My big boobs maid Bharti
Hello, friends. First of all, I want to thank you all for showing so much support and love for my earlier posted stories. This is a story based on a true event that changed my life forever in unimaginably amazing ways. I was 19 years old, and it was a good summer day. I had just come home from the hostel for my vacations. After resting the whole night, when I woke up, my eyes were met with a very erect pair of firm breasts paired with a body shape that anyone could have died for. Her hips were even bigger and bolder than her breasts, and she had tied her dupatta in a way that gave a certain pump to her assets. After gaining consciousness, I was made aware by my mother that this was our housemaid, Bharti, who had recently started working at our place. She greeted me as “bhaiya” (meaning “brother” in Hindi). Explaining her situation, she was in her late 20s, had been married for a while, had no kids, and her husband was working in Dubai. She was living with her mother and worked in multiple houses to make ends meet. Her figure was 38-32-36, she had a dark complexion, long hair, and she was a bit chubby, but only where needed. Days went by, and nothing happened; everything was very normal until one day. I was alone at home, as my parents had gone for a family function out of the city for three days, and my mom had told Bharti to cook food for me and do all the usual work as well. Around 9 am, the doorbell rang. I opened the door, and it was Bharti. Something was different than usual; she was wearing very tight clothes, and I noticed that she wasn’t wearing a bra. Her erect nipples were staring directly at me, which made a tent in my shorts, and I’m sure she saw it as well. Bharti said, “Rahul ji, didi told me to do all the work and take care of you. Let me know if you need anything; I’ll be at your service” (with a wicked smile on her face). I replied, “Sure, didi, I’ll definitely tell you.” She started working, and I followed her everywhere. She had a huge smile on her face and was giving me green signals. After a while, I told her that I was hungry. Bharti asked, “Tell me, what do you want to have, Rahul?” I said, “I don’t know, maybe something warm.” Bharti asked, “Like what?” I replied, “Maybe some hot milk” (while moving towards her from the back). Bharti said, “Okay, I’ll get some from the fridge.” I gathered all my energy and held her from behind, holding my maid’s humongous breasts, and said in her ear, “I want to have milk directly from the factory.” She didn’t resist even an inch, which gave me more motivation, and I turned her towards me and started kissing her wildly. She was reluctant for a small while but started to reciprocate and also started licking my tongue, occasionally bringing her tongue into my mouth. I was pressing her breasts like there was no tomorrow; by now, we were in the hallway on the sofa, and we were eating each other like hell. She undressed before I even asked her to, and started to remove my clothes as well. After a while, my maid and I were both completely nude and lying on each other. She held my dick and started stroking it. Our eyes met, and I ordered her to do her job. She started licking the tip of my dick slowly and sucking the head of my dick. She was doing it so professionally that I started to roll my eyes out of pleasure. Within no time, I came with the load of my life in my maid’s mouth, and without any hesitation, she drank it all. She even licked my dick dry. I was in no power to even move; I lay on the sofa, lifeless and panting like hell. Bharti cleaned herself and brought some water for me. I drank some and poured some into her mouth directly while kissing her. My dick had started getting hard again. I told Bharti to lie down, but she told me that she had to work at two more houses, and I would have to wait for some time. My dick was hard as a rod, and I was in no mood to listen to her rant, but I couldn’t force her. Bharti said, before going out, “I’ll be back in no time, love; be ready and keep yourself energized.” I replied, “Don’t worry, my darling; I’ll be ready like a tiger. Just come as soon as you can.” I went to the market as soon as Bharti left and bought a pack of condoms, sex pills, and some flowers, just to make it special for Bharti. I was almost asleep, and there was no sign of Bharti. I started to feel that she would come, and I planned to masturbate, but to my luck, the doorbell rang. I went in full excitement and opened the door, and there she was – my sex queen, Bharti, my maid. She was wearing a very nice sari; it was translucent, making her assets visible properly. I grabbed her from her waist and pulled her in, starting to kiss her neck. She was going crazy, as she had never experienced anything of this sort. Her love hole started to leak, and it was flowing on her thighs; everything of hers, even her smell, was making me crazy. I locked the door and told her to make us something to eat first; I didn’t want my mom to know that something was missed. After a while, I told her to come into the bedroom; as soon as she entered the room, I surprised her with flowers and chocolates. After getting them, she started to cry; she told me that no one had ever made her feel so special. While I was wiping her tears, she came close to me and said, “You gave me all I was missing; I am all yours now. Fuck me however you want; make me your slave.” I replied, “I’ll make you my princess tonight.” Saying this, I pulled her pallu and immediately brought her voluptuous breasts out. I sucked on them like a kid. I then started kissing all over her body, and as I went down, kissing along her waistline, it made her more and more crazier, and she wanted me to make her fuck her. The aroma coming out of her petticoat was so wanting that I couldn’t resist myself from putting my face into her love hole.