Maid From Heaven
Copyright© 2024 by 4everhorny
Chapter 36
True Story Sex Story: Chapter 36 - The life of a virgin young man changes when a woman begins working as a maid for him…
Caution: This True Story Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Fa/Fa Ma/Ma Mult Consensual Rape Reluctant Romantic Teen Siren True Story Cheating Cuckold Incest Father InLaws Rough Indian Male Indian Female Anal Sex Cream Pie Exhibitionism First Oral Sex Safe Sex Voyeurism Big Breasts Hairy Size Indian Erotica
I froze because I was not expecting this. But still I naturally looked down and saw a reasonably big tent. Trying to keep a straight face, I composed myself and said “papa that is something you will have to take care of yourself”.
He said “yes Uma, I already tried in the bathroom but it did not help”. I was really uncomfortable having this conversation with papa and wanted it to be over ASAP. So I said “papa I do not understand why you were not able to take care of it”.
He very coyly said “See Uma, to do it I need some stimulation which I currently do not have because my wife is sleeping, that’s why”. I replied “well papa, I do not have any solution for your problem. Maybe when Krishna sir returns, you can find a solution with his help”.
He blurted out “Uma you alone can solve my problem because you have everything I need. Please think it over seriously and don’t say no because this is hurting and I am suffering since morning” pointing again at his erection.
Saying this papa left from there and went back to watching TV in the living room. I understood papa wanted my help to relieve himself but my mind was blurred because I was venturing into unchartered waters.
I decided to talk to you so you could guide me on the right thing to do. I was done with the dishes and went to do the laundry. I had to again pass by the living room to get the clothes from your room and their room, there papa was watching TV.
I avoided looking at him while I passed but I strongly felt his piercing gaze constantly on my body. I picked up the clothes and hurried back at double the speed.
While I was doing the laundry, I did not realise when papa crept up behind me. He suddenly put his hands around my waist holding me tightly. I also felt his stiff boner pierce deep in my butt.
I tried breaking free but his grip on me was very strong. I said “papa please don’t hold me like this, this is very wrong”. He let me go and stepped back, he said “I am sorry Uma, your hot and sexy body is driving me mad”.
I curtly replied “papa you know it is wrong of you to think about me like that, I really look up to you as my father”. He said “I know Uma but what can I do, after all I am also a man and your charms are very intoxicating making me lose control”.
I said “Please for god’s sake stop talking such things with me papa”. He asked “so did you seriously think about helping me Uma”? I said “no papa, I am unable to find the time to think about it because I have lots of work to finish and I also need to get lunch ready in time”.
He curtly said “don’t worry about the work Uma. Work can wait, I cannot because my pain is increasing”. I said “papa please go to the bathroom again and try to help yourself”.
He said “I already tried, maybe if you can also come with me and just use your hands it might work”. I exclaimed “papa how did you even think about making me do such disgusting things”.
Papa said “see Uma, I am only trying to find a simple and practical solution here. You have everything that I need and I have something that you need. So can we simply keep our feelings aside and try to help each other”.
I said “papa please try to find someone else to help you with this because I cannot”. He went away back to watching TV in the hall. I was in a mental dilemma because you know I have developed a craving for sex now and feeling papa’s erection in my butt had triggered my arousal.
On the other hand, he was your papa, so thinking sexually about him did not feel right. I also felt pity for him that he had been sporting a painful boner since morning.
Trying to find middle ground keeping my morales and his condition in mind, I decided to try and help him. If only a hand job is all he needed to relieve him of his pain, then I was going to give it to him.
I went to the living room where he was seated. Papa asked “what have you decided Uma”? I could not look at him because of shame, so I looked at the floor and asked “papa is it still hurting”?
He said “yes” grabbing it over his pyjamas as if trying to show me. I asked “if I use my hands to help you will it solve your problem”? He said “absolutely yes Uma, why? Have you made up your mind to help me”?
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