Author's Note: You should always clean your toys before and after using them.
Reedited by: Literotica editor Jack Mayne, many thank to him working with my story.
Short description: Story is about my maid, who was a virgin girl and how I was able to take her virginity.
Characters: Rita me and my maid Jhanky.
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I was reading a newspaper at my parent's home when I heard the maid and I said hello to her then went back to reading my newspaper. I think she picked up the cups and left but after a while, she was back and looking at me.
"Yes? Do you want something?" I asked.
"Yes, ma'am, actually I want to discuss about my daughter," said Shanty, my family's longtime maid.
"OK, go ahead."
"Ma'am, actually you asked me about another maid for your apartment," she said.
"Oh, yes I remember a few days back I asked you, so have you found any one?" I asked her.
"Yes, ma'am, I did found someone," she said.
"Who is she, do you know her?" I asked.
"Yes, ma'am. She is my daughter.
"What, your daughter?" I said. "I think she is so young and doesn't she still go to College?"
No, ma'am, because of my husband. He drinks a lot and we have to fulfill his needs – if we don't he beats both of us so that's why I asked about my daughter," Shanty said.
"But you know your daughter is young isn't she?"
"Yes, ma'am she is young, but last month she turned 19"
"Well, can she manage living alone much of the time at the apartment?" I asked her. "You know I only stay there once in a while to entertain special guests."
Yes ma'am she can manage, she is alone now most of the time at home."
I reminded her I lived a different life at the apartment since I was a lesbian and used that place for my games with other girls.
"Yes, ma'am, but she can manage," Shanty said.
I told her I will pay 2,500 Rupees a month and she would have to live there full time.
She agreed, and I told her to bring her daughter to me in the morning so I could talk with her alone.
When I first saw her, she appeared quite young, average looking, sky and looking down at her feet.
I talked to her for a while alone and she tells me her name is Jhanky and that she cannot read or write.
I asked her if she could manage alone in my apartment.
"Yes, I can manage alone," she said.
I told her to go and send in her mother. A moment later, her mother reappeared in my bedroom.
"She looks fine to me and for now she can have the job at my apartment," I said, but I wondered how she could feed herself alone there if she cannot cook.
A few days later, her mother told me she had been giving her some cooking lessons and now should be able to cook for herself.
"She can definitely cook now. She can fry eggs, make coffee, tea, and drinks, for herself and also for you," Shanty said proudly.
My apartment had two bedrooms with attached baths, kitchen and a living room with a television set. One room would be mine and one for Jhanky. No one but my "secret friends" and me ever lived there so this would change things.
It was a hot, humid day in Mumbai when I took Jhanky there and showed her the apartment. I told here that I bring my very special friends there and she should stay out of sight and in the kitchen or her room.
"Don't come in where we are and don't spy on what we are doing," I told the wide-eyed young girl. I also told her not to change things around without asking me first.
I told her to bring some cold water for me and she obeyed my order. After giving me water she went back to the kitchen and asked me about the dishes there. I thought I should bring some plates and glasses for Jhanky but I hadn't so she could use the old ones and I could bring some new for myself.
After drinking the water I asked her bring some apple juice for me. She did, then sat near me on the sofa. We started chatting about things, and I told her how she was to behave when I was busy with my friends and I told her what she could do in her spare time. She listened and I answered her questions.
A few days later, I was sitting on sofa watching movie and I asked Jhanky get some massage lotions and oil from my bedroom.
"I am tired and need a massage, Jhanky; can you do that for me?" I asked the slender young girl.
"Yes, ma'am, I can do that," she said. "I used to do that for my mother when she was tired after working at your parent's home." She went to my room for the oils and lotions.
I stripped naked and wrapped a towel around myself, then took off the towel and spread it on the sofa and laid naked on it.
She started with my shoulders, applying some lotion on my shoulders then she starts with her hands. I loved the feeling of her soft, young hands on my body. The first massage from my Jhanky was awesome. Her fingertips went from shoulders down my arms to my hands.
Her hands had a magic way of applying lotion, using her fingertips. I felt so relaxed.
Then she went to my feet and toes, up onto my legs to the knees, softly stroking and massaging my legs. It was wonderful, I felt her soft angel stroking, mixed with some delightful squeezing and rubbing.
She hesitated when she got near my naked ass, but I told her softly not to worry because she is a girl, too, and she should not be nervous.
Jhanky poured some lotion on the soft contours of my tight butt and her fingers made my feel their magic.
After a few minutes, I told her to put her oiled finger into my ass hole and massaged inside. She paused a moment but then her finger slipped into my butt again. I moaned when the small finger touched my sensitive anus. Then she pushed her finger in deeper and I gripped the pillow and moaned loudly. My pussy immediately began to get wet and felt itchy for more stimulation.
I then asked the beautiful girl to massage my tits; the sensitive nipples were already hard and throbbing. Jhanky applied some lotion on my breasts, and her magical hands began to softly massage them. I told her how to pinch my nipples with her thumbs.
She and did as I told her.
