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She would dress up very well. Her well-shaped ass would swing from one end to the other when she would walk. She had nice juicy lips and exceptionally beautiful deep eyes.
We became so close that we both were in tears when she was about to leave for Bangalore. It’s always good to remember that cousins and their love is forever. The bond between cousins can never be broken. It was something special, sibling love.
Once she left Chennai, we started calling each other regularly. We started to find reasons and excuses to visit Bangalore and Chennai to spend time with each other.
Four years later, fortunately, Maya and her family shifted to Chennai. It was for 2 reasons – one for her higher studies, plus her dad had better business opportunities in Chennai.
By now, Maya had turned into a hot sexy girl. She had a lovely figure. Her boobs had grown considerably from the first time I saw her. Earlier they would hide in her dresses, and now they were popping out from her clothes gloriously.
Slowly as time passed, my relationship with Maya changed. We both had our own friends circle. But then, in some time, it became our common circle. Maya had an excellent sense of humor. She set the house on fire with her one-liner. Her timing would be impeccable and dialogues short and crisp.
Sometimes if she got late, she would stay back at our place. They were always confident when she was in my company. We both were very protective of each other. We enjoyed sleeping in each other’s lap and caress each other’s hairs for hours as we would enjoy chatting.
I knew her inner garments measurements being with her when she would shop them. Buying sanitary pads for her, buying monthly periods postponing tablets to safeguarding each other from our parents. We developed so much trust that there was nothing that we would hide from each other.
I have seen her several times in her bra and panties. She would call me in the trail room to show me every piece of clothing she would buy. We would hug, kiss, and even sleep on the same bed, hugging each other. But we never crossed our limits. It was pure sibling love and affection.
By now, Maya had again changed, her body had undergone massive changes, she had much more beautiful boobs. They stood majestically on her body. Her ass grew even bigger. She had developed good flesh all-around at the right places.
She was a sexy bombshell now. She had curves that would make heads turn.
Maya and Chetan started to go out together to enjoy their courtship. I somehow did not like it. I felt awfully bad when she would not even inform me about her plans for the weekend. My every weekend plan would be with her for the past 10+ years. But now, as things started to change, I didn’t like it.
She would call me now and then only to give me some other work to surprise Chetan. I was feeling ignored. I hated this feeling. But I kept quiet as Chetan became a new world for her.
I sent her a message, “I will miss you badly, Maya. You have been my best friend/sister and my world. It is going to take time to get over this. Love you.”
She replied. “Same here. Where are you not coming to see me off?”
I replied, “Back pain, little fever, relaxing at home.”
She said, “Oh, you did not tell me, take care.”
I replied, “You are so busy. You have very little time for your brother.”
Maya hugged me tightly. She kissed my cheeks, looked into my eyes affectionally as she hugged me again tightly. It was an emotional farewell as she left to start the journey of her life.
I visited Mumbai for official work twice in the next few years. I would visit her whenever time permitted. She used to be happy, but the spark in our relationship was completely missing.
2 years later, I also got engaged, married, and got settled. Maya and Chetan came to the marriage just for one day. I was disappointed as I thought she would be there for me throughout the marriage.
My other cousins were not happy with the way our relationship had turned. During one of the family functions, they insisted that we sit and sort out all our differences. Most of our close circle relatives would say that we were an example of how cousins can be best friends.
We tried to behave that things were fine, but everyone knew that it was not. My wife knew about my bonding with Maya. She also insisted that I speak to Maya and sort out things. She advised me to convey to her whatever I had in my mind.
Finally, we agreed that we would clear the misunderstandings between us. Once the functions for the day were over by evening, we both sat separately in a room close to each other.
We did not speak a word. We were looking here and there or looking at our mobiles. Maya took my mobile from my hand and kept it aside along with her mobile. I looked at Maya very closely.
She asked me, “Vinay, why are you so quiet? We are here for a reason.”
I straight away came to the point, “Why did you not tell me that you had a fight with Chetan because of me?”
She asked me, “What was the use? It was not your mistake, I kissed you, and it was nothing new for us. But it was new for Chetan, and he got offended.”
I asked her, “But we could have discussed it.”
She said, “I did not want my best friend to feel for that fight, and it was a personal fight. I never expected that he would make such a big issue out of it.”
I told her, “You even missed to inform me of the happiest news. I mean your pregnancy also.”
She said, “I can be like this only with you, nobody else, and I have been missing this so badly.”
I said, “But you completely stopped communicating with me, I felt so ignored. It is such a bad feeling.”
I did not speak anything, just looked at her. She held my hand and rested her head on my shoulder. She said in a low voice, “Just think how bad I would have felt to make you feel like this and how bad I am feeling now.”
I wrapped her in my arms and said, “Just an affectionate kiss between cousins has caused so much pain.” She did not say anything as she made herself comfortable in my arms. She wrapped her hands around me as she hugged me tightly.
Maya said, “I have been missing this hug for years now. I love you, Vinay.”
I replied, “I love you, Maya. I am sorry for everything.”
This was quite different, a hugely different feeling as she kissed my head few times. She again lifted my head to look into my eyes. This time she sucked my lips gently for few seconds and again buried my head in the same spot. I did not know what to do. I just hugged her as I got aroused.
I could feel my dick waking up. I could smell her lovely body. I could feel that her body was burning hot after kissing me. She felt my pain as her own. I also wanted to touch her, feel her, reach inside her fractured heart, and pull out all the love she buried inside.
The sudden madness of lust wanted me to kiss every inch of her skin. I wanted to feel her brokenness against mine. Like if we held each other hard enough, something within each of us would finally heal. I started breathing on her cleavage as I pushed my hands on her back to hug her tightly.
Her skin was burning, and her breathing turned heavy as she held me in her grip. I freed myself from her hold. I looked at her and kept my hands on her cheeks. We kissed again, this time a little longer and a little deeper. We gently sucked each other lips very delicately.
I moved my hands along her bra lines, and my fingers moved to her lovely boobs. I kept my hands on them to feel them. We both were breathing heavily. We both had turned extremely hot and aroused. Her deep moans rumbled through the air. Maya sucked my lower lip through her teeth.
Maya said in a low tone, “Vinay, I love you so much, don’t stop.”
I would murder someone to hear that voice whisper dirty things in my ear. She broke from the kiss. For the third time, she pushed me between her neck and boobs. She started to roll her fingers on my back and head. I kissed her cleavage.
That soft sensual licking on her ears triggered her as she wrapped me tightly in her arms. She moved my head back to her neck and pushed me down to her boobs. I squeezed both her boobs a little harder this time.
Suddenly she had a wild thrill such as she had never known; joy, fear, madness, excitement, surrender to arms that were too strong, lips too bruising. The fate that moved too fast between us, destroying all our morals and conscience.
She moaned, “Ah, Vinay.”
I again said, “Sorry Maya, already you had a fight with Chetan for this.”
She said, “There is a difference between what I did that day and what we did today. I do not regret that or this. It’s fine. I am happy this happened between us today.”
To be continued.