Erotic Story of the Day (The first Sexposure)

PS : Names Changed upon request.

I am introducing myself as Adithya, my real name. I am a middle aged man from a middle class family aged around 36, happily married and settled in life. I had (and I am still having) a series of relationships with women.

A few of them I would like to narrate to the reading pleasure of all of you. My real name is revealed so that, if my bed partners read it they could identify me, whereas their names are changed so that their privacy is protected forever.

I hail from Shimoga and studied there only up to PU and then came to Bangalore for studying Dairy Technology. I was used to reading sex books during the fag end of my PU (like Surati, Rathivijnana, Chakori etc) and it continued in my degree days too.

However, masturbation was the only let out for me and actual sex evaded me all the time. The only opportunities I got were those in the night buses from Bangalore to Shimoga and vice versa, once in a while with strangers.

In all my 6 years of study, I have got to have considerable touching, pressing, kissing, finger fucking, shagging etc with about 5 different girls and women in the busses. All of these only increased my thirst for sex and made me more yearning for it.

My first opportunity came up when I was studying post-graduation. As a part of the research program we should do some trials wherein we need to look after a few animals and record the observations.

My professor spoke to a farmer known to him in Chitradurga and arranged for my stay in the farm. The farmer had 4 different cattle sheds each of which was a recently converted poultry shed, therefore a closed structure.

Each had a separate feed room and one lady assistant to tend to the animals. The shed allocated to me was looked after by Kamakshi, a young lady from nearby village. She was quite active and talkative.

There used be always a teasing glint in her eyes and an endearing smile on her face. I was staying in the farm's guest house where earlier the farmer himself was staying. The farmer also had instructed Kamakshi to clean the guest house daily.

One Farm superviser was always sitting on the verandah of the 1-bedroom guesthouse, the hall of which was being used as the office for that farm. Kamakshi was a labour class woman of around 24-26 years, married and with kids – small kids being left always at the house.

Her drunkard husband had left her and gone away for quite a few months by then. Kamakshi was of medium complexion, about 5.5 feet, slim figure with about 30-32 size breasts. Not such a beauty but her ever smiling face had its own attraction.

When I was introduced to Kamakshi by Farm Superviser, I felt Kamakshi did not like anyone to come into her shed and meddle with it. For the for first 2-3 days she was reluctant to follow the instructions and a bit reckless too.

But within 2-3 days she started talking more and more to me and started taking interest in the work suggested by me. She was close to another servant by name Sivamma, who was very fair, attractive, sexy, young but shy.

As the days passed, I observed that whenever I am around, Kamakshi is discussing something (related to me) secretly with Sivamma and laughing. At first I ignored but my age and craving for the women slowly gave way to the next happenings.

By this time Kamakshi had started closing the shed door whenever she goes inside, either alone or with me and when asked why, she told dogs are coming into the feed room and wasting the feed and drinking the just drawn milk.

As the days went ahead, she became bolder and bolder, and started making small taunts at me whenever only the two of us were there. I was getting all the hints but I was afraid to make any move because of the fear of adverse consequences.

Her taunts started becoming more and more, and also bolder. I also used to assist her in some of the activities like washing the animals, feeding them, drawing the milk etc., for my practical experience.

One day, when we were washing a cow, she came very close to me and started washing the same side of the cow as I was doing, slowly, our hands and bodies touched – and she was smiling.

I was feeling very much but was afraid to move further. From that day, everyday, we used to wash the cows together and touching each other was very common. One day she took an empty syringe that was there

(used to draw milk for testing) and pulled water in to it and pressed the syringe. The spray of water fell on my face and took me by surprise. I was shocked and she started laughing, and did it once again.

I was getting hint but tried to play it safe – so kept quiet. Another time when she repeated, I said don't do it, if you do again, I will take it from you and spray water on you. She laughed and did it again. When I rushed forward to snatch the syringe,

she evaded for a while, but when I became more persistent she immediately stuffed it into her blouse and gave a grin. I told her to give it to me to which she responded by shaking her head sideways laughingly indicating her intention is different.

I did not wish to leave this opportunity, so immediately I rushed towards her, held her by her shoulders and inserted my right hand into her blouse. Her laugh was still there but the face grew red, she was holding my hands there only and within a fraction

of a second, my hands were squeezing her breast. She turned away but I did not let her go, now I was holding her from behind and she was simply standing there. I asked her slowly, Kamakshi, bejaru aytha ( did you feel bad?) She shyly said Illa (No).

Then I turned her towards me and kissed her and instantly she held me tight and started kissing deep. Our mouths were trying to swallow each other, and the tongues were playing with each other.

I started caressing her breasts and slowly I slid down my hands and lifted her saree. She opposed slightly but gave in upon my force. I tightly squeezed her butts and stuck my finger up her ass over her saree and petticoat.

She got excited and shivered and held me much more tight. I then once again took to her blouse and she kept on saying No. But forcefully I opened her blouse. She was not wearing any bra and her breasts came out.

Though they were not extra-ordinary, for me who was openly seeing it first time, it was so nice a feeling. I squeezed them, bit them, sucked them and kneaded them to my satisfaction. Then we exchanged a few more kisses and departed.

Then onwards everyday, whenever we get some time, we used to repeat this procedure. Many a times I asked her to have full sex with me, she kept on refusing. Then one day, my experiment got over and I declared to her that I will be leaving early next morning.

She started weeping. I tried to console her, but in vain. Then she hugged me. We were exchanging the kisses. Again, I made her bare at the top and started kneading her breasts. I took her hand and put on my dick. She pulled her hand back.

I forcefully kept it back on my dick, and slowly she started squeezing and playing with my cock. Then I held her tightly and laid down on the floor to which she opposed. I told her, I am going away, you have given me everything but this,

I wont ask you again, if you please, you give me. Then she laid down easy and pulled me to her. I removed her cheap panty, and my work-shorts. She was closing her face with her hands as she was shy. I saw her cunt whose lips were dark.

It was really wet. I did not know how to insert properly. I laid down on her and tried to insert but failed. I asked her to put it in hers. She said she is shy. Then I pleaded once again and she held my dick in her hand and guided into her pussy.

It went in easily and it was so warm and slippery inside. I started fucking her as if there is no tomorrow. Probably because of the tension or fear that somebody might come, my dick was becoming smaller in a few pushes and again becoming bigger due to excitement.

Hence I could fuck for about 4-5 minutes and then I came blastingly into her cunt and rested on her bosom. I don't know whether she also came or not, but in all probability she had not come. She kept moving her fingers in my hairs and we rested for a while like that.

I thanked her for loving me so much and the next day I bid goodbye to that farm and her. After that incident, for nearly about a month, I did not get an erection. Probably because of the guilty feeling I might have had.

This happened in 1994. After that, I got a sex partner in 1996, got married in 1999, slept with a few other girls/ women in 2001, 2005, 2006 and 2007. Those stories are better, but they will come to you next.