My Virgin Maid - Sarita

This happened when I was in the final year of my engineering. I was studying while living with our family. We had a housemaid named Sarita. She had worked for us for such a long time that she had virtually became a family member. Actually her mother was housemaid at our residence but she started employing Sarita at an early age whenever she was not available. My mother liked Sarita as she did a better job and so she persisted with her. We never treated her as just a maid. My parents nearly treated her as their third child. We helped her in her schooling, she celebrated all our festivals with us, and she also got new clothes along with my sister and me. We even took her with us on a few occasions out of town.Sarita was a petite girl and was slightly on the bulkier side. She had huge tits and a very prominent ass. She was not that good looking but had overall nice features on her face. Her body had very nice contours. I especially liked her protruding lips and her long black hair. She was fond of makeup and often used my sister’s kit. She and my sister were nearly of same age but her tits were more prominent than my sisters. At that time, I was dying to give my Lund some real fun. A few months earlier I had had my first sexual experience with my Mami (maternal aunt) when I was on training at Bhopal . After that I have not had any choot. I was like a man-eater tiger that had just tasted human blood and was wanting some more. Sex was still very new and there was lot to explore. I used to masturbate regularly, often imagining my first time with aunt. I had manage to watch a few porn movies and had some porn magazines tucked somewhere in my books. But I was dying to get a woman under me. I wanted that heavenly experience of inserting my Lund in the choot and ****ing it real hard till I came. I wanted to feel and massage the boobs and suck them hard.Sarita used to come in the morning and used to do the floor cleaning services. First she would broom clean it and then she used to wet clean the floor. Whenever I was at home at that time, I used to look forward to Sarita doing my room. As, then I could get a nice peek at her shapely boobs, as she would bend down to clean the floor. On a few occasions I was lucky to have seen her panty as she sat on the floor on her toes to wet clean the floor with a washcloth as she was wearing a frock that day. Even if she wore Indian dress of shalwar kameez, I would look at her contours with lust imagining what I would do if I could have her. Most often that gave me a hard on and I masturbated in the bathroom. I thought she did not notice my lusty and hungry looks. But I was wrong, as I would come to know soon. During those days, sometime in February, we had to go to Bombay to attend a family wedding. I was doing very well academically so far and did not want to ruin my final year. So, I was not going to go. As it was a wedding of very close relative, rest of my family decided to go leaving me alone back home. Sarita was requested to cook for me while my family was gone. This was usual as whenever my mom and sister went away, Sarita used to take charge of cooking. They would be gone for 5 days. I had already made plans to watch a lot of porn movies and masturbate.The day my family left, I was in college. When I came back in the evening, I found food already cooked and some notes instructing me to take care of some errands. I went out, brought some porn and watched till late night while masturbating to the fullest of my energy. But I was still not able to get same level of satisfaction and release that a man gets after having sex. I was so wild and horny that I decided to do something about this. The situation has offered me an excellent chance to try something with Sarita and I was emboldened by the raunchy porno. I decided to bunk my next day’s classes and take my chances.Next morning, I woke up by the ring of doorbell. I knew it would be the milkman. The milkman often left the milk bottles outside the door but still rang the bell to tell my mom that the milk is here. I was not in a mood to get up. Sarita would be coming soon so I had to get up and open the door for her anyway. She would bring the bottles in. I woke up again in a while by another doorbell. I was sure it was Sarita this time. I got up, unlocked the door, found Sarita standing there and without saying a word I went back to bed. After a while I was woken up by a feminine voice uttering my name. “bobby…bobby...” I opened my eyes and Saw Sarita with a cup in hand trying to wake me up. She had brought me my morning tea. With a wide yawn I asked her to put that cup on my study table and I got up and went into bathroom for my morning chores. When I came back she was not in the room. She must have gone back to clean up other rooms I thought. I went to my study table to have my tea and I was surprised to find the newspaper beside it. It appeared that my mom had given detailed instructions to Sarita.I was wondering how I would initiate something so that it might lead to me getting lucky. I was sipping the tea and reading the news when Sarita entered the room with the broom to clean the floors. She was wearing a frock with flowery print and her long hair tied by a ribbon. I wondered what colored panty she was wearing. She started cleaning the room from a far right corner. I was anxious to take a look at her boobs when she came near me to clean up. I was looking at her body as she had her back towards me. She was bent at the hips and was using the broom. Then she turned and was facing me. As she continued using the broom while bending, I got a nice peek at the gap between her boobs through the neck opening of her dress. I could see the nice curvature of her boobs. As they were huge, they hung nicely as she bent giving me a look at her deep gap between her boobs. My prick started growing in size. I was getting a hard on.She left the room and returned with a bucket and a washcloth to clean the floor. She sat down on her toes and started wiping the floor with the wet cloth. She was facing away from me and I was admiring her buttocks. As she turned towards me with her eyes on the floor, I thought I would get to see her panties but she covered that are with her frock. I cursed in my mind. I was eager to take a look at her panty. When she was near me, with me sitting on the chair, I dropped a page from the newspaper. As she moved ahead to pick that up and hand it over to me, she had to take her hand away from the frock by which she was holding it and I took my chance to take a look at her panty. She was wearing white panty that day. My Luund throbbed with excitement. She completed her cleaning and left the room. I was not sure how I was going to initiate. Or even if I made my move, I was not sure how she was going to react. What if I made a move and she reported it to my parents. That will be so embarrassing. I did not do what to do. I was horny and was not getting any chance to make a move. I decided to take a bath to cool myself down. As I entered the bathroom I saw her cooking in the kitchen. I took a cold shower for a good time and as I looked for a towel in the bathroom, I was shocked to find none in there. Now I was in a soup. What was I going to do? I was too ashamed to ask Sarita to fetch my towel. I tried to wipe myself up using my vests that I had removed before bath but it did not work. I decided to get out quietly and get into my room before Sarita could see me. I opened the bathroom door slowly and moved my head into the narrow opening to see if Sarita was anywhere near. She was not to be seen. I thought she might be doing the laundry. I slowly and quietly got out of the half open bathroom door, nude and wet, and began tiptoeing towards my room. As I came near my room, I felt someone was in the room. Without making any sort of noise, standing still where I was, I bent forward slowly, raising my body up on my toes and tried to take a look inside. What I saw was unbelievable. I was shocked for a while. It was Sarita sitting on my bed and looking at one of my porno magazine collection. How the hell did she find my stuff out, I wondered. I used to pride myself up on my immaculate hiding skills till that time as my parents or sister had never even doubted that I had hidden something like that.Now what was I going to do? How was I going to dry myself up? I was standing there still thinking on my next course of action. Sarita was looking at the magazine, taking her time on every page, enjoying the white nude bodies and hardcore pictures of white men ****ing white women, their Luunds, the choots, the breasts, everything. She was slowly turning pages and was breathing heavily. I could sense that she was hot. Was this the chance that I was looking for, I wondered. She had no idea that I was looking at her. I was enjoying the sight of watching that girl reading my porn. Imagine a wet nude guy watching a girl reading porn. Not knowing what to do, I crawled back to bathroom. Now I had no alternative than calling Sarita to help me out. So I yelled from bathroom, “Sarita, meri madad karo thodi.” She did not speak. I could hear the noise of my bed sheets, as she must have tried to place my magazine back below the mattress hurriedly.“haan bobby..ruko mai aa rahi hoon.” She answered back in the native language that we both speak. “mai aa rahi hoon or I am cumming” I smiled mischievously. I was standing inside bathroom holding the door open wide enough for her to see my face but was hiding my nude body behind the door. As she came near bathroom, I asked her,” mai mera towel bhul gaya hoon. Mujhe mera towel la dogi kya?” haan haan .. jarur.. ek second ruko mai abhi lati hoon.” And she left to fetch the towel. As she brought the towel, I was so relieved to have at last ended the embarrassing episode that I surged ahead to grab that towel and ended up opening the door wide open for her to see me naked. I was standing in the bathroom door naked and wet and she was standing slightly away from the door outside holding the towel and gaping at my body. Her eyes were fixated at my Luund for a while. When we both realized where we were she threw the towel on the floor and ran towards the kitchen screaming “Oooi maaa” and laughing. I had just doubled my embarrassment. I somehow grabbed the towel, entered the bathroom, wiped myself up and came out wrapping the same towel around my hips. I straightway headed towards Sarita who was in kitchen, still a smile on her face, which widened as I approached her. I went to her, stood near her, slightly behind her. She was cooking something. I spoke, “ Sarita, tumne mujhe nanga dekha hai ab mai bhi tumhe nanga dekhunga” She turned around to look at me with a shock on her face and said, “bilkul nahi.. tum kya paagal ho gaye ho?” I said, “ Come on. Aise hi hisab barabar hoga.. tumne mera sab dekha hai ab mai bhi tumhara sab dekhunga.” “ maine koyi jaan bujhakar nahi dekha ye to achanak ho gaya hai.. tum apna towel bhul gaye the isliye mujhe sab dikh gaya .. tum mera kyu dekhoge? Tum ek badmash ladke ho.” She said while resuming what she was doing. “ haan lekin akhir me kya hua? Tumne mere sab private part dekh liye naa. Isliye mai bhi dekhna chahta hu.” I persisted. She was unrelenting and I wanted my revenge. I dropped my towel and told her “dekho ab ye achanak nahi hai .. tumne ek baar dekha , ab fir se dekho.. mai bura nahi manunga. Tum ise dekho aur fir tumhara mujhe dikhao” She turned back and was aghast at seeing me standing nude. Her eyes scanned my entire body and went back repeatedly to my Luund . She had just seen hardcore pictures in the porno and now she was seeing a live man nude in front of her. She tried to gain the composure but I guess she could not. I sought the moment and went near her. I took her hand and said, “dekho Sarita tum ise chhu kar bhi dekh sakti ho.. mere nange badan ko, meri khuli chhti, mera pet.. mera ye hathiyaar.. chhuna chahti ho? Kis ko chhu kar dekhna achcha lagega Sarita? Saying this I was moving her palm on my chest, tummy and my arms. She tried to resist initially but she could do much against my force. The touch of my chest and hair on it must have given her goose bumps.“chalo ab mujhe tumhe nangi dekhne do.” I stuck to my aim. And this time I did not stop at mere words but surged forwards and held her arm and turned her towards me. “ bobby.. kya kar rahe ho?” she said while resisting but she turned. “kuch nahi bas tumhara fock nikal raha hoon. ” I said calmly. “nahii ..bobby.. tum aisa nahi karoge bobby. Ye galat hai.” Sarita. .. isme kya galat hai.. Sarita kisi ko kuch pata nahi chalega.. kyat um chahti ho ki mai mere ghar ke logon se kahu ki tumne mujhe nanga dekha hai. Aur tum mere room ki wo nangi picture ki kitaabe bhi dekh rahi thi.? Mai unse ye bhi keh sakta hoon ki tumne mera kuch saman churaya hai.. bhale hi tumne nahi churaya ho.” Now she was shocked. “kaun si kitaab?” she feigned ignorance. “Sarita, mujhase jhooth mat bolo maine dekha hai tum mere bed par baith kar wo kitaabe aur usme ki sab tasweer dekh rhi thi. Mere pas to ek iski picture bhi hai.. dekho hum dono ab bade ho gaye hai.. aur is umar me ye sab karma galat nahi hai.. tum chaho to wo kitaabe dekh sakti ho.. aur agar chaho to to wo picure bhi hum dono sath me dekhenge.” “I enticed her. While I was talking to her, seeing directly in her eyes, my hands were working on the buttons of her frock in the rear to undo them. I was touching her bare feet with my toes. I knew she was getting hot. I could feel her breathing get heavy and warm.“Nahi bobby.. ye thik nahi hai.. kuch ho gaya to” She said while resisting and pushing me away from her. “Kya galat hai aur kya sahi hai.. hum dono jante hai ki hame iski jarurat hai.. Sarita.. kisi ko kuch pata nahi chalega.. aur mujhe to isme koyi burayi nahi dikh rahi hai. Aur maine ye kiya hai pehale is liye darne ki koyi baat nahi hai… mujh par bharosa karo.. bahut maja ayega.. aur tum hamesha karna chahogi. Ye tumhara pehali baar hai na?” I enquired expectantly. “haan, maine pehale kabhi nahi kiya.. maine mere maa aur pitaji ko dekha hai. Hum log jab so jate hai to wo karte hai kabhi kabhi. Lekin mujhe dar lagta hai tum mujhe maa bana doge. Mere pet me bachcha aa jayega. She said innocently. I was so thrilled that if I got lucky I was going to get a virgin. “arey bewkoofon jaisa mat bolo mai condom laga lunga. Tum maa nahi banogi. Ok? I said. I knew where my dad kept his supply of condoms. I could steal one without him knowing about it. “mujhe nahi malum.. lekin mujhe dar lag raha hai bahut dar lag raha hai bobby,” She was still worried. “Ok, pehale ye karte hai.. abhi chudayi ke bare me mat socho.. abhi sirf nangi ho jaao. Mujhe tumhara ye gadraya badan dekhne do, chhune do. Aur tum bhi mera sab dekho aur chhu kar dekho.. uske baad agar tumhara dil chudayi ke liye tayyar ho to fir chudayi karenge. Ok?” I wanted to give a pat on my back as I said this. She relaxed her body. Her resistance was gone now. She seemed to see no harm in that. After all I was not forcing her to do sex. She had an option. She turned to switch the gas off and started washing her hands. I took that as a sign of approval and moving near her; I unbuttoned her frock and let it fell down on the floor. She was wearing a chemise inside. She took her feet out of the frock and turned to face me. I asked politely in smooth voice.” Sarita, kya mai tumhe chum sakta hoon?”.She nodded looking down. I raised her chin by my hand and moving even closer put my lips on hers. Her lips were trembling. She seemed unsure to open her mouth. I parted her lips with my tongue and started sucking her full lips. I inserted my tongue in her mouth and tried to find her tongue. As I found her tongue, I sucked her tongue. She moved her hands and grabbed my back. I pulled her tightly towards me and now we were in a tight embrace. She was shaking. Her body was getting warmer. Her palms were moving on my naked back. She did not respond with the kiss. May be she did not know how to do it. I took my tongue out of her mouth and looked in her eyes. I saw a different kind of look for the first time. She was radiating and her eyes were bright.“tum mujhe chumo.” I murmured softly in her ear. She tried to learn something from my kiss and holding my face in her palms she put her wet lips on mine. I let her suck my lips. She inserted her tongue inside my mouth and started sucking my tongue. We had not moved and were standing holding each other, she in her chemise and I butt naked. My erect Lund was touching her naval area. She kissed me hard and long and then kissed me on my cheeks.I slowly lifted her chemise from below and lifted it till I could see her bra. She thought I wanted to remove her chemise so she raised her hands. I obliged and pulled her chemise over head, removed and threw on the dining table. Now she was in her white bra and white panty. I was growing wild now. I held her boobs over her bra and moved my other palm on her stomach. She turned around as if to suggest that I would need to take out her bra. I unhooked the bra after a fumble; she removed it, threw it on the dining table and turned to face me. There they were, her nice shapely full tits with hard nipples all for me to caress and suck. I touched her boobs tenderly and then tried to size them up by moving my palms all over her boobs. She was looking at my hand moving on her boobs. I caressed them slowly and massaged them. Then I increased my force and pressed them hard and I could hear her moan. I played with her boobs to my satisfaction and then sat down on my knees to take them in my mouth. I sucked her nipples, chewing them and making her say “uunnnn. Ouchhh.aahhhh..bobbyyyy..aur karo..achcha lagta hai” Then I took her full breasts in my mouth and sucked them one by one. She was moving her hand lovingly through my hair now. I released her boobs from my mouth and asked her, “kaisa lag raha hai saru?” She replied with a smile, “Ummm… bahut achcha.. lekin kato mat meri ghundi ko.. dard hota hai.. chuste ho to achcha lagta hai” I smiled and got back to sucking her breasts. I was sucking one of her boobs and caressing and pinching the other. When I was fully satisfied enjoying her boobs, I kissed her belly button and kissed all over her tummy. Then I turned my attention to her panty. At last I was getting to touch, smell, and feel her panty. I moved my fingers over her white panty. I could see some of her chootl hair peeking out of the panty. I smelled it rubbing my nose on it and smooched it. I slowly pulled the panty down and out of her feet. Now Sarita was completely naked. I moved away from her and took a good look at her naked body.“Ab khush huye” she said smilingly. I said, “haan.. ohh Sarita kya sexy badan hai tumhara.. tum nangi bahutu khubsurat lag rahi ho” After a good look, I hugged her. There were two naked bodies in a tight and warm embrace. Our bodies and breath were getting hotter. “chalo bedroom me chalet hai.. mere pair dukhne lage hai khade khade.” I said. She did not say anything, just started walking towards my parents’ bedroom. Once in the bedroom, she laid on the bed on her back. I sat beside her and explored her naked body with my hungry eyes. Shame was overwhelming her. I gave her a long French kiss and moved my hand on her body. Then I gave a smooch on her choot and moved my fingers through her bush. I parted her legs and rubbed a finger though the slit. I was fingering a virgin slit. I was touching where no man has ever touched. I applied some saliva on my finger and continued my fingering her slit. Slowly I inserted my finger in her virgin choot and started finger ****ing her. That was too much for her. She let go of her loud cry with ecstasy. “Shhhh… dheere dheere Sarita.” I tried to silence her. “ohhhh. ummmmm. Bahuuuut achchaa.lag rahaa haaaiiii..ahhh” Sarita. Her choot was now getting wet and warmer. I was enjoying moving my finger inside her warm and wet choot. I was touching and pressing her inner walls and her g-spot with my finger. It appeared it was her first time as soon as I touched her g-spot she moaned loudly. “aaiiiiiiiiiiiiiii. Maaaaaaaa. Off…unhhhhh. Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa….” I liked her moaning which perked me up. Then I buried my nose in her bush and smelled her choot. I slowly licked her major and minor and moved my tongue over her slit. That sent her packing. She growled like a tigress. “kyaaaaaaaaaaa .. kar rahe hoooo..ooohh.. nahiiiiiiiiiiiiii pleazzzzzzzzzz nahiiiiiiiiiiii..aisa mat karooo.ooohhh.. maa…I continued my tongue massage of her wet choot. I parted her choot lips slightly and licked the visible sections of her choot. I licked on her clitoris. Then I sucked her choot lips. She cried.”mmmmmm Uffff… bahut achcha lag rahaaaaaaa… mujhe andar dalooo… tumhara ye hathiyaar andar..doooo.. jeeebh nahiii.. lund daalo…” I replied, “ Milega meri rani ye bhi.. dalunga.. thoda maja aur lo” mujhe tumhari choot ka ye ras to pee lene do.. kitna swadisht hai”.. I sucked her choot and licked her pre cum. Then I got up and laid on her. I whispered in her ear, “Sarita darling, tumne us kitaab me dekha hai na kaise aurat mardo ka ye munh me leti hai aur chusati hai” She nodded. “ mai bhi chahta hu kit um mera ye sehlaao ise pyaar karo aur chuso.. ise lund kehate hai ye to malum hai na?” I expressed my desire. She begged me, “abhi nahiii pehale mujhe chodo.. mai baad me chus dungi.. meri choot ab lund maang rahi hai.. bahut aag lagi hai. Meri choot ko chod do aaj.” All her conversation was in our native language. “ nahi Sarita pehale ise chuso nahi to mai tumhe nahi chodunga” I did not budge. I got up and stood by the bedside holding my Lund in hand. She sat up, looked at my erect long and hard Lund and took it in her hand slowly. I asked her to stroke it gently first. She stroked it gently, watching it avidly. It was evident that she was not only touching and holding a man’s Lund for the first time but she was seeing it from this close for the first time. But just to confirm and to get her opinion I asked her, “Tumne iske pehale kabhi Lund dekha Sarita”? Sarita, “ kya matlab hai tumhara..? nahi maine Lund pehali baar tumhari kitaab me dekha hai. Aur ye pehali baar asali Lund dekh rahi hoon tumhara ye mota wala… bobby tumhara lund us picture se bhi jyada lamba aur mota hai.. sach me bahut achcha aur khub surat lund hai tumhara. Kitna mulayam hai “ She continued stroking it. She then slowly pushed my foreskin away from head and saw the slit closely. “karti raho.. tumhari jeebh us ched par lagaao..” I encouraged her. She hesitated. I pushed my Lund close to her mouth. She opened her mouth and put her tongue tip on the eye of my Lund . She moved it along the slit. “ Ise munh me lo..sarita..aahhh plzz aur andar..lo.. munh kholo aur..”. I begged her. She continued her licking my head as if she did not hear me. She was taking her time. She ran her tongue along my Lund ’s length and then slowly opening her mouth wide open, took it in her mouth. I was smiling with pleasure. I asked her to massage my balls, which she did. I asked her to keep her mouth open and ****ed her mouth. I thrust my Lund so deep that it reached her throat. She pulled away to take a gulp. Then she held my Lund and again took it her mouth and began giving me blowjob. I remembered my mami’s blowjob. It had been a while I thought. Mami was experienced but Sarita was also not that bad. She was learning quickly. She sucked and licked the Lund taking clues from the porn. I could see my pre-cum oozing out of my Lund . I thought before I cum in her mouth, I should enjoy her choot. “Sarita kyat um ise choot ke andar lene ke liye tayyar ho?” I asked her. Without saying anything, she got up and threw herself on bed on her back. I had to get a condom fast. I knew where I would find one. I got a condom quickly stealing from my dad’s quota and placed it on my Lund . She watched it curiously. I held her legs apart, and placed the tip of my condom-clad Lund on her choot slit. Then I realized I was going to **** a virgin. I had read that normally girls bleed when they get ****ed for the first time and I did not want to ruin my parent’s bed, so I got up, brought my towel from kitchen and placed it under her ass. Now I was all set to **** her. I pushed my Lund slowly in her wet choot. Her choot seemed tight even after so much of finger ****ing and tongue ****ing. I had to apply more force. I pushed my Lund harder this time and it slid in her choot. Sarita screamed,”aaaaaiiiiiii….uuuuuiiiiii maaaaaaa……marrrr gaayiiiii… kyaa karr ..rahe hooo… bahut.. dard.. ho raha haii.. bahar ..nikaaloo.. ohh maa..mai nahi le sakti ye… tumhara.. bahut mota..haii.. meri choot bahut choti haii.. plzz..bahar.. nikalo..bobbyy.. baahaar..niii..kaa..lo.. aaaaaaaaaaahh Aaaaaaa… unnnn..ooahhhhh.” “daro mat Sarita.. pehali baar thoda dard hoga.. thoda sahan karo fir bahut maja ayega.. dard bhi nahi rahega.. daro mat.. mai bahut aaaram se karunga..” I tried to console her. I pushed it harder and let it go deeper in her choot. It was sliding slowly in her tight choot. With another push I buried my Lund deep inside her choot. I felt her hymen was broken now. And she shouted and bite on my shoulder..she shouted loud ..”oohhhhhhh bobbyyyyy… mai marii… bahar ni..ka..lo… fat gayiii.. ufffff kya ghusa diyaa.. . I started giving her shots slowly with shorter withdrawals. Now she was relaxing and enjoying. I let my body fell on her and continued my ****ing. She clutched me from behind and buried her nails in my back. She must have scratched me at a number of placed. I was in no mood to mind that and was enjoying my ****ing a virgin. This was feeling great. My mami’s choot was also great but wasn’t this tight. Now I knew the difference between a virgin choot and an experienced choot. “Sarita.. meri rani.. ab kaisa lag raha hai..tumhari choot ne lund le liya hai ab.?”I asked. “uuunnnnhhhh… sshhhh.. ohhhh. Baad me bolungii.. aahhhh.” She was in no mood to talk. She could not talk, I thought. Now I varied the speed of my shots and began ****ing her with long shots and with a greater force and speed. She was encouraging me by holding her legs apart. I was banging her with full force with long withdrawals. Now the room was filled with our moaning and the noise of my Lund sliding in her wet choot.We both wanted to come, it seemed. She was moving her ass to get my entire thing in her choot. My Lund seemed abnormally thicker now. I was wild and on full seam. I was banging her, hard and fast. I was on the verge of coming now. I prayed that we both came at same time. One final push and I came. She screamed, “arrghhhh….. ooohhhh.. mera kuchch.. niklaaaaaaa…. Mai gayiiiiiii.. oohhhhh bobbyyyy Ohhhhhhhh.. jor se…aur jor seeee… . Oooouuuii Maaaaa….”. She had an orgasm. Her first orgasm. I had just ****ed a virgin. I sank on her. We stayed there for a while till my Lund shrunk. I got up, removed the condom and put it in a grocery plastic bag to throw it later. She was lying there with her eyes closed. I kissed her on her lips and whispered, “Sarita, bahutu maja ayaa.. tum bahut achchii ho..” She just pulled me in an embrace as a response. After a while, we got up, cleaned our bodies and got dressed. She went to the kitchen to cook and I tried to finish reading the newspaper. But I could not concentrate on reading. How could I? I had just ****ed Sarita, a virgin, a girl I was dreaming about. Sarita called me for lunch. “mujhe aur do-teen jagah kaam par jaana hai.. tum apna khana kha lo.. mai kal subah aaungi..” She declared. I was not in a mood to let her go.” Nahi Sarita itani beraham mat bano.. tum kahin nahi jaaogi. Hamne abhi abhi to masti ka ek naya tareek dhundha hai.. aur maja lena hai. Aur aisa mauka bar bar nahi milega.. nahi mai is mauke ko barbaad nahi kar sakta. Hum aaj din bhar chudayi karenge.” I said “Nahi bobby hum aisa nahi kar sakte.. aur meri choot me bahut dard hai.. chalne me bhi takleef ho rahi hai.. bahut suj gayi hai. Aur khoon bhi nikla hai tumhare towel par dekho.. aur mujhe dusare kaam par jana hai.. wo kaam kaun karega” She resistsed. “Sarita kya iske pehale tumne kaam se ****ti nahi li hai, mujhe yaad hai bahut baar tum kaam par nahi ayi ho, vaisa hi aaj dusari jagah kar do.” I reasoned. “mere sath khana khao fir hum aur chudayi karenge, aur maja ayega.. mai aur dusare tareeke se tumhe chodunga” I held her hand and forced to sit on a chair. She also wanted more, I guessed as she sat reluctantly. We ate our lunch quietly. After lunch and after she had cleared the table, we watched the porn video together. I ****ed her 3 more times that day and enjoyed oral sex a lot. Since that day it was no-shame affair. I did not go to college all five days my family was away. Sarita either completed her other engagements before coming to our place or delegated them to someone. She stayed over all day enjoying incredible sex. She told me how she used to witness sex between her mom and dad in her small house. She also confessed that how she found out about my porn collection and how she used to read it whenever we were away. I promised her to share all my porn collection with her and extracted her promise to let me **** her regularly.Our “honeymoon” ended in five days. What an incredible five days they were. After that we did find a number of occasions to **** each other. Even if someone was at home, we used to fondle each other and kiss each other when she used to clean my room. I ****ed her numerous times till I moved to INDORE for work. We were lucky to get a chance to have sex before I left. I gave my entire porn collection to her. We did exchange a couple of steamy letters initially but soon the stream of letters ended. On my first trip back home, I brought her a nice dress. I gave it to her in private at a hotel room I had booked for a day just to **** her. She was also burning for me everyday. She was busy with her college and work. She confessed that now she used look at every man with lust.Soon after I returned back to Bombay , I heard that she got married to a guy her parents found for her. She had moved to another town and had stopped working as a maid. She was now teaching 5 year olds in a school. I felt happy for her. I was not going to marry her anyways though I would have liked to **** her more. But now I am just wondering how would it like be to **** her again if she happens to be in town when I am visiting home next summer. Ummm.. That would be fun, I guess. What do you think?