My hot servant Ramu 3
Nowadays my life has become a thrill. Ramu has become bolder and wants me almost daily. Jut the other day; he fucked me for three hours in the morning when no one else was home. Night at 9 o’clock, Vishal was in the bedroom checking accounts and Vijay had gone out for a film with his friends and papa was watching news on TV. I went to the kitchen to heat milk for both of us. Ramu was there finishing up and closing down the kitchen. When he saw me he gave a very wicked grin. I recognized the grin and tried to stop him, “No Ramu doesn’t even think of it now”. Papa is in the drawing room and Vishal is upstairs.” But when did Ramu listen to me. “You keep doing your work, Sunita”. I was standing near the stove heating the milk. I was still in sari as papa didn’t like me to be seen in nightie outside bedroom. Ramu came behind me and started to rub his hard cock on my ass. I tried to move away but doing that rubbed his cock more and he put his hands round me and held my boobs and was pressing them “just relax and enjoy Randi” he said. Pressing of my big boobs was making me also hot. I pushed back with my ass recklessly. I felt him stoop down and raise my sari and petticoat and I felt cool air on my ass. “Bend down slut” and he gave a tight slap on my ass. Papa heard the noise and shouted “Kya hua.” I hurriedly tried to push down my clothes. But Ramu wouldn’t let me, “don’t worry papa will never leave the news and come here.” He shouted back, “Nothing babu I was slapping a mosquito here.” I chuckled to myself thinking of the mosquito that he had slapped. “Ok ok Ramu be fast now.” I also wanted his big cock inside me, the thrill of doing it with the servant of the house, when papa was sitting just few feet away, made me very horny. I was wet already. I felt his big cock touch my pussy lips. He was brutally rough, just slamming his cock in and out so hard that my boobs were rubbed raw inside the blouse on the kitchen counter. Both were mad with lust and the fear of being caught gave both an extra thrill. I chocked back the scream by biting my lips so hard I could taste the salty taste of my own blood. I wanted him to penetrate me deeper and I pushed my ass back taking him in fully. Such a hot fuck was not to last too long. Soon we both climaxed and had just pulled down my sari when papa walked in for a glass of water, as the news had got over just then. I felt our juices trickle down my inner thighs and smiled “what would papa do if he knew of the ‘breaking story’ right in his own house. His bahu was breaking his servant’s balls in the kitchen” With that wet feeling and my heart jumping with joy I went back to the bedroom. That day was indeed strange. Vishal also wanted to have sex. I quickly went into the bathroom, to change into nightie. But in reality it was to put two fingers into my wet cunt and get rid of as much cum of Ramu as I could. When I came back I just raised my nightie and lay on the bed, just praying that Vishal wont notice the bruised and swollen state of my recently ravaged cunt. But I needn’t have worried. Vishal just got busy between my legs and I was thinking of my fuck with Ramu and just making enough noises for Vishal to think that he was showing me heaven. Once he finished I again washed myself and went to sleep. I didn’t dream that night. But had I dreamt even then I couldn’t have guessed the strange and thrilling experience I was to have the next day. The next day dawned as usual. The men in the family were all giving me secret looks and making me feel happy. Vishal gave a happy smile and winked at me before leaving with papa. Vijay an expectant smile I think he wanted to come over in the morning from college to have some fun. But I couldn’t commit myself without knowing what Ramu wanted. Ramu of course had given me a hard hug and had squeezed my boobs and ass by way of saying good morning, when I had come down after my yoga session. Vijay left looking disappointed as I couldn’t tell him anything not with Ramu hovering around me. Once again I was alone with my hot servant Ramu. He immediately took me in his arms and kissed me. Then patting my ass he said, “get ready Randi. I have something special for you today.” When I tried to ask him about that he just grinned, “curiosity killed the ‘PUSSY’ Sunita.” Come down fast. When I came down 15 mins later he was ready too in a neat white pajama and clean vest. So I guessed we were not going out. But I was wrong. “Sunita I am going to the corner shop. After 5 mins you come down there but not to the shop. Go down the side lane and knock on the first door.” I knew the door it was the door to Chamanlal’s house which was just behind the store attached to it. When I knocked as I had been told it was chamanlal who opened the door. Grinning widely he ushered me into his house and to the bedroom. Inside I found Ramu sitting on the bed and Chamanlal’s wife giving him a drink. He made the introductions while Chamanlal just stood by patiently. Her name was Radha age 22 and slim and petite looking girl. Her figure just 32 26 32. She looked more like a doll dressed up in ghagra choli. But she wasn’t wearing her chunni which surprised me. Then Ramu got up and sat down in a chair facing the bed and started to drink. I was standing there not knowing what was coming, when Ramu told Radha, “Radha why don’t you and your didi Sunita get to know each other more.” Radha came to me and gave me a hug. I was surprised and looked to Ramu. He just smiled. “Just relax Sunita.” Then from the other side Chamanlal hugged me. I was sandwiched between the couple. I didn’t know what Ramu wanted so I just relaxed and decided to let things happen. Radha kissed my lips. “Didi you are so beautiful and your boobs are so nice and big but see mine so small they are.” She had taken my hand and placed it on her boobs and her own hand was on mine.