Adult, Obscene Narrative, Fucking Narrative. I returned from my hometown in the city, for almost 8 months I didn’t work in the area, and I could only help my mother cook and go to the fields, I was asked to get married soon, but the men in my village were not so kind, if I had no choice but to marry a man in my village, it would not be much different from my mother’s life.
Because of that I immediately looked for a job vacancy in the newspaper. But with my junior high school diploma, the only suitable vacancy was a domestic worker. After saying goodbye and with a burst of inspiration, I also went to the address of one of the advertisers who lived in the city closest to my village.
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Adult Sex Reading The house was big and exclusive. I pressed the bell on the gate and a woman in her 40s came out. What surprised me was that her face was like an Indian movie star that I often saw on TV. There was a dot on her forehead.
“Is it true that we are looking for a housemaid here, ma’am?” I asked.
“Yes, that’s right, sis”
“I want to marry you, ma’am” I said. She stared at me for a moment.
“Please come in first, sis” she invited. maid sex narrative
“What are your names? And where are you from, sis?” she asked.
I also reviewed myself, except of course my 3 years of experience as Mr. N’s domestic worker.
“Okay, I accept you to work here, Nis. With a salary of 450 thousand a month, but you must undergo an experiment when you are 1 month old. If there is no problem, I will continue to use it. How about that>” he said.
I then nodded, the problem is that a salary of 450 thousand for a servant is very high in my opinion.
Previously, Mr. N also only paid me 300 thousand, of course outside the ‘tricks (either in the form of money or goods)’ that I received because of my sex service.
My room was at the back stage. After resting for a while, I also started helping the mother’s duties just now, whose name was actually Hesti, an Indian descendant. According to her, she was there with her husband and 2 sons who opened a convection shop.
One week of working there, I began to know her family’s subordinates. Mrs. Hesti’s husband’s name was Mr. Sukri, and her two sons were Rizal and Arga. If I saw them at a glance, I was reminded of the movie star Syahrukh Khan.
Handsome with a tall, athletic body with hair on his chest. Indians can be proven to be famous for being beautiful and handsome. I also continued to like the family because they were really friendly. They even often took me to dinner with them at the same table.
“Drink this Indian honey, so you won’t get tired easily,” invited Mrs. Hesti at a dinner together while giving me a glass of the golden yellow drink. I hesitated to accept it. Meanwhile, the other family members had already taken a glass each.
“This can be proven to be our stored drink, Nis. It can’t be drunk too often, it’s actually not good. Once every two weeks is enough because the impact is great.. ha.. ha.. ha..!” replied Mr. Sukri greeted by Rizal and Arga’s laughter.
“You will feel the benefits later tonight, Nis,” said Rizal without me knowing his intention. Again greeted by their laughter, each of them started drinking, except Mrs. Hesti. I also slowly tasted it.
There was a sweet and sour taste. It could be proven like honey, but after drinking several sips I felt my body warm, but quite hot. Everyone finished their drinks, so I did the same thing. Only after that did we have dinner.
“Go to sleep if you’re tired, Nis,” Mrs. Hesti ordered after we finished cleaning the dishes at 8 p.m. I don’t usually sleep that early, but for some reason I felt my eyes heavy and my stomach hot. I went into the room and lay down.
But the hot feeling in my stomach actually got worse and spread to my whole body. I couldn’t help but squeeze my breasts to reduce the hot feeling. Then I squeezed my whole body down to around my navel and thighs. My memory immediately drifted to Mr. N’s squeezes.
It had been a long time since I had sex with that man, was my body demanding it now? Seriously, I thought, if that really happened. At this time I had only had safe sex with Mr. N. Not with other men. Before my mind was in chaos, suddenly the door to my room opened and Mr. Sukri entered. I quickly stopped my hand activity.
“Do you look sick, Nis?” he asked while sitting on the edge of my bed.
“Eng.. eng.. no, sir,” I replied slowly. But Mr. Sukri immediately put his palm on my forehead.
“That’s right, Nis, your body is very hot. You must get treated immediately. Quickly lie down, so I can massage you for a moment to lower your fever.
This is bad, I’m good at massaging you.. ” he ordered. And, maybe because I felt like his actions were like a parent to his child, that’s why I obeyed. I lay down on my stomach and a moment later I felt my buttocks being climbed on and my back starting to be massaged.
Not only the back, but his hands on my shoulders, neck, waist actually shifted left and right until sometimes they touched the outside of my breasts. I kept quiet, but after I felt my buttocks being pressed by his buttocks, I started to feel restless.
My sexual experience with Mr. N made me feel when a man was on the verge of lust. So did Mr. Sukr at that time. His massage was getting bolder. He started to squeeze my breasts and his buttocks pressed me hard. I struggled but had no power.
“Sir! Don’t, sir!” I shouted while trying to push his body away. But how could I challenge that big, muscular body. Not only that, I don’t know why I started to get aroused. Between what Mr. Sukri did, I briefly remembered what Mr. N did to me. Uugghh.. aakk.. aakkuu.. actually became aroused.
I didn’t struggle again when he took my housedress up until only my bra and underwear were left. I was laid down by him while he was still straddling me. He opened the t-shirt he was wearing, his pajamas.
And.. crazy I saw a big lump behind his underwear and a moment later his long, big stick appeared, about 20 cm with a diameter of 4 cm! He roughly ripped off my bra and so did my underwear. My body didn’t put up any resistance as he wrestled me desperately.
And.. bless I was immediately brushed and spurred. I remember my experience with Mr. N. Remember how he had sex with me. The same action with Mr. Sukri. I didn’t understand when my thighs actually clamped Mr. Sukri’s thighs and.. met his thrusts with the rotation of my hips. My lust was also burning!
I don’t know how long Mr. Sukri continued to thrust me in and out up and down while his mouth sucked my breasts. I could only shake my head in satisfaction and excitement feeling the storm of his blows until I couldn’t hold back my orgasm anymore. I shuddered yesterday.. Cruut.. suur.. suur.. my body convulsed, spilling semen.
Mr. Sukri pounded me harder, not caring that my fluids were lubricating his path. Maybe it was almost unnoticeable because his size and length were still able to fill my V hole. Sleebb slebb jlebb jleebb.. the sound of his thrusts.
Maybe more or less 30 minutes had passed when I had my second orgasm.. serr.. serr.. serr.. klenyer.. I was shocked again up to dozens of times. The next moment Mr. Sukri’s thrusts were so hard pressing me. His stick was deeply embedded in my V then his buttocks convulsed for dozens of seconds. Then he sank silently. He ejaculated. Our breaths were short.
“You’re amazing, Nis,” he whispered while kissing my lips,
“Come back later, okay,” he said in a way I didn’t understand.
He got up, put on his clothes then went out leaving me lying naked on the bed. Before I was tired of being pushed by Mr. Sukri, Rizal entered my room.
“Your game is great, Nis. I want to ..” he said while starting to take off his clothes until he was naked. I quickly covered my body with a blanket, but it was useless because not long after he had pulled my blanket over my body into his embrace.
“Don’t, Mas Rizal,” I protested helplessly.
“It’s okay, Nis. Papa said you’re not a virgin anymore, right? He he he ..”
“Don’t, mas ..” but my voice was lost swallowed by his lips that devoured mine fiercely. His hands wildly explored me while pushing me back down on the bed. His kisses spread from my lips down and down.
To my breasts, my nipples, stomach, navel, pubis until finally reaching my V. Nimbly penetrating into my garba cave. Poking around inside it. I thought back to Mr. N’s game. But this one was even crazier.
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My lust began to boil following the rhythm of Rizal’s tongue. He turned his body until we were 69, throwing his penis into my mouth. Crazy! Longer and bigger than his father. My hands couldn’t hold it and my mouth couldn’t fit it all. At most only half went in.
Because of that, the licking and sucking competition also began. We were both satisfied. It felt like a few hours when I felt obliged to spill my beads and be licked by him until they were finished. While Rizal’s was still steadfastly tense even though it was slippery with my saliva.
Then he turned his body again and stabbed his stick into my pussy which was already quite dry. Preett..
“Eww it hurts, bro..,” I hissed, biting my lip and embracing his back because I felt the shaft of his penis entering so deep that I was in pain.
“Be patient, Nis. “It’s almost delicious,” he whispered.
I hugged his back tightly as my body was lifted by his brush. Shlleeb shleeb shleebb.. the big penis shaft pounded me like a mortar and pestle.
In and out, up and down, until my delicious liquid flowed back into pain and nothing more. And my satisfaction increased when his chest hair rubbed against my nipples. My thighs continued to gape wide. My eyes closed enjoying the squeezing and caressing of his strong hands all over my body.
“Akh.. I want to come out, Nis..” Then jreet.. jreet.. jroot.. jrot.. jrut.. his buttocks jerked. His body stiffened as his sperm sprayed my womb until it was soaked. The spray was very strong.
“Akk.. I can get pregnant, sir,” I hissed happily because I had another orgasm.
“Don’t worry, Nis, we have birth control pills,” he answered while rolling his body to the side. And… before Rizal got out of bed, Arga had already replaced him by riding me. His body was as athletic as Rizal’s. But his style was wilder.
So Rizal came out of the room, he also lifted me up to sit on his penis shaft and then asked me to ride him hard. His hands also held my waist and threw me up and down. His penis brushed up every time my buttocks went down.
Crazy! My body felt like playing. His hands moved to my breasts and squeezed them until I hissed, between pain and pleasure. It felt like my vagina was crushed by the father and his two sons whose penis shafts were great. And .. I orgasmed again even when my body was thrown up, making my back bend down enough to feel my lust channeled several times.
“Enough, sir, enough ..” I asked because I was tired. But Arga ignored it.
“I haven’t had enough, Nis. You have to be able to release my sperm before I’m happy ..” And his throwing continued for another 1/2 hour.
Until then he stopped and then his hand pressed my waist tightly to his penis, then felt his buttocks rise and fall, spraying warm liquid. My womb was sprayed with sperm from ejaculation again. I didn’t feel the sperm of my father and his two sons filling the gap in my vagina.
The door to my room opened and Mr. Sukri and Rizal entered, carrying a glass of drink. Both of them were naked.
“Drink this, Nis, so you don’t get pregnant,” Mr. Sukri gave me the glass. I also drank without thinking, because I was very afraid of getting pregnant and was very thirsty after serving these three men for several hours.
It tasted like the yellow drink I had just drunk. My body became warm again and… my lust awoke again. I became aware that of course this drink was laced with aphrodisiacs. But my consciousness immediately disappeared when I felt my body being propped up by Rizal. Next…
Yes, that night, those 3 people savagely worked on me last night without a moment’s rest. They took turns spraying sperm in my womb, stomach, face, mouth, ears and hair. I was bathed in sperm.
And I don’t know how many times I also experienced regular orgasms that they swallowed alternately. Often all 3 of my gaps they entered together. Between my mouth, vagina and anus. My body became the stage for their party for almost 10 hours, even though at that time I didn’t feel like reaching. Maybe because of that beneficial drink?
In the morning Mrs. Hesti arrived and rubbed my limp body that was unable to get up.
“Sorry, Nis. I can no longer serve my hypersexual husband so I’m looking for an alternative person,” she said.
My eyes were still sleepy from the effects of the aphrodisiac. “Hopefully you guys feel comfortable here, and we’ll pay whatever you ask for ..” she continued.
“Aa .. have there been any servants like this before, ma’am?” I asked softly.
“Yes, Nis. But quite a lot only lasted 2 days.. then asked to go home. I hope you are strong, Y Nis. I will prepare some medicine for you.. Take this medicine to strengthen and clean your womb,” he said, handing me a bottle of medicine whose name I did not understand because it was in a foreign language.
“This time you can rest all day,” then he left the room.
I also fell asleep soundly. I only woke up in the afternoon to take a shower and eat. Mrs. Hesti served me like her own child. Also read: Latest Sex Readings for a Moment With Aunt For Money
We didn’t talk much. After eating I went back to the room. Cleaned the bed, changed the sheets that were full of sperm and semen spots. Then I went back to sleep. Until dinner time came and I was invited to eat together again, and drink the golden yellow liquid again. And..
“Nis, are you strong enough to serve us again tonight?” Asked Mr. Sukri while smiling at me. I hesitated and chose to remain silent.
“Don’t worry about getting pregnant, Nis. Our medicine is really effective,” Rizal continued.
“Basically, when we were here, we sought satisfaction together with Nis,” Arga said while grinning mischievously.
So, in the end, almost every night until morning I served the 3 sex-crazy fathers. Luckily, my stamina, helped by some medicine given by Mrs. Hesti, was strong enough to endure the satisfaction.
It took me 2 months to be “contracted” by them, until finally they started to get bored and wanted to find another woman. I was given quite a lot of money when I left their house.