Care taker takes care

Smita opened her eyes & the digital clock on her side table was showing 05:27am!

This was too early even for school days & this was supposed to be a weekend break with mom & dad!? She closed her eyes trying to re-enter sleep mode but she was surprisingly fresh she remembered she had slept much earlier the previous nite.

She slithered in bed for a few more minutes & was surprised that she was feeling a bit naughty. She smiled & dragged herself to the kitchen, on the way she saw the beer bottles & other sundry stuff lying around & remembered that her dad & his best friends were boisterously singing & generally having fun till late in the night as they always did when they all came to their panchgani bungalow on weekends, to avoid tortured & their silly married jokes & cricket talk she always excused herself early…

A few minutes later she was in the balcony sipping water with a steaming cup of coffee in the other hand. She was glad it was still a bit dark, sweet sounds of birds cheered here but along with the birds there was a rhythmic sound coming from across the lawn where she noticed some one working on the bore well filling water in the metal pot in front of the tap. She squinted & realized it was ramesh, their care taker. Next to the bore well was a gate that opened in to a gentle slope leading to wards a fresh water stream about a 1000 meters below. Between the bore well & the bungalow there was a large lawn with a well cropped boundary of hedges. Smita saw ramesh leaping up & coming down on the handle of the pump with his weight & taking it to the ground & as he did… water gushed out in a thick stream in to the pot. Ramesh was forced to use his muscle power to work it.

He was wearing just his towel & a torn white vest with lots of holes in it, his wet clothes sitting on the top of the hand pump, smita realized he had just had a bath, watching him do that stirred something in her & she slid her hand between her legs. She liked how she felt so she kept the coffee on the wall & gently massaged her pussy with the silken fabric on it. She closed her eyes as pleasure rippled thru her veins & she started getting wet, her nipples started to harden as her fingers caressed her lower lips. It was still not full light so she was sure ramesh could not spot her & that was making her feel a bit bold she started to lift her gown to feel her naked hairless pussy as she kept her eyes on his lean body with toned muscles. Her mind did that trick again where she could just look at something else & pleasure herself as if it was connected & it always worked. The rhythm of his pumping was building up a silent storm inside her. Her hands were matching his speed pumpby pump… ohhhh… this was delicious… she was slowly getting closer to a soft orgasm when suddenly ramesh stopped pumping & he was looked in her direction…

She froze for a moment & soon realized that he wasn’t looking up… he was actually looking at something on the ground floor… closer to the steps leading to the lawn. Smita couldn’t see what it was as it was covered by the hedges. She watched his reaction for any sign but he was keenly engrossed in something there. And even though smita wasn’t sure but she thought he had just adjusted his towel to cover his semi hard-on.

May be it was just her own naughty mood but soon she got her answer, she was right he was getting a hard on… why?

The answer came in to smita’s view in the next few seconds… & it had a similar effect on her… the visual was of a dog trying to mount a bitch… near the hedges, it was a big brown local dog who hung around on their property & the bitch was white & skinny like paris hilton.

It looked like the dog had found his hole & the bitch had found her bone. The dog was giving short powerful jabs & with each jab the bitch moved a few inches ahead & steadied. Smita looked up to noticed ramesh caressing his tool & soon he moved his towel aside & there in full view was his cock… from the distance smita couldn’t have known for sure but the fact that he held it in his fist & there was still a lot visible told her that he had a dong worth getting pounded by.

The dog was furiously jabbing his bitch & ramesh was looking around nervously as he stroked his cock. Smita also started caressing her pussy a little more vigorously but she wasn’t watching the dog anymore… she was fixated on ramesh’s big thick cock. Just then the dog stopped & tried to get off the bitch but he just couldn’t & eventually he dismounted in a way that they were joined at the private parts looking in opposite directions & stuck.

Ramesh was also picking up his speed… it would have been fun to watch that too but smita suddenly wanted ramesh to stop jerking off… so she could get some pussy pounding… how!? She didn’t know yet… she knew that the thought was ridiculous but strangely she wanted him to stop.

How?! She thought & moved a few steps back… it occurred to her & she dropped her steel glass to the ground, the noise did the rest… ramesh quickly stopped & frantically looked up & around to see if someone had seen him jerk off. Smita was behind one of the flower pots in the balcony smiling at her success & absolutely still. Ramesh stopped! He picked up a small stone & threw it towards the dogs. They scampered away & he resumed his water pumping assured that he was alone…

Smita quickly back tracked & headed to her room & in a few minutes she was out again wearing one of her loose shorts with no panties & a cut t-shirt with a sports bra. In this short span of few minutes a plan had taken shape in her horny head & she was going to try it. It was just 6.15 in the morning even though there was a bit more light now the sun wasn’t going to be out for another half hour at least!

Ramesh had finished filling the water & was draining his wet clothes before heading home & smita entered the lawn casually. She behaved as if she had not noticed ramesh & strolled around. Then as if accidentally spoting him she walked towards him she was sure he had seen her & smiled.

“kya hua bibiji kuch chahiye?

“nahin bas jaldi uthh gayi thi isiliye morning walk ke liye nikal padi… “

Theek hain kuch chahiye toh bol dijiye ga… & he put his wet clothes on his shoulder picked up the buckets & was about to head away… smita had to do something quicker than she had thought or the opportunity was slipping away… she asked him “ramesh itni subah niche talab tak jaaney mein koi dart oh nahin hain na… “

“idhar koi dar nahin hain bibiji… aaram se jaon seedhe niche kachha rasta hain… dhyan se jaana abhi andhera hain na isiliye… “

“aap thoda rasta dikha denge… dar lagta hain… bas thodi dur phir main chali jaaongi“

“haan haan zarur… chaliye…” he kept his clothes back on the pump & headed towards the gate… smita followed… as they walked she just chit chatted with him to sense his mood & let him make a move if he wanted to… but he didn’t make any… he was just being nice… he had seen her since she was just a little girl of 10 years… he got married & started taking care of her daddy’s property. But now she was 17 & he had not noticed that… may be because she was the bosses daughter…. But smita was hell bent on making him see her in a new light from now on.

After nearly 30 steps of polite chit chat… there had been a silence… there was a slight slope so ramesh expertly walked down & gave her his hand to hold… smita held his hand & felt a sensation at the roughness & strength in that lean palm, with very visible veins. She wanted that palm all over unmentionables & how, just the thought send a tingle thru her spine & her nipples registered that by getting harder. She recovered from that sensation carefully walking down towards him & she knew it was now or never … so she made her move, she took her time to place her feet on a jutting rock & asked

Ramesh tumne un kutoon ko pather se kyon maara?” Caught off guard as expected he fumbled & quickly recovered saying ”wo… aise hi… awaz kar rahey thy isiliye… sabhi ki neend kharab ho jaati… isiliye”

“oh right…after a pause “

Lekin wo aapas mien aise chipak kaise gaye” she asked innocently… this question had the effect she was hoping for…he was fighting hard not to let her see that these questions were turning him on a bit… little did he know that this super young nymphet was suggesting exactly what he was even afraid to think about…

Aware that he was wearing just a towel without any undergarments smita was sure she would be able to spot any stirring down there… & there was! He was trying really hard to not let her see that as he said… “wo aise hi chipak gaye… shayad khel rahey thy”

She suppressed a smile noticing his discomfort and further prodded mocking innocence

“kaun sa khel khel rahey thhy wo?” She sensed a slight shiver in his palm as he gulped. With no answer from him…then she threw the bait…

“uss se pehle maine dekha wo brownie uss dusre kutte par chadha hua tha… wo bhi usi khel ka part tha… ? She asked stepping out of the thick trees, reaching the landing in the clear… ramesh was avoiding eye contact she noticed as she took the last few steps & let go of herself, she landed very close to him. Ramesh was visibly fumbling for words by now & smita was loving it…

“pata nahin wo toh maine nahin dekha bibiji…” she noticed that his pole was lifting a tent “nahin dekha toh fir isey kyon hila rahey thhy?” She said pointing down wards… where his cock was peeping out of the parting in the towel… he was flummoxed & didn’t know what to do… but smita did… !

She slowly moved her hand on to his towel & felt his cock… ramesh gulped… shivering with sexcitement. Smita moved the towel to a side & gently held his thick dark hard-on, what she held was incredible… long thick & hard… he looked around to be safe & closed his eyes in submission. Smita smiled & pulled him closer to one of the tree for cover & safety.

“bibiji koi dekh lega” he said almost scared but not really stopping her…

“isiliye toh yahan layi hoon” she said & with her other hand she released the towel & spread it on the ground behind her.

Ramesh opened his eyes & put his hand on hers & made her shake it a bit… she looked at him & smiled & did just that… slowly & gently sending ripples of pleasure thru him. She was sure he had never even imagined pleasure like this… she imagined him to be a typical wham-bang-thank-you-mam type… so she made sure that with each new thing she was shocking him out of his day light… she moved her hand on the entire length of his shaft as if admiring it & a little precum eased on his cock tip… she wanted to suck it & slurp on it… look at it closely & take it deep in her mouth. So she gently went down on her knees & looked at it up close. It was at least 8 inches long… brown & thick with veins popping out of it… there was a thick growth of hair around & fortunately he had just taken a bath so instead of foul body odor there was distinct smell of “lifebuoy’ on him.

As she tightened her grip on it she felt the pulse in it like a heart beat. Ramesh was breathing in spasms as if afraid the dream might end & she could feel a little shiver in his body. It was so incredibly exciting that she couldn’t help but grab his man meat in to her waiting slurping mouth & surrendered to the wanton sin of getting what u want… but the sensation almost gave ramesh a jolt… as he started to shiver more violently she loved it when a man ejaculated that fast with her in excitement… she was told it as a compliment. She quickened her pace & caressed his tool as it left her lips & looked up to encourage him to let go… she found him looking down in disbelief at this teenager who was doing things to him that he had only heard about but deeply believed women never did… his eyes had dilated as if he was high… which he was… & when her fingers caressed his balls he exploded in her mouth like a volcano… holding her hair & pumping involuntarily… fucking her mouth like a cheap sluts cunt… the cream dripped out of her sides as it was just too much for her to gulp…

Smita let his breathing settle down, all thru keeping it sucked in her mouth never letting it go… he was delightfully spent but she wasn’t done yet so she kept sucking on it & hoping that he will be hard soon… she caressed his balls & licked his mushroom sending shivers thru him… she held his cock in her palm encircled it & started to give him a shake & also licked the tip of his cock at the same time… as she wanked him, he smiled for the first time, realizing that she was looking for more… but he was still a bit apprehensive considering that she was the bosses daughter…

To ease him a bit smita said “tumhari biwi lucky hain?

“wo aisa kabhi nahin karti… boloonga toh maregi… “he confessed sheepishly…

Smita giggled at his confession & got to work… that relaxed him a bit & he was beginning to show signs of revival…

“tumhara cock kitna bada… “

Cock?!? He repeated surprised…but as she continued to shake & suck his tool he understood “achha lund ko cock bolte hain?” That crass word from him had an effect on smita… she wanted to hear more of it…

Kya? She asked

“lund… aapke haath mein jo hian… wo… she left his cock & fell back on her ass… she bit her lip as the word sunk into her she slowly slid on her back lying flat on his towel & in one smooth motion she spread her legs & moved her loose shorts to one side exposing her hairless pink pussy to him… his eyes were almost out of their socket as he took in that view… he couldn’t believe it… she just held it up & raised her hips for him to see more…

He sat down… in amazement… she guessed he had never seen a clean shaven pussy before in his life…

“aur issey kya kehte hain” she asked naughtily pressing her tight pussy lips with her two fingers…

“choot”… he said in disbelief…

“fir se bolo”

“choot” he said again

She made him repeat that a few more times as he touched her wet pussy with his rough palm sending waves after waves of orgasmic pleasure… she touched his rock hard tool with her toe & asked him again

“aur isse…

“lund” he whispered

Tum apne lund se meri choot ko kya karoogey…

Chodunga… he said…

Lekin pehle isey kiss toh karo… & she revealed her hard nipple from under her sports bra… he was as thrilled to see her tits as he was seeing her cunt… all indian men are the same i guess in that one aspect… quickly he ravaged her tits… biting her nipple in a way only a villager can… something about it was so unsophisticated & crass… she loved it…she loved that animal rawness… he went from one tit to the other in a frenzy… a few moans & cries escaped her throat… she was so turned on she could explode… she now wanted his tongue to work on her pussy but not so roughly she might have to teach him that she thought & started to push him further down.

Perplexed he looked up as he dragged his tongue from her left nipple across to her navel… she pushed him further but he stopped & looked up. She smiled & moved a bit up now he was just a few kisses away from the honey pot… he also seemed to have got the message & didn’t resist. He slowly started to kiss around her pussy… a bit reluctant but this was exactly what she had hoped for…he was sending pleasure waves as she felt teased just the way she liked it… soon the aroma of her juices reached his nostrils & started to break that resistance he started to kiss closer & closer to her love button…she squirmed & wriggled & then suddenly without any new provocation he just planted a full on lip lock that threw her over to a rapturous orgasm, she held him by his hair & gyrated her pussy all over his rough face & he sucked on a small jutting point… her love button…!!!! Ohhhhhhhhhhh god… she almost screamed as that orgasm hit her like an earthquake… her stomach muscles tightened & she lifted her body involuntarily & shivered thru it all… she saw purples fishes flying from the corner of her eyes as black & blue spots left their residues in her reeling mind…

Ramesh got scared for a moment but the fact that she was holding his face buried into her pussy gave him some courage… after what seemed like eternity smita opened her eyes & really wanted to kiss this man… feeling the release on his hair he looked up & smita got on her elbows… smiling from ear to ear… he saw that encouraging smile & said…

“jitna maja mujhe aaya tha lagta hain usse jyada aapko aaya hain…”

She naughtily said “mujhe toh dono baar bahot maza aaya”

“mujhe bhi… ab apne lund ko bhi aapki choot se mila deta hoon… ussey bhi maza aajeyga… wow… a man with a sense of humor smita liked that… he got on his knees between her legs… & before he could push it thru the love gate…smita stopped him… held his cock in her hand & started to rub her pussy from end to end lubricating his rock hard cock… enjoying the sensation for a minute or so but more than that she loved the look of awe on his face as she did this vulgar display of wanton desire… he was getting harder than before if that was possible!? And then she placed his cock on her entrance & he did the rest… in one swift motion his cock head was in her cunt hole… she felt a jab as she had not taken anything so thick… even though her boyfriend in school raman had a similar length… but this was thick thankfully she was well lubricated & ready.

He didn’t force… just waited for her to adjust & when she was she brought her heels up in the air & placed them on his ass cheeks surprising him. She wanted more control… he eased his weight on his arms planting them next to her ear… she felt totally covered by him…he eased his weight from the hips & let his cock go deep into her cunt… she held his hands tightly as her pussy got distended all the way across full stretch… & then he waited for a moment & started his piston like motion… it was such an incredible feeling smita was already on her orgasm… even though it was not going to belike the one before this but she would take it happily… she stiffened under him for a few moments & then relaxed & took control of the rhythm with her heels… he had closed his eyes & enjoying himself in full earnest… smita liked it that he was gentle & not impatient… he looked at her & shifted his weight on one arm so he could fondle her breasts… he caressed her nipples with his thumb & then pinched it gently…

“kato na” she said… slowly… he bend down & took a mouth full of her tit & bit it gently… then slurping on her nipples & then twirling his tongue the way he did on her pussy… reminding her once again of that incredible orgasm… all thru that his rhythm kept pace with her heels & now she wanted him to get rough… so she increased his speed with her heels… he let go of her nipple & put his arm under her back just above the ass… like in a slow dance & grabbed her waist… she liked the grip as if he didn’t want her slipping away… not that she had any such intentions but she liked it nonetheless…

His rising tempo & the smell of lifebuoy mixed with his sweat soon send her to a pleasure she had never felt it was vulgar fucking your caretaker… & to top it all he was really good at it… she thought of her position lying on her back in the open woods with her legs spread like a slut… it was just too vulgar… smita felt her pussy rubbed by his coarse pubic hair & doing things to her that she never knew & soon she was heading into an orgasm… he kept pumping into her & his speed was rising she couldn’t keep up & he didn’t care anymore he was furiously pounding her pussy… as the orgasm erupted smita just grabbed his face & kissed him on the lips in spontaneity… this was just too much for him she guessed as it pushed him over the edge & he just exploded into her pussy grabbing her waist in a tightness that was almost hurting her… he was shivering & rocked by violent spasms she was amazed at its intensity… triggering her own orgasm… she didn’t let him go till her orgasm subsided… they were totally spent… he collapsed on her, his weight adding to her joy… his cock started to soften & she reluctantly let him take it out when suddenly he pushed it all the way in to her cum filled pussy again with a grunt… she felt the spasms of his vein filled cock… & could hear his heavy breathing near her ear… then he moved from over her & was lying next to her…

Smita realized that there was considerable light now & it would take only a few steps out of the gate for someone to see them down there… so she almost panicked as if out of trance… he sensed it & looked up… there was nobody… she quickly wiped her wet hole with his towel & got up… when she looked at him he had a very serious look on his face as if he had done something wrong… she knew he was a nice man… so she just smiled & said “koi aa sakta hain… jaldi se apna lund chhupa lo warna main fir shuru ho jaaongi” he smiled happily with the knowledge that it wasn’t all over & grabbed the towel, covered himself as she walked towards the water body below… as she moved away she turned & found him looking at her…

“kal subah wapas yahin? She asked…

He nodded happily… smita knew this was going to be the best weekend of her life…

Hope you guys & gals enjoyed this story as much as my previous posts. To keep me going on more regularly write in your darkest & most explicit reactions at [email protected] and yeah… feel free to be nasty & dirty in your comments…new readers do read “naina’s experience” & “naina’s weekend” posted earlier… c u all soon…