Virginity Finally Lost To Maid Surekha – Part 1
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Hello guys. My name’s Harry (name changed). I’m a 24 year old academically well oriented guy who is regarded good looking by most people around but never managed to date any girl due to lack of confidence and moreover due to my ambitious behavior. I could never ever fantasies on any girl and the only reason being that my dick always worshiped the lady I loved for years.. My maid.. My Rani. Surekha Rani (name changed). I found her good looking to work as a maid. Describing her she was quite tall and had a slim and slender body. She had appropriate sized breasts not big and definitely not flat and well curved arse. She had a slender face and a wheatish complexioned skin tone. She always wore salvaar kameez that fit her well. Apparently she was quite popular in the society as a maid who looks more like a bank employee. Being an avid chatterbox she used to call me hero and I always liked her. She was divorced as her husband was already married but have her a baby girl to bear. A tiny lean girl as I would see her sometimes playing around in the house. It so happened a year later when I happened to fetch a glimpse for her deep cleavage while mopping the floor. I swear to god that was the first time I got an erection in my life. It was a discomfort the first time I encountered a throbbing meat inside my pants. That site never escaped my head and few days later while rolling on the floor thinking about her I felt the urge to apply some pressure on my erection making my discomfort a comfortable thing and I suddenly felt an urge of pleasure by the automatic squeezing of my urine pipe which made me rush to the bathroom and what I saw simply blew away my mind. Thick white translucent cream out of my dick which I believed only passed yellow transparent urine. The passage of the thick cream within paused my breathing and my heart was pounding like a galloping horse. Yes guys.. It was the first time I had masturbated and cummed all for the first time. I knew this thing very well and I must credit my school boys for such an amazing knowledge. I was terrified realizing I had shed the first cum of my life to my maid. The other day when I happened to see her washing clothes after my school, I felt a little taken aback. But her welcoming smile with her slightly big teeth surrounded by relatively thicker dark lips and her saliva claded tongue when all articulated together to call out “aye hero pheero!! Aa gaya school se”. I fell in love with her. That’s the time I realized that I didn’t SHED my first cum but rather I DEVOTED the first cum of my life to my maid Surekha Rani. Days passed by and months and years ran faster with all my encounters and my ragging hormones played a pivotal role to mould a man out of a boy who once cummed as a tribute to his ” ghar ki naukrani” par “DIL, DIMAAG AUR LUND KI RANI”. like the boy I once was, masturbating as a tribute to surekha became my daily chore. I was 19 years old now with a chiseled athletic body and an average 7inch long armor hanging freely below my lower abs. In the meanwhile I encountered several girls, ladies, women but my heart and dick rhythmically only pounded for my love. My lust for her and her looks and body were the only three things that never changed over the years. Mind you, I was still very polite and gentle before her. For my higher education I happened to leave for Delhi. I was really sad and was going to miss everything. OK.. Not only my maid but also my friends and my family. Let’s be a little realistic right ;). Over the years I had discovered my slight orientation towards doing kinky stuffs. My last day in the house was quite eventful. Everybody were busy in my packing when I saw Surekha ji went inside the washroom. My thought was stuck gaurding the door and when after about a min she came out. My movements were so involuntary and as is I was unaware of my own act I went inside the same washroom, latched the door, kneeled on the floor and licked the camod. The thought of my love showering her golden showed on the camod gave me a strong erection and gathering all my conciseness I stood up pulled out my dick and vigorously shagged and it just took me 5 sec to unload another set of my milky tribute with a sigh on my sweaty face and suddenly BAM!!! opens the door as our latch was very loose and surekha entered the toilet and saw me standing with my her small devotee in my hand. She just gave a small smile looking away and just closed the door. Nothing happened after that. While leaving she blessed me to do in my life and the only thought in my mind was what if she entered the toilet when i was busy licking the camod. That thought gave me an instant erection and for a matter of 6 years. I never saw her again. Apparently she left the job a year later my departure because she fell sick and got her uterus removed. She got employed at a small office near her house which was at a place called jogeshwari in Mumbai. I was sad and always continued to shag thinking about Surekha Rani and nobody else. After my completion.. I started working at an MNC in Mumbai. I felt vacant at my house. I tried searching for Surekhas number in my mom’s mobile but was unsuccessful in getting one. Over Saturdays I kept roaming around jogeshwari after my office hours just for one reason.. One person. It took my 3 months when one day I purposefully took a leave from my office and went to the jogeshwari with a blind faith of meeting her. They say it perfect.. When you’re desperate to meet somebody and if it really matters to you, you’re going to find that person when I saw her coming out of a bank. I saw her and went running towards her. She took time but she recognized me. “Arrey hero pheero bada ho gaya hai”. Over the years she had gained some good weight over the right places and she sent her daughter to her native to study for cheap and she lived alone in a chawl. I took her number and told her I’m in Mumbai and will keep coming to meet her every Saturday in the evenings. My desperation made the conversation a little weird she must be around 38 and in 24 and I was talking to her as if she is some 20 year old college girl ready to date me. Months passed by.. I kept meeting her and not even a single day I went empty handed. I kept buying her sarees and dresses which she found weird but beautiful things for free made her happy. It was when we decided to have lunch at her home and all these while I had asked her to not let anybody know about our meets. The first day I went to her made me happy. It was clean but had a single bedded kathiya(an old form of bed) and the house was at a secluded place. I thanked myself of not coming to her house at the initial meets which would’ve perhaps given her an indication of my intentions. She wore the red dress that I had bought for her and she had cooked mutton and chicken for me the way I like. We spoke about lots of memories and she asked me about my life and any girl in my life and my marriage plans. She said only if she was at a good social strata she would’ve loved to get her daughter married to me in a funny way and I was like I would’ve definitely married her if she was her clone. To which we laughed. We had our lunch and she expected that I’ll leave. I told her I would like to sleep at her place for a while if she doesn’t mind. She didn’t and she told me to make myself comfortable on the bed. Saying this she went to visit the toilet. My history played right before my eyes. She came out in a minute and I entered her bathroom when I saw it wasn’t very clean and she being the only person using the toilet gave me filthy ideas. I got down, ensured the latch is not broken and licked the whole camod ferociously. When my sight went to a spoiled panty there. I took the vessel filled with half water and drenched the whole panty and gulped the water down my throat as if somebody had given me a life potion. Came out and saw her smiling at me in a happy way. I smiled back. I forced her to sleep on the bed and I slept on the floor. Before sleeping she went into the toilet, flushed and latched the door and slept. While sleeping I told her the above mentioned story over 2 mins rapidly without mentioning her as the women i loved. Only the love part of the story and slightly the lust part and no link. She was very overwhelmed on knowing this and I asked her what should I do. She suggested me to go and tell her. Me:kya woh maan jayegi? (Will she accept it) Surekha:zarroor maan jayegi. Tum samajdaar aur ache ho. Tumse kisi bhi aurat ko bohot pyaar milega. (Definitely she will. You’re nice and a woman will definitely get loads of love from you) Me:kaash (I wish) with tears in my eyes. Surekha: kya karoge unhe agar haa bol degi toh.(what will you go if she says yes) Me: unke peet ko chumunga pehle sote waqt. (I’ll kiss her back while sleeping) She just hummed and kept mum. That’s when I got up and kissed her back and licked her back (thanks to the thin blouse). The only thing I heard was my name in deep breathes. Guys that was the first time she said my name instead of hero. Me: I love you Surekha didi. Surekha: didi bulaoge mujhe aajse? Me: Surekha Rani bulau? She turned towards me and kissed me only lips. Surekha:I love you too. Started eating my nose and said told me. Surekha: pant ki jeb geelee ho gayi hai. Meri panty nikaal do aur pant bhi. (Your pants pocket is wet so remove my panty from my pocket and your pant as well) That’s when it strike me she observed her panty wasn’t in the toilet when she went to flush it before sleeping. The whole sex next time guys. She calls me by referring me as her daughters father. Please leave down your valuable comments and pardon me for any mistakes. Part 2 coming soon. Virginity Finally Lost To Maid Surekha