Well this happened quite some time ago my first sexual conquest. I was 18 at the time about 5ft tall. I didn’t no much about sex and had never seen a real women naked before. I had only seen pictures of women nude in a magazine a friend had brought to college. Obviously i had got my first hardon a long time ago and had also realised the pleasure i could have from playing with it however i did this in secret.
My mausi Geeta and her ma lived with me and my ma. It was definitely too small a second floor flat for the four of us but we managed. Geeta and I got on well we were always teasing each other. Boys are better than girls and so on. But what really got her was when I use to call her Mausi. She felt like she was alot older when I called her that. She playfully used to hit me when i said that.
Geeta was 18, she had long flowing black hair, was about 5ft 5, 36-25-36, had creamy silk coloured skin and looks a cross between Twinkle and Juhi.
Both our parents where looking for a boy for her before she started college.
The day had started as usual i was studying maths on my khat and both our parents had gone next door to see some guest. I was told to lock the front door and to continue to study.
Meanwhile Geeta was fiddling with her hair I wasn’t paying that much attention. Although lately I had found the curves of her body much more appealing and how it use to affect my groin area on a regular basis. I had thought about her on many occassions whilst playing with myself. Our beds use to be at right angles to each other allowing me to see down the front of her salwaar khameez, when we went to sleep, because it use to rise up, allowing me a good glimpse of her breasts.
Our parents both trusted us because they still thought of me as a child and also because she was my mausi.
Geeta yawned and got off her khat. She was wearing a dull floral patterned salweer khameez with a light coloured dupatta. I looked at her gorgeous body from under my books my loins stirring. She then headed off to the kitchen. Our kitchen was quite small and was really a combination bathroom and kitchen.
After a few minutes I started to hear splashes of water. Geeta was taking a bath. I immediately got up from my work. I had always wanted to see Geeta naked but never got the chance. So I took my opportunity. I stormed into the kitchen/bathroom and headed for the mutkaas of pani.
Hey she said I turned round to see her standing totally naked one hand in her hair the other holding a small metal mutkaa. She didn’t even try to cover herself. She was more beautiful than I had ever dreamt, her curly cunt hair, her slit, her well rounded breasts, her shapely hips and thighs just took my breath away. I began to stare.
Rakesh I’m having a bath do you mind!
Umm, umm. I was still gawking at her, Im thirsty i stuttered i wanted some pani.
For the first time in my life i got the hardest longest erection, the front of my lungi tented.
Geeta slowly turned around soaping herself. Her lovely curvaceous arse coming into full view.
Well since your her make yourself useful. Soap my back.
Was I dreaming, she was asking me to come closer!
I thought she would of screamed at me to get out. With a huge knot in my stomach i slowly approached her.
Here she said handing me the soap.
I gently used the soap on her back.
No not like that she said use your hands.
So I lathered up my hands the knot now passing to my throat as i gently lathered her back with my hands. Her skin was so soft to the touch. My erection was straining against my lungi.
Come closer she said and take of your lungi and top otherwise they will get wet. I was about to step into the indian bath with her with my underpants on when without looking and still lathering her breasts she said i should also take off my underwear too.
I quickly pulled them off and got into the bath with her. Without turning round she asked my to soap her breasts, she began rubbing her pussy whilst my cock was now rubbing against her fleshy arse. My hands hungrily found her breasts and I began to soap them very slowly. I had found that her nipples had become hard with excitement. She eventually turned around pressing her naked body against mine. My cock was still hard as a rock.
Promise me Rakesh what we are doing you will never tell anybody.
I promise Geeta. i said. What are we doing i said a bit confused.
What husband and wife do on there suhaag raat.(wedding night).
Are we husband and wife ? i said teasingly.
Just for now yes she moaned quietly.
She raised my head and kissed me gently but passionately with her rosy lips. My first kiss which I remember to this day.
Look she said after a while of kissing our bodies rubbing together in heated passion. She slowly parted her pussy lips revealing her pink moistness within in and gently guided my cock into her vagina. Slowly she said your my first. I didn’t understand what she meant at the time. But i didn’t mind because fireworks where exploding in my mind. She had bitten her bottom lip tight. Moaning lightly as she raised one of her legs and hooked her heel round the other side of my arse. Ahh! she said. I stopped thrusting into her and looked deep into her eyes. They were watering.
Are you alright Geeta !
Yes, my love, she said sweetly, it hurts a bit, but im sure it will be okay after a while. Don’t stop.
We continued to thrust our hips in tandem. My hands now squeezing her breasts our kisses becoming sweeter. She began to moan louder telling me not to stop it was feeling so good. I too was beginning to climax. She was now bleeding but we didn’t care.
I started calling her Mausi. Oh my mausi, i love you mausi, oh Geeta mausi my wife. With that i came heavily she grabbed me tight, kissing me passionately her hands grabbing my arse thrusting her hips deep into my groin. My hands had also grabbed her soft arse pushing them deep into my hips.
We carried on kissing and it didn’t take me long to get hard again we did it again another three times before we both washed each other and I went back to my khat and carried on doing my homework.
Before I left the kitchen she kissed me deeply. I love you Rakesh she said and kissed me again. I love you to mausi i smiled she grinned back, go on get out she said jokingly.
Our parents never did find out what happened between us. Unfortunately we never did get another opportunity to be alone again she got married shortly after. On her wedding she cried so much as she was leaving she looked so beautiful in her red sari her blood red lipsticked lips looked so kissable. She kissed me passionately full on the lips in front of everybody making me hard then and there. It was one of those things that people were so shocked that they didn’t actually believe what they saw. I think they all thought they imagined it. I know I didn’t. Her massacara was running badly and she whispered in my ears as she embraced me tightly I love you. She then pushed me away turning to leave her eyes streaming with tears as I saw her looking at me from the car that whisked her away from my life.