I was posted by my company to a small town in Maharashtra. Good job that came with a decent flat. I was a single guy, 24 years old, living by myself. Wanted to get laid badly. Always had a thing for sexy maharashtrian women, particularly the voluptuous “bai’s” with their tight, curvy bodies, big tits, and long, long dark hair. Always fantasized about pulling open a bai’s “juda” or bun of hair and fucking her doggie style.
I knew that I would do anything to fulfill that fantasy. Decided to employ a local bai — Urmila — on the recommendation of some colleagues who had been living in the area for a while. Tight little piece of ass was 32 years old. Usual sob story about women in those parts — husband had abandoned her.
No kids. Poor. Good for me. I didn’t want to waste any time and got down to making sure Urmila knew what her role would be in my house — to cook for me, to clean for me, and to satisfy my sexual desires. Day 1: 7.30 am: I woke up with the doorbell. Urmila reporting for work. I tell her to start making some breakfast for me. I bolt the door behind her as she walks to the kitchen. My cock becomes hard & erect through my pajamas as I watch her shake her tight butt as she walks. She’s wearing a typical maharashtrian saree — colorful and draped sensuously around her curvy body. Can’t wait to get my hands on her and bang her brains out. Her hair is tied up in a tight bun, lightly oiled, and I start fantasizing about pulling it open and letting it fall loose. I wonder if it falls to her waist or to her ass?? Let’s find out. I walk into the kitchen. She’s heating the milk on the gas. I come up behind her and grab her tits while grinding my hard cock into her ass. She is shocked and starts to struggle to get out of my grasp. But this bitch isn’t going anywhere expect to bed with me. I said: ” Chup ho ja Urmila. Jyada natak mat kar. Mein tera maalik hoon or aaj mein tujhe chodunga. Chup chaap meri baat sun, or teray ko bhi maja aayaga. Jyada natak kiya to mein teri aisee halat karoonga…..Dekh, aaj to mein tujhe apni randi banaunga. Samjhi.”
All this while I was biting her neck and grinding against her ass, at the same time mauling her tits with my hands that I had slipped underneath her tight blouse. She continue to struggle, but her thrashing about was getting weaker as she slowly realized that she would have be submit to her master. I stepped back a little and pulled at her saree. It unwound swiftly from her body and she was left standing in her blouse & petticoat only. She covered her exploding tits with her hands in shame. I advanced towards her and roughly put my right hand on her head and yanked her towards me. Then I savagely pulled her ‘juda’ and opened her sexy long hair. My cock almost exploded as her thick long black hair came open and fell to below her ass. I knew I was going to have the time of my life with this cunt. I pushed her down to her knees with my right hand while undoing my pajama and pulling my hard erect cock out with my left one. “Apna moon khole saali or mera lund choos,” I ordered her. She didn’t want to do it, but had no choice. I slapped her on her face and as she opened her mouth to scream I shoved my cock into it. She was gagging on it as I violently fucked her mouth.
Within seconds she submitted to the force and started sucking it. I grabbed her head with both hands and started pushing it back and forth while ramming my cock down her throat. Started playing with her long hair too. I always had a fantasy to spray a woman’s face with my cum. Seeing a sexy woman on her knees, long hair, sucking my dick, was enough to make me explode. I pulled my cock out of her mouth, roughly pulled her hair back so that her face was upturned and spurted a huge load of my cum on her face. She tried to turn her face away, but a hard slap to her left cheek stopped her. The cum came jerking out of my cock as I smacked her face with my cock. Then I reinserted my still hard cock into her mouth and told her to suck it clean. Seconds later I pulled out, ordered her to remain on her knees, quickly ran to my room, got my digital camera and took a photo of her cum-stained face for future reference. She was horrified, but helpless to do anything. She knew her fate was sealed. 8.30 am: Sitting on the dining table. Urmila is serving me my breakfast. Half naked. After our session, she got up from her kneeling position and started to reach for her saree. I told her that from now on, she wasn’t going to wear a saree while the two of us were in the house alone. She would work wearing only her blouse & petticoat.
Also, she was to keep her long hair clean, and tied up in a bun always. Why, you may ask?? Because I wanted to hear her scream every time I violently yanked it open. I caressed her ass while she served me breakfast. She knew what was coming next. 9.00 am: Finished breakfast. Urmila is back on her knees with my cock in her mouth. But this time the blowjob is only the beginning of what I’m going to make her do. My cock is hard again. I yank open her blouse with both hands, ripping the buttons off. Her 36D tits pop out and I bite into her left tit. She screams as I roughly bite her nipple, kneading her tits. Her screams turn to moans as she starts getting aroused and her nipples become rock hard. I undo the string of her petticoat and let it fall to the floor, exposing her hairy cunt. I quickly shove two fingers into her pussy and start ramming it hard. Within seconds, she’s wet & ready. No point in wasting any more time. I pull her by her open hair and drag her roughly to the bedroom and throw her on the bed. She winces uncomfortably. I climb on the bed on top of her, spread her legs apart, and tear into her pussy with my hard, wide 12 incher. The look on her face when I entered her was priceless. Her eyes went wide in pain & surprise and she let out a loud scream. That’s all the encouragement I needed to start humping her brains out. I began to fuck her violently. I love to talk dirty during sex. “Kuttiya, saali rundi. Aaj mein teree chuth phadonga. Aur chilla, saali. Aaj say tu mayree rundi hai. Samjhi.”
She was just screaming away. I pulled out. Flipped her over. Doggie style. Cock went back into her. I roughly grabbed a handful of her hair and yanked it hard. Smacked her ass while pounding her pussy. Twisted her hair in my hands and yanked harder. She screamed louder. Started begging me to stop. “Nahin saahib. Bus karo. Nahin. Mein luth gayee. Darad hota hay saahib. Daya karo mallik.” But I wasn’t going to have any mercy on this bitch. I wanted to ensure that right off the bat, this bitch knew who was the boss. 9.20 am: The pussy pounding reached a peak. I was about to cum again. I didn’t want to cum inside her since I hadn’t had time to put on a condom. Didn’t want the cunt getting pregnant. I pulled out from her mutilated pussy, flipped her over so that she was lying on her back, brought my cock up to her mouth, slapped her face with my hand, making her mouth open, as I squirted my second load of the morning into her mouth. “Satak le mayray muth ko Saali.” She tried to spit it out but another hard smack on her face settled that matter. She swallowed obediently. Every single drop. I shoved my cock into her mouth, and this time she knew what to do. She sucked it clean. The bitch was learning. Time for more photos. This time of her sexy naked body. She knew that I owned her completely now.