I retired at 60 and went to live in southern Africa, where I had lived before for some years. With me went my very attractive wife (who is much younger) and our four year old daughter. In Africa you employ maids, and we soon had two, a woman in her thirties, and Lizzie, who was a slim young 18 year old with a superb ass. She was married but her husband was away a lot. I was always very kind to her, and it soon became obvious she really liked me, so I began to find jobs for her to do with me while the other maid did something else (the house is very big).

The sexual tension began to build, so one day while my wife was shopping I kissed her, and she responded enthusiastically. I took her to a bedroom and got her stripped off, but I heard my wife's car come back, so all I could do was feel up her great ass, then we had to stop. A few days later, as soon as my wife went shopping, I gave the other maid something to do at the far end of the house, and got Lizzie into a bedroom, got her clothes off, and got straight down to work. She had an orgasm like I have never felt before, and I could feel her pussy spasming on my cock, gripping it really hard.

This happened many more times. Sometimes I would just grab her, pull her knickers off and fuck her hard, even forgetting to lock the door, and she seemed to like this much better than a more leisurely fuck, which most women seem to prefer. Anyway, her husband returned to live permanently, and wanted her to leave, so it ended. We replaced her with another 18 year old called Doris, who had a reputation as a bit of a local good time girl. I straight away told her that I wanted her to be my girlfriend, and she hummed and haahed a bit, but agreed when I told her I'd had a vasectomy. Anyway, the first time I got her into a bedroom, while my wife was out shopping she stripped off, lay back on the bed, and opened her legs. That, and the sight of her beautiful little tits, about the size of half gr**efruits with tiny nipples just drove me crazy. She loved sex, but after only a few times she gave me an STD (not sure what - antibiotics sorted it out, and luckily my wife, who I infected, accepted that it was a complication caused by the aftermath of the vasectomy). Anyway, Doris and I had to stop until it was cured, and she met a young guy who married her, so that was that.

Luckily for me Lizzie came back shortly afterwards, and asked for some back pay I owed her. I paid her in instalments, and every time she came for an instalment I'd fuck her, sometimes on cushions on the floor in a locked empty room, because we had to avoid the other two maids seeing us. Then two years went by, with no luck. I propositioned a few maids, but if they said no I never persisted. Then Millie came to work for us. We'd known her for some time, as she was friends with my daughter, although she was twenty, so a good few years older. She didn't have any great features, but was very pretty and slim. I'd always been very nice to her, but I was still surprised and delighted when I told her I'd like her to be my girlfriend, and she agreed instantly. It turned out she was a virgin, so I had to take it easy - starting off with kissing and feeling her up, then hands under clothes, hand into panties, stripping her off, etc etc. It took several weeks, and she'd go a bit further every week, then reach a point where she'd resist and say 'Next time". Of course we eventually reached the point where "next time" was going to be a fuck, but she didn't renege as I separated her legs and slid into her, and I'll always remember her sweet brown eyes looking up at me wonderingly as I deflowered her,

It was our regular Saturday morning thing for six months, while my wife went shopping with the other maid. Then Millie left to go to college, but I still sneak her in from time to time. I keep meaning to teach her some sexual variety, but when those frilly panties come down off her little black ass, I'm lost - I just jump on and bang away.

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by Anonymous on Sep 24, 2016 at 1:41 AM

By the way my age is wrong - I'm now 70. I now meet Millie once a week at a friend's place. I also pay for her to go through college. I have a great sex life - my very beautiful wife one a week, Millie once a week, and masturbate maybe twice a week. When I masturbate I fantasise that I am the maid, or my wife on one of her business trips giving in to temptation. I use my wife's frilly underwear and sexy corsets, high heels and a dildo for these fantasies. I've constructed a very elaborate one about my wife and posted it as a "confession", and it's going down very well, but I will reveal the truth of it after titillating my readers with a few more lurid scenes. Incidentally I can have no way of knowing that my wife is NOT doing such things, and I don't think she is for one minute. I certainly hope not. One randy bastard is enough!

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by Anonymous on Sep 24, 2016 at 9:55 AM

So those of you who have come from my fantasy post I apologise if my reality is a bit more boring. My fantasy was always to fuck maids, and as I say above I also fantasise about being the maid. I apologise that I didn't actually titillate the readers with any more fantasies in the other post, but I suddenly realised as I wrote the sombre ending that actually marriage break-up is a very depressing thing. Incidentally I twice had affairs with married women, once in Europe, once in Africa. The European husband became an alcoholic and the African one killed himself, so the ending that the fantasy story was pushing towards in which the unfaithful wife kills herself was not that unlikely.

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by Anonymous on Sep 27, 2016 at 9:53 AM

So when I first started screwing Millie I could see she didn't have orgasms, and like I say she turned me on so much I didn't really worry about it. She would always respond if I rubbed her clit however. Then now and again I would suddenly feel her pussy flood, and realise that either she'd just come or at least that s wave of desire had come over her. Sometimes she'd laugh with excitement before we did anything, other times she seemed subdued. In the meantime she got kicked out of college for non-payment. so I paid her fees, of (in dollars)$125, then did so again. Then instead of sneaking her into my house while my wife was out I got a friend who's single to let me use his house. This gave us more time. I could see that she had very romantic feelings towards me (I've known her since she was fifteen) and she always likes to snog like a teenager. So as soon as we go into my friend's house before we do anything else I'll hold her and snog with her for five minutes or so, then we go to the bedroom, and I undress. If I go into the bathroom she sits on the bed and doesn't undress. So I'll snog with her again, standing, and feel her bum and tell her to take her dress off. Then we'll kiss, and I slide my hand down to her clit, then after a decent interval we'll lie on the bed, and I'll take her bra off. Then we'll snog again, and I'll rub her clit, then turn her on her stomach, pull her panties down over her ass, and admire and fondle it. Then I'll roll her over, pull the panties right off, put a pillow under her butt, and fuck her as slowly as I can, kissing her all the time. Now since we've been at my friend's house she's relaxed a lot more. She used to lie with her hands behind her head, then I began to feel them fluttering on my back and side, and I realised she was really getting into it. So a few months ago I stuck my tongue in her ear, and felt her slight gasping very discreet orgasm. Every week she lets it go a bit more. After sex I lie with her and hold her for twenty minutes at least, she is so sweet, and was such a nice little virgin. So she told me last week that she had to have $125 for the last term and also $65 to enrol for the exams. I could see that she didn't like saying it, and that also she was frightened I'd just say 'tough' as that is two months wages for most people in this country - if they've even got a job. So this week I can't remember if it was before or after we had sex, I said to her 'I sorted your problem out, by the way,' and she said 'Oh thank you so much.' After we made love she used to lie there and I'd hold her, but this time she turned to me and put her arms round me and laid her head on my shoulder. It was really nice, as she's usually so shy. She said 'Without you I couldn't have stayed in college' and I said 'I know, but I like you so much I couldn't let that happen.' My God, we lay there just holding each other like two young lovers for the best part of half an hour. I know she loves me, she's a young girl in her first sexual relationship, but I have very strong feelings of love for her as well. I think the fact that I get involved this way is why women always want to marry me, but Millie is a very simple girl 46 years younger than me. We have no conversation. My wife is a highly attractive, tough, highly educaated and intelligent, wonderful person, a bit over-assertive, but she's my soul mate and I knew I wanted to marry her within two weeks of meeting her, and beat off three other contenders to do so. She's way more sophisticated than most of the whites I know here, but has retained that Aftican honesty that makes everyone admire her. So that's real love, but I also love the sweet, gentle, submissive Millie, and I really hope I don't hurt either of them. But Millie will qualify soon, and when she gets s job I suppose that will be the end of it for us. She says no, but I think we both know it would have to end. God damn, but I feel lucky! The African country I live in is a shithole in many ways, and I think it's only my sweet little Milie who keeps me here. My wife and I could leave any time.

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