21 years old

I am Aditya, 21 years old and I want to share my most personal experience when I tasted pussy for the first time in my life when I had just turned 18 and it was none other than my youngest chachi, Indu chachi, who had to do the honor. All this started way back when I had just completed my 8th std. During my vacations I had gone to my native place with my grandparents. It was the second time I was going there. The first time was when I had gone to my youngest uncle's wedding two years ago soon after my sixth std vacations. Actually my grandfather had settled my youngest uncle my father's youngest brother there and decided that he would marry a girl from there itself. My uncle had entered into silver business which is a very lucrative field of business there. So keeping all these things in mind my grandfather mortgaged a house there in my native place. So after my uncle's marriage his family stayed there while he got a good job offer from Dubai to work in a reputed jewellers shop just five months after his marriage as the pay was good he readily accepted the offer and flew to Dubai while my Chachi went to stay at her parent's home. I think my uncle was quite desperate for sex coz I very well remember just four months after he went to Dubai or one could say exactly nine months after his marriage, my aunty gave birth to their first child, a boy and named him Bunty. This meant that they might have done it on the first night or first week itself. So coming back to my vacations, it was the summer vacations just before my ninth std and my grandparents had some work related to property there and they were going alone So they decided that I accompany them. So two years after my first visit for my uncle's wedding, I once again caught sight of a familiar place. My grandparents and I arrived at my uncle's place and we were greeted by my chachi and seriously that was the first time I felt something different about her as I went and was welcomed by her hug. Now I come to describe my chachi. The last time I saw her during the wedding. I noticed that she was not that fair maybe like Bipasha Basu in color, average in height maybe 5.5 feet, always dressed in a nice sari at that time even if I had just completed my sixth grade I was grown enough at the age of 11 to notice the three main assets of her body. 1st was her very appealing boobs, 2nd was her very attractive gaand and 3rd was her very sweet and innocent face just like those South Indian actresses, good figure with big assets but no extra fat. I think the reason for her ripe body was her age actually my chachi is of same age as my uncle and at that time during their marriage they both were 25. So coming back to the present vacation, when I saw my chachi I dint notice her properly but as soon as I hugged her I felt her big grown up melons straight on my chest and that's when I noticed intently that she had gained extra pounds after giving birth to her first child which was now about 15 months old. Chachi's boobs which I later learnt were 36D really looked like they contained at least 2ltrs of milk and her gaand had swollen much more than before. Anyways after meeting each other we all took rest and I really slept like I had sold hundreds of horses, tired and bored from the long train travel but as soon as I hugged my chachi all those boring feelings had gone and I was just resting to see more of my chachi once I get refreshed after a good long afternoon nap. I woke up to see my grandparents and chachi chatting. Chachi was looking so hot from that angle where I was sleeping; her big gaand was spread on the floor and the side portion of her tummy and her belly-button visible through the gap between her saree. She noticed that I had woken up so she gave me a smile and got up to get tea for me. I felt so nice when she smiled that I wanted to touch her lips. So we had tea chatting about our lives while I played with my little baby cousin who they had named Bunty. She enquired about my studies and all, while I asked her how she was putting up without uncle and stuff. I noticed that as I spoke about uncle she became a little sad as if she was really missing him but that was not the only thing to be sad about, was it? Actually I got the answer to this question four years later which I will discuss as we progress.