Sarpa Kota Revisited – Part 3
Incest, Maid Servant
Submit Report This story is part of the Sarpa Kota Revisited series I slept, till Kalyani aunty came and woke me up. I went to the creek for morning chore with Maya didi, but didn’t speak a word. She knew the reason for my anger, hence she laughed within herself, but not before making up her mind to give me a pleasure filled ride. When we reached the creek it was deserted. As by this time all would have finished their chores and left. I got into the water swam a little and then took bath. All this while, she observed me from the bank. Once I completed my bath I reached her to take my fresh clothes from her. She teased me a little and then pulled me into her. She kissed me wildly and I responded to her equally. She broke the kiss and said that she would be waiting for me at night. However, I didn’t agree with her as I was highly aroused, I need to relieve myself. She said she wouldn’t allow me to fuck her in a public place as it is dangerous for both of us.She pleaded me so much that I had to agree. When we reached the mansion she got busy with her work. While she worked I continued feeling her. As she stood near the godown instructing and supervising the workers; I sneaked from behind and hugged her. She didn’t object me as it was very common for us. I pressed my erect dick into her butt crack. So as to not raise suspicion I didn’t move but kept it firmly pasted to her hips. We had a big godown to store the entire yield we received from our farms. The godown was some five kilometers away from the mansion. We would go to the go-down on a tractor and then return in the evening on the same. I too occasionally paid a visit to the godown. Most of the time the godown was full with piles of cotton bags filled with whatever we grew at that time. Behind us there was a big pile of such cotton bags and in front of u, workers were feeding paddy into the machine. This machine would then fill and pack them into the bags. I inserted my finger into her butt crack over her clothes. I cupped them and kneaded them to my heart’s content. In between few moans escaped from her but were lost due to the sound made by the machine. I whispered into her ear that my pecker was paining and I needed to relieve myself urgently. I asked her not to torture me like that. With it she became emotional; she could never see me sad. She took me to the cabin which is usually used by uncle or aunt. Once we were inside she locked the door. She kissed me copiously. She then removed my trouser and underwear making me nude below the waist. She made me sit on a chair and positioned me in such a way that she could freely access my pecker. Getting on her knees she took my pecker into her warm and soft hand and kissed its tip. Few drops of the viscous liquid hung like spider string from the tip of my cock to her lips. She took her tongue out and licked it and the foreskin to clear the pre-cum. She was taking her own sweet time in exciting me by kissing my inner thighs, around the groin and everywhere except my penis. Then, using her tongue she slowly licked up and down the shaft of my penis, alternating with flicking with the tip of her tongue and tracing small circles around it. All the while she was stroking me. With her one hand gripping the base of my shaft, she slid her open mouth down over my penis, taking the entire length of my cock comfortably. She cupped my testicle and massages it while she expertly gave me a blowjob. Soon I reached climax spurting cum into her throat and then into her wanting mouth. She gulped it all without leaving a single drop. I took time to calm down. When I was back I asked if she was a virgin, which she indeed was until I took it from her; how she had gained expertise in giving a blowjob. Then she explained how she got here in the first place. Before coming to sarpa kota she used to work with a person who used to exploit her. As she was orphan she was forced to work with him. He used to sodomize her and occasionally asked her to give blow job to him. Then one day he got drunk and manhandled her. He beat her very badly and kicked her out of his house. As she didn’t know where to go she sat near a vacant bus stop and kept on weeping, don’t know for how long. She became unconscious. When she gained her conscious she was in a hospital. And my father, mother and along with my grandfather were present beside my bed. I knew they have brought me to the hospital. I thanked them and they asked me about my family and what I was doing there in that condition and who had done that to me. I explain them everything and cried all the while asking them not to send me back. They assured me that they wouldn’t and also told me that they will take me with them and would take care of me. Since then I never for once felt as if I am an outsider or servant. They always treated me as one of the family members. Stopping over there she cried. Even I was in tears, I hugged her tightly and I cried even more. I lost all the sexual feeling I had and became emotional. I kissed her cheeks and said that till I am alive I would love and would take care of her. After that incident, I always looked at her with respect and never for once I had any kind of sexual inclination towards her. I took care of her like a brother would take care of his sister. She was very happy on being showered with so much love. Once she came to me and asked me if I had lost interest in her; she asked me if I had loved her no more. I was shocked to hear that from her because after that incident I always was there with her taking care of her. “Have I done anything wrong didi?” “No baba, but these days you are not taking much interest in me?” “I am always at your service didi, if I by mistake ignored you anytime please forgive me.” I said trying to think what I had done which made didi say that. She embraced me and whispered, “You do take care of me a lot.