My Horny Maid Shanti

Shanti rang the bell and entered. She was wearing a sweater. I stared at her questioningly wondering whether she followed his instruction and wore the sleeveless blouse that i had got for her. She smiled and acted as if she was shivering and held her sweater, as if to reply, that she wore the sweater because it was cold.

I was mildly annoyed and angry though her smell of sweat hit me as she leaned closer. I loved her body odor. The more she smelled the more i wanted to fuck her brains. It had been just four days since she had joined their house. And four days since she had bathed. She smelled awesome. And today was a Friday, which meant my wife would come late from office. I had got Shanti ready for today and was all set .. but first you need to know why she hadn’t bathed and why she was expected to wear a sleeveless blouse for me.

You need to know what happened till now. Till today. Till this Friday. This story began on Sunday when our old maid Sandhya stopped coming. Why she stopped is another story, another day and another time. Sandhya was a 21 year old maid who had been with us for over one year now, and finally left us all of a sudden, only I knew she has run away with her boyfriend, as Sandhya and I were … Quite close to put it lightly. After all, running away was her mother Nirmala’s idea, since her boyfriends family would never agree to his marrying a maid. Nirmala was 47 and had the best arse in the world, I would know… I had fucked it every Friday.

On Monday as I drove to work with my wife, I got off the car at the gate and walked towards Ramlal, the security guard who had introduced Nirmala to me. I told the watchman that I needed a special and smart maid, and pressed 2000Rs into his hand. He smiled knowingly and said “Shanti aayegi sahab, meri doosri biwi ki beti hai. Mein usko samjha doonga” and he shook my hand.

The next day on Tuesday, Shanti came and I opened the door. My wife was in the kitchen and before she could come, I checked out Shanti knowing immediately by instinct it was her. Her breasts were round, her cleavage was tightly packed and her boobs overflowing from her blouse, her saree below her navel and tightly wound on her arse. She had full lips and was a ready to fuck bitch. My wife called asking “kaun aaya hai Shiva”, and Shantis eyes went wide and she whispered…”memsahab ghar pe hain?” While adjusting her blouse, her pallu and her saree and suddenly looking very presentable rather than a fuck ready willing slut whore that she looked like a second ago. And she gave me a naughty look still, and said “memsaab mein Shanti, watchman ne kaam ke liye bheja”.

And my wife came as I went to the sofa and continued to stare at this new whore. A WhatsApp message came from my watchman which had pics of Shanti posing in various dresses looking like an absolute cum hungry bitch … And he wrote to me “sahab, kaise lagi? Mast na, ye maal aapki hai, memsaab jo bhi paise de, aap apne taraf se ise mahine ka 10000 de dijiye, aap jo chahoge karegi” I replied with a thumbs up. Just then my wife got a call on her phone, Shanti stared at me while I immediately took out my wallet and took out five 2000Rs notes while seeing Shanti. She smiled and I kept the 10K in my pocket while she smiled knowingly. I decided to teach this whore a lesson for being such a slut.

My wife finished explaining the work and went for her bath, as I too went for mine. But today I finished in exactly 23 seconds under the shower, changed and went to the kitchen. Shanti was standing near the basin and turned to see me, and asked “madam kitna time lengi nahaane mein, abhi toh aapka lunch bhi pack nahi hua hai”. I told her dus min, and she fluttered her eyes in mock disappointment and said “sirf dus min Hain humaare pass?” And she countinued washing the vessels and shaking her arse deliberately. She then said “sahab, watchman ka message aaya aapko? Unhone ne kahaa ki aapka alag se kuch kaam hai aur aap alag se paise denge” And I went forward and took out the 10K and said… Haan ye paise dene the tumhe, and I pressed my hard cock into her arse, pulled her back against me, and thrust the money into her blouse and began squeezing her breasts and biting her neck. She began to squirm and rotate her arse on my cock clearly enjoying it.

The bitch was enjoying it a bit too much. I continued to tweak her nipples as she tried to hold my cock, but I stopped her and bent her hands behind her back and trapped them with my chest as I pressed hard against her. My right and left hands now mauled her tits, squeezing and twirling her nipples as I licked her neck and dry fucked her arse between layers of clothing. She began to tremble under my onslaught and soon was whimpering and moaning loudly till I heard my wife’s bathroom door open… I left Shanti trembling and turned her towards me and saw her clearly now. Her eyes glazed, her lips open and saliva drooling, her breasts almost hanging out of her blouse, and she seemed desperate for a hard cock in every hole of hers. I kissed cheek and said, aaj ke baad tum tabhi nahaogi jab mein kahoonga. Kal yahi dress pehen kar aana, samjhi. Nahaana mat.” And I left her groaning in heat and lust. The bitch was mine. My wife and I left to office and that ended Tuesday

On Wednesday morning, as the door again the bell rang. I knew it was Shanti and had readied for my bath and was in my towel. My wife opened the door and let Shanti in. As my wife explained the lunch packing to her, Shanti stared at my muscular chest and broke into a sweat. I called my wife on her cell from my secret second sim and when she went to answer it, I entered the kitchen and stared at Shanti. She was already breathing in a broken manner and was horny. She managed to say “sahab, meine nahaaya nahi jaise aapne kahaa”. I whisperwd Haath oopar Kar, and I inhaled her body odor and pressed against her and ran my nose along her armpit.

I heard my wife hang up the dummy call and ran to the bedroom and caught my wife and ripped off her clothes and said “let’s take bath together” . Even as she said “the maid is in the house, are you mad”, I began to lick my wife’s pussy and lied “the maid has gone to buy milk”, and began to finger fuck my wife roughly. My wife was soon ready and her moans conveyed that she needed my cock.. and I saw Shantis shadow near the door… I pushed my wife against the wall so she would not see the door and slapped her arse hard and said loudly “aaj bahut garam hoon” and noticed Shanti had now come at the door and was staring inside.

I dropped my towel and stroked my 9.5 inch hard cock while staring at Shantis disbelief and pounded my wife’s pussy violently while holding her hips. Shantis hands began to touch herself, one on her breast and one on her pussy above her saree… While I ravaged my wife for the next ten minutes as she howled her way to two shattering orgasms.. and as I finally was about to cum, I pulled out and made my wife kneel with her back to the door.. I stood and stared at Shanti who was now fingering herself uncontrollably and I came all over my wife’s mouth, face and breasts with a loud roar staring straight into Shantis eyes.

I then picked up my well fucked wife and entered the shower and kissed her while we took a quick shower. I got out first and let my wife take a longer bath, she was still happily shocked by my violent pounding and needed to wash my cum off her hair. I dressed up quickly and went to the kitchen where Shanti was standing with her back to me and almost shivering. I caught her shoulders and pulled her breasts out of her blouse while standing behind her… I turned her to face me and put her left arm around my neck and kissed her while squeezing her open breasts with my left hand around her… My right hand slipped into her saree and felt her dripping pussy which was boiling hot and tight but well lubricated cunt and began to finger fuck her with two fingers inside, and my thumb punished her engorged clitoris, I tugged on her nipples and kissed her wildly while inhaling her odor noisily and said “kaise laga” which she just held my right wrist whose fingers we’re burieed in her pussy and rocked herself to a shuddering orgasm drenching her panties. I then bent and raised her saree and pulled off her soaking panties and kept it in my pocket and told her “Kal bra aur pantie ke Bina aana, aur nahaana mat” and left her a shivering mess, not before licking her armpit and biting it hard. I then walked out smelling her panty. My wife finished her bath soon and we left for office together, Shantis smelling undie safely kept in my laptop bag.

On Thursday I intentionally came late from the gym, finished my shower and got ready in the gym, and came home once I knew Shanti would be at home and my wife in her bath. I opened the door with my keys and went straight to the guest bathroom where the washing machine was, and called Shanti. She came with lust dripping from her, she dropped her pallu and showed her erect nipples and said “andar kuch nahi hai saheb”. I placed the gym bag with wet clothes on the floor, hoisted Shanti to the washing machine … Her smell filled the bathroom as I bent and began eating her pussy while fingering her. She locked her legs around my neck and whimpered while I reached up and tweaked and twisted her nipples all the while tonguing her pussy and clit … And as she was about to come, I pushed her back to expose her anus which her dripping juices from her pussy had lathered… And I plunged two fingers up her anus while kissing her to muffle her screams and pulled out my cock and began to slap her clit with my cock …

Not putting it in her and just rubbing and slapping her pussy with my cock which I held with my left hand, my right hand fingers drilling her anus and my mouth on hers sucking her open tongue while she held on to my shoulders and bucked in orgasm after orgasm … And just when she thought it was over after we both stopped… I squeezed and bit her nipples and thrust my fingers into her pussy and finger fuckeed her so hard that I was literally lifting her off the washing machine with my hands clawing her gSpot and she began bucking without control till I felt her ready to cum and pulled the nearby hand towel on top of her pussy and clawed her insides mercilessly as she began to squirt again and again and again drenching the towel. I then took the wet towel and left her in the loo, she crumpled to her knees unable to stand. I went down to the car after zipping up my hard on, and kept the towel along with her panty. But before leaving, I gave her a small package and told her… Kal ye waala sleeveless blouse mein aana aur andar kuch nahi aur nahaana mat”, and handed her a stringy blouse and kissed her.

And it was Friday today. Where she had come in a sweater though I asked the bitch to wear the sleeveless I gave her.

My wife went to take her bath. Shanti came to the washing machine. I came and acted as if I was searching for a towel. She asked me for my clothes as I picked up the towel from the machine. I took my shirt off like a banian but it got stuck. She reached close and pulled it down. And chided me and removed my buttons one by one. My hard on grew as she grinded against it. The shirt was off. She now touched my pyjama nada but ran her hand along my cock and finally, pressing my cock head against my body with the back of her palm as she acted as if removing my nada. She acted as if it was stuck and bent on her knees

I could see her breasts clearly from his vantage point. My cock grew harder still and precum began to ooze. She was not yet touching the nada but shamelessly starting at my cock and smiling with unhinged and pure lust on her face. She looked up at me admonishingly with a naughty questioning look … And then pulled my pyjama down. The underwear came down with her force but got stuck on my erect cock while the pyjama was now around my ankles.

She looked at my cock with awe… Opened her eyes wide and held my cock boldly over the undie … And before she could do anything we heard my wife coming out of the shower in her room. While I froze, Shanti stood up in a jiffy and told me aaj mein aapko nahi jaane doongi saheb”, and she caught my hard exposed cock and yanked my foreskin down… And kissed me before I could scream while now rubbing her thumb on my wet cockhead. We heard my wife shut her bedroom door to change while she shouted “Shanti, sahab aur mera khaana pack kar dena”.

Even as she shut her door, Shanti went wild on me and kissed me harder. I could control no longer and began moving my hips against her hand… i noticed her desperation, and decided today was the day. I pushed on her shoulders and she immediately knelt down and gobbled my cock and sucked as if there was no tomorrow… Sucking while she tilted her head sideways, her tongue rubbed the back of cock, her mouth going up and down while she milked my cock with her right hand and caught my naked arse with her left hand egging me on… And as I groaned … She stopped and faced me, held my hips and deep throated me as I exploded my cum in her mouth. Wave after wave coursed thru me as she sucked me off dry, and finally stood up and kissed my cheek saying aaj mein aapko office nahin jaane doongi sahab, mein aaj koi aur ghar nahi jaane wali hoon” And she ran to the kitchen and began packing my wife’s lunch. I ran to my room with my cock still recovering from the most fantastic blow job ever and wore my nite clothes once more and jumped on to my bed and rolled the covers. I had anyway decided I was not going to office and planned to play unwell.

Iheard my wife open her door and come and see me lying in bed. I had wiped off my sweat and she came and touched me, I was boiling hot. I told her to let me sleep a bit and leave fast lest she catch the fever from me. My wife asked if I had any medicine, and I said I’ll have after breakfast when I wake up. My wife called Shanti and said ” sahab aaj office nahin jaayenge. Unki tabiyat kharaab hai. Tum aaj yahin rukna aur baaki ghar se chutti le lo. Sahab jab utthe unko doodh pilaana aur garna garam kuch khilaakar dawai dena aur mujhe phone karke update dena”. Shanti nodded and stared at me with excitement as my wife stepped out. Shanti know that today she would be fucked like never before.

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