Memories Of A Rainy And Lonely Day In June

Dear readers. I am not a regular visitor of this site. I thought of sharing this experience of mine as I feel it could be unique, sometimes.

I am Ancy Thomas, a 31-year-old housewife from Kerala. I am now residing in the Middle East with my husband Simon, an IT professional and my 7-year-old kid. I am 5″6 tall with wheatish complexions with stats of 34 32 38.

I was born and brought up in a traditional family. My studies were within the State of Kerala only. After completion of my PG, I got married to Simon. We were living in Bangalore for a couple of years.

Both of us used to enjoy sex whenever we could and where ever we can. Once Simon got an offshore assignment for a couple of years I had shifted to Kochi with my in-laws. We had a daytime servant Rema chechi and a helper cum driver Gopi Chettan there, other than my in-laws and sister in law.

This incident happened when my sister in law’s marriage was fixed. It was all of a sudden. It was a short notice as the guy was working in UAE and was on a short leave. We had some electrical and painting work to be completed before the wedding.

My father in law asked Gopi Chettan to arrange for somebody. The very next day he brought a guy named Reghu, of about 26 or 27 years of age. He introduced him as his distant relative who does such part-time jobs of an electrician.

We showed him the required works and he said he could complete it in 3 or 4 days. He came the next day and purchased the items and started his work. He looked so strong and well built but talked very little. Gopi Chettan was supervising his work.

On the second day, as my in-laws were busy with marriage invitation, only me and Rema Chechi were at home when Reghu came. He said he could do the work on the first floor for the day. In the afternoon Rema Chechi was busy with cleaning.

I thought of ironing the washed clothes and went upstairs to collect it. Once I collected the same from the terrace, I noticed that my bedroom window was open. It might rain then and so I wanted to close the window. I peeped in between curtain as Reghu was working inside.

I could see him opening the drawers and shelves. I wondered what he is doing on the shelves. I watched him silently. He opened the wardrobe now and was searching in between the dresses. I was curious what he was looking for.

He took out a panty of mine now and was looking at it. I felt very angry, what a pervert he is. I wanted to scream at him but wanted to watch his next move. He came to the door and closed it partly and ensured nobody was coming up.

He took my panty close to his face and kisses it and started to sniff like a dog. I was shocked and could not even move my feet. I could not believe a stranger is holding my panty and sniffing it. He starts to lick it slowly and looked out of the world.

His next moves were even beyond my wild imagination. He unzipped his trousers and took his dick out. OMG, such a huge and hard tool. I started to shiver as I had never seen a man’s erected tool other than that of my hubby.

He slowly rubbed his dick in my panty and it grew even bigger. He covered his tool with it and closed his eyes. I did not know what to do! I was witnessing something which I had not even imagined. I could not take my eyes off his manhood. Its size and hardness shocked me.

I felt a tickling sensation in my pussy. I could see him move his hand, massaging it and masturbating. Oh god, I am watching a stranger masturbating with my panty, imagining fucking me, that too in my bedroom. After a few minutes he ejaculated and he cleaned it with the same panty and wiped off every drop of it.

I was speechless as I went downstairs. Rema Chechi asked, “What happened, you look tired?” I said, “It’s a headache, and it will be fine.” I avoided meeting anyone again for the day. I felt ok after a few hours.

But I could not sleep even after hours in the night. Whenever I closed my eyes, it came to my mind – the scene of a stranger, masturbating in my bedroom with my own undergarment. I could not control my mind. I got up and searched for the panty and found it deep inside.

I took it out and it was still partly wet with his semen. I knew I was getting hornier, as I am feeling the semen of a man in my hand. I sensed my nipples getting erected and my pussy starts to drip. I got back to bed, but with the panty in my hand.

I was curious how it would smell now, I sniffed it like what he did in the afternoon. I smelled it again and touched the wet part. Oh no, I can’t do this. But the whore inside me made me touch my boobs and feel my own erected nipples.

How badly it missed a man, for months now. I could not resist inserting my hand inside my panty I was wearing then and felt the wetness there. I knew my pussy is dripping now. I touched my clit and rubbed it.

I knew am out of control now. I spread my legs and started to feel my pussy. I took the panty and covered my eyes, smelled his semen, closed my eyes. I start to moan now, thinking of the manhood of him and inserted my finger inside.

It’s been months since I felt a hard cock inside me. Now I was rubbing my clit more gently and caressing my boobs with my other hand. I could imagine somebody ramming my pussy with all his strength.

Then I started to move my finger faster now because I needed it. I wish I could see that cock again, it’s size, hardness and the way he moves it. I played with my pussy again and again. After a long time, I felt like it’s flowing like a river.

I feel it. Yes, I did it. I opened my eyes and wonder how could I do this? How could a stranger make me so horny? Make me feel so hungry for his dick?

It’s magical, I believe. But I did not know that was just a beginning. To be continued. With the second part – only if, it is interesting for the readers.