What is sex ? Basically, I mean, people do try a lot of variations by using different military position, using different yap for pleasure and toy dog. But to put it simply, sex is the to-and-fro motion of the dick in a vagina causing turmoil, delight and finally cum. It's heavenly at first, but when you do the same thing again and again with the same person. It starts to get tire. I was never a fan of toy to be used as a second-stringer for pleasure. I want to do something that is challenging, so that I get the delight and satisfaction I got when I had sex for the inaugural clip. Oh ! The beginning time, I'll never forget the opinion of having sex the first time.

It happened 5 months ago during summer vacations. My untested brother who is still in school had his vacation. My parents had planned a trip for a week in the hamlet, a outback seat with not much admission to applied science. Though I never liked that lieu, my parents were fond of it as they were born there. Thankfully I will not be able to visit this time because of my college. I am doing engineering ; my vacation simply don't coincide with my buddy's. I was very charge up to stay dwelling, alone for a hebdomad. I'll hollo my friends over ; well have late dark parties, medicine, etc. While my parents were packing and getting fix to go forth, I was lost in my idea, planning the parties. I was really elevated with those thought process, until the door-bell ruined it all. At the door was Raj with a bag pack.

"Aa gaye beta ( You came ? ). You are doing a big favour on us."Said my female parent, as she approached the door from behind.

"Mom, what is all this about ? Why is he here ?"I said. I feared as I knew what my mom is going to say and was praying for her not to say the same. But it didn't work.

"Raj has come to stay here till the time we are back."She said.

"But mom, I am 21, a grown up now. I don't need baby-sitting."I stressed this level raising my voice. Just to shed light on things, Raj is my cousin who lives nearby. He is 11 yrs older than me and has been baby-sitting me since I was 5.

"Oh come on, Reeti. No matter how old you get, you will still be my little girl."My father interrupted.

"But…I am…I don't…"

"No buts. Raj will be staying here and that's final."my mom said in firm voice.

My parents where gone and I was home with Raj. He was extraneous watching TV while I lay in bed moping over my plans getting crumbled. Raj was an attractive guy. I had a bit of a compaction on him while growing up. But over the old age he got obsessed on silly childish things like superhero comedian, animated moving picture and some early stuff. His ‘ nerdy'drinking glass and these Falco subbuteo gave him a bit of repulsive personality. No wonder he was still single even after crossing 30. I had this fixed view about him, but it all changed in just a week.

Later that Nox Raj called me for dinner party. He had prepared Butter poulet and Roti among other fragility. I could separate with just the great smelling what was cooked without looking. Well, Raj is a chef by profession and is really ripe at it, at to the lowest degree that's what I've heard. I will taste his food for the foremost fourth dimension. With the outset bite, I realized how good he was at preparation."Tasty food bro."was the only words from my rima oris and then I focused on eating all up especially the butter wimp. This dish antenna usually has a mild taste but Raj had done some variation to it since he knew I liked spicy food. After we were done I went to the washroom.

Remembering the taste of the amazing food for thought I ate, I was a bit attracted to Raj. It also seemed a bit Weird that he didn't say a give-and-take while having dinner party. Looking in the mirror made me realize the reason for his weird behaviour. Eating that spicy food made me sweaty, also while drinking water system I spilled a little on my jersey to promote add on to that, it was dark clock time so I didn't wear any bra. The slight white fabric of the tee shirt, which was almost gauze-like after getting wet, was clinging to my boobs.

"crap ! How didn't I realize this earlier, I was too a good deal focused on eating."I said this out loud while hitting the palm hard on the mirror."No marvel Raj didn't talk or eat sufficiently. His attention was elsewhere. Well, the food was delicious, he deserve the peek."I said convincing myself to get over the uncomfortable feeling.

This wasn't it, the next few face-off got weirder. I have modest but my own room where I can receive my secrecy. Since I have a habit of pleasuring myself to sleep, I wear loose wearing apparel shirt-pant. Next daybreak, Raj came in my room to wake me up. He had in his hired hand, a tray with tea and breakfast, while he walked in.

"Wake up ! Sleepy nous. Don't you have to go to college ?"He asked.

"College is at 11 p.m. I'll be going late today."I told him in a voiced sleepy voice.

"Alright then, I'll keep this here. You can have it when you get up."He said this with a smile and placed the tray on my cogitation table. He had a giggly typeface while he said all this and gave me a look before leaving. Another shocker, my shirt buttons were loosen giving a fink of my breast. My in good order mamilla was clearly visible and he saw it. His construction were the proof of it.

"God ! Girl, you need to be careful when other people are around, especially Raj."I said it to myself.

It was too early, but I woke up anyway. Raj was watching his usual cookery appearance while I went for a bath. I was bathing under the shower when I heard a phone of something falling. Ignoring it I continued with my Bath. Later while getting out I saw that the john door was slightly loose, but I remember clearly that I closed it after coming inside."Raj saw me completely naked."thing were going really fast."Maybe I am over thinking it. I don't think he would do that."I said to myself.

There was still time to part with before going to college. So I went and sat with Raj to find out TV. Saami old cookery display was going on and his middle were set on it. He didn't even notice me while I sat down or maybe he just pretended to not notice. After a couple of minutes of silence,

Raj said,

"Reeti, I have known you for a very yearn time now. I have seen you grow up since the fourth dimension you were a niggling girlfriend. Now you are a woman. You must be mindful of certain urge that develop while growing older. Based on what I have observed till now, you have not learned to relieve those itch properly. Just to make it absolved if you don't understand what I am talking about, I am talking about sex. This act is considered to be wrong or immoral in the society. But one needs to have sex at the in good order age for a healthy mind evolution. My question to you is, do you want to have sex ? If you decline its fine, I won't speak of it ever again. It's up to you now. Think about it and tell me in the evening."

This was unexpected. When he started talking, he muted the TV and looked at me. His glasses were off and had a serious look on his side. I never saw his optic like that, they were hypnotic. Without a word I stood up and left for college early.

"I was holding up for a very long time from having sex. Maybe I was just searching for the correct person. Raj, is my cousin. He is the only guy I have spent most of my childhood with. Considering his age, he was not like a friend to me. He is not a pal either, at to the lowest degree I don't think that way. There has always been a different connection between us. The connectedness where because of his experience he was my teacher and I was the student who learned new things from him. Maybe, sex is just another moral I need to learn from him. That's why he is the ideal partner to mislay my virginity."These thoughts constantly hovered in my thinker while I sat in the lecture pretending to listen. I didn't say anything about this to my friends. Actually I didn't public lecture at all. Having sex for the first sentence was a big gradation, a big determination to be taken. I was scared of the consequence still excited and couldn't time lag for it to materialise. I left college a speech early.

At home, I opened the door with my key. There was no one in the hall. I looked for Raj in the kitchen, then my room. I turned to be stunned as Raj was standing behind me naked just a towel around his waist. Probably he just came out of Bath. I had a good face at him with the construction of being jar. Not that there was something to be scared about, it was just that unexpected things were happening since the day before. He didn't have ripped powerful body but sufficiently fit, just the way I like it. I think having ‘ 6-pack abs and everything'is just over-rated and unneeded. One reason for me thinking that way was that I myself am a bit out of Supreme Headquarters Allied Powers Europe. That is very clear as I have always been a ‘ foodaholic ’.

Looking at my expressions he tried to get me conciliate with a smiled."I didn't expect you to come so soon."He said.

"Yes. I skipped a speech to come home early."I replied.

He continued to smile at me. He kept quite but I understood the signs. I knew what he was expecting from me, I just wasn't certain I want to say it. But then I took a deeply breathing place, repeated the catchword in head, ‘ it's now or never'and then said.

"I'm in."His smile widened."So, do you require me to discase ?"I asked.

"No, I'll do that for you. Just freshen up and go get comfortable on your bed."He replied.

I gave an awkward grinning and went to the washroom. Ten hour later I was resting in my bed thinking about what's going to happen. I was wearing the garden pink shorts and a equalize shirt, which I purchased secretly for me to wear when no one was around. I had seen a few adult motion-picture show but doing it practically is unlike."Will he piss me do that kinky stuff done it porn ?"was the view that bothered me the most. I had a mental debate in my psyche whether to harmonise to it or decline. If no, then how am I supposed to block him ? My intellection were interrupted when Raj walked in. He was wearing a blueish robe, something he brought specially for this occasion I guess.

He took it off and underneath he was wearing just the drawers. His eyes were fixed on mine while he got on the bed, getting closer and closer every second. Meanwhile I was just sitting with ramification stretched on the bed. I thought he would channelize me through the cognitive operation by giving stride by step pedagogy. But he didn't, not one word he spoke since he entered the room and till all was over. His action were to a greater extent than sufficient to guide me through the process.

On the bed he crawled close to me like a wild hunter, keeping his eyes fixed on me and I was frozen, still like the prey that has no way out. He was steady and confident but I wasn't. I was unable to calculate directly at him ; I rolled my eyes left-right up-down, tried to focalize anywhere but his face. Then he got really close so that I couldn't look elsewhere and my visual sense got blurry. There was no early option but to shut my middle. I didn't understand what was happening but I could feel his breath on my face. My affection was beating faster and time felt like it slowed down. I was literally in swarthiness until I had the sense experience of touch on my lips. My first kiss. I know that a kiss is not a big thing.

But even today in India not all get to go through their first-class honours degree kiss at a very Loretta Young age. The first base one was just a tenuous ghost after which he took a breaking and followed with much more intense and longer kiss pulling me skinny. A kiss, the way I would depict it is like eating a mango. Henry Sweet and juicy and gives you satisfaction no matter how many fourth dimension you eat it. He then gently unfastened my shirt and took off my bra, so bland that I didn't flavor anything. But then again I was lost in the magical kiss.

Then with his left hand grabbed on to my right booby. Touching softly, getting the spirit of it, using his ovolo he played with my nipple, getting them hard. He kept on kissing my neck while getting crushed until he put his mouth on my allow tit, sucking on it. Raj had bit rough man-hands but the way he handled my tit, I understood that he appreciated my breasts which were of size handsome than average miss my age. I was just sitting there enjoying the moment. I didn't know this feeling was so awesome and we have not even started the sex constituent yet. He then turned to the incline and slipped his deal in my shorts fingering my pussy.

He was pleasuring my unanimous physical structure. My kitty-cat was getting to a greater extent wet every moment with inflammation. Then he suddenly stopped. I looked at him to see that he stood up and dropped his underdrawers. Seeing a existent dick for the starting time time was a good deal to remember. I have seen in videos but seeing it in reality is a dissimilar belief. His penis was of average size not as big as I have seen in the smut picture, but that didn't matter. He had shaved the nether part as if he was already prepared for sex knowing I would agree to it.

He then pulled me to sleeping spatial relation to the edge of the bed. Lifting my legs he widened them. He inserted his dick in my slit slowly, knowing it was my beginning meter. It was a different feeling to get something inside the organic structure from the opening down there. I felt the warmth of his peter inside me.

He looked at me to see if I was well-situated with taking his thing inside. Then he started stroking it, moving to-and-fro. The slow built-up and finally getting started with the act of sex was exciting. He started speeding up. A sudden surge in pleasure made me pop moaning. After a couple of minute of arc he slowed down and stopped. Maybe he wanted to do in unlike position, ‘ doggy style'is what men like, I heard. But he stopped me while I was turning, hinting me that it's well to look each other while having sex the first time.

"But then why did you quit ?"I whispered. He then applied something ; I didn't know what it was, back then. Raj sensed that I was feeling a bit of itch, fragile pain so he stopped to apply lubricant.

It's my foremost prison term and I was so a good deal aroused at that moment that I knew I wasn't going to lastly prospicient. He then put his tool back in and started thrusting, faster and deeper this metre. I always thought moaning or screaming was unnecessary during sex. But at that moment I couldn't lay off myself. I grabbed on to the bed sheet while he fucked me really hard. My moaning kept on getting louder and louder until the point of climax I screamed at the top of my voice. Thankfully no one was there in the next room and the music being played on the TV outside, covered the rest. Raj was not done yet ; still he took his dick out and stroked it with deal till he cum on my belly.

For that second I was really satisfied. Sex made me draw a blank any other issue that were bothering me those twenty-four hour period. I was satisfy speechless and was resting naked on the bed. Finally Raj came close, kissed me and said,"Thank you."

That time I was an amateur and what I learned later that Raj wasn't much of an expert either. We have got a lot secure since then with every experience. Still, the first metre I had sex was the best I ever had in life.

That incident taught me one Sir Thomas More thing. Virginity is like a ignition lock on the room access of a room. The room is wide of treasure and all will be lost once you open it. This is a misconception people have. Actually, the way is to the full of knowledge. Unless you open it, you won't be able to learn some really significant thing in life .