Moments of Passion with Married Maid – Part 2

Hi All, thank you so much for the positive responses to my first story. Here I am sharing the much-requested sequel.

That day, after she went home, my parents came home and saw me sleeping like a slumbering child. I woke up in the night with a hard-on and just a smile, thinking about her touch. I could dent steel with the stiffness of my rod.

Alas, the next day came, and the beauty with it. My mom was still mom, but so was our wildness. She rang the bell and I opened the door. She came in with a smile and a slight hesitation about what was next.

I signed to her that Mom is home. She got nervous and went to the kitchen, started working; while passing by, I suddenly grabbed her ass and squeezed it tightly. She got scared but closed her eyes, bit her lip, and said, “Abhi nahi, bad mein. Mummi dekh legi tumhari.” (Not now, later. Your mom will see us.

After that, she went to the kitchen and started doing the dishes. Mom told me that she’ll be leaving in 10 minutes for the office. But it felt like an eternity of waiting. The second she left, I ran into the kitchen and pounced on Malti. I started pressing her boobs and kissing her neck.

She started arching her back while begging me to stop, wait, and let her finish the work. I grabbed her neck and pulled her tightly, looked in her eyes, and slowly brought her lips to mine, opened her mouth, and tasted her lips. Her knees melted and gave way.

Our saliva was going into each other’s bodies. My fingers went below inside her pajama, I felt a dripping wet patch, and she smiled and said I couldn’t wait. Slowly, I inserted a finger inside her pussy while slowly pressing her left boob and feeling her waist. Moist and tight inside, she started squirming.

Another finger, and she started moaning slowly and steadily. Ah ahaa ahaa, that’s all she could do with eyes closed and hands on the counter. Trying to stand with what strength she mustered. Gradually, I increased my pace and suddenly came to her clit and started rubbing the top.

She started loudly screaming, to a sudden jerk, and silence, where she begged not to move a finger. Every inch made her jerk more and more with her panties and my fingers completely wet. She fell on the counter, panting with her eyes closed.

She said, “Harami, kesa ladka hai tu, yeh kya kiya tune mujhe. maine aaj tak kabhi uglio se asa maza nahi liya, aur tune ek baar mein mera pani nikal diya kutte”.
(Bastard, what a man are you, I’ve never used my fingers like this, and you made me cum like this for the first time)

I said to her, “Abhi toh dekh aur kya hota hai.” (See what happens now),

And then, without warning, while she was still recovering her senses, I forcefully removed her pyjamas and her wet panties. I took some of her cum and applied it like lube, aimed and shot it inside her like a bullet.

Ahh, she screamed, I felt pain too, as if my skin was stretched. Still, her pain became my pleasure. She started screaming, “No, don’t, please wait, ahh it hurts, please stop.” But I did not even for a second.

After just 5 minutes, oh, her pants, I felt her jerk again, and what a feeling on my dick, like her hole started choking my dick. She couldn’t move, nor smile, her brain couldn’t understand what her body went through. I removed my dick, still unfinished and hard as ever.

I helped her stand, and then without a moment’s hesitation, she slapped me. She said, “Raandi hoo kya mein teri, itni jhor se choda mujhe.” (Am I whore of yours, that you fucked me so hard?)

And right that moment, I grabbed her by the neck, pushed her to the wall, and tore her blouse open. I slapped her tits with her saying ouch. I lifted her completely in the air and dropped her on my dick again. We both knew the answer.

She wasn’t a whore, she was my fuck hole, made for me. I started fucking her right there on the wall, both of us kissing each other, sweaty and in heat. I grabbed her, sucked on her tits. Her moans and her tongue in my ears while her hands held my back, scratching for balance.

With a final deep thrust, she groaned and hit her so deep that her eyes widened. Just as I was about to start spurting inside her, I grabbed her neck and started French kissing her. Utter submission is what she gave, as I came, streams inside her.

I took her to the sofa, still my dick inside her, with my strength gradually leaving me. We sat for half an hour like that, quietly hugging each other and gently kissing, not once did she remove my dick or say a word. Finally, we got up and just as she moved away.

I could see drops falling from her pussy. I witnessed something that is burned in my memories. She took some of our dripping cum, smelled it, looked at me, and licked it clean off her fingers. The chill that ran through my spine, my god. We washed up, where she cleaned my dick completely.

And here I thought I was done, but here’s the surprise I promised. She called me to the bathroom and grabbed me inside, looked deep into my eyes and said, “Meri gaand nahi marega kya?” (Won’t you fuck my ass?)

Final Part, coming soon, people. Meanwhile, to all the ladies, girls, women, mothers, and all females, no matter age or situation of life, I’m currently in Hyderabad. If you want to feel like how a woman is supposed to be, by drowning in pleasure, reach out to me with my ID below.

Thank you for reading. [email protected] is my email ID.