How An Old Man Took My Virginity

I’m Madiha . I want to share the experience of how I lost my virginity in one of the most unlikely circumstances.English is not my first language,so please forgive me for any grammatical mistakes and I’ve used many Indian words which I dont know the exact name in English….Please google “Saree” ,”Salwar kameez” and “Lungi” to understand the different types of dress we wear in India

This happened around 7 years ago.We had a marriage of one of my cousins in my native village.But,since I had my practicals just the day before which I cannot skip. My father stayed with me ,while my mother and younger brother went to the function a week earlier.Our native village was a 10 hr journey from my place by bus,but my father decided to drive in our car as it will be faster than a bus.

I finished my practicals successfully and came home to get all the jewellery and dresses for the wedding.We began the uneventful journey. We stopped midway in a hotel and had a nice dinner.My father asked me to sleep as I need to be fresh for the marriage in the morning.I was sleeping while my father was driving through the dark forests.

Suddenly,I woke up with a loud thud .Our car got broke down at around 12:10 am in the midnight in the middle of the forest,plus it was raining heavily.Since it was a forest route,not many vehicles come during night.And of course,we didn’t have any signal in our cellphone.So,we can’t inform anyone about our problem.Our only hope was to wait till someone arrives,which could take till morning.My father could locate a light in the darkness.We were hopeful that it was a police outpost .Furthermore,our car was broken in the middle of the road,it was possible for someone to hit it in the dark.So,we both got down and started pushing the car to the side of the road.After pushing the car,we went towards the light.
By the time,we reached to the place,we were totally wet.To our dismay,it was a not an outpost,but a house.We knocked at the door.After few minutes,we heard a raspy female voice “Who is it?”.

“I’m sorry,but our car broke down.Could you please help us?” My father replied.

There was a silence and then the door opened and the old woman allowed us in.There was an old man standing there with a huge axe in his hand.I assumed,it was just to protect in case we were some kind of robbers.The couple were around 50s or 60s. The old man was tall,dark,thin and had a huge white beard.He was wearing an old white lungi and no shirt.The woman was frail and looked much older than the man,due to her lack of physical strength.Anyway,when I looked around the house,I thought what was the fuss with the axe and all.There was nothing to steal from that house. It was just a one room house.On one corner,an old saree was tied diagonally for a make-shift bathroom. There was a kerosene stove in the other corner.There was no electricity in the house,but it had 1 petromax lights and the fire from the coals They had a coir bed in the middle of the house.There were few big wooden boxes which had their belongings.I doubt if a thief can find anything worth more than a 100 rupees in there.

My father explained our situation.The old man kept listening and in the end,he said that in the morning,he will take father to the local village where we can summon the mechanic. My father said that’s not possible as he wants to do it immediately and asked the old man to accompany him. The old man said he can’t do as he has knee joint problem and needs rest or else he will collapse in the middle.My father was very angry,but he controlled it and said if he could tell him the directions,then the old man said its not advisable as a single wrong turn in the path would lead him to deep into the forest. Then the woman started interrupting him in their own language we couldn’t understand. The old man began shouting back at her and then he mellowed his voice and kept talking for sometime. We were just watching them talk and then she nodded.
The old man now looked at my father and said that There is a 24 hr mechanic shop just along the road,but its close to 2km.If there was no one in the shop,wait for sometime.they might have gone home to have food or something.My father borrowed the umbrella and torchlight from him and went to search for the mechanic shop.

After my father left,the woman said that I was totally wet and asked me to change the dress or else I will catch cold. I told her that I had no other dress right now.She said I can use her saree. I never wore a saree except during the school annual day and it took my Mother an 1 hr to dress me up.I sheepishly said I don’t know how to wear a saree. She said,its not a problem as she will help me.

She took what I assume was the cleanest saree she had and pulled me behind that curtain which led to their stinky bathroom which had an old bucket and mug and brought the light.I need to tell u that during that time,I wasn’t as slim as now but a little chubby not not exactly fat.I had the look of a child,though I had a nice 34-32-35 size.Plus I was outgrowing my B size bra and was going to switch to C cup soon.

She asked me to strip down everything including my bra and panties saying u shouldn’t wear wet dresses. After I removed the last bit of my cloth from my skin.She shined the light in front of me and looked at me top to bottom.She said that I have a nice body. I was too embarrassed by her statement.But I didn’t know what to do. She then asked me to tie the petticoat and blouse.I didn’t have any problem with the petticoat and certainly,her blouse didn’t fit even a bit and I didn’t want to damage this woman’s prized possession.

I said its not working,so I will wear back my churidar.She said,not to worry,but wear the saree without a blouse.I said its too revealing.She chided telling that many women in village do that and besides,we’re in the house and nobody will look at her.She said she will tell her husband to turn around when I comes out.She then started shouting in indistinct language to her husband. Her husband laughed aloud and then shouted back to her.She then made me dress up like that.I suggested to at least wear the bra,but she said,its wet and tying a wet cloth across chest will only cause cold.

When I came out,the old man was facing in another direction,completely not seeing.The woman gave me a blanket asked me to sleep on the bed,while they slept on the floor.