Soft-core With The Sisters
Hello friends, this is Sam (Samson) here. Short intro, I am 24 now. This is my third story, everything I write has really happened with me and is true. Please read my two stories I wrote before, “Moving In – The Start of My Sexual Life” and “Cousin: My Sex Teacher”. Today I am going to tell the story of the time I had fun with my cousin sisters. So please, with Penis in your hands and fingers in your pussy enjoy the story. This incident transpired at the same period of my vacations after finishing my year 12 (Please read “Cousin: My Sex Teacher” for further understanding of the storyline). After the marriage function at my maternal relative we visited my fraternal relatives, which included my father’s sister (my aunt) family. My aunt has 3 daughters, at that time they were aged 21(Sangeeta), 25(Savita) and 27(Sarita). The reason of our visit there had a hidden agenda, the elders of the family were looking for a suitable groom for Sarita. As usual in every Indian family the sibling group has to stay away when adults talk. Being the youngest in the group and only male I was pampered like anything. Sarita was especially close to me as she used to play with me a lot when I was young. It was decided that all the children would sleep in one room. Sangeeta had her college work to finish and had decided to stay at her friend’s house to finish it, so it was just me, Sarita and Savita. A little about the girls, Sarita- She is the eldest and totally mature with good assets 35-33-34 and a lot of brains and Savita- She has really curvaceous body 36-33-35, nice big boobs and ass but was a bit dull in the brain department, she dropped her studies after 12th. So we three were chatting and teasing each other. Mainly we were bullying Sarita on her talks of wedding. She had a lot of boys coming after her but used to turn all of them down, so I was suggesting that she would be a lesbian and Savita joined in by acting scared of her and running away saying “Please didi (elder sister) don’t molest me” we were laughing all night and drifted to sleep. It was 1 in the morning that I heard sounds, I realized that Sarita was sobbing in the corner looking out of the window. It was a clear night with no Moon, and due to the power cut, the starts were brighter and could almost see the Milky Way. I went up to her and placed my hand on her shoulder, she got shocked a bit as she didn’t realize me coming to her. I asked “What’s the matter, why are you crying?” Sarita – “Nothing dear, nothing for you to worry.” Me – “Oh come on, you are always open to me, why are you hiding your tears from me? If there is something that troubles you at least share it. It lightens up the load. Sarita – “Sammy you are a nice kid, but I don’t think you can help.” Me – “Maybe, but at least I can share your worry”. She then gave me a sweet little smile and said. Sarita – “The time when you said that I was a Lesbian. It pained a bit as I don’t know what I like. The reason I rejected all the boys who came to me was not because I didn’t like them, it was just that I am kind of afraid of them.” Me – “No way, if you are afraid of boys then you should be afraid of me too” Sarita – “You are different, for me you are a kid.” Me – “Then what is your exact problem?” Sarita – “Well I don’t have any experience with boys at all so I am kind of afraid that I would do something wrong and they would hate me for that.” Me – “You are joking right?” (I was laughing then) Sarita – “No, I am serious, what if I kiss wrong or make any mistake during intercourse ….” (She clasped her mouth) Sarita – “I shouldn’t have said that, go to bed you are way too young to talk about it.” Now I was really laughing out loud. Me – “You think I don’t know anything about sex?” She was shocked when I started talking boldly and in much more authoritative and mature manner. Me – “I know each and everything there is to know about it. I know how it is performed and what precautions one has to take to avoid accidents and diseases. Please don’t look at me like I am a really small kid. I am 18. And boys start talking about it from age 14 onwards. At least I knew everything when I was 14.” She was totally surprised and utterly shocked with the information I provided that she was not able to talk for a few moments. At last when she recovered she started thinking and with a serious tone she said Sarita – “Then what do you suggest we do to negate my fears” Me – “Well you need to practice.” She was silent for a moment and then with a decisive voice she said Sarita – “Ok then help me practice.” I was the one who was in shock and said Me – “Say, what now?” Sarita – “Well you said I need to practice to get over my fear of mistakes, and you say you know everything about sex. So help me practice and teach me.” I was literally in shock for a while, then she came near me and held my hands, which jolted me back to reality. Even though she was 9 years elder to me we were almost the same height and I looked straight into her eyes and said Me – “I only know the theory, I am also weak on practical implications, just getting started you know!” Sarita – “No problem, you only said, ‘Practice makes a man perfect’. Then she kissed me on the lips. Oh God it was so soft and smooth. I tried to put my tongue through to which she flinched and asked “What are you doing?” I had to explain that it was known as the French kiss and the tongues get intertwined. We did that for a while and slowly I started massaging her boobs. She let out a soft moan, after a while I took her top off and let out her beautiful perky boobs from the bondage of bra and started sucking it like a small thirsty little child trying to suck the milk out of his mothers’ boobs.