Fucked 2 cousins on Christmas holiday in Mumbai

This is a story that’s fresh off the press and happened during the Christmas holidays. I was travelling to Mumbai to visit two of my cousins for a week. We all experienced downtime at work in our respective roles.

We’ve been close since our childhood days, meeting each other every year during school vacations.

One of my cousins, Ekta, is 30 and has been married for 4 years now. However, she has been living away from her husband for a few months due to her work commitments. Her husband is in Delhi. She’s currently working out of Mumbai, living at her sister’s place.

She has an amazing busty figure of 36C-30-32 with boobs that could start wars. Her sister and my other cousin is Kruti. She’s 26 and works in Mumbai. She has been in a long-distance relationship with her boyfriend in the US for the past year. She has a slender figure 32C-26-32 with a lovely bulging ass.

FYI – I took these measurements myself after fucking them. Both of them are fair, have sharp features and long wavy hair. I am 30, married, with a 5.5’’ tool.

Back to the story, we had planned to meet in Mumbai, where both are based. I took a flight from Bangalore on Saturday morning and met them both for breakfast. I had been planning to stay at a hotel to avoid bothering them. But they both insisted on staying with them. And so, I did.

We settled in and spoke at length about our work and personal lives. I got the sense that both girls were experiencing unfulfilled desires due to their circumstances. In fact, I sensed certain marital problems as well, which I was hesitant to share with Ekta.

Kruti, on the other hand, was happy in her relationship but seemed to be missing something. I have recently gotten married and have been having a decent sex life, touchwood!

Kruti informed me that she’s throwing a house party the next day, Sunday, and inviting a few of her friends over. Three of us worked through the day on arrangements for shopping for food and alcohol. They asked if I could help set up shisha, and I nodded yes.

We arranged for that, too. Later at night, we all watched a few ‘FRIENDS’ episodes before retiring to our respective rooms. Both of them are in one room, and I am in the guest room.

Come Sunday, we all woke up late. Ekta was wearing a tank top and skimpy shorts, while Kruti was in a pink, sleeveless satin nightgown. Pointy nipples indicated both weren’t wearing any bra underneath. My boxers formed a tent, which Kruti noticed momentarily but didn’t say anything.

My eyes were on Ekta’s deep, milky cleavage. I planned to act on my horny instincts on this trip and couldn’t wait for the party to get started. We chilled through the day. The girls left for their salon session in the afternoon. I was imagining them getting all decked up for the party.

I jerked off, sniffing their morning clothes, took a shower and napped. They arrived around 5 pm, an hour before the guests were scheduled to arrive. I couldn’t take my eyes off them.

My busty cousin, Ekta, was wearing a black, full-sleeved dress that ended just above her knees. Her dress had a deep neck, which displayed her cleavage in full glory. Looks like she was also wearing a push-up bra. She had tied her hair in a bun with a deep red lipstick, making her look like a total bomb.

My younger and equally attractive cousin, Kruti, was wearing a black sleeveless jumpsuit. It accentuated her slender figure and her shapely ass. I believe she was also in a push-up bra, as her boobs looked bigger than usual. Both of them were wearing amazing cologne and were smelling heavenly.

I was so turned on, and I couldn’t choose my favourite girl that night between the two – neither did I want to. I showered both of them with compliments. I mentioned how lucky I was to party with them and how unlucky their partners were to miss this out.

They also complimented my black shirt and trouser look. I always smell good, so that’s a plus point!

Guests started arriving shortly after, and the party started. These were mostly Kruti’s friends and a couple of Ekta’s colleagues. We drank, danced, and played a few games. Ekta’s colleagues left early. Then, both she and I were stranded alone by Kruti, who was busy with her friends. Both were tipsy at this point.

We started talking over the shisha set up on the balcony. I asked Ekta if everything was okay in her marriage. She instantly said yes, then paused for a while before going on. She told me that her husband would always fight with her, had a lot of ego and would never treat her well.

She suspected that he was having an affair. He had never visited her in Mumbai over the last 2 months and was always too busy to have a proper phone call. I listened to her patiently, and instead of offering any suggestions, I gulped down my drink and hugged her.

She hugged me back intensely, and it went on for at least a few minutes. My right hand was under her neck on her bare upper back, and my left hand was caressing her waist over her dress. We continued talking about our childhood years.

We were reminiscing about how everything was so much fun while still holding each other in a hug. A minute later, she lightly patted my butt let go of the hug, and lightly spanked her butt in return. We broke off and started laughing. I brought a shot of vodka for both of us, which we took.

There was intensity in the air. We were both high and on the moonlit balcony. The drawing room was empty. The last of the guests were in Kruti’s bedroom, playing poker. I felt like this was my chance, so I dragged a puff of shisha, came close to her and blew smoke in her face.

She smiled, took a puff herself, and, while blowing smoke, brought her lips close to mine. We shared a beautiful kiss that started softly but grew more intense in the moments that followed. Our lips were engulfed in each other, and our tongues were fighting.

My hands were on her waist again, this time lower and closer to her butt. We were making out without a worry of someone coming into the balcony. We tiptoed our way into the guest bedroom, and as soon as I locked the door, we pounced on each other. Our bodies, locked in a kiss, made their way to the bed.

I lifted her dress over her head in one go while she unbuttoned my shirt. I was shocked to see her perfectly glowing body. She was wearing a matching set of black, lacy bra and panties, and it was drool-worthy, to say the least. I unhooked her bra while she slid down her panties.

The sight I saw was heavenly. Her boobs were not sagged one bit. She had perfectly round brown nipples that were hard and inviting to be sucked. I pressed both of them, then took my mouth to the right one while continuing to caress the left one.

I was licking and flicking the right nipple while pinching the left one. Then take the whole right boob in. I repeated the same with the left one for about five minutes. She was playing with my hair and running her other hand, scratching my back.

I went down on her and noticed her clean-shaven pussy with no hair on it. She whispered her husband likes it that way but has still never licked her there. I took the opportunity to show her heaven and went down on her instantly. I started outwards near her inner thighs.

I kissed my way in while my fingers were still pinching her nipples. She was breathing heavily and moaning. I ate her profusely, my tongue making circles on her pussy and drilling in and out. She was in ecstasy for the next 10 minutes and came shuddering.

I kept my tongue there as she was still vibrating in pleasure before she finally pulled me up. She got rid of my pants and underwear, took my cock out and started playing with it while kissing my nipples. I love it when women kiss my nipples. It’s a weak spot for me. I was hard like a rock.

My naked cousin Ekta came on top of me and started putting it inside her wet pussy. She started riding me, slowly at first and gradually increasing her speed. Looked like she had been craving a cock for a long time now. Her boobs were jiggling with gravity, and it was a sight to behold.

I had the best view lying under her. The sounds of us thrusting filled the room. Music was on in the drawing room so that no one could hear our moans. We went on for a few minutes before switching to missionary. Now, it was my turn to thrust her. I rammed her pussy with slow but intensely deep strokes.

She closed her eyes and was in a trance as she came again. I was also about to cum and started fucking her fast. I came in the next couple of minutes on her boobs and belly and just fell on top of her. We were entangled in each other’s arms, completely naked, covered in sweat and cum.

We kissed for a while before dozing off. I woke up sometime later to use the bathroom, which was located right outside the room. It was 2 am, and Ekta had been sleeping peacefully in my arms. I came out in my unbuttoned shirt and boxers to use the washroom.

I saw that the lights were dim, the music was off, and no one seemed to be around. As soon as I came out of the washroom, I saw Kruti facing me with a sly smile. She was still in her jumpsuit. I was shocked. She opened the guest room door and saw Ekta lying completely naked, the sheet barely covering her.

Kruti smiled wider and just said, “What about me, Bro?” I couldn’t muster up any response.

Read the final part. I wrote my previous stories under the alias ‘theunskilledlovemaker.’ You can reach out with feedback, comments, criticism, or anything else at [email protected].