Hi my name is Deepa, I am a 22 year old single girl belonging to a poor family in South Maharashtra. I completed a diploma in nursing and then started to seek employment. Very soon I got a job with a retired army officer called Ranjit Mhetre who wanted a full time caretaker for his ailing mother. Ranjit himself was a good looking man in his late fifties and his mother was in her ninetees and confined to her room.Since it was impossible for me to stay alone in Pune he allowed me to stay in a spare room with him.

Now at age 22 I was a full figured young woman with a fair beautyful face and milky complexion. I always kept my arms and legs shaven and I felt the firmness of my breasts and ass as my assets. AT night I would stand in front of the mirror in my underwaer and run a hand on them imagining a prince doing the same. Since Ranjit uncle was paying me well I also started doing some light domestic chores like making him tea/coffee or serving him and his friends drinks.

He was a polite man who treated me well and we soon began developing affection for each other. I remember the August evening when my duties for myy patient were completed and I peeked in to uncle's room to see if he needed something. "Come Deepu," he said, he was sitting in the adjoining porch having a drink. I walked to him and noticed a loose paper lying on the floor, I bent to pick it up and the pallu of my saree fell giving uncle full view of my tight round breasts and their milky cleaveage.

I noticed him noticing and smiled and took the pallu back. Then uncle reached for my wrist and pulled me to him. I stood next to him and shivered involuntarily. Uncle pulled me so that I was sitting on the arm of his easy chair then he began stroking my arm in an absent sort of way sending down shivers down my spine. "So now I know what you think about standing in front fo the mirror in your bra-panties" he said and I almost died of shame. So he knew my fantasies. Uncle knowing that I will initiate nothing took the lead and slowly pulled my pallu

down again to see my gorgeous shivering breasts. "Uncle" I said but made no move to reclaim my pallu. Uncle emboldened by this pulled me in his lap and kissed my lips. I closed my eyes as for the first time a man's lips closed on mine and his hands travlleed down to cup and feel my firm ass cheeks. Uncle after kissing me full mouthes at leisure picked me in his arms and carried me inside to his bed. He lay me on it and pulled the curtains closed. I still not dared to open my eyes.

I felt his hot breath on my face as he climbed on the bed and kissed my again.This time his hands were busy deftly unhooking my blouse and pushing it aside to reveal my cheap cotton brassiere. Then I felt his hands going on my back and unhooking my brassiere too. I offered no resistance when both the garments were removed.Uncle kissed my nipples alternately sending loud criees up my throat. Then he moved down kissing my flat tummy then my navel and licking it. I cried and pushed his head there.

Uncle's hands pulled my saree out of my petticoat band and removed the knot of my white petticoat too. Now I felt his big cold hands moving inside my saree and slowly kneading and massagining my fair thighs. I was taking his name in a low voice and asking him to stop. Uncle raised my saree and petticoat to my waist and then asked me to raise my hips. I obeyed and then I felt the bands of my cheap blue panties being pulled down by his straong hands. "Uncle please be gentle, don;t hurt me" I said as Uncle now fully naked lay atop me.

He smield and kissed my lips again and guided my hands on his tool.My timid fingers closed around a hard pulsating object about 6 inches long and sticky at the tip. "This is my bulla deepu and now that's gonna go in your puchchi" he said and squeezed my pussylips from outside with 2 fingers. I cried out loud and pushed his head between my heaving breasts. Uncle raised my hips and inserted a pillow beneath my buttocks and then spread my thighs.

I was sying of shame lying like this in a man old enough to be my father but now lust was overtkaing my fears. Uncle pushed my face in the pillow and smothered my weep as his dick pushed its way in my puschchi, I thought as if I was getting strabbed in my stomcah, I cried"uncle soda dukhtey" but now there was no turning back. Uncle kept my face in the pillow till the time his dick had penetrated my pussy and broekn my hymen, "Zalach.... Jara ajun" he was whispering while pushing with his hips and raising mine to meet his trust.

When he was fully in he lay still for a momemnt allowing me to get used to the monster in my chut and then started to move in a slow gentle rhytham. We were kissing a lot and uncle's strong hands were kneading my breasts and hips alternately. I started to enjoy the way his bull was moving in my tight womanwhood making it stretch like anything and now I also responded by bucking my hunches allowing him deeper access. "Uncle don't come inside me I can get pregnent"

I said between hitching cries and sobs of ecastacy. Uncle kissed my face and said don't worry. He was now moving in a steady rhytham making sure that I would remember this exp for a long time.