Bobita my teenage maid

Hi! I am Saheb, now 39, married and having a good sex life with my wife, and I have a son too. But I have always fantasized about extramarital sex and I have always had my maidservants. Presently we have a maid named Bobita, 19 years of age, dark in complexion, and I have always fantasized about sex with her. The only bad thing about her is she hardly has any breasts, almost little guava-sized ones. My wife had gone to her mother's place with my son, so I was left alone in my house. As luck would have it, Bobita's parents also had to leave for their native village for some family matters, and Bobita was left alone in her slum. I realized it was now or never, I had to get this virgin with me on my bed. I kept waiting for the right moment to strike. Then came evening and it was raining outside. Bobita had come to wash the dishes. By that time I had already fuelled myself with some whiskey and soda and was high. She was wearing a nighty only, and I was blessing my luck, I would not have to take off too many clothes from her body.

When she was about to leave I asked her what she had made for dinner. She said "Roti sabji". I asked her what she was going to have for dinner herself and she said she would have to go home and prepare her own dinner. I asked her to stay back with me for the night and we could share dinner together as there was nobody in the house, and nobody in her house too. She stared at me. She was a bit hesitant. Maybe she realized what I was up to. As I was already high, I made the first move. I got up and got hold of her hand and pulled her towards me. She repelled and tried to get off my grip. But I was in no mood to let her go. I pulled her again towards me and grabbed her. I embraced her and tried to kiss her. She again tried to stop me. But I was hungry and wild like a tiger on its prey. Poor Bobita, she was struggling to get away, but to no avail. The more she struggled the more ferocious I got. She said, "Please don't do this, please let me go." "Oh come on Bobby, my sweetheart, my darling, no one will come to know what we are doing here...we have the opportunity of a lifetime let's enjoy.."

"Please, this is not right...I will tell everybody."

"Oh really, will you? And then who will marry you...u bitch? Who will marry a raandi like u knowing that u have in bed with some other man?"

I pressed her against the wall and kept embracing her whole body. I kept kissing her cheeks, her neck, and her chest, everywhere. She realized I was not going to let her go and her resistances were becoming weaker and weaker by the second. Truly she was giving in. I kept my lips on her lips and started kissing her. The smell of whiskey was apparent and maybe it was knocking her out as much as it had knocked me out. I kept licking her lips and placed both my hands on her little boobs and started pressing her. She sighed, "Ah...oh!" I kept pressing and pinching and squeezing her breasts and now she was breathing heavily. I kissed and sucked her lips and her lips were getting hot and wet. I had only my shorts on, and the bulge of my dick from inside was obvious. She was hot now too. "Oh please...please leave me.."

"Really Bobby... you want to go... will be able to bear the loneliness tonight?"

I kissed her again, and now there was no resistance from her. She put her arms around my neck and looked at me.

"No one will come to know anything about what is happening tonight let's enjoy darling."

I again kissed her lips. "Kiss me baby." Believe me, she kissed me on my lips. I started kissing her all over, her lips, her cheeks, squeezing her tiny boobs all the time, and she kept squirming in my arms, writhing in pleasure and getting hotter and hotter. I asked her to join me with a drink and forced some whiskey with soda down her throat. I asked her to prepare a drink for me, and she did. We drank from the same glass for quite some time, all the time playing with each other's body. I kept fondling her breasts and she kept rubbing her palms on my chest. Looking at her eyes I knew she was drunk and ready for the real act. I removed her nighty and she had a red panty only underneath, obviously no bra. The dark body of hers was shining in the dim light of the room, and her little guavas had two small nipples ready for me to suck. I laid her on my bed and came on top of her. She was in her red panty, and I was still in only my shorts. My prick was pricking inside her thighs. I kept kissing her all over. First the forehead, her eyes, ears, cheeks, lips, throat, neck. Then I came down on her chest. I sucked on her nipples and she went crazy. She started moaning "oooh...ahh" I kept biting on her small breast, squeezing one with one hand and feeding on the other. I sucked and sucked and she closed her eyes and kept moaning "oooooh ah ouch oh please."

"Oh cum on bobby... I love you."

Her moans were getting me hotter, but I wanted to tease this bitch a lesson. I bit hard on her nipples, her breasts, and she did not mind. She pulled my head and pressed it hard against her breasts. Now she wanted to go to the other one and suck it, bite it. I did exactly that, started squeezing the other and sucked the one I was squeezing so far. She was on fire. Slowly I moved down and went straight on to her panty. It was real wet by this time. I kissed over the panty itself and smelt the foul smell it had. But even the foul smell was adding fuel to the already ignited fire that I was feeling the heat of. I kept kissing all over her panty, teasing her, squeezing and pressing her on her vagina with my hands. She went wild, she started tossing and turning.

"Oh shit... please..."

"Oh come on baby...I love u."

"Oh yes... please..."

"What do you want? Tell me Bobby...and I will do it for u", I teased.

"Oh come on… you… you… please..."

I knew even she wanted it now and so did I. I pulled her panty down in one go and her black bush of hair was exposed. What a sight! I pressed and ran my fingers through her bush of love and she sighed "oh… uuuhh" I came down on her cunt and kissed it. It was real wet. She moaned and hissed. "Oh shit... oh... aahh… please." I was on fire. I went deeper and deeper into her cunt, kissing and licking my way through. I was sucking on her juices and she was moaning wildly..."Oh please...I can't bear it any more please." I licked on her love hole and she got hold of my head and pressed it hard against her cunt. Now this is called a virgin fucker. She wanted me inside her, I knew. I kept licking her hole with my tongue and kept squeezing her breasts. She was tossing and turning left and right on the bed and making all sorts of noises that was driving me all the more crazy. I tried to put a finger into the love hole, but it was real tight. I was right...this bitch was a true virgin. I was going to have a virgin for myself tonight. I didn't want to break her virginity with my finger, after all, what was my dick for?

I went up all the way to her face, licking and kissing her belly, her breasts again, and then her face all over. She was nude, lying in my bed waiting to be torn apart. I took my shorts off and brought my prick out. She looked ghastly at it, at its massive size. It was standing erect, long and fat, hot and hard. "What do u call this, Bobby?" She closed her eyes in shame. I got hold of her hair and pulled her down to my dick. "What do u call this... u bitch?"

"Lauda", she said faintly.

I laughed. "Well said, I call it baada."

She smiled. "Take it in your mouth and suck it you raandi."

She hesitated. I slapped her hard on her face. She knew she had no choice. She got hold of it with her hand and kissed it on the head. An electric current ran through my body. I pushed it into her mouth, and now she was willing to take it in. She sucked on my dick, and I kept pressing her head against my dick. I started fucking her in her mouth. She kept licking and kissing my dick, all the way masturbating it as she sucked. Exactly the way I wanted. I asked her to lick my balls, and she followed my command. She was now my sex slave. I had to have her fucked up tonight. I took my dick out of her mouth and laid her on her back. Now I was ready to penetrate her. I rode atop her and placed my dick on her cunt. I kissed her. I knew I was going to fuck a virgin. She was going to feel the pain first. But I didn't care. I pushed it in. It was real tight. My dick would not go in. She said, "Please stop...don't do this... it is already hurting... your's is massive." She closed her eyes.

"Massive that's what u said?", I was on fire.

I got desperate and pushed it in hard. It ravaged her and went in.

"Oh shit... pleeeeeease" she shouted.

I kept pumping her, in and out, and she kept tossing this way and that on the bed. The fucking was getting smoother now with her wet cunt now getting used to the fuck. Now she was in fact matching stroke by stroke putting her pelvis up to match my down stroke.

"Bastard this is what u had in your mind... saala kutta..raandi ka baacha you bastard."

Hearing her abuses got me even hotter...and I banged in mercilessly. "Shut up u bitch saali kutti raandi chul saali raandi maa ki raandi beti."

"Shut up u bastard u motherfucker..."

"U shut up, u bitch saali kutti aaj bohut maaza a raha hoga."

"Oh yes fuck me u bastard fuck me get me ready for my marriage."

"Yeah fuck u, you bitch...."

I kept fucking her, and she kept fucking me from beneath. I kept kissing her madly, and she kept kissing me.

"I love you Bobita my Bobby my sweetheart."

"I love you too.... oh god… yes..."

I took her legs upon my shoulder and started fucking her hard. This position gave me a greater thrust to bang her...and now I could feel the head of my prick hitting against the end of her tunnel. I just kept fucking her cunt this way for some time. Then I brought my dick out and told her about the doggy style. As she was ready I went for the rear-entry. I entered her cunt from behind and fucked her. I squeezed her boobs from under her arms and continued the to and fro motion in and out of the cunt from behind. She was really enjoying it. "Oh yes... fuck me fuck me... oh shit."

"Saali Harami take this u bitch."

I was really enjoying fucking her from behind. She was enjoying it too. I kissed all over her black back as I pounded her cunt from the rear. She gave a loud moan and collapsed, she just had an orgasm, the first one in her life perhaps. We were sweating profusely and I felt we needed some rest. So I asked her to try the 69 position. I lied on my back and she came atop me with her cunt on my mouth and she grabbed my dick and started sucking it. I kept licking her cunt from underneath. She had her second orgasm in no time. I drank all her juices. What a taste. She seemed to be exhausted, but I was in no mood to stop things. I pulled her up over me and asked her to fuck me from the top. She placed her cunt on my dick, got hold of my dick, and asked me to push it in. I did. She pressed down on my dick. And in it went. Now it was her turn to fuck me, and fuck me she did. She kept jumping up and down as I played with her tiny guavas (read breasts). She came down on me and started kissing me all over, my face, my cheeks, she was a tigress enjoying her prey. I was enjoying it too from beneath. I kept thrusting my pelvis up to push my dick in into her cunt, and she came down roaring on my dick. "Oh saala, saala kya harami ho tum... you bastard."

"Yes u bitch I am a bastard but I love u."

"I love u too."

We kept fucking each other. I made her sit on my lap and she kept fucking me in a seated position. I kept kneading on her breasts, biting and pressing and squeezing and kissing them as she fucked me on my lap. Suddenly she pushed me and forced me on my back and increased her momentum. She was coming down heavily on me and the impression on her face made it obvious that she was nearing her third orgasm. And soon she indeed had her third orgasm!

"Oh shit… saala harami… you bastard... love you."

I rolled her over on her back. I was not finished yet though she had already had three orgasms. I wanted to fuck her ass next. I put some oil on my dick and some on her asshole. Before she could realize what I was doing, I pushed my dick hard into her asshole. It was tight, but in it went, and I started fucking her asshole like mad. I had done this to my wife, but butt-fucking this 19-year-old maid was another experience. I was in heaven. She kept shouting abuses at me.

"Saala harami… apni maa ki gaand nehi mili kya... you bastard."

"Teri gaand se jyada khubsoorat to nahi hoti."

"Saala... do it to your wife's you bastard."

"Sure but tonight it’s between u and me darling tonight you are my wife and it’s our suhaag raat."

"Suhaag raat ki gaand maroo mein... take it out."

"Just shut up and enjoy u bitch fuck u and your asshole."

"Fuck u bastard..."

"Fuck u and your mother you bitch ek din teri maa ko bhi isi taara chodunga saali raandi."

"Chod saala chod meri maako but first fuck me u bastard fuck my asshole."

"Fuck u fuck your asshole u bitch u raandi saali kutti fuck u I love u and I love your mom too, Bobita." My balls were aching and I knew I would not be able to hold my juices any longer. I brought my dick out and asked her to suck it. She just took it in and started sucking hard. I burst into ejaculation as I shot load after load of cum in her mouth. She drank all of it. We lied down on the bed, exhausted, in each other's arms. We kissed and smiled. She had become my paltu raandi, a bitch that she was, Bobita, my Bobby darling. I told her I sincerely wanted to fuck her mom and she smiled and said, "Why not, sure u will have her some day how can a woman resist a man like you?"

"What if she does not give in?"

"Fuck her! If you can't, just rape her, you bastard."

She kissed me and smiled.

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Sandra assaulted

Sandra was watching TV and was bored. Her friend was out for a stroll, and naturally, there was nothing of interest on TV. For a time she enjoyed trying on clothes, but even that was no fun without someone there to appreciate it if she presented herself in hot, glossy PVC and leather. Now she sat there and waited, wearing only a glossy red PVC corset, bound very tight at the front, not hiding her small bosom, but lifting and highlighting it, with one leg in a long silk stocking, the other bare. The nails of her little feet and the nails of her hands were the same bright red, her lips done darker, in a sinful scarlet. Made up like this she waited for the return of her friend. Oh, what they would do then.... That thought started her fantasy that, in turn, turned her on. And then she started caressing herself while she imagined all those sweet games that they would try later. First she used her right hand to slowly circle between her warm thighs, then she took one of her nipples, by now erect, between two fingers of the other hand and started kneading it.

That brought her so much joy that her hand between her legs moved faster, no longer just circling. Faster and faster her palm drove up and down. Lustfully she closed her eyes; the show on the screen had lost its interest a long time ago... But her attention would have been captured by the shape mirrored in the screen, which had stalked up behind the couch, the soft clack-clacks of its high-heeled boots hidden by her moans. It wore a latex hood on its head, smooth over its face; only the blue eyes were left uncovered, highlighted by a red ring around them, along with the full red lips. A blonde ponytail came out of the top, falling down to the shoulders. It wore a tight fitting blouse, black and laced, vanishing in the leather trousers and seeming do be part of something larger. The breasts shining through and her fully rounded hips told the gender of the person. Even without her high-heeled boots she would be taller than the raven-haired girl who played with herself in front of her in a most private way. The other person sank down to her knees, to take something into her glossy PVC glove, carelessly forgotten here by Sandra. It was the other silk stocking. The other person, lets call her Jana, folded the stocking in the middle, and pulled it taut between both hands. She waited for a moment, a smile coming to her lips.

With a fast movement, she threw the stocking around Sandra's neck, and pulled up, so it was like a noose around the neck of the smaller girl ... Squeezing it. Sandra was so much into herself that neither she nor her body realized at first what was going on. Her hand drove on two more times while the other one clawed into the flesh of her breast because of the shock. Her eyes snapped open and became as big as saucers. Her hands went for the stocking. Gasping, she opened her mouth. Jana held the stocking tight behind Sandra's head, allowing no chance for her scrabbling fingers to gain a handhold. Sandra started kicking with her legs and reached for the attacker's arms, but she could get no grip on the smooth glossy PVC covering both arms. At the beginning of the struggle Sandra had lost precious time and because of that she was about to lose the whole fight. Lack of oxygen robbed her of her strength, her breathing was reduced to rattling coughs, her tongue was forced out of her mouth, and her sweet face went red.

Then she lifted her legs and stretched them apart, exposing what was between them, and then she went limp. Jana held her body upright with the stocking for a moment, then she let her sink down to the couch. After a while, Sandra returned to consciousness. She lay on the bed, and her hands were bound to the bedposts with silken cloths. Jana was standing before her, her legs apart and her hands on her hips, a smile on her face. Sandra's legs where bound to the bedposts too, at the end of the bed, and in this position every part of her body allowed easy access while at the same time supplying a very exciting view. Jana lifted her left hand to show the instrument she held there: A little black leather paddle. She leaned forward and started to work on the inside of Sandra's thighs to insure she was fully awake again. That was necessary to make sure she fully experienced everything to come. Sandra answered with short cries to every slap. That was so delightful to Jana that she started to stroke, with her thumb of the left hand, that place, where the sensual slit starts, while at the same time continuing with light slaps to the soft flesh.

Only short time later moisture started to glitter between Sandra's legs. Putting aside the paddle, Jana pushed one of her smooth gloved fingers into the warm entrance of the girl. Sandra shuddered and made short broken noises. Jana rolled her finger for a time and then she pulled it back, only to push it back repeatedly. Her thumb brought the raven haired one over the threshold in no time. Sandra convulsed full of ecstasy in her bonds, the same convulsions she had made under other circumstances a short time before. With that Jana tried to sweeten Sandra's last moments, because now the game was to start in earnest. She pulled back her hands, licked her finger, and then she picked up two things lying on the bed, hidden before from Sandra because of her bound state. One was another silken cloth, of a blood red color, the other a large clear plastic bag. Smiling, she showed both to the bound girl. Sandra's eyes grew big and she shook her head in fear.

"No, no" she breathed, too shocked to lift her voice. Still smiling Jana went to the head of the bed and nimbly pulled the bag over the head of the smaller girl, although she tried to pull her head away and, after realizing the futility of that, she started to shake her head forcefully. But Jana kept the bag in place and with the other hand she started to wrap the cloth around the girl's slender neck. Sandra's breathing became faster because of her fear. She still got air, but the bag started to cling tight to her face, until the last oxygen was used up and the only thing left to suck in was plastic. Jana stood back and watched her work with a dreamy expression. She got so hot by watching that she started to play with herself. Sandra tried to cry for help, but the noise she made was dampened. Again she began to wind herself in her bounds, but for other, less tender reasons. The plastic over her mouth was lifted and sank back in an imitation of breathing, but no oxygen came in and none of the used air could leave that cage of glass. The plastic was sucked back again in the desperate attempt of the body to find traces of the much needed gas. Sandra threw her head from side to side, trying unsuccessfully to dislodge the plastic or to loosen the cloth. But it had been put into place with too much experience. Her whole body started to prickle, her lungs hurt like hell.

But again that feeling started in the lower regions of her body, which had nothing to do with the struggle of her body against her coming death, and it spread like a flame through her young body. Now her convulsions where both of struggle and lust. Her eyes widened until they looked like glittering plates, her tongue pushed forward in the fruitless attempt to burrow through the plastic, the light of her eyes got darker, in part because the bag started to film over, and in part because of the approach of death as her body began to stop its fight. Sandra lay there rigid, only her breast lifted itself and sank back down. Her body still believed that movement would get what it needed. Sandra started to see stars. The burning sensation in loins had reached its peak, but her fear of death was now overwhelming. Two times she closed her left hand to a fist and then spread the fingers wide. Jana immediately lunged for her and with dexterous fingers she opened the knot of the cloth and pulled it away. Gasping, Sandra sucked in the wished for oxygen, her skin and her slim limbs tingled like they were being pricked by a thousand needles, a feeling which nearly brought her again to a climax. While the girl still sucked in air as if it still were a thing of life and death, Jana opened Sandra's foot bonds and after that she removed the cloth binding the girl's left hand. Sandra now freed her left hand, pulled the hood from the head of her friend, hugged her close and gave her a long and passionate kiss.