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I messaged my mentor, and she was also of the same opinion. Now all that I needed was a solid excuse to lure Shyam. I picked up my phone and called my present gardener. To my good luck, he didn’t answer my call like he mostly does. This was all that I needed to put my plan into action.
Then I remembered that I already had so much gardening work pending. There were so many new saplings that I had bought from the local nursery. They had to be potted/planted, and my present gardener was AWOL as always. While I was on my phone, Shyam was feasting on my big boobs.
Knowingly, I pretended not to notice and let him continue staring. Since my present gardener didn’t answer my call, I used this excuse.
I said, “Shyam, looks like you came in at the right time. My current gardener is not answering his phone, and I have lots of pending work to be done. So when are you available to help me with it?”
His face lit up like morning sunshine. He quickly replied, “Madam, I am without a job right now, so I can start right away.”
I replied, “Shyam, that’s excellent news. Let me show you the work to be done. But first, tell me how much salary are you expecting”? He replied, “Madam, I am happy with whatever you pay me.”
I again insisted, but he stuck to the same reply. I decided to pay him at least the same as I was paying my previous gardener for now. Then revise it based on the quality of work he would do. Just as I completed my sentence, my baby started crying because she was hungry and wanted to be fed.
I looked at him and said, “Sorry, Shyam, you will need to wait because I need to feed my baby first.” He calmly replied, “Madam, why do you need to feed the baby? Vimla or Nirmala can do that for you.” I am like, how do I explain to this man that I need to breastfeed my baby, which the other two ladies cannot do?
Overwhelmed with embarrassment and frustration, I finally blurted out, “Shyam, please understand I need to feed my milk to my baby, which they cannot.” Now his face turned red with embarrassment, and he only nodded okay and looked away. There was an uncomfortable, deafening silence between us.
I realised and calmed down and said: “Shyam, you please go to the outhouse at the back of the house and get started with preparations while I join you.” He nodded okay, but didn’t move. I left from there to tend to my baby. I sat cross-legged on my bed with my baby on my lap.
I raised my t-shirt and undid my nursing bra, feeding one nipple to my baby. I lowered my t-shirt, covering up as much as possible. Not that I was shy if the two maids saw me. It was because today there was a man also in the house. Just then, Vimala and Nirmala walked in to sweep and mop this room.
They saw me feeding my baby, so they quietly left. While my baby sucked on my nipple, drinking my milk, I couldn’t help but reminisce about all the events of this morning, as it was my first time, and I felt really aroused now. A strange and strong kind of arousal that I have never felt before.
I could feel my pussy leaking like a stream, which had also never happened before. I was feeling overwhelmed with the urge to finger myself right now. But since I was still feeding my baby, I couldn’t. Then my arousal got the better of me. As they say, necessity is the mother of all innovation.
Since my baby was feeding from my left breast, I supported her with my left hand. Then I slipped my right hand down below and unbuttoned my shorts. I slipped my hand inside straight down to my dripping wet mound and was surprised to feel how wet I really was.
Even when I visualised myself in place of the lead characters in those sex stories, I never got this wet or felt so aroused. When my finger touched my sensitive clit I felt a high voltage electric shock rip through my body, making me jerk with never-before-felt pleasures.
I looked below, and my baby was still comfortably lying on my lap, drinking my milk. I slipped one finger inside my pussy and felt stronger jolts of high voltage pleasure rip through my body. This caused my back to arch, pulling my nipple away from my baby.
I quickly realised and fed her my nipple again before she began to cry. Now, my baby sucking my nipple itself was adding further to my arousal. I was consciously suppressing my moans by biting my lips so no one would hear what I was up to.
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After some time, my baby let go of my nipple, indicating that my milk was empty there. So, I turned her around and fed her my other nipple. After making her comfortable, I slipped my left hand down below into my shorts straight to my pussy.
I couldn’t believe I was actually masturbating while breastfeeding my baby. This was my first time, and it felt very different. It felt awesome. I was leaking so heavily down there that no doubt my shorts would already have a big wet patch by now.
Despite this, I was beyond caring because my orgasm was so bloody close to the edge. Blinded by my arousal and fuelled by my quickly nearing orgasm, I slipped two fingers inside my pussy. The next minute, my body shuddered and stiffened.
My eyes rolled back, my back arched, my breath paused, and I almost screamed. This was by far one of the best and strongest orgasms that I had experienced. My nipple got pulled away from my baby, making her cry. This brought me back to my senses immediately.
I quickly fed her my nipple again. Luckily, the two maids did not hear me. But after composing myself, I looked at the door and saw a shadow moving on the floor tiles. The sunlight from the living room windows was clearly casting a shadow of someone standing outside my bedroom door.
If it had been my maids, then they had no reason to be standing there. This only meant one thing. It had to be Shyam… Oh fuck. Shyam had been watching me breastfeeding my baby and also fingering myself. He had probably seen me orgasm too. I felt embarrassed and ashamed.
But at the same time, my naughty exhibitionist mind took over, triggering my arousal again. This was the first time in my life that something like this had happened. I realised that while feeding my baby from my other breast, I had forgotten to pull down my t-shirt to cover my boobs.
Fuck! More than half of my big tits were in the open, and Shyam must have seen it all. Now that the damage was done, I decided to stop worrying and instead enjoy this naughty game, which I had started. I continued sitting in the same position with my breasts in the open while still feeding my baby.
I made sure not to look directly at the door. Again, the shadow moved, and I saw Shyam peeping inside. So, my doubt was right. This was the first time I was exposing my big boobs to anyone except my husband. This felt really very thrilling as well as arousing.
Now that I was aware that a man was watching me and my boobs were fully in the open, my arousal skyrocketed again. I looked below and was surprised that my baby was still sucking my nipple because my second breast should have been empty by now.
I slowly pulled my baby away and squeezed my nipple, and milk oozed out. I was surprised that I still had milk left. The next moment, she started crying, so I fed her my nipple again. I moved my attention back to my voyeur, looking from the corner of my eyes.
I saw Shyam still peeping inside, but this time the corner of his elbow was also visible. I could see his hand moving down below, and that sent my arousal skyrocketing again. Holy fuck! Shyam was definitely stroking his cock while watching me. I have never felt so aroused ever before.
Now, on purpose, I very daringly slipped my other free hand down below and resumed fingering my overly excited clit. My pussy was on fire, and each time my finger went inside, more of my juices would gush out. I didn’t bother to cover my breasts now and left them more than half exposed.
Shyam’s hand movements became faster while watching me now. This was my first experience masturbating to a stranger, and my next orgasm was building rapidly. I looked below, and my baby was fast asleep already. Just out of curiosity, I squeezed both my nipples one by one, and milk oozed out from both.
I was surprised at so much increase in my milk supply. I also remembered I had forgotten to take my anti depression meds today, and still I was feeling normal. I was pleasantly surprised to see so much improvement. I stealthily looked at the door, and now I could see his hand moving much faster.
I could also see more than half his face peeping inside. Shyam was licking his lips while watching me masturbate. Oh fuck! This was too arousing for me to control. I placed my baby on my bed and lay down on my back. I pulled my t-shirt up to my neck and cupped my one breast with my hand.
While lying down, I pushed my shorts and panties fully down to my ankles and off. I was lying on my bed fully naked except for the t-shirt around my neck. I was bloody turned on now, and with Shyam watching me masturbate while he was also stroking his cock only made it worse.
I spread my legs with my knees folded, revealing my womanhood to him in all its glory. Fuck! I was now masturbating myself to an eager voyeur who was watching me practically naked. This time, I bit my lips but still couldn’t suppress a moan when the strongest of orgasms hit me like a hurricane.
It took me a while to come back to my senses. I looked straight at my door, and the shadow was now gone. What was left were loads of splashes of thick white liquid slowly trickling down my bedroom door. Fuck! My voyeur had also cum with me while watching me masturbate…
And he had left behind his sperm liberally splashed across my bedroom door. I have never touched sperm before, but now I have an overwhelming urge to touch it. I quickly put on my shorts, corrected my bra and t-shirt. I rushed to the door. I looked outside and didn’t find anyone.
I could overhear both ladies talking in the kitchen. I saw the drops of Shyam’s thick sperm slowly trickling down my door and touched it. Then I scooped it up with my fingers and brought it to my nose. I couldn’t smell anything, so I don’t know why. I stuck my tongue out and licked the drop off my finger.
Holy shit! This was the first time I was doing this, and I don’t know what came over me, pushing me to do it. The taste was different; unlike anything I have tasted before, but I kind of liked it. My mind was fogged with my arousal, making me lick my finger again and again.
I quickly scooped up all his cum drops from my door and licked and swallowed them all. Fuck I never did this when Ramesh’s cum leaks out of my pussy after he is done fucking me. But for some unexplainable reasons, I was doing this for Shyam.
By the time I licked and swallowed the last drop I could collect, there was no evidence left that Shyam had cum on my bedroom door. I felt a strange sense of excitement and repeated arousal after licking and swallowing Shyam’s cum. I didn’t find it tasty but kind of intoxicating and arousing like an aphrodisiac.
I went back and put my baby girl back in her cradle. Then I went to my bathroom to clean up. I sat on the commode, taking a long-awaited piss break. I looked below, and more than half of my shorts were soaking wet. I messaged my mentor telling her everything that had happened.
She advised me against washing my pussy or changing my panties. She asked me to remain like that and just change into a short skirt while still wearing my cum soaked panties. I don’t know why she asked me to do this, so I asked.
She said she wanted the smell of my juices to linger because when Shyam catches my smell, he will feel aroused and uncontrollably drawn towards me. So I changed into a loose knee-length skirt because that is what I had on hand.
To Be Continued
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