Pre-marital horny maid

It was in my second year of engineering, when this new maid Geetha started working at my parents house. I was out of an all boys school and college, 6′ and well built through regular gym. But still a virgin, thirsting for pussy, and a chance to show my sexual prowess.

Geetha was about 5’4″, 20-22 years old, dusky with big, well-rounded boobs, a globular ‘matka’ ass, and a flat belly. Initially, I would peep at her through my bedroom’s curtains as she washed the clothes. As she bent over, I could see most of her brown shapely boobs hanging down, just not the nipples — damn!! And sometimes her back towards me generated all sorts of pleasant thoughts. I fantasised about her as I masturbated almost every night. At that time I never realized that she had noticed all the ‘secretive’ attention I was giving her.

One day Geetha’s mother came over & told my mother that Geetha was getting married next month amd would stop working after. Panic set in, I would not get to see her anymore. Still there was little that I could do, with my folks around, and me being a little shy. But after that news I started hovering around her more, going into the kitchen with some excuse, asking her for a glass of water, etc.

Then it happened one day. My folks were away to work, I was home early due to a strike at college. Lo & behold, Geetha showed up early for work. As I opened the door for her, she gave me a warm smile as she took off her dupatta to start work. I could make out the outline of her boobs through the top, clearly there was no bra. Geetha called out to me from the kitchen, to get down the washing soap from the top shelf where her hand could not reach. As I got the soap and turned to pour it into the soap bowl, I saw her leaning back against the wall. The bowl was in her left hand hanging loosely by her side, and she was looking at me with a constant sultry look, that almost said ‘come touch me’. Naive & inexperienced as I was, I failed to understand the message. I asked her to raise the bowl for the soap. She did not respond and continued to look at me.

That’s when it struck me!! My heart nearly skipped a beat. Could this be happening? What if I was mistaking her messages, if I tried fooling with her, would my parents get to know? I wanted to be sure, not make any bold approaches. I grasped her hand that was holding the bowl and lifted it. As my hand closed over hers, her lips parted and she almost trembled. It was clear to me NOW. I took the bowl from her hand and set it away on the shelf. I awkwardly ran a finger between her breasts, from her neck to her belly. She shuddered and smiled. Blood pulsed through my veins & I had a hard on immediately, that made my pants stick out. She looked down and gave a small laugh.

I grabbed her hand & took her into my bedroom. I held her & kissed her, ran my hands down her back and as I grabbed her ass, and pressed my dick into her, I nearly came. We were like mad animals now. I took of her shirt and her boobs sprung free. She took of my shirt and vest. I sat down on the edge of the bed and pulled her towards me to suck on her boobs, she moaned as I sucked and licked, circling her dark brown nipples with my tounge. She smelled clean, clearly she had come prepared for this. I undid the string on her bottoms and pulled it down, to reveal white panties. She pushed me on my back on the bed & undid my belt and pants and pulled them down. As she pulled down my undies my dick sprang up, she saw all 8 inches of it thick and hard and pulled in her breathe sharply in pleasant surprise. She grabbed it and started to stroke it, I nearly came. I got up and as I tried to pull her panties down she stopped me and said she was going to get married next month, she was a virgin and did not want to loose her virginity before that. I asked her what she wanted. She said she had noticed me peeking at her often and that she had also always liked me. That made me want to fuck her even more, but she insisted that we not actually fuck & she promised that she would be back after her marriage to let me put my dick into her, ‘dalne ke liye’ as she said it — ‘ooooh man’. The boundaries were set, I didn’t care. I took of her panties, her pussy looked untouched, clean and the hair was trimmed — surprise, surprise. I spread her legs and proceeded to tounge her pussy, her clit. She moaned and trembled and came almost immediately. I turned her over & rubbed my dick between her ass cheeks and fondled her breasts. I turned her around and guided her mouth towards my dick. As she sucked and licked I told her what felt good. She was as new to this as me and she ran her hands all over my muscular body exploring every bit, my nipples, my ass, my belly and ooohhhh……

I exploded in her mouth, that was the biggest load of my life even till today…..my sweet Geetha.

After that day I would sneak up behind her in the kitchen and grab her ass or quickly run my hands up her shirt to fondle her boobs. We were always looking for opportunities alone to make out. Geetha was a quick learner, so was I. I’m sure her husband to-be would be a happy man, and maybe wonder where she learnt all the tricks — sucking for a gut-wrenching blow-job, sucking the balls, boob fucks, even fingering (my) asshole, sucking on (my) nipples (ever tried that — I highly recommend).

I was sad to see her go, but I knew this experience ws going to make me bolder to go after more pussy.

And did Geetha return after her mariage??…..to be continued?

…lets see in the next episode.