My name is Piyush. I am 35 years old. I am married to Ruchi, who has just turned 25. Yes, she is 10 years younger to me. This is the story of how we met and got married.
Many years ago, when I was in college, I started looking for tuitions to earn some pocket money. Ruchi's family lived in our neighbourhood in West Delhi, but until a common friend introduced me to her brother Rahul, I had no idea about their existence.
Rahul was a couple of years younger to me and studied in the same college that I went to. When Rahul came to know that I was looking for tuitions, he asked me if I can help his sister with mathematics. His sister was sharp, but was unable to do well in mathematics despite working hard, he said. It seemed like a good idea because their home was close by and mathematics was my favourite subject.
Over the weekend, I went to Rahul's home to meet his parents and sister. Now, Rahul had a very average personality, so I was taken aback to meet his beautiful mother Alka, who was around 40. She did not look her age at all and it was a pleasure to meet her.
She, sort of, interviewed me asking questions about my family and educational background and why I was interested in taking tuitions despite being from a well-to-do family.
Convinced with my answers, she called her daughter - Ruchi - and introduced me to her. Ruchi was as good looking as her mother, but a little taller. She came across as an intelligent and ambitious girl.
After a few minutes, Alka left to get some tea, leaving me along with Ruchi. I spoke to her, mostly about her studies, trying to understand which areas we should focus on first for quick results. We decided that I will come to teach for two days, on weekends.
I left their place after some time, with pleasant thoughts.
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I am 5.8 and around 65 kg. Pretty average looking, but in college i was pretty well-known for being a good student. I had a lot of female friends, but still remained a virgin, which is generally the norm in India.
However, I had a strong sex drive and often masturbated at home. I was also hooked to a lot of porn and was a frequent visitor to sex story sites. But six months ago, I got hooked to a different kind of addiction.
My sister Nikita (we call her Nikki) and I lived in separate rooms, but we shared a bathroom. Nikki was a couple of years younger to me. One day, I woke up late and went to the bathroom. I was sitting on the toilet, thinking about a story I had read during the night, when I saw Nikki's panties hanging in the bathroom.
I am not sure what happened to me, but I picked up Nikki's panties and started sniffing it. I have no idea, why it happened, because I never had a thing for Nikki. Well, not up till that point.
Soon, I went to bed and started rubbing my dick on the cushion while sniffing Nikki's panties. I came off within minutes.
For the next week or so, I felt very low and guilty. But, soon I got over it and whenever I got a chance, I used Nikki's stuff to jerk off.