Hello to every reader, I am Aahaan (20), studying in the final year of my college. My maid Sunaina is 25 years old, 5’5″ tall, petite, but with full boobs (sort of perky and juicy), 34-28-30, mother of two, and has been working for my family since I was 16.
When she started working for us, she was unmarried but it’s been 2 years since her marriage. She trusted my mother quite a lot, due to which she would consult her with everything. Literally everything. From her house life, married life, periods, education (she was moderately educated), mobiles, etc. The last one, mobiles, was what led her into my trap.
She came for her usual work one morning and I had been eyeing her for quite some time. The sway of her hips and bounce of her boobs every time she bent for mopping.
That particular day, she didn’t wear any panties. How did I know this? She was wearing white leggings, which were very thin since it was quite humid and hot. She was on the floor, mopping, when I saw a clear wet, camel-toe. I knew that I had to do anything to make her my slut, that’s when a plan formed. It was an elaborate one.
She had a secondhand smartphone, which she left on the dining table while she cleaned. When she was cleaning, I took her phone and took it with me to the terrace. Now, I set up some nasty things on there. Like, I opened up porn browsers, nude images, double penetration images, etc. I knew that she didn’t know/remember to close her phone tabs since there were a billion tabs already open. I cleared all of them, except the porn ones.
The days went on, and I would do it every day, and every day, I would hear her converse with my mother about how a “virus” in the phone was causing it to open these sites. My mother would ask me to fix this, obviously, so I would just tell them that it was fine now and that maybe her children were repeatedly downloading a game causing the virus.
Then came the next step. I took the phone and a sexy porn image, one with mia-khalifa getting double penetration, and drooling all over her tits, and set it up as her wallpaper. Now I used an app on her phone which would slideshow some images, to not make her suspicious that I set up that wallpaper. The very next day she came to our house, and my mom asked her,
“Theek hua kya ye?” {Did your phone get fixed?}
“Haa, kuch to hua” {yes somewhat” } Sunaina replied, but she looked uncomfortable saying that. I knew she wouldn’t be able to tell my mother that her phone had a porn wallpaper.
After a few minutes, she came to my room for cleaning and gave me a side-eye.
I thought I was busted… but the opposite happened.
“Bhai, (she called me brother/bhai since she knew me since I was a kid), ye mere phone mein wallpaper virus ne pata nahi kaise laga diya. Please dekh do” {Bhai, please see what the virus did, please correct the wallpaper na}
“Arre haa-haa didi. Ek second” and I saw Mia-khalifa scrolling through the page. Then I thought of teasing her with it, “Ye wala wallpaper?” {this wallpaper?) I said as I showed her the sexy and seductive image.
Her cheeks flushed pink and she immediately grabbed my hand and lowered her phone.
“Koi dekh lega!” {someone will see!}
“Arre, koi nahi dekhega, aur isme galat nahi hai, aapne bhi kiya hai” {no one will see. Moreover, what’s wrong with this? You have done it too.}
“Bhai, par, itna nahi. Ye to bahut zyada hai” {Bhai, but not this much. She is too much.}
I smiled slyly, as I knew she was getting used to these sexy images. Then I pretended to correct it, while I downloaded a spy-logger application on her phone, causing it to record everything on her camera. I also set up other images in between the slideshow and just said that it was fixed.
For the next few days, she didn’t come back to me to get it fixed, at which point I was worried about what might have happened. I started to worry a lot, thinking my plan to make her my slut had failed. But then, as a last chance, I decided to check her phone, to see if it had any recordings.
She was mopping the floors, in her tight white – wet kurta with a pink bra underneath (which was clearly visible) and red leggings. I snuck up to her phone and opened her gallery.
BINGO! She had multiple recordings, most of which were useless, but two recordings were what I found.
One had her looking into the phone and just pressing her boobs. There was no one in the background, just her alone. Her face was clearly visible, and her boobs were scrunched up.
The second one was the bigger jackpot. She had her phone in hand, and she had no bra on. Her perky, large nipples were erect, almost to the point of bursting. Small drops of breast milk wanted to escape her tits.
She had her lips clenched in between her teeth and the other hand going down below. The little fapping sounds, fap-fap-fap-fap, were the music of the video. Then her moans started.
I shut the video and immediately transferred it to my phone. Then I planned the final stage. I picked a day when no one was home, except me. Two days later, on the big day, Sunaina came to my home and, as usual, kept her phone on the table, dropped her dupatta on the chair, and tied her hair. I grabbed her phone and went to my room. Three more recordings, with that slut moaning and fapping loudly.
“Slut, now I am gonna taste you”, I thought.
Then I set up the most sexy video of them, on the TV in my room. I selected two other videos and set them on each of my desktop monitors.
Then she came to my room for cleaning. She didn’t notice the videos at first, but then the moaning part started. Her face went pale, and she turned towards the TV and then towards my monitors. I stood there grinning.
“Didi, aapko to ye sab bahut pasand hai.” {Sis, you like them very much, right?}
“Ye!” she stuttered.
I took out my cock, “Ab aapki pyaas bujhni chahiye.” {Now your lust should be satisfied.}
Hearing this, she just dropped the broom and fell to her knees.
“Ab aap, waisa hi karogi jaisa main bolunga, agle 6 ghanto ke liye” {now you will do just as I say for the next 6 hours}
“Haa bhaiya, waisa hi karungi” {Yes, bhaiya, I will do just as you say}
Her eyes were teary, but her mouth was opened in surprise to see the size of my dick which was fully erect, 7″.
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“Main jaisa-jaisa bolunga, aap waisa hi karogi”
“Haa bhaiya”
I gave her some of my mother’s old leggings, which were definitely too short for her.
“Pehno ise”
She took them and started to go to the bathroom, but I stopped her. Then I grabbed her by her ass and directed her towards the corner of my room, which had a full floor-to-ceiling window.
“Yahan kapde badlo” {change here}
She felt awkward, “Bhaiya, sab dekh lenge” {everyone will see}
The window was only one-sided, but she didn’t know that. Then I pinned her to the wall and slid my hand down her panties to her asshole. I inserted a finger there and she gasped in pain and surprise.
“Karo” {Do it}
As soon as I left her asshole, she fell to her knees and grabbed her ass. Then she looked at me and my cock, and started stripping. The red leggings came down and a sexy torn black panties were revealed. I took her photographs, to which she didn’t object, even if she wanted to.
The white leggings went on and I instructed her to remove her kurta. She had a matching bra lacy bra on.
“Ghar ki safayi karo” {continue the cleaning now}
She obeyed, and I followed her to the kitchen. She was bent at the wash basin to do the dishes.
This slut, wheat-coloured skin, a black bra, and transparent leggings. I went behind her and started rubbing her vagina. My fingers were already wet and I noticed her juices dripping to the floor.
I rubbed her pussy more rapidly and harshly. She started shaking and moaning, at which point I unhooked her bra and then stuffed it into her mouth.
“Dhoti raho bartan” {keep washing the dishes}
“Aahh Aah” she kept moaning through her bra-stuffed mouth.
Once, her squirts had wet the floor twice, and all the dishes were done. Then I picked her by her waist and dropped her to the wet floor.
Lick it all.
“Haaaauunnn!” She moaned.
I tore the leggings and her panty and inserted my thirsty cock inside her.
“Aapko ye sab bahut pasand hai na?” {You like this very much, right?}
I rammed her, and with every swing, her tongue, which was on the floor, would be dragged along the wet floor, licking her pussy juices off the floor.
“Video ke jaise karo, jaisa aapka pati chodta hai” {Do it like the video, just like how your husband fucks you”}
After fucking her for an hour, I stopped.
“Bhaiya, chala nahi jaa raha” {bhaiya, I cant walk now}
“Chup reh” {Shut up} “kutiya, chup-chaap, mere peeche aa.” {Bitch, shut up and follow me}
And as she did, she crawled on the floor as her legs shook and the wet and torn leggings and panty left marks on the floor.
“Bed pe chadh, doggy style” {climb on the bed, doggy style}
She managed to lift her leg, but her pussy was swollen now and she just peed on the floor.
“Dekh toone kya kiya, ” {Look what you did}
I grabbed her pussy, two fingers in the pussy and thumb in the ass, like a bowling ball.
Then I assisted her up to the bed and instead kept her missionary style.
“Paanch ghante aur” {five hours more, just}
She just kept moaning slightly and lay there as I inserted my cock in her pussy again and lifted her lithe body on myself. Her legs were now on my shoulders and she gasped loudly.
“Aahhhhh! Aur thoda, please” {more please}
I posted my lips to her erect tits and lightly choked her down.
“haan, haaaannn, fuck” she moaned.
Then I rammed her pussy and then her was the turn of her ass.
” Bhaiya, please, chod lena, but abhi na ho payega.” {Bhaiya, please, fuck me all you want, but I can’t do more now}
“Parso, tu bina panty aur bra ke aayegi. Fir teri pyaas ko achi tarah se bujhayenge” {Day after tomorrow, come without undergarments, then we will satisfy your lust completely}
“Haa-haa” her voice was half moaning and half breathing.
I came on her face which she licked off completely within seconds.
Stay tuned for the next part where BDSM slave slut maid will come into play.
