Read the story of sexy country girl, My maid sometimes sends her younger daughter to work at my house. One day I caught him stealing something.
My greetings to all the readers of Antavasna’s website.
Friends, I am Vibha Dev. I have been associated with Antarvasna website only for the last five or six months.
I found most of the stories here very interesting and inspiring, so I thought I’d write about some of my experiences here.
Before proceeding further, if I tell you a little about myself then it will be easier for everyone to understand the spirit of the story of Sexy Paushika Girl.
I am a very ordinary person, married, working in a good position in a government agency.
It is near the city where I am posting.
I have my own house, wife and one year old son.
Since the parents are old and have little farming, the wife can only live in the ancestral house.
I go home on weekends and spend the rest of my time here.
I rented an apartment in a society here.
It is a neat and clean space with a garage underneath to park your car.
I have to leave for office at 9.30 in the morning and come back at 7.30 or 8 in the evening.
I come back from work, freshen up, drink a lot of wine, take a sip and my only job is to watch the news on TV.
Then I heat the food and eat it by 9:30.
If I felt like it, I would read a sex story or watch porn and masturbate, then wish myself good night and go to bed.
In this true story, I changed the names of the characters.
A maid was hired to do the household work, her name was Letty.
She was about thirty-five or thirty-six years old, a widow from a rural background, with delicate features.
Her husband was a security guard in a company and died in a car accident two years ago.
Rati has only one daughter, her name is Bhavana. But everyone calls him Gungun.
She is an intermediate student, eighteen-nineteen years old, on the cusp of adolescence.
After the exam she was waiting for the result.
I am very satisfied with the work of these two mother-daughters and have been sending them clothes and other gifts on the day of Teej.
Secondly, I have never looked at these two mother-daughters with that dirty look, because that phase of life has long passed and I am eager to enjoy the new achievements of the new era.
Hovering over a fresh bud like a bumblebee, sucking its juice, transforming it from a bud to a flower, from a virgin to a woman, all these things have long been forgotten.
These are the things of college life.
Once you get a good job, get married and become a father, a sense of seriousness and responsibility comes into your life.
Then all the work will disappear automatically.
I am talking about my maid.
Rati would come at eight in the morning, clean the room, prepare breakfast and dinner and then leave.
Sometimes her daughter Bhavana or rather Gungun comes along with her mother to help her in the work.
Whenever Laati got a job, she would send her daughter there.
As I tell you, I am very happy with the work of these mother-daughter duos and most importantly, the food they prepared tasted amazing.
Now let us talk about the events which are the basis of this story.
My milkman is from a nearby village.
He doesn’t get the milk money every month, he said it is all spent, so if he saves for three or four months, he will continue to save. My daughter is getting married in two years.
So one day he called and said – Sabji, I will come to the office tomorrow to withdraw the money.
I also told him yes.
I did a rough calculation that day and found out that he would have to pay around Rs 3,500.
I didn’t expect that he would tell the rest himself.
I withdrew Rs 4000 from the ATM, counted 8 Rs 500 notes and kept them in my wallet.
I don’t carry a lot of cash with me because most of my spending or purchasing happens digitally.
Next afternoon, when the milkman came to the office to collect the money, I made him sit and took out a five hundred rupee note from my wallet and gave it to him.
I said that the remaining amount should be adjusted by depositing it in the next bill.
The milkman counted the bills and said, “Sir, this is only three thousand.” I want three thousand, seven hundred and fifty.
After listening to what he said, I took the money from his hand, counted it carefully and found that there were only seven notes.
I was very confused because after withdrawing money from ATM I went straight home and there was no problem in spending it.
I nodded and told the milkman – Okay… keep it now and add the rest to the next bill.
After he left I was wondering where the Rs 500 note went?
I racked my brain a lot, but couldn’t think of anything.
Then I remembered that many times before also I had felt that the money in my wallet had reduced, but I did not pay much attention to it.
After thinking for a while, his suspicious eyes stopped on the maid.
But my heart was not ready to accept that she would steal.
Then I felt like I was living at home. What if my wallet is on the table in front of me or on the bed?
Then it occurred to me that when I was going to the bathroom to take a bath, someone might be doing something in the house. Because I have never had the habit of keeping money locked.
Hmm…so that could be the case.
Then I remembered that Lati’s daughter Gong Gong had come to work this morning.
So did he withdraw the money or did the mother and daughter collude?
Now whatever happens, I thought and made a plan to catch the thief.
From the next day, before taking a bath, I started putting my wallet under the pillow, put my phone in airplane mode, hid it in the book on the table next to me so that no one could see it, and then started Take your phone with you. Its camera is on.
After coming back from the shower, I started playing the video to see what activity was going on in the room.
When Lati came to work for the first four-five days, everything went well.
Then one day Gungun came to work.
On days when Lati did not come, she would call me and tell me that she could not come, or that Gong Gong would come in her place.
Gungun came early that day and started finishing the work quickly.
I go to take bath at 8.30 and come back and start getting ready for work.
Gungun also finished her work and she left in front of me saying that she was leaving.
I finished my breakfast and started checking my phone.
This time you can see in the video that as soon as I finished taking shower, she went into the room and started listening to the sounds inside by putting her ear to the bathroom door.
Then he looked around, picked up the pillow and saw that my wallet was there.
He immediately looked inside the notes and took out a note of five hundred rupees and quickly hid it in his kurta. Then she put her purse back and went away.
Seeing this scene, I got goosebumps and the temperature reached sky high.
It was my trusted maid who robbed me.
Gungun’s mother Rati often comes to my house to work after her husband’s demise.
If it has been one and a half years since my money was stolen, then it has been almost one and a half years since that incident.
If I give a rough estimate of one thousand rupees per month, it is at least eighteen thousand rupees.
I cursed myself for being so careless and trusting these people blindly.
Now I am just looking for the right opportunity to catch the thief and hand him over to the police.
I continued recording videos and found that whenever Lati came, the money was not stolen.
One day I saw something else besides theft.
Actually, I was reading a porn magazine at night and there were obscene pictures in it. It was pressed on one side of my pillow and my wallet was on the other. I forgot to take out the magazine.
Later that day, Gungun came to work again and started completing the work.
As usual, I put my phone in video mode, then hid it on the bed where my purse was and started recording.
I went to take bath. I took a bath, came out wrapped in a towel and checked my phone.
It is clearly visible in the video that like last time, Bhavna entered the bedroom, looked around surreptitiously, quickly picked up my wallet, took out a Rs 200 note and quickly kept it in the chest of her kurti.
That day the biggest note in the wallet was Rs 200 and the rest were small notes.
Then she picked up the pillow from the side of the magazine and started caressing her pussy while looking at the nude pictures in the magazine.
That was the day I realized that this girl has matured.
Well… what I was more worried about at that time was his theft.
I threw the phone on the bed and yelled “Get out!”
As soon as she came she said – Yes sir, you called me?
“Yes, Gungun, I have less money in my wallet, didn’t you take it?”
She said brightly – Ram Ram Sabzi, what are you talking about today? What do I know about your wallet… I just do my job and stay ahead of you.
I said a little angrily – Gungun, I still had money in my wallet too. Now my suspicion goes to you, mother daughter. Think about it and tell me carefully. If you have already withdrawn money please let me know immediately!
She said very boldly – Sabji, we are poor. We work hard, and if you doubt us, let us know. We will not come here again.
This time I also shouted loudly – Yes, I had already suspected you and now I have proof that ever since you came to my house you have been stealing, till now you have stolen at least Rs. 60,000. You have stolen Rs 70,000. it’s all over. I will now lodge a complaint with the police.
“Do whatever you want. Why should we fear anyone when we have done nothing wrong? Complain and God will punish you too for harassing the poor; I am leaving, starting tomorrow, I or my mother will never come here again.”
Gungun boldly looked into my eyes, raised her eyebrows and walked away.
“Wait, look at this evidence, and then go away.”
I waved my phone in front of him and played him two videos one by one.
When he saw the video his face turned pale and he could not speak a word.
“Okay, now you go. After some time the police will come to your house and send both of you mother and daughter to jail, then grind the mill right there!”
I said after switching off the phone.
Gungun’s face turned pale; Not a single sound came out of her mouth and she stood with her head bowed.
“Okay, now you go and don’t come here from tomorrow, I will go to the police station right now and file a theft report!”
Hearing this she started crying and sat down and held my feet.
She said- Sir, I made a mistake. I apologize holding your feet, please forgive me and give me whatever punishment you want. I won’t even say ‘oops’, but don’t tell the police. I am nervous just thinking about going to jail.
I said irritably – I don’t know anything except the feet. If you steal, you will have to face punishment; Whatever else you have stolen from my house, the police will get it removed from you. So now your life will be spent in jail and your mother will also spend her life with you in jail.
Crying, she folded her hands and said – No sir, I did not steal anything else from your house. Give me whatever punishment you want, kill me if you want, but don’t call the police, sir; Please accept my request, I will never do such a thing in future.
I looked towards him.
Her scarf was wrapped around her neck and tears from her eyes were flowing down her cheeks, falling on her breasts and getting absorbed into the deep cleavage of her athletic breasts.
I could only see the upper glimpse of Gungun’s full breasts, but just seeing that much made my fists automatically clench as if I had started squeezing and kneading them in my mind.
My eyes started seducing my body and mind after seeing that sight.
I closed my eyes tightly so that I could free myself from the attraction of those breasts.
I had started feeling the maturity of her youth from her act of looking at magazines and now her breasts were seducing me.
After my marriage, I had resolved in my mind that I will not commit any new scandal, I have enjoyed a lot in life. From now on I will live only with my wife.
But it was becoming extremely difficult for me to divert my mind from the situation, the opportunity and the scene that was in front of me.
When such a strong young eighteen-nineteen year old young budding girl is repeatedly requesting not to complain to the police… and is ready to face any punishment, then only one thought can come to her mind.
Whoever it may be, you, me or anyone else, enjoy her body, trample her virgin pussy with your cock.
Only an intelligent man can give up the temptation of enjoying the body of such a freshly young girl in such a situation.
How long would it not take me, an ordinary human being made of flesh and blood like all of you, to melt in front of the flame of this hummingbird’s body?
Even remembering the desire to rub her pussy, my penis became rebellious and started raising its head from inside the towel.
Now the whole world knows that when the penis raises its head, all the ideals, all the knowledge gets buried in the ass and the penis always wins.
“Sir, say something. Have mercy on poor me. Whatever punishment you want to give me, I won’t even hesitate.”
Gungun was saying this while still holding my feet while shedding tears.
His speaking broke my trance.
I said sternly – Okay, get up, stand up first!
Then I took out that magazine in front of her and waved it in front of her and said – Even after seeing this, something was happening between your legs, wasn’t it? I saw it in the video.
She became even more nervous and stood in front of me with folded hands.
“Okay listen, your punishment is that I will have sex with you. I will fuck you completely naked. If you are ready to get fucked then fine, otherwise do whatever you feel is right… and whatever I have to do, I will do it.”
I expressed it well in pure Hindi.
Friends, I did not want to take unfair advantage of anyone, but after seeing that young and horny girl in front of me, lust had started taking root in my mind.
How do you like the story of the sexy village girl?
mail me.
[email protected]
Next part of the story of a sexy village girl: The fun of the pussy of a young virgin girl – 2
