Taboo Episode -1
Hello, Indian sex story readers, So there might be many places in the entire human race where taboo is seldom brought up. Like widow marriage and Jains and Brahmins eating non-veg. And there could be many more examples. But whenever I thought about taboo. It turns out that the devil inside me thinks of something else every time and then lust craves me more than my intellectual thinking. But this is not who I used to be, I was simply “Good boy” according to the society. Things change as change is the real face of nature. At a very young age, I encountered with the real definition and faces of taboo. The face that everyone secretly dreams about but never talks. And those who want to talk about it are oppressed by the actual reality that lies around them. So no one actually talks about their actual deepest darkest desires and buries it down. But sometimes when things are right and fate is with you. Things just go off very well that unwantedly it happens. Just like that, as if you don’t have any control over your desires and you want to make the evilest fantasy of yours to come true like there is no tomorrow to come. As if there will be no sunshine after this night. I had things planned for me too. That what my 1st sex will be like, most of the teenagers do it. But by the time I was exposed to these things I was in a complete boys’ school by then. Losing all of my hope that I could not do it like in most of the erotic fictions where the boy loses his virginity in his early teens. I remained sad most of the time. Unluckily most of the teacher in my school were also male. It was not a typical Catholic school somewhat people thought it to be. Though there were female faculties they were over 45 and did not attract most of my attention. As I was a bit far away from attractive females’ company. I went home regularly during my holidays. I had a secret stash of erotica hidden in my aunt’s home. As I don’t have my parents. They died in a car accident when I was very young. I used to secretly read them hiding out from an aunt and other in the house. I came across many erotic characters like mastram, Savita bhabhi, mallu aunties, Velma and all. It was my summer vacation when I had some cousins coming to home from Shimla. It was really a life-changing vacation for me. I met Akasha first at the airport, by that time I was 18. Not physically build, lean cute, specs wearing somewhat a nerdy look I had. I saw her and immediately fell in love with her, her jet black long hair down to her knees, she was 20 by the studying in 1st standard and she had stolen my heart at the very first glimpse. I was awestruck by her beauty probably because of the fact that I haven’t seen many young ladies by that time. But somewhat she felt so perfect. Slim waist hair ending just above her hips. Pink glossy lip balm. I just wanted to taste her lips. But I controlled myself. My aunt is very rich or just by the fact that dad had the enormous property that she is taking care of until I’m capable of handling it! She might seem a very nice and gentle lady, but I have seen her true naked behavior. Which you find later. She had her driver sent along the sedan so that I can receive her sister-in-law’s daughter. My city is very hot during summers and just by waiting for around 4 minutes outside baggage counter she was sweating heavily. She came rushing inside the car a closed it back with a huge thud! I thought of as if there was something awful about me. I sat in the front seat. Though I kept a check on her. She had kept her t-shirt’s top 3 buttons open. While driving back home she kept asking me about my school, studies and other things, I came to know that she had been here a couple of times ago too in my absence. While the usual chit chat she let her belt loose and took it out completely. She had curves at the perfect place wherever required, in the perfect amount. She was turning back to reach her purse I could see her black lingerie it was a pleasure watching something like that for the very first time, I was getting restless and wanted to step out of it. I felt somewhere that this is wrong and I should not do it. I was in love with her, I liked her too much and a sense of respect was stopping me from doing it! By the time we reached home I came to know almost everything about her. From her favorite color to fav superhero, almost everything. And I almost had done something horrible, I was in love with someone who was supposed to be my sister. Something that I would have never imagined. Days were getting passed slowly, we were getting to know each other and it was fine like any 90’s love story would have been. And suddenly my aunt chose that she had to visit her friend in Delhi, some urgent work came up. She left the following morning after 3 days were alone with a parrot, maid, cook driver and caretaker. I wanted to be close to her, every moment that I could find. It was the same night when my aunt left. A timid hot summer night of North India is quite humid and sweaty. For comfort, we took our dinner and moved to my room at 1st floor. The bungalow was quite big. The maid was gone cook slept in kitchen and driver and the caretaker had their servant quarters near the outhouse. My room had a/c, only 3 room in the bungalow had it, mine, aunty, and the living room. I don’t remember much but probably we don’t want to create a mess so we moved to my room. It had a king size double bed with desktop by the side table. A dressing was following the table, it had a bathroom attached to my room. The other side of the bed had a door to the balcony which I shared with a room next to mine. We were eating very delicious prawn cooked by Shakib bhaiya, he was a really very great cook. He left us with instruction to lock the balcony and he himself locked other doors and windows. Akansha was looking very sassy that night something that was a wonder lust for me, a girl in her tank top and short.