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Dreaming Of My Neighbor

<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgk4kf-W63UZisrIwVwBzJb1-aEhAVcO7XRgAYfLnQIs7Nzx_-gtel3aaFqoh0fWKH6UnmLAeccATJTFOI87J0udVZLBbYYTHhyphenhyphenh_dDCfb3WAGaKvIkTbKjcCSAtkgwT_G7zGadZ4P0BOQ/s1600/Naked-462x330.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="228" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgk4kf-W63UZisrIwVwBzJb1-aEhAVcO7XRgAYfLnQIs7Nzx_-gtel3aaFqoh0fWKH6UnmLAeccATJTFOI87J0udVZLBbYYTHhyphenhyphenh_dDCfb3WAGaKvIkTbKjcCSAtkgwT_G7zGadZ4P0BOQ/s320/Naked-462x330.jpg" width="320" /></a></b></div><div class="postbody entry clearfix">         <b>I’ve had my eye on this girl for a while now, but I don’t  think she notices.  She lives right across the street from me.  Her name  is Rayna.  She has a boyfriend and all, but I really don’t care.  One  day I will make her mine.  I have a girlfriend, but that’s a story all  in its own.  I don’t even know why we’re still together.  She rarely  calls me or has time for me.  She’s one of those professional working  woman Barbie type of females that takes everything to the extreme. Rayna  is perfect for me.  We’ve spoken a few words to each other, but that’s  all.  It’s never been anything more.  But I wish it was.<br />
Little did I know that my wish was about to come true.  I happened to be  walking by my window and saw her light on in her room.  I stared out of  my window and admired everything she had in her room.  Everything was  so neat and clean.  Her bed was made and everything was in place, in  order.  I was still staring and admiring everything in her room when she  walked across her window completely naked.  My mouth dropped and I was  speechless.  I couldn’t move if I wanted to.  She stopped in the middle  of her room, positioning herself in front of her window perfectly as if  she was doing it on purpose.  She looked dead at me.  I was still  shocked and unable to move.  She blew a kiss at me and signaled for me  to come over.  I was processing everything in my head, but still  couldn’t move.  I was trying my hardest, but nothing happened.<br />
The phone rang and totally fucked up my dream as well as my hard-on.  It  was my so-called girlfriend that never wanted anything.  Of all times  for her to call, she picked the worst time ever.  I answered the phone  annoyed and pissed off.<br />
“Yeah.”<br />
“Hi my honey.  How are you?”<br />
“I’m fine.  What do you want? I asked in an abrupt way.<br />
“Wow, what’s the matter with you?”<br />
“Nothing, I have to go.”</b><br />
<b>I hung up the phone and sat on my bed with a blank look on my face.   Then it dawned on me, Rayna was just in the window, wanting me to come  over.  I jumped off my bed and headed for the stairs. I was so excited  and anxious that I left my damn front door unlocked.  My cock was as  hard as a piece of plywood.  All Rayna did was look at me and I was  ready to explode.<br />
I knocked on the door and it opened.  No one was there.  I walked in and  looked around.  I didn’t see anyone.  Then out of nowhere, there she  was, looking more beautiful than ever.  She motioned for me to come  upstairs.  When I reached the top of the stairs, she grabbed me and  stroked my cock for what felt like a heavenly lifetime.  I looked at her  confused and puzzled, but I was loving every second of it.  Then she  finally spoke to me.<br />
“I know you’ve been watching me.  I’ve been watching you too”, Rayna said.</b><br />
<b>Again, I was speechless.  I couldn’t move.  But my cock was steady  growing.  She seemed to notice.  She noticed everything.  She tugged at  my belt and looked me dead in my eyes.  I already knew what she wanted  and I was more than ready and prepared to give it to her.  She undid my  belt and pulled my pants down.  My cock sprang from my pants like a jack  in the box.  Her eyes grew wide as she fell to the floor on her knees.   She began sucking and stroking my cock like you would see in a porn  movie.  My girlfriend wouldn’t dare do anything like this.  I was in  another world, ready to go to the next.  I was already ready to cum.   Just one more swallow would send me into a violent, hard cum.  Just as  my eyes rolled to the back of my head, Rayna stopped.  I was almost  relieved.  I didn’t want to come so quick.  She got up and led me to her  room.  Rayna was so beautiful.  Her boyfriend didn’t appreciate shit.  I  felt honored that should chose me to satisfy her.  It was a fantasy  that I’ve had for months.<br />
Damn, I was now in her room, waiting for her to do whatever she wanted  to do with me.  Rayna threw me on the bed and got on top of me.  My cock  was so hard, if she looked at it, I would cum all over her pretty  little face.  She slid down my cock slowly and gently.  It was perfect.   Her pussy was so wet and sweet, my cock responded immediately.  She let  me fill her tight little pussy up with my big ten inch cock.  She  enjoyed every second of it.  She rolled her head back and forth and rode  me like I knew she never rode anyone else.  I told her I was about to  cum.  She quickly got off my cock and put my throbbing cock in her  mouth.  I exploded like twelve TNT explosives in her mouth.  She choked  on my cum as each squirt hit the back of her throat.  I knew she was a  pro at it.  She kept sucking and swallowing like nothing ever happened.   She moaned more than I did.  Rayna was rubbing her clit while I was  cumming in her mouth.  She reached her climax just after I did.  I was  still squirting my hot load when her body shook, making her take me  deeper into her mouth while she came.  Her wetness dripped on her just  cleaned carpet and made me shoot another load.  I reached down and  fondled her clit while she was still cumming.  She looked at me with my  cock still in her mouth and moaned.  I knew it felt good to her.  I  wondered if she felt as good as I did.<br />
The next morning I woke up and looked out the window.  Her boyfriend was  there.  I waited for him to leave and decided to walk over.  I told her  what I thought about last night.  She looked at me puzzled and  clueless.  I went into great detail about everything we did and it still  didn’t ring any bells for her.  Then it came to me…..everything was a  fucking dream!<br />
I apologized to her and started walking back across the street.  She  stopped me and grabbed me by my hand and told me that she would love to  make my dream a reality.  I was in heaven all over again.</b><br />
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Dreaming Of My Neighbor

I’ve had my eye on this girl for a while now, but I don’t think she notices. She lives right across the street from me. Her name...

Still Best Friends

<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBCPYPiNIl07muuPZ63zDw4Kwndf_iI5bfgXoXk_jtqRYPGqS78oDctRr93Ra1Xr5og3gJYdW-Fs4IJVUw1zVqexfAJIOnkssPzCcYtOz3LIuTklRTxo8uU1Yzbs9L9tbwipq_MC7NBIw/s1600/Zj29T9YnM1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBCPYPiNIl07muuPZ63zDw4Kwndf_iI5bfgXoXk_jtqRYPGqS78oDctRr93Ra1Xr5og3gJYdW-Fs4IJVUw1zVqexfAJIOnkssPzCcYtOz3LIuTklRTxo8uU1Yzbs9L9tbwipq_MC7NBIw/s1600/Zj29T9YnM1.jpg" width="320" /> </a></b></div><div class="postbody entry clearfix">         <b>My morning had been crazy, four new cases and I was the only  one available to take them.  I was beginning to think that the day was  never going to end.  I listened to an endless amount of griping and  bickering, and that was from my colleagues.  Some how I thought pro bono  work would be more gratifying.  I love my work on most levels, but the  people I have to deal with, namely the other lawyers, are enough to make  you reconsider your career path. I guess the reason why that morning  felt like it was dragging was because I had scheduled my afternoon off.   My best friend from high school was going to be in town and we were  going to get together for lunch.  She and I had talked on the phone for  the past six years, but never actually got to see each other since  graduation. We were both afraid we wouldn’t click like back in the day.</b><br />
<b>She and I were inseparable back then.  Our other friends would pick  on us; Siamese twins or lesbians take your pick.  We didn’t really mind,  as long as we were together.  We sit up late at night talking about  what it would be like to make out with each other, but neither of us had  the balls to actually do it.  That thought made me laugh and brought me  back to the boring meeting I was in just in time to see everyone  looking at me.  I had to get out of there! I sank down into my chair and  waited for them to carry on.  The meeting, which of course was just an  excuse to get everyone away from his or her offices to chitchat had  lasted a small eternity.  Nothing was said of any importance, just a way  to waste time.  </b><br />
<b>I got back to my office to find a note on my desk, “Meet Jessica at  the Blue Moon Café.”  My heart jumped.  I knew we were going to get  together, but now it was for real, it was on paper! </b><br />
<b>I got to the café early and got a table facing the door.  I wanted to  make sure I saw her when she walked in. I didn’t have to wait long.  It  might have been six years, but she still looked the same, tall, long  legged and blonde.  She spotted me immediately and walked over.  We  hugged tightly as we giggled and laughed.  It was a bit weird seeing  her.  We quickly feel into our old routine and gossiped about everything  in our lives, leaving no detail out. After we’d both eaten I asked her  where she wanted to go for the afternoon.  “I wanna see where you work  Tracey.”  As much as I didn’t want to go back there, I nodded and  smiled. “Sure thing hon.” </b><br />
<b>I walked in and asked Monica, the firm’s secretary, to act as if I’m  still out.  She smiled and answered yet another phone call.  I opened  the door to my small office and let Jessica in.  “Whoa hon, you’ve moved  up in the world haven’t you?”  She had to be joking.  My office was  large enough to fit my desk, 2 chairs opposite the desk, three five  drawer filing cabinets and a dark brown couch, which was only in my  office because there was nowhere else to put it.</b><br />
<b>I closed and locked the door behind me as Jessica walked around.  I  didn’t want anyone coming to my office thinking I was there, even if she  and I were only going to stay a few minutes.  As I turned back around  Jessica was standing right in front of me. Much to my surprise, she  wrapped her arms around me and kissed me firmly.  She’d found the ‘balls  to do it’.  She let her hands roam my body as I kissed her back, our  tongues meeting for the first time.  Her fingers quickly undid the  buttons on the front of my suit.  She had me out of my coat and blouse  before I knew it.  </b><br />
<b>She wrapped her arms around me and with a simple flick of her wrist  my strapless bra fell to the floor.  Her hands immediately moved down my  back to the zipper of my skirt.  I felt the fabric slide down my thighs  and to the floor in a heap.  “Oh you naughty girl, you still don’t wear  panties.” She said a bit pleased.  She moved me to the couch and laid  me down her hands pawing my body.  </b><br />
<b>She reached into her large purse and took out a slim felt covered  box. “Jessica,” I said obviously concerned, “What is in that box?”  She  smiled at me and giggled.  “Trust me, you’ll like it now lay back and  hush.” With that said I lay back, trusting her.  She ran her hands up my  legs, the feeling of skin against nylon made me shiver.  As she reached  the top of my thigh high stockings she stopped and I felt a cold object  touch my naked pussy.  I jerked slightly.  I couldn’t figure out what  she was doing, but I didn’t have to wait long.  She pressed it harder  against my lips and it slipped between them.  The long slender object  was a <span class="bm_keywordlink">dildo</span>.  She was going to fuck me with a dildo!  My heart leaped out of my chest and I my blood rushed.</b><br />
<b>“Mmmm you like this don’t you?”  All I could manage was “Uhhh huh!”   She slid the dildo further into my pussy, letting the shaft travel the  length of my clit.  She stopped just short of letting the dildo  penetrate my hole.  I wanted it so bad by then, my hips arched up and  forced the head into my pussy.  My moan filled my office as my walls  squeezed around the fake cock.  I slid my hand under the thin fabric of  her dress and up her thigh.  She spread her legs as my fingers pulled  aside the crotch of her panties giving me better access.  My fingers  easily slipped in between her soaked lips and I began to stroke her clit  lightly.  She pressed the dildo deeper into my hole, my muscles  contracting against it.</b><br />
<b>She began to pump the cock in and out of my wetness faster and  deeper.  I let my nimble fingers dance faster around her clit.  Our  moans mingled in the small office as we fondled each other and grew  steadily grew louder.  The scent of pussy was in the air, and filled my  nose.  I still couldn’t believe this was actually happening.  I felt my  orgasm begin to build as she carried on fucking my pussy.  I worked my  fingers against her clit faster as my climax grew in intensity.  I felt a  surge of pleasure consume my body and I quivered from head to toe as my  pussy spasmed against the ramming cock.  Her body shuddered and pressed  against my dancing fingers as she peaked.  Both of us brought the other  past our climaxes.  We both slumped down onto the couch as we fought to  regain our breath, her body draped across mine.  “And we thought we  might not click as well as we used to.” I said softly.  We spent the  rest of the day holed up in my office getting to know each other again.</b><br />
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Still Best Friends

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Riding Lesson With My Maid

<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwypKnEauR650f5Rb3UtTGKxeYFo8NUIvPXv682k9YOTfHTv6XWruYw5SGJpXN6Yb0egvUc5tpUpaSw1f7tFYSYiJjCodlQK9TEbkmUAki6raEb4Ym3PAVEFEvHXbDNvyOn7PhgA4nfPg/s1600/4752400173.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwypKnEauR650f5Rb3UtTGKxeYFo8NUIvPXv682k9YOTfHTv6XWruYw5SGJpXN6Yb0egvUc5tpUpaSw1f7tFYSYiJjCodlQK9TEbkmUAki6raEb4Ym3PAVEFEvHXbDNvyOn7PhgA4nfPg/s1600/4752400173.jpg" /></a></b></div><b>A newbie writer here with the purpose to make life more spicer for  the readers and self. This is also my first submission and look forward  to the feedback after many years of this incident finally got the time  to pen my memoirs. The work presented here is mostly true & real  life. However situations, places, names have been moderated to protect  identities of the people involved. Generously have added spice where  required.</b><br />
<b>As a country we are sexually opressed hence the reason  for our craving to have more sex. All the time being opressed there is a  certain charm in having discreet relations. My school life was largely  uneventful being in an only boys school. This made me shy from talking  to girls or women. This is something that happened after i finished my  standard 10 board exams. My father was posted about 200 kms away at a  city from where we lived. </b><br />
<b>Being vaccation i decided to spend time  with my dad in that city (you could call it a village as it had a  population of fewer than 5,000). The motivation to go there was my love  for bikes. My dad had a bike and he had promised to teach me once I  would complete my board exams. I had not attained legal age to ride  bikes on the orad and hence it was possible at a smaller village where  kids of my age would learn to ride.</b><br />
<b>My dad used to work for a  large MNC in a senior role. He had a company car to his disposal and the  bike was more of a passion for him. He was alloted huge nice company  quarters which were at some distance from the manufacturing unit he was  heading. Being a senior management professional, in a small village and  for the kinds of person he is the respect he had was huge. This had a  rub off effect. </b><br />
<b>Whenever I would visit the place his assitants,  the workers etc everyone would kind of try and be sweet to me. It was a  princely feeling. Those days that is about 2 decades ago there was no  Cable TV, frequent power cuts, no mobiles, no internet, nothing !  Activities were going for a swim in the river, trekking the nearby  mountains or going to the video parlour. I know any of you who can  relate to the story will have a raised eye brow. </b><br />
<b>Video Parlours  were the hot spots X rated movies would be shown for about 3 bucks.  Regular movies at a buck the X rated movies would mostly have local  villagers, workers, farmers from nearby smaller villages. It was  housefull mostly. Well the video parlours were not my first introduction  to the enchanting world of pleasure. We had learnt to observe the nice  shapely boobs of our English Teacher a litle earlier. Being known who I  was I carried a risk of visiting these parlours. </b><br />
<b>I would sneak in  mostly after the shows started and leave before the show got over for  the fear of my dad coming to know what I am up to. The house where my  father stayed was a comfortable place. It was large, spacious and well  furnished. It had 2 bedrooms, a living area, kitchen, bath and balcony.  The apartment was serviced by a part time Maid. She was the wife of my  dad's driver. Her routine was to come to the apartment after dad left. </b><br />
<b>Her  duties included washing clothes, cleaning, cooking etc all. She had a  key to the house. To describe sheela she would have been in here late  30’s. Short in height, with average looking and small boobs. She was on  the skinner side (optimistically can call it size 0) dark Complexioned.  Well with my arrival she had an extra regimen to follow. Prepare  Breakfast for me, provide afternoon meals and be available in case I  needed something more and maids did not carry mobile phones then. </b><br />
<b>There  were none, the first few days of my vaccation were largely uneventful. I  would get up late, go for a swim in the river with the kids in the  complex, have lunch and sneak for a nice X rated movie. I would have to  walk for about a kilometer and half to get an State Transport Bus and  then travel to the village for about 8 Kms. Watch the movie and come  back before Dad Came from office. Hence I missed observing Sheela.</b><br />
<b>A  power cut had been announced for more hours for the next few days.  Hence the video parlour would start only in the evenings now. Hence i  knew i am not going to get a chance to watch the movies and get my daily  dose. This got me really annoyed. My irritation had increased as Dad's  trusted assitant who had to teach me to ride the bike prolonged his  unscheduled leave. </b><br />
<b>By the next day since exams were over the  other kids also had left for their native places. Swmming alone was no  fun. No Movies and No Bike. I was all alone at home and maybe destiny  had all this planned for me. Sheela came in as usual and carried on with  her work. I was devouring the archies, tinkle and hardy boy’s books  that I had. The balcony opened from the living room. We had the clothes  line in the balcony and I was slouching on the sofa with my comics. </b><br />
<b>I  don't know why I did not have a pair of shorts but would sleep wearing  one of my dad's lungis.  So with my lungi and tee reading about Betty or  Veronica or thinking about the movies i was really getting horny.  Sheela had completed washing the clothes and finisihing the rest of the  work it was time for her to dry the clothes. She walked in the balcony  and started drying the clothes. She would wear a saree as she was short  in height she would use a stick to dry the clothes. </b><br />
<b>My eyes  gleaned over to her. For every piece of cloth that she had to put for  drying she would have to bend, pick it up from the bucket, rinse it  well, wave and air dry to remove any excess water, fold it in a manner  so the same can be hoisted on the clothes line using a stick, then  arrange it on the clothes line well.  Now these manifold steps would be  accompanied by her body movements. </b><br />
<b>Every time she would bend I  got a chance to see her well rounded butt with her saree at times going  inside the crack at times when she would bend from the front her pallu  which was fastened to her peti coat would give me a view of her small  melons hanging. The rinse action would firm up her breasts and  accentuate them. The wave hard in air would give me a side view. </b><br />
<b>The  hoisting step would give me a view from her blouse down to her navel  for the first time I was in proximity of a real woman all alone. Vividly  the scenes from the video parlour came to my mind and i started  appreciating the sexiness that sheela had. I was horny like hell. I  wanted to touch her, feel her. I was too scared how to make that happen.  However she was an ace at her work and finished drying in very little  time. </b><br />
<b>She checked with me if I wanted anything or she could  leave. I had nothing and she left. I spent the day dreaming and  replaying each of those scenes of Sheela.  The next day same thing of  clothes drying I was waiting for it. I positioned myself on the sofa in  such a manner to get the best view of the action. I took a story book  and lay on my stomach to pretend that I was reading a book. I had a hard  on already. She went about her routine </b><br />
<b>I think she caught me in  the corner of my eye that I observing her. We lost eye contact as I was  scared that she would know. I guess she understood my motive. She  started now playing with me and teasing me. Her actions became slower.  She would bend for longer, rinse longer and take more effort and time to  dry each piece of cloth. Finally all the clothes had dried and one  left. That was the double bed sheet. </b><br />
<b>She was finding it difficult  to hoist the same and put it on the clothes line. Somehow either she  was distracted or had a ploy in mind.  Under the sheet that i had  covered my self, I was stroking myself at the sight of her body  movements. Unable to succeed in her endavours I gathered courage in an  attempt to make a conversation and offered her help. I suggested to her  why she not uses the ladder to dry that. </b><br />
<b>She giggled and  exclaimed! How can a small lady like her lift the ladder alone, bring it  to the balcony. She is not young and strong like me. I was happy to  hear the words of appreciation. I sprang out of the sofa and offered to  help a lady in need. I said why dont we bring it to the balcony  together. She readily agreed. We lifted the heavy ladder from the store  room and got it to the balcony. We realised that the hinges were broken  and the ladder was not self standing. </b><br />
<b>Now that was a new problem.  I offered to hold the ladder firmly while she goes up and dries the  sheet. She said she was afraid of falling down. After some amount of  assurance that i will ensure she does not fall she agreed. She got on  the ladder, and while on the second step she seemed to loose balance and  placed her hand on my shoulder to avoid a fall. My natural reflexes  extended my hand to hold her by her leg. She gathered herself. </b><br />
<b>We  looked at each other and smiled I signalled its ok and shes safe and  she can clmib further. I was still holding her leg now. It was my first  touch of a female body and she continued to hold my shoulder and  attempted to lift her other leg to a higher step on the ladder. She  could manage that. I knew now I had to leave her leg to let her climb  further up my mind said that and my heart said no.</b><br />
<b>However I only  loosened my grip and accompanied my hand on her leg to the step up. She  did not seem to mind my hand holding her. In the higher step she took  she had her legs bare as she had worn the saree a little higher to scale  the ladder. My hand toched her bare skin it seemed warm. Finally she  was at reasonable height to dry the sheet. She did manage to do half of  it. </b><br />
<b>She could not however straighten it fully as her short hands  did not reach far and wide. Not happy with the way the sheets were put I  offered her to climb the ladder and dry it. She came down and I stood  closely to the ladder and she walked down the ladder into my arms as she  came down, she missed the last step and put her body weight on the  ladder the ladder lost balance and tilted behind. I was holding the  ladder and got pulled by the force. </b><br />
<b>She was in between, now the  ladder was having a free falland she was on the ladder locked in between  the falling ladder and my arms. Thankfully we did not have an accident  as about a foot to the rear was a wall where the ladder rested and  supported at the edge of the balcony by the other wall. I was on her my  chest was pressing her boobs and my dick near her cunt and rubbing it.  However all this happend too fast</b><br />
<b>I gathered myself and got up and  helped her to get up I said sorry. She got up and apologized for  missing the step and making me fall. I asked her if she got hurt and she  replied thankfully she did not, but she enjoyed the fall with a grin on  her face. She mentioned not to tell dad about this as it would cost her  job. Neither of us could get any bolder</b><br />
<b>We put the ladder back  where it was and she had finished work and it was time for her to go.  She mentioned to me that I have not had my bath and I should have it  before I have lunch and would she like me to heat water on the cooking  gas stove as there was no electicity for the gyser. A warm water bath  always does well and I readily agreed. She warmed water in the kitchen  and delivered two piped hot steaming buckets in the bathroom. </b><br />
<b>She  quizzed do I need any more help mischievously I replied yes bathe me  and she smiled, did not say anything, her looks were approving but she  did not agreed and chuckled, chided me to have lunch on time and be a  good boy and she will see me tomorrow. The wait till the next day was  killing the next day went on with the same routine. She had worn her  pallu a little loose giving me a nice view of her clevage and a bit of  her boobs. </b><br />
<b>Now this was turning me on we could now make eye  contact and every time she would give a smile. She had finished her work  and asked me if I needed warm water. I said I want it only if you are  going to bathe me and she laughed at it and said that I am very naughty  and said No. My heart sank and she went over and put water for heating  on the cooking gas stove. I was determined to seduce her and I lacked  the experience to do that effectively and it’s rightly said that  ncessity is the mother of invention.  </b><br />
<b>I quickly fast many  complicated and tight knots to my lungi while she waited in the kitchen  to warm water I went up to her and said I need her help as the knots on  the lungi are messed up and I need her help to auntie them and she  started examining the knots and made an attempt to untie them. I had put  on real complicated knots or she was now playing in is not known but it  was taking her effort and she was reasonably unsuccessful. </b><br />
<b>I had  a hard on and due to the knots my lungi was reasonably low and she  seemed to get a little irritated at the level of difficulty to untie the  knots. She had to bend and watch from close how the knots were tied  with her hands up in the air she was not able to untie it and she knew  she had to sit down and untie it from the underneath. She sat down on  the ground in a kneeling position.</b><br />
<b>Now her hands were rubbing my  dick as she tried to untie the same. It took her a couple of mins to  untie the knots and I knew my ruse was over. She dutifully put the water  in the bathroom and readied to leave she mentioned that I should go for  the bath. I had lost all interest to bath and angrily replied that I  don't want to have a bath.  Halfway from her exit she asked me Baba, are  you angry? </b><br />
<b>I said, 'No and she persisted then why you dont want  to have bath the water will become cold. I replied I don’t want to have a  bath as I wanted you to give me a bath. But since you have said no, you  should not be bothered. She said, she has to go back home and if she  gives me a bath she will become wet. I persisted, that’s an excuse. I am  not using the shower and its bucket bath and how can you get wet if you  rinse my head and hair scrub my back?</b><br />
<b>She said, you are a grown  up boy and she was embarassed to see such a big boy without clothes. I  said, these are all excuses I said she can give me a bath with me  wearing my lungi. She had run out of options. She knew she had to say  yes and she said ok but make it quick as it’s nearing lunch time and she  has to rush home. I was happy with joybI sat down in the bathroom on  the small stool she tied her pallu and adjusted her saree as to avoid  getting wet.</b><br />
<b>She checked with me if the temprature of the water  was fine I confirmed as I sat on the stool facing the large mirror in  front on me she was behind me she started pouring water over me standing  at a distance she inched closer to shampoo my hair and scrub my scalp  ohh this was heavenly as she would bend I could see her clevage and feel  her warm body at a very close distance the scrubbing moved to the back  with a soap. </b><br />
<b>The aromas were getting us excited more I think she  was also enjoying every bit of it now and she made the bold move to  scrub my chest as well her hands slipped in from under my arms and moved  over my chest it was so much fun. She scrubbed vigorously from left to  right and from top to bottom my bare chest and I was enjoying. My dick  was throbbing and she however was now very close to me her boobs were  inches away from my back.</b><br />
<b>I attempted to move back once or twice  but for the fear of getting wet she moved back in quick reflex. Finally I  got the courage to hold her hands and guide to where I wanted to be  scrubbed on my chest and she was vigorously moving it and I held it  firmly and guided it from under the lungi which was already loose to  scrub and hold my dick. She attempted to withdraw it but now I was in  control she made a half hearted attempt I pulled it firmly and she  exlaimed "what are you doing baba!</b><br />
<b>I asked her if she was enjoying  it and she replied I am, but I am scared of loosing my job. If your dad  comes to know of this ill be banned from the village I said he will  only know if you tell having that assurance she guided in her hands to  my dick she was now very close and her boobs were touching my back it  was superb fun. Finally we reaised two buckets of water can last a few  minutes only and very little water remained.</b><br />
<b>I needed to complete  the rest of the bath myself by removing the lungi to remove the soap. I  knew that was not enough to clean me well and she walked out of the  bathroom I attempted to clean myself and realising that I was still  soapy I needed to use the shower. The cold water shower got me even  hornier. I wanted to jerk off somehow I was keen to get out quickly  before she would leave. I gave her a shout to bring the towel for me. </b><br />
<b>She  had tided up herself and got the towel I wiped myself partly and came  out quickly and she was still there, she said I am still a kid as I  don’t know how to wipe myself properly to which I replied why don’t you  do it for me then! She said ok, now I was standing in front of her with  the towel on and she said she will get another towel to wipe me and she  returned empty handed and said there is no other dry towel. </b><br />
<b>I  said not to worry and removed my towel instantaneously and said this one  is still dry use that now I had taken the bold step of doing the full  montyshe looked at me in awe and avoided eye contact and she took the  towel from my hand and started wiping me she wiped me dry including my  dick and my back side. I felt very erotic being inexperienced I did not  know the next move.</b><br />
<b>I was wiped dry and she offered me a pair of  clothes I wore them and she said she wanted to leave. I was feeling very  irritated as to not knowing to move further and she left again my heart  sank I was feeling very dejected and I heard the knock on the door  again. She came in and said chote seth, please don’t tell this to your  father. I said you already told me and i have assured you I think she  wanted to stay and say something. </b><br />
<b>She asked me something like do I  want anything else and naturally it occured to me yes you" as a reply.  She walked in and closed the door behind and said "Yes. I want you too.  We embraced like lovers and started kissing each other our smooch was so  nice. My hands felt her boobs and it was sheer pleasure. She dropped  the pallu and her melons seemed to be want to get out of her tight  blouse it took me a while to undo </b><br />
<b>The buttons (my first time) and  she helped me to get rid of it she also undid my tee. Now she was bare  she did not wear any bra her erect nipples were looking pinkish compared  to the rest of her dark complexion and she guided my head lower to  indicate me to suck her and I think she taught me the art of sucking. I  sucked as if there was no tomorrow and also gave her enough and more  love bites. The next natural thing for her was to stroke me.</b><br />
<b>I was  enjoying it we wer doing all this in a standing position my hands now  started to remove her saree which was done quite quickly she removed her  peti coat and had undone my shorts and undies by then. She bent down  and took most of my cock at one go in her mouth the blow job that she  gave was amazing. She was an amazing sucker. I was to explod in her  mouth but she could control my nerves very well with her teeth, tongue,  suck and blow process.</b><br />
<b>Two decades later this blow job still  features in the top10 blow jobs I have had till date so far. We lay in  missionary position on the floor in the living room my hands exploring  her bare body every inch of it and she doing the same and she now guided  my dick into her warm wet pussy. I was enjoying the foreplay more than  the fuck but the sensation, the feeling was good. </b><br />
<b>I later  realised after many experiences of the difference between a tight and a  loose pussy and the art that women have to flex their vaginal muscles to  give their men lasting pleasure. It was my first time and trial and  error was the way forward it was fun to do it on the floor. I think I  was quite horny, excited I was getting my learners license for riding  rode her for a while and did cum in a few hard strokes and she too was  excited. </b><br />
<b>We both came together and I shot my cum load into her  most of the juices over flowed and dripped on the floor. I had lost my  virginity to the maid but it was like a trophy won. I lay on her for a  few seconds and then got up to clean me and her too cleaned heself,  cleaned the place, got ready and left. I ate my lunch and slept for the  rest of the afternoon. I was unable to talk properly to dad in the  evening and he wondered if I was unwell. </b><br />
<b>His assitant had sent a  tele gram stating that he would take a few more days to return. Dad  suggested that i could go back and then come back to him once his  assitant returns as there is no light, no good movie VCR tapes, no  friends and no bike. I had no fun or reason to stay here and rather  enjoy my vaccation with my friends in town. I wanted to say no, but did  not have a reason to prolong my stay so he said that he would arrange  for a car tomorrow to drop me back hom.  </b><br />
<b>I was so very looking  forward to more fun with Sheela and here my entire plan was watered at  the same time suspiscion entered my mind, what if dad knows about what I  did and hence is packing me off. Did Sheela tell her husband or  complain to dad? I did not get good sleep that night. I slept quite late  and got up by noon I had thought that dad wuld be around and the car  waiting for me to take me back home, however to my pleasant surprise  Sheela was going about her chores and dad was not around. </b><br />
<b>I asked  her where is dad. She said Dad had some urgent work at the plant as  some officials from head office had come due to Puja yesterday of the  new plant and were leaving in the afternoon. Hence his husband, dad's  driver was going to take me back home by afternoon. I was happy to be  alone and close with Sheela again my mind wandered with the thoughts of  exploring more of Sheela's body I expected to do it once more today.</b><br />
<b>She  went about drying clothes as usual and warmed the water everything was  so predicable now. However I had run out of luck I think as I readied  myself for a bath, we could hear the honk of my dad's car. Sheela went  to the balcony, it was dad's driver asking her to come down quickly as  he was waiting to fetch her and have lunch. Sheela left in a hurry no  bath. </b><br />
<b>Nothing it was a big no show I was packed off in the  evening back home throughout the way my mind wandered of many more  things I wanted to try after about two weeks dad called and said his  assistant has come back and I could now come to learn riding the bike. I  jumped with joy to go back and have some hot steamy riding sessions  with Sheela the driver arrived to pick me up. I had small talk with him  and enquired about his family wanting to know about Sheela.</b><br />
<b>He  said that sheela had to go to her native place as someone in he family  was seriously ill and she would come back in two weeks I felt like  jumping out of the car or at the least ask him to drive me back home and  we had reached half way and more by the time I discovered this point of  no return. He said that Sheela had to go to her native place as someone  in his family was or at the least ask him to drive me back home.</b><br />
<b>We  had reached half way and more by the time I discovered this point of no  return. I reached and slept. Dad thought I must be tired of the drive  thankfully luck had different and better plans for me to my delight as I  woke up I saw a nice sexy voluptuous figure of an 18-19 years girl  drying clothes that was our maids daughter! She was as a replacement to  her mother. Did I seduce her or get seduced by her? </b></div>

Riding Lesson With My Maid

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<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgftxFjRzeOJCBqKh8-Tf7KaJ427mcnXESGwFQFk9gMlFsiIsl8Neohm432TeyYd673uK76uKS0oUETXg3p8uE51WZ_NiGev9DsUYFKzminESHVxSwUG_k814yp_skWNolEN1bG_Tv9R1o/s1600/wg1TgLz3zP.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><b><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgftxFjRzeOJCBqKh8-Tf7KaJ427mcnXESGwFQFk9gMlFsiIsl8Neohm432TeyYd673uK76uKS0oUETXg3p8uE51WZ_NiGev9DsUYFKzminESHVxSwUG_k814yp_skWNolEN1bG_Tv9R1o/s1600/wg1TgLz3zP.jpg" /></b></a></div><br />
<div style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', Arial, Helvetica, Sans, FreeSans, Jamrul, Garuda, Kalimati; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-top: 0.4em; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto;"><b>There are times in every relationship when phone sex is a must. My girlfriend and I can’t always be together because of our jobs. She’s a stewardess and flies into new cities regularly while I work as a regional manager for a national tech company. Sure, I can fly out to see her but that doesn’t happen often enough. Getting dirty over the phone is hugely erotic and brings us even closer despite the distance.</b></div><div style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', Arial, Helvetica, Sans, FreeSans, Jamrul, Garuda, Kalimati; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-top: 0.4em; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto;"><b>There’s no real set time when we call each other so we have to be ready at any moment. I’m either in our king-sized bed or our plush leather couch when she beckons. She is the same, always ready to get in her warm bed or comfy chair at whatever motel she’s staying at. After being a dipshit and not thinking things through clearly I have Vaseline at all times. I’ve rubbed myself raw on several occasions and ruined the moment because I couldn’t go for a round 2 or 3 if need be. I got too excited and paid the price for the next couple days at least.</b></div><div style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', Arial, Helvetica, Sans, FreeSans, Jamrul, Garuda, Kalimati; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-top: 0.4em; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto;"><b>I have my lubricant and my baby has her mini-<span class="bm_keywordlink" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;">vibrator</span> that always seals the deal. It’s battery powered with four speeds and not much bigger than an adult thumb but it’s made her not only cum but even squirt before so I know firsthand how potent it is. That was the best investment I’ve made and it helped jumpstart our marriage because it brought out a side in Diana that I’d never seen.</b></div><div style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', Arial, Helvetica, Sans, FreeSans, Jamrul, Garuda, Kalimati; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-top: 0.4em; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto;"><b>This particular night Diana called, I was just wearing a t-shirt and boxers so I’d have easy access to my cock.  Di said she was wearing her button snap pajama top, the one she knows I love so well and the sheer panties she’s bought at Victoria’s Secret. “Hi sweetie. How’s my favorite guy in the world doin?” “I’m doin much better now sexy that I hear your voice and fantasize about how little you have on.”</b></div><div style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', Arial, Helvetica, Sans, FreeSans, Jamrul, Garuda, Kalimati; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-top: 0.4em; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto;"><b>“Ooooh! Great answer honey! That’s something I know you always do so well. You say the right thing to make me feel sexy and wanted by you.” I could see my cock was already fully hard and ready for serious stroking. Whenever I tell Di my dick is raging and aching for her mouth, she gets extremely wet. Before I met her I’d never known a girlfriend of mine to get this excited over just my speech. I looked forward to every time I’d see her fantastic body.</b></div><div style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', Arial, Helvetica, Sans, FreeSans, Jamrul, Garuda, Kalimati; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-top: 0.4em; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto;"><b>“Ooooh honey you know how to get my pussy sooo wet! My panties are fucking soaked wishing you were right next to me lying down and running your hands over my entire body. I want to feel your mouth over my hard nipples and nibbling on them to make me want to fuck you even more!”</b></div><div style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', Arial, Helvetica, Sans, FreeSans, Jamrul, Garuda, Kalimati; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-top: 0.4em; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto;"><b>That was all I needed before I brought out the Vaseline and started slathering it all over my hard prick. “Ohh god baby”, I uttered as I started to stroke myself. “Let me hear it baby”, Di pleaded as I put the phone down to my crotch so she could hear me stroking and how close it sounded to nailing her with her warm juices splashing about inside. “Ohhh fuck hun, is that what I think it is”, I asked Di because I knew exactly that she’d gotten the mini vibe and started to use it on her tender clitty.</b></div><div style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', Arial, Helvetica, Sans, FreeSans, Jamrul, Garuda, Kalimati; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-top: 0.4em; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto;"><b>“Ohhh my sweetie…I wish you were here to fuck me deep and make me cum”, Di asserted, as I could hear her breathing starting to get ragged. “Baby, I’m undoing my snaps on that pajama top that gets your cock rock hard and ready to drill. I’m reaching inside my top and playing with my nipple. My pussy is starting to get on fire baby. It needs you and wants you!”</b></div><div style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', Arial, Helvetica, Sans, FreeSans, Jamrul, Garuda, Kalimati; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-top: 0.4em; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto;"><b>“Fuck Diana, I wish I was pounding the fuck outta you like a dirty girl deserves. I wanna pick up the pace and slam you harder you fucking slut!” ”That’s it baby! I’m dirty, dirty girl that needs a spankin on her firm bubble butt. I’d stick my ass out right now because I know you’d get my panties soaked baby! I’ve got two fingers in my pussy baby while the vibe is punishing my clitty baby!” Diana had this whiny tone when she was getting fucked or eaten out and it always drove me fuckin crazy.</b></div><div style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', Arial, Helvetica, Sans, FreeSans, Jamrul, Garuda, Kalimati; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-top: 0.4em; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto;"><b>“Ohh shit. I feel like I’m going in and out of your smoking hot cunt baby. I’m grabbing your tits too while I’m hammering your snatch baby!” ”Baby I can barely stand it. You’re making me soooo wet I can’t stand it! Listen to this sweetie.” Diana had put three fingers into her slit and was bumping her palm against her clit to show how wet she was and nearly ready to blow.</b></div><div style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', Arial, Helvetica, Sans, FreeSans, Jamrul, Garuda, Kalimati; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-top: 0.4em; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto;"><b>“Ohhh fuck baby my cock is aching for you! I’m so fucking hard I wanna shoot my fucking load deep inside you!” “Yessss! Shoot your big fucking load deep inside me. I wanna feel your hot cum inside my wet fucking pussy. Don’t make me wait too much longer baby. Cum. Please? Pretty please?” Whenever Diana started whining like that it brought things up a notch to the point where she wasn’t gonna last much longer. Every time the goal was to cum together. We executed this to perfection only once before.</b></div><div style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', Arial, Helvetica, Sans, FreeSans, Jamrul, Garuda, Kalimati; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-top: 0.4em; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto;"><b>“Baby I’m licking my fingers and rubbing my nipples like your tongue would be all over them. My clit is blazing hot baby. My pussy is scalding baby! I need you…I want you…I need to feel you inside fucking me like I want it baby!”  “Baby I want you so fucking bad! I can’t take it too much longer. Your pussy makes my cock so wet. Baby, I don’t know what to do you turn me on sooo fucking much! Ooooohhh fu…oohhhhhh shit….ohhhhhhh ohhhhh ohhhhhhh gawddddd”</b></div><div style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', Arial, Helvetica, Sans, FreeSans, Jamrul, Garuda, Kalimati; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-top: 0.4em; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto;"><b>I knew by these sounds Diana was ready to unleash an immense cum. I was also there and hearing this got that familiar pull in my groin. I was holding back for as long as I could. Then, in less than 10 seconds, a mutual, “OHHHH GAWWWDDD I’’MMMM FUCKINGGGGG CUMMMMMMINGGGGG”, rang through the rooms we were in. My cock exploded and shot a wad all the way to the middle of my stomach I was so stoked. Cream then leaked out and soaked my fingers and hands with a complete jizz bath. Just hearing Diana in complete ecstasy made me cum that much more.</b></div><div style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', Arial, Helvetica, Sans, FreeSans, Jamrul, Garuda, Kalimati; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-top: 0.4em; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto;"><b>I was disappointed I wasn’t with my babe but at least we could share this together. “Ohhh fuck baby, my body was quaking and shaking and wouldn’t stop! I had one big cum after another. I felt like I was exploding strong everywhere! My fingers couldn’t replace your beautiful dick but I did what I could honey. Thank you baby!” “Thank you too baby!”</b></div><div style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', Arial, Helvetica, Sans, FreeSans, Jamrul, Garuda, Kalimati; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-top: 0.4em; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto;"><b>I am so glad that we are so open and comfortable to be able to share these moments with each other, where we can let go and experience the heights of pleasure. All I know is…I can’t wait til’ she gets home!</b></div></div>

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