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Maid Stroke-1

I am an Indian male,35,tanned and well endowed!I do have a kind heart which makes me considerate and empathetic to the problems and difficulties of those who are poor or economically deprived.I usually take it as an obligation to find out the well being of those who work around me and especially, Maid servants, who need to be happy and cheerful when they are doing a job.

That said, I got into asking routine questions of our newly appointed maid – Susheela ( Sush) about herself, her family and the kind of jobs she was doing other than the one at our house. She usually took about two hours at our place for sweeping, mopping and cleaning vessels, clothes etc.

One such day she was talking, she was also sweeping with a typical (Indian) broom, half standing and bending forward. Maids in the North India (Delhi!)usually wear a Salwaar with a Kameez on top. Usually, after entering the house maids drop off their Dupatta and leave it at the entrance along with their chappals. So Sush did the same thing always. She would pick up the broom and start from my room. As always, when she was bent forward, it was natural for her to expose her vital assets to any one who standing in front of her.

She had told me once in the past that she used to be vary embarrassed to work in our neighbour’s house because the man there usually makes it a point to come in front of her, under some pretext or the other, and keep staring at her.She used to be very conscious and after trying to cover herself with her dupatta, she sent a message to him that she did not like him staring at her front.

When she told me all this, I was careful not to make the same mistake and took precaution never to go in front of her. I used to peep at her through the window when she worked in the front verandah and took a good look at that she used to carelessly expose. Invariably, that gave was enough provocation for my cock to stand up and salute her.Unfortunately, Sush did not know that she was the one whom my cock was saluting! friends you are reading this story on

So, this morning when she was in my room, I was getting ready for my bath, in the attached bathroom. She always knew to come into my room and close the door behind her. She was always very confident of herself and was never scared or conscious of coming into my room and working behind closed doors.

I was in a towel and was getting ready to apply oil on my dry skin. I had applied some oil on my hands and on my chest. I was trying hard to reach behind and apply where ever I could reach. Unfortunately, there is a limitation to how much one can stretch one’s hands.When I was trying all my best to bend backwards, she saw me and our eyes met. As soon as she saw me in a towel, she took her eyes off me and did not want to see my body which was naked upwards. She came with her broom up till the bath room entrance and was going about her job as if nothing happened.

Just then, by mistake, I toppled the oil bottle which was kept next to my feet and quite a bit of oil spilt on the bath room floor. She laughed and looked at me and I also laughed with her. I looked at her as if asking if she could clean up the mess….and she also responded as if she knew what I was thinking. She immediately got up and went out to fetch a piece of cloth. She came back with the mop and went inside past me to get it wet.

In doing so, she almost brushed past me and by sheer mistake touched me below my waist. The towel was loosely tied to my waist and lo behold…what happened was the most unexpected. I was standing naked in front of her with my cock in full salute and it was so close that she could no way ignore it. She looked at its imposing size and shape. Usually, when my cock gets erect, I always pull the skin back and let the pink head slip out in all its glory. I had done the same thing a little earlier when Sush had started cleaning my room and little did I expect that my act would be caught in such a manner by the person who is causing all that.Immediately, I caught my self from feeling ashamed and in fact wanted to convert this into an opportunity. I did not however know what the opportunity could be! I knew it had to be with some kind of relief for my cock which has always stood up in its appreciation of Sush’s tight and well shaped boobs, the curvaceous teats that would show her brown nipples ever so faintly. I was always excited about the imagination of nudity and exposure more than any woman who would take off her clothes and stand nude. I have other men also tell me that “suggestive exposure” is more tantalizing than actual exposure” One needs to experience to know it! friends you are reading this story on

Here I was standing nude with my Sush sitting on the floor getting ready to mop the oil spill! What a slick situation to be in! Immediately, I found my voice to tell Sush, ” Why don’t you apply the oil on my body. if you don’t mind? Why waste all this oil”? Sush looked at me with a smile and said” Fine, I have no problem. I have done oil massage for many people in the past. it is just that I have never done for a man, especially some one naked as you!”

I told Sush, : Tell me if my standing nude is distracting you or if you don’t like it. I am fine, I can go and wear an underwear or a towel”. Fortunately, Sush remarked” No, saheb, I have no problem. it is fine as long as you don’t tell any one else. I don’t want people to think that I am doing such things and the last thing I want is my husband to hear about it”.

I responded by assuring her that I would not tell any one. In fact, I would be happy to pay her some money if she did massage me regularly. To which she said she always was open to earn more money and she knew that it was fine to do this for a living. She said that and started taking the oil in her hand and began applying it on the leg. She was sitting on the floor and moving her hands in an up to down motion. While doing so , she would come level with my cock and some times even look at it. My cock was getting erect with every stroke of Sush’s and was acknowledging the fact that it was excited and very pleased. There was an expectation that my cock was jumping with – every cock lives for the moment when a woman would pay attention to it! friends you are reading this story on
sexy-marathi-bhabhi-sex-picsI was slowly holding the skin down, when ever Sush would move to my back side. I would move my legs apart and at the same time pay all attention to my cock and do all I could for Sush to notice the size, thickness and every detail of the veins which were flush with all the blood tat was rushing to gorge it to all its manly glory! I had known that any woman is as keen to get a glimpse of a male cock – it is just that they like to keep their desire under cover and not express their excitement out in the open! The attention being showered on each pore on my body was not lost on my throbbing member. He was enjoying the visual attention besides the anticipation of getting all the personal attention that nature makes him crave for! You know who I am talking about – yes, my junior. Sush was getting close to completing the rest of the body and was waiting for the ultimate nod that would approve her next move!

To give you a quick background of Sush, she is a nice well endowed young lady who knows the ways of the world. She has experience of handling men and did not make much secret of it. Though it was not eay to get her attention since she was conscious of her good looks and her well formed assets, it would have been naive to believe that she was an innocent and straight woman.

I knew she liked getting the attention of men. She would give an “all knowing” look when some one approached her. She would even consent if the right man asked her out for a quick fling. But she was a terror. The wrong man would get the rude response and then hell would break loose.

It is not difficult to imagine how apprehensive I was when I asked her to go about the massage with me in nature’s unform, as if nothing had happened. She too had been brave in taking things in the stride and did not make a fuss.

She did not expect me to give her a better invitation. She did what I had expected her to! She pushed her kameez in such a way that would help her squat in front of me. She had a big clevage which would be visible in all its curvy glory. Her white nylon bra would barely contain her big boobs and that is all that was needed to send blood rushing through my veins.

She did her exposure as if to see the reaction and she was not disappointed. She saw it right in front of her. I also enjoyed the process of letting a woman sit at such close quarters and watch the whole act of “rising to attention”.

And soon, I gave my cock just the right amount of prompt to let him know that it was just OKay for him to get aroused and that it would not warrant an apology! Sush looked at my aroused state and looked up into my eyes as if to let me know that she has registered my state of urgency.

I too looked back at her as if to ask her what she could do about it. I was in no way going to let this opportunity slip by and nor did I assume that Sush was making any pretenses.

Soon the sign language was over and instincts took control. And she meant business. She took a hanful of oil and applied it on both palms.

She then took my cock in both palms and cajoled it along the entire length. True to any woman’s desire, she too was quick to let the foreskin slip down and let the pink glory shine in all its glory.

I moaned half in pain and the other half in anticipated delight. I was almost asking her if she could sense the pent up urgency, She too was hinting to me as if she knew what she needed to do. Nature has its own way of helping communication between a man and a woman. She kept applying oil as if she was massaging the erect limb like any other part of the body.

And my mind was unwilling to check with her if she knew what would happen next! If you are reading the story and you have not been stroking your erection to its climax, I will be surprised!! Not more than twenty strokes and I could sense the “build up” and so I could see the keen curiosity in her eyes.

It was as if she knew the message being conveyed by the vens through which the spurt was expected; She looked at the eye of my cock ever so keenly and I was looking at her eyes and the twitching of her lips as though she was on the verge of a major accomplishment!

And it was indeed a rewarding one – the first edge of the spurt esacped and fell on the corner of her lip and lo, behold, she involuntarily licked it with her tongue. The next spurt was on her hand and asome on her face. She took it all as though she had bargained for that. I did not protest either. She knew how to coerce my cock to empty all the cum and so she knew how to create the piston like action so that the relief was complete.

She left my cock to bear its own weight. She loked at the puddle all over herself and smiled at me. It was if she was expecting a favour in turn. Her eyes asked for it and I was not hesitant to give it to her! Also read Next story …..

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