How My Boss Took My Virginity

Hello friends. My name is Kamu. I’m like one of you readers who are warming up by reading sex stories. I became interested only about one month in this. I’m 22 years old beautiful girl and want to share my experience of losing my virginity.
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I’m now second married to Deepak. My first husband expired last year and my boss, Subhash got me married again.
I had been educated till 12th standard in Nasik. When I was 18, my to-be marriage broke when the groom’s dad demanded a huge sum for dowry.In spite of requests to continue with the marriage, the groom marched away from the venue.
But Jawahar uncle, my father’s close friend asked for my hand in the same venue. He was 62, yet all my relatives were relieved that he came as a messiah. He had been a bachelor all his life. He worked as gardener at Subhash’s farmhouse on the outskirts of Mumbai. We got married.
After marriage, we came to Mumbai. Jawahar uncle asked his boss for small jobs that I could do. As he was looking for a secretary, he felt that I can fill the place.
Jawahar uncle was always busy looking after the lawns. He had entrusted Subhash to give me work and keep me occupied. And I traveled with him to all business meetings.
Though I settled at work, I had never had a sexual experience. And I didn’t know why my mother insisted that I remove all the hair near my pussy and armpits. Nor I knew what it meant to ‘cooperate’ with my husband. And what it meant to ‘give’ pleasure to your husband.
It (sex) happened when Subhash and me drove to Goa for a business meeting. On the way itself, Subhash had decided to screw me and enjoy. Please pardon my language. I have just learnt these words- cock, pussy, land, boobs and ass. I had worn a sexy red saree with a sleeveless blouse.
As we were driving, Subhash asked me about my past and I told him how I was married to Jawahar, etc. Then the personal questions followed.
“Kya Jawahar tumhe khush rakhta hai?” (Does Jawahar keep you satisfied?) I didn’t know what he meant actually by asking this.
“Woh tumhe kahan kahan choomta hai? (On which body parts does he kiss you?) Frankly, he had never even touched me like a husband -ever. I blushed. “Sir, woh to mere uncle hain. Hum dono ko aise feelings hain hi nahi.” (Sir, he is my uncle. We do not like kissing and all.)
“Sach?” His face lit up in a smile, “Ye kissing tumhe bahut maza dengi. Agar main uski jagah pe hota, to main tumhe bahut jageh pe choomta. Aur pyar karta. ” (really? If he actually kissed you, you would enjoy. If I was him, I would surely kiss you. And love you.)
We kept chatting like old friends and he came to know about my secrets. And in my innocence, I told him everything about my relationship with uncle.
I forgot to tell you about my features. I’m not very fair, but I have lovely black eyes. The most attractive part about me is my shoulder-length hair. I’m 5 feet and four inches tall. I have big boobs and a thin waist of 25 inches.
And Subhash is around 45. He’s a broad shouldered man and looks half his age. He has been married for 10 years to Jothi.
We reached Goa. It was a hot summer day. We checked into Leela palace hotel. We checked into the same room and he asked me to take a shower. The taps and fixtures were new to me. I had removed all my clothes, but didn’t know how to open the shower. I tried and a forceful gush of cold water fell on my shoulders. I let out a scream in panic.
Subhash rushed in and closed the tap. I had not latched the door as I thought I might need his assistance. He turned around and saw my exposed body parts. Water kept dripping on my naked shoulders and boobs. I reached for the towel and covered myself. He showed me how to use the hand shower and went out.
I came out of the bathroom totally fresh. He had changed and worn a bath robe. He had already poured a coke for me. But I insisted on having his Vodka. He was having vodka on the rocks. I liked the taste. He made another glass of vodka for me. I was dressed only in blouse and petticoat as my saree was kept outside.
As we were enjoying the drink, his hands felt my waist. And since the blouse showed off my cleavage and navel, he looked at me sexily. The petticoat held below my navel. His hands pulled my naked waist towards him. He kissed me and asked me to do the same. I felt nice with his kiss. I told him to do it again. This time, he kissed my neck and squeezed my right boob.
The tickling sensation was so nice. I hugged him tightly. His hands moved on my back and he pressed me tightly. My boobs were crushed on his chest. We kissed six to seven times while we had the first glass. Then we kissed again for ten to twelve times when the second glass also became empty. Even I felt a nice sensation by touching his back.
Then we went downstairs to have lunch. He told me about how his wife didn’t want to ‘cooperate’ with him. And also that his wife never removed the hair from her arms. And I was thanking my mother for teaching me this. He told me that his wife never bothered when he used to kiss her.. And appreciated me for kissing him…. I didn’t know how to react.
We went upstairs and had a good sleep because he was tired of driving. After an hour, I woke up and began to massage his back. He was moaning with my touches, and presses. I removed my petticoat from below the blanket and kept my leg on top of his. My hands were moving round and round on his back. He turned around and saw my ’round shape mango boobs’ (that’s what he called it). His hands moved down and pressed my small bums. I didn’t know what was happening.
I remembered about Jawahar uncle and asked Subhash to call him. He connected a quick call. I told uncle that we had reached safely and had lunch. He told me to look after Saab well. And give him what he wants.
As soon as the call ended, he pulled me by the waist and laid me on my back.. On the bed. My hands went up and I laid like a small child, carefree. My sleeveless blouse showed my clean armpits. It was a sight for Subhash. He removed his robe. For the first time, I had seen a man without clothes. And that too, he wasn’t my husband, I looked at him in lust.
There was lots of hair on his chest and the color of his tits was purple. The sight of his tits aroused me. He came down and kissed my soft rosy lips. He sucked it and the tingling sensation continued. My hands went up and held his hair. He kissed me harder… And if kissed him back with equal hardness.
We were both engulfed in passion. The biology of both our bodies was too hot compared to the weather in Goa. He asked me to remove my blouse… Then my bra. All done, we rolled on the bed like small kids. Enjoying the kissing, the pressing, the sucking. Everything. He turned me over and saw my round global ass. “Tum aaj bahut khubsurat lag rahi ho.” (You look beautiful). He licked my soft back and kept saying nice things about it. I closed my eyes and began to enjoy.
In my life, Subhash is the first man to see me nude. He had been the chosen one to take my virginity. I had to surrender and discover the pleasures of a man. That’s all.
Now he removed his underwear. I saw his thick bone, that he called ‘cock’. He told me that this ‘cock’ tasted like lollipop if I licked it. I felt the ‘cock’ with my small hands and the amazing heat it had.
He explained to me that when a man sees a naked woman, blood flows down to this bone and makes it hard. And when a woman teases a man with her kisses, this bone goes out of control and oozes white liquid.
I kept looking at the ‘cock’ in amazement. He told me that the skin of the ‘cock’ can be pulled to see the lollipop. I pulled the skin and saw how hard and red it became. My cheeks went and felt the heat of the cock. I kissed it so many times. It felt nice to hold also. He asked me to lie on my back.
I lied down and he removed my panties. I was reluctant. Then I remembered that uncle wanted me to take care of him ( or maybe his ‘cock’). As my panties were pulled off, my clean shaven ‘pussy’ was exposed. He gently spread my legs and kissed it many-many times at the opening. With each kiss, he opened the lips of the ‘pussy’ and licked it.
I can’t explain the tingling sensation down my ‘pussy’. He kept moving his tongue deeper inside my ‘pussy’. And I was growing mad with his licking. Then finally, he stopped and told me that he would put his ‘Lund’ or ‘cock’ inside my ‘pussy’.
Both of us were admiring each other’s body. Then he opened a packed and removed what is called ‘condom’.
Subhash told me that when the ‘cock’ gets fully hard and excited, a thick white malai comes out through the lollipop. That must not enter my pussy. So, he is putting on this rubber balloon. So that we must enjoy, yet not be worried about the white malai.
He explained to me that the ‘cock’ can be a very important part of the pleasure. And if I ‘cooperated’ well, I will enjoy it. I told him that I’m willing to ‘cooperate’.
So, he wore the ‘condom’ on the length of the cock and applied little Vaseline on my cunt. Then entered and started pushing it in me. It was painful for five ten minutes. He kept sucking my boobs and licking my armpits. His tongue and saliva was all over my neck and shoulders as he pushed into my pussy. Finally it ended. I didn’t enjoy it as there was pain down there. Two to three drops of blood made the white bed sheet red. I was sobbing. He kissed me on my cheek. And went to have a shower.
I wore my clothes and slept. That night, we had a meeting with the delegates. It went on well. I didn’t speak with him through the dinner. The agreement had to be done the next day at 11 am.
We slept on the same bed, but he didn’t force me to do anything. Next morning, before dawn, I was woken by his sucking on my boobs. I pulled him closer and let him suckle me. I moaned with the sensation of his sucking and kissing lips. His hands caressed my bums and I began to enjoy.
He pulled away my panties and his boxers too. We were both so relaxed that we could have sex now. He spread my legs and entered my pussy. This time, it was going in and out very nicely. And I was enjoying the thickness of his ‘lund’ inside my tight pussy. I put my hands on his bum and his strokes became very hard and nice. And with every stroke, he was screw-driving me to peaks of pleasure.
We both had a good time taking a shower also. There also, he made me sit on his cock and pushed it deeper and deeper.
We finished registration by 11:30 and came back to the room by 12 pm.
And again we had sex till 4pm (thrice). I learnt that the best time to have sex was when both the man and woman are completely relaxed. I came to know what giving pleasure also meant. We drove back to Mumbai and reached there by 10 pm.
I had now transformed from a virgin to a woman. Thanks to the kindness of Subhash. If it weren’t for him, I would be incomplete. The memories of my first sex experience are permanently making my pussy wet. I learnt to kiss the cock, and lick it. He showed me how a position called 69 can be enjoyed. Then he also made me ride in his cock while he slept on the bed. Then he showed me how to raise my legs and take the length of his Lund more deeper into my ‘cunt’.
After this, we would have sex only on Thursdays in his other apartment. This sexual gratification of both of us continued for six months. Neither uncle, nor his wife have ever known about our relationship. Six months after losing my virginity, Jawahar uncle expired of a heart attack. Though I had never had a relationship of a wife with him, I was now his widow.Subhash’s wife now became insecure about me. She looked out for a boy for my alliance. But my Thursday relationship continued with Subhash.
He is a terrific lover and a beast in bed. And he fucks harder when I kiss him in the back of his neck. And his lollipop is ever ready to penetrate my pussy to deep levels of orgasm. Can I ask for more?
Finally, Madam found a handsome man for me. Now I’m married for a week. I know that I will be a source of pleasure to my husband. The only ‘thing’ is that he should ‘cooperate’ with me. Wink.
Please write to me if you felt nice on reading my experience. Mark the subject as KAMU. and mail it to [email protected] I will write about how Subhash’s father fucked me to satisfy his sexual needs soon. Till then, you may keep reading this post

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