Ass Fucked By Servant

Hi guys, I am Deepal,24, and after a lot of holding it inside I have finally found a place in here where I can lighten up my heart by sharing this real life experience of mine. I always kept it inside my mind and couldn?t share it with anybody, but with platform as this site, i find it the best to share my experience.


I am 5?9? in height and around 65 kgs in weight and very fair complexion and by god?s grace I have no hair on my body except my head of course and yes I am proud to say that I am a guy even after this experience and have had a very dynamic experience with a very strong and masculine guy, who really changed the dimensions of my thinking.


It was somewhere around 1 week ago, during the winter time of January, I was going home from college and as I entered my society, and went towards the elevator (coz I live on the 6th floor),I saw a guy waiting there before me, he was an inch or 2 shorter than me, but he had a very masculine built for his height and very strong arms and that for the first time set my pulse racing and I noticed that something happened inside me after seeing this guy, it had happened for the very first time.


We didn?t talk, as we were strangers, but when we stepped in the elevator, I noticed he lived a floor above mine ,i.e. the 7th floor. I stepped out of the elevator and for once nothing was on my mind besides him. Then I went home. Then I couldn?t get to see him for a few days, and after some 3 weeks he rang our door bell and asked for a cloth that had fallen from his balcony to ours. I went outside and fetched it for him. I enquired about him and that?s when I got to know that he is a servant on the house just above mine, and that to a full time one.


His strong manly built and big arms were my primary focal attention, and don?t know why, but every alternate second I kept looking at them, which was liable to get noticed and he did notice that thing. For the moment, he didn?t respond anything and went to his place. Next day in the morning, I met him again while going down the escalator, he was wearing a striped t-shirt and I saw him and thought of making a move or else neither would he give in, nor would I get a start, but had a fear in my mind that what he dislikes this move and tells somebody,

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I made a move for which I could say that it happened by mistake. So as the escalator was about to reach the ground floor I moved forward and groped on his butt as if I had imbalanced, and my was that some hard butt, strong one it was. And then I thought that If I apologies he would take it as a natural mistake, so I started moving out of the lift and without saying anything. That was a Saturday morning, and since my parents are both working and colleges are off on Saturday, I was alone in house.


So when I came back to my home at around 2 in the afternoon, I saw him standing at the front door, I enquired his presence at the door, he said a towel had dropped by mistake from his balcony to ours. So this time I thought of giving him a signal and instead of asking him to wait outside the house like last time, I asked him to come in and sit on sofa and wished that he takes some advantage. As I went outside, I saw the orange towel and fetched it, I brought it back and while getting up from the sofa, he held my waist in his arms and I gave him a shy look and thank goodness, he smiled back and winked at me.


Oh my was I excited and several ideas and positions of kamasutra started to flow in my head. He pulled me towards himself and asked me,? You are very naughty?, I was in his arms and for a second I blushed,?I then put my arms on his shoulders and we smooched, and after a pause, we started kissing deeply ,his tongue was mixing his saliva in my mouth and I was sucking his tongue hard and he kept pressing my buttocks while kissing, I was awestruck for the next minute and felt like my man has come and I am in his arms. He was feeling my side body and waist from my shirt.


Then suddenly I stopped him and thought that since in India, servants of other people are not considered equal to a guest and if my parents come and find him inside the house, then they would be angered and would create a scene. I asked him to leave for the moment and plan something. He said he will call me on my phone and we exchanged numbers. Since in modern apartments ,a secluded servant quarter is built outside the house for the servant to live in, so he lived in that servant quarter of the floor above,