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True story
Year: 1981
Nariman Point, Mumbai INDIA
Characters :
- my dad Prithvi. Aged 37
- mom Sakshi. Aged 35
- me navin. Age 18
- full time kaamwali Indu bai. Age 30
- part time kaamwali Sushila bai. Age 33.

Sushila bai had been working in our house for almost 20 years at that point. Both she and indu were typical marathi kaamwali types. Darkish complexion, about 5ft 2 inches tall, hard bodies, big tits, luscious asses, and thick, long black hair that they kept tied in big buns. Both always wore saris and behaved like traditional conservative women. Indu was married but hubby had abandoned her because she couldn't bear kids. Sushila had remained unmarried. She lived in servant's quarters attached to my dad's office on ground floor of building. Indu lived in servant's quarter in our flat.
It was a Saturday. Indu had gone to village for weekend. Mom was out.of town with her sister. Dad said he had a meeting at 10am. I went for my usual tennis game to club around 7am. Usually i spent my weekend mornings at club playing tennis, swimming, having breakfast etc. That day i came home earlier than usual around 10.30am expecting an empty flat.
When i opened door and came into flat i saw that my parents' room door was shut. That was odd. I walked closer to it and bent down to look through keyhole.
What i saw next shocked me.
Dad and Sushila were in there. She was disrobing for him. He was standing by bed and mauling her breasts as she took off her saree and threw it on floor. Then he ripped apart her blouse at which point she sighed and smiled sexily at him. He then started to suck her huge tits. Biting into her nipples. Since he was much taller than her, he sat on edge of bed and pulled her to him so he could suck on her breasts. She had her hands on his head and was caressing his hair and moaning as he ate her tits.
After a few mins he stood up, put his hands on her juda (bun) and yanked her hair open. As it came cascading down to below her ass, he put his hands on her shoulders and pushed her down on her knees saying "choos". Sushila picked up a pillow from the bed and sat down on her knees on the floor. Looking up at dad with her big eyes, she undid his pyjama knot and pulled out his cock. Then she began to lick it up and down, worshipping it with her mouth. Eventually, she took it into her mouth. I could hear her gagging as she took all 8-9 inches down her throat. Dad put both hands on her head and started fucking her mouth. I could hear her bangles clinking as she clung onto his body while he fucked her mouth. Few mins later he pulled out, caught her by her hair, lifted her up and flung her on the bed, ordering her ''kutti ban saali". She got on all fours, facing the door (so I could see her face clearly). Dad got up on the bed behind her, ripped off her petticoat, and mounted her. Sushila's face was a mix of pain and pleasure as he entered her from behind. He grabbed her long hair in one hand and started pounding her cunt from behind. All the while he was abusing her loudly in hindi, calling her 'randi','kuttiya','haram khor saali' etc. Then he started slapping her ass and back violently. After about 5-7 mins he roared loudly and came inside her. He fell on top of her and they both lay there on the bed. A few minutes later, he rolled off her and lay down next to her panting. Sushila bai got up on her hands and sexily flipped her long, luscious dark hair on his torso and got on top of him and started licking his limp cock. She was licking his balls and cock and cleaning all the residual cum off his penis head. All the while she was flipping her hair back and forth so that it covered his upper body. As one would expect, he got hard again in a few minutes. Sushila stopped licking & sucking his cock and impaled herself on his hard cock and started rocking back and forth, riding him sexily. Her bangles were clinking and she was wearing payals that were jiggling as she rode dad. Dad was mauling her tits and talking dirty to her as she quickened her pace of riding his cock. Her hair was flying all over the place and she started to moan loudly, shouting 'sahab mein ayiii..aaa...". Dad flipped her over on the bed and re-entered her in missionary style and starting jack hammering her pussy. He put one hand on her throat and with the other he was slapping her tits & face and giving her filthy gaalis while spitting on her face. After about 5-7 mins both of them started screaming and I guessed that they had both orgasmed together.

Dad fell on top her and sucked her tits a little, his cock still inside her. A few mins later he got off her. He ordered her to go get him some water from the mini-fridge in the bedroom. Sushila stumbled out of the bed unsteadily. Totally naked except for her jewellery, long hair falling down below her ass. She tried to tie her hair into a loose bun as she walked towards fridge, but dad shouted at her saying 'khulay rakh saali....bandh kyon rahi hai apnay baal'. She got dad his water in bed and lay next to him, licking his nipples and kissing his upper body. Dad, on the other hand, had shown no love towards her in the entire session. He had treated her like a whore. He put on the TV. At that time color TV was brand new in India, so Sushila was really fascinated. They were watching some hindi movie. I couldn't see properly which one from my keyhole vantage point. Anyways, after about 10 mins, dad put his hands on sushila's head and pushed her face down on his cock. It seemed like he was ready for more.

Sushila went down to his crotch and resumed her position with his cock in her mouth. This time she was sucking him hard and deep, using her hands to cup his balls and running her hands over his stomach and chest while she sucked him deep. After a few minutes of sucking, dad sat up, pulled her off his cock and pushed her off the bed. She was kneeling down on the floor as he stood up above her and entered her mouth again. Minutes later, he pulled out and moaning loudly came all over her upturned face. Tired, he sat down on the bed, and ordered her to go clean up in the bathroom.

Then he walked towards the door and opened it to see me standing there....
When dad opened the door, he saw me standing then. He was a little surprised but not entirely shocked. He said "beta, kya kar rahay ho tum yahan?". I replied "papa aapnay yeh kya kiya?". We motioned me to sit down in the living room with him. Then he started to explain.

Turns out he had been fucking sushila bai for close to 20 years. She had started working in our house when she was 15. Dad was 18 then. Initially it was teenage hormones and he deflowered her before she turned 16. In the beginning, it was very lovey-dovey and they sneaked around whenever they could. Then he got her pregnant and when she was around 18. Made her get an abortion. Thereafter, he became more dominating and rough with her. At 21, dad married mom. Arranged match. Mom came from middle class background. Simple girl at that time. On their honeymoon, dad apparently fucked her brutally. Then he gave her a choice -- either mom continue to bear the brunt of his violent lust or he use sushila to satisfy his more 'basic' needs. Mom agreed to the bargain on condition that he never get sushila pregnant. Convincing sushila to accept the arrangement wasn't that hard apparently. Dad had her tubes tied and continued to use her body.

I asked him how come I had never caught them together before. He said that since she lived in servant quarters attached to his office downstairs, he used her there and in his office. Usually he made her give him blowjobs or fucked her in his office, bent over his desk or in her quarters. Very rarely was she allowed into his own bed. That day happened to be one of those days.

While we were sitting and chatting, sushila came out. She didn't know I was there. She came into living room, towel wrapped around her naked body. Her long luscious hair open and wet. She was startled to see me sitting there and made a move to run back into bedroom. Dad grabbed her hand and pulled her to him. Sat her down in his lap as he sat on sofa. Opened her towel. She begged him not to, but he gave her a slap on her face and pulled her hair angrily. Then he pushed her to the floor and told her "ab saali tu choos navin ka lund". She was shocked and horrified and tried to crawl away. He got up from the sofa, grabbed her by her hair and dragged her towards where I was sitting. Then he gave her 2-3 hard whacks on her face and told her to start sucking. She quietly obeyed. Pulled down my shorts and silently took my hard cock into her mouth. As she took me into her mouth, dad came up behind her and mounted her cunt from behind and started fucking her. I came within a minute under her expert sucking. Emptied my load into her mouth. She swallowed every drop. My first blow job.

I pulled out of her mouth and watched Dad mercilessly fuck her doggie style. He grabbed her wet, long hair and pounded her relentlessly, abusing her, slapping her ass. After about 15 mins he came inside her cunt for the second time that day. Pulled out of her, grabbed her by her hair and dragged her into the bedroom. Shut the door. I was too spent to watch anymore, but as I sat on sofa and recovered from my first blowjob, I soon heard her screams. I guess she was getting what maids deserve to get...

I never got to fuck her (dad was the only man who ever fucked her), but on 'special occasions' he treated me to blowjobs from Sushila bai.
It took me a while to recover from not only the blowjob that she gave me, but from the events I had witnessed that day. I went to my room to take a nap even as Sushila's screams rang out from dad's bedroom. I woke up 2 hours later and came out of my room into the living area.

Dad was sitting on sofa dressed in kurta pyjama. It was lunch time. I asked where Sushila was and he said she was almost finished cooking lunch for us. I asked dad why she was screaming so loudly. He smiled and told me that he had to punish her for attempting to disobey his instructions when he had ordered her to suck my cock. I asked him what he did to her specifically. Turns out he belted her ass several times and slapped her face & tits until she broke down crying. He said maids needed to be reminded of their 'aukaat' regularly otherwise they tend to forget their position in life.

While we were talking, Sushila bai came out of the kitchen. Now she was dressed in her traditional maharashtrian sari. She had her nose ring, bangles, bindi on. What was different about her was that her long black hair was open and displayed in front, covering her right breast and falling down all the way to her thighs. Her head was covered by her sari pallu but that didn't hide the fact that she was completely naked underneath her sari. Dad smirked and told me that she wasn't allowed underclothes when she and he were alone together. She had her eyes cast downwards and was trying not to look at us while we ogled her. After she readied the food on the table, dad and I sat down to eat. Every time she came to serve us rotis, dad grabbed her ass or tits. It was totally humiliating for her.

Over lunch, dad told me that our full-time maid Indu bai was probably available for sex as well. He summoned Sushila to the table and asked her what the deal was with Indu. We learned that Indu was infertile and her hubby had abandoned her. She was due to come back from her village the next day. Dad suggested to me that I should try to make a move on Indu. He said it would be a good outlet for my teenage lust and that he would provide me with any guidance I needed. He crudely asked sushila bai "kya indu chudnay ko tayyar hogi navin baba say?"..Sushila shyly replied "ji sahab..woh bahut dukhi hai do-teen saalon say. Usnay koi marad kay saath kafi time say kuch nahi kiya. Usnay mujhay bola ki woh bahut chahati hai ki koi marad kay saath karay".

That sealed the deal. Dad recommended that when Indu comes back tomorrow that I should make my move on her. He suggested that I flatter her a bit i.e praise her beauty etc and demean her hubby for leaving her. Provided some other tips. I was ecstatic and eager to put the plan into action, but I had to wait until the next day.

After lunch was over, dad and I got up from the table and went to wash hands etc. When we came back to living area, Sushila had almost cleaned up everything. I could sense that dad was ready for his afternoon entertainment the way he was glaring at her. As she came back to the living room for the last utensil, Dad told her "jaldi kar sushila aur kamray mein aa..teri aur chudai karni hai. Ab teri gaand ki baari hai kutti. Bartan rakh kay aa jaldi. Khana baad mein kha lena apna." In response, Sushila quickly picked up utensil and almost ran back to kitchen. I did notice that when she came back out to walk towards bedroom, her hair was tied up in an untidy juda. Dad saw me looking at that and said "she knows I like to pull her hair open..so she ties it up before she's going to get fucked"..Then he asked me if I wanted to watch through keyhole again. And I said yes..

That session was very similar to the first one that I had seen except this time Sushila bai got it hard in her ass. She was shrieking in pain and begging dad to take it easy, but all she got in return was more cock and more slaps. That session lasted for a good 30 mins until dad emptied himself inside her ass.
After her anal fuck, sushila lay on the bed sobbing. Face down. Hair spread all over. Dad got off her and walked to the attached bathroom. It was so sexy to see this voluptuous, hard bodied, long haired bai lying there helpless, whimpering and sobbing. I guessed that even after all these years having sex with dad, she couldn't take the pain of anal sex.

Few mins later dad came back into room. He was totally naked as well. He stopped to take out a bottle of water from the mini-fridge in the room and as he passed by the door (I was watching through key hole), he exclaimed "maza aya beta!". I was speechless from what I had seen and continued to observe.

He got back into bed next to Sushila bai who had turned around now and was lying down on her back, wiping the tears from her eyes. She was naked except for the minimal jewelery like nose ring, bangles, payals.

Dad said "ab nakhray bandh kar sushila. Itni baar gaand mein chudi hai tu, abhi tak roti hai saali". She said "sahab, bahut darad hota hai. Aapka bahut bada hai. Meray say saha nahi jata. Aapko maloom hai yeh phir bhi aap kartay hain itni zor say." Dad just laughed in her face and lay down next to her. She got closer to dad like he was her lover. She was stroking his nipples and torso with her fingers and they were whispering to each other. She got up on one elbow and flipped her long, luscious black hair back and continued stroking his body.

Dad must have said something to her because she got up from the bed and after steadying herself for a second, stood up and flung her long hair back, making a loose juda. Then I heard dad say "woh dressing table kay paas ja aur pehla drawer khol." She walked sexily (her payals jingling) across the room to the dressing table that mom used. She opened the drawer. Then dad said "drawer mein ek laal box hai. Woh la idhar". She came back with a red, rectangular, velvet jewelery box. Dad sat up on side of bed as she came over. He whispered something to her at which point she closed her eyes. He opened the box and took out what looked like a very thick, long, gold chain. When he began to wrap it around Sushila's naked waist, I realized that it was a 'kamarbandh'. The surprise & happiness on her face when she opened her eyes was worth seeing. Dad whispered something again to her and she began walking away from him. Then he said "zara dikha to sushila kaisi lagti hai..idhar pass chal kar aa"..She was basically modeling it for him. He made her turn around and smacked her ass hard, making her yelp and jump up startled. She just smiled sexily at him and continued to parade around the room, sexily swaying her ass.

As she turned around and walked away from him (showing her ass), she put her hands behind her head and opened her juda. Flinging her near knee-length hair all around. Dad got up. He was hard again. He said "idhar aa saali"..he grabbed her hair and pulled her to him. He wrapped her hair around his wrist and pulled her close to him. She whimpered loudly and opened her mouth as if to receive a kiss from dad. Instead, he spat in her mouth and pushed her down on her knees and said "ab choos mera lund kuttiya..meri rakhail raand". Holding her hair with one hand, he slapped her face a few times and spat on her as she took his cock into her mouth and started sucking. Years of experience had made her an expert cocksucker as I had learned first hand that morning. She was able to take most of dad's 10 inches into her mouth and down her throat and was furiously pumping his cock and kneading his balls. He was groaning loudly as Sushila bai sucked his cock as he tightly held onto her hair. After about 10 mins, he yanked her mouth off his cock using her hair as leverage. She continued to hand pump his cock furiously, her bangles jiggling loudly as she worked it. He was about to cum and he loudly said "apna muh bandh rakh saali". She shut her mouth (I guess she had originally intended to swallow his load as she usually did). With a loud roar, dad's cock spurted out jet after jet of cum on sushila bai's face. He let go of her hair after a few seconds and sat down on the bed tired. Sushila continued to kneel before him with her face splattered in cum, waiting for his orders. "Chal nahanay chal mera saath ab". She got up on her feet. Dad said "ab chaat le mera muth apnay cheharay say". She collected the cum on her face with her finger and licked her finger. Very sexy. Dad caught her hair and almost dragged her into the bathroom.

I couldn't take it anymore. I ran to my room and jerked off furiously and came within seconds in my bathroom.

what a day, and it wasn't even 5pm yet!
The day was turning out to be the most eventful of my life.

At about 5.30 pm (I had assumed dad & sushila had showered and napped a bit), I heard dad's room door open and the sound of payals going towards kitchen. I came out of my room. Dad was sitting on sofa reading a magazine. He smiled at me and asked if I wanted tea. I said yes. He shouted to Sushila bai to make 2 cups of tea. He looked satisfied and fresh. I asked him how often did he have sex with Sushila. He said, on average, he had atleast one sexual encounter with her on a daily basis. Sometimes it was just a blowjob while he was in his office downstairs, while other times it was a quick fuck with Sushila bent over his desk or in her quarters adjoining his ground floor office. He said it was great to have her body available to relieve stress at work. He told me that sessions like I had witnessed were rare. Usually when Mom was out traveling somewhere. I asked him about the kamarbandh and if it was mom's. He said he had bought it for Sushila specifically the previous week. Her birthday was coming up apparently and he wanted to reward her for her 'service' over the years. I asked him if he paid her extra for sex. He said in addition to her monthly salary (her 'official' job was to clean our house & his office and do laundry) of appx Rs. 500 (this was in 1980s remember), he paid her an annual 'bakshish' of Rs. 6000 (one year's salary) and used to gift her trinkets of jewelery like the kamarbandh, bangles, nose ring, payals, saris, ear-rings etc. And he had setup a 'retirement' fund for her early on in their relationship (after she agreed to get her tubes tied) into which he contributed Rs.10000 a year and invested it himself. Over the 15-17 year period he had been fucking her until then, this fund had grown to over Rs. 5 lacs (in 1981). Sounded like despite his brutality with her, he had taken care of her financially at least.

As we were talking, Sushila came out with the tea. She was now demurely dressed in a bright colored, traditional kashta sari. Turns out she had a small suitcase of stuff that she had got up from her quarters to the flat. And she was wearing a blouse and apparently all the jewelery that dad had gifted her. 2-3 gold chains hanging sexily above her cleavage (I got an eyeful when she bent down to pour tea for us). The kamarbandh. Bangles, payals, nose ring and I noticed gold ear-rings as well. Her head was covered traditionally by her pallu. Her hair seemed to be in a juda. She was looking fresh and clean. If someone had seen her then, they would never have guessed she was a kaamwali. She was smiling shyly, glancing at dad from time to time as she poured the tea and served us samosas. Dad asked her "tunay khana khaya ki nahi abhi tak, ya sirf mera muth peekar khush hai?" (I remembered that he hadn't given her the opportunity to eat her lunch that day). She was appropriately shocked by his crude comment and said "maalik mainay thoda khana khaya abhi". She covered her mouth with her sari and ran away to the kitchen humiliated. Dad and I just laughed.

After tea, Dad & I decided to go to the club for a walk and some drinks. Dad instructed sushila "hum bahar ja rahay hain abhi. Teen-chaar ghantay mein wapas aengay. Hum khana bahar hi khakar aengay. Tu tayyar rehena. Kamra saaf kar dena aur bistar badal dena. Aur ek baat aur...aaj raat neend ko bhool jana. hahahaha".

We came back home around 10pm after dinner. Even though I was only 15 at the time, dad & I had an occasional drink. That evening we both got quite drunk. When we entered the flat, Sushila came running towards the door. She had been watching TV. She was still dressed as she had been in the evening. She took one look at dad and I could see the fear in her face. She knew that she was in for a brutal night. And she was right.

Wasting no time on small talk, he told her "tu kamray mein ja aur tayyar ho ja chudnay kay liye saali". He turned to me and said that I should watch this session for a bit from the keyhole again. It would be a valuable lesson for my interactions with maids going forward. Sushila had run to the bedroom already. Dad followed her, opening and undoing his belt while walking to the room. He shut the door. I took the chair from nearby and got into my "regular" position to watch the proceedings. Sushila bai was sitting on the stool by the dressing table. She had stripped off her sari and was sitting there bottomless, with her blouse open. Dad had gone into the bathroom upon entering the room. Sushila was taking off her earrings and bangles. Then she opened her juda, letting her hair fall loose. Then she started combing it. Sexily and lovingly stroking her thick, black, long luscious hair and combing it while displaying it in front of her body. She was smiling to herself looking down at their kamarbandh and stroking it. Her smile vanished. Dad had come out of the bathroom naked. He opened his cupboard and when he closed it, he had a horse cane (chabuk) in his hand. All he said was "chal randi saali, kutti ban bistar par, aaj teri chamdi uttar doonga". She started begging him not to beat her with the cane but she knew her fate was sealed. Her hesitation in obeying him led him to smack her tits with the cane as she tried to get up from the stool. She was already crying and sobbing as she got on all four on the bed, her ass facing dad. Then he let her have it. He whipped her ass and back at least two dozen times. She was howling in pain, her hair flying all over the place. She dared not move much, though because she knew it would get worse if she did.

After dad had his fill of whipping, he got on the bed, threw her down on the pillow. She was on her back, hair spread over the bed. She opened her legs for him. He pushed her legs forward until her knees were almost near her shoulders. But he didn't enter her with his cock. Instead he put three fingers into her cunt and started finger fucking her. Within a minute sushila bai was moaning in ecstasy as he furiously fingered her cunt. She was flinging her head from side to side and moaning loudly in pleasure. As her moaning got louder, he pulled out his fingers at which point she cried out loudly "maalik andar dalo, bahar mat nikalo, mein ayeeeee". He plunged his fingers back in and within seconds Sushila bai started shrieking in pleasure. At the peak, he pulled out his fingers and rammed his cock into her. As she came violently, he pounded her cunt mercilessly. He put one hand on her throat and started choking her. I could see that she was struggling for breath, but all she got were hard slaps on her face from him. That didn't last long. Dad came loudly inside her, all the while abusing her with filthy gaalis. Then he let go of her throat and pulled out of her and collapsed next to her.

They were done for the night, as was I.

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