Hi readers, this is my first story, so I apologize for any mistakes in advance. Let’s begin the story from here.
I am Rahul, a 25-year-old working in an IT company in Gurgaon. I live alone in a 2BHK flat. About myself: I have a very average physique, standing at 5 feet 7 inches, and my manhood is also average, measuring 6 inches.
After completing my studies, I got placed in an IT company and started living alone. Weekdays were hectic with a lot of work, and on weekends, I spent my time on social media and Indian Sex Stories.
Now, let’s get to the main part…
About my maid: she is a beautiful woman, approximately 5 feet tall, 35 years old, with a wheatish complexion, weighing around 56 kg, and she wears a salwar suit. She is a widow; her husband died in an accident due to an electric shock.
I recall my first meeting with her in January 2025. She was hesitant to tell me her name, which was Jubeda, as she thought I might ask her not to come for work because of her belief. Being secular, I let her do her chores.
She is a very nice cook, but the major problem I encountered with her was her frequent absences, as her brother is addicted to alcohol and drugs. After consuming these, he would beat and abuse her, which made me sympathetic towards her. Deep inside, I wanted her on my bed, and one day, fate brought her to me in a surprising manner.
She came to work late, around 8:30 pm, and asked for payment in cash only. I told her I could pay by UPI as I didn’t have cash. She was very anxious and seemed to be overthinking something. When I asked her the cause, she started weeping uncontrollably and sat on the floor. I consoled her, and in doing so, I touched her, which ignited something inside me — the monster in my mind that always wanted her in my bed under me.
After consoling her, I gave her some water and asked what the matter was. She told me that the Government of India had started deporting illegal immigrants staying in India. They had already taken custody of her brother and all her relatives, along with their neighbors, and were sending illegal Bangladeshi immigrants back to their country.
She also stated that her family had a big rivalry with their rich relatives in their village, causing them to flee to India. If they returned, they would face life-threatening situations there. She pleaded with me for help, as she couldn’t go anywhere and had no money or shelter.
I knew it was my chance, so I told her it was very risky for me to provide shelter to a Bangladeshi, as it might backfire on me and bring legal implications. After hearing this, she started weeping again. I let her cry and went to my room for some time, then came back to her once she stopped crying.
I asked her if I was willing to take the risk to keep her, and what she could do for me with a witty smile. She suddenly became serious as she understood what I was asking for.
After some time, she asked me, “Bhaiya, I am like your big sister. Doesn’t this question shame you?”
I told her, “You are not Indian, and you, fucking Bangladeshi, are blood-sucking parasites. Leave my place immediately, or I will call the police.”
She became afraid and asked for mercy. I told her only she could save herself; I didn’t have to do anything. “Yes or no” was the final thing I wanted to hear. After some time, she nodded and told me she would do anything to stay at my place.
I became very happy but didn’t let her know. I told her to take a bath and gave her a towel. As she went, I ordered condoms, Viagra from a 10-minute delivery platform, and some food too.
After some time, I checked the bathroom door; it was not locked. I went into the bathroom, and as Jubeda watched me, she became shy and tried to hide her treasure. I smiled and shared a razor with her to shave her hair down there. She replied that she didn’t know how to use it.
Then I asked for her permission to do so, for which she agreed. I took the shaving cream and applied it to her pubic hairs and under her armpits, inserting my finger into her vagina while doing so. She shivered, closing her eyes.
I clean-shaved the hairs, and a magnificent view of her vagina was in front of me, luring me to delve into its depths. I controlled myself and got out of there.
After bathing, she came to my room wearing the towel, which barely covered her boobs and vagina. I asked her to sit on my lap, which she followed without any hesitation.
I then started to press her boobs and kiss her neck. She started to lose her calm and made slow moans. Then I opened her boobs and started sucking her nipples until she started to sniffle.
Then she asked, taunting, “Do you want to drink milk? I can get some from the fridge and warm it up for you?”
“Quickly, let go of me. How warm do you want it?”
Watching the green light, I asked her to remove my clothes, which she followed. She opened the buttons of my shirt and removed my pants, then my underwear.
I wore a condom and removed her towel, making her lie on the bed, and positioned her chut at the corner of the bed and started to lick her, making her mad.
She was totally enjoying the hospitality; she was moaning and telling me, “Bhiya, ab bas chod do… kyu tarpa rahe ho? Bas, raha nahi jaata.” And finally, she squirted at me and asked for an apology.
I got myself on top of her and positioned my penis at the sweet love hole of Jubeda. When I was at the point of entry, she asked me, “Bhiya, perform nikah with me first.”
I asked Jubeda if she accepted this nikah. She told me, “Kabul hai!! Kabul hai!!! Kabul hai!!!!!” And with this, I inserted myself into her.
She screamed, “Ammi….. Ammi…..!!!!!!”
With a small thrust, I went into her and kissed her to suppress the scream as she was already wet, and her vagina was nice and tight.
While fucking her in the missionary position, I felt a lot of pleasure, and the heat of her genitals was exciting me to fuck her until satisfaction.
While fucking, I asked Jubeda who had been fucking her after her husband passed (just for curiosity).
She smiled and told me, “Mera bhai mujhe chodta thaaaa apne saath rakhne ke liye… ab aap chod raheeee ho apne saath rakhne ke liye… Bas mai ek randi ban ke reh gai hu… apni bebasii ke chalte issaliye Maine aapko nikah ke liye puchaaaa…… aur aap maan gaye. Kal masjid chal ke nikah kar lete hai.”
I got very angry (which I didn’t let her know) and removed my condom. I changed her position and continued to fuck her in the doggy position. She also started enjoying the intimacy. I kept fucking her for over 20 minutes and dropped my load deep into her vagina.
After completing my first set, I asked her to come to dinner. She started to roll the towel, for which I asked her not to do so. Then we went to the dining table, and I asked her to sit on my lap and feed me. I was confident, and she had totally submitted herself to me, following my every command.
After dinner, around 11:30, I went to sleep with her.
In the morning, seeing her sleeping naked with her back to me, my monster woke up. Remembering the night before, I inserted my penis without a condom from the back door with some lubrication of vaseline. She woke up and couldn’t understand anything.
I pinned her down and inserted my full cock, after which she screamed and started abusing me, “Saale behan chod… jaane de… bahut dard ho raha hai.”
But I continued to bang her. After releasing my load, I left her. She went to the washroom with a slight limp in her walk, which was a bit funny to see her move.
Then I decided to continue fucking her and take full advantage of that Bangladeshi bitch.
And I didn’t marry her; instead, I invited my college friend Satish to accompany me in taking service from Jubeda. We kept fucking her at our will.
And talking about Satish, he is a monster; 6 feet 3 inches tall with a monstrous cock of 8.5 inches. He could have devastated Jubeda, but I always asked him to go for the ass as I wanted the chut of my dear Jubeda for me only.
And when my friend started banging her from the rear, she cried at the top of her lungs. I had to cover her mouth so my neighbor wouldn’t know about anything. Satish enjoyed himself to the fullest and made her a lumpy bitch again. We enjoyed watching her.
I asked her not to wear clothes during the day and night when I was around her. I mostly fucked her at night and got a good sleep. Soon she got pregnant, and I made her get an abortion and get a vasectomy done too.
After that, I always fucked her and invited my other friends too to share her with them.
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