaded.
She closed her eyes and shook her head. “I’m sorry I can’t do this,” she said. I looked at her. She seemed guilty and ashamed. I said, “Simran, please. Please, just this once.” She nodded and said, “No, ma’am, I can’t.” I begged her and begged her, but she refused to give in.
I felt betrayed not only by her but by myself, too. I was supposed to be a strong woman and I failed miserably. I felt so much guilt in my soul. Simran saw the disappointment in me and saw my guilt. She closed her eyes and kept her hand on my boobs, cupping them.
I got a feeling that she was afraid. I consoled her and promised her that it was the first and last time and wouldn’t happen again. I promised her that no one would know about this. Hearing that, she closed her eyes and nodded and slowly started rubbing my boobs and cupping them.
I lay still, letting her play with my boobs. I felt so good and was enjoying the massage. She then unbuttoned my nighty top, and I removed the top. She pulled my bra down and poured some oil on my boobs. I started rubbing them and pinching my erect nipples.
My breathing increased, my heart started beating faster and I was panting. My body was burning with desire and passion. I removed my bra completely and threw it on the floor. Simran then moved down on my body, unbuttoned my nighty pants, pulled it down and started rubbing my thighs.
I was desperate to see her body, so I tried removing her blouse. But my hands were not reaching properly. Simran understood, and she removed her pallu and then removed her blouse. I could see her perfectly shaped breasts. She was breathtakingly beautiful.
She then took her glasses off and kissed me on the lips and hugged me tightly. That was the best kiss of my life and the first kiss from a woman. I couldn’t believe this was happening. I kissed her back and held her tight. She kissed me so deeply, like she didn’t want to break the connection between us.
I knew it wouldn’t end here. I knew it would lead to something else. She was the perfect person I needed at that moment. She then started exploring my mouth and tongue. I did the same while her hands were still moving on my boobs. In between, she was pinching my nipples, too.
I was breathless, my head was spinning, and my body was hot and cold at the same time. She then took my hands and put them on her breasts. I was lost for words. I couldn’t believe what I was doing. But my mind and body both agreed with it.
She was my first lesbian experience, and she was my first everything. I was so nervous and so scared, but I did not want to lose her. She was kissing me so passionately, so beautifully, so lovingly that I couldn’t think of anything else except her.
Then she broke the kiss and went down and started licking my neck and earlobes. She left her saliva traces all over my cheeks and neck. I closed my eyes and enjoyed her sensual touch. I didn’t know how to react to this situation. I was overwhelmed by so many emotions at that moment.
My whole body started tingling. I bit my lip, and my hands automatically went to her hair, and I held her tightly. Her tongue was magic. Every place she touched, she left her magic behind. She then moved a bit down and started kissing and licking my cleavage while playing and fingering my navel.
Oh god, her touch was heaven. After a few minutes, she moved down further. I started panicking and thought she’d leave me half naked seeing my wet panty. Instead, to my relief, she sat on my knees and leaned down and took my boob in her mouth.
She started sucking it while playing with the other. She sucked my nipples slowly. My nipples were harder than ever. I did enjoy sex with Krishna, but this was something else. An out of the world feeling I never had. I just held her head while she was sucking and biting my boobs one after another.
I was so excited, that I removed her blouse and unbuckled her bra and threw it on the floor. Her boobs were left free now and were hanging over my stomach. I then pushed her down on the bed. I climbed on her, leaned and started kissing her lips.
She allowed me to enter her mouth, so I entered my tongue, exploring her tongue and tasting her saliva. She groaned slightly. I explored her mouth until she stopped me, took my hand and placed it over her breast. She was giving me all the signals she wanted me to do.
I took my left hand and played with her boobs while her hands were exploring my boobs and my stomach. Then she moved her hand over my ass and slid her hand inside my panty, and started playing with my asshole. I let out a moan inside her mouth as soon as her fingers entered my asshole.
God, she was so amazing and talented. She knew exactly where to touch and where to kiss. She was making me so weak and helpless. She was controlling my body and my mind. She then reversed the position and I was on the bed now facing down.
She then sat between my legs and pulled my panty down. She leaned on me and started licking my back and making her way down to my hips and then my ass. She licked my ass softly and slowly. She became too aroused and started biting my ass and leaving marks all over my ass cheeks.
The way she was touching me was something else. I felt like she was not human. I was so close to orgasm. She then stood up and started undressing. She wore pink lingerie, and she looked so sexy. She took her time and made me wait until she was done undressing herself.
She then climbed back on the bed between my legs and started licking my inner thighs. She slowly moved towards my wet pussy.
She licked and tasted my juices and kissed me gently. She then licked my clitoris, but I told her to slow down as I wanted her to explore my body a little bit more.
So, she went back to my boobs and licked them gently and teased them, leaving small nibbles here and there. Then she started licking my belly and my stomach. She was driving me crazy. She was my angel, and she was guiding me through a different path that I never knew existed before.
She then moved to my pussy, and this time. I didn’t stop her, and she continued licking my pussy, and she used her fingers to keep my pussy lips open. She kept on licking and sucking all the juices coming out. She ate me like candy, and I couldn’t hold myself any longer.
I cried out loud and screamed her name and came hard. My hands went to her hair and held her tight between my thighs.
After she was done eating me, she wiped her face with the towel and then climbed on top of me and placed her pussy right over my mouth. I knew what she wanted, so I opened my mouth, inviting her pussy. I started eating it hard while she was grinding my mouth with her wet pussy.
Her taste was divine, and it was a whole new experience for me. I felt very powerful. For the first time in my life, I was getting something that I wanted, and it was satisfying both of us. I didn’t care who was watching me. I just cared about my satisfaction.
I ate her like she was a delicacy, and she was mine. I ate her with love and respect. I ate her like she meant the world to me. Because deep down in my heart, she did mean the world to me. She was my saviour. She saved me from my boring life.
And in no time, she released her cum all over my mouth. I must say that I had never tasted anything so aromatic and sweet as her juice. I did the same as she did to me. I licked her pussy clean and then pulled her towards my face and kissed her on her lips. We both lay down on the bed, tired.
“Simran, I’m sorry for what I did to you. I’m sorry for what I asked you to do. Forgive me, please,” I pleaded to her. She smiled and kissed me. “You don’t need to ask for forgiveness, ma’am. ” She replied.
That day, I learned a lot of things. Specifically, I learnt that I’m bisexual. I fell in love with Simran that day. We spent every afternoon like that for the next few weeks. I was falling for her, and she was falling for me too.
Till now, we have regular sex on weekdays whenever Krishna goes to the office, and we promised each other to keep it a secret. I hope this continues forever. Only time will tell. For now, I can say that nothing is impossible in the name of love.
And that’s the end of the story.
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