Indian Sex Stories

This is a true story of mine that unfolded a year ago. I was a new aspirant to the world of sex and seduction, was never indulged in erotic sex, other than a few hip-hops. I was 23 then, a final year college lad with good rappo among the gals at the campus. Ours was a joint family, my dad was the eldest and I had two cha-chas, both married and my dadi. Though it was a joint family, there were no restrictions on any of us. There were frequent parties at home and we used to enjoy a lot on every occasion that we got. As my cha-cha (elder) did not have any child for more than four years of their marriage, they had extra luv and care for me and called me ‘ashi’, my chachi (sapna) who was 31 then loved me more than anyone else.

Few months back I went to Mumbai to visit a cousin, she’s older now, married with kids that are almost grown. When we were growing up, it was me she came to when she had questions about boys, and sex. Even though I was younger by about 5 years, her name is Bhavna, she’s now 36, stands about 5′ 3″, 130, 36c-24-37, black hair.