Something Taboo

It was a cold night, and I was shivering in my bed. I couldn’t sleep as I was too excited for tomorrow when my uncle, aunt, and their daughter would be coming to our place. We used to live in a joint family in one big house, but my uncle had to move to Kolkata on account of his work with his family.

My cousin Arnika was 18+ at that time. I still remember how when we were kids, we would kiss each other. It wasn’t one of those hot or raunchy things because we didn’t really know what we were doing. We just did it because we saw it in English movies. During those days, I felt a little weird because I didn’t understand what was so good about doing it. It was so long ago, and we seldom met after my uncle relocated.

We would try to steal a kiss whenever we got a chance, more because we wanted to continue our secret tradition and less because we felt anything about it for each other. It had been a while since we met and all this happened so long ago that now it was just a faint memory.

But today, lying awake in my bed I didn’t know why those memories had come flooding back. It wasn’t like I was in love or anything! Or was it? My right hand instinctively reached inside my underwear and took hold of my shriveled-from-cold dick.

From my left hand, I reached out and picked up my phone, unlocked it, and opened the photos of my cousin. She was very petite and had a pretty face. She was just the right amount of curvy. As I recalled all those memories of us lip-locking while watching her photos, my dick started to grow in my hand as I slowly and gently stroked it.

I was imagining it was my cousin’s hand that was on my dick, while my tongue was exploring her mouth. Then I moved my hand a little faster while my eyes were glued to that petite figure and juicy boobs of my cousin in her photo. I was now moving it faster, my foreskin was sliding rapidly from the tip of my penis to the base of the head.

I could feel the buildup while imagining my dick sliding within the wet walls of my cousin’s tight pussy. My fingers were parting her pussy lips. Then I released a good amount of sperm within the sheet and in a few minutes, I drifted off to sleep.

The next day my uncle arrived in the morning with my aunt and my cousin. I was feeling a little guilty about last night for thinking about my cousin in that way. Anyway, I picked up their luggage and welcomed them inside while avoiding looking at my cousin. I just said a simple and cold “hello” to my cousin and she nodded.

After talking about how their journey was and laughing reminiscing, it was time for breakfast. We had some hot samosas and jalebi with curd for breakfast and we decided to go out shopping later in the day. The topic moved on to my studies in 3rd year of engineering and my future career prospects and all the thoughts about previous nights vanished from my mind. My cousin would be giving JEE at the end of this year.

“Bhaiya, when does the placement start in your college?”, she asked with a smile.

“It will be starting pretty soon. There are a few companies that pick students for internships in their 3rd year. If their work is satisfactory and they show a good affinity for learning, then the same companies pick them in their final year and offer them the suitable package.”

“So how much package is offered on average?”

I could see she was really curious about what was awaiting her in the later years in terms of her career after she would enter college. Honestly, I too had been wondering about placements lately.

“Well, I am not in some IIT or NIT, but in a normal private college. So I wouldn’t expect anything more than 3-4 LPA at the start. But the average package goes to about 7 LPA and above.”

“Oh, don’t worry, I think you will surely get a good package. It is perfectly all right for us average students.” She winked at me and I laughed at her attempt at humor. I knew her parents must be pressuring her to get into IITs or NITs and she must be quite nervous for the entrance exams.

In the late afternoon, all of us went to the market which had a combination of showrooms, mini-malls, and normal shops and restaurants. After shopping and buying a few things, we decided to go to the nearby multiplex and watch a movie together for a perfect evening. It was a little crowded on the street and Arnika didn’t know where the multiplex was. So, without thinking anything, I took hold of her hand and we followed my parents and uncle and aunt.

It wasn’t until halfway to the multiplex that I became aware that I was holding my cousin’s hand and the thoughts of my previous night came flooding back in my mind. Oh! The things I wanted her hands to do last night!

We were near the multiplex and it wasn’t nearly as crowded. With the previous night’s guilt, I let go of my cousin’s hand. It wasn’t until a few steps ahead that my cousin was beside me holding my hand. I looked at her. She was looking toward the poster of the movie and smiling. Still feeling guilty, I brushed the thoughts of her having any similar thoughts aside. It most probably was innocent, I was after all her cousin brother.

We bought the tickets and waited outside the entry door with other people for the gates to open. I was standing back leaning on the wall, Arnika was standing beside me and everyone else was seated on a sofa kept there. I didn’t want those thoughts to resurface in my mind and create a misunderstanding. It was a tussle between my desire and lust and morality.

Without any intention, my hand brushed Arnika’s hand while I was involuntarily trying to get my hand in my pocket to take out my phone. I realized it a second later.

After a few seconds, I felt her hand brushing mine. Surprised, I glanced down and realized it was intentional. She just looked ahead and smiled. The gate opened and we went into the hall grabbing the 3D glasses being handed out in the lobby.

Our seats were at the back, and naturally, I was sitting beside my cousin, given the fact that we had been walking together from the market. We took a seat as some advertisements were playing out on the screen.

These were good seats where you can just remove the armrest. We had a bucket of popcorn delivered to us on our seats so that was the first thing we did. The bucket was resting partially on my left leg and her right. Then the movie began.

We were enjoying the movie. It wasn’t long before the popcorn was finished and our hands had brushed many times. Still neither she nor I made any attempt to throw away the bucket. And it was then I dared to make a move.

I slipped my hand in the gap between us, between my left and her right leg, under the bucket. I lightly touched her leg. She realized this as I saw her give a very quick glance downward. Then my cousin slipped her hand beneath the bucket. We held each other’s hand and our fingers intertwined. We knew it was wrong and we didn’t care.

After a few minutes of holding hands together, they were sweaty and I released my grip. Understanding that, she released hers too. Then I moved my hand and caressed her leg beneath the bucket. She moved her leg a little closer to mine so I had better access.

I kept caressing her leg. She was wearing a skirt that reached down to her knees. It was to my advantage that we were sitting in a chair that gave me access to reach under and cover my hand with her skirt. I was caressing her bare thighs.

Her thighs were smooth and silky to the touch of my rough hands. Slowly, I moved my hand to her inner thighs under her skirt. I could feel the heat her pussy was emanating. I was getting excited.

Suddenly, she turned left and asked her mother who was sitting beside her intent on watching the movie, for a shawl. She said she was feeling a little cold. Then she got the shawl and draped it around herself in such a way that some of it covered me as well. I understood her plan.

For a few seconds, I caressed her inner thighs. My hand felt the warmth that it was going to experience. Slowly, I moved my hand towards her pussy. The warmth was increasing.

Suddenly, I felt her hand in the way. I didn’t understand! Did she not want it? Am I being too forward?

I was already getting aroused. I had started to rub my dick with my right hand and it was getting hard under the shawl-covered pants like it had never been. Then I waited for a few seconds and felt her fingers on my hand.

I moved my hand toward her pussy. She had moved aside her panties with her fingers! She was holding the elastic so I had free access to feel her. Then I started to rub her pussy lips gently with my index finger. She was already wet. I could feel the warmth and the wetness inside. I was going mad! Only if it hadn’t been in the movie hall.

I felt her other hand reaching my pants and fumbling with my zipper. Then I unzipped it for her and her hand dived into my pants and fondled my dick over my underwear. She was groping and I realized she was searching for the flap. She didn’t need any help from me. Then she reached within the flap, held my dick, and freed it out of my underwear through the flap.

My cousin was slowly stroking it. I wanted to cum. I wanted to release my load right then and there in her hands. It took a lot of self-control to prevent that. Meanwhile, I was using two of my fingers to probe her pussy’s outer walls. I could feel her breath getting heavier, her boobs heaving up and down.

Then I inserted my index finger inside her. It was tight, wet, and hot. She fidgeted a little bit as I did it. She wasn’t a virgin but still, her pussy was tight, just the right amount. I started to move my finger deeper within her pussy. Her eyes were closed and her hand was tight over my dick. Her other hand held her panties open with even greater force.

I had increased my speed and I was moving my finger in and out of her pussy, taking wetness on my finger one stroke at a time. I kept increasing my speed and she came all over my hand. Meanwhile, she had started stroking my cock and was now stroking it faster.

I was going to cum! I looked at her with half-closed eyes, and she understood. She moved her head towards the head and kept stroking. I came right in her cupped hand. She didn’t let any of it get on the shawl! She took out her hand and wiped some of it on her skirt. Then she looked at me with even more lust holding up her hand and bringing it towards her mouth as if she was going to cough.

But just so I could see, she opened her lips just a little bit and allowed the tip of her tongue to lick her hand. I could have cum a second time. Then I zipped back my pants and we watched the rest of the movie together, holding hands under the shawl. The empty popcorn bucket lay discarded at our feet.

We would soon be home and there would soon be night. The story will continue.