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Chapter - I
As a post-graduate student, I came to the southern city of Hyderabad, India, to stay and study with my uncle for a period of 1 year. This is the summary story of the first 6 months.
With the age of 21 recently dawning, the lonely and imaginative sojourn of the years had had their effect on me. I fantasized a lot, like everyone else of my age, though there was nothing dark about those fantasies. Still, the evolved male had to have a release. In those days, there was no Internet to pamper my adolescent cravings and orthodoxy had its limitations with socializing. Being a semi-urban male did not encourage anything except studies. The closest I had come to watching women's breasts had been in a movie, which I saw 7 times. I longed for those milk-yielding bundles and wondered about, longing to touch, the other parts of a female's body. Masturbation was a boring form of exercise, devoid of any objects of fantasy, while sex was a distant dream.
My stay at Hyderabad was to change all that. I had 5 months before my exams and I decided there was plenty of time to study "other" things in this city. My thoughts wrapped around a fantasy. The object of my fantasy was the dark skinned, firm breasted, 18 year old cousin of mine. I had nick named her "Drau," a short form for "Draupadi," and she would call me "Pradyu." Both were mythological figures, and dark colored. Drau and I shared adjacent rooms of an old, but spacious, house with a common toilet facility. The mornings would be spent chatting and laughing, while I would regale her with funny incidents of my childhood. The afternoons would be spent watching TV and relaxing on the 2 sofas set up on either side of the living room.
Even as she would doze off after a good meal on the comfortable sofa, her stretched figure, with its numerous contours, would capture my imagination. Occasionally, her dress would rise, caught in the draft of the fan blowing straight at us, and her ankles, tapered to her smooth calves would come into picture. When she turned about in her sleep, she would pull her hands close to her chest, making her breasts swell to the deed. Wow! The swell of those dark mounds could excite any man, I mused, let alone a sexually inexperienced one such as myself. My manhood would swell with innocent excitement, demanding contact, and I would gently squeeze it, looking at her figure. The daily ritual of the afternoon siestas was awakening my dormant hormones and I could neither resist my impulses nor ignore the taboo.
For many a night, I fantasized about seeing her naked. However, I was resigned to the fact that it would be impossible, at least considering the circumstances. However, so many things in life are prey to chance.
One night when using the toilet, there was a power shutdown. After a while, I noticed a small light creeping through the common bathroom door adjacent to my cousin's room. I supposed Drau must have bought a candle to her room, but why was the light shining through the door? I realized that there must be small holes, venting the blocked light. Creeping slowly to the door, I checked the door carefully to pinpoint the holes. Lo and behold, I found 3 small holes at varying heights, small enough to be hidden to the naked eye, but with sufficient opening to see through the other side. My joy knew no bounds.
I waited until the power was back on and bid goodnight to my kin. Once sure that they had gone to their respective rooms, I swiftly changed into my pajamas and waited until Drau had used her bathroom one final time. Then, I tiptoed into the bathroom, bolted "Drau's" side of the bathroom from inside and waited. My heart was beating like crazy, while I anticipated the future. All the happenings were making me sweat and tremble. This was taboo! "Hell," I thought. "Who cares?" This was an opportunity of a lifetime. I philosophized. Incestuous moorings began like this and it was a time to anchor my lust.
Carefully, holding my breath, I peeked through the hole, and into the privacy of my cousin's room. There she was, her luscious hips swaying, spreading a new sheet on the bed directly in my view. I could see her bent figure tucking the corners of the sheet under the bed and absentmindedly scratching her free flowing hair. My penis was already erect from anticipation. It was almost 10 minutes before she finally opened her closet to take out her navy blue colored nightie. My neck was straining from the effort of peering continuously. "No pain, no gain" I vowed to myself. Then, she started the routine she'd followed for years.
Slowly, she slid out of her floral patterned skirt and laid it on the bed, then removed her white top and did the same. She smoothed her dress while bending down and I could see her brown, bra-covered breasts hanging out of the bra cup, while her pubic mound was straining against the panty. It was mind blowing. Straightening up, she put the clothes on a hanger and laid them on the single available chair. She walked over to the mirror to comb her hair and my gaze latched on to her panty-clad bottom. It was brown and smooth with small folds of skin clinging to her thighs. I could feel my erection painfully straining against my underwear. I could not take my eye away from her even for a moment. These were priceless erotic moments. Then, in one swift movement, she laid down her comb and unclipped her bra. There they were.
Those lovely, soft, brown breasts now exposed to my virgin eyes could have turned a stone into man and I was the Voyeur the dark angels had blessed. Drau's jet-black nipples were the size of small marbles. Her husband would be one lucky son-of-a-bitch, I cursed. As she tweaked her glorious nipple absentmindedly, closing her eyes for a brief moment, my whole body tightened. Drau then resumed combing her hair one last time. The swishing action of her hands caused her brown breasts to jiggle ever so delicately. This was turning out to be an incredible performance. My penis was twitching, hurting threatening to satiate itself. My hand could no longer remain static. In all the excitement, I had forgotten to remove my underwear and it was causing me agony.
Swiftly, I straightened up to undo the knot of my pajamas and pulled down my inner wear, letting my penis spring and twitch happily with its newfound freedom. Precious seconds had passed. I was just in time to see Drau put the comb in its holder and watch her admire her figure. Those brown globes... if only I could get my hands on them.
Without removing her underwear, Drau gently unfolded her nightie and slipped it on, keeping the buttons open. Her bed was directly to my view and I could see her sitting on the edge of the bed, contemplating the next move. It was mid-January and the weather was cold. She took a bottle of cold cream and started to apply it to her face and hands. As she eased her breasts out of the nightie to apply the cream, I could not help but gasp at the erotic picture unfolding. She proceeded to knead her breasts gently, first one and then the other. Once again, she closed her eyes, responding to her own sensual action. She looked lovingly at both her breasts and tucked them away into her dress.
It did not stop there. She then pulled her nightie all the way up, giving me an unparalleled view of those lovely brown colored thighs and calves, as well as her panties. My tool was rock hard by now and insensitive to any pain it had experienced earlier. She squeezed a generous amount of cream into her left hand and applied it in parts to her left thigh. Simultaneously, she ran her experienced right hand all the way down; coating her thigh with the white colored cream and making her legs shine in the bright fluorescent light. Even as she would bend down to massage the cream, her bubbies would hang down from her chest, while her cleavage heaved from the breathing. God, this was too good to be true! Drau applied the cream to her inner thighs, squeezing them gently, while her pubes swelled at the effort and begged to be touched. That was enough. I jacked my tool with long and hard strokes and moaned at the monumental orgasm that hit me. My cum spattered all over the closed door and some landed back on my thigh. I was in a daze, my erection refused to die out and my eyes were locked forever on that splendid picture.
It was enough for one day. I decided the sound of washing now would arouse Drau's female instincts. Walking with a drained feeling, I wiped the cum away from whereever it could be found. Sleep came over me like a dream. But then this was a dream, wasn't it?
Chapter - II
The next day, at breakfast, feeling fresh as a morning, I asked Drau how she slept.
"Okay," she replied, "and you?"
