Losing My Virginity To A Horny Maid
Hi to all ISS readers. I have been a reader here for quite some years now and always wanted to contribute but for my schedules. Finally I get on. Interested females can contact me at [email protected] Let me start with my first and most memorable experience. I was around 17 then and used to stay at my parent’s house in a small town of Coastal Odisha. My parent’s house was a large villa and we had few maids and servants to tender to our chores and activities of maintaining the house, pets, vehicles and garden. It was a massive compounded villa and was our family home then. Earlier it was a joint family household and the maids and servants were needed but gradually the household reduced to members moving to far away places for jobs and services but we stayed. I must have been in first year of college and was well active in sports and athletics. Those days mobiles weren’t common things that you find today and hobbies were more inclusive of everyday meeting with friends. I am a fair guy and usually with a vest and shorts or lowers, I feel comfortable at home. Amongst the maids, there was one couple – wife Mamatha and husband Shankar. Shankar used to sleep all day and work for the night shift. They had recently had a baby almost a year back. Mamatha was around 20, petite around 5’4″ and was dark but with a million watt smile. She used to cook for us and would delight me everyday with wonderful breakfast. Mamatha had always given me those lusty eyed looks with a curved smile and I used to get aroused but was always afraid. One evening I returned to our house from outside and found that another servant Trinath was in the garage and was trying to speak and lure Mamatha while trying to play casually holding her and teasing her. Seeing me he left her and became attentive. I was suspicious and asked what was going on. Trinath blurted that she was not heeding to his request of playing with him to which Mamatha immediately ran close to me and said she doesn’t like anyone touching her. I reprimanded Trinath, who was also a young chap and used to stay in the quarters. That evening, ironically, mom and dad had left for nearby city and would arrive next morning. So I was alone and mom had instructed Mamatha to cook for me and see that I am well attended to. After reprimanding Trinath, he scampered back to the quarters in fear and Shankar came to night guard duty. I went inside and was taking my bath when Mamatha asked me if I needed tea and snacks to which I nodded for a yes. I came out of the bath and was in my black vest and maroon lowers, sitting on a couch with newspaper in hand and wet uncombed hair. Slight drops of water were present on my shoulders and I was liking the cool breeze of the air-conditioner. It was then around August and it rains in the Eastern parts in these months. So suddenly there was lightening and thunder showers drizzling. I could hear the splatter of the rains outside the window sill. Mamatha came in with tea and was staring my shoulders while bringing in the tea cup. She put down the tea tray and was looking at me with glinted eyes. I was enjoying it but was always afraid of making the first move. But, who explains the throbbing manhood which can act without seeing directly. It started erecting a tent in my lowers and was throbbing. She did notice that and I tried to hide it with the newspaper. To distract i asked her for the snacks to which she grinned and said she is preparing the pakodas and shall get them soon. She went back grinning. Just then there was a power cut and she was half way from the kitchen with the plate of pakodas. She called me to come and assist her with a candle. Now the candle too was in the kitchen but she could not turn back as she had the plates and I had to go and fetch the candles and guide her. While I went to fetch, I had to be careful as the alley was narrow and she was standing with the plate somewhere in between. I called her name and kept speaking to gauge her location while moving forward and touched her elbow. She adjusted and I brushed her from behind to move forward, thereby touching her from behind and getting my aroused manhood to brush against her.. She moaned slightly with a deep breath having anticipated the touch. I immediately rushed forward and got the candle and guided her to my room. She kept the plate while I adjusted back on the couch. She looked at me and said your room is cooler and it is hot as there is power cut and dark too. She asked if she could join me for her tea in my room. I nodded. She fetched her tea and squatted on the floor. I told her that she could sit comfortably on the chair if she wants but only for now. She sat on the chair near to me facing me. I was intrigued and curious with her smile on the dark face and the glint of the candle in her black eyes. I took the opportunity and asked her why Trinath was touching her. She grimaced and said he always tries to take advantage to touch her and has been asking her of her husband’s inability to spend time. I asked her to explain. She said everyone in the servant’s quarter knows that her husband was drinking and sleeping the entire day and would wake up and go for his night duty and that he wasn’t interested in her post the birth of their child. She said she doesn’t like Trinath to touch her. I just took the guts and said is it because it was Trinath or generally she did not like anyone touching her. This was it. She confessed directly that had it been me, she would have played along but she fears anybody knowing it and she being blamed. I said how would anyone get to know of it if we don’t tell anyone to which she smiled that lusty grin with the lust of her eyes clearly exhibiting their intent. I asked her if she would give me a massage and she got the hint. We both finished our tea and snacks and she came and touched my shoulders.