Sarala My Maid - An Unexpected Accident
Hello This is rajesh. I know it’s been some time that I have posted my experience but have been busy. Just a small recap and especially for people who don’t know me, I am rajesh from Bangalore. I have posted many of my sex experience with men, women and couple of them with TG. Yes I am bi-sexual. I have huge crave for sex, although I have a sexy wife who tries her best to satisfy me but my thirst for sex is huge and I have been lucky in that way as I have laid with many women, men and 2 transgender as well. This incident is with our maid. Now I am 36 and this happen when I was 24. We had a maid since I was 10 years old and her name was sarala and she use to work at our place from morning 8am to evening 8pm, yes full time maid. My mother always had health problem since day 1, so dad hired a maid and she was more like family later and never treated her like maid. Sarala always looked older than her age although she had a slim and toned body, only wide hips but being 5feet tall made her look that way. I thought she was in 40s that time where as she was just 10 years older to me. Sarala had whitish complexion, very slim body which was toned as she worked hard physically, very wide hips for 5 feet tall lady, she was then 34 years old, had 2 daughters and her husband had expired when she was 24. My mother use to pay for her daughters schooling apart from her regular wages and this made her more attached to my mom. She was god fearing and very decent lady who kept distance from men, which I had noticed in general and very soft spoken in general. With me she use talk little bit here and there and discuss education of her daughters. She had seen me watching porn on net and heard talking dirty over telephone with my girlfriend many times but use to smile and go away. Once she caught me jerking in room and left room immediately and later when I went to apologies she said that I was growing and need to be careful with things what I do. My mother expired due to health problems when I was 24 and being emotionally attached to my mother, I was kind of shattered. It was not easy for me to bear the loss and being only son made it very difficult for me. I use to be upset many times when I use to be at home missing my mother and she use to console me. On one such occasion which was my birthday, my dad had wished me and gave birthday gift and I was suppose to leave home in morning to meet my friends and party but I was missing my mother a lot. I was crying in my bedroom, thinking of my mother and sarala was working in kitchen. I decided not to go out as I was feeling low. I was sobbing and sarala came in room with juice for me. She saw me sobbing and understood that I was missing my mother. Tears rolled down her eyes knowing me missing my mum. She tried consoling me and after lot of talking and consoling for next half an hour I was getting back to normal. I don’t know what happen to her, she cam close me and stood very close to me and pulled my head and held tight against her breast in a manner of consoling and was running her fingers in my hair. That was a gesture of consoling, care and concern. I was in that position for some time sitting on the edge of bed and she standing next to me. I could smell fresh jasmine flower she was wearing and her small breast, which was hitting my cheeks, but I had no bad intention even then. I was tired of crying and was relaxing in that manner and I had rounded my hand over her waist and rested on her hips. After a while, suddenly I felt her breathing going heavy and she was moving in kind of shivering manner. I was facing toward wardrobe and there was mirror out there and I could se that sarala had closed her eyes tight and her lips also tight as if she was controlling her emotion. Now she was pressing my face harder on her breast and I don’t know what I thought and I took full support of her breast almost to a position that my mouth was on her breast tasting her blouse. Now she was moving her upper body, rubbing her breast against my face. I never thought any thing and let things happen to me and slowly I lowered my hand to her ass and feeling her mold curves. I was watching her continuously through mirror and could se her breathing even heavier with slight moans as I reached for ass. Her eyes where closed and things where happening in emotion. I could feel her shivering body and heat been generated from her body. I tried looking upto her face, her eyes where closed. I swear I don’t know how I got courage and what I was thinking that I reached further up, almost to her lips, my lips where almost on her lips and our breath was mixing. She suddenly placed her lips on mine. It was not a kiss but lips on each other. I guess she never knew how to kiss. Things were happening to us and we moved in flow of moment. Slowly my hand reached for boobs and cupped her right breast and a loud moan broke from her mouth ‘hhhhmmmmmmmm’. She held my hand tight as I held her right boob and I guess her knees gave away and in anxiety she lost strength to stand. She sat on bed. Our lips where pushing against each other and her body was trembling as I squeezed her right boob. It was small, smaller than my girlfriend but it was firm like my girlfriends. I released her hand and now I was freely squeezing her boobs and she kept moaning. Slowly I made her sleep on bed and yet her eyes where closed. I took some time removing her blouse as she revoked a little but then gave away and I touched her bare nipples. She was shivering and moaning as I went down to her nipples and sucked her nipple. She had big areole, which made her boobs look even smaller. Her legs where shifting from left to right as I sucked one breast of hers and squeezed other. She was half nude. Slowly I tried reaching my hand to her love hole, but as I touched the same over her saree, she held my hand tight.