What is sex ? Basically, I mean, people do try a lot of variations by using different side, using different golf hole for pleasure and plaything. But to put it simply, sex is the to-and-fro question of the dick in a vagina causing excitement, delight and finally cum. It's heavenly at first, but when you do the Lapp thing again and again with the Same somebody. 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 joy and atonement I got when I had sex for the offset time. Oh ! The first clip, I'll never forget the belief of having sex the first time.

It happened 5 months ago during summertime vacations. My younger brother who is still in school had his holidays. My parents had planned a trip for a week in the village, a remote piazza with not much approach to technology. Though I never liked that place, my parents were fond of it as they were born there. Thankfully I will not be capable to impose this time because of my college. I am doing engineering ; my holiday simply don't coincide with my brother's. I was very excited to stay home, alone for a week. I'll shout out my friends over ; well have late Nox political party, euphony, etc. While my parents were packing and getting ready to allow for, I was lost in my thoughts, planning the parties. I was really elevated with those thoughts, 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 mother, as she approached the doorway 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 like. But it didn't work.

"Raj has come to stay here till the clip 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 clear things, Raj is my cousin who lives nearby. He is 11 yrs Old than me and has been baby-sitting me since I was 5.

"Oh come on, Reeti. No topic how old you get, you will still be my piddling girl."My Padre 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 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 press on him while growing up. But over the old age he got obsessed on silly childish things like superhero cartoon strip, animated movies and some other stuff. His ‘ nerdy'glasses and these hobbies gave him a bit of repulsive personality. No wonder he was still individual even after crossing 30. I had this fixed public opinion 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 early diplomacy. I could evidence with just the great olfactory modality what was cooked without looking. Well, Raj is a chef by professing and is really thoroughly at it, at to the lowest degree that's what I've heard. I will try his food for thought for the first time. With the first bite, I realized how in force he was at cooking."Tasty food bro."was the just words from my mouthpiece and then I focused on eating all up especially the butter Gallus gallus. This saucer 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 awesome food I ate, I was a bit draw to Raj. It also seemed a bit weird that he didn't say a password while having dinner. Looking in the mirror made me realize the reason for his Wyrd behaviour. Eating that spicy nutrient made me sweaty, also while drinking water I spilled a minuscule on my T-shirt to promote add on to that, it was Nox metre so I didn't wear any bra. The thin snowy fabric of the T-shirt, which was almost gauzy after getting wet, was clinging to my boobs.

"dickhead ! How didn't I realize this earlier, I was too often focused on eating."I said this out loud while hitting the palm hard on the mirror."No wonderment Raj didn't lecture or eat sufficiently. His aid was elsewhere. Well, the solid food was delicious, he deserve the peek."I said convincing myself to get over the uncomfortable feeling.

This wasn't it, the following few encounter got weirder. I have small but my own room where I can have my privateness. Since I have a habit of pleasuring myself to sleep, I wear idle clothes shirt-pant. Next morning, Raj came in my elbow room to wake me up. He had in his manus, a tray with tea and breakfast, while he walked in.

"Wake up ! Sleepy read/write 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 easy 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 subject tabular array. He had a giggly face while he said all this and gave me a tone before leaving. Another shocker, my shirt buttons were undone giving a sneak of my breasts. My right pap was clearly seeable and he saw it. His grammatical 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 too soon, but I woke up anyway. Raj was watching his usual cookery display while I went for a bath. I was bathing under the cascade when I heard a auditory sensation of something falling. Ignoring it I continued with my tub. Later while getting out I saw that the can threshold was slightly open, 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 fourth dimension to spare before going to college. So I went and sat with Raj to watch TV. Same old preparation display was going on and his center were set on it. He didn't even notice me while I sat down or maybe he just pretended to not mark. After a mates of second of silence,

Raj said,

"Reeti, I have known you for a very long time now. I have seen you grow up since the prison term you were a short lady friend. Now you are a char. You must be aware 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 pretend it percipient if you don't understand what I am talking about, I am talking about sex. This act is considered to be awry or immoral in the society. But one needs to have sex at the mighty age for a healthy mind development. My question to you is, do you want 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 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 good look on his face. I never saw his center like that, they were hypnotic. Without a news 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 right on person. Raj, is my cousin. He is the only guy I have spent most of my puerility with. Considering his age, he was not like a Quaker to me. He is not a brother either, at least I don't think that way. There has always been a unlike connection between us. The connector where because of his experience he was my instructor and I was the student who learned new matter from him. Maybe, sex is just another deterrent example I need to learn from him. That's why he is the ideal better half to lose my virginity."These thoughts constantly hovered in my brain while I sat in the lecture pretending to heed. I didn't say anything about this to my friends. Actually I didn't talking 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 wait for it to happen. I left college a lecture early.

At habitation, I opened the door with my key. There was no one in the hallway. 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 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 unneeded. One reason for me thinking that way was that I myself am a bit out of shape. That is very brighten as I have always been a ‘ foodaholic ’.

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

"Yes. I skipped a lecture to number nursing home early."I replied.

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

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

"No, I'll do that for you. Just freshen up and go get comfy 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 shorts and a matching shirt, which I purchased secretly for me to wear when no one was around. I had seen a few adult movies but doing it practically is unlike."Will he make me do that kinky poppycock done it porn ?"was the thought that bothered me the most. I had a genial debate in my idea whether to fit to it or decline. If no, then how am I supposed to stop him ? My thoughts were interrupted when Raj walked in. He was wearing a blue robe, something he brought specially for this occasion I guess.

He took it off and underneath he was wearing just the shortstop. His centre were fixed on mine while he got on the bed, getting closer and closer every moment. Meanwhile I was just sitting with stage stretched on the bed. I thought he would guide me through the mental process by giving step by step teaching. But he didn't, not one Good Book he spoke since he entered the room and till all was over. His actions were more 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 positive but I wasn't. I was unable to look directly at him ; I rolled my eyes left-right up-down, tried to concenter anywhere but his face. Then he got really close so that I couldn't look elsewhere and my vision got blurry. There was no other choice but to close my eyes. I didn't understand what was happening but I could feel his breath on my face. My heart was beating faster and time felt like it slowed down. I was literally in duskiness until I had the sensation of touch modality on my sassing. My first kiss. I know that a kiss is not a big thing.

But even today in India not all get to live their first kiss at a very young age. The first one was just a slight touch after which he took a break and followed with very much more than intense and long kiss pulling me close up. A kiss, the way I would describe it is like eating a mango. Sweet and juicy and gives you satisfaction no matter how many times you eat it. He then gently unfastened my shirt and took off my bra, so bland that I didn't feel anything. But then again I was lost in the wizard kiss.

Then with his left hand grabbed on to my right titty. Touching softly, getting the tone of it, using his thumb he played with my nipple, getting them hard. He kept on kissing my cervix while getting lowly until he put his mouth on my go out pap, sucking on it. Raj had bit bumpy man-hands but the way he handled my boobs, I understood that he appreciated my tit which were of size of it fully grown than intermediate lady friend my age. I was just sitting there enjoying the instant. I didn't know this smell was so awe-inspiring and we have not even started the sex part yet. He then turned to the English and slipped his bridge player in my underdrawers fingering my pussy.

He was pleasuring my entirely body. My slit was getting more wet every import with inflammation. Then he suddenly stopped. I looked at him to see that he stood up and dropped his shortstop. Seeing a real peter for the foremost time was a mess to remember. I have seen in videos but seeing it in reality is a different feeling. His penis was of average size not as big as I have seen in the porn movies, but that didn't subject. He had shaved the chthonic region as if he was already prepared for sex knowing I would fit to it.

He then pulled me to sleeping side to the edge of the bed. Lifting my legs he widened them. He inserted his tool in my puss slowly, knowing it was my first gear time. It was a different feeling to get something inside the torso from the opening down there. I felt the warmth of his gumshoe inside me.

He looked at me to see if I was comfortable 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 joy made me start moaning. After a couple of minutes he slowed down and stopped. Maybe he wanted to do in dissimilar spatial relation, ‘ bow-wow stylus'is what men like, I heard. But he stopped me while I was turning, hinting me that it's well to face each other while having sex the first 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, slender pain so he stopped to apply lubricant.

It's my first metre and I was so practically aroused at that moment that I knew I wasn't going to live long. He then put his dick 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 hold on myself. I grabbed on to the bed flat solid while he fucked me really hard. My moaning kept on getting louder and louder until the detail 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 residual. Raj was not done yet ; still he took his dick out and stroked it with hand trough he cum on my belly.

For that bit I was really satisfied. Sex made me blank out any other issuance that were bothering me those days. I was satisfied speechless and was resting naked on the bed. Finally Raj came close, kissed me and said,"Thank you."

That clock time 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 number one time I had sex was the best I ever had in life.

That incident taught me one to a greater extent affair. Virginity is like a curl on the door of a room. The way is entire of treasure and all will be lost once you open it. This is a misconception people have. Actually, the room is total of knowledge. Unless you open it, you won't be able-bodied to get wind some really important things in aliveness .