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There was this cousin named Rakhee I grew up with back in India. She was about eight years younger to me and we grew up almost like real brother and sister. She was the daughter of my mom’s brother and she and her family would often stay over with us over the long weekends.
She even referred to me as ‘bhaiya’… which is Hindi for big brother. She went to an all girls' school and I was one of the few boys she knew. When I was about 19 I went off to college and was away for a pretty long time. Almost three years passed before I saw her next when I came home for the summer.
When I saw her for the first time I must admit I felt a bit awkward around her. Partly coz I was 22 and she had grown quite a bit too and partly coz now I felt somewhat turned on by her. Her face was still that same innocent girl’s. She was almost as tall as me now but still very petite and her dress showed only the slightest impression of a pair of very small but perky breasts. I don’t think she had even started wearing a bra yet. She still had those big round brown eyes. She had let her hair grow long all the way down to her waist. It was black and flowing beautifully. I love straight long hair.
It didn’t take long for us to get reacquainted however. In fact it didn’t take her any time at all to start chatting away with me the way we did before I left. We talked about everything from her school to her chores at home.
She loved hearing stories about college life and everything I've been doing since I left. Needless to say I somewhat embellished the stories coz I really liked impressing her. And she WAS impressed.
Since even before I knew what sex was I've been in the habit of playfully flirting with her and teasing her about boys and stuff. I decided to do the same now. I knew she thought of me as an older brother and she would be shocked at the idea that now I was attracted to her. So all I could do was flirt with her the way we used to. If nothing else... at least it would help me fantasize about her and help me get off later.
I started by asking her if she had any boyfriends now... and even asked her about some of the boys she knew before I left. She told me she didn't have any boyfriends. I would keep enquiring and teasing her and she would always shrug it off by shouting, “Bhaiya”, until one day she finally told me... "Well I don't have any boyfriends coz you're my boyfriend.” That kind of took me by surprise. But I knew she was just saying it as part of our playful teasing. But it did give me a lot to think about later that night as I lay in my bed jacking off thinking about her.
Over the course of the next few days I pursued the ‘boyfriend’ joke... and she played along. We would tease each other as boyfriend and girlfriend. She would pretend to be upset if I talked about another girl and I would pretend to be jealous if she showed interest in another guy especially if he was her age.
It got to the point that I was just not sure how much of her was pretending. I was by now totally taken with her but just didn’t know if she felt the same way. There were times when her ‘pretence’ seemed all too real.
There was only about two weeks left before I had to go back to college and almost everyday she would ask me when I was going to be coming back or when I’ll be done with college. This seemed a little more than just idle curiosity or playful flirtation. I just had to know where she stood for real. But if I told her how I felt and she didn’t feel the same way it would be disastrous.
I guess she was a little braver than me coz one day while we were again pretending I tried to tease her a little by saying that I’m going to have to look for another girlfriend when I get back to college. She got really serious and asked me to tell her for real if I really meant that. I asked her why she was getting so worked up and after a bit of pushing and having to swear a dozen oaths promising not to tell on her she finally came clean.
She told me that she really more than any boy she had ever met. And she wanted to be my girlfriend. I could have done handsprings just then. Without thinking I told her how much I loved her and that I felt the same way. We hugged and she excitedly told me how glad she was that I wasn’t mad.
Over the next few days we could be around each other enough. Even when we were around our parents we would secretly exchange knowing smiles and glances, becoming more and bolder. When no one was around we would hug and caress each other. Touching and even kissing.
As my summer was coming to an end we had less and less time alone together coz everyone wanted to spend time with me. Just three days before the end of summer our parents went shopping. I got out of it by saying I had to go meet some friends. Rakhee stayed home on the pretext of doing some homework to get ready for the start of school. My parents and I left early in the morning and got home when I knew the folks would be leaving. When I got home the house was empty except for Rakhee. We locked the doors and went upto my room.
Once there we embraced and kissed as I ran my hands down her back, to her little butt. I pulled her into me and our bodies clung to one another. She was wearing her long pink nightie that flowed from the little straps on her shoulders down to just below her knees. Her hair was open and her little breasts just poked from under the silky Disney nightie. It had a little picture of tinkerbell on her tummy.
I slowly lifted it up with one hand as I caressed her back and her hair with the other. I raised it upto her waist and felt under it for her panties. She guessed what I wanted and moved back and allowed me to lift the nightie all the way up over her head and take it off. She stood there for a few seconds, hand in hand nervously twisting her fingers as I admired her beautiful form. She was small white panties and a little white bra.
To make her feel more at easy I took off my shirt. She moved closer and helped me with my trousers. Till we both stood in our underwear. She hugged me telling me how much she loved me and I could feel her slowly unconsciously pushing against the bulge in my shorts. I caressed the smooth texture of her skin as I rubbed her back. Then I took her to the bed and we both lay down. I undid her bra and kissed and licked her beautiful little breasts, sucking on her nipples. Though small they were aroused and firm like little brown pencil erasers. She closed her eyes and breathed deeply. I then continued playing with her nipples with my fingers as I slowly licked my way down her tummy. Teasing and tickling her bellybutton along the way, moving lower. I pulled her panties down her thighs with my teeth. As I pulled them down my nose rubbed along her slit. It wasn’t intentional but it sent shivers up her body and she moaned.
Her smooth pussy had some fine tiny hair and I could already see them soaked in her moist juices. I slowly licked her pussy as I took her panties off completely with my hands. I gently sucked on her pussy lips running my tongue up and down her slit. I sucked on her erect clit while Rakhee moaned and crumpled the bed sheet in her clenched fists. The aroma wafting from her sex was incredibly strong and intoxicating. I buried my face in her pussy and continued to lick her pussy and force my tongue into the slit. Her breathing was getting heavier and her slit was dripping juices down my cheeks and then without warning her whole body shuddered as she had her first real orgasm.
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