My Dream girl Renuka – Part 1

Hello, dear readers. Thank you for your response or feedback on my previous story, ‘A Hot Encounter with My Friend’s Mom, Veena.’ Now, I’m writing my another experience with my elder cousin Renuka. But guys, please don’t ask pics or anything for validation or any reason. Please respect the privacy.

Today, I’m going to share with you one of the best experiences of my life. It eventually led to making her mine forever and impregnating her. She is 7 years older than me.

Three years back, one day, my parents were supposed to go to an opening ceremony in another city. So they left me under the care of my elder cousin Renuka and her husband.

This moment took place just two days after they celebrated their first wedding anniversary. After their anniversary, her husband went to another city for a meeting. He asked me to look after Renuka and keep her company at night until he returned.

We left him at the railway station and drove back to her home. While driving, my eyes were fixated on the mirror, which reflected her sexy neck flesh. Guys, I always compare my ladies with actresses. I always compare Renuka with South actress Samantha Ruth Prabhu.

We reached home, and we bought the parcels for our dinner. She took some plates and we sat and had our dinner. Now, it was sleeping time. She came and said to sleep in her bedroom as she was scared of sleeping alone. I knew this was my chance to grab her.

I began to watch some YouTube videos. I noticed that she drifted off to sleep after just a few minutes. A little while later, I heard my cousin shifting in her dreams, trying to find a cosy position. As she moved, her dress slipped up slightly, and I caught a glimpse of her thighs.

My heart started to race as thoughts of her filled my mind. I softly called her name a few times, hoping to see if she was awake. She seemed lost in a peaceful sleep, not responding at all. I leaned closer, gently resting my hand on her backside to see if she stirred, but she didn’t move. She was sound asleep.

She was turned away from me. The sight of her curves was captivating, drawing my gaze irresistibly. My thoughts became consumed by the image before me, and I felt a stirring within me that was hard to ignore. My heart raced with a mix of desire and confusion.

I found myself lost in fantasies about my beautiful cousin, which left me both yearning and restless. I attempted to shake off these thoughts. But they lingered, wrapping around my mind like a warm, captivating embrace, refusing to let me go. Then, all of a sudden, she shifted slightly and let the blanket slide off her.

I caught a glimpse of her lovely heart-shaped butt, fully revealed before my eyes. It was a breathtaking view. The curves of her body were enticing. I could see the gentle outline of her femininity beneath her yellow shorts. The fabric clung to her figure, accentuating every beautiful detail.

“Akka, are you asleep?” I softly inquired, my voice barely breaking the silence.
When I received no answer, I took it as a sign that she was peacefully lost in her dreams. Overcome by a wave of longing, I felt an irresistible urge to draw a little closer to her.

I gently wrapped my arms around her, just like we used to do when I was a child. As I slowly moved my hands down, a thrill of excitement coursed through me. The moment was intimate, and I felt a connection deeper than words could express.

To my surprise, I discovered her body responding to my touch. I couldn’t help but feel a rush of exhilaration. Her soft form felt so wonderful in my embrace. In that fleeting moment, I carefully squeezed, cherishing the tenderness, all while hoping not to disturb her tranquil sleep.

As if drawn by an invisible force, she shifted slightly, finding herself closer to me in that intimate moment. I felt a rush of vulnerability as I slipped off my boxers, revealing my hard rod. The bed, already cosy, felt even smaller, with her soft form pressing so near to me.

It was a heady blend of nervous anticipation. I sensed the warmth of her body just a few inches from me, stirring a deep longing within. As she glided nearer to me, I found myself almost out of space. In my attempt to shift back a little, my hand brushed against the water bottle, creating a startling noise.

It was enough to rouse her from her slumber. She slowly opened her eyes and caught sight of me. I was lying there, feeling a rush of panic, with one hand resting behind my back and the other resting on her chest. A wave of fear swept over me at the thought of what might happen if she told our parents.

For a moment, she looked at me, her eyes filled with shock and confusion. Finally, her voice broke the silence, laced with anger, as she exclaimed, “Shashank, what are you doing? Don’t you know I’m your sister?”

With my heart pounding in fear, I pleaded softly, “Akka, I’m truly sorry for what I’ve done. Please, I beg you, don’t tell my parents. If they find out, they might kick me out, and I couldn’t bear that. If you feel I deserve to be punished, I will accept any consequence you choose. But I humbly ask you, please keep this from my parents.”

Renuka stormed out of the room, upset, and sat in the hall. I quickly got dressed and joined her. She wasn’t speaking to me, so I tried sincerely to apologize. After a moment, she finally said, “It’s okay, but please don’t let it happen again.” I nodded and replied, “Okay.”

Renuka and I were cuddled up on the bed, watching TV together, slowly drifting off to sleep. We were enjoying ‘Hate Story 3’ when a steamy scene caught our attention. As we exchanged glances, we turned back to the movie. I noticed her hand pressing softly. It made the moment even more intimate.

Renuka’s husband was good at fucking until his father’s business was running well. When his father died, he could not make up to the mark. He was eventually into huge losses. It made his health bad. He also started drinking, which led to a decrease in sperm count.

I was too horny watching her. The lust for her drove me so crazy that I wanted to fuck her mercilessly. But I found the courage and asked her, “Di, what are you up to? Why are you touching yourself there?” Renuka said (with a flush, withdraws her hand), “Just watching a movie.”

Me, “I don’t think so. I believe you’re feeling aroused by the scene.” Renuka said (trying to sound calm), “No, it’s not like that.” Me, “I think maybe Jiju isn’t meeting your needs.” Renuka said (with a sigh), “No, everything’s fine.”

Me, “Di, please don’t lie to me. I can tell by your expression that you’re not satisfied.” Renuka said (looking sad), “Yes, he wasn’t able to satisfy me, and I got carried away by the movie scene. You know about the recent events.”

Me, (hugging her) “I don’t want to see you in distress. Let me help you to relieve your desires. You’ve already seen what I have. Just think of it as a moment of release.”

She felt a flutter of nerves and excitement in her movements. With a soft, hesitant voice, she whispered, “How can we do this together? You’re my brother, and what if it leads us down being an incest sibling?”

I said, “This isn’t a moment to view it as wrong. It’s simply a part of our needs. Let me share a secret I’ve never told anyone.” She replied, “What is it?” I confessed, “My mom, Malini, and I have been in a romantic relationship for a year. We cherish what we share, as it stems from a fundamental human need.”

She was stunned and exclaimed, “Are you really saying you and aunt are in such an intimate relationship?” I said, “I know you might find this hard to believe, but let me call my mom, and you’ll see.”

I called her and shared everything that had unfolded in the last hour. She said, “You get undressed and stand in front of Renuka, then hand her the phone.” I wasn’t sure what they discussed. But it was clear that my mom’s words had aroused something in Renuka.

She set the phone down, but the call stayed connected; I was certain my mom was eagerly waiting to hear Renuka’s first sigh of pleasure, and she wouldn’t hang up until she did. We dimmed the lights and prepared for a cosy night’s sleep.

I can’t quite recall who made the first move, but soon, we were drawing near to one another. I felt a sense of understanding about love and intimacy, thanks to my mom, Malini. Renuka and I embraced each other warmly, my hands gently resting on her back.

In that tender moment, we lost track of time and began to kiss softly on each other’s cheeks and faces. It was a magical first experience for both of us. I could hardly contain my excitement! At that moment, we felt more like a loving couple than just cousins.

When you’re holding a girl close for the first time and sharing sweet kisses, thoughts of sibling fade away. All that mattered was the connection we felt. Neither of us saw anything wrong in our affection. We let our hearts lead the way.

As we embraced each other, our lips met with passionate fervour, igniting a fire between us that was hard to contain. We were caught up in the moment, lost in our little world. We tried our best to keep our whispers of love soft and gentle, careful not to disturb our sleeping neighbours nearby.

The night was deep, wrapped in a romantic incest of stillness, the sweet intimacy unfolding in the dim light. My cousin sister wore a lovely white tee and bright yellow shorts, looking effortlessly beautiful. Her hair was sexily tied up, and the scent of her deodorant lingered in the air, enchanting me.

As she lay straight, I rested upside down, my head close to her knees. Her legs were silky smooth, like they had just been shaved. Curiously, I asked her about her soft skin, and she replied with a smile, “Yes.” I gently touched her knees and calves, feeling the softness beneath my fingertips.

A delightful shiver ran through me as our skin brushed together, and I noticed she shuddered lightly in response. I gently caressed her knee and calf with my hands, and I could feel a warmth between us. As I glanced at her face, I noticed her eyes were closed, savouring the moment.

My fingers travelled slightly up to her upper thighs, just where her shorts ended. I continued my tender massage. It was an enchanting experience, full of connection and intimacy. Her hair cascaded down her back, flowing gracefully to the middle of her upper back, shimmering softly as it caught the light.

Her shoulders, slightly broader, added a sense of strength and elegance to her figure, and her curves were lovely, with her bosom perfectly balanced, embodying a captivating allure. As she breathed deeply, her chest rose and fell with a rhythm that was both enticing and mesmerizing.

When I softly reached out, my fingers brushed toward the tender skin of her inner thigh. She swiftly closed her legs, a gentle yet firm gesture creating an electrifying tension between us. I gazed into her eyes. I could feel the intensity of her longing as they searched for mine.

I got up, gently lifting my hands from her leg, and cradled her delicate face in my palms. With tender care, I brushed aside the loose strands of hair, allowing her beauty to shine unimpeded in the soft light. In that blissful moment, I pressed a gentle kiss upon her forehead.

To my delight, she responded, her spirit revelling in the affection I offered. In that instant, I could sense that a transformation had taken place within her. My mother’s influence had awakened a side of her that was wild and rampant.

Encouraged by her openness, my kisses travelled from her forehead to her eyes, then to her cheeks. Finally, to the delicate shell of her ears, each touch promising a deeper connection, a dance of intimacy that we both revelled in. Renuka lay gracefully on the bed.

Her presence invited me to explore the depths of my affection without restraint. At that moment, inspiration filled my heart, granting me the courage and desire to carry on. Our lips met softly in a tender embrace. It seemed to stretch on for timeless minutes, each kiss echoing the intimacy we shared.

My hand rested gently on her back, the warmth of her skin beneath my fingertips beckoning me to linger. I massaged her back. My fingertips travelled delicately, tracing the contours of her form. I wrapped my arms around my cousin, holding her close as a wave of warmth enveloped us.

At that moment, I could feel the rhythm of her heart, a pulse that seemed to resonate with my own. Suddenly, I sensed her gentle hand on my back, as if inviting me to draw nearer, deepening the connection between us. As she leaned in, her soft lips began to brush against my cheeks tenderly.

Each kiss was a sweet whisper of affection. Her fingers found their way to my hair, guiding me. She slowly brought her lips to meet mine, creating an unforgettable moment filled with intimacy and tenderness. I leaned in to capture her lips with mine, savouring the sweet intimacy that enveloped us.

With a playful flick of my tongue, I invited her to explore. She accepted, wrapping her soft lips around my tongue and drawing me in with a pull. My hands, guided by a desire to connect, found their way under the fabric of her top.

Gliding along the warmth of her bare back, relishing the sensation of her skin against my fingertips. As our kiss deepened, I slowly pulled away, allowing my lips to wander down to the delicate curve of her neck. I bestowed a lick, savouring the taste of her skin and the thrill that coursed through us both.

She took my hands and guided them to rest against her soft curves. The fabric of her bra separated me from the warmth and allure beneath. I explored her contours. My senses were overwhelmed by her presence. Suddenly, I noticed that the window was slightly ajar, inviting the outside world in.

I rose to my feet and secured the window. Once I returned to her, I took her hand and guided her to stand, gently pressing her back against the wall behind the door. Our bodies aligned as I leaned closer, feeling the heat of my desire against her stomach.

My heart raced as I kissed her passionately, savouring every moment as we lost ourselves in each other. I lifted Renuka’s top, revealing her exquisite form. Her skin was a soft, radiant contrast to the black lace of her bra, which hugged only part of her curves.

It felt as though a part of her beauty was playfully teasing at the edges, inviting admiration. I gently held her close, kissing softly as I let my hands explore. She leaned back, surrendering to the moment, while I playfully traced my tongue along the curves that tantalized me. Her excitement was palpable.

Renuka playfully leaned me back onto the bed and nestled close to me. With gentle hands, she took off my t-shirt and began to shower my chest with soft kisses. Her fingers wandered, exploring tenderly. I drew her closer, kissing her and caressing her curves, lost in the warmth of the moment.

Her beautiful curves enchanted me, the softness and firmness of her bosom. One tender moment led to another, and with a gentle touch, I unhooked her bra, allowing those delightful treasures to emerge and greet me. I nestled my face between her luscious breasts.

I could feel the warmth radiating from her. The sight of her delicate, light pink nipples captivated me, leaving me lost in a sea of blissful affection. In a moment of passion, I gently caressed her delicate nipples, with her still lying atop me. Her breasts hung gracefully above my face, creating a breathtaking sight.

I tenderly took one of her rosy nipples into my mouth and savoured the moment with a deep, lingering suck. I continued to worship her other breast with my mouth. My free hand explored and teased her other nipple, eliciting soft sighs of pleasure.

Suddenly, I pinched her nipple. She let out a loud and soft sigh, her eyes questioning my actions. I gave her a warm smile and tenderly kissed her nipple. I could feel her body relax and surrender to the moment. She had been transported to a place of pure bliss.

In a moment of intimacy, I attended to her delicate nipples, one with my lips and the other with my fingertips. To my surprise, she began to tremble and shake as if on the verge of a breathtaking release. Never before had I witnessed such a sight.

A woman was experiencing pure bliss from the simple acts of touch and suction. With a moan, Renuka reached her peak and then lay still, basking in the afterglow of her climax. A feeling of joy was painted on her face, accompanied by a radiant smile.

She confessed that she had never experienced such emotions before in her entire life. We were peacefully resting in each other’s arms. My desire was still evident, making a noticeable bulge in my shorts. Upon noticing it, she glanced at me with a look of anticipation as if seeking my approval.

I nodded, and she gently slid her hand inside. She then gripped my manhood and began to stroke it tenderly. I let out a smile, and she slowly pulled down my shorts. My manhood stood at attention, and she delicately traced her tongue along its length.

She gently pulled back my foreskin and teased the tip with her tongue. She took it into her mouth to withdraw and tend to me with her tongue once more. With each pull, she created a pleasurable suction that left me begging for more. I couldn’t help but ask where she had learned such enchanting techniques.

I was utterly captivated. She began to pleasure me in a way that seemed otherworldly. She explored every inch with her tongue, generously using her saliva to heighten the experience. It was truly breathtaking. I could feel myself getting closer to the edge, but she didn’t seem to mind.

She was determined to take all of me in. Gradually, she succeeded, and her mouth enveloped me. She began to suck gently, and I was in heaven. This was by far the most exquisite blowjob I had ever received.

My mother had given me similar pleasure on occasion. But this was nothing compared to what I was experiencing now. If someone had been watching, they wouldn’t have suspected that this was her first time pleasuring a man in this way. Her technique was so flawless that it seemed like second nature to her.

I was close to cumming, I told her, “I’m going to cum.” I remained enchanted by her devoted attention. She gently explored every inch of me. And then, the moment of bliss arrived.

The surge of passion was so intense that it overflowed and spilt upon us both. But still, she persisted, treasuring each drop. As the ecstasy subsided, she kissed every part of me, savouring our shared connection. I pulled her close, wrapping her in a warm embrace.

In response, she held me tighter, our hearts beating in sync. Our love flourished in the tender warmth of this shared instant, the culmination of our deep affection.

I will continue in the next part, I hope you will all like my story. If you like it, do reply to me, and feel free to contact me at [email protected].