Chapter 1
I feel guilty when I start with it, it should have never happened. But it did and the very thoughts of these sexual encounters is haunting me like anything. I wish I could change it, but it doesn't so I thought to flush it out of my head. Yes, this was my teenage act and as with all teenagers, sex was my priority. I was exploring it with my aunt, dont get wrong ideas, I am not sure if she thought of it the same way. So here are my chronicles as I can remember it, and I am sure as soon as I finish it up, things would be clear.
The first act
I had been a shy kid or rather being bullied through my school days, never had an incident with girls, and my self defined barriers made me move away from girls. I had never touched girls in the right way. It were all brushes and even that made me uneasy. So you can understand how a virgin soul as fresh as me. So one day, I was sitting reading some magazine with my cousin. And my aunt came and sat next to us, since I couldn't read well, she took the magazine in her hands and started reading out to us. She was doing it carelessly and I hadn't observed her in the sexual angle earlier. So that was the first stupid thing that happened to me.
She was turning out the pages and I suddenly felt that she was rushing too fast! So I wanted to revert the page that she had turned and I took my hand and right across her chest and turned the page back. That is when I first felt how soft a bossom was. It was like giving a shock to my hand and I started to shiver like anything. But Aunty did not take no notice, remember that I was just 14 and a half when this happened and at this age, adults never think that this child could be thinking of sex! I can understand her today when I think of it.
So that is how my first touch was, and I did not know that it would turn out to be the best of sexual encounters and the only ones that I would have. I will like to take this opportunity to confirm to you guys that you might feel this great, but on a long run you might feel a bit retard for doing this.
So I was shivering with this act of mine, the first of mine. But since she was still reading the magazine, I took up the courage and thought to do it again, and this time I pointed out at some stupid advertisement but that made me keep my elbows on her chest. That was a good feeling for me. I felt myself riding on the desire platform on to a different land. But at that time it was just going to be stopped abruptly. As it was my time for going to tuition, and I hate that moment, she said, "Beta, time for you to go... take care".
I dont remember what was taught at tuition that day, because I was still in dreams. I wanted to feel that touch again. But during that time, it was tough to get close to her that quickly or something along the lines. Earlier I had no fear in going close to her or touching her shoulders or hands. But since the recent encounter, I was shivering, I couldn't think of anything other than sex when I thought about her.
I really didn't had the idea that I could get a girlfriend and have these things felt in a more comfortable way, but that was my destiny I think that I felt for her. The desire that you shouldn't be feeling for your aunt.

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