Horny Nisha Gets Screwed

Hi. I’m Nisha. I want to share how I lost my virginity. I have earlier written about how I was educated about the pleasures of sex in my story, “My father fucked the maid”.

My father and mother have sex everyday and I get to see them through my window and enjoy their pleasure. I have a sexy figure of 36-24-36. My boobs are big and I love to see my father Mr.Brij satisfying two women at the same time. I’m fair and have attractive black eyes. My neck is long and I have seen boys staring down at my cleavage whenever they get a chance.

I lost my virginity in our farmhouse in Meerut. We have a massive land of 15 acres where we have landscaped gardens and swimming. Mr. Brij flaunts his collection of different wines, coins and paintings with all his relatives and friends.

In one corner of the estate we have a big bungalow of 8 big bedrooms and servants quarters. On one occasion, my cousin sister, Shama and her husband, Kunvar Rajesh came for a brief vacation. At that time, only I and my mother were at our estate to host them, besides checking the systems. Kunvar Rajesh is the only guy with whom I shared my body. He took me to pinnacles of unbound pleasures. He showed me the hardness of a man’s cock.

Rajesh is a well built 25 year old lad from Amritsar. He’s in the army and married to Shama only 6 months back. Comparatively, Shama is thin, but has an attractive body. She wears tight clothes to show her voluptuous figure. When I first saw the two together, I could imagine that Rajesh would have thoroughly enjoyed Shama’s big curves.

We had an instant connection, Rajesh and Me. I was a state level swimming champion and he had won many medals in rifle shooting. And Shama wasn’t interested in either.

“Jijajee, let’s have an agreement. In the coming seven days, you teach me shooting and I’ll train you in swimming. It’ll be fun.” I told Rajesh.

“Why not, Nishu? You’re a gifted girl and I want to take the advantage of your sexy figure to bring down my abs.” Rajesh replied.

I didn’t feel any sexual attractiveness towards jijajee then. But, I yearned for a handsome and experienced guy to screw me till I got tired.

That night, I overheard jiju moaning in the closed bedroom.

“Hmmm. Ho. Hmm. Aaaao. Hmmm. Kya baat hai. Waah. Aaao. Hmmm. “Rajesh’s voice was going louder.

“Dheere bolo. Nisha paas wale kamre me hai.” Shama said.

“Tum itne jore se choos rahi ho. Mujhe bahut maza aa raha hai. Hmmm. Aaaa. Kya kar rahi ho.”

“Itne mote land ka maza aise hi jaane dun. Meri choot ko bahut buri tarha se thoka hai isne. Mujhe isse bahut maja aata hai.”

I could hear the bed creaking for more than half an hour. I was horny. No companion, no sex. What a sorrow state I was in.

Next day, at 6am, we were to start our swimming training. Rajesh came to the poolside in a bathrobe. We have a 30 meter pool at a distance of 5 minute walk (away from our bungalow). I was wearing a dark blue bikini that showed my bare back.

I told Rajesh to remove the robe and get into the water. He obeyed quietly. I was amazed to look at his broad chest and shoulders. He had a very sexy mole below his left tit. On his right arm biceps was a superman symbol. I too removed my robe and dived into the pool to his astonishment. I swam one length and came back swiftly.

“Look, swimming is a relaxation. If you master the art of moving and stroking rhythmically, you’ll enjoy it.” I explained. I also thought who could understand it better than the one who’s had a fucking night last night!
I taught him how to breathe underwater and to float. While he was floating, I got the opportunity to touch his thighs. What an experience it was! I could also see that his manhood was getting aroused. He tried for fifteen to twenty minutes. Then he pleaded for a break. He climbed up and rushed for the wash room. I guess he was aroused with my touch.

When he came, I wanted to show off my body. I swam in different styles and allowed him to admire my sexy legs, my ass. And the way I moved my legs and hands, I gave him ample imagination to see how good I could be in bed. He kept staring at my boobs when I came on the edge. My cleavage was even more appealing in the wetness.

Only a fool will not be attracted. I too was watching his cock in erection. he was controlling his posture to cover up. I gave him a wink and a naughty smile.

“Shama uth gayi hogi. Let’s go. “

Once out of the pool, I wore my bath robe and came to Rajesh. He was still in his swimming trunks. I held his robe for him to wear. When he put his bands in the sleeve, I put my arms around his waist. I could barely reach his navel as my hands were smaller. My tits felt his rock hard back and my cheeks were red. He looked at me in shock.

I didn’t look at him in the eye, as I too was feeling awkward at my action. He smiled and I felt comfortable.

When we reached, Shama had already had a bath and was ready to go shopping with my mother. My mother announced that they would be away for a couple of hours. Meanwhile, I should look after jijajee. The wetness down there became an ocean of lust for me.

Rajesh said he would take a bath and went into the toilet. I looked out of the window to see my mother drive away in the red sports jeep. I wanted to see Rajesh without his trunks. Feel his cock and muzzle it till the milk oozed away. He was a bathroom singer and started humming, “sama hai suhaana” from an old Hindi movie. I too started singing from outside, as I knew no one was in the house with us.

He finished his bath and realized that he’d left the towel outside. He called, “Nishu. Mujhe towel dena.” I wanted to be naughty. “Ye lijiye, jijajee,” I yelled from outside the bathroom.

He opened the door and held his hand out to take it from me. His hands touched the towel and I pulled it. He was almost pulled out fully naked but gained control. He pulled it and I was pulled along with the towel inside the bathroom. I banged against his bare chest, and he banged on the shower knob. The shower threw a fountain of water on our bodies. My shirt became wet and transparent. I was not wearing a bra. My round boobs and erect nipples were seen through the wet shirt.

He hugged me and planted a kiss on my lips. I put my arms around his neck and supported his kiss. He began necking and licking my wet body. His hands were on my hips and pressing on both sides. My both boobs stuck on his chest, I kept feeling the warmth of his strong shoulders. His nose kept moving on my neck and his mouth opened to lick me like a dog.

“Tum kitni sexy ho. Tumhe dekhke kuch hota hai.”
“Jijajee, aap kitne strong ho. Didi kitni lucky hai. Kya aap roze didi ko pyar karte ho.”
“Use mera lauda bahut pasand hai. Wo mere laude ko pakad ke zore zore se hilati hai, aur main uske chote boobs ko choosta hoon.Lekin humne 6 mahine me sirf do baar sex kiya hai.”
“Lekin jijajee, kal raat aap kitni siskiya le rahe the. Mujhe lagraha tha kie saari raat sex kiya hai.”
“Arre nahin. Teri behen sab kuch karne deti hai, par sex nahin. Use choosna, chaatna, kaatna, choomna sab acha lagta hai. Par mera mota lund use bahut dard deta hai. Wo mujhe andar dalne hi nahin deti.”
“Jijajee, Main bhooki hoon. Aur mujhe mota aur lamba lund hi chahiye. Main chahti hoon kie aap do ghante tak apni Shama banakar jitna chodna chaho, karo.”

I gave him a sexy smile and opened the buttons of my shirt. My cleavage was already giving him a jerk. He went mad on hearing about sex from a virgin like me. For the first time, his hands cupped my erect boobs and squeezed them like oranges. But they were rough, and I didn’t like it.

I gained control and wanted him to fuck me my way. The way I had watched my father fuck my mother; and Dudhiya. I wanted sex like a bitch, but not rough. I wanted a cock to gently enter my virgin cunt and give me some wonderful penetrating strokes, but not rough. I wanted my man to fuck me tenderly and deflower my innocence, but not rough. So, I told him that I will allow him only if he obeyed what I said.
“Jeeju, main aapko itna pyar dungi, kie aapki sari sharam nikal jayegi. Aap mujhe baahon me leke jhumenge, mujhe sar se paon tak choomenge. ”

I opened the rest of my buttons and revealed my sexy boobs to him. He stared in amazement. His eyes were fixed on my round navel and the curves of my waist. My rock hard tits were pointed towards him. Then like a seductress, I swayed before him with sexy dance moves. My hips were shaking and I so were my buttocks. The expressions on his face gave me even more encouragement.

I asked him to lift me in his arms and put me on the bed. He obeyed. The 6 inches sponge bed had white sheets and looked inviting to fuck. He was still in his underwear and ready to remove it. I told him to lick my cunt. He said that he had never done it before.

But because I told him, he came on top of me and started removing my panties. While doing it, his chin came on my navel. His lips kissed my navel. I could literally feel the blood of my veins becoming hot with lust. What a lover. He removed my panties and I spread my cunt lips for him to lick. I could feel his reluctance.

“Jijajee, aap is ras ko choosenge to aapka lauda uchal uchal ke mujhe chodega. Zara aazmake to dekho.” I exclaimed in confidence.

His tongue came and started to lick on my pink clean shaven pussy. Ooooh what a feeling. The first man in my life is giving me a high. ”Rajesh, oh Rajesh. My darling.” As he was licking it, I left both my hands and he took control. His hands held both my legs up in the air and he savored my juices. As he was licking, nibbling and moving his lips on my pussy, my hands were holding his head in shivering delight.

“Aaaaah jijaji, I love you. Oooh Rajesh, I love you. Meri choot puri tarha se aapki hai. Agar aap isme aapki ungli daal ke hilayenge to thodi khul jayegi.”

He could not hold his erection in his underwear. He ripped it and threw it on the corner. His erect 9 inches cock was in attention. The licking of my sexy cunt made all the difference. I knew it.

I had often seen Dudhiya screaming in sheer delight when Brij kept licking her pussy. I could see his cock as big as a horse’s. I could see Brij going wild and pumping away in Dudiya’s cunt. He showed no mercy. She sometimes screamed. She sometimes bit him. She sometimes kissed him to bring down his wild appetite. But she always enjoyed the orgasm.

As Rajesh was in action, I was imagining all that I had seen between Brij and Dudhiya. For those who haven’t read my last story, here’s the link:

http://indiansexstories2.net/stories/Maid_Servant/my_father_fucked_the_maid_dudhiya_123868.html

I then asked Rajesh to come on top and feel my entire body with his hands. I lay on my stomach totally naked. His hands, as expected went on my buttocks. He squeezed them like dough and kept caressing my ass. His lips meanwhile were travelling across my back. His hands came up and moved around my back. My creamy back had never been explored by a male.

I was getting ready to have the first fuck of my life. My cousin sister’s husband would be my first fucker. I chose him because I expected secrecy in the relationship. Who would he disclose about our sex after- all.
His hands started massaging my shoulder and I could make out that he admired my body better than Shama’s. I must confide, all girls are the same. Except, some like me have more lust and are hornier. I was beginning to get wet down. I turned around and saw his cock. It was right in front of my boobs.

I ordered him to insert his finger for a few strokes. He started inserting and it pained. It was my first sex and my tight cunt was having a foreigner visiting. He slowly went deeper and deeper till a time where I could feel that it is inside. I told him to start stroking inside out. Push-push his fingers went, aah-aah my faint moaning began!

I wanted a little expansion before I could take his cock. I now ordered him to apply oil and insert it again. He did so. This time, it went even easier. And my cunt was going wild with every push. I hugged him and brought my boobs near his mouth. He started sucking. His finger continued to dig into my vagina. His sucking was making my boobs harder. What a lover- Rajesh.

“I love you, Rajesh. I love you. Tum mujhe chooso.” I cried, wanting more.
“Agar tum meri biwi hoti to kitna acha hota.”
“Par hum dono lovers to hain. Main aapko bahut pyar dungi, jeeju. Mujhe chooso.”

He sucked and bit my tits. Then licked and made them hornier. My hands went down and held his cock. For the first time in my life, I held an erect cock in my hand. It was nice. We kissed each other’s bodies for more than an hour and then I told him, “Jijaji aap abhi mere andar isko dalo.”

The foreplay was amazing. And I was ready to experience some hot meat inside my love tunnel. He made me lie on my back. I made him wear the durex condom and guided his long bone on the opening of my love shack. He lifted my legs and in a single stroke pushed his cock inside. “aaaaaaah.” I started beating him. It was very painful. My whole body wanted to fight against this monster.

He held on to my shoulders and started kissing me. His smooch did not stop. His cock started pushing deeper. It was warm. He caressed my ass and squeezed my hips while he stroked. His hands now held my knees and bent them while his cock went deep. I could feel some wet fluid on the bed sheet. Who cares?

He fucked me in pure passion. I hugged him and made him my lover. My Rajesh. My cousin sister’s husband is my passionate lover. He screwed me and made me into a woman that morning.

When we got up, I saw a huge blood stain on the cot. That was my virginity gone. That was my innocence fully gone. That was my pure pussy totally finished in the arms of my lover. What an orgasm it was! What a cock my jijajee has! And what a screw driver he was!

The following seven days, we were busy in swimming trainings and screwing each other in pure ecstasy. Shama never came to know that my jijajee was having a ball of a time. He screwed her in the nights and made love to me during the day.

My dad came to the farmhouse on the sixth day. He had detailed discussions with Rajesh and offered him a job to look after a new venture in Meerut. Rajesh was more than happy. My affair with Rajesh was more than a one night stand. I taught him to fuck gently and he shows his gratitude by licking my pussy daily.

One day, Shama confided in me, “Nisha, tere jijajee yahan aake badal gaye hain. Woh mujhe pehle se zyada pyar karte hain. Pehle woe ek janwar ke jaise bistar par mere saath zabardasti karte the. Abhi bahut bahut der tak mujhe neeche chaat ke mujhe sex ke liye ready karte hain. Yahan aake ye sache mard ho gaye hain.”

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