I had already known that Mr. Jay had the hots for me. I suppose it was from the time he had first seen me in the kitchen.
Now, I've been a maid for over a dozen years and worked at more than a dozen places. I guess it was the profession chosen by our parents. And their parents before them.
My husband, Abhi, as Jay (he insisted I call him by the first name now that we were so familiar with each other!) was indeed a dolt. For him, fucking was only an end to justify the means. And that meant that all he wanted to do was lie on top of me, push my sari up my waist, push my panties down to my knees and push his rod inside.
He fucked like a rabbit: his only intent being that of draining his seed inside me. He hardly ever undressed me completely. At the most, he would shove my blouse and my bra down and maul my tits as he fucked with me savagely.
Jay, and then madam, had thought me the intricacies of sex. I had never known that fucking could be an art that would be so enjoyable. It was true that I had never sucked on a pole (or for that matter on a twat) before these two had introduced me to it.
After that long marathon we had in their den the other day, I had heard them talk about the endless possibilities we could have now that their children were due to spend their two week vacation with madam's parents.
"What would really be mind blowing," madam had said, "would be to actually see what Maya was telling you when the two of you were watching that porn flick."
"What was it that I said?" I had asked. After Jay had climaxed, madam had turned into a surprisingly cool and soft-spoken lady. Before that, she had hardly uttered a sentence to me, which did not address me as ‘slut', ‘bitch' or ‘whore'.
She had leaned forward and kissed him long and hard on his mouth. I could clearly see him trying to lick up his own spunk from her mouth.
She turned to me and smiled. "You had wondered what it would be like to have two cocks at the same time. One in the mouth and I think you said one in your cunt."
I had remained silent for a long time, merely watching the couple kissing each other and fondling their genitals.
"With your permission, I think I can try to fulfill your wish."
They broke away from each other and stared at me after I had uttered the words.
"What did you say?" Jay had asked wonderingly.
Here I was, an ordinary maid (at least my life had been ordinary till now) with just my first experience with a rod other than my husband's drilling my hole, and the first ever time I had eaten another woman's twat, and I was already in high gear.
I guess suppression of secret desires make you turn into something like that. Plus, there were the inventiveness with which Jay had created various scenarios. Including the books and today's video.
"I mean, with a little bit of time, I could let another man I know join me and Mr. Jay." I told the stunned couple.
"No way," madam said, shaking her head. "If word gets around, we did…"
"But that's exactly what I can assure you. Word will not get around."
"Who's the other guy you are talking about, Maya?" asked Jay, resuming with his lazy fondling of his wife's tits.
"My husband," I replied.
"What?" Madam's voice was high-pitched and quivering.
"Let me explain," I told my audience.
And I did.
******
"What the hell do you think you are doing, Maya?" Abhi's voice was loud: almost as if he was startled, which, I guess he was.
"Just lie back. And don't shout or you will wake up the rest."
"Well, hell! I don't believe it!"
"Relax," I muttered, having pushed him on the narrow bed. I knelt down beside his hips and leaning forward, caressed the soft skin of his pole.
His rod was about the same size as Jay's, only slightly thinner.
He had been astonished when he had found me wearing madam's outfit gifted to me by her: the same one that Jay had made me wear when he had fucked me the first time. It was the red tight knee-length skirt and the tight t-shirt.
Abhi's jaws had dropped because he had never seen me in anything other than the sari. The other effect was obvious: the bulge between his legs.
Before he could say anything, I had pulled him inside and closed and locked the door.
"What the hell is this you are wearing?" he had asked, unable to tear his eyes away from the tight sexy dress I was wearing.
I had walked up to him, encircled my arms around his neck and pulled his face close to mine. Fortunately, his mouth was still open when I kissed it; and I could thrust my tongue inside.
Instinctively, he groaned as I fucked his mouth with my tongue, pushing my body close up against his, pressing my stomach against his bulge. He was in his uniform as he had just finished the day-beat.
As I dry humped him, I unbuttoned his coarse khaki shirt rapidly and then slid my hands down to unbutton his trousers with the same alacrity.
His hands had automatically encircled my waist and as his pants fell down on the floor, I had pushed him on the narrow bed.
I moved my mouth down his chest while pulling his underwear down his thighs and soon, I was holding his erect pole in my hands and sliding my fist up and down the smooth skin.
"What's got into you?" he squeaked.
I had decided to break him step by step.
"Just wait and see! I saw Mr. Jay and his wife doing it like this," I replied, bending down and giving his rod head a quick lick.
He shuddered and his pole twitched. "Oh god, woman, what the hell is this?"
"This is called cock and where you put it inside me is the cunt. What you do with it inside me is called fucking," I was enjoying myself. "But what I am about to do is called cock-sucking. But don't you dare spill your seed so soon or you will miss more of the fun."
"God, you have been debauched from watching your employers," he gasped.
For an answer, I took the tip of his pole inside my mouth and sucked gently on it. His hips jerked up; perhaps in excitement or maybe surprise, but he lay there, letting me take the initiative.
"This is wrong," he croaked.
I pulled my mouth away from his hard on. "Who told you that?"
"Nobody. But I don't know if anybody does it like this!"
I lowered my head again and this time, I took his entire rod in my mouth, relaxing my throat muscles to let the tip enter inside.
He groaned and his hands gripped the back of my head reflexively. "Ahhhhh, Maya, what the hell…"
I squeezed the base of his pole the way Jay had thought me to, so that he wouldn't spurt his cum quickly. I let my eyes look up and saw his face contort with desire, his eyes shut tightly as I bobbed my head up and own over his stiff rod.
"Let your hands off, woman, I can't stand this anymore!"
I squeezed harder, sucking him faster and using my tongue to lick the shaft. His hips began to buck up and down on the bed as he fucked my mouth.
I managed to twist around the narrow bed and as I continued to suck his throbbing pole, I hitched the skirt up my thighs.
"Ahhhhh…" I heard him sigh and I knew he was staring at my lacy panties (again, a gift from Jay). Without letting his rod escape my mouth, I pressed my horny twat against his face.
"Ugghhh…w-what the h-hell?" he mumbled.
"I suck your cock," I told him, "and you will lick my cunt."
He couldn't answer because I ground my panty-clad twat right into his face.
"Kiss my cunt, you ape!" I hollered, "Kiss it and lick it!"
He did. I felt his hands encircle my ass and he pulled me towards him. I took his throbbing flagstaff in my mouth right down to the hilt when I felt his hot mouth open on my wet hole.
I pushed my panties down my legs to feel his lips on my naked twat.
"Push your tongue inside! Now!" I gasped.
I knew he was blinded by lust because he quickly thrust his tongue inside my twat lips. I moaned, sucking the entire length of his glorious pole till I could feel the swollen tip push past my tonsils.
I pushed my body up and down, rubbing my twat over his face. In the process, I felt his tongue scraping my clit and this made me hornier.
As we were thus engaged, I pulled my head away to get the t-shirt off my body and this time when I took his rod back inside my mouth, I thrilled with the feel of my naked nipples pressing against his belly.
I felt his legs wrap around my neck; good, I thought, sucking him harder, now he's really into it! I was literally flooding his face with my juices and I was aware that very soon, he would be cumming too.
He was groaning and writhing under me and I was happy to be in control. I pushed his prick back over his belly and licked the under side of it till it was dripping wet with my saliva. Then, I pushed it down between his legs and licked the topside. I cradled his balls and gently squeezed them.
He was grunting now, thrashing around wildly. I knew he wanted to cum but I kept my fingers tightened around the base of his swollen pole.
"Mmmmm, Hmmmm…" he groaned.
I rotated my twat over his face and he slid his tongue deep inside it. I began to hump; as if his tongue were his pole.
I came again; I had forgotten how many times I had climaxed. I wanted to orgasm again and again.
It was what Jay and ma'am had made me: a fucking pervert. And I enjoyed every second of it!
Finally, I decided that I had tortured my husband enough and twisting my body again over the bed, I slipped down till I was kneeling on the floor. I bent down and took his rod in my mouth, guiding his hands to my tits.
He mauled them instinctively, kneading the swollen flesh and pinching the erect nipples. He was making hoarse and unidentifiable noises deep inside his throat.
I let my tongue bathe his shaft as I sucked it deeper inside my mouth, beginning to bob my head back and forth, faster and faster.
"Oh yes, aahhhh yes, yes, I want to put my cock inside your cunt!" he cried out.
I smiled to myself increasing the suction of my mouth on his rod, still keeping the base squeezed between my fingers, preventing him from cumming.
I drew back, letting the thread of my saliva dangle between my mouth and his rod. I looked up at him and he was staring at his pole in awe.
"What do you want to do?" I cooed, blowing hot breath on his rampaging rod.
