I am going to tell you about a real incident that happened in my life. I have gone through many stories, but I am not sure about the genuineness of each story. Here, I am going to tell you my real experience. But obviously, some changes I made here to protect our identity.
My name is Sachinath, and my parents call me Sachu. I was in my plus one when this incident happened. Like all other kids, I am also not very aware of sex and adult activities. I am so curious to know about all this and wish to experience the same with someone whom I can trust.
I am from Nadakkavu, a place in Calicut. I am staying with my parents and my elder sister. My father works as a salesperson in a corporate company, and my mother works as a branch manager in a nationalised bank. My elder sister has completed her graduation, and she is preparing for PSC.
My sister and I were very close. She used to help me with my studies and, when my parents are not at home, she serves food to me and takes care of all my chores. So, I love my family, especially my sister, as she is the only close friend in my life.
My Mom is always busy with her work, and she starts from home at 8 am. Most of the household work is done by my sister, including cleaning the house, etc. I didn’t see my sister in any other way. Everything was fine between us.
At the end of my junior college, I started to learn masturbation. Then it became a habit for me. I do masturbation mostly in my bathroom and in my bed. We have 3 bedrooms in my home, one for my parents, one for my sister and the other one for me.
My parents’ bedroom comes with an attached bathroom. For my sister and me, I have a common bathroom which is near my sister’s bedroom. So, if I have to use the bathroom, then I have to take either my parents’ attached bathroom or the common bathroom.
Usually, I go to the ordinary bathroom, which is used by my sister and me. When I get some story books, I read them from my bedroom and I jerk them off by pressing my growing against my bed or pillow. When I go to the bathroom to take a bath, I masturbate by applying soap and oil to my body.
I try to make it as dramatic as possible. I always try new things during masturbation, because the same kind of act always decreases my temptation. Slowly, new facilities have come to life, like smartphones and the internet. These were not so common at that time.
But still, we used to have Wi-Fi at home. I used my sister’s mobile most of the time to surf the internet. From storybooks, I shifted to adult videos and online stories. I usually read stories online. Sometimes, I take my sister’s mobile to college.
Friends share with me some adult movies. I keep them hidden on my mobile with some software and keep them safe from my sister. One day, I was watching a video clip and masturbating inside the bathroom. I didn’t get much excitement and was thinking of new situations to improve my feelings.
I was hungry enough to masturbate, but still, I was searching for something new. I saw “panties” and a “bra” in the bathroom, which my sister kept. First, I didn’t feel good about checking the inner wear of my sister.
But considering my urge to finish my masturbation in a new dramatic way, the devil inside me compelled me to check the inner once. So, finally, my lust won, and I took the first bra, which was 36 in size. I feel like a soft feather in my hand.
After taking the bra in my hand, I get a different feeling. It gives me more lust to use the bra for masturbation. I kissed my sister’s bra, and I even licked some of the areas of that Bra. Then I wore it on my chest, initially a little confused about how to wear it properly.
But I still managed to do so, and I did it properly. Then I started touching my chest, since the bra was there in my chest, I got a different feeling. After 5 minutes, my eyes took me to my sister’s pantry. It was yellow, and I took it in my hand. It was not used, but still, I feel very tempted to touch it.
In one hand I was holding my sister’s panties and in the other hand my dick. Immediately after touching the pantie, I thought within 5 seconds, I came up with a huge load. I really felt very relaxed, and the feeling was so nice. But suddenly my mood changed.
I felt ashamed of myself doing such things with my sister-inner. I kept it in the bathroom in the same place, and I finished my bath and went back to my room. After some time, my sister came to my room and asked for her mobile back, and I returned her mobile.
On one hand, I felt ashamed of myself. On the other hand, I started thinking of my sister differently. I started noticing my sister’s body, and I always try to be around my sister. When she cleans the floor and washes her clothes, I used to stay around her and do some chit-chat.
My eyes would be on my sister’s boobs. My sister is not very careful at home with her dressing. Moreover, her boobs are a little big. They are always visible a little bit, even when she wears the dress properly. Mostly she wears a kurti, and sometimes her bra is also visible inside the kurti.
I don’t think she will wear a petticoat at home. All these things make me feel tempted, especially when my sister and I are at home. Dad used to go to official meetings in Cochin or some other metros. My Mom came back home only after 6 or 7, sometimes even late.
So, basically, in the evening after college, I will be at home at 4.30. My Mom comes by 6 or 7 in the evening, and at weekends only at 8 or 10. This gives a decent time for me and my sister to interact and to capture some good moments for my masturbation.
Slowly, the regretful feeling of thinking about my sister, and all such reluctance, has gone away from me. The only thing stopping me is how to approach my sister smoothly without making her angry. Moreover, I had no idea what my sister’s thoughts were, how she would react.
A few months passed, and I started losing the moment of masturbating alone. I started thinking about new situations and moments to make my masturbation more tempting and memorable. So, I decided to make some bold steps by touching my sister.
When she is busy in the kitchen, I always try to touch her ass with my hands. Like, how we touch someone by mistake while walking. So, it continued many times. My sister also started feeling awkward about my behaviour.
When my sister is in the kitchen, I walk through the kitchen from one side to another and touch my sister’s ass with my hands. One day, when she was washing the plates, I just stood beside her and did some chit-chat. At the same time, I was thinking about creating a situation to touch her.
I found soup bubbles in her boobs. She didn’t notice that as she was busy with her kitchen work. So, I thought twice about utilising this situation, but I felt fear about doing it. But I thought that such a situation wouldn’t come again, and I had to utilise this moment.
So, while talking to my sister, I casually use my right hand to rub the couple of bubbles that are stuck to her right breast. While doing so, I try to make my hand movements very slowly to feel her breast. But I don’t dare to press them so hard.
So, I just moved my hands casually and removed the soap bubbles. As I moved my hands so slowly, my sister felt uncomfortable. She suddenly kept two steps away from me and shouted at me, seeing my bold movement.
Sister: What the hell are you doing?
Me: Some soap bubbles were there on your dress, so I just cleaned them with my hands.
Sister: Sachu. Don’t act like a kid. I know what you did. And I am observing your changes; sometimes you touch yourself with intention. Don’t think that I am bothered about all this. It’s very bad, and don’t be overly smart.
That was a shock for me, as my sister responded very badly, and she always noticed my changes. Still, I tried to make excuses.
Me: Chechi! (Malayalam of sis), Since both your hands are busy cleaning the plates, I thought of helping you. Moreover, the soap bubbles may spoil your clothes.
She gave me a very angry look and then asked me to leave. Somehow, I managed to escape from there. I was worried about whether she was going to complain to my parents or not. I went to my room. On one side, I was so scared, and on the other hand, I was so tempted to touch her boobs.
The same day, after 9, Mom called me for dinner, and we all sat together. My sister didn’t make eye contact with me. But one thing I am sure of is that she didn’t tell her parents anything.
After dinner, I went to my room and tried to think of something else. I also felt a little ashamed. I decided to talk about this to my sister, then when I went to the washroom, I saw a bedroom light from my sister’s room. It was around 12 midnight. I knocked on the door, and she opened it after a while.
Sister: Sachu, what do you want?
Me: I am not getting sleep. I want to talk to you
Sister: Yeah, tell me
Me: Are you busy with your studies tonight? Can I come inside?
Sister: I am about to sleep after my studies. Come inside
I just went inside and sat in the chair, and my sister sat in bed.
Me: Chechi, please don’t take it in a different way, please don’t be angry with me because of today’s incident. I didn’t mean to make you uncomfortable.
Sister: See, Sachu, it’s not good what you did. You know what to do and what not to. Don’t act like a kid, you’re mature enough to understand what happened today. I also noticed some changes in you, especially after you joined your senior college. I think you had very bad friends in college.
Me: Chechi… nothing like that. I am a little attracted to you because you’re really beautiful, and you’re so caring. I like to have a life partner like you, but I didn’t mean to make you uncomfortable like today. Please don’t keep your distance. I need your care, which only you can give me, Chechi.
By saying this, a few tears came out of my eyes, and I had no idea what was happening. By seeing my tears, even my sister got emotional, and she forgot everything that happened.
Sister: You’re always my naughty brother. So, Sachu, don’t worry about anything and don’t think too much. Just leave it and go to your bed. It is already too late, and I have to wake up early.
By saying this, she just pinched my cheeks and then tapped her hands on my cheeks. I got very emotional. I just got up from the chair and hugged my sister with all due respect and love from a brother. She also felt the same and hugged me back. Then I went back to my room and fell asleep.
Once again, sorry for my language and the way I write. Please give me your valuable feedback, which will help me write the second part. Moreover, if anyone wants to contact me, then I will be available at [email protected].