Adultery Slave to My Indian Maid by spankedboy

[Ramesh_Rocky]

Slave to My Indian Maid Ch. 08

Due to my exam results, my maid decides to teach me a humiliating lesson - Tarek.

I was dreaming.

I MUST have been dreaming because I was in bed. With my maid, my mistress, Rashida.

I was naked.

She was naked too.

YES!! I was in bed, NAKED, with my NAKED maid, Rashida.

In my dream, Rashida's eyes were shut. She was moaning. I could see her sweat as she writhed around on the bed. The fingers of my hand were buried deep in her pussy, and Rashida was softly purring. She was loving what I was doing to her. My fingers twirled in her love canal, wet with her juices and desire. I was masturbating her, and she was gyrating furiously on the bed.

I withdrew my fingers. Rashida, still caught in the throes of her passion, did not notice it immediately.

And then, swiftly, without thinking, I jumped on top of her and in one move, plunged my rock hard manhood into her.

"BABA!" Rashida was stunned. "WHAT THE HELL!"

I began to pump her furiously. My dick rammed through the folds of her innermost chambers and finally, my flesh was meeting her flesh.

"Oh, bua." I gushed. I loved my maid. I loved my mistress. I wanted to do this to her for a long time. I wanted to fuck her. And now I was fucking her.

Rashida's face was one of surprise and shock as she realized what was going on.

"Baba, stop NOW!"

I hugged her tight and kissed her all over her face. She started to say something in anger, but my rigid penis was now tunneling its way deep down her very wet passage.

"Omph!" She cried out as I plowed deeper and deeper into her. "Baba! Stop! I ..."

I moved my butt back and eased out of her a bit, before pummeling her again and again with my manhood.

"Oh, bua."

"Ah... Baba ... please don't do this..." She cried out without much conviction. "Baba ... no! Stop now and I will forget this ever ..."

Instead, I picked up the pace. My hands were around her, holding her in a tight embrace. I planted kisses on her fleshy cheeks and her lips and bit the nape of her neck.

"Oh, baba! Oh, baba! OH BABA! STOP NOW! I am ORDERING you!"

I raised myself and slammed into her, again and again, me penis burrowing deep into her. Rashida's huge hips began to gyrate. She was now subconsciously matching my thrusts. Her arms were now around me and her nails clawed deep into my back.

"Oh, baba! Baba! Baba! Baba! Baba! Baba!"

Even if Rashida did not want to be fucked by her slave boy, someone she used to call a bitch and kutti, someone she used to slap and spank, she was now succumbing to her desires. Her body, having teased and tantalized my penis for so long, SO LONG, was now beyond her control. Rashida was craving for a man to give it to her, and give it to her good. And I was giving it to her good.

I kissed her eyes and her cheeks and then planted my mouth on hers. My lips crushed her pouty lips and my tongue found hers and wrestled with it. We kissed passionately, exchanging wet saliva as my hips slammed into her again and again. The air was filled with the sounds of the fast, furious, rhythmic creaking of the bed springs and the loud, orgasmic moans of my chubby maid servant as I pounded her, again and again. Her eyes were now shut as my balls slapped repeatedly - thunk! thunk! - against the flesh of her thighs.

"Oh, God! Oh Gooooddddddd! Baba!" Rashida cried out. "FUCK ME! FUCK ME HARD! FUCK ME!"

I knew I was now at the edge. I could hold it in no more. For so long I had dreamed of this and now it was happening. My butts clenched as I began to ejaculate. I groaned loudly as my hips jerked and I started to cum into my maid servant. For so long, this had been my fantasy. For so long, this had been my dream. My hips shook violently and I rammed into Rashida and began to dump a huge volume of cum down her love canal.