This is part 1 of how our reader lost his virginity to his cousin di in Shimla and had sex for the first time! I still wonder if it was gift for my being teenager or just a simple beginning to my metro sexual life.
I am Rohit, now a matured man of considerable age, but still quite active and adventurous even as I near 50.
My sex life begun in a school hostel, with cheap porn magazines, lots talking, discussions within boys and some experiments too. It was neither the age of television nor the age of internet. The only porn available was either those thrill reading of Anonymous and Koksman, or we had seen some school Servants enjoying with the maids and their wives. The small hills boarding quarters had a lot of peep holes. But all we could see was up and down movements or once in a while some boobs peeping out of half open blouses. We would also sneak out and have group jerking sessions sometimes, imagining those aunties and maids.
No no, that’s not all we did, we did study too had to, else how would we drop pencils to peep under skirts and look at those lovely thighs of the teachers and sometimes see the colors of their panties. Yes, I was only 12 at that time, had learnt to masturbated, had been blown by a senior in school. Had played with the boobs (were they really there) of a 10 year old junior girl. Had seen some nice busts, partially though. I had to leave the Boarding after class 7 and come back home. I had a Nepali maid at home, as I remember I had so many times grabbed her from the back and hugged her , playing with her rather tight boobs and butts, but showing it as a game.
Coming back to the happenings of the special night and what went on thereafter.
A cousin of my dad who lived in UK, was often travelling to India and would come and live in our town, where her mother lived alone. Anju Aunty, as I called her, had a young son Karan, who was about 2 years younger to me. So just to keep her company she would take me along with her to her mother house for a few days. Karan and I had become buddies.
One of those times when I landed up at their house, I realized there was another family staying there. There were these 2 twins’ sisters Anju and Manju and their mother Rekha aunty. Anju and Manju were both students of Class 11 at a school in Simla. In those days the School was up to Class 11 (Senior Cambridge) and the Final Exams would happen in end of the junior classes would close the Schools for 2 months in the beginning of Nov. So while I had long vacations, I was staying with Karan for 2 weeks this time. I called them Anju Didi and Manju didi.
Anju & Manju had come for their preparations of SC exams. They were supposed to be there for more than a month too. While Karan and I played and had our games, the sisters generally joined us for walks in the evening and sometimes for a short game of badminton; who knew it would lead to bed-minton one day. The late evenings were cold we all booked in soon. Dinner was at 8.00 PM Sharp and we would retire to our beds by 9.00 PM.
There were 4 bedrooms in the huge Villa 2 on one side, which were occupied by Karan’s family. Karan always slept with his mother. The other 2 bedrooms were across the Hall and dining area, of these one was occupied by the family of the girls and the other by me. The 2 bedrooms occupied by us had a common bathroom with doors opening in both the bedrooms. So every time we used the area, we had to also lock the door from the other room.
I had actually never seen Anju di with those intentions, but yes today when I remember, I think she was extremely beautiful, she must be about 5’5 with a classic figure. A little heavy on the butts, she had nice round apple like red and bubbly cheeks. She was slim, but had nice firm and round busts which maybe a 34C or so. She always wore tight fit jeans and tops, even her coats showed her shapely body. She was fair and had medium length thick brown hair, which she normally tied in a pony.
We had spent about a week together when her mother Rekha Aunty had to go back to Simla for a few days. That’s the evening which was supposed to change my life. I had retired to my bed at about 8.30. Had been a tiring day, we had gone trekking up the hills, so I had slept.
It must have been about 9.30, when my bladder started bothering me. It had given me a hardon sure ;-). I got up from my bed and walked to the toilet, I opened the door and straight away rushed to the loo, while opening my pajama, I never wore and underwear at night. The hard 5.5” cock was all ready to pop out and relieve itself, when suddenly I heard a sound in the Bathing area, I turned my head an noticed some steam and behind it I saw a vague figure, I guess it was one of the girls. I quickly pulled my pajama, said sorry and rushed out. Gosh I was so damn ashamed, I had not even realized which of the girls it was Manju di or Anju di. Back in the bed, I was softly kicking my legs, sometimes holding my cock to stop the bladder from exploding in my bed. I must have held for another 15 minutes or so, when it won’t hold anymore.
I knocked, there was no response, and I knocked again. No reply. I guessed no one was there, I walked in again. OOOOFFFF, there she was standing right in front of me totally naked, her red cheeks, shinning like fresh apples, her hair open and draped tied neatly in a knot, her craning neck resting above those neat shoulder, her one shoulder hidden behind the towel with which she was wiping it dry. The other should white and clear was resting above the long shapely arms and looking beautiful. Just below, was a nice round mango like shape with a protruded nipple, perfectly round and heavy though not very big it looked like a Large Mango. The nipple was dark pink and was almost a quarter of an inch popped out. My eyes we stark open left me startled at the show of this ravishing beauty. I was awakened from my dream, by a shrill voice, which was more like a shout. I realized it was Anju di standing naked in front of me, wiping herself with a towel. Before I could use anymore of my eyes or mind, she had wrapped the towel around herself and was pushing me out with her shoulder, as the hand held the towel. I once again apologized time and again, “Sorry, Sorry, Sorry Sorry………… “ I kept saying and walked out. I had totally lost my feeling of peeing, the hard 5.5” had gone back to 2” or even smaller with fear. I had done a big mistake, I was scared, rather petrified, what if she would tell Anju Aunty or Rekha Aunty. But I had knocked, she did not reply and also why did she not lock the door after the first instance, the thoughts kept coming and realized it was all unintentional. I had relaxed and also my little one down there had started to remind me of the task that I had to complete, it was again hard and warning me of bursting up if I did not care. I heard the door of the other side of the toilet close. I knocked the door hard again, there was no voice, holding my little one, which was ready to burst, I walked in again, rushed to the other side door and locked it and just in time not to leak in my pajama, I sat on toilet bowl, gosh what a relief it was. I got up, washed, went and lay on my bed.
The thoughts of the enchanting naked body had started haunting me again, that hard nipple was protruding into my mind and the redness of those rosy cheeks making my blood rush down. I had not seen more but my imagination had seen a lot and it imagined everything of the curves that it saw. My cock was springing up again, harder than I had ever seen it to be, my hand swept to my balls holding them I was holding them and slowly brushing my cock imagining all the beautiful things I had seen and my imagination had perceived and just as I was about to begin a nice hand job a startling, sound of another hard knock broke my spell.
In my hurry of my pee leaking into my pajama and then rushing out with my imaginations, I had forgotten to open the door on the other side of the Bathroom. Gosh, I sprang up and ran to the door and opened it, as the bolt clicked open the door was instantly pushed open and I saw Anju di standing in front of me. She had the face of a witch, her large eyes popping out and her face even more red than I could have even imagine. “Why are you playing games” she grunted. I had no words, what should I say, “Sorry” was all I said again. But as I walked towards my bed she walked behind me, shutting both the doors behind her. She was shouting at me asking me all sorts of questions, to which I had no answers, I had tucked in my quilt and lay down, trying to hide my hard Joker popping out of my pajama. Finally she said “ don’t do it again, I will punish you for this one later “ and walked out. It must have been well past 10.00 by now. I was so scared and sleepy, I just lay down and passed out, all thoughts imaginations and horny feelings had slept much before.
I must have slept for a while, when I felt bed started feeling warmer, my cock seemed to have risen again and was wanting to set free. I was too sleepy, I tried to adjust it to a more comfortable position. I moved a bit to my left to turn sides and lay upside down, the space in my bed seemed to have shrunk, as I forced myself , still holding my cock above the pajama, I felt a hand above my hand, I opened my eyes and there I saw her. It was Anju.
While Anju trying to take a grip on my cock I got up with a shock, “what are you doing here” I asked, “the same thing you were doing in the bathroom” was her calm reply. “ I had gone to pee” I said. “And the second time?” she asked, “ I had knocked”. But before I could argue more, her hand was totally on my pajama and she was holding my manhood tight, “you have seen me, now I want to see you too, common let me see or I tell everyone that you did it twice on purpose” . I was blackmail, but seemed an interesting one, my cock was again as hard as before and was again wanting to pop out, it was already touch my navel inside the pajama, it could have let the string loose itself. So I let her hand play the rest.
A mild touch on the string had let it loose and my lion was on the prowl now, my hand were moving on her purple
gown slowly going places, I did not know what was happening, but my breathing had become fast, the room had become warm. Moved up from her thighs, while hers was still browsing on the little master down below. I ran from the thigh to the waist running my hand around slowly around the slim 26” circle. I was not pushing it, it just floated as water flowing. She had moved my pajama to my knees and was now playing with y balls teasing then and tickling them and once in a while moving it slowly up the shaft, right up to the tip, which was all wet with pre-cum but still captured inside the foreskin. To know what happened after that stay tuned on FSI! The next part of the story will be published soon!
