Ajeda 2
Dear ISS readers, this is Tarek once again from Bangladesh. I think some of you already know me from my first story titled ‘Ajeda’. Thank you so much for your feedback. It was so nice hearing from you about my story. Anyway, here is the second part of the story. In fact, Ajeda and me really had a nice time together. Now it became a good memory to be cherished through rest of my life. I still wonder, how physical love transformed a teen-aged girl into an all-sacrificing lover! She really changed overnight and became a woman who was really willing to sacrifice her everything to the altar of my desire. Here I want to tell you one thing, if you can give real pleasure to a girl for the first time in her life, she is yours. Probably, this is true for our Indian sub continental girls. They are so meek and amenable that they do not want more than your real love. It is true that what I did to Ajeda was almost tantamount to rape. Moreover, she was trapped into yielding herself to my carnal desire. She really suffered during her defloration. But as I told you in the last part of my story ‘Ajeda’ (I recommend you to read it first) that she came to me after her painful ordeal and requested me that she wanted to feel it as she had not been in a position to feel or rather enjoy it on her first day. I can still remember her faltering voice ”Mama, on that night….I mean….you know…I could not feel that I mean I only felt horrible pain, Now I think I should know how does it feel” I was really surprised to hear that. It is needless to say that I was happy too. But after the awful experience of deflowering a teen-aged maid I was also frightened. In those days I was not as savvy as I am today. And after that day I told to myself that I would never venture into Ajeda. I was worried, lest I would end up into a dirty scandal. Days were passing. I tried hard to concentrate on my studies but the scourge of youthful desire became overwhelming. On that time one of my friend’s elder brother came to visit his family from America. We stole some condoms from his luggage and it was all American brand, Ribbed and well lubricated. The possession of such thing and the willing invitation of a teen-aged maid made me loose all self-control. I started planning to enjoy her once more. One evening I told Ajeda that ok, I would go to her that night….I also told her to keep the door of her room open. She nodded affirmatively. I did not go out that evening and sitting in my room I was throbbing between desire and excitement. My father was not at home. He was visiting our home district for some family necessities. My mother was suffering from high blood pressure and she used to take sedatives for her sleep. After dinner I told my mom to take a cup of milk. She agreed and I ordered Ajeda to prepare a cup of milk. I hastened to my mother’s room and brought a high dose sedative tablet, grinded it and mixed it with the milk. Ajeda asked me what I was doing and I told her that the medicine would help my mother fell into deep sleep. Ajeda smiled and I was almost melted seeing her smiling. She whispered, “When will you come?” “After midnight”, I replied. On her first day Ajeda was so unwilling and I had to force her yield but that very night things were different. I wanted to taste this willingness of Ajeda. I had managed a copy of ‘Kamasutra’ and it was a great source of my early sex education. On that night I was waiting and flipping through the pages of ‘Kamasutra’. It was almost midnight. I went to the door of my mother’s room and tried to eavesdrop and heard clear sound of snoring. To be over sure I bolted the door from outside. I came back to my room, took the packet of the condoms and started for the room of Ajeda. Every step had a positive influence on my heartbeats and it was throbbing heavily. I stood for a long second in front of Ajeda’s room and slowly pushed the door. The creaking sound of the door was so horrifying that I almost startled to death. I entered into the room, put on the switch and the room became flooded with light. I looked at the floor and there she was. Ajeda used to sleep on the floor of our guest room although there was a bedstead in the room. Probably she put on some make-up but she was looking awfully beautiful. I went near to her and sat down beside her. Very slowly I stooped over her and kissed on her cheek. It was so soft. The aroma of a teen-aged girl made me crazy and I embraced her tightly. I started kissing her and for the first time I kissed on her lips. I was sucking her lips like a leech and reached out for her boobs. I fisted her boob and squeezed it hard. I opened her Kameez and looked at her beautiful boobs. She was cooperating amazingly. I almost became hypnotized at the beautiful sight of her maidenly breast. It was the most beautiful sight that I had ever seen. I bent over her breast and put one breast into my mouth. Ajeda was moaning ah, ah, ish, ish. She clenched my lock and tried to grind my head against her bosom. I was sucking hard and slowly slid my palm over her belly downwards. It crossed the enchanting dale and under the peripheral boundary of her Salwaar it slid down and I felt a small tuft of very tender weed, her pubic hair and then the mound of Venus and finally her clit. I was rubbing her clit with my thumb and at the same time sucking her breast hard. As I touched her clit Ajeda almost startled and began to squirm. She whispered, “ki koren?”(what are you doing?). “Let me open you”, I requested her. Ajeda did not reply but hid her face and that was a signal to me. I got up and loosened her lace and hoisted down her salwaar. Ajeda, like an obedient student pulled out her legs from her salwaar. I looked at her cunt and dare not try to describe it because it is beyond my capacity. All through my life I have never seen anything more beautiful than the cunt of a young maid. I often wonder why it looks so enchanting.