My first sexual experience goes back to twenty years ago. I was doing my graduation and my cousin sister arrived to our city with a job offer in hand. She is 6 years elder to me and I was excited to have a sister all of a sudden. My mom was a government employee, pa had his business and used to travel a lot. We lived in a small house with a single bedroom occupied by me. so obviously it was shared with her from now on.
Everybody left home by 8am, but my sister used to leave by 6.30am and she was the one home early before us. I used to spend a lot of time with friends after college, and was the last one to enter. It was routine lifestyle, but my sister's arrival was a nice company, to me atleast. We used to talk a lot and share moments of our current state of affairs.
Our talks slowly started to linger into the private space of each of us. She was the first to talk about her boyfriend during her college, and later I started to explain how I had a series of girlfriends. She was startled and reacted 'what?. I explained how I got dumped by one to find another, to another one and so forth. Tiny pockets were the cuplrit, basically! She giggled and said she will raise my pocket money from now on, I was happy. Obviously, I started to explain my routine with her and she was getting really close to me and our bond was getting stronger by every passing day.
Many days, weeks and months passed, now it was mid-winter and I happened to fall sick to the blues. She stayed back at home after applying leave, both to take care of me and also to break her routine life. After a nap, I was up and felt bored to death. It was then, that she opened her baggage to take out photo album and hand it out to me and started to talk about her good times and college days. She had a pretty face, about 5'3" stature, always clad in chudidar and looked shapeless. Nothing very different from now, except a few more kilos to add over the photo'ed days. Browsing through, she was quite elaborate with each and every passing picture and happily recalling her memorable days. After a few turns, came some pics of a western Indian beach. I was quite stunned to see her in smaller clothes and actually visualise her *inner being. She was not that skinny, flat, plain and boring. She has mass at the relevant places and the dress she wore definitely hid them from the prying eyes. Mine atleast till now!
She wanted to skim past those pics quickly, but I held back insisted on the stories and she was blushing. It was pretty obvious, that she had been with her boyfriend in that trip with other couple'd friends. The explanation was slow and came with deep and hot breath. It was very private, but she wanted to speak about it. I was happy that she was happy with those memories, but it was more than that! I started to feel her there.. my desires for her was seeded right there! But she was my sister, cousin but still a sister!
Again days, weeks, months went by, but we were getting closer to each other and took liberty to talk a little *dirty at times. I always fantasize her whenever I jerked off. Slowly my mind started to accept incest'ed mindset.
There was an occasion of a marriage function at our native and my parents had to attend them. Sister and I were not very interested in such family gatherings and denied to join them. So we were left back at home for a couple of days, however a death of another relative added few more days of just us two at home. On the first night of us together, she stayed at her friend's place. I was both angry and feeling lonely. She arrived next morning and said she too had applied leave for a few more days and asked whether I could take leave. I said maybe from tomorrow, but today there was an important lecture.
I returned home early after the lecture and found the door locked. I thought she left to work, but after about an hour or so, the door opens and a man of her age rushes out leaves without even looking at me. Shocked at that sight, I stood wondering for a while and quickly entered to find her in the kitchen and found the bedroom all shabby and filled with musky smell. It was obvious that they both had sex in my bed. I simply sat in front of the TV and she came out with coffee for me and herself. I saw directly into her eyes and she was blushing, shy and content.
She spoke to me in a soft and pleasant voice, 'yaarigu helabeda'. (meaning, 'dont tell anyone'). I simply nodded, yes! Many thoughts started to linger in my mind, especially on the hot action that had preceeded.
Late into the evening I asked who he was, she was silent. When I assured not to speak about it with anyone, she said her friend's boyfriend. I was shocked to the core now, but she was laughing at me now. Quickly she pleaded me not to disclose the matter to anyone, else her future-life would be in jeopardy. I again nodded. After her confession, I was pretty sure to make love to her.
That night when we slept, she was facing away from me and I couldn't control my urges and my wanker was hard, out, and busy in my hands. Next morning I got up late as I had decided to stay home and she was already up, freshened and had breakfast ready. She asked me, what was that happening behind me on the bed in the night yesterday? I lowered my head in shy, she laughed. After a quick freshening, had breakfast with her and went to borrow my friend's bike. To my surprise, she was already dressed to go out. She smiled and asked where to, I said a movie and a long ride. She looked very happy! DDLJ the movie, rendered both of us pretty silent at the end and we took off quickly on the bike towards a hill station nearer to the city. She was hugging me like a girlfriend and I was cruising cherishing every moments of the humps and bumps of the route. It was about an hour for sunset and we both were behaving like love birds, Raj & Simran.
The place we sat together watching sunset was surprisingly deserted with not a soul around. We were sitting here hugging and cuddling, as the night started to fall, our desires took charge. All four hands were busy feeling each other's body and mine was a first hand experience. When I said that, she was surprised and asked what the hell was I doing with my girlfriends. She was getting even more close to me after that. It was uncontrollable to hold back my desires for her. My first words of desire to her blurted out of my mouth. 'Akka ninn thullu beku nange!' (Sister I want your cunt!). It was too straight and blunt, she looked straight into my eyes for a moment with no expressions and with a smile planted a kiss on my lips. wow! I was shocked at her response than my own usage of words that followed mine!
After a deep kissing session, she responded equaled blunt asking, 'illae keiytiya?' (will you fuck me right here?). I was shocked, but the darkness, deserted and cold atmosphere demanded an yes. Yes it was! For the next couple of minutes we were busy fondling each other and smooching.