The Maid – Kanakamma
Maid Servant
Submit Report I am Vimalesh from Kerala. I am 33 year old now. I explain a true story which occurred in my life before 7 years. I was working in a school in Andhra Pradesh then. There were four teachers from Kerala. We were from four different districts. We joined the school in the first week of a June. The school had no hostel facility. So the management arranged a house for our accommodation. The house had two portions. The main portion had three rooms and a veranda. The kitchen, one room, toilet and bath room were in the other portion. I stayed in the other portion. I selected the separate room because during those days I masturbated regularly in bed laying before sleep. The two portions were together enclosed by tall walls on all sides. It was situated by the end of a lane. So we could live there without much outside disturbances. In the beginning we used to have our food from hotels. As it was not good to have hotel food regularly we searched for a maid. By the end of June we got a lady from a neighboring village. Her name was Kanakamma. Her age was around 40 then. She had three children. Her husband worked in a cotton company. Kanakamma was an ordinary woman. Her body had the color of wild honey. She had a nose stud. She had a habit of chewing ‘pan masala’. She never used bra. She used to come to us by 7 o’clock in morning and again by 5 o’clock in evening. In the morning, as soon as she comes she makes tea for all of us and serves. Then she completes her assigned morning works and goes by 8.30. My friends had special tuition engagements in morning and evening to make an additional earning. I was not interested in it. So I had enough time in mornings and evenings. I used to buy vegetables and other things for the kitchen. I slowly became fluent in Telugu. This made me converse more to our maid. These conversations, actually, made me and Kanakamma more close. Sooner our eye contacts became more regular. She began to touch me when she came to give the morning tea. Slowly she becme dared to pinch my cheeks and squeeze my lips. These touching, pinching and squeezing were also became more regular. I was enjoying all these. I never said no to these. We were developing similar sexual feelings in us. We knew it well. Six months passed. Christmas came. She asked me: “Would you go to Kerala when your school closes?” “Yes.” I replied. “Don’t go! Be here with me!” “With you? Will you be coming here during the holidays?” “Yes. Your friends said they would go. If you stay here then I’ll come and we can make fun.” “Will you spend more time with me if I stay here?” “Yes, surely!” “I’ll stay then. I need all you’ve. Okay?” “I’ll give you all I’ve. I want you.” “What will you tell your husband on working the holidays?” “I’ll tell the teachers didn’t go to Kerala. He will believe this and he will go to the cotton company as usual. He gets only one day as holiday. He won’t know anything.” Okay! I’ll tell my friends I won’t be coming to Kerala when school closes. I’ll inform my parents too.” After the half yearly examination school closed. My friends went home. After seeing them off, I came back. Kanakamma had already left. I started to evaluate the answer papers of the students. When I felt tired I looked at the time piece. The time was 1.30 pm. I had my lunch. I drank a glass of water. I decided to take a nap. I arranged my mat on the floor. As I was about to close the doors I heard somebody opening the gate of the compound wall. I listened and looked outside. It was Kanakamma. She quickly entered my room and I closed the door. Why have you come now?” I asked. Any problem? I couldn’t wait till evening.” “Has anybody seen you coming early?” “Don’t worry! Nobody has seen my coming.” “Okay, good.” She sat on my chair. As there was no spare chair in my room, I sat beside her supporting my hip to the side of the table. We were close and face to face. We started talking. The casual talks soon slipped on naughty conversation. I took her right hand and I rubbed it very slowly, many times. My dick was getting aroused. I kept her hand on the bulging. She pressed it slowly. My penis was growing tremendously.She continued her pressing tenderly. She. with her left hand removed her sari from her breasts. I could see her cleavage. I extended my hands and squeezed her tits. As I continued this, I saw her facial expressions change. She moaned softly. When her mouth was opened the sweet smell of ‘pan masala’ spread in the air near me. I bent forward and lifted her face. I brought my face closer to hers. I said: “I love you dear.” I love you too dear.” she replied. I kissed her lips, cheeks, forehead, eyes, nose, nose stud and the sides of her neck.I kissed on her lips again. This time she held me close to her hbody. We were kissing hard. We bit our lips. We opened our mouths and put our tongues into each other’s mouth. Our tongues mingled. We sucked our tongues. We sucked our lips. Our kiss became wet with our saliva. We tasted our saliva. I said: “Let’s take off our clothes. We can make love on the floor. Are you ready?” “Yes.” she replied. We went to the floor. As the mat was ready on the floor, we had to spend no time for it. We took off our clothes. She lay on the mat. She spread her legs. I saw her pussy. It was hairy. Her armpits were also hairy. She was looking at my penis. It was 7 inch long. It was rock hard. I knew there was a lot to do. I stood on my knees near her left side. She held my dick in her right hand. She moved her hand to and fro, slowly. I was watching her boobs. I cupped them and squeezed. She moaned. I kissed them. I bit them. I let my saliva fall on them. She kept left arm on my back without leaving her snatch on my dick. She pressed my head towards her boobs. She had dark nipples. I licked them with the tip of my tongue.