I was jealous and pissed. My friend and crush from our circle had just posted her pregnancy pics. She was someone I had wanted to marry, but couldn’t due to circumstances. Every time we would meet, I would get hard just by being near her, and I would take any excuse to touch her lightly.
And now we will be meeting even less. Fuck. My. Life.
The bell rang, which brought me out of my thoughts. Oh, right, it was my maid, Koyal. The thought of seeing that tight body in sari did lift my mood a little. Koyal was my 20-year-old maid who I had seduced and was fucking on a regular basis. It was getting rarer due to her college.
Koyal was 5’2, with a small tight body, 34B breasts topped off with chocolate brown nipples. She had discovered her high libido after we started fucking. She rarely denied my diverse and perverse requests. The only times she would deny sex is when she had family or college commitments.
She smirked when I opened the door.
Koyal – “Arre bhaiya, der kardi. Busy thhe kya?” (“Late to open the door, were you busy?”)
Me– “Nahi, kuch nahi. Aaja”, I replied irritated. (No, nothing like that. Come in)
Koyal – “Kya hua bhaiya, aaj gusse mein ho thoda?” (What happened? You seem angry today)
Me – “Hmm…”
I was a bit too angry and that probably annoyed Koyal who went to the kitchen to do the dishes. I went back to staring at my crush’s baby bump and looking up old videos of us dancing and drinking. Remembering those moments in dark nightclubs and our hands running over each other in haze of alcohol.
I started to get hard. Too busy to notice Koyal, I started to rub my dick over my pants.
Koyal – “Arre, are. Aaj akele hi maze le rhe ho?” (“Wow, you are having fun by yourself?”)
I looked up, my focus broken by her. The jealousy in me and available opportunity triggered my lust. I stood up and grabbed Koyal by her hand and pulled her into my room.
Koyal – “Ouch! aaram se bhaiya. Dheere, aapki hi hu” (Ouch, Slowly. I am all yours.)
Me – “Chup. Ekdum chup!” (“Quiet! Keep Quiet!)
Koyal looked up in a bit of shock and I could sense her resistance. I turned around, grabbed her by her waist and started kissing her hard. She put her arms around me and I pulled her in, while forcing my tongue in her mouth.
A minute of kissing later, I started to remove both her clothes and mine. Sensing my urgency, Koyal removed everything and stood naked. Never getting tired of that tight brown body, I pulled Koyal into me. I gripped her firm ass cheeks and pulled them apart.
Koyal put her arms around my neck and jumped on me, my hands supporting her ass. We kept kissing a bit more, before I put her down. Koyal understood and went down on her knees, kissing my thighs on the way. Settling down, she gripped my 6-inch black cock.
She was experienced to know what I liked and she licked my cock head before giving it a slight bite. I hissed in pleasure. I grabbed her head by her ponytail and started thrusting my hips, shoving my cock down her throat. I bent over her and pressed her face in my groin.
She gripped my ass cheeks, her fingers digging deep. I could never get tired of her soft moist lips and mouth, I thought to myself. I kept thrusting for a minute before letting out, so that she could breathe. Koyal was gasping for air.
Koyal – “Aaj zyada hi mood mein ho bhaiya” (You are extra horny today!”)
Me – “Haa, ab aa ghodi ban bc” (“Get in doggystyle”), I commanded her.
With a lusty expression on her face, she started to climb the bed, but I stopped her.
Me– “Floor pe hi reh, asli kutiya jaise” (On the floor, like a real bitch.)
She turned around on the floor, her hands supporting her as she raised her ass towards me. Grabbing her waist, I pulled her up. Taking my black cock in my hand, I placed it at her pussy. It was already wet and I couldn’t resist inserting my fingers in it.
Koyal moaned with pleasure, my fingers familiar to her, slowly caressing her G-Spot. I reached down, grabbed her braid with one hand and pulled her hair. With one hand in her hair and one hand in her pussy, she was enjoying her mix of pain and pleasure.
I took it out and tasted my fingers. I licked off her pussy juice.
Koyal – “Aapko acha kaise lagta hai?” (“How do you even like the taste?”)
Me– “Choot ka juice mujhe pasand hai. Main sabhi ke liye karta hu.” (I like pussy juices. I do it for everyone)
Koyal – “Hot lagte ho ekdum.” (You look very hot doing it)
Me – “Ab teri lunga main. Ghoom aage” (I am going to fuck you hard now, turn around)
She turned around, raised her ass back again. I gripped it and shoved my cock in her.
Me – “Aaaahh”
I moaned, feeling the warm juice and pussy gripping my cock. It’s a miracle she still managed to remain tight after so much sex we have had. I took a moment, enjoying the warmth. I started to slowly push my cock in. Koyal moaned in response as my cock invaded her pussy.
Taking a deep breath, I pulled at her hair again, pulling her head up, and started thrusting hard. Since her head was up, she would see me in the mirror, thrusting in her like an animal. She kept on moaning loudly as my thighs met her ass, resulting in a loud thap-thap sound.
As I kept thrusting, I fantasized my crush – fair-skinned with large breasts, right now would be bigger, saggy, and probably full of milk. I wanted to taste and drink milk. Enraged and turned on by that fantasy, I started spanking Koyal’s ass cheek.
Me – “Bhenchod saali, kisi aur ka bacha karke baithi hai.” (“Bitch, you dared have a kid with someone else)
THAP. I slapped her right cheek. Leaving a bright red mark.
Koyal – “Hain ky-aaah.”
She turned in surprise, but was stopped mid-exclamation when I pulled her hair and spanked her.
Randi– “Randi, itna clubbing and raatein guzarne ke baad kisi aur ki biwi ban gayi. Saali!” (Slut, you married someone else after all this clubbing and drinking)
THAP! Another slap. Koyal’s right ass cheek turned redder with my hand marks. I started thrusting harder like a madman. Koyal struggled with keeping pace with my thrusts and started to get away from me.
Me – “Idhar aa bhenchod. Kaha chali. Ruk saali” (Come here, bitch. Where are you going?)
I pulled her back. I stopped my thrusting and pulled out, just enough time to pull Koyal to the dressing table, which she grabbed for support. I resumed pulling her hair and fucking her hard.
Me – “Saali ab tere chuche se koi aur doodh piyega. Randi saali” (“Bitch, now someone else will drink your breast milk. Fucking slut”)
I pulled Koyal back to bed. This time, I let her hair go and grabbed Koyal’s arm. I grabbed her other arm, and now with nothing to support her, her face sank into my pillows. I resumed my fantasy of abusing my crush.
Me – “Randi, shaadi ki bhi and ek saal ke andar pregnant. Itni kya tharak!” (Slut! Not only did you get married, but also pregnant within a year. How horny were you?)
I was standing on my bed, pumping my teenage maid’s pussy. My bed was creaking with so much action. 20 minutes later, I was starting to get tired and was sweaty all over. I pulled Koyal back into my arms and now settled in the lotus position.
She climbed on my cock and wrapped her legs around me. This was the last phase, and I wanted to please my maid, not myself. I grabbed her waist with one hand and raised her breast with the other. I started to kiss and suck it, while Koyal rode my cock.
Koyal threw her head back, exposing more of her delicious brown tits and chocolate brown nipples for my lips to feast on.
Koyal – “Aaah…bhaiya. Chooso, zor se chooso.”
I bit her nipple in response.
Koyal – “Ouch bhaiya…fir se karo.”
I obeyed and bit her other breast.
Me – “Koyal, utar. Mera hone waala hai.”
Koyal got up and pushed me down on the bed. Gripping my cock, she put it in her mouth. I could feel my balls urging to explode, and explode they did a minute later. Koyal took my cum and stuck her tongue out. Showing my cum to me like a professional pornstar. She grinned and swallowed it.
She started to lick and clean my cock, just like a real maid. I lay back on the bed, my arms spread out.
A minute later, she came up to me and lay her head down in my arms. We lay in silence, while she fingered my soft cock.
Koyal – “Ek baat puchu bhaiya?” (Can I ask something?)
Me – “Haan, puchna Koyal.” (Yeah, ask me.)
Koyal – “Bahut pyaar karte thhe aap didi se?” (Did you love her very much?)
I was quiet for a minute before replying.
Me – “Haan, bahut toh nhi, but karta toh tha. Dil toot gaya tha jab shaadi hui. Gaya bhi tha.” (Yes, maybe not a lot, but definitely. My heart broke when she married. I even went for it.)
Koyal – “are sacche aashiq ho aap toh” (you are a true lover.)
I laughed.
Me – “haha, tujhe hi lagta hoga.” (Only you think so)
Koyal – “Ho toh aap.” (yes, you are)
I didn’t respond, but pulled her for a kiss. We kept kissing for a couple of minutes before she got up. I gripped her hand, stopping her midway and slapped her left ass cheek.
Koyal – “Ouch. Ab kya?” (Ouch, what now)
Me – “Kuch nahi. Teri gaand bahut pasand hai” (Nothing, I like your ass a lot.)
Koyal – “Weekend pe time hoga. Ready rehna. Nutella hai na? (We have time on the weekend.Be ready. You have Nutella right?)
Me – “Peanut butter hai. Even better” (Peanut butter, it’s even better)
She winked back in response and went to dress up and get on her maid duties.
I imagined what the weekend with her was gonna be like.
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