Love, sex and crimes of Maya Rani,Vol-1 ( End of Innocence)

by Makusr

  But I had two wishes still to be fulfilled. One to mount Amarpreet and the other to know what they were talking about that day when the belt was tightened just under Seema’s breasts. But luck favors the brave. So instead of things coming to me, I thought it would be better if I went ahead and met the things. This approach proved to be successful.

  Rohan’s school closed for winter holidays. Seema wanted to visit her parents. She proceeded the next day to her parents’. Minister as usual was away in the state capital Lucknow. That left two of us in the house. Amarpreet and I.

  In the morning I was sitting in my room when Amarpreet came inside. A naughty smile was playing on his lips as he entered. I skipped a heart beat when I saw him standing before me. He took out a piece of paper from his pocket and nonchalantly spread himself on my bed and placed his head on my lap. I was completely shocked at his brazen behavior. But I didn’t say anything, nor did I show any kind of displeasure. I was neither angry nor displeased. Just shocked, that’s all. I kept my cool and acted in a normal manner. His brazen behavior continued.

  “Maya”, he said brushing my breasts with his face. He encircled my waist with one hand and held a paper in the other one. I was ready for everything that day and wanted the play between us to commence.

  “What’s that Amar in your hand”, I said combing his hair with my fingers.

  “Oh that! It’s a poem in your honor”, he said fluttering the paper in air.

  “Really! You wrote it Amar”, I smiled at him.

  “No way dear. Poem is not my cup of tea. It’s famous poet Makusr’s”, he said as he pushed the paper towards me.

  “Oh, Makusr! He’s my favorite too. He writes in many genres. I guess it’s…” I deliberately kept quiet.

  “Yes, yes! What’s your guess Maya?” He said as his fingers played with the strap of my bra inside my shirt. He couldn’t care less and was quite an expert in this field. He knew how to engage and set the ball rolling. Many people lack the knowledge and the expertise to begin. But this thing was not a problem with Amarpreet.

  “I think either it’s love or erotica”, I said opening his shirt button and slipping my hand inside. If the things had to go as they were going, why should I excuse myself from the fun I thought.

  “Love it is Maya. See” ,he said holding my head and Kissing me on the lips.

  “Can you do me a favor, Amar”, I asked moving my fingers on his hairy chest.

  “Anything. You name it Maya. I’ll do it”, he seemed more than willing as I looked into his eyes.

  “Can you read that poem to me, Amar”, I said kissing him on his forehead.

  “As you like it” ,he said as he began reading from the paper. It’s title is ‘Thanks for making my day’,

  If you mean what you say,

  Then you’ve made up my day.

  ………………………………………………

  Dance on the lilies and float down the trellis,

  Fly through the hills and slide down the valleys,

  Swish as you move and sway as you groove,

  Touch me bit soft and ask me to prove.

  Heart cannot hide and eyes say it all

  Strength keeps eluding and I tend to fall,

  Words keep on failing and lips keep on quivering,

  Strangely I sweat and keep on just shivering.

  What else shall I do to keep myself sane?

  This feeling has often been lover’s bane,

  You are my strength and you make me weak,

  Just one fluttering glance is all that I seek.

  Just say once more and say what you said,

  At least I will peacefully lie on my bed,

  If you mean what you say,

  Then, you’ve made up my day.

  That’s all Maya. Isn’t it lovely dear?”

  “Yes it indeed is Amar. I also love his poems”, I said as I brushed his nipples lightly. He embraced me and crushed his face in my breasts.

  “Amar, Amar. Leave me”, I said as I grimaced. I could not take it anymore.

  He tried to get up and move away laughing.

  “Why? What happened, Amar?” I asked pulling him by his hand. I was worried. Had I disturbed him?

  “Maya, I have some important work to do. Father’s work. I have to go”, he said pulling away his hand and stood beside the bed.

  “But, Amar I was planning to see a movie with you. Here in the house. On the V.C.R. But if you don’t have time then…” I deliberately didn’t complete my sentence.

  “Oh, Ho! Is that so. In that case I won’t go anywhere until I have seen the movie, together!” He said as he lifted me in his arms and kissed me on my lips.

  “Amar I’ll fall off dear”, I said as I hugged him tightly and garlanded my hands around his neck, laughing.

  “No way you won’t”, he said as he placed me gently on the bed and then fell on me crushing me under his weight. Then he slipped beside me.

  We must have lay there like that for few minutes, savoring every second of our togetherness. Then he got up and pulled me by my hands and made me sit on the bed.

  “Today Maya Rani I’ll show you a movie you’ve never seen before. It has new lead actors, though not completely unknown.”

  Suddenly he lifted me again in his arms and began walking towards his room. I was totally astounded by his moves.

  “Which movie Amar? Which one Amar?” I didn’t know which movie he was talking about. He rolled me gently on the bed and took a place beside me on the bed.

  “Yes Maya.

  “Where’s the T.V., Amar”, I asked him completely confused.

  He pointed out towards the huge mirror on the front wall overlooking the bed.

  “That is the T.V., Maya Rani and we are the lead actors”, he said grinning ear to ear at me.

  I was left speechless and looked stoned as the situation and its meaning dawned on me. I waited for the next move with bated breath and wild anticipation.

  “Let’s have some music Maya”, he said switching on the music system.

  “Amar you seem to be in some mood!” I said spreading myself fully on the large bed and eyeing my reflection in the mirror from the corner of my eye.

  “Yes, in a mighty playful mood”, he said stretching his hands above his head.

  He stood there beside the bed ogling at me as I lay under his full glare. Shame, inhibition and hesitation melt away from a girl’s eyes when she looks at someone whom she wants to give herself to. To me Amarpreet was a pleasure to behold. I knew that he would keep me sexually satisfied and active. Libido needs you to keep it well-oiled, rust-free and well-practiced, lest it should diminish. Plus he seemed to be a good teacher who would teach me few moves, ways and positions that would stand me in good stead in my future exertions. As of then, it was pure unadulterated lust that was driving me and I’m sure same was the case with Amarpreet too. Aunt Vidya always said that a man’s erection signifies the destruction of his senses. In this state he is most vulnerable and most dangerous as well. In this state he is easiest to please and easiest to annoy. And, Amarpreet had a real good erection that his V-shaped briefs had tough time to hide. When had he slipped out of his jeans, but? Next moment he was out of his T-shirt too. He looked a majestic sight in his briefs. My ‘Bulbul’ was simmering and the fire was being stoked surely but slowly. As the fire raged in my ‘Bulbul’, the juices inside it melted.

  “Take off your shirt and pajamas Maya”, he ordered.

  Why? I always thought that he would do it himself. That’s what turned the heat on. Maybe he was going to play a different game altogether. Maya Rani get ready, I told myself as I waited for his next move. The look on Amarpreet’s face had changed completely. It was the same expression I had seen on that eventful night when he was with Seema. But there was a huge difference. That eventful night I was a spectator. But the day I am talking about I was a player. He did not utter a single word. Just kept his roving eyes fixed on my contours, traveling down my cleavage, trying hard
to enter my panty. Unable to get in, it traced every crease of my panty, before going back.

  “Maya take out two black kerchiefs. They are under the mattress”, he said as he massaged his ‘Munni’.

  I did as I was told. I lifted the mattress and found two black kerchiefs. I took them out.

  “Now what?”

  “Relax Maya! Let the things unfold at their own pace”, he said in a hushed tone and heavy voice. “Now tie my hands at the back with this”, he ordered further.

  I did as I was told; not knowing what was in store for me. I looked at him in what’s next type of glance.

  “Now blindfold me with this kerchief”, he said as a matter of fact. I wanted to ask why, but I didn’t. I did as I was asked to do.

  “Yes”, I said.

  “Now unhook your bra, but don’t take it off”

  I did without trying to know what he was up to.

  “Next”, I asked

  “Go and lie on the bed and wait for me.”

  I did as I was instructed to do.

  “Are you lying there Maya?” He enquired.

  “Yes”, I was seized by excitement as well as wild anticipation.

  “Here I come. Just lie there and enjoy”, he said as he stumbled his way to bed and me.

  He climbed the bed and kneeled down on it. With his hands tied down, and eyes blindfolded he had to find me with the help of his face. And, this is what he did. He moved his head here and there and then settled at the side of my face. My breath had become so labored that even a deaf person would have heard it. And, Amarpreet was not a deaf person. He jutted out his tongue and probing here and there he found my ear lobes. He tickled it with his tongue, and then bit it lightly.

  “Ouch! Amar”, I whispered.

  “Relax dear.”

  How sensitive ear lobes could be I found it out that day. But he had something more. Then all of a s sudden he blew in my ear. Successive blows. Not strong. Just soothing. New things were unfolding quite fast. That air could also excite you, I didn’t know till then. It sent a shiver down my spine. I tried to cover his mouth when I couldn’t take it anymore.

  “No, Maya baby!” he said laughing and jerking his head sideways.

  I was taken aback and withdrew my hand hastily.

  “Don’t move your hands until I ask you to do that, or you’ll spoil everything. Right!” He said with my ear lobes with his teeth.

  I was having difficulty taking all this excitement. I was simply unable to! I didn’t want to disturb Amarpreet either. I dug my heels on the mattress and clasped my heads tightly just above my head. My body had become taut with all the efforts that it made. How did the whole thing look like? Through the corner of my eye, I stole a glance at the mirror. My face puckered and I looked quite a stranger to my own eyes. Suddenly Amarpreet left my ear lobes. Guided by his tongue he reached my neck. Heavy licking and gentle biting was the gift my neck received by him. I twitched at every contact, but dared not move even an inch. He was sort of hypnotizing me with every move. Moving ahead, his face descended on my breasts. He caught hold of my bra, between his teeth and pulled it away from my body. With a jerk of his head, he threw it away. He came on fast on the twin-treats and nearly crash landed on it. He took one of the lobes, as much as his mouth permitted, brushed its top heavily by his tongue. Then he took the nipple between his teeth and pulled them, as if trying to scrape them lightly, as his face moved to and fro on my breasts. I cried in pain.

  “Don’t! You are hurting me Amar. Gentle please!” I pleaded.

  Oblivious of my trauma he turned to the other one. He licked and sucked it thoroughly. He nudged the top by his nose. The nudge coupled with his hot and heavy breath was doing something to me I can’t describe. I was getting restless. I wanted to grab his ‘Munni’. But I dared not. He must have remained there for few minutes after which he resumed his downward journey. His tongue and lips awoke every hair in every follicle, as they tracked their path down my belly. . The moment he tickled my belly button, I jumped and a shiver struck my spine. A strange urge and a different necessity caught me in its grip. An urge to pee! I was having difficulty controlling it. Amarpreet was busy thrusting his tongue inside my panty. He caught hold of the panty between his teeth and pulled it down slowly uncovering my ‘Bulbul’ area. As for me, it becoming difficult to control my bladder.

  “Amar!”

  “Yes!” He said sliding the panty, caught between his teeth, over my knees. Leaving it there, he rose up his head and ordered me again, “Take it off.”

  I did as I was told. Unable to hold anymore, I blurted out.

  “Please Amar! I have to pee now, or else I’ll do it right here”, I said tightening my thigh muscles and pressing the thighs over each other.

  My plea was answered by his guffaw. I had never heard him laughing so loudly. Here I was dying trying to control myself and there he was having fun!

  “Come. Let’s go together. I also want to do it”, he said as he got off the bed and stood beside it. What a site we made! I couldn’t take my eyes off the mirror as my gaze shifted there.

  “But you are all tied up. Let me untie…” I was rudely interrupted in between.

  “Nooo! You won’t do this. You are here. You’ll help me to pee”, he snarled as I stepped back, taken aback.

  What was I getting myself into I thought! Then I held him by his hand and said, “Come”, on way to the loo.

  His ‘Munni’ was all glory and quite wet, seeing the wet marks on his bulging brief.

  He nudged me and said, “Take off this brief, Maya. Hold me by my dick to the loo”.

  I had become quite a slave and did as I was ordered. ‘Munni’ was hot and strong and become quite alive. Its throbs felt like ticking of a live bomb, ready to explode any time in my palms, as it shed ‘tears’ of joy. I took him to the loo.

  “Now Amar”, I had become his sex slave. A woman has to stoop to conquer her man. And, here I was doing it perfectly. But, is there a base or is it a bottomless abyss?

  “You ease off first. Then help me do it”, he uttered his directions.

  I had never done it in front of any man before! How could I now? But the urge was getting stronger every second and unable to hold it any longer I sat down, thinking how can I help him do i.

  “Oh Maya! I love that pee sound women make. It’s so melodious!” Yes, that was exactly what he said!

  I was shocked and for a moment pee stopped in its track. But then it resumed. I was certainly in the company of a different person, and I knew, that I would myself be a different person, once I emerge out of this session. A man could be aroused by the pee sound! First time in my life, I’ve heard that. Life is strange! But , I was ready for anything and everything. With him inhibitions had no meaning. You had better leave them if you wanted to enjoy his togetherness. And, this is exactly what I did.

  “I am through”, I said getting up.

  “Now hold my dick. Yes like this”, he said as I held his ‘Munni’.

  “Now pull down my foreskin”, the next instruction hit my ears. And, I readily obliged.

  “O.K. Here I go”, he said as he let go a jet stream into the flush pot.

  What was I doing here! He was peeing and I was standing there, holding his ‘Munni’ in my hand! That these things were also in the sex curriculum, I didn’t know till then. I was caught in the flux and had to move with the tide. As the shiny drops receded, further instructions followed.

  “A few jerks up and down and then let go.”

  I did as I was asked to do, but soiled my hand in the process!

  “Oh no! You’ve wet my hands!” The sudden impact of unexpectedness, made the words come out of my mouth.

  My discomfort was answered by his guffaw.

  “Maya, this act is strange. The more dirty you get, the more kick it gives”, he said gesturing at me, “untie my hands.”

  At last! And, I was hearing about this ‘dirty’ philosophy for the second time. Was it a universal theory, I thought!<
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  Finally! I untied his kerchief. He took the blindfold away, with his own hands. Then he hugged me with all his strength to the point that I felt that he would crush me in his arms.

  “Amar, please be gentle, or I will suffer few fractures!” I pleaded.

  “O.K., don’t worry”, he said washing his ‘Munni’ under the tap water and then wiping it with the kerchief. I too splashed water on my ‘Bulbul’ and then on my face. I felt quite fresh having done it. Was it going to end without the ACT? As if to answer my worries, he lifted me in his arms, and carried me back to the bed.

  “See how good the hero and the heroine look in the movie!” He said rolling me on the bed as he pointed towards the mirror.

  I stole a glance at the mirror as I felt uncomfortable looking at it in his presence. To see yourself naked in a mirror with a man all ready to have sex with you, really gives a kick. Once I looked at the mirror my eyes got glued to it. In the mirror naked couples look more exciting and sexier I found out that day. Both of us looked different! That sight took away the last vestiges of the inhibition that may have been left till then. I couldn’t wait for the movie to begin.

  “Maya”, he called me, his eyes fixed on my body.