This is a story from when I used to live in my previous apartment and got lucky with my maid.
I’ve married my long-time girlfriend for three years, and we live in Bangalore. We’re both working. However, after the pandemic, she was called back to work from the office every day. But I had to visit my office only once a week.
We were living in a rented flat in a posh gated society. We had a maid, a cook, and a driver working for us. We used to earn pretty well as we both had done well in the IT industry. She was cute and outgoing, and we enjoyed loving each other.
After years of being together, sex had stabilised to around once in two weeks. It didn’t have the passion and novelty that was present initially. I was okay with it and considered this quite normal.
Our usual maid, who was with us for almost a year, was being very irresponsible of late. She would take many days off almost every month. It was getting difficult to manage, given our busy schedule. We had to call upon a temporary maid we found through our security guard.
Her name was Geeta, and she was pretty good at work and very dedicated. She was from Nepal and had come to Bangalore recently with her husband. She was around 35 years old, had fair skin, and had an average build and figure. (Not too fat nor thin) but was pretty tall at almost 5ft 10 inches.
It’s usually rare to see such height among women. Being a 6ft guy, I couldn’t often talk to someone without looking downwards. This was my initial observation, and I felt interested in interacting with her.
She would do her work very diligently, for which I praised her several times. I would ask her if she had her lunch and would make the occasional small talk and joke around. Slowly she started being more comfortable and would joke around with me too.
At this point, we decided to hire her permanently as we liked her work. I started teaching her how to clean around the house, dust, where to keep the dishes etc. I got a lot of opportunities to chat with her. But also to ogle at her ample breasts that would be easily visible through her kurti whenever she bent down.
I used to try and never miss a chance to stand opposite to her while she worked. At some point, I got some courage. I decided not to hide the partial boner I’d get every time she stood close. I’d get hard when I’d be lifting some boxes or tilting the TV while she was just a foot away cleaning around it.
I would get her feminine smell, making my dick react instantly. I was trying to see if she stared at my shorts but couldn’t catch her. I continued to enjoy her fair spotless handful of boobs till her bra. The neck of her kurti was quite open and helped me with great views.
As time progressed, I became bolder. I would ask her to clean the fan while I held onto the stool. She would climb up, leaving my face inches away from her butt. I would always stare at the gap between the slits of her kurta and her legging every time she stretched herself.
I was attracted to the fair skin on her abdomen and always longed to see more.
Me: Didi, sambhaal ke saaf kariyega, humaare upar fan ka dust na gir jaaye! (Please be careful, the dust from the fan might fall on us.)
Geeta (jokingly): Han bhaiya, girega to woh bhi main saaf kar dungi (Don’t worry, if it falls, I’ll clean that up too.)
Me: Achha? Mere body se bhi? (Even from my body?)
Geeta laughs and says, “Han, han.” (Yes, yes)
At some point, I stopped wearing underwear around her. I wanted her to see the full shape of my dick to gauge her mindset. But she was always too shy to look directly. I noticed her trying hard to avoid seeing it. I started getting even bolder.
I started involving the occasional physical touch. I touched her hand when she cleaned my musical instruments. I touched her ass with my dick when she was trying to pass through our narrow passage. She never tried to cover up her bosom. She offered me the full view every time, even after all these advances.
I used to stare at them all the time thinking, damn. The last bit of her boobs is getting covered by her stupid bra. I wanted to feel her skin along her cleavage, touch her side boobs and play with her nipples. I wanted to place my dick on nipples and squirt all over her neck and tits.
I would imagine this and jerk off quite often in the bathroom while she worked in the kitchen. Maybe my obsession with maids was from my teenage years. I ogled at our live-in maid. I always imagined how amazing it would be to get a blowjob between her work and not get caught.
The thrill and anticipation were super exciting. This felt like a game, making my moves and saying all the right things to get into someone’s pants. This brought back the feeling of being in my early 20s. I’d go out on dates from Tinder and try to flirt and charm my way into their pants.
One day Geeta came to our house when I was on leave and was home alone. I let her know that I’d be helping her clean today. She was pretty happy, and she started chatting with me enthusiastically. I asked her if she received many compliments for being tall.
She said nobody cared much for it. I said it was pretty unique to see a tall woman and that it made her attractive. She was happy and said, “You are also quite tall and attractive.”
I replied, “But you’re a woman. A tall woman with the right weight looks very beautiful. I’m sure you’ll look amazing in a saree.”
She started blushing and continued to clean.
When cleaning around the TV, I specifically held it very close to my body. While wiping the screen, her hands brushed my erect dick accidentally. I told her to clean there again properly. She laughed, said okay, and brushed her hands against my dick while cleaning.
I was meanwhile also constantly trying to look inside her kurti, and she noticed that.
She said softly, “Bhaiyya, aap kitna dekhte ho mujhko?” (You look at me a lot.)
I said smiling, “Main toh sirf dekh hi sakta hun. Aur kya karun?” (I can only look, what else can I do?)
“Kyun didi she darr nahi lagta?” (Are you not afraid of your wife?)
“Didi toh nahi hai na idhar, toh fir kya darr?” (She isn’t here right now, so how does it matter.)
“Accha, theek hai, dekh hi lo, Bhaiyya” (Okay, go ahead and look then)
She bent down while maintaining eye contact with me, still smiling. I peeked inside her kurti and got harder inside my shorts. She rinsed her cloth in a bucket full of water, making her boobs jiggle softly.
“Dekho kaise bada ho gaya hai.” (Look how hard it’s getting), she said, pointing to my shorts and smiling.
I said, “Aap ke wajeh se hi hua hai.” (It’s all because of you)
“Aap hi ghoor ghoor ke dekh rahe ho inhe, lagta hai bohut pasand aa raha hai,” (You’re the one intently looking at these! It looks like you like it a lot.) she said, touching her breasts and pressing them softly.
I said, “Aur kya, kisko maza nahi ayega? Itne sundar hai.” (Of course, who wouldn’t. They’re so beautiful.) “Aap ko chahiye to app bhi mera dekh sakte ho!” (If you want, you can take a look at mine as well!), I said, grabbing my dick.
She laughed and didn’t say anything. I took that as a yes, pulled my shorts down to give her a quick glance, and pulled it back up. She said, “Waah kitna tight ho gaya hai.” (Wow, it’s so tight).
I started shaking my dick in shorts. Since I didn’t have underwear on, my pole was going up and down, and she was staring at it. I went closer and put her hand on it. She gently grabbed my dick and started feeling it.
I was getting hard like a rock. I had a decent 6 inches of dick, and it was pretty thick. I took off my shorts, and she started stroking me slowly. A new hand on my dick felt amazing! I was rock hard and started oozing pre cum on her hands quickly.
I reached out and grabbed her boobs from inside her kurti and felt her nipples. Finally! I now knew what her nipples felt like. I’d jerked off to imagining this so many times, and finally, they were in my hands.
We removed each other’s clothes and started exploring each other’s bodies. I sucked on her light-coloured nipples until satisfaction and massaged them thoroughly. I kissed her neck, and that made her moan loudly. I kissed her armpits and side boob.
The aroma made me go crazy. I was leaking pre cum all over her. She grabbed my dick and started stroking it from tip to the end. After that, she slowly guided it into her mouth and gave me a sensual blowjob. I enjoyed holding her head while her long silky hair brushed against my dick.
She seemed like a seasoned cock sucker. There was no hesitation, and I could see that she loved every inch of my dick. I was thinking, wow, she’s quite dedicated to everything she does!
After that, I said, “Meri baari.” (My turn).
I laid her on my bed and went down to her pussy which had a light amount of hair on it. She had a beautiful fair pussy with pink lips. This was the first time I was looking at a Nepali pussy, and it was beautiful. I licked her pussy lips from bottom to top, collecting all her juices to her clit.
I started making circles around her clit, and she shrieked in pleasure. She said she was never touched there before. I made sure that her first experience would be a memorable one and continued fingering her while licking her clit. I enjoyed her taste and tongue-fucked her to get as much juice as possible.
For me, it felt like nectar. I put an additional finger inside and started massaging her g spot on the roof of her pussy mound. I alternated between her nipples and her clit with my tongue while continuously fingering her. She came so hard that her entire body jerked a few times.
Her face had a tiring smile, and she asked me to come inside her. I positioned myself in missionary and started with gentle strokes. Her pussy was very wet and super hot. I felt my dick covered in hot juices and her pussy felt amazing. I realised every pussy feels different.
I compared it to my wife’s pussy I’d been fucking for so many years. I kept fucking her, and we changed a few positions. Due to her height, I could stand and fuck her while she leaned against the kitchen countertop. This was very exciting for me. I kept ramming her while grabbing her boob with one hand.
Her long silky hair was all over my face, and the aroma made me even more horny. It kept me going at full speed for a long time. It was amazing that we didn’t have to talk much to decide on position changes or to communicate when and where we wanted to be touched.
Our moans were the only noises echoing through our flat. Hearing them while looking at her horny face made me go crazy. I started taking mental pictures of her face while I fucked her to ensure I never forgot this moment. She grabbed my dick, started licking my balls, and went to my ass hole.
I didn’t know how sensitive my asshole was and started moaning. I was leaking streams of precum when she did that. This was new territory, and I pushed their face in, and she started licking it even harder. I started reacting in pleasure while stroking my dick.
Seeking inspiration from what I did to her, she drew circles around my asshole, making me horny! She saw how horny I was, immediately came on top and started riding me. Her tits were bouncing on my face. I was trying to reach for her nipples using my tongue and licking them with every stroke.
She kept moaning in my ear, and while every stroke, I could feel the tension build-up. I continued pushing it deeper at the same pace she cum once again! She arched back, and I felt her vagina quiver with every wave of her 10-second-long orgasm. I could feel her pussy get hotter and wetter.
I could feel the fluids spill down to my balls. She didn’t stop, continued grinding me harder, and placed my hands on her boobs. I squeezed her ass with one hand and her boobs with the other. I was on the verge of cumming. Watching her do all of this was super hot for me.
Her sexy body was a feast for my eyes while her hot pussy was making my dick explode any moment. I stopped her and told her that I was close. She asked me to cum inside her mouth. I immediately got up, and she started sucking my dick. It was covered in pussy juice.
I kissed her intermittently to taste her mouth, now a flavour of her pussy and my dick. She went on to use her hands, pulled my foreskin back, and started sucking the head of my dick furiously. She could feel that this was the last mile, made sure she left no energy behind and kept increasing her intensity.
My dick started throbbing inside her mouth while I held her hair and jetted out streams of semen inside her. I pulled it out and continued to cum all over her tits and face. It was a huge load. I groaned while discharging my fluids all over her smooth skin.
She swallowed my cum, rubbed the remaining all over her nipples and leaned forward to suck my dick clean. She kissed every part of it, licking it like a small puppy would eat ice cream. She made eye contact. She imitated a pop sound by suckin in on the tip of my dick at the end to indicate that she’s taken care of it!
All my life fantasising about fucking a maid, I finally fulfilled my dream. There is no logical reasoning as to why I did it. I think it was pure lust and the thrill of doing something wrong. We continued to fuck every chance we got until we left that apartment to live in a different part of the city.
We don’t keep in touch as we like to think of this as something to remember. The experience was worth it, although with some guilt of cheating on my wife, which grows less as the days pass. I have no regrets.
However, I might not explore this further now that I’ve done it with a maid. Maybe some other fantasy next time!