My Sexy Cousin Sister With Killer Looks

Friends I am not a writer or something, so extremely sorry for my grammar mistakes. I know this website very well for about the past 2 years. Friends there were no magical things happening in this story because its real. It’s my own true story that happened in the past few weeks.

I Nishanth from Kerala a simple guy 20-year-old doing my final year degree. I am a singer cum guitarist too. I don’t work hard to become a decent musician because God has blessed me with a good sound from my childhood onwards. I know I am elaborating a little more.

I have already told you the below story is the incident that happened in my life. So let me tell you in brief about my experience. The heroine of the story is my elder sister Bhavana, a perfect Indian figure. (I don’t know about her stats). She is 23 years old working as a government job employee in the health department.

We are very close to each other. Her house is just opposite to mine. The most attractive part of her is her personality. A fully energetic girl, full of knowledge always motivates me supports me and so on. She always has a spectacle that makes her more marvelous. She is from an above middle-class family only daughter of her parents.

She decided to marry in her 26-27 age. From her side, she wants to study more and her parents too. I am so attracted to her as a sister because she is a good friend. As a sister, she always buys dresses for me, shops with me. Also gives a lot of pocket money whenever I want.

She is earning well and no other liabilities. Last January was my birthday. She gifted a Yamaha f310,6 string guitar to me. She also loves music like me. My daily college gets over at 3:30 pm. After cricket, hanging out with friends and all I return to home at 5 pm. Bhavana is home at about 4:30.

If she is free in the evening she calls me and invites me to her house. This is to hear my guitar playing. Her mother also accompanies us. Then she asks me to play some of her Bollywood favorites most of the time melodies. Weekly 2-3 times she invites me. She read books when I am playing for her.

I don’t have any problem with this. The main thing is that my moat of the pocket money source is the person who is sitting in front of me. She always cares about her dressing. Most of the time she wears salwar along with the shawl. She even never gives a glimpse of her private parts.

Also, I don’t have any bad thoughts towards her. Maybe due to her pucca dressing sense. But once she invited me to her home, as usual. She called me for an evening for music time. I went there. She is in her blue salwar top and pants along with the shawl that mostly covers her upper body.

In that time her mom is in the kitchen and her dad an accountant only came at 7 pm. As usual, we chatted for some time. She asked me to play a Bollywood song still I remember that. When I was playing she was already in her books (some sort of novels), moving her fingers with my music by sitting in her bed.

I was sitting on a stool as it’s comfortable to sit in a stool while playing guitar. I just closed my eyes for a while. When I opened my eyes I was shocked that her top is a little bit up and the panty line is clearly visible in her hot leggings. I try to change my gaze but failed.

I just stared at that. Suddenly her mom came with tea and snacks. She stood up and took her tea from her mom and sat back by adjusting her dress. The hot scene was over except some thighs show. I came back from there and I can’t understand what’s is happening inside me.

I am totally aroused towards her at the same time I feel guilty for what I did. In that night the evening incidents came to my mind. Her panty line in her leggings made me mad like hell. I lost my control and from the first time in my life, I masturbated thinking about my Bhavana chechi.

Days passed she didn’t call me for about 3 days may be due to her hectic workload. On a Saturday evening, she WhatsApp me to come to her home. I was so relaxed that the next day is a holiday for me and my beautiful chechi. Due to the rain, I can’t go to her home easily with my guitar.

She invited me but the most disappointing thing is that she is in her work uniform. Then her mom came to her room and said that she is going to wash the dress in the machine. If she gives her work dress she will wash it for her. She asked me to wait for a while.

She took a dress from the nearby drawer and went to her bathroom. The devil in my mind is now activated. I thought about spying in her bathroom. But there are no holes and her mother is waiting just next to me. So I just sit there. Bhavana chechi came back and handed over her dress to aunty.

The fragrance of her used dress makes me erect at the same time I already know I crossed the limit. Now more disappointingly she is in her long orange color skirt and a top. Somehow music continued and she was falling asleep may be due to her hectic work.

I just stopped my guitar and came out. I checked for her mom. She was hanging the clothes. I came back quickly to Bhavana’s room. She is still in her sound sleep. I noticed her that her top dresses are intact but her long skirt is just a little up. Suddenly an idea came to my mind.

My phone is with me and what if I switch the camera and flashlight on to record her upskirt. I have to work a lot to execute my plan. Once again I came out and checked for her mom she is still on the terrace. I came back and put on the camera with flashlight.

I captured her fully with shivering hands. I adjusted my stool toward her white feet. Now my hand bearing my mobile is in between her legs. With all my courage, I inserted the phone into her skirt. But I have to move further because I know at least the camera will flex near her knees.

I moved a little bit upward and now the camera is inside her skirt near her knees. I was sweating a lot, still shivering like hell. I carefully took back the phone and switched it off. I washed my face in the dining room. Our heroine was still sleeping.

I stepped out of her room and told her mom that she is asleep. I walked to my house in the rain. I entered my room and sat on the floor. Each and every previous second came to my mind like a movie. Suddenly calling bell rang and nobody was in my house.

I opened the main door and there is Bhavana’s mother. I am at the peak of fear and anxiety. She just came to hand over my guitar and have some conversation and she left. Night 1 o clock everyone in my home is sleeping. I switched on my phone and connect the headphone once again.

I ensured that the door of my room is locked or not. I am still shivering. I found Bhavana chechi’s clip there its 52 seconds duration but it feels like 52 years while recording. Firstly I removed my all clothes as I was expecting heaven in the clip. The video started with Bhavana sleeping with her book on her chest.

And now the show is going to start. Visual is going towards her feet, entered through her skirt I checked its already 25 seconds is over. The image in the clip is her skirt only. Now the visual is moving upward. All of a sudden her left white smooth thighs were visible in the screen.

It also captured the side of her green hot panties. Disappointingly video stopped at 52 seconds. I cum a lot without shagging for the first time. The above thing happened just 2 days before. We have to wait for more.