What is sex ? Basically, I mean, people do try a lot of variations by using different positions, using different holes for delight and toy. But to put it simply, sex is the to-and-fro motion of the dick in a vagina causing fervor, delight and finally cum. It's heavenly at first, but when you do the like affair again and again with the Sami person. It starts to get deadening. I was never a fan of toys to be used as a substitute for joy. I want to do something that is challenging, so that I get the delight and satisfaction I got when I had sex for the number 1 time. Oh ! The world-class prison term, I'll never forget the belief of having sex the first time.

It happened 5 months ago during summer vacations. My vernal brother who is still in school had his holidays. My parents had planned a trip for a week in the Village, a remote lieu with not much access to technology. Though I never liked that place, my parents were fond of it as they were born there. Thankfully I will not be able to visit this clip because of my college. I am doing engineering ; my holidays simply don't coincide with my brother's. I was very excited to stay habitation, alone for a week. I'll call my booster over ; well have late night party, music, etc. While my parents were packing and getting fix to leave, I was lost in my thoughts, planning the political party. I was really elevated with those thought, until the door-bell ruined it all. At the doorway was Raj with a bag pack.

"Aa gaye beta ( You came ? ). You are doing a big favour on us."Said my mother, as she approached the room access 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 Saame. But it didn't work.

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

"But mom, I am 21, a grown up now. I don't need baby-sitting."I stressed this point raising my voice. Just to light 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 rest home with Raj. He was outside watching TV while I lay in bed moping over my plans getting crumbled. Raj was an attractive guy. I had a bit of a crush on him while growing up. But over the years he got obsessed on light-headed childish things like superhero comics, animated motion-picture show and some other stuff. His ‘ nerdy'drinking glass and these hobbies gave him a bit of obscene personality. No wonderment he was still individual even after crossing 30. I had this fixed feeling about him, but it all changed in just a week.

Later that night Raj called me for dinner. He had prepared Butter crybaby and Roti among other delicacies. I could tell with just the great feel what was cooked without looking. Well, Raj is a chef by professing and is really expert at it, at least that's what I've heard. I will taste his nutrient for the first base clock time. With the first sharpness, I realized how trade good he was at preparation."Tasty food for thought bro."was the lone Logos from my backtalk and then I focused on eating all up especially the butter chicken. This dish usually has a modest penchant but Raj had done some magnetic variation to it since he knew I liked spicy intellectual nourishment. After we were done I went to the washroom.

Remembering the taste of the awe-inspiring food for thought I ate, I was a bit pull in to Raj. It also seemed a bit Wyrd that he didn't say a Word of God while having dinner. Looking in the mirror made me realize the rationality for his Weird demeanor. Eating that spicy food made me sweaty, also while drinking H2O I spilled a fiddling on my T-shirt to further add on to that, it was night time so I didn't wear any bra. The thin Patrick White fabric of the T-shirt, which was almost transparent after getting wet, was clinging to my boobs.

"Shit ! How didn't I realize this earlier, I was too often focused on eating."I said this out loud while hitting the medal 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 encounters got weirder. I have small but my own room where I can have my secrecy. Since I have a habit of pleasuring myself to sleep, I wear lax clothes shirt-pant. Next good morning, Raj came in my room to arouse me up. He had in his handwriting, a tray with tea and breakfast, while he walked in.

"Wake up ! Sleepy head. 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 flabby sleepy voice.

"Alright then, I'll save this here. You can have it when you get up."He said this with a smile and placed the tray on my study table. He had a giggly human face while he said all this and gave me a expression before leaving. Another shocker, my shirt clit were undone giving a sneak of my breasts. My rightfield nipple was clearly visible and he saw it. His expressions were the proof of it.

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

It was too former, but I woke up anyway. Raj was watching his usual preparation shows while I went for a bath. I was bathing under the shower when I heard a sound of something falling. Ignoring it I continued with my tub. Later while getting out I saw that the bathroom door was slightly subject, but I remember clearly that I closed it after coming inside."Raj saw me completely naked."Things 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 prison term to part with before going to college. So I went and sat with Raj to take in TV. Same old cookery show was going on and his eyes were set on it. He didn't even notice me while I sat down or maybe he just pretended to not note. After a dyad of transactions of silence,

Raj said,

"Reeti, I have known you for a very recollective time now. I have seen you grow up since the time you were a little young woman. Now you are a womanhood. 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 urges properly. Just to make it clear 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 give sex at the right age for a healthy mind development. My question to you is, do you desire to have sex ? If you decline its mulct, I won't speak of it ever again. It's up to you now. Think about it and secernate me in the evening."

This was unexpected. When he started talking, he muted the TV and looked at me. His methamphetamine were off and had a unplayful look on his face. I never saw his eyes like that, they were hypnotic. Without a Logos I stood up and left for college early.

"I was holding up for a very longsighted time from having sex. Maybe I was just searching for the right-hand person. Raj, is my cousin. He is the but guy I have spent nearly of my childhood with. Considering his age, he was not like a friend to me. He is not a brother either, at least I don't think that way. There has always been a different connection between us. The connection where because of his experience he was my teacher and I was the educatee who learned new matter from him. Maybe, sex is just another lesson I need to instruct from him. That's why he is the ideal partner to fall behind my virginity."These thoughts constantly hovered in my mind while I sat in the lecture pretending to mind. I didn't say anything about this to my admirer. Actually I didn't talk at all. Having sex for the first time was a big step, a big decision to be taken. I was scared of the consequence still excited and couldn't time lag for it to happen. I left college a speech early.

At home, I opened the threshold 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 bathtub. I had a good looking at him with the expression of being shock. Not that there was something to be scared about, it was just that unexpected matter were happening since the day before. He didn't have ripped muscular body but sufficiently fit, just the way I like it. I think having ‘ 6-pack abs and everything'is just over-rated and unnecessary. One reason for me thinking that way was that I myself am a bit out of shape. That is very clear as I have always been a ‘ foodaholic ’.

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

"Yes. I skipped a lecture to do domicile early."I replied.

He continued to smile at me. He kept quite but I understood the preindication. I knew what he was expecting from me, I just wasn't sure I want to say it. But then I took a deep breath, repeated the motto in judgement, ‘ it's now or never'and then said.

"I'm in."His grin widened."So, do you want me to undress ?"I asked.

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

I gave an awkward smile and went to the washroom. Ten minutes later I was resting in my bed thinking about what's going to happen. I was wearing the pink shortstop and a matching shirt, which I purchased secretly for me to wear when no one was around. I had seen a few grownup flick but doing it practically is dissimilar."Will he make me do that kinky clobber done it porn ?"was the idea that bothered me the most. I had a mental disputation in my head whether to match to it or decline. If no, then how am I supposed to kibosh him ? My thoughts were interrupted when Raj walked in. He was wearing a dreary robe, something he brought specially for this occasion I guess.

He took it off and underneath he was wearing just the shorts. His eyes were fixed on mine while he got on the bed, getting closer and closer every 2nd. Meanwhile I was just sitting with peg stretched on the bed. I thought he would steer me through the mental process by giving step by measure instructions. But he didn't, not one Word he spoke since he entered the room and till all was over. His natural action were more than sufficient to guide me through the process.

On the bed he crawled close to me like a waste hunting watch, keeping his heart fixed on me and I was frozen, still like the target that has no way out. He was stabilize and surefooted but I wasn't. I was unable to face directly at him ; I rolled my eyes left-right up-down, tried to focus anywhere but his font. Then he got really close so that I couldn't look elsewhere and my vision got blurry. There was no other option but to shut my eyes. I didn't understand what was happening but I could palpate his breathing place on my face. My pump was beating faster and time felt like it slowed down. I was literally in swarthiness until I had the ace of touching on my lips. My first buss. I know that a candy kiss is not a big thing.

But even today in India not all get to experience their first kiss at a very Thomas Young age. The first one was just a slight touch after which he took a geological fault and followed with a great deal more than intense and longer kiss pulling me conclusion. A kiss, the way I would describe it is like eating a mango. Sweet and juicy and gives you satisfaction no subject how many metre you eat it. He then gently unbuttoned my shirt and took off my bra, so smooth that I didn't feel anything. But then again I was lost in the magic kiss.

Then with his left script grabbed on to my right dope. Touching softly, getting the feel of it, using his thumb he played with my pap, getting them firmly. He kept on kissing my neck while getting lower until he put his mouth on my left pap, sucking on it. Raj had bit rough man-hands but the way he handled my boobs, I understood that he appreciated my breast which were of size fully grown than medium girls my age. I was just sitting there enjoying the mo. I didn't know this smell was so awesome and we have not even started the sex part yet. He then turned to the side and slipped his hand in my shorts fingering my pussy.

He was pleasuring my wholly consistency. My cunt was getting more than wet every moment with excitement. Then he suddenly stopped. I looked at him to see that he stood up and dropped his boxers. Seeing a real dick for the first time was a passel to call up. I have seen in video but seeing it in world is a different feeling. His penis was of average size not as big as I have seen in the porno movies, but that didn't thing. He had shaved the chthonian region as if he was already prepared for sex knowing I would consort to it.

He then pulled me to sleeping position to the border of the bed. Lifting my legs he widened them. He inserted his dick in my kitty-cat slowly, knowing it was my first clock time. It was a unlike feeling to get something inside the torso from the opening down there. I felt the warmth of his peter inside me.

He looked at me to see if I was well-fixed with taking his affair 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 pleasance made me start moaning. After a couple of instant he slowed down and stopped. Maybe he wanted to do in different position, ‘ doggie style'is what men like, I heard. But he stopped me while I was turning, hinting me that it's better to face each other while having sex the inaugural time.

"But then why did you stop ?"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, slight pain so he stopped to implement lubricant.

It's my first clock time and I was so much aroused at that moment that I knew I wasn't going to conclusion recollective. He then put his putz back in and started thrusting, faster and deeper this sentence. I always thought moaning or screaming was unnecessary during sex. But at that moment I couldn't stop myself. I grabbed on to the bed sheet while he fucked me really hard. My moaning kept on getting louder and louder until the degree of flood tide 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 putz out and stroked it with hand cashbox he cum on my belly.

For that import I was really quenched. Sex made me forget any early issues that were bothering me those Clarence Day. I was satisfied speechless and was resting naked on the bed. Finally Raj came close, kissed me and said,"Thank you."

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

That incident taught me one more thing. Virginity is like a ringlet on the door of a room. The room is full of treasure and all will be lost once you open it. This is a misconception people have. Actually, the room is fully of knowledge. Unless you open it, you won't be able to watch some really crucial affair in life sentence .