Hello there. I am Manish, age 25. I work as a newbie engineer. Since I am an IIT graduate, getting a good job wasn’t a problem for me, with a monthly salary of 50k as starting and within the last 2 years, I raised my salary to 5lahk a month.
3 months ago, my grandma passed away. As a result, her old house in the village of Bihar was inherited by me. Although I never liked the village it was located in. Taking leave from the office, I went to Bihar. I wanted to see for myself what I could do with this place.
The place was pretty well maintained for its age. It even had a pool area at the centre. I was first thinking about selling this place. But seeing how this place was so far away from the city, I thought, why not just keep the place?
After arriving in the city late, I went straight to bed. The next day, early morning, I went to the village to look for someone to clean this place up for me. What I found left me speechless.
There were no adult men here. The only residents here seem to be children, old people, and very few adult women. When I asked around, I found out that most adults left to find jobs in the city, and even some teenage boys left. Seeing the rundown condition of the village, I wasn’t surprised.
I told the village chief that I needed someone to clean the house, and he said getting someone like that would be difficult. After a whole day of asking around, I found the perfect maid for me.
Divya she was 18 and just finished school. Her mother was working in Mumbai doing odd jobs. Dad left them. She’s here, taking care of her sick grandma. Her family was extremely poor and barely lived with what her mother sent for her.
I offered her 5k for the whole month for her to clean up the place with timing from 9 a.m. to 6 p.m. Hearing even such little money made her eyes pop out in shock.
Seeing how desperate she was for money, a plan started forming in my head. Like this, Divya started working for me, and a whole week passed. And this 1 week, she grew quite fond of me. I sometimes give a hundred rupees as a bonus.
The next day, Divya arrived right on time. She wore a blue salwar kameez with a white shawl. She looked really pretty, with a slim waist and moderately big boobs clearly noticeable. Even though she had just finished school, the girl was a beauty who could be a model. But too bad she was stuck in a place like this.
As she was working, I went close to her and asked, “How is a family these days? Are you able to live well?”
“Yes sir, because you’re so kind, life has become much better for us,” she said with a smile.
“But you still need more money, right?” I asked. She didn’t answer. But I knew she needed money, especially to take care of her sick grandma.
“Look, I can help you with more money. I will pay you 100 more daily if you would do something for me.”
“Yes sir, I will do anything!” she exclaimed.
“Don’t be so excited. You might not like it. But think about it. And this will remain between us only,” I said.
“What is it, sir?” she asked.
“From now on, you must not wear your clothes in here when you work,” I said.
Her eyes widened with shock, and she covered her body with her hand, “What are you saying, sir?!”
“Don’t worry. Like I said, it’s your choice, 100 rupees daily, along with the 1k I pay you for a week. And all you have to do is take off your clothes. Nothing more.”
She fell silent as if thinking about what I said. I knew she would say yes. She needed the money. She can’t report me because, without me, she would go back to her original miserable lifestyle. She was a girl who couldn’t even pay to get to a nearby town, much less buy clothes.
But now, her life was definitely improving, and she couldn’t go back. And like I imagined, she said yes. She slowly removed her kameez. Her slim waist, then her well-defined boobs hidden by her white bra and her collar bones, came to my full view. I could feel my dick going hard.
She then untied her salwar string, and as she was about to pull it off, I said, “Turn around!”
She was hesitant, but she still turned around. She shyly bent down to remove her salwar. Her firm ass and white panty faced me. I couldn’t help but touch them.
“Sir!” She exclaimed in shock. “Sorry, you’re just so beautiful I couldn’t help myself,” I said. She didn’t reply and turned around. She used her right hand to cover her cleavage and left to cover her panty. Her shy, defenceless form was even more arousing.
“What are you waiting for? Take off everything,” I said. She looked at me in surprise but still removed her bra and panty. Her light brown nipple, her slightly hairy pussy, her round ass, everything in front of me.
With this, she began to work. Her boobs jibbled every time she bent down, and her ass opened up. Everything she did was arousing me. Around 2 p.m., I went up to her. I could see her tense up.
“Are you comfortable?” I asked.
She slowly nodded, still trying to hide her body.
“I will give you 50 more if you let me touch you,” I said. A simple ₹50 was a big amount to her. I knew it. But she was still reluctant. Maybe her morals are getting in the way?
“How about 100 then, since I’m feeling generous,” I said. This was enough to seal the deal. Her hands went limp as she stopped covering her body. She was leaving her body to me.
The first thing I did, was press her boobs. Those ample boobs-filled palm. They were firm yet squishy. Her soft nipples were also slowly hardening. My right hand slid down, rubbing her hip to reach her thigh. My left hand continued to play with her chest.
Divya stood there like a statue, as if she just gave up. I didn’t like it. I wanted her to feel it. I wanted her to enjoy this. My finger discovered her clitoris. Just a slight rub and a small yelp left her mouth, “Ah!”
She looked at me with a bewildered face, as if not realising what had just happened. “Have you ever rubbed there?” I asked her. She shook her head without hesitation, denying my question.
This girl was clueless about pleasure. That excited me even more. I was about to guide a naive girl into the abyss of lust. I slowly rubbed clitoris while playing with her right boob. Her body was slowly twitching as she could feel the sensation.
She was feeling pleasure. Her hardening nipples were the proof. I raised the speed of rubbing. Her body quivered more. Her breathing became more uneven. She was slowly moaning. My speed increased, and her moans became more apparent.
It was her first time feeling such pleasure, so she didn’t know how to control herself. I couldn’t wait and slowly pushed one finger inside her pussy. The sensation of her folds wrapped around my finger. I went deeper, looking for her sensitive spot while still playing with her clitoris with my thumb.
I found it when her moan became even louder. I smiled with satisfaction. I saw Divya’s face filling with the expression of losing herself to the pleasure she never experienced before.
“How does it feel?” I asked her.
“I….don’t know,” she said hesitantly.
“If you don’t tell the truth, I will stop and won’t pay you as well,” I said, with a firm expression. I retrieved my hands and moved back. Divya looked at me with a look of loss. She was contemplating. She didn’t know what to do. After all, she was just a naive girl. “It…felt good,” she said.
I smiled. I lifted her, took her to the bedroom, and threw her onto the bed.
“Now tell me how this feels,” I said and spread her leg open. My eyes fell on the lips between her legs, that was glistening from how wet she was. She looked delicious, so delicious, my tongue couldn’t wait to taste her.
I licked her fold, savouring her taste. She let out a small whimper and covered her mouth. As for me, I got more into the cunnilingus, pushing my tongue in and out of her, enjoying her moans.
“S-sir! This feels too good!” he said, quivering from the pleasure. “Please! Slow down! I can’t take it anymore!”
Feeling so much pleasure for the first time must have been overwhelming for her, but her body was enjoying it too much. Her legs locked my head in place, not wanting me to stop. Not that I had any intention to stop at all.
“Sir! Something is coming!” she exclaimed as all her juice washed against my face. She covered her face from embarrassment. But her body was shaking from embarrassment. It was truly a sight to behold. Unable to control myself, I stripped naked and revealed to her my manhood.
She looked at me surprised, not understanding what I was going to do with her. Without any warning, I pushed my meat into Divya, feeling how she clamped against me. She was wet and tight from the orgasm and sucked my cock hungrily.
One hard thrust, and I broke her hymen, making her bleed. Divya’s eyes were in tears from the pain. She wanted to push me away, but her limbs were too weak to do so.
“Let’s stay like this,” I said, hugging her. I waited for her pain to subside, and in response, she hugged me back. Maybe she felt so helpless she clung to on support she had, but she didn’t let go of me.
Finally feeling her calm down, my hips began to move, grinding her inside either my cock. Feeling me inside of her, she began to moan again. Her face looked confused as if she didn’t know what to do. But her face slowly turned to one of ecstasy when I began to hit where she liked the best.
I learnt a lot about her body. I knew her body better than she knew herself. Divya wrapped her legs around my waist as my thrust became more rough. I went deeper and faster with each time I drilled into her.
The room was filled with moans of ecstasy and lust that rang like music to my ears. She was not letting go of my manhood. She was so tight I felt like she would suck my balls dry.
“Sir! Something is coming again!” she told me, in between her moans, that she was about to have another orgasm.
“Hold it in. You aren’t allowed to cum unless I tell you!” I ordered her. I was about to cum as well, but I didn’t want to let her have her enjoyment together. No, I wanted to make her only relieve herself when I allowed it.
“Please! Sir, I can’t hold back!” she moaned. I could feel her getting tighter. This was bad. The pressure was too much.
“Let’s cum together!” I moaned and finished inside of her, as did she. The bed was messed up when both of our juices leaked down. “You are amazing, Divya,” I whispered into her ear as I fell on her bed.
My story with Divya has just begun.
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