Hi, mera naam Neil Desai hai, aur yeh meri bilkul sachchi kahani hai jo teen saal pehle hamare purane family mansion mein hui thi. Main tab 24 saal ka tha, abroad se MBA complete kar ke wapas aaya tha, aur papa ke real estate business mein join kar raha tha. Hamara family background old money wala tha – Gujarat ke ek chhote se town mein hamara bada sa mansion tha, colonial style ka, kai rooms, swimming pool, garden, aur staff quarters. Ghar mein papa-mummy, dada-dadi, aur main rehte the, lekin servants bahut the – cook, drivers, gardeners, aur maids. Sabse nayi maid thi Kaushalya, lagbhag 28-29 saal ki, ek gaon se aayi thi job ke liye. Woh widowed thi, husband accident mein guzar gaya tha, ek chhota beta gaon mein uski maa ke paas rehta tha. Kaushalya simple thi lekin killer body wali – gori chamdi, lambe kaale baal jo woh braid mein bandhti thi, aur figure 36DD-28-38, bade bade boobs jo uski cotton saree ke blouse mein kas ke bandhe rehte, aur gol gaand jo chalte waqt matakti thi. Woh traditional sarees pehenti thi, low waist mein bandhti, pet dikh jaata tha, aur pallu aksar loose rehta.
Pehle din jab woh aayi interview ke liye, mummy ne hire kar liya cleaning aur kitchen help ke liye. Main drawing room mein baitha tha, usne mujhe pranam kiya, "Sahib, namaste." Uske jhukte waqt pallu sark gaya, deep cleavage dikh gaya – bra mein boobs dab rahe the. Mera dil dhadka, lekin maine control kiya. Us din se uska routine shuru – subah 6 baje aati, pocha lagati, dusting karti, kitchen mein help, aur shaam ko jaati. Mansion bada tha, toh woh aksar akeli rehti different wings mein. Main ghar pe work from home karta tha lockdown ke time, toh din bhar usko notice karta. Subah jab woh pocha lagati, saree upar uthi rehti, uski gol taange aur pet dikh ta tha. Woh jhuk kar dusting karti, pallu gir jaata, boobs ka shape saaf. Main apne room se balcony se dekhta, mera lund pant mein khada ho jaata.
Ek din subah swimming pool side cleaning kar rahi thi, barish ke baad geela floor. Woh geeli ho gayi thi paani se, saree body pe chipak gayi, nipples poke kar rahe the blouse se. Main pool side baitha coffee pi raha tha. "Kaushalya, chai piyegi?" maine poocha. Woh sharma gayi, "Nahi sahib, kaam kar rahi hoon." Lekin maine insist kiya, uske paas baith gaya. Baatein shuru hui – uske gaon ki, uske beta ki, husband ke accident ki. Woh emotional ho gayi, aankhon mein aansu. Maine console kiya, haath uski peeth pe rakha. Woh ruk gayi, lekin nahi hati. Us din se closeness badhi – main usse baatein karta, help karta kaam mein, aur woh muskura kar baat karti.
Teasing buildup dheere dheere badha. Ek dopahar mummy-daddy bahar gaye the function mein, ghar mein sirf hum dono aur cook (jo kitchen mein busy). Kaushalya mere room ki cleaning kar rahi thi. Main bed pe baitha laptop pe kaam kar raha tha. Woh dusting karte waqt pallu gir gaya, blouse ke hooks strain kar rahe the. Maine dekha, woh notice ki lekin adjust nahi kiya. "Sahib, aap itne handsome ho, shaadi nahi ki abhi?" usne mazak mein poocha. Main hasa, "Abhi nahi, sahi ladki nahi mili." Woh paas aayi, bed ke paas jhuk kar cleaning, cleavage saaf dikh raha tha. Mera lund tight ho gaya. Maine uska haath pakda, "Kaushalya, tu bahut sundar hai." Woh laal ho gayi, lekin haath nahi hataya. Us din humne pehli baar touch kiya – maine uski kamar pe haath phera, woh moan si ki.
Agla din aur intense – shaam ko heavy barish shuru hui, bijli chali gayi. Sab so rahe the, lekin Kaushalya staff quarters ja nahi paayi barish se. Mummy ne kaha woh guest room mein so jaaye. Lekin woh mere study room mein candle jala kar kaam khatam kar rahi thi. Main andar gaya, "Kaushalya, ruk ja, barish mein mat ja." Hum baith gaye baatein karne. Candle light mein uski chamdi chamak rahi thi, paseena beh raha tha garmi se. Maine uske chehre pe haath rakha, woh saans tez. "Sahib... yeh galat hai," woh boli lekin nazar neeche nahi ki. Maine usse kiss kiya – pehle soft, phir deep, tongue mili. Usne respond kiya eagerly, haath mere shirt mein.
Maine uska pallu neeche kiya, blouse ke hooks dheere dheere khole – pehla hook, doosra, teesra, chautha. Blouse khul gaya, red bra mein uske massive boobs bahar aane lage. Maine bra utari, boobs free hue – heavy, round, dark brown nipples erect. Maine haath se dabaya, weight feel kiya, soft jaise cotton. "Ahh sahib... dheere," woh moan ki. Maine jhuk kar nipple choosa – salty taste sweat ka, tongue swirl kiya, bite lightly. Woh tadap rahi thi, "Haan sahib... chooso zor se... kitne din se akeli hoon main." Usne mera shirt utara, chest pe kiss kiya, neeche haath daal kar lund pakda pant ke upar.
Maine uski saree poori utari – petticoat ka nada khola, neeche gir gaya. Panty black thi, geeli arousal se. Maine panty utari, uski choot dikh gayi – hairy, thick lips, wet aur musky scent. Maine finger daali, tight aur garam. "Ahh sahib... andar daal... finger se chod mujhe." Maine do fingers se fast andar bahar, clit rub kiya. Woh hips hilane lagi, moans louder – "Haan... achha lag raha... sahib kitne expert ho!"
Maine kapde utare – mera 7.5 inch lund khada, thick veiny, pre-cum tapak raha. Kaushalya ne pakda, "Kitna mota bada hai sahib... mera husband se bhi bada." Woh neeche baith gayi, muh mein liya, suck kiya zor se – garam muh, tongue head pe ghumayi, deep throat attempt, saliva dripping. "Mmm... tasty hai sahib ka lund."
Phir maine usse bed pe litaya, taange failayi. Lund choot pe ragda teasing. "Daal do sahib... maid ki choot mein apna lund... chod do mujhe!" Maine dheere push kiya, andar gaya – tight grip, warm wet. Thrust shuru slow, phir fast building rhythm. Uske boobs bounce rahe the har dhakke se, main dabata raha. "Ahhh... haan sahib... zor se pel... master ban ke chod apni maid ko!" Mansion ke empty room mein awaazein gunj rahi thi – flesh slap, bed creak, uski moans "Chodo... ahh... aur zor se!"
Position change – doggy style, uski gaand upar, main peeche se pel raha. Gaand perfect gol, main thappad maara lightly, red mark. "Haan sahib... gaand pe maaro... pel do zor se!" Phir cowgirl – woh upar baith gayi, hips ghuma rahi fast, boobs mere muh mein. Maine neeche se thrust upar. Woh jhad gayi pehli baar – body shake, choot clench, juices bahar, "Main aa rahi hoon sahib... ahhhh!"
Doosra round – missionary again, deep penetration. Usne legs mere shoulder pe rakhi, aur gehra gaya. Sweat se hum dono geele, scents mixed – her musk, my sweat, room bhar gaya. Maine uske nipples bite kiya, woh scream pleasure mein. Teesri baar woh jhadi, main continue. Finally creampie – andar garam cum bhar diya, bahar tapak raha uski choot se.
Hum dono haanf rahe the, entangled candle light mein. "Sahib, yeh roz hoga na?" usne poocha shyly. Us raat ke baad mansion mein har chance pe – subah pool side, dopahar store room, raat study – multiple rounds, different positions, oral, even light roleplay master-maid. Kaushalya ki loneliness khatam, mera lust satisfy. Yeh secret raha, lekin mansion ki woh raatein meri life ka hottest chapter ban gayi.
Pehle din jab woh aayi interview ke liye, mummy ne hire kar liya cleaning aur kitchen help ke liye. Main drawing room mein baitha tha, usne mujhe pranam kiya, "Sahib, namaste." Uske jhukte waqt pallu sark gaya, deep cleavage dikh gaya – bra mein boobs dab rahe the. Mera dil dhadka, lekin maine control kiya. Us din se uska routine shuru – subah 6 baje aati, pocha lagati, dusting karti, kitchen mein help, aur shaam ko jaati. Mansion bada tha, toh woh aksar akeli rehti different wings mein. Main ghar pe work from home karta tha lockdown ke time, toh din bhar usko notice karta. Subah jab woh pocha lagati, saree upar uthi rehti, uski gol taange aur pet dikh ta tha. Woh jhuk kar dusting karti, pallu gir jaata, boobs ka shape saaf. Main apne room se balcony se dekhta, mera lund pant mein khada ho jaata.
Ek din subah swimming pool side cleaning kar rahi thi, barish ke baad geela floor. Woh geeli ho gayi thi paani se, saree body pe chipak gayi, nipples poke kar rahe the blouse se. Main pool side baitha coffee pi raha tha. "Kaushalya, chai piyegi?" maine poocha. Woh sharma gayi, "Nahi sahib, kaam kar rahi hoon." Lekin maine insist kiya, uske paas baith gaya. Baatein shuru hui – uske gaon ki, uske beta ki, husband ke accident ki. Woh emotional ho gayi, aankhon mein aansu. Maine console kiya, haath uski peeth pe rakha. Woh ruk gayi, lekin nahi hati. Us din se closeness badhi – main usse baatein karta, help karta kaam mein, aur woh muskura kar baat karti.
Teasing buildup dheere dheere badha. Ek dopahar mummy-daddy bahar gaye the function mein, ghar mein sirf hum dono aur cook (jo kitchen mein busy). Kaushalya mere room ki cleaning kar rahi thi. Main bed pe baitha laptop pe kaam kar raha tha. Woh dusting karte waqt pallu gir gaya, blouse ke hooks strain kar rahe the. Maine dekha, woh notice ki lekin adjust nahi kiya. "Sahib, aap itne handsome ho, shaadi nahi ki abhi?" usne mazak mein poocha. Main hasa, "Abhi nahi, sahi ladki nahi mili." Woh paas aayi, bed ke paas jhuk kar cleaning, cleavage saaf dikh raha tha. Mera lund tight ho gaya. Maine uska haath pakda, "Kaushalya, tu bahut sundar hai." Woh laal ho gayi, lekin haath nahi hataya. Us din humne pehli baar touch kiya – maine uski kamar pe haath phera, woh moan si ki.
Agla din aur intense – shaam ko heavy barish shuru hui, bijli chali gayi. Sab so rahe the, lekin Kaushalya staff quarters ja nahi paayi barish se. Mummy ne kaha woh guest room mein so jaaye. Lekin woh mere study room mein candle jala kar kaam khatam kar rahi thi. Main andar gaya, "Kaushalya, ruk ja, barish mein mat ja." Hum baith gaye baatein karne. Candle light mein uski chamdi chamak rahi thi, paseena beh raha tha garmi se. Maine uske chehre pe haath rakha, woh saans tez. "Sahib... yeh galat hai," woh boli lekin nazar neeche nahi ki. Maine usse kiss kiya – pehle soft, phir deep, tongue mili. Usne respond kiya eagerly, haath mere shirt mein.
Maine uska pallu neeche kiya, blouse ke hooks dheere dheere khole – pehla hook, doosra, teesra, chautha. Blouse khul gaya, red bra mein uske massive boobs bahar aane lage. Maine bra utari, boobs free hue – heavy, round, dark brown nipples erect. Maine haath se dabaya, weight feel kiya, soft jaise cotton. "Ahh sahib... dheere," woh moan ki. Maine jhuk kar nipple choosa – salty taste sweat ka, tongue swirl kiya, bite lightly. Woh tadap rahi thi, "Haan sahib... chooso zor se... kitne din se akeli hoon main." Usne mera shirt utara, chest pe kiss kiya, neeche haath daal kar lund pakda pant ke upar.
Maine uski saree poori utari – petticoat ka nada khola, neeche gir gaya. Panty black thi, geeli arousal se. Maine panty utari, uski choot dikh gayi – hairy, thick lips, wet aur musky scent. Maine finger daali, tight aur garam. "Ahh sahib... andar daal... finger se chod mujhe." Maine do fingers se fast andar bahar, clit rub kiya. Woh hips hilane lagi, moans louder – "Haan... achha lag raha... sahib kitne expert ho!"
Maine kapde utare – mera 7.5 inch lund khada, thick veiny, pre-cum tapak raha. Kaushalya ne pakda, "Kitna mota bada hai sahib... mera husband se bhi bada." Woh neeche baith gayi, muh mein liya, suck kiya zor se – garam muh, tongue head pe ghumayi, deep throat attempt, saliva dripping. "Mmm... tasty hai sahib ka lund."
Phir maine usse bed pe litaya, taange failayi. Lund choot pe ragda teasing. "Daal do sahib... maid ki choot mein apna lund... chod do mujhe!" Maine dheere push kiya, andar gaya – tight grip, warm wet. Thrust shuru slow, phir fast building rhythm. Uske boobs bounce rahe the har dhakke se, main dabata raha. "Ahhh... haan sahib... zor se pel... master ban ke chod apni maid ko!" Mansion ke empty room mein awaazein gunj rahi thi – flesh slap, bed creak, uski moans "Chodo... ahh... aur zor se!"
Position change – doggy style, uski gaand upar, main peeche se pel raha. Gaand perfect gol, main thappad maara lightly, red mark. "Haan sahib... gaand pe maaro... pel do zor se!" Phir cowgirl – woh upar baith gayi, hips ghuma rahi fast, boobs mere muh mein. Maine neeche se thrust upar. Woh jhad gayi pehli baar – body shake, choot clench, juices bahar, "Main aa rahi hoon sahib... ahhhh!"
Doosra round – missionary again, deep penetration. Usne legs mere shoulder pe rakhi, aur gehra gaya. Sweat se hum dono geele, scents mixed – her musk, my sweat, room bhar gaya. Maine uske nipples bite kiya, woh scream pleasure mein. Teesri baar woh jhadi, main continue. Finally creampie – andar garam cum bhar diya, bahar tapak raha uski choot se.
Hum dono haanf rahe the, entangled candle light mein. "Sahib, yeh roz hoga na?" usne poocha shyly. Us raat ke baad mansion mein har chance pe – subah pool side, dopahar store room, raat study – multiple rounds, different positions, oral, even light roleplay master-maid. Kaushalya ki loneliness khatam, mera lust satisfy. Yeh secret raha, lekin mansion ki woh raatein meri life ka hottest chapter ban gayi.