I am Jitu (not real name ) single and 23 years of age. I was born at Mumbai and I am Fair , Height 5.6 and a Smart Personality e. I have always been fascinated at the sight of beautiful Indian women’s in sarees showing there beautiful boobs, soft long waist and deep holed navels as shown in Hindi films. I would just love to feel them and kiss them for hours and hours. This particular fantasy is about a beautiful maid I always wanted in my house. Hope you will like and appreciate it . I am virgin and not fucked any girls as of now.
So what I can have is just a fantasy and nothing else . I have lots of fantasy . I wish I had any partner to share my fantasy’s . This is one of them with My Maid I imagine to be a growing boy about 15 to 16 years entering my youth and slowly getting attracted towards beautiful women’s and there physical assets. One fine morning I wake up to some noise in the verandah. I see that my mother is talking to a beautiful village lady about 30 years of age, who was going to be our maidservant.
She is wearing a Ghagra and a tight fitting choli. A small dupatta is lying on her shoulders which is not enough to cover her beautiful curves. She is very beautiful and fair. She has excellent facial features and her body is very tight and voluptuous. I could see her long creamy obese waist which was shaking, as she was speaking to my mother. Her bulgy navel was round, big and deep holed. Her choli was clinging very hard to her breasts. The neckline was round and low-cut. Her very deep reddish cleavage was very much visible even in the open. She was not aware that they were a good feast to the eyes who looked at them. Her breasts were round and big and attempting to come out of there half held prison.
She is really a gorgeous busty lady with all the curves in the right places. This gives me a shiver in my body and I could feel my erection getting harder. I feel really lucky at that time that she was going to be our maid servant. From that day I always begin to look for a chance to have a glimpse of her. As time passes by I enjoy her presence and begin to make friendship with her. She is unaware of the fact about my intentions that I was always watching her. After few days she becomes a little friendly with me. She was careless about her pallu and would not care to put it right, to cover her cleavage, giving a good sight to my eyes while she is talking to me. One fine Sunday morning all my family members had to go to the city for some shopping. But I did not go with them as I was not feeling well and stayed back. My mother prepared some food for me and asked me to take good care of the house, which I happily agreed. For sometime I read some books and then did some household work. The time was 10.30 in the morning and still I had not taken a bath.
So I decided to take a bath first. I undressed myself totally and was wearing only a towel. As I was entering the bathroom the door bell rings. To my great surprise I see that the maid is standing in front of me. She had come a little early that day to work as there was nobody in the house. It was also a embarrassing situation for me as I was standing only in a towel. The sight of her belly and cleavage begin to speak inside my towel. I control myself and let her enter the house. She enters the house staring at me, and my naked body. I watch her swaying hips up and down as she goes into the kitchen. My erection was now at its peak. I close the door and begin to walk, but it was getting difficult for me to walk.
I had taken a few steps only and I see that she is returning from the kitchen. The catwalk of hers and the bulging belly, shaking breasts send electric shocks inside me. She comes near me and wanted to ask me something but her mouth is just left open. I could not understand at first, but then I look at her eyes and see that, she is staring at my towel. I still could not understand and I also look at my towel. I was shocked to see that my erection had slipped from its place and was peeping out from the middle, open part of the towel. I could not understand what to do and what not to do. As she was a little friendly to me she laughed and did not mind it. Moreover she was a mature and an experienced lady. She told me that it was not his fault but the fault of my age and it was just natural. This gives me a little encouragement. Meanwhile I had covered my erection again with the towel.
I think that this is the only chance and I see that she is also talking freely and explaining me about adolescence, I gather courage inside me and tell her that, I have never seen such beautiful breasts and soft white belly as she has got, except in films. This complement of mine makes her blush and smile. I politely and innocently ask her if she can show me her beautiful breasts and soft white belly and just allow me to touch them. She hesitates a little. I tell her that I just want to see them and feel them as I have never seen or felt the touch of a woman ever in my life. I tell her that she need not remove her blouse completely, but just open the buttons and she can keep wearing the saree below her navel parts.
She is convinced about my intentions, and keeps a condition that she in return would also like to feel my body and would like to feel the touch of my erection. I happily accept the same. After some thought, she asks me to seat on the bed. She is standing next to me. She removes the pallu from her shoulders and puts it on the bed. Then she begins to unhook her blouse buttons. As she is unhooking the buttons one by one my patience is getting out of control. She is not wearing a bra and her white shining breasts parts are beginning to be visible slowly. Within seconds I could see her full bodied two breasts hanging in front of my eyes. They were of good shape, bulky, very fair, soft white and slippery.
(TBC).........
So what I can have is just a fantasy and nothing else . I have lots of fantasy . I wish I had any partner to share my fantasy’s . This is one of them with My Maid I imagine to be a growing boy about 15 to 16 years entering my youth and slowly getting attracted towards beautiful women’s and there physical assets. One fine morning I wake up to some noise in the verandah. I see that my mother is talking to a beautiful village lady about 30 years of age, who was going to be our maidservant.
She is wearing a Ghagra and a tight fitting choli. A small dupatta is lying on her shoulders which is not enough to cover her beautiful curves. She is very beautiful and fair. She has excellent facial features and her body is very tight and voluptuous. I could see her long creamy obese waist which was shaking, as she was speaking to my mother. Her bulgy navel was round, big and deep holed. Her choli was clinging very hard to her breasts. The neckline was round and low-cut. Her very deep reddish cleavage was very much visible even in the open. She was not aware that they were a good feast to the eyes who looked at them. Her breasts were round and big and attempting to come out of there half held prison.
She is really a gorgeous busty lady with all the curves in the right places. This gives me a shiver in my body and I could feel my erection getting harder. I feel really lucky at that time that she was going to be our maid servant. From that day I always begin to look for a chance to have a glimpse of her. As time passes by I enjoy her presence and begin to make friendship with her. She is unaware of the fact about my intentions that I was always watching her. After few days she becomes a little friendly with me. She was careless about her pallu and would not care to put it right, to cover her cleavage, giving a good sight to my eyes while she is talking to me. One fine Sunday morning all my family members had to go to the city for some shopping. But I did not go with them as I was not feeling well and stayed back. My mother prepared some food for me and asked me to take good care of the house, which I happily agreed. For sometime I read some books and then did some household work. The time was 10.30 in the morning and still I had not taken a bath.
So I decided to take a bath first. I undressed myself totally and was wearing only a towel. As I was entering the bathroom the door bell rings. To my great surprise I see that the maid is standing in front of me. She had come a little early that day to work as there was nobody in the house. It was also a embarrassing situation for me as I was standing only in a towel. The sight of her belly and cleavage begin to speak inside my towel. I control myself and let her enter the house. She enters the house staring at me, and my naked body. I watch her swaying hips up and down as she goes into the kitchen. My erection was now at its peak. I close the door and begin to walk, but it was getting difficult for me to walk.
I had taken a few steps only and I see that she is returning from the kitchen. The catwalk of hers and the bulging belly, shaking breasts send electric shocks inside me. She comes near me and wanted to ask me something but her mouth is just left open. I could not understand at first, but then I look at her eyes and see that, she is staring at my towel. I still could not understand and I also look at my towel. I was shocked to see that my erection had slipped from its place and was peeping out from the middle, open part of the towel. I could not understand what to do and what not to do. As she was a little friendly to me she laughed and did not mind it. Moreover she was a mature and an experienced lady. She told me that it was not his fault but the fault of my age and it was just natural. This gives me a little encouragement. Meanwhile I had covered my erection again with the towel.
I think that this is the only chance and I see that she is also talking freely and explaining me about adolescence, I gather courage inside me and tell her that, I have never seen such beautiful breasts and soft white belly as she has got, except in films. This complement of mine makes her blush and smile. I politely and innocently ask her if she can show me her beautiful breasts and soft white belly and just allow me to touch them. She hesitates a little. I tell her that I just want to see them and feel them as I have never seen or felt the touch of a woman ever in my life. I tell her that she need not remove her blouse completely, but just open the buttons and she can keep wearing the saree below her navel parts.
She is convinced about my intentions, and keeps a condition that she in return would also like to feel my body and would like to feel the touch of my erection. I happily accept the same. After some thought, she asks me to seat on the bed. She is standing next to me. She removes the pallu from her shoulders and puts it on the bed. Then she begins to unhook her blouse buttons. As she is unhooking the buttons one by one my patience is getting out of control. She is not wearing a bra and her white shining breasts parts are beginning to be visible slowly. Within seconds I could see her full bodied two breasts hanging in front of my eyes. They were of good shape, bulky, very fair, soft white and slippery.
(TBC).........