Sonakshi – Cousin Sister Of My Bhabhi

It was a Saturday afternoon and I was lazing around the pool side which was attached to my room when I suddenly saw a girl in her 20’s with a hot body of 34-26-34 splash herself in the pool with a dive. In her pristine black swimming costume she looked no less than a diva. Long hair, tall, slim with a toned figure one could make out that she could be a professional swimmer which was later confirmed as I got to know her.

I was looking at her and sipping my lemonade as she has instigated a sense of flurry in my lazy mind which till sometime just wanted to rest but now wants a great body like hers to feast on and sublime the heat in me. What in the whole process I did not see was my bhabhi looking at me from her room which was pool facing and she was smiling. As I sipped another portion of my lemonade I saw her looking at me and smiling. I was too embarrassed and felt shy like a small kid. I left from there in 2 minutes and later bumped into my bhabhi during lunch.

Bhabi – what happened devarji ,who was that girl you were staring at as if you will eat her

Me – nah bhabi nothing. Just a good looking girl

Bhabi – ok tell me do you like the girl

Me- yes but I don’t know who she is and what’s her name

Bhabi – you leave that to me ..I know the way you were looking at the girl.

Me – c’mon bhabi now pls don’t pull my leg

Bhabi – sonakshi…

She called out loud from the buffet area to someone across the table. My heart fluttered and jumped a beat as I turned around to see who, she was calling.

Wow turns out to be the same girl and as I was introduced my bhabi pulled my cheeks and said “lo devar ji she is sonakshi and she is my cousin sister whom I called for the evening function. Ab khush”…saying this she left both of us to talk to each other. The way she introduced me to sonakshi I could not say anything beyond the basic pleasantries.

She was smiling and yet feeling shy to having been left to share time with me alone. I came to know that she is doing her mba and intends to get married soon in a couple of years.

As we conversed further, I realized we had a lot in common and in few minutes we were getting too personal and comfortable. Howsoever the conversation took an ending with me dropping her to her room which was just 4 rooms away from my room. We parted to meet at 7pm for the evening function of one of family members ,who had put us all in a resort to enjoy the 3 day events exclusively.

7:10 – we both as decided met outside my room and as she rang the bell I rushed out to meet her ..God she looked stunning…she was wearing a hot red golden lengha with a tight body fitting top. I was amazed and said you look beautiful. She smiled and politely returned back the compliment by saying your looking very handsome in your black band gala.

8pm- we both were in the party at different corners of the banquet but stole eyes to see each other and to both our embarrassment we both looked at each other, as if hungry for each other. After 2 -3 glances that we slyly tried looking out for each other we both became more fearless and sought out for each other as the dance floor was packed with the latest tracks. I went up to her and said “u just want to see me or want to touch me too” she was surprised at my question and smiled with a question as she indicated by action.

“Let me see how you feel when I touch you” and we both giggled at her remark.

845 – we both were dancing to our hearts with all the moves we had in our pocket to impress each other. She was apparently a ballet dancer so her moves were crisp tight and caught hold my body at different intervals in different poses, what remained same was at all times her genitalia and my penis were touching each other hard, which gave me a major hard on. By now she were 2 vodka shots down and every time she would brush her lovely perky breasts to my chest and press it hard against my body.