Fucking Sumati, the housemaid, on a rainy day in Bangalore

This incident happened a few years back when I was posted in Bangalore. My name is Sunny, and you can read my earlier stories to know more about me.

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So getting back to the Bangalore incident. I was staying in Whitefield since my office was close by. Since it was a brief stint, I had moved in with limited stuff and would fly back to Delhi every weekend.

While in Bangalore, there was this maid, Sumati. She came twice a day to do up the dishes, mop-clean-dust the house, and make some food. Sumati must be in her early 30s. She was a dark, attractive woman with a very juicy ass. It looked even more, inviting in her tightly wrapped saree.

While moping the floor, she would sit on her haunches with her saree and petticoat raised till her knee. Her plaited hair, her slim waist, her smile, her juicy ass, her naked calves while mopping would give anyone a hard-on. She was not beautiful in the traditional sense, but she had a very pleasant disposition.

We both spoke through sign language since I didn’t understand Kannada and she couldn’t speak in Hindi. But that never deterred us from communicating with each other. She had a key to the house’s main door since she would come in twice a day and I would be at work.

I always suspected that she never wore a bra. While putting out the clothes to dry, I could make out that her nipples were erect, leading me to conclude that she wasn’t wearing a bra while working. Her armpits would be sweaty by the time she would finish with all her chores around the house.

She would move around the house with her saree and petticoat raised to allow easy movement while working. I, too, was used to her being around the house. I went through my morning chores of exercising, reading the papers, getting ready, having breakfast, leaving for work, etc.

I often would come out from the bathroom after a shower, just wrapped in a towel. She would be mopping the floor in the bedroom. I saw her look at my crotch area while I was wrapped in a towel a couple of times. But I never had thought much about it.

She had told me that she had two kids going to school while her husband worked in a mill. She often complained that he would come back late, drunk at times and that they were always short on money.

I used to tip her now and then. At times I would give her a brick of ice cream for her kids, and she would be very happy.

Once she came in on holiday. I was still sleeping after a late night of partying out with friends. She was in the kitchen when I woke up. Without realizing she was in the kitchen, I walked out of the bedroom, stark naked with my morning erection.

I went into the kitchen to get some water when we both looked at each other. She gasped, and I covered my erection and went back to my room. A little later, I came out wearing my tracks and went for a jog without meeting her. Next few days, she would smile if she saw me and then continue with her work.

One rainy weekend, she walked in totally drenched. Her nipples could be seen through her light-colored saree, which she had wrapped around her breasts over her blouse. Despite that, I could make out the size of her nipples. She seemed irritated and gestured that she was wet.

She would wait outside the house till she dries up a bit. I asked her to come in and go into the kitchen to dry herself. As she moved past me, I could see her naked skin clinging against her blouse from behind and her saree clinging to her ass as she walked.

I was wearing a pair of shorts and a t-shirt, and I had an instant boner just watching her walk. I went in and gave her an old towel to dry herself. She started drying her hair and then her hands etc. I went and sat in the drawing-room from where I could see her from the corner of my eyes.

I was feasting my eyes on her while she raised her saree up to her knees to wring out the water. I asked her to go to the bathroom to do the laundry and dry herself in the process. I came and sat in the drawing-room watching TV. But my mind was not there. It was visualizing Sumati naked.

After 10 minutes, I could hear the sound of running water and the clothes being washed. I tiptoed into the guest bedroom, which had an attached bath, where she was working. The bathroom door was ajar, so I moved towards a corner of the room on the pretext of taking a book from a shelf while I tried looking in.

I didn’t have to strain much. I saw Sumati sitting on her haunches wrapped in the towel while she was washing the clothes. The towel barely covered her ass, and most of her thigh was visible.

She had taken off her saree, blouse, and petticoat. She had spread them in the bathroom to dry while she was washing my clothes. She had not noticed me since the TV was blaring in the background from the drawing-room. And also because I had tiptoed into the bedroom.

I was now rubbing my dick over my shorts, and I wanted to fuck Sumati. I was scared of entering the bathroom, although her near-naked body was driving me crazy. Just then, she got up, and the towel came off, exposing her ass and her boobs.

She quickly pulled back the towel and covered herself. She also pushed the door in the process. I went back to the drawing-room dejected but with a huge boner nevertheless.

The bathroom had two doors – one from the drawing-room and one from the bedroom. I remembered that the bathroom door from the drawing-room was shut from outside. I went to the kitchen and picked up the surf, shampoo, soap, etc.

I had picked these up the previous day from the grocery store. But had left them in the kitchen. I took them and opened the bathroom door from the drawing-room and went in under the pretext of keeping the stuff inside.

As soon as I opened the door, we were both stunned. Me because she was standing there stark naked and Sumati because she wasn’t expecting me to walk in. She immediately tried covering herself. I stared at her nipples and the dark hairy patch between her legs.

There were water droplets on her belly, which looked firm and flat with all the chores she used to do around the house. I moved towards her and pulled her gently towards me. My dick was straining to come out of my shorts. I held her hand and moved it towards my dick while I kissed her collarbone.

She hissed but didn’t resist. Soon we were both kissing and licking each other, and I took off my clothes and got her under the shower. We showered together. I applied soap on her sexy body – her breasts, her underarms, her ass cheeks. Then my hands slid in the crack of her ass and made their way into her asshole.

She was groaning and stroking my dick. I got her to sit on her haunches and made her give me a blowjob. I then cleaned her pussy and started licking them under the shower.

In minutes, she came hard. I was sitting and licking her pussy, and Sumati was standing with her legs apart. She pulled my hair hard as she came and balanced herself by holding onto my shoulder. I licked her clean, and I dried her too as she hardly moved after her orgasm.

I lifted her in my arms and took her to the bedroom. The windows were open, and the sound of rain, the soft sheets. A naked Sumati in my arms was enough to arouse me to no extent. I soon made passionate love to her.

She was tired and didn’t participate initially. But when I started licking her ears, collar bone, and shoulder. She started participating and soon was hissing and moaning in pleasure. I pumped in and out for few minutes and then pulled out and came on her pussy hair. I just held her in my arms while I caught my breath.

Due to the rains, she could not go back immediately. Thus we slept for a bit and then made out again. This time, I licked her ass. She couldn’t believe that I was doing it as she was feeling shy. I kept licking her asshole and then started inserting a finger up there.

She immediately pulled my finger out and shook her head as if to say NO. In return, I started licking her pussy again, and she could not resist. I reinserted my finger up her arsehole while I ate her pussy. It seemed she was ready. I rolled over and took some cream and applied it on the entrance and my dick.

She gave in reluctantly while I tried pushing my dick in. After few minutes, we were fucking like crazy. I was fondling her tits and doing anal while she made guttural sounds. I made her bend on the study table while I continued fucking her ass. Then eventually unloaded my cum in her ass.

We continued our sessions whenever we found time. She loved anal sex and had gotten used to being licked everywhere. Later on, I moved out of Bangalore. I do miss our sessions together. We have met a couple of times after that, but that’s for another day.

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