Hi guys, this is Vicky again. This story is from my Hyderabad days when I was working there. The story is in English, but the dialogues are in Hindi for originality.
I had recently moved and did not know anybody in the city. I got a flat from facebook and moved in with another guy who was also new. We sorted things out and managed to get a maid. But she said since our timings were difficult, she would send her daughter.
Koyal was 19 years old when she started working for us. With a cheery nature and charming UP accent, she was a great find. She was also hard-working and did not need any supervision. Over time, we became friendly as I used to open the doors in the mornings for her.
She used to come at 6 am as she had to go to college later in the day. One such morning after an office party, I was in a serious hangover. Upon the constant ringing of the bell, I got annoyed to open the door. I saw Koyal at the door, and upon seeing me, her eyes went wide.
Then I realized why. I was topless and only had my boxers on. Now, at 5’11 and with only slight body fat and dusky skin, I am not a bad look, if I say so myself. I don’t have a 6 pack, but I am fit enough to hold my own. Add to that my 6-inch tool was making a show in my briefs.
Me – Oh. Uh. Hi, Aaja andar. Sorry, party thi kal raat ko. (Hey, come in. Sorry, we had a party last night)
Koyal – Dikh raha hai bhaiya! Kafi kuch utha hua hai. (I can see that, bro. Lots of things are standing.)
Saying so, she giggled and went off to work. In my hangover, I did not make too much of that and went back to snooze. Later in the day, I realized she had made a double-meaning joke. At that moment, I started seeing her differently.
Koyal, at 19, had a slim body with small tight perky boobs. All the physical labour had made her body very tight, supple and fit. The long braid she wore used to turn me off. (I am more of a ponytail person). But now I started to fantasize fucking her in doggy style while pulling on her braid.
Wanting to make this fantasy real, I started a plan to seduce her. Now, every morning, I started opening the door in a sleeveless tee and briefs or boxers, making sure to make myself hard enough to poke a visible tent. Koyal started to notice it as well.
She would giggle around me now a bit more and started to talk a bit more flirtily. I also started to cook myself breakfast as an excuse to be around her in the mornings.
Koyal: kya Bhaiya, achanak khana banane lage? (What happened? Started cooking suddenly?)
Me: Haa gym mein trainer bola ki breakfast khud banao and healthy khao. (Yeah, the trainer asked me to prepare my own food.)
Koyal: Oh, aap gym bhi jaate ho. Dikh raha hai. (eyeing my arms) (Oh, you go to the gym. Clearly.)
Wanting to change the topic to something personal, I raised the topic of her hairstyle.
Me: Ek baat bata, tu apne baal aise baandh ke kyu rakhti hai? Khol de, acchi lagegi. (Tell me something, why do you tie your hair? Keep it open. You will look good.)
Koyal: Accha? Theek hai bhaiya, jaisa aapko accha lage. (Is that so? Ok, will do it.)
The next week onwards, she started coming with her hair in as bun but would open it when she started working. With an excuse to get closer, I went and touched her hair.
Me: Ab accha lag raha hai, I said in a low voice. (Now it looks good.)
Koyal: Thanks, bhaiya.
I slightly touched her hair and back and moved away. For me, slow seduction turns me on.
The next morning, when she came in, I followed her to the kitchen.
Koyal: Kuch chahiye bhaiya? (Do you need anything?)
Me: Haan. (Yeah)
Saying that, I went closer and removed the clip, holding her hair in a bun. She didn’t say anything, just shook her head to adjust the hair. We stayed close, not breaking eye contact. Our heavy breaths were mixing up in the cold morning air.
She gulped as I started to run my finger on her face. Closing her eyes, she gave in. I ran my finger tips on her soft skin, ending at the valley of her breasts. I slightly pushed myself into her, letting her feel my erection, which had gotten tighter.
I turned her around and removed her hair to expose her back. I ran my fingers slowly on her warm back and made her bend at her waist and hold the dining table. Standing in the doggy position, I was tempted to thrust myself into her.
However, I made her split her legs a bit more as if to thrust into her but only kept prodding my erection into her tight, supple ass.
Koyal: Aaah. Bhaiya.
Me: Sssh…aram se. (Sssh…slowly)
Koyal: Bhaiya, aapke kamre mein chalte hai na. (Let’s go to your room)
Me: Do minute de. (Gimme two minutes)
Koyal: Are bhaiya, seedha andar daal do na. (Just shove it in)
I didn’t say anything but was enjoying dry humping and grinding her ass. After a couple of minutes, I turned her around and picked her up in my lap. Carrying her on my lap, with her legs locked behind me, I took her to my bed.
Koyal: Bhaiya, please kapde utar ne do. Kharab ho jayenge (Let me get out of my clothes, or they will get ruined.)
Me: Ha sab utaar. Poori nangi hoja. (Yeah, remove everything. Get completely naked.)
She started to strip down, exposing her caramel skin. Her small tight B-cup breasts were also exposed, and the hungry dog that I was, I put my hands to grab and grope those tits.
Koyal: Na, na, na Vicky bhaiya. Sabar karo. (No, no Vicky, wait a moment.)
Me: Kameeni saali, dabane de tere chuche. (Bitch, let me press your tits.)
She smiled, stepped back, and completely removed her salwar kameez and exposed the dark brown hairy pussy. Meanwhile, I had also removed my clothes and was fisting my cock. Koyal now sat back on my bed split her legs wide apart, showing the dark recess between her thighs.
Koyal: Aaiye na bhaiya. Daal dijiye. (Come on in, shove it in me.)
I stood up on the bed with my cock sticking straight out. Walking towards her, I aimed my cock to her mouth.
Me: Pehle isko choos. (First, suck me off.)
Koyal: Vicky Bhaiya daal do na. Baad mein choos dungi. (Please, shove it in me. I will suck you off later.)
Me: Nahi, abhi jaldi kar Koyal. (No Koyal. Suck me now.)
She somewhat agreed and brought her hands around my cock, and started pumping it. I stretched back in pleasure, pushing my cock deeper into her fists. Koyal was looking at me, and I maintained eye contact. I ran my thumb across her lips, making her suck on it.
I put my hand on the back of her head and guided my cock into her mouth. Koyal opened her lips, and I slid my hard cock into the soft orifice. She started moving her mouth up and down my cock, making sure to suck on the top of my cock.
Me: Aaah Koyal.
I started thrusting into her mouth in pleasure. Holding her head with both my hands, I bent to my knees and thrust harder.
Koyal: Ugh, ugh, ugh.
She started gagging slightly. After a couple of minutes of fucking her face, I took my cock out. It was covered in her saliva, and Koyal was slightly out of breath.
Koyal: Abhi toh pelenge na bhaiya? (Now will you fuck me?)
Me: Abhi nahi, tere chucho ko masalna hai (No, now I will maul your tits.)
Koyal: Choosiye bhaiya. (Suck them hard.)
Koyal pressed her small perky boobs closer together with her hands. I gripped her chin and started kissing her hard. Our tongues were lashing at each other and poking into each other’s mouths. I gripped her tongue and started to suck on it.
Koyal had a surprisingly long tongue, and I intended to enjoy it. I planned to use it on my cock later. I also started to fondle her breasts and grope them hard. I thumbed her nipple and pinched it, but since we were kissing, she couldn’t scream.
With one hand at the back of her neck and the other fondling and pinching her nipples, Koyal was helpless and remained subject to my tongue. After a few minutes of rough foreplay, we came back for air.
Koyal: Ouch, bhaiya. Bahut dard ho raha tha. (Ouch, it hurts a lot.)
Me: Thoda dard chalta hai baby. Iske baad toh sukh hi hai (It’s ok. some pain is fine. After this is a pleasure.)
Koyal: Ab toh chodenge na? (Now will you fuck me?)
I smirked at her eagerness to get fucked.
Me: Ab toh buri tarah lunga teri. (Now I will fuck your brains out.)
My horny mind had preplanned that I wanted to use the slim, flexible body to my complete enjoyment.
Me: Koyal, jo bolunga tujhe karna padega na. (Koyal, do as I say.)
Koyal: Haan bhaiya, zarur. (Yes, yes sure.)
Me: Taange utha ke mere kandho pe rakh. (Keep your legs on my shoulders.)
She looked confused. I asked her to lie back, lift her legs and put it on me while I positioned my cock to enter her pussy. Once in position, I thrust myself hard. Koyal moaned hard.
Koyal: Oww.
I started to bend forward a little so that her legs went towards her head. She was more fit and flexible than I assumed. Her legs nearly reached her head, with my cock in her pussy and my body lying on top of her, applying pressure.
(Readers, it is the Eagle position of the Kamasutra. You can google it)
We both were heavily breathing and had no words. I started to thrust long and hard into her.
Koyal: Ah, ah, ah ,ah, ah ah.
Koyal’s pleasurable moans filled my ears. She opened her eyes, and we looked at each other. Her eyes were rolling back in pleasure, and this spurred me further to thrust faster.
After a few minutes in this position, I wanted to fuck her doggy style. I paused and looked at her.
Me: Koyal, abhi kutiya banake pelunga tujhe (Now get into doggy position.)
Koyal was in a pleasure trance and just agreed.
Koyal: Jo aap chaaho bhaiya. (As you wish.)
Me: Pehle, please bol. (Say, please)
Koyal: Vicky bhaiya, please mujhe kutiya bana lo. Apna bada lund mere pichwade mein daal do. (Vicky, please fuck me in the doggy style. Shove your big cock in my ass.)
Hearing that just turned me on insanely. I pulled back and flipped her over. Koyal lay on her elbows and stuck her ass out to receive my cock. I gripped her hips, admiring the slim waist that slightly flared out. Watching the smooth caramel ass, I couldn’t help but slap it hard.
Koyal yelped, not expecting that. I kept a tight grip on her waist and slapped her other ass cheek. I palmed her ass cheek and slapped it again. I kept alternating until they turned red and left my handprints on it. Her ass had become slightly red. Koyal looked back at me and smiled in a mixture of pain and pleasure.
Koyal: Vicky bhaiya, aap kamal ke chodte ho. (You fuck really well.)
I just smiled at the compliment and said to get ready.
Me: Ab dekhna. Kutiya banake zor se lunga teri. (Now on, I will fuck you hard in doggy style.)
With me standing on the edge of the bed, I aimed my hard cock into her dripping pussy. With a tight grip on her waist, I thrust hard with all my might. Koyal seemed to have a got a shock of genuine pain. She was definitely tight down there.
I could feel her pussy muscles gripping and milking my cock. But with no further concern, I started to pound her hard and fast. She started to moan harder. The room was filled with her moans, my grunts and thap-thap of my thighs hitting her supple ass.
I could feel her tight pussy asking my cock to cum. I knew I wouldn’t last much longer inside my teenage maid. Since I was very close to cumming, I relaxed and pushed her back to bed and started to prone bone her. Wrapping myself around her, I put my hands on her perky breasts and lips to her neck.
I started softly kissing her back while fondling her boobs. I reduced my thrusts to a slow pace as I could feel my balls filling up, ready to spew cum.
Me: Baby, mera toh hone wale hai. Tere andar hi kar deta hu. (Baby, I am about to cum. I will cum inside you.)
Koyal: Ha, andar hi daal do. (Yes, yes, cum inside me.)
With a final few thrusts, I erupted inside her pussy. We lay spooned for a minute while I kept kissing her neck and back. Koyal arched her back in pleasure.
Koyal: Vicky bhaiya, sach mein maza aa gaya. Main toh thak gayi ekdum. (Wow, this was so fun. You exhausted me fully.)
Me: Tu kitni baar chudi hai pehle? Experienced lagti hai kafi. (How many times have you fucked? Seems experienced.)
Koyal: Sirf 2 baar bhaiya. Woh baaki dosto ke saath baat karke hi thoda sa pata hai. Par woh sirf andar daal ke chale gaye. Itna maza pehli baar aya. (Only twice. But they only thrust inside and leave.)
Me: Roz chudegi? (Want me to fuck you daily?)
Koyal: Haa bhaiya, lekin kaam kaise hoga? (Haa, definitely, But who will do the chores?)
Me: Dekh lenge. Bol chudegi roz? (That will be seen. Tell me, do you want to be fucked daily?)
Koyal: Bilkul bhaiya. (Yes, definitely.)
Me: Nahake aati hai kya? (Do you take a bath and come here?)
Koyal: Kabhi kabhi, ghar pe jaake naha leti hu. Kaahe bhaiya? (Sometimes. Or else I take a bath after going home. Why?)
Me: Tujhe shower mein chodna hai. (I want to fuck you in the shower)
Koyal: Aap ekdum shaaitan ho, Vicky bhaiya. (You are so horny and naughty.)
Me: Kal se dekhna kya kya hota hai. (Wait and watch from tomorrow)
Koyal giggled and started to dress up.
Me: Accha sun, agle hafte baal baandh ke aana. (From next week, braid your hair and come)
Koyal: Kaahe bhaiya? Aapko toh pasand nhi tha na (Why? You didn’t like it na.)
Me: Tere baal pakadke kutiya banaunga. (I want to pull your hair while I am fucking you)
Koyal: Haww, kaha se aate hai ideas. (Where do you get such ideas?)
Me: Dekhti ja. Aur waise bhi mera flatmate hoga nahi agle hafte, toh zor se chillana jab tujhe pelunga. Aur choot saaf karke aa sakti hai? (You will see. My flatmate isn’t in next week, so you need to scream when getting fucked. Shave your pussy as well.)
Koyal: Iska toh hume kuch idea nahi bhaiya. (I have no idea about it)
Me: Theek hai, main saaf kar dunga. (Fine, I will shave it.)
Koyal finished dressing up and started to finish her chores. I went for a shower, contemplating all I was going to do to that tight, lithe body.
In my next part, I will describe our session for the next week.
Thanks for reading! Any girls or ladies, I am reachable at [email protected] for chats and feedback.