Deflowering Of Harini Pt 01

Hi, my name is Harini and I am a 5'6" tall fair beautiful 18 year old girl. My figure is 34C-28-38.

This is about the time when I was studying in college. I used to study in an all girls college. I was attracted towards boys but I had never approached any boy myself. My life was going on as normally as anyones.

There was a peon named Ramu in our college. He was a 42 years old, strong Bihari guy. He was very soft by nature and all of us girls used to call him Ramu uncle. He used to live in a small 2 room house in a corner of the big ground of our college. At the beginning of my college, Ramu uncle's wife died. After that day, it seemed as if Ramu uncle's smile disappeared forever. I could not see him in this condition. Whenever he met me, I used to try to cheer him up by joking with him, but that slight smile I would leave after I left. Just like that 4 months passed by.

It was September 2004. I was returning after completing my 2 week vacation with my parents. I was restless to go to college and meet my friends. But the weather was really bad as it was raining since morning. My college was 12 km outside the city. Like everyday I caught a state transport bus and left for college. After getting down at the bus stop I had to walk half a kilometer to college but due to the rain I was completely drenched. As soon as I reached college I was shocked. The college was closed today.

I was not able to understand anything. Then I remembered Ramu uncle. I immediately ran towards his room. I was shivering badly due to getting drenched in the rain. I knocked on Ramu uncle's door. When the door opened, uncle was surprised to see me.

I asked, "Uncle, why is the college closed today?" He said, "Harini, due to the death of the college founder, the principal has declared 3 days holiday." Hearing this, my condition became worse. Ramu uncle asked, "what happened Harini?" I said, "I am lost uncle. The next bus to the city is after 5 hours. And my condition is getting worse due to the rain." Hearing this he said, "Come inside."

When I went inside he said.

Ramu: "Harini you are already wet. Change your clothes or else you will catch a cold." He threw a long towel towards me.

Ramu: "There is a bathroom outside at the back. Change there and come back. Till then I will take out some old clothes of my wife Nirmala and keep them for you."

I picked up the towel and went out into the bathroom. I removed all the wet clothes from my fair smooth body. My bra had stuck to my breasts and my back. I removed that too. The panty had rolled up and entered the crevice of my ass. With great difficulty I took that out too and opened my long hair. Then I started wiping my smooth body with Ramu uncle's towel. The cold breeze coming from the bathroom window was blowing on my breasts and making my nipples stiff. I was shivering badly. My body till my knees were covered by the towel. Due to me still being wet, the towel had touched my body in such a way that the outline of every part of my body was easily visible.

I came out of the bathroom holding the towel. Then I realized how I would go in front of Ramu Chacha in this condition. I called out to Ramu Chacha, "Uncle, please give me the clothes in the bathroom itself, I will wear them inside."

Ramu: "Harini, the clothes will get wet as bathroom is outside. You come inside and wear the clothes

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I thought for a while and then walked towards the room. The drops of rain came lightly from my hair and moved towards my breasts and hit my cleavage.. I opened the door and stood in the doorway. As soon as uncle saw me at the door, he started staring at me. My milky white body was wrapped in a thin towel and I was standing in front of him. My hair were resting on my shoulder. Seeing this scene, there was a buldge in Ramu uncle's pants. I was also looking at him for a while. Then the sound of lightning brought us back to our senses. Uncle quickly moved towards me and started closing the door behind me. Everything happened so quickly that I did not get a chance to control myself. There uncle was standing to stop the cold wind and trying to close the door. A corner of my towel got stuck in the door.

The door was slowly closing and here the towel was slowly slipping from my body. As soon as Ramu uncle closed the door and turned around, he found me completely naked in front of him. My 34 D size boobs were in front of uncle with my nipples hard like Mount Everest. My pussy exposed in front of uncle. For 10 seconds neither of us understood anything. But as soon as I realized the situation, I hid my boobs with both my hands and turned around. Uncle also regained his senses and He covered me with the sheet lying on the bed. I was dying of shame.

Then Ramu said, "Harini, go inside the room. Nirmala's old saree is kept there. Wear it". I immediately ran inside and closed the door. My breathing was very fast. My heart was beating very fast. After some time I composed myself and picked up the saree from the place and started wearing it. I loved wearing saree. I quickly started wearing the saree. Then I remembered that I had not worn bra and panty. I looked inside on the bed and there was only a blouse and saree. Maybe Ramu uncle did not get the bra and panty. I quickly wore the blouse and saree. While wearing the saree, I remembered the time when I used to think how I would feel that day when I would stand naked in front of a man. Thinking this and remembering today's incident, I started smiling. I was feeling very shy but there was a smile on my face. I wore the saree and came out of the room.

My eyes were downcast and I was feeling very shy to make eye contact with Ramu uncle. As soon as Ramu uncle saw me, he kept looking. I was wearing a saree. Seeing my beauty he just kept looking. After some time he came to his senses and said, "Harini, don't be shy. Whatever happened was an accident. Forget it. Come and sit here on the chair". Hearing this I also felt a little good and I composed myself a little. I sat on the chair in front of him.

Ramu: "Harini, you are very beautiful and you look even more lovely in saree. Your husband will be very lucky"

Me: "Uncle, you also tell a lot of lies" I said shyly

Ramu: "No Harini. I am telling the truth. You are very beautiful. Seeing you reminded me of Nirmala. You look exactly like her."

Me: "You are an expert in telling lies"

Ramu: "Wait, I will show you Nirmala's picture"

Ramu uncle immediately took out a picture of Nirmala from the cupboard and showed it to me. Really Nirmala and I looked quite similar.

Ramu: "If you wear sindoor and Mangalsutra around your neck, you will look exactly like Nirmala"

Me: "No, no, you are comparing me with her. Nirmala didi was much more beautiful than me." I don't know how the word Nirmala didi suddenly came out of my mouth.

Ramu: "Hey, what I said is true. Wait, I will bring the sindoor and mangalsutra right now." Before I could say anything, uncle went inside the room. I just kept watching. Uncle came and gave me the box of sindoor and mangal sutra. I kept looking at the box of sindoor. Understanding the state of my mind, uncle said

Ramu: "Harini, if you come in front of me like Nirmala, I will like it. But if you have any objection then let it be"

I thought for 2 minutes and then moved towards him. If my applying sindoor makes Ramu uncle happy then I will apply sindoor. Thinking this, I started moving ahead. I picked up the comb kept in front of the mirror and I combed my hair. Then I picked up the sindoor box and applied sindoor. After applying sindoor I picked up the mangal sutra and started tying it. But the pin of the mangal sutra got stuck in my hair and it was painful. Seeing my pain uncle came forward and said "wait, I will help you".

Ramu uncle came behind me and I was looking behind me when he came. He carefully took out the pin of the mangalsutra from my hair and tied it around my neck very carefully. Both of us were looking at each other. Ramu uncle had just tied the mangal sutra around my neck. The mangal sutra is a symbol of marital bliss, was resting on my neck and was sitting comfortably on my shoulders. I would sometimes look at Ramu and sometimes at the mangal sutra.

Ramu Chacha was also looking at me from top to bottom. Love for me as his Nirmala was shining in his eyes. He held me by the shoulders and turned me towards him and then started looking at me from top to bottom.

Ramu: "Harini, you are looking exactly like my Nirmala. Exactly like my Nirmala". While saying this tears started flowing from Ramu uncle's eyes. I also became emotional seeing his condition. I forgot that Ramu uncle had just tied the mangalsutra around my neck. I started consoling Ramu uncle. Ramu uncle while crying put his head on my shoulder and started crying. I also pressed his head on my shoulders. His hot breath started to excite me. His tears started to wet my blouse and saree. As I was not wearing a bra inside, the wetness was directly felt by my breasts. I could feel his hot breaths. My breasts were getting tight. Ramu Chacha was still crying. After some time he regained his composure and I also regained my senses.

We both separated. I started removing the mangalsutra. Then uncle said

Ramu: "Harini, let it be now. Your bus will take 2 more hours to arrive. Till then, be like my Nirmala. I will like it a lot. Today, after many days, I am feeling i

Nirmala is near me."

I stopped and sat on the chair. Then he told me a lot about Nirmala. Her habits, her shyness, her cooking, etc.

Ramu: "Nirmala was the best wife in the world. Perhaps you too will not be able to become a wife as faithful as Nirmala. There was no one in this world like my Nirmala. No one."

I was happy to see this happy avatar of Ramu and was also feeling a little jealous of Nirmala's repeated praises.

Me: "Ramu Chacha, I think your Nirmala was a very good wife but I too can become an ideal wife. Perhaps even better than Nirmala."

Ramu: "It is not possible Harini. Nirmala was the best. I can bet on that fact."

Me: "I accept your bet. I will prove myself to be a better wife than Nirmala." I said proudly.

Ramu: "But for her you will have to become someone else's wife first."

Me: "I will become a wife?"

Ramu: "Whose wife will you become Harini?"

What came out of my mouth next was in excitement.

Me: "Nirmala was your wife so I will also become your wife."

Silence.................................................................

Both of us were not able to understand what had happened. Then after about 3 minutes Ramu Chacha broke the silence.

Ramu: "Will you really become my wife?"

After 2 minutes of silence a further couple of minutes of silence

Me:, "Yes I will become your wife and I will show you that I can become the best wife in this world."

Ramu: "Think about it Harini, becoming a wife is not that easy."

Me: "yes I Thought about that"

Ramu: "See, what if you refuse in future?"

Me: "The question of refusing will not even arise"

Ramu: "So when do you want to become my wife? When do you want to get married?"

Me: "Today and now"

And saying this I picked up the sindoor box and took off the mangal sutra from my neck and holding Ramu Chacha's hand took him in front of the picture of God. I extended my hand and offered him the sindoor box. Ramu Chacha took the box from my hand, he applied the sindoor between the oarting of my hair and I closed my eyes. Then Chacha picked up the mangal sutra and tied it around my neck. I was looking down but then Ramu Chacha lifted my chin and I looked into his eyes. Then I bent and started touching his feet. He held me and then hugged me.

Ramu: "Harini, my wife's place is not at my feet but in my heart."

Me: "You are my husband, I am a slave at your feet."

Ramu: "No Harini, I want to make you the queen of my heart." And he hugged me again.

Today I had become a married woman.

I looked into his eyes. There was love for me in his eyes. I felt that he would kiss me. But he pushed me aside and said

Ramu: "Harini, now you should go home. You are my wife and for a wife, only her husband's home is her home, but in the eyes of society we cannot be husband and wife. Now you should go home. Come here every day during lunch break and we will spend some time together."

Me: "You are my husband. Whatever you think is right"

Then I changed my clothes but I did not remove my mangal sutra. It was the symbol of my husband. I hid it under my school uniform. My husband dropped me till the bus stop and I caught a bus from there and went home.

At night when I was lying on my bed I was recollecting all the incidents that happened during the day. Instead of being surprised at my behaviour I was happy. Ramu was a very good person and I was considering myself lucky to get the opportunity of being the wife of such a great man. I was repeatedly taking my mangal sutra in my hand. Then suddenly I got up and took off all my clothes and stood in front of the mirror. Then I filled my parting with sindoor and wore my mangal sutra. My mangal sutra was resting on my bare boobs. His every touch was filling me with excitement. I was getting hot n horny. I lay down on the bed and lost in the memories of my husband I started fingering my pussy. After fingering for almost half an hour I felt the orgasm which perhaps only a married woman could feel. I started waiting for the next day and I did not even know when I fell asleep. Next day during lunch break I quietly went to Ramu's room and locked the door. Inside my husband was already sitting on a chair. I quickly went inside the room and came out wearing a saree, sindoor and magalsutra. He was surprised to see me.

Me: "I am your wife and every day during the 45 minute lunch break I will cook and feed you food with my own hands."

Ramu: "Really?"

Me: "Muchchi" and smiling I started working in the kitchen. Food was ready in about 20 minutes.

Then I put some potato fritters in one plate and called him for lunch. I was standing beside him. He sat down and pulled me on his lap. He said

Ramu: "Don't be afraid. From now on you will also sit with me on my lap and eat. I will feed you and you will feed me. This increases the love between husband and wife"

I felt shy. He picked up a morsel and fed it to me. I also ate it with great love. Then I also fed him a morsel. I was feeling shy but was feeling good too. After eating a few such morsels, he said asked

Ramu: "The food is good but where is the desert. Do you want to fulfil this need of mine?"

Me: "Wait, I am coming with the desert right now"

When I gave him the chocolate cake desert he put a bite in my mouth and said

He didn't let me eat it, he then brought his face close and took a bite from the other end. This way we kept taking bites and finally my husband'slips in met my lips and we experienced the first kiss of our married life. We kept kissing for almost 5 minutes, then he tried to put his tongue in my mouth. I also opened my lips with a long aaahh and we were embraced in a deep French kiss.

ummmmmmmmmmm what a feeling that was. Our tongues started meeting each others. We were in liplock for almost 7 minutes. Then the college bell woke us up. I ran inside the room out of shame. And he was laughing loudly. I had kissed my husband and was feeling happy inside. Then I quickly removed the saree, wore the school uniform and ran to school.

Like this, every day we used to eat together during lunch break and every day we started enjoying our married life by doing one or two long kisses. This went on for almost 3 weeks.

Then one day after lunch he said

Ramu: "Harini, I am very fortunate that you came into my life."

Me: "darling, this is my fortune."

Ramu: "But Harini, I want both of us to spend some time with each other so that we can live our married life well."

Me: "I too want that very much, but it is not possible."

Ramu: "It is possible dear."

Me: "How?" I asked excitedly.

Ramu: "Next week your class is going to Mahableshwar for a week. You too join and leave from college for Mahableshwar. But you will not go to Mahableshwar and instead you will come with me to Lonavala. In lonavla we can stay together for a whole week."

Me: "The plan is very good but there is some risk."

Ramu: "The life of love is difficult. And you are my wife, I will not do anything that will make you feel bad. I will take care of everything. Tell me, are you ready?"

Me: "You are my husband, I will do anything for you"

Ramu: "Then the plan is confirmed"

We did everything as per our plan and finally the day of the camp came. My parents left me outside the college gate from where our bus was about to leave for Mahabaleshwar, but I did not go with my group and instead went straight to my husband's house. After about 2 hours the school picnic bus left and we both were in the room. I wore a nice saree. Ramu ji had brought a new gold mangalsutra for me. The new mangalsutra was looking good with the new saree. I had a red and white combination saree up to the elbow in my hands. I wore the bangles just like a newly married woman would wear it. I put a beautiful red coloured bindi on my forehead and got ready. Ramuji too got ready for the trip.

On seeing me he could not control himself and with passion he took me in his arms and kissed me. ummmmm mmmmmm. From the intensity of his kiss I understood that my 42 year old husband liked his wife's look. After all for whom do we women get all decked up for!!

We both were looking like a newly married couple. We caught a state transport bus and our pleasant journey to Lonavla began. I was sitting next to my husband in the bus and kept my head on his shoulder. He was looking at me with love. He could not believe that he has got such a beautiful wife. We two lovers lost in each other's love and started for a new chapter of our married life. After travelling for almost 4 hours we reached Lonavala. There we booked a medium sized lodge. The receptionist showed us her room and while leaving she saw me and smiled and said "Wish you a happy honeymoon". I felt embarrassed and while blushing she said "thank you".

I was not even looking up. Then she left the reception smiling. As soon as the receptionist left I closed the door. As soon as I closed the door suddenly I felt two hands on my delicate waist, and before I could do anything, the grip of those hands became strong and they held me tight against the door. The strong hands of my 42 year old young husband were holding his wife's waist. My boobs were pressed tight against the door, my breathing was fast. Ramu held me against the door.

My breathing was becoming faster. My heartbeats had become fast, very fast. As if a string quartet was playing a music in my heart. I gathered courage and looked up and saw that my husband was looking at his delicate, soft and beautiful 18 year old wife. As soon as my eyes met his, he pressed his manly lips on my lips. Within a few seconds, we as a newly married love were in a deep lip lock.

He bit my ruby red lips softly. "aahhhh...." A soft sound came out of my mouth. This made him even more excited. He kept me in his grip and kept kissing me for almost 10 minutes. My breasts were gradually heaving and my nipples hard.

After some time when our kiss broke, he looked at me.

Ramu: "Harini, you are a perfect nymph. Today give me the nectar of your beauty"

Saying this he started kissing my cheeks, ears and garden. My husband kept kissing my neck, my breasts, and then the other parts of my body continuously. I held his head with both my hands and was pressing it against my body. Then he slid my pallu from my waist and started sliding my blouse from above the shoulder and started kissing the exposed part. Now I had become very hot. For the first time a man had kissed my body in this way. uuuuuffffff....