I am Ajay and 30 years old bachelor. I am an ardant reader of "NavelStories" and this is the first time I am sharing my experience which sexhilirating and made me a man out of my bachelorhood. This true incident happened during my visit to Palghat in June this year. I was visiting my grandma’s house after a gap of 12 years and it was located 25 kms outside palghat towards thrissur road. It’s a small remote village and my grandparents were the richest family in that village. So they had a huge bungalow sorrounded by coconut trees. Sice my grandpa is no more, my grandmother used to live in the bungalow with the assistance of maid servants overseeing our property.
I reached my ancester’s home by 9 pm by car and had a bath and went to have my dinner with my grandma who is 75 years old. I was introduced to Saramma, the head cook who was 40 years old and her daughter Sarala who was 20 years old. Both were wearing traditional malayali dress… yes, a mundu and a lungi. I was stunned by the beauty of Sarala who for her age looked like a women of 26 years age with huge boobs and buttocks. She was looking in great shape and lemon color tender skin added glow to her beautiful body.
After finishing my dinner, I was shown a bedroom on the 2nd floor of the bungalow and went to bed thinking about sarala’s magnificant body and without knowing what’s in store for me in the next morning. Normally, I wear a night gown with only a white brief on my waist. Having travelled a long distance, I continued to sleep in the morning and woke up only by 10 am, thanks to some noise in my room. Only then I realised that it has rained heavily overnight and continued to drizzle in the morning. Even 10 in the morning looked like 6 or 6.30. I felt a severe hardon in my brief and with a smile in my face i realised it is because of thoughts about sarala, i was having this bulge.
While i was admiring my bulge in my brief, to my surprise, sarala entered my bedroom without knocking the door.There i was lying in my bed with my night gown (which was made of pure white cotton cloth, which is an extended kurtha like gown with a full frontal opening, which is tied in my waist with a threaded knot.) leaving my bulge visible to sarala too. She smiled mildly and asked me looking at my eyes that whether i prefer a coffee or tea in the morning.
I told her that I prefer milk and got up from my bed and went to the bathroom to brush my teeth. In the mean time, sarala went downstairs and brought the milk with a mini breakfast consisting of coconut puttu and fish curry. Again, I was amazed with the quality of the food and appreciated her mother for the tasty food she had prepared. Now, sarala said it she who prepared the food as her mother and my grandma had gone to a near by market for shopping and they will come only in the afternoon. She asked me what i would like to have for my lunch and i told her to prepare mutton curry with chicken briyani. She asked me to take some more rest as she will come after preparing for my lunch. Thanks to the long drive, i went to bed and again slept till 12 noon.
Suddenly, during my sleep, i felt a soft hand touching my shoulder and shaking me to wake up. Up close, i saw sarala trying to wake me up. While doing so, I saw her deep cleavage and huge boobs in front of my feasting eyes wherein her pallu (a short towel) hardly covering the left side of her big boobs. I could not believe my eyes and in an instant moment, i could sense, i was having a real big bulge in my brief which was hard to hide as my night gown had risen to my waist while i was in deep sleep exposing my bottom half of my body to the naked eyes of sarala. while her one hand was near my shoulder, the other hand was near my buttocks and sensing things going beyond my control, suddently i tried sitting in my bed and in the process, my head collided with sarala’s as she was kneeling in the bed trying to wake me up. It was a mild collusion and she stood up rubbing her temple area and in the process, her pallu moved to the centre of her boobs exposing both the big melons to my feasting eyes.
It continued to rain outside and the temprature in the locality would not have been more than 24 degrees whereas it was nearly 40 degrees inside me. I said sorry to sarala for mistakenly colliding with her and asked her whether the hot water is ready for me to take bath. Sarala said that it is getting ready and in the mean time she asked to change my clothes and gave me a small langotti to wear and come. I was shocked and asked her whether i have to come only with the langotti on and she said yes master.. because, she is going to give me a head massage with some specially made herbal oil which will refresh my body from the exhaustive travel i had in the previous day.
thanking my stars for the luck i had, I said that I will be on with my brief’s and not a langotti, which i have not worn till date and felt that it will also deeply expose my current situation to her. But sarala said that the expensive brief will get spoiled by the herbal oil and if need be, she will help me in wearing the langotti. I said no to her and went inside the bathroom and removed my brief and nightgown and weared the langotti. It was wide enough to cover my rod and balls and lengthy enough to tie at the both ends of my waistline. still it could not hide the bulge as it was very much visible thanks to the wornout dhothi cloth on which the langotti was made of.
Sarala in the mean time, came with a temporary foldable cott and a matt and asked me to sit on the cott. The cott was just a foot above the ground level and she started pouring the lukewarm herbal oil on my head and started rubbing my head with the tips of her sensual hands. I could really feel the heat on my head and the oil dripping inside my head. Instantly, i closed my eyes and went to a floating mode which is half sleepy and half awake in reality.
Without realising myself, i stretched my legs and held my hands rested on the cott just behind me. this posure of mine made my head to bow down and enabled sarala to massage it encircling my skull and temple area. After finishing my head, she slowly moved her hand to my backneck and applied pressure using her thumb. I really felt the relief in my neck and started breathing heavily as i could feel the heat out of my tired body. She sensed that and asked me whether i was tired too much because of my exhaustive travel, i said yes and it feels really nice to have this massage and pleaded her to extend it to my whole body.
As if waiting for my green signal, in one swift move she took her hand to my waist and removed the langotti from there and threw it on the dust bin. Before i could realise what had happened to me, my rod came to life and sprang to 90 degrees. Sarala said that she is taking the short cut for full relief and took the lukeward herbal oil and poured it on my 8 inch iron hot rod and the oil started dripping down to my balls and went near my ass.
Sarala took her both hand and cupped the toe end of my manhood and squeezed it like a banana. I went to the roof and came back with the sensations and pleaded sarala not to squeeze or otherwise, i would cum in her hands. she immediately stopped and cupped the top end of my manhood with her thumb and index finger and encircled it and brought her fingers down till the tip of my manhood. She repeated the same thing few times and I felt like a 1000 watts current passing through my body and had a mild jerk which pushed my waist and dick up and down few times.
Then she took her hand and cupped my chest and encircled my nipples and pinched it so hard that it turned to pink colour and i really groaned in pain. Then only i realised that things are going beyond the mere massage session and i for once, lying without doing anything on her beautiful body. I asked sarala to stop everything for a moment as i needed time to regain myself and she too obliged my request and that was the only mistake she did all the while. Yes, i stood up stark naked in front of my beautiful servant maid who is hardly 20 years old.
I grabbed sarala by her shoulder and hugged her tightly feeling her big melons crushing against my broad shoulders. She obediently obliged and cupped my buttocks. in the process, i could sense the barrier between us. yes her dress. by this time, sarala moved away from me and removed her pallu herself and also the lungi and the blouse she was wearing without giving me this opportunity. Sarala’s big melons were upright and so soft, and her soft pink pussy was sorrounded by thick black hairs hiding from my wild eyes.
I went to my cupboard and took a bottle of honey and opened the lid and came near sarala and started pouring the honey on her soft big breasts. Her lemon colour breasts started glowing under the thick cover of golden colour honey and i for once took my both hands and rested it just below her breasts enabling it in the process to stood up right. Then, slowly, i moved my spring tongue and started licking the honey on her breasts. this gave me a tremendous sensation and sarala started moaning out of unbearable pleasure. In the process of licking the honey drops, i also bite her nipples with my foreteeths and it turned into red from pink. I took my tongue from her breasts to upwards to the side of her cheeks and then finally to her cherry lips. I opened her lips through my tongue and explored inside her mouth using my tongue and locked my lips over hers.
For once, sarala pleaded to stop and enter her. I too realised the same and took her in my arms and dropped her in my regular bed. once again, for once, sarala hid her face with both her hands as if she is shy of these things and i moved towards her in the cott and removed her hands from her face.
I took her hands and kept it on my chest and slowly moved it down to my belly and ultimately to my manhood which is covered with thick black hairs. Sarala sensed what i wanted and took her towel from the bed and cleaned my manhood from the herbal oil and took the honey bottle and poured it on my hot iron rod and started sucking it like a tube ice. I for once, felt like i was in a heaven and the tender lips licking my hot manhood and the movement made me to reach my peak and i for once, pleaded sarala to stop. she did not and while i literally cummed my sperm , she removed her mouth from the tip of my manhood just it in time and took it in her towel.
In this process, my manhood to my surprise, suddenly shrank and became small. She looked at it and laughed at my position and said that she is made to work overtime to bring my brother to life and started rubbing my cock with both her hands. At the same time i pushed her down and cupped her breasts and started squeezing and pinching them to give extreme pleasure to sarala. With her rubbing my cock, it came to life immediately and i for once, without giving her any signal, inserted it inside her pussy and stopped going further.
Sarala, cupped my buttocks and tried pushing me towards her so that i will insert my cock in full inside her pussy but i held my hands so tightly in the cott, i for once, refused to enter her further and it gave me immense pleasure whereas, sarala for once, was pleading in pain and pleasure and requested me to enter her in full as she could not tolerate the pleasure pain anymore.
Thanks to the lubricating effect of the herbal oil and the honey, my cock went inside her puzzy effortlessly the moment i applied some more pressure and started moving my dick up and down in a rhythmic motion which inturn was helped by saralas moving hands around my waist.
After 2 to 3 mins i cummed entirely inside the puzzy of sarala and she hugged me tightly with tears in her eyes saying that this was her first experience and i for once made it more memorable and satisfying for her. I too told her that for once, this was my first experience and i too will remember it for a long time to come.
We both of us lied like that for a while and then she took me to the bathroom and helped me to take bath and then had a nice lunch prepared by her. This continued till i stayed there to complete my vacation .Hope you all enjoyed my story, for once, is a real incident which i thought should be shared to all ISS readers. See you again.
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