Guilt To Glory: Making Out With Married Cousin – Part 1

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Hi, guys! Barney is back!

I hope you liked my previous story. There is more to that story and I will share it someday.

I am going to share with you another story involving I and my married elder cousin Ashmita (name changed). And for the sake of the story, I’ll call myself Nayan.

This story is going to be long so if you are in a hurry to get hard then sorry but if you’ll be patient, I promise you’ll fap your brains out.

Obviously, I don’t recall all details like conversations or clothes so I have made them up according to the situation.

Two years back, during my graduation in law from Jodhpur, I had to move to Delhi for a few months for an internship in a law firm. I was facing a dilemma choosing between places to stay. Fortunately, it was short-lived as my mom had an idea. She suggested staying with my cousin Ashmita.

The idea did not sound helpful to me because I wanted to enjoy, party, have night-outs and get wasted in Delhi and if I stayed with Ashmita di, I was sure I wouldn’t get to do all these things. But my father was adamant and made it clear that I was going to stay only with my cousin. Crestfallen, I left for Delhi with a little hope that something amazing may still happen. And I wasn’t wrong.

Ashmita di is the elder daughter of my bua. She lived in Saket with her husband, Sandeep, who is a hardware dealer.They have two sons, one was 7 and the other one was 5 at that time.

I was 21 at that time and she was 33. She used to visit home frequently when I was a kid but after marriage, we met only at family functions and those too were very rare. I only saw her for 3-4 times in 10 years. She was a very busy person. She is a makeup enthusiast and had opened her own salon at home after marriage.

She was very well respected by her younger siblings and cousins including me because of how she opened a salon and was running it single-handedly and at the same time raising kids.

Now let’s come to the point and talk about what you are really interested in. Ashmita di is regarded as the gorgeous female by elders in our whole extended family. Her younger sis is also beautiful but not enough to turn heads in public.

Ashmita di is 5’5″, very fair complexion, long dark hair with a brownish tint. I can’t exactly be sure about figure because I never measured her like a tailor does but it was approx. 36-28-36. She used to be very thin before marriage but now she had gained a little weight which only made her look hotter. She looks most similar to Huma Qureshi but lesser height and bigger boobs.

I was received by Sandip Jijaji at the railway station. He is a good looking man but with erratic mood and quick temper issues. Maybe it was because of the business stress.

When I reached home, there was the only maid in the house. Jijaji left for some work and the maid showed me my bedroom.

The house was very luxurious. I was only gazing at the beauty of the living room when I heard someone walking down the stairs. It was Ashmita di. She was wearing a black top and track pants. She looked very young and cheerful.I was about to touch her feet when she stopped me and hugged me instead.

‘I am not yet an amma, Nayan’, she said. I smiled in reply.

We talked about my graduation, internship, home and future plans over coffee.

I worked for two days straight and ate at work itself. I got off for the weekend and decided to stay at home since I was too tired to go out. On Friday, at dinner, I and the kids sat around the dining table while Ashmita di and maid served us food.

When I enquired about Jiju, Di told me that usually, he comes late and if he comes early he prefers to eat and go to bed early.

She was now wearing just a white tank top with a black bra underneath and knee-length shorts. Her hair was tied in a bun behind her head with a few hair falling around her ear and forehead. This was the first time I saw her in such small clothes and I realized how smoking hot she is.

Whenever she came from the kitchen towards the table, I couldn’t help myself starting at her. Then she bent towards me offering me a roti and just then I glanced at her cleavage.

Those big, white and firm boobs, peeping from the bra, struggling to stay inside, instantly gave me a boner. It was like I had lost control from my eyes and I knew that if I didn’t stop staring, she would definitely notice. And she did.

When my eyes finally met hers and I came back to my senses, she had a weird look on her face. I realized she was still standing, in the same way, offering me roti like she was 1 min ago. I gave her plenty of time to notice me staring. She stopped offering me the roti and walked back. I was now shivering with fear thinking that what kind of a creep she would think I am. She would be cautious around me and now my whole stay is fucked up.

I went back to bed but I was still hard and felt so ashamed that it was because of my cousin. I tried not to think about her but that view of the cleavage was now like etched into my memory forever. My boner was getting harder and harder as if I was having sex and when I couldn’t tolerate it anymore, I fapped my balls out with that cleavage in my mind.

Next day, I woke up and went to the living room where Ashmita di was reading a newspaper. She was wearing the same clothes she wore last night. I was terrified that she may still remember about last night. I was turning to go back when she called my name.

‘Nayan, good morning’, she said while smiling and looking at me. ‘There’s coffee in the kitchen, you can take it and bring me a cup too.’

I brought coffee and sat beside her, still a bit worried, while she kept reading.

‘Do you have a girlfriend?’ she asked me suddenly and I was dumbstruck for a moment. She talked as if nothing had happened last night.

‘Sorry, I shouldn’t have asked it like this’ she said smiling.

‘Haven’t found one yet’ I said after a while.

‘Oh, you will now. You are in Delhi.’ she said and winked at me.

Now I was feeling comfortable since she was acting normal and so I decided to confess about last night.

‘I am really sorry about last night. I was very rude and I am really ashamed about it.’

She had that same look that she gave me last night but it vanished quickly.

‘It’s alright, Nayan. You are young. It happens. That’s why I asked you if you had any gf. Because if you did, you wouldn’t have done that’ she said.

It was such a relief after hearing her say that.

‘Why did you think I might have a gf?’ I asked.

‘Well, you are smart and good-looking. If girls these days don’t like guys like you then God save those girls.’

‘Thanks’ I said and smiled. ‘By the way, same can be said about you. You know, you can’t really blame me for last night.’ I caught her blushing.

At afternoon, I was sitting in my bedroom watching TV when I heard Ashmita di call my name. I went into her bedroom and found her stuck in a closet. The closet was totally filled and had little space left. She was stuck in the closet with a huge box in her hands.

‘Help me take this box outside, please. I was cleaning and now I’m stuck.’ she said.

‘Why are you doing this alone? Where is the maid?’ I asked her.

‘She has Saturday and Sunday off. Now please help’.

I grabbed the box and pulled it out with all my might.

She was behind the box and came out of the closet as I dropped it on the floor.

As I turned to face her, I saw that she was covered in sweat. The Little trickle of sweat was flowing down from her temple to her neck and then disappear between her boobs. She was wearing a black tank top and pink shorts and a hair bun over her head. She looked like she was working out. Seeing her like this and afraid that I will again act like a pervert, I turned to go back.

‘Wait, wait. I still need your help. We have to empty the closet.’

After much hesitation, I agreed to help her. She moved in the closet and I followed her. It barely had space for a person to stand. She was facing the shelf where all the things were kept and I was just behind her, close enough that my body touched hers. I could feel her intense body heat, radiating into me. The closet had no bulb and the light from the bedroom was just enough to see in the dark.

As she was standing with her back towards me, I could see her wet bare back as her tank, the top was loose. Getting hard was inevitable. I got a hard on and since I was wearing shorts it started bulging. Just then she pointed to a box which she could not reach since it was kept on a higher shelf. I had to tilt to reach the box and just as I grabbed it, my bulging shorts rubbed against her ass.

For a moment, neither of us moved. I realized that she had felt it too and was probably more embarrassed than I was.The more I moved, the more my cock rubbed against her ass. I could not move back because then the box would have fallen on her. She then stood on the lowest shelf to reach the box and it was better.

Now my cock was not rubbing her ass. She was still struggling to grab the box and just then her shorts started loosening. She didn’t notice it but I did as I saw her shorts falling down. Either her panty was so loose that it went down with the shorts or she didn’t wear one at all because now she was standing there in front of me with her bare ass few cm away from my rock solid cock. She had a lovely bouncy and big ass as fair as her whole body. I wondered how it would look like bouncing on my cock.

My shorts started falling down too as I was stretching my body. Just when my shorts fell down, my cock got free and was now standing proudly in its blazing glory.

Fortunately, she grabbed the box and I thought now I can run away and hide from her for the rest of my life but just then she slipped and started falling backward and just then my cock entered her asshole. She let out a moan, which signified pain and pleasure at the same time.

I started cumming right inside her asshole but I did not lose my senses and I pulled it out quickly, took the box and placed it on the lower shelf, pulled my shorts up and moved out of the room as quickly as possible. I did not look back. I did not even care if she fell or hurt herself. I just ran.

For rest of the story please read Part 2.

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