"Do you want to see me without a bra?" -- those words rang in my ears as I experienced a hundred emotions. Shock, fear, disbelief, and extreme lust. This was my cousin Trupti who was four years older. I was in college and we were in Bangalore for summer holidays,. I was devouring Sidney Sheldon novels by the day, and I couldn't believe my ears. It was like on those characters had come alive in our house.
"Hey why are you thinking so much? If you do as I ask, I will pull it up", she pointed to the Metallica logo on her black tee. "Take it off" I whispered, not believing what I heard.
How could I talk to her like that? I was in awe of her. She was a Mumbai girl who threw caution to the wind. The type of girl we called 'fast', winking knowingly, and smiling. Secretly we always wanted a girlfriend like that, but we never dared. And Trupti was my first cousin, almost my sister. I still couldn't believe what had just happened.
During the first week of our vacation in the colony, Trupti had made friends with a boy. He was much older than us but liked the attention he was getting from her. One afternoon, when everyone napped, I thought I'd go down to the library and get myself a novel to read. This was before 24-hour TV, and the internet and reading was the only way to keep oneself busy.
As I walked down the stairway, I suddenly heard noises and glanced down to see Trupti and the young man making out on the stairway below me. My reaction was immediate silence. I froze and hid myself as much as I could and watched intently. I hadn't watched any porn until then and this was my first exposure to the flesh. Trupti had her top pulled up all the way to her shoulders. So high that her bare breasts were covered by her hair. And the boy had his face buried in between the little mangoes, his hands furiously kneading them. My eyes popped as I watched her top naked body. Fair smooth skin with the best breasts I had ever seen. They were in fact the first pair that I had. Like mangoes, they hung heavy but pointed out into erect pink nipples.
As he moved his mouth to one of her nipples, she sighed and threw her head back and looked up directly at me. I froze and turned red. Her eyes widened but she stayed calm. Her face mixed expressions of anxiety and pleasure and she chose wisely. She lowered her gaze and focus back to him and went on as if nothing had happened. She didn't let him touch her below the waist, but he feasted on her topless young tight body for an eternity.
I had to relieve myself and I rushed back into the bathroom. Behind closed doors I replayed what I had just seen in slow motion in my head while by hand worked furiously on my tightness until I sprayed the floor. After cleaning up as I walked into the living room, I heard her come in. She gave me the sweetest smile as she walked past into the kitchen and pulled out a bottle of water from the refrigerator. "Want to go to the terrace? We can play some cards or listen to songs. Come!" she said and walked out of the house. I followed her like a meek mouse, not knowing what to expect.
The terrace was empty as it was a few hours until sunset and generally people came up to walk and gossip only then. Trupti was sitting on a ladder that led up to a water tank, her skirt bunched around her knees and the black tee neatly over her. She looked beautiful in the sun with her wavy hair swaying to a gentle breeze. I walked up and stood a few feet away trying to peer into the horizon to spot what she was watching. "Sit down dumbo" she said in her usual bossy way. "Why do I have to tell you everything?"
I sat quietly. We both looked away into the distance, a thousand thoughts going through me. "Did you like what you saw?" My jaw dropped and my face turned crimson. She chuckled at my discomfort. "You're such a kid man. First time you saw something like this?" My meek nod made her burst into a giggle. "Did you like it? Do you want to see some more?" she continued, much to my discomfort.
She gave it a few moments and then asked in a much softer tone "do you want to see me without a bra?" Sensing my hesitation, she continued "hey why are you thinking so much? If you do as I ask, I will pull it up." "Take it off", I whispered looking at my feet. "Huh?" it was her time to be surprised. "If you take it off I will do whatever you say" I mumbled. "You bloody naughty kid!" she reached down and tousled my hair. "Saala chalu hai re tu!".
I managed a smile. I felt courage rush into my heart and lust into my loins. I had never heard of incest until then, but I realized that Trupti was no longer my sister. She was a beautiful woman with a body to be lusted after and made love to. Holy moly!
