Sexual Peccadilloes With My Cousin
Incest
Submit Report Hi fellow ISS readers, My name is rahulgonzalez, a made up name that I selected for my sleaze profile as a 18 year old kid in Hyderabad.I am now a single 27 year old man and would be bending to societal pressure in a couple of years. I would like to share my sexual incidents, the little that I have had till now. I have been a big fan of this site and have read many stories and saving them as pdf’s for many years. This is my humble contribution which i have been planning to pen down for many years. I love the stories that are transliterated in Tamil, Telugu or Malayalam. The regional words add spice to the over all experience of reading the story. I will use the words that were spoken in the act.This is a cliched love,lust and betrayal story. Without further delay let me get to the story. This is about my first cousin(mora pennu). people down south will understand this relation and it is not considered incest. I belong to a south Indian family and the protagonist of the story is my maternal uncle’s daughter. Her name is Gayatri.Relations between her family and mine were not that great because of some family disputes but despite this as kids we used to enjoy and play a lot. Since she was my morapennu I always had a liking for her and used to treat her differently from the rest of the cousins. I used to try and impress her in many ways. We used to play mother-father (amma-appa vilayattu) and i was always her husband. As 8 year old kids we never knew the significance of lying in the same bed as her. childish acts were stopped when our families had a big falling off and we were separated as kids. The next time I saw her was when I was a teen and it turned out that she was a blooming like an angel. She had come to visit my relatives and it was customary for the family to sleep in the hall. We were talking into the night and soon it turned out that we were caressing and holding hands as the rest of the family slept.I was touching her face and she being a typical shy south Indian girl resisted my advances but that was the moment when I felt slight changes in my body. After another long gap, we started talking to each other when we were in college and had the power of mobile phones.Our chats were normal discussing about college life and other stuff. It was two lonely hearts, away from home bonding in a inexplicable attraction. We never knew that we liked each other. We started seeing each other and planning our trips to meet at our common relatives place. I haven’t described her yet. She had become a very slim and attractive woman. She looked reserved but the eyes had mischief in them. She had a beautiful figure. Petite small breasts (32B) with a curvy broadened hip which looked more pronounced with her slim figure. She was fair for a south Indian girl and always was walked sexily with swaying in her hips. She looked reserved but her sexy face with high cheekbones betrayed her potential to be naughty(which I came to know later) That night which was my sexual experience with a girl started with her narrating a movie story.We were 22 years. Everyone had slept in that big hall. My other cousins and uncle and aunt had slept. I was a very trustable character so no one doubted us. They thought we were still kids. We were lying down in the form of a T. her face near my chest. I was caressing her hands and she didn’t resist. I slowly crept my hands to her face and slightly touching her cheeks and forehead. Playing with her hair and pinching her cheeks. She didn’t like it and pinched may hand. I didn’t have the courage to proceed and removed my hands. No words were being exchanged. It was completely dark. Then i felt her hand grab mine and take it back to her face. This was a complete surprise. I realized then that the pinching was her expression of mischief(kurumbu). She liked my touches. But we were dead afraid of any disturbance from the sleeping people around me. This went on for an hour and by this time I had developed a raging hard on. I started exploring her neck and tried to grab her breasts.She again resisted and started hurting my hand.I was petrified again. But then she held my hand and placed it on her breasts. this gave me much courage. I was now holding breasts for the first time in my life. They were not big but were filling my hand. I cupped them and felt her erect nipple. She was constantly hurting my hand unable to control her passion. She told me the next day how she wasn’t unable to control feelings that she feeling for the first time. Her biting was her response to control herself. we couldn’t go beyond that the first day. I had to go to the bathroom to masturbate. I spilled a huge load that day. The next day I wanted to go further and was planning a way to sleep in the adjacent bedroom so that we can have some alone time. I was planning to ask her to come silently after everyone sleeps. Both our hearts were riddled with guilt and the feeling of having done something forbidden. The mind was heavy but the magical feelings of the previous day overpowered these thoughts. I managed to sleep in bedroom but I guess she didn’t want to come or was afraid. I went silently and lay beside her in the hall. I called her to come to the other room (antha room ku va nu koopten). She asked me to go away and not to disturb her angrily(Ne poidu da thollla panathe) I was disappointed asked her to forgive me(manichiru di). As i was about to go she held my hand and stopped me from leaving. I started to tough her face again. After 15 mins of playing with her face and neck she said you go i will come in a heavy voice(ne po nan varen da). I was waiting for her in the other room. we stared playing in the other room. I started kissing her face now and licking her cheeks. In the cool moonlight i could see her face. She closed her eyes and was enjoying my actions.