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I am Amit, 39 yrs old, well built, married man who would like to share my first incest experience with my cousin, Sunita, who is over a year elder to me. It all happened two decades back during one of my visits to their place. More details of that can be found in previous episodes.
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By the time my eyes opened, it was getting dark in the room and must have been around five thirty in the evening. I turned my head to see the slow heaving chest of Sunita, she had turned off the tv and then dozed off, not wanting to disturb me from my sleep and my head still in her lap.
Calling her name softly a couple of times elicited no response as I continued to enjoy the view of her well-formed breasts and above that, her beautiful face, partially covered by her dark hair and resting on the side of the couch.
Her position could not possibly have been comfortable as I sat up and then moved, carefully lifting her legs onto the couch and then sliding a pillow beneath her head, adjusting it to make her more comfortable. Whilst moving her, my face came very close to Suna's, my eyes conscious of her luscious lips and the temptation to kiss them, but I rejected the urge, aware that she was my cousin.
She moved slightly, getting herself comfortable, and mumbled in her sleep as I ran my hand over her cheek, softly brushing away the hair that had strayed and giving me a better view of her angelic face. She sighed and slid further down on the couch, her crumpled top riding higher and giving me an excellent view of her midriff and lower chest.
Once she had settled, I allowed my fingers to gently touch her tummy, the feel of her soft smooth skin arousing me and igniting an urge to touch her breasts. My hand and fingers slowly moved higher until eventually it cupped her right boob and I marveled at its firmness, her face still showing no sign of consciousness.
My head was being controlled by my desires and the urgency of my erection as I grew bolder, carefully sliding her top up and over her breasts. As her tits were exposed, I found my eyes fixated on them, two perfectly formed light-skinned orbs, her areola large and puffy with a smattering of tiny goosebumps and in the center of each one, a small button nipple. My fingers had a mind of their own as I ran a single digit over the small bud, watching as it became aroused and erect. I knew I was taking a chance, but such was my arousal that I found myself leaning forward, my tongue flicking out as I licked the expanding teat, my shaft giving a jerk of approval in my pajamas.
Glancing down at Sunita's stomach, her navel reminded me of that erotic moment on the bus when I had first encountered her exotic fragrance, my mind conjuring images of her mound and her bottom as they passed in front of my face. Gingerly, I pulled on the strings of her shorts, watching as they loosened and granted me access to that most intimate part of her body.
'Trrrrinng... trrrringg...' the sound of the phone ringing was a sudden irritation as I panicked, jumping to my feet as I searched the room. 'Fuck, where was the bloody phone.'
'Trrrrinng... trrrringg... ' the sound came again but this time it was cut off abruptly as someone picked up the receiver. (Back then folks had the old land-line telephones with a large wired receiver handset on top).
I froze, timidly looking over my shoulder as Sunita answered it, her eyes still closed. The damned thing had been on the table right next to her all along. 'Hello. Who is it?' she asked sleepily.
A shiver of fear ran down my spine as I realized that I needed to do something before she noticed her state of undress. 'Hey dear, how are you.....Yes, he arrived today..... Ok, let me check with him.' It was infuriating only being able to hear one side of the conversation.
Sunita put her hand over the mouthpiece, about to ask me a question when she realized that her breasts were exposed and on display, hastily pulling her top down as she looked at me inquisitively.
'Who is it?' I asked, hoping to avoid the inevitable question.
'It's Kavita, she wants to know if we would like to go around to her home for dinner tonight. I can say no if you're still tired and we can do it tomorrow night instead.'
An image of Kavita popped into my head, she was a voluptuous woman in her mid twenties, little taller than Sunita, her height helped disguise the fact that there was a little more of her. She had an attractive face enhanced by her curly brown hair and dark brown eyes, but it was her prominent bosom and her perfect arse pushing out of her shalwar (Indian dress) that had first caught my attention.
Kavita lived alone, was outgoing, a bit of an extrovert and had an intermittent boyfriend when I met them last year and noticed them kissing several times when we were watching a movie at her place one evening.
'Sure, it will be great to meet her again' I suddenly blurted, still trying to distract my cousin.
'It seems Amit is eager to see you again,' Suna said, pulling a face at me that implied I fancied her friend.
'Ok, we will be over in an hour or so..... No, no... I will bring kheer.' (An Indian dessert made of condensed milk & rice).
As the call finished, Sunita replaced the receiver and stood, letting out an ear-splitting shriek as her shorts suddenly fell to her ankles and left me with a dazzling display of her naked buttocks before she managed to pull them up again and re-tie the cord.
Thinking as fast as my brain would work, I needed to come up with an excuse for what had just happened. Suddenly, I had a light bulb moment as I started to laugh. 'See! I told you I would get my own back.' Thankfully she accepted my remark, convinced that I had pulled a prank on her and joined in with my laughter.
'Hmm, it looks like I may have some competition this time,' she said, taking it all in good humor.
'You had better watch out,' I warned, 'I haven't finished yet, I still owe you.'
Sunita gave me an all-knowing look, 'Let's see you out-smart Kavita, then perhaps I will consider you as competition,' she smirked, still messing with my emotions.
'Is she expecting us now?' I asked eagerly.
'Whoa, slow down, hold your horses. You don't have to appear that eager. We aren't due until seven o'clock,' Sunita said, and I could sense some jealousy in her remark.
