Hello, XIS readers! I’m here with a hot story that will excite you for sure. This is a story of the time when I was 19 years old. It involves my cousin sister, Mihika (name changed). She’s the heroine of this story. She was 22 years old. She had graduated from college about a year ago.
She was engaged some months ago to a software engineer, Aman from another town. They got matched in an arranged marriage setting. She looks quite similar to the Bollywood actress Tripti Dimri. Her figure is also almost the same as Tripti Dimri, except for Mihika has a bigger ass.
She had been very good at her studies. I have always seen the studious, sanskaari (obedient) side of Mihika. She used to talk very less to boys in her class and colony and had a very small friend circle. She would mostly remain immersed in her studies.
I have been visiting my Mama’s (maternal uncle’s house) annually during summer vacations for many years now. I have been very close to my cousin Mihika. Just like other cousins, we used to play together when we were kids and were great friends.
As years passed by, we both grew up and got more engaged in our studies. Though I visited her atleast once a year, that openness had slowly diminished.
This was all about the intro. Now, let us get into the story. So, like every year that year, too, I had gone to my Mama’s house to stay over. During one of the instances, we played ‘Truth & dare.’ That led to both of us opening up and discussing things like crushes, dating, etc.
I got to explore this side of Mihika for the first time. The shyness between us reduced. We got closer to each other. I would tease her with her fiance’s name. In return, she would tease me using the names of my crush and my female classmates. She had gotten to know them through the game of ‘Truth & dare.’
Throughout my stay at their place, she was sharing her room with me. We slept on the same bed. She’d even hug me sometimes while sleeping, but in a sisterly way.
So one day, my aunty, that is, her mom, sent me to the market to get some things. When I came back, I was tired. So I decided to put on the AC and take some rest in our room. I headed towards the room and saw that the door was open. I entered and saw Mihika Di’s laptop on the bed.
I thought of keeping it on her desk so that I could lie on the bed. Out of curiosity, I just opened it. Di told me a lot about her work, and I just wanted to see how she works. There was some site related to Di’s company which was there and I noticed that another window is also active.
When I checked to see it, I was astonished. It was a porn site. Now, 22-year-old watching porn is nothing surprising. But in the case of a girl like Mihika Di, it was. I have always witnessed the nerdy, studious, sanskaari side of her. I had never expected that she would watch any explicit content.
I closed the laptop, kept it on the desk and I lay down on the bed. Minutes later, Mihika Di enters.
Di: Arre tu aa gaya market jaake? (Oh, so you’re back from the market?)
Me: Haa, didi. (Yes, didi) Waise apka laptop maine desk pe rakha hai mujhe letna tha na isliye (By the way, I have kept your laptop on the desk as I wanted to lie down and rest)
Di: Ha ha koi nahi. (Yeah no problem.)
Me: Tu kaha gayi thi waise? (Where did you go, BTW?)
Di: Radha (maid) balcony pe kapde sukha rahi thi toh usse thodi madad chahiye thi chadar failane mein. (Radha, the maid, needed some help to spread a bedsheet for drying, so she called me.)
She resumed her work without thinking that I may have discovered her secret. I decided not to take up the issue with her for the time being. I fell asleep. Her mom called me for dinner. Mihika woke me up. We went down, had dinner and came back to our room.
Before sleeping, we were randomly gossiping about things. That was the moment when I thought I should bring it up with her as she had gotten friendly with me by now. I said, “Didi, ek baat puchhu?” (Sister, can I ask you something?)
She: Haa, kya hua, kya baat hai? (Yeah, what is it?) [giving a strange look]
Me: Nahi actually maine aap ke laptop pe kuchh dekh liya tha. (Na, actually, I had seen something.)
She: [while scrolling through her phone] Kya? (What?)
She was more attentive towards what was there on her phone, so she didn’t give much thought to what I said.
Me Woh… P-O-R-N.
And it was a death stare towards me.
She: Kya bol raha hai, budbak? (what shit are you speaking?) [in an angry tone]
Me: Didi, ab bas karo. Mujhe pata chal gaya hai ki aap bhi dekhte ho. (Enough of your drama, sis. I have got to know that you watch porn)
This sort of argument went on where she denied watching porn. But ultimately, she became shy as the discussion culminated. She agreed that she does watch porn.
Mihika Di: Haa chal dekhti hu. Tu nahi dekhta kya, bhosdike? (Yeah I watch. Don’t you watch? Son of a bitch.)
That swear was out of frustration. She realised she didn’t have to say that.
She: I mean thik hai, age hai. Iss age mein ye sab normal hai. I’m sure tu bhi dekhta hoga. (I mean, it is okay. At this age, it’s normal. I’m sure you watch too.)
Me: Haa dekhta toh main bhi hu. (Yes, I also watch.)
She: Toh itna bada issue kyu bana raha tha? (Then why are you making it an issue?)
Me: Toh batao favourite category kaunsi hai? (What’s your favourite category?)
She: BBC, rough. And lesbian bhi dekh leti hu kabhi kabhi.. And yeah solo masturbation videos finger karne ke liye. Tera? (BBC, rough. And I do watch Lesbian sometimes. And yeah, solo masturbation videos to finger me. And yours?)
Me: Mera as such koi favourite nahi hai. Anything that does my job. (There’s no favourite as such.)
She: Waise kabhi kisi nangi ladki ko dekha hai other than porn? (By the way, have you ever seen a girl naked except in porn?)
Me: Nahi. Tune ladke ko? (No. Have you seen a boy?)
She: Nah.
Me: Dekhna chahegi? (Would you like to see it?)
She: Chal hatt (Get lost) [trying to show as if she didn’t care]
Me: Waise ek deal hai. I mean dekh hum dono bade ho gaye hai. Mana ki hum cousins hai. Lekin usse pehle ladka-ladki hai aur achhe dost hai. So, what I say is, if you don’t mind, why don’t we open ourselves up in front of each other?
(There’s a deal we can strike. I mean, see, both of us are adults. I know we are cousins. But I think before that we are a boy and a girl and good friends too.)
She: Chhii. Nahi yaar (Ah no man) [while giving it a thought]
Me: Soch lo didi. Ye baat humare hi beech rahegi. (Rethink, sis. It’ll remain a secret.)
She: Ok thik hai, par pehle tu utarega. (Hmm, okay, but you’ll strip first)
I agree, and I take off my T-shirt and my shorts in a jiffy. Then, slowly, I take off my underwear while teasing her. And there it is, she gets a chance to see my cock in its full length and girth.
Mihika Di: Wah yaar. Tera toh lamba bhi hai aur mota bhi. Itna toh maine nahi socha tha (I must say it’s long and thick. I hadn’t expected it to be this way.)
Me: Chal dekh liya? Ab teri baari. (Seen? So now its your turn.)
She starts to take off her clothes slowly. First, she raises her hands to take off her nighty. Then she teased me for a while by being in lingerie, which was cherry pink in colour. Her figure was awesome. Any man would die for it. She turns, facing her back to me.
She takes her hands behind her back, unhooks her bra, and throws it on the floor. She turns back to face me but with her boobs covered with hands. And soon, she reveals those cute little boobies. After several momentary pauses taken to tease me, she stretches the elastic of her panties.
She lowers it to her feet and then throws it onto me. One sniff of those, and I was intoxicated. She was shy to expose her pussy, and had it covered with her hands. However, upon insistence, she finally shows it. That was a clean-shaven white pussy that would tempt any man to pounce on it and lick it.
It was a new experience for both of us. Some shyness, some curiosity, a lot of horniness with a little bit of guilt. We kept inspecting each others’ bodies until she kneeled and let her pointy tongue out, and started licking the tip of my dick. I shivered with the surreal feeling of my cousin’s tongue touching my dick.
Slowly she started taking in more and more of my dick inside her mouth. She had made it wet with her saliva. In between, my kinky cousin would let out bubbles of spit onto my dick. She would take it in swiftly and then release it out smoothly. With every passing minute, the pace kept on increasing.
Our co-ordination remained intact. She would take it in the moment I would push. She would take it out the moment I pulled. This went on until I knew I was close to cumming, and I started groaning. I intimidated her, “Didi mera nikalne wala hai.” (Sis, I’m almost done).
She immediately took it out of her mouth and started stroking my dick with her hand faster than before. And there I was, letting out spurts of cum out of my cock onto her face as well as her messy hair. Her face and hair were now dirty with my sticky cum. She giggled and ran to the washroom to wash her face.
I lay there on the bed still after what I suppose was my best orgasm so far. After some time, she comes and lays beside me. We start smooching like lovers. She breaks the kiss and says, “Ab teri bari hai. Mera ehsaan chuka.” (Now it’s your turn. Return my favour.)
I get up and move towards her pussy. I start by placing my tongue on her pussy. Shivers ran down her spine as my cold tongue came in contact with her hot pussy. I started moving my tongue around as if I was mopping her pussy with my tongue. I tried entering into the crevice of her pussy.
It was already wet, making it more wet with my tongue. For a second, I paused and took my fingers near my mouth. I spat on them and tried entering her and entered three fingers after two or three tries. She revealed that fingering while watching porn was something she would regularly do when horny.
So now it was my fingers versus my tongue racing against time to give her an orgasm she’d always remember. I started moving my three fingers in and out of her pussy hole while touching her clitoris. And my tongue was working on the outer surface. She rested her feet on my shoulders.
This process went on for a while. As she progressed towards orgasm, she started moaning, “Oh yeah, yes, aur tez. Achha lag raha, aur tez. Yes, bro, I’m cumming.” (Oh yeah. It feels so good.) And there you go, her body tightened, pussy contracted and released some warm fluids on my fingers.
She said, “Oh, I’m done!” She was tired and sweating. She was almost asleep with her eyes half closed. I eagerly asked her, “Didi, should we take it to the next level?”
She: Yes, but not now. Phir kabhi. Abhi main thak chuki hu aur apne pass condoms bhi nahi hai, so it’s not safe. (Some other time. I’m tired of now, and we don’t even have condoms, so it’s not safe.)
I obeyed, and we both slept.
The next day, Mihika Di went to the office. By the time I woke up, she had left. So I texted her to get a condom without fail. After she came back home, she entered into her room. I was playing a game on my mobile there.
She said, “Dekh main kya layi hoon.” (See what I have brought.) and opened her purse. She took out a packet of condoms. My face glowed with excitement, thinking of intercourse with my cousin.
I asked, “Didi, aapne pehle kabhi kiya hai?” (Have you done it before?)
She: Nahi toh. Virgin hu. Bas ungli karke kaam chalati aayi hu (Nope. I’m a virgin. Only fingered myself so far.)
Me: Achha toh aapka bhi meri tarah hi hai (Oh, so yours is also much like mine.)
She: Haa, aaj raat ko karte hai experiment (Yes. So tonight, let us experiment.)
We both waited for the time to go to bed. Few hours were left until we both would lose our virginity. Dinner was done. We came back to our room. We both lay on the bed like a newly married couple with the conviction to try out things but inexperienced.
We discussed the fine details of how it would go about. She said she was uncomfortable with me calling her didi during sex. So, Mihika’s face and figure resembled that of Tripti Dimri. I told her that throughout the sex, I would address her as Tripti. She agreed.
Also, she said she’d call me tonight not by my name but by her fiance’s name, Aman. I was okay with it. So we both undressed. I took out the condom from the packet, peeled it, and somehow tried to put it onto my tool. I was able to do it with her help.
She spread her pussy, spat onto her fingers and applied it to her pussy and started fingering at a slow pace. I asked her if she was ready to bear the pain. She said she was nervous but assured me that she regularly fingered her pussy. She occasionally tried inserting objects like pens, sketch pens, carrots, etc.
So it wouldn’t be a big problem. I came nearer and placed my dick onto the entrance of her pussy. Initially, I tried to insert it slowly. Twice, it couldn’t go in. The third time, it went but only partly. So I took it out completely and, this time, thrust it with a little more force.
It hurt her, and she was almost in tears. She wanted to shout, but since her parents were still awake, she somehow shut her mouth and controlled herself. To avoid any risk, I stuffed her panty inside her mouth. As her pain diminished, I enhanced my pace and started moving to and fro at a very fast rate.
We were fucking in missionary. As she got comfortable, she removed the panty I had stuffed in her mouth and started saying, “Oh fuck, fuck, behenchod aur zor se,” (You sisterfucker. Bang me harder.)
Me: Yes Tripti aaj toh dekh tujhe kaise bajata hu. (Yea Tripti see how I bang you tonight.)
She: Yes, Aman fuck me. Fuck me harder.
Me: Aaj toh tujhe aise chodunga Tripti ki Bollywood mein kahi muh dikhane layak nahi rahegi. (Today, I’ll fuck you so bad, Tripti, that you’ll have to save your face from the people of Bollywood.)
She: Aaj apni biwi ko jee bhar ke chodo jaan. Raat bhar chodo. (Today fuck your wife as much as you wish. Fuck me all night.)
Me: Bata kitno se chudi hai aaj tak roles ke liye? (Tell me, how many guys have fucked yourself from for getting cast in movies?)
She: Meri chut ka bhosda banado aaj toh. (Destroy my pussy today.)
Me: Bada shauk hai na logo ko apna nanga badan dikhane ka. Ranveer ki randi saali. (You like to show yourself naked on the screen, right? Ranveer’s slut?)
She: Yes Aman mujhe apni raand bana do. (Yes, Aman, make me your slut)
She had multiple orgasms throughout. I realised I was near to cumming. I increased my pace and started banging her with full intensity. I said, “Yes, Tripti mera honewala hai jaldi.” (Yes, Tripti, I’m going to cum very soon). I knew I was almost there.
I let out a groan releasing all my cum into the condom. I took my cock out of her pussy. I removed the condom through it onto the floor and lay myself beside Mihika Di. We both were panting, gasping for breath after such an intense session. And sweating a lot.
We kissed, thanking each other for the orgasms that we had. I started playing with her nipples, pinching them lightly. She was tired, lying there lifeless with her arms raised above her head. I saw her smooth and shaved armpits glistening with sweat and started licking them as if they were an ice-cream.
We both hugged each other and slept naked under a single blanket as if it were our first night after marriage.