The story of Desi Made Hot is about the maid working in my house. Her husband often used to beat her after drinking alcohol. She came for help. But seeing the opportunity, she also asked me for my penis.
Hello dear readers,
your dear “Annu” “Anurag Aggarwal”, I once again present before you with a new story.
I hope you will like this story as much as the previous stories.
You all
enjoyed my previous story “Hot Girls Gangbang Fantasy”, thank you very much!
Friends, in today’s environment, women especially are not able to realize their desires openly and are not able to exercise their sexual desires properly.
We men fulfill our sexual desires to some extent, but many women still confine themselves to home and suppress their desires.
I get a lot of emails from magazines and most of them are women complaining that their husbands have sex only for their own pleasure…they have nothing to do with us.
He came straight to our pussies and in 2-3 thrusts he did his job and we were still thirsty.
Then you have to soothe your vagina with your fingers or brinjal etc.
My only advice to these women is that they should stay young and enjoy sex as much as possible.
Well, in today’s environment, new girls are becoming very open about sex.
The cause is most likely the mobile phone.
Now everyone has an Android phone in their hands and everything is done with one click.
Just a few days ago, Kiara Advani was seen in a sex video
in which
she inserted a sex toy in her vagina and the remote control accidentally fell into the hands of her mother-in-law.
He put the remote control on the TV. You all might have seen what happens if you think of it as a remote control and press it.
If you have not seen it yet, you can watch Kiara Advani’s clip by going to the link given above and see how many ways there are to enjoy sex today.
Sex is a lovely feeling that brightens our soul…Good sex is like a good medicine.
I had written about the benefits of sex in a story.
Many times we feel that there are some girls or women around us who neither seem beautiful nor sexy to us.
But still I don’t know why, when a man falls in love with such a woman, his heart starts yearning to make her his. He started adopting various tactics to get her pussy at any cost.
And the person to whom you never showed any affection before suddenly becomes special to you.
Who knows what price this heart will have to pay to get it!
This desi made popular story of mine also has similar content, I hope you will like it.
The story starts with Bina, the dark-skinned maid working in our house. He is young in height and thick in body. Beena is the mistress of our family.
She comes to our house to do chores like washing utensils and sweeping floors.
He has been working with us for about three or four years.
Till now I had no attachment to her, nor did I pay attention to her swaying hips or her strange gait.
But much later I came to know that somewhere she had feelings for me.
Yes, sometimes my wife Ritika used to tell me that poor Beena works very hard but her husband is a gambler and an alcoholic.
She used cooking utensils to go from door to door to feed herself and her children.
Poor Beena…my wife sympathized with her and helped her from time to time.
One day she came to our house at six in the morning…with disheveled hair and tears in her eyes.
As soon as she came, she hugged my wife and started crying.
Ritika made her sit in the kitchen, gave her water and asked – What happened to Beena?
Bina- Didi, what can I tell you.. Ramesh has made my life miserable. Last night he got drunk and started asking me for money. When I refused, he hit me hard. Now you tell me my sister what should I do… I want to die. But what should I do? I can’t even die… this bastard took the two children of my life from my chest.
Ritika- Bina, don’t cry, give rest to your heart! Let’s see what happens. I tell them. They will talk to your husband Ramesh… How long will this continue?
Then Ritika called me and asked me to go to the kitchen.
I reached the kitchen and Ritika told me about Beena’s problem.
Then she went to work in another room.
When I saw Beena, she had tears in her eyes.
So I placed my hand on her head, caressed her hair and said – Bina, don’t worry, I will talk to Ramesh.
Beena held my hand.
When he held my hand, it felt as if an electric current ran through my body.
Today, for the first time, the man inside me woke up after seeing Beena.
I just kept looking at her… I could feel a strange hesitation on her face.
Today for the first time I am feeling her beauty so intensely.
He held my hand as if I was his special person.
I caressed her hair, wiped the tears from her eyes with my hands and hugged her for a while.
She also put her arms around my waist and stuck to me.
Her big round orange breasts, probably about 34 years old, gave me a stir.
I said to her- Bina…Bina…what happened?
Bina may become unconscious.
I was worried that if Ritika came, I would have to pay the price.
With great difficulty I separated from her and whispered in her ear – Bina, my love… what are you doing? Will you kill me?
Beena- Sir, you have been stirring my heart for a long time.
Me- Beena, what are you talking about?
Desi maid asked me to be sexy!
“Yes sir, what should I tell you now… you did not even look at me.
I said – Crazy, there is no such thing… everything will be fine… you are young, you are fine.
What is the good of a young man like Mr. Beena…when no one is watching!
Changing the topic I told her – Bina, everything will be fine.
But for a moment her embrace surprised me and that moment created a feeling in me that perhaps something similar was going on in her body too.
I don’t know how much her youth hurt me at that moment.
The woman whom I had seen every day for three-four years, whom I had never paid any attention to before, was today mesmerized by her beauty.
Just then Ritika came into the kitchen and said – Anurag, do something for your husband! This bastard didn’t earn any money, and when he did earn money, he spent it on drinking and gambling, and then he attacked this poor helpless woman.
Me: Yes Ritika, now we have to talk.
Looking at Beena, I said – Beena, don’t worry, I will personally go to your house today and talk to that Ramesh.
Then I asked Beena- When will Ramesh come home?
Beena said- Sir, he does not have time to go home. It’s still 8 o’clock.
Me- No problem, I will go to your house today.
Now a feeling of relief was visible on Beena’s face.
Ritika told me- Anurag, you must come to her house in the evening!
Me: Yes Beena, don’t worry, I will definitely come today. By the way, who else is there in your family?
“Sir, my father-in-law passed away last year. I have a mother-in-law who lives with my brother-in-law in the village. Only I, Ramesh and my two daughters live here.” ”
Okay, no problem, I will come and talk to you today. You talk!”
But today Beena hurt my heart.
As it happens with us men, the same thing happened with me.
A new young man was ready to dominate me.
Perhaps Beena was also desperate to hand herself over to me.
But I don’t know how I forgot this beauty.
After taking bath, I went to office and told Ritika – I will go to Beena’s house this evening.
I don’t want to do office work all day. I don’t know why Beena’s young face and her round breasts come before me again and again.
She looks like an angel to me today.
And time doesn’t seem to pass.
Somehow office hours ended and I picked up my car and headed straight towards Beena’s house.
His house is not far away…in the workers colony!
I reached Beena’s house and knocked on the door.
After some time Beena opened the door.
Seeing Beena, I suddenly stood up and started taking off my pants with force.
The person who looked like a corpse in the morning now looks like a beautiful angel.
She was wearing a light red saree, had a bindi on her forehead and lipstick on her lips, as if she was saying – Come my king, I have been waiting for you for so long.. come and drink the juice of my youth. ,
Beena- Hello sir, you are here! I knew you would come.
He called me inside, motioned me to sit on a nearby cot and brought some water for me.
I sat on a nearby cot.
My eyes were still measuring Bina’s breasts.
He caught my attention too.
She sat on the stool in front of me and our eyes were glued to each other.
Perhaps on this day the curtain was opened between Beena and me.
I said to Beena- Let me ask you one thing.. Do you really want me?
Beena- Sir, what should a woman do when her man is worthless… Then she will like men like you only… You are very gentle, polite and cheerful. Ritika didi tell me all about yourself! Didi has a loving husband like you and I have a man who is very impotent…he is always drunk…he gets drunk at night and takes off my clothes and inserts his cock in my pussy And then it came out with a thud. It happens…I am always thirsty, sir!
Me: Beena, won’t you mind if I ask you something?
Beena- Yes sir, ask whatever you want.. Now why do I feel bad?
Hesitatingly I said – Beena… Beena… You…
Beena – Tell me sir, are you ashamed? Just say whatever you want. Now both your and mine accounts are completely public… Speak boldly sir!
Me- Well Beena, I am wondering if you have ever had sex with anyone else?
Beena- Sir, what should I hide from you now… God only knows what this damn young man has made me do. Yes, Manoj is my aunt’s son and sometimes I quench my thirst with him, sir. My man is incompetent… an idiot, an ass… and he ruined my wedding night. On his wedding night, this bastard drank so much alcohol that he couldn’t even stand. My mother also tied me up in the hands of this drunkard… On our wedding night, that bastard became a little sober and he didn’t talk to me or do anything else, he just pulled my petticoat and put his penis inside I inside the body. Cat. It only took two or three hits for this bastard puppy to go down on me. Sir, I am thirsty since that day. Yes, sometimes when Manoj comes to the city he comes to me. Only then will I be able to quench the thirst of my pussy, sir. Now you tell me, a woman also has desires and she also feels that someone should praise her, praise her, praise her, love her, quench her thirst, give her the joy of heaven. , That’s all I want, so sir, can you tell me what’s wrong with me?
Me- Yes Beena, you are right, women also have the right to fulfill their needs.
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