I am Naveen a well-educated man well settled in life with my own business. I had fair amount of sex in my life but still till last week I had an unfulfilled fantasy that I had been having over for almost 20 years. I have entertained myself on numerous occasions where she played the starring role in my masturbatory fantasies. In fact Anita (my cousin) is a walking, talking, living wet dream.
I had met her couple of times in my childhood as her family lived in another city but I got to know her better when her father was transferred to our town and they started staying near to our house. It's hard for me to remember exactly when I started looking at Anita in a way other than just as younger sister (she is 2 year younger to me).
In a conservative society of India 25 years back I knew it would never become a reality, also I didn’t have the nerve to even attempt to make it happen. Despite all this as she grew my desire for her grew, by the time Anita was 21 Years she seemed to develop all the physical attributes. She had great legs and very well developed thighs, a very pretty face with big beautiful eyes. Over all this her biggest assets were very big bobs and a very tight, nice ass.
Almost 20 years have passed but I still remember vividly the first time I got a little more than the normal view of Anita. It was during one of the summer months when she was probably 22 or maybe a little older. I went to Anita’s house for giving some papers that her father wanted. I was about to return after giving the papers to their servant when I noticed that the window to the Anita’s bedroom was wide open because of the heat (no air conditioner in hose). I still don’t know what pulled me to that window & I decided to take a look into the bedroom. Anita was in process of changing her clothes and was standing there in her bra and panty. Her back, ass and thighs were exposed to me. My breath was completely taken away from me. There right in front of me was a sight that I had only dreamed about. Anita's ass was big, beautiful and looked rock solid. Her thighs were extremely shapely. This had an incredible effect on me. I was so excited I didn't know what to do. I didn't stare long for fear of getting caught. Coming back home I straight went to bathroom and masturbated closing my eyes and dreaming of Anita.
Then onwards, I never had any opportunity to see her naked. I did have occasions to see her cleavage, her uncovered legs & part of her thighs, her armpits (at times clean shaved and at times full off hair or stubbles) and even parts of her boobs through the loose sleeve holes of her nightie.
Her father was very strict and in those days girls and boys in India use to maintain a distance even while playing. Anita was going to an all girls’ college so there was no question of any boy friend. All the boys in the locality used to talk about her and were envy of me as I was the only proud boy in locality who had privilege to talk to her or visit her house. She never dressed provocatively but she still dressed herself well. No matter what she wore, it was hard to hide her glorious body. She was the type of girl who looks good in anything she wears.
As the custom in India Anita got married right after passing college to a boy in Bombay (now Mumbai) and my fantasy remained a fantasy. I had no means of communication with her and only saw her when she came visiting her parents or as and when she would call my mother or later my wife.
Some ten-year back I got to know that her husband has migrated to Kenya with family and with that my chances of meeting on her o n yearly home visit diminished. As she shifted to Kenya visits to her parents we very few in last ten years. I think she visited only thrice including last year when her father expired. At 38 she was still stunningly beautiful. With time she had developed extra amount of flesh but all in right area.
Even though we hardly met 4/5 times in last 10 years my attraction to Anita never died, in fact meeting her last year after a gap of 5 years my desire for her even grew. The fifteen days she stayed in Delhi last year I always tried to find excuses to be around Anita as much as possible. One day I gathered courage and flirted with her, what surprised me, however, was Anita flirting back. She was no more the Anita that I knew shy, nervous, conservative. Her stay in Kenya and times had changed a lot, she was now bold and confident. This gave me courage and I tried couple of time more and she always responded back. As the days of Anita returning neared she started giving me those looks that I really began to believe that this woman would be open to any suggestion or idea I might have concerning the two of us.
I made up my mind and even at great risk, decided that once for all I had to say or do something to her and I had to do it before she left Delhi. The problem was getting her alone long enough to tell her what I now felt was a necessity. Fifteen days flew and I could not find that right moment and situation.
The D-day arrived and she flew back once again leaving me behind with my fantasies but her visit just reinforced the fantasy that continued building in my active imagination.
I now feel that god was by my side. Three months back I received a business inquiry from Nairobi. I have staff to take care of any new inquires but as it was from Nairobi I personally followed it up and last week when it was time to finalize the business I offered my buyers to visit them. My staff was quite surprised as the volume was not big and spending all the money to visit was not right business proposition. I am the boss so no one objected and my visit program was finalized.
I fixed my program and as the air ticket and hotel reservation were confirmed I called Anita. I had a feeling some where in my heart that time has come for me to fulfill my long cherished fantasy. My heart was pounding with nervousness as I dialed the number. Anita answered on the seventh ring (I was counting the rings). "Hi Anita," I said. "This is Naveen. How are you doing?"
"I'm fine Naveen," she said in that sweet voice of hers. "Are you doing alright?" She seemed to be surprised on receive my call.
"I'm doing ok," I said. "I am coming to Nairobi next week for an business meeting so I thought of checking with you if you and Ravi (her husband) are available.” My voice was shaking and my heart was pounding and for just a brief instant I thought I was going to lose my nerve but I recovered quickly.
"That’s great, I am glad you are coming.” She replied back without giving any consideration to my excitement.
"I will arrive on Thursday but will stay over on Saturday and Sunday if you people are available”. I replied.
“Off course we are available, how about kids and Shiela (my wife), are they also coming?”
"It is examination time here so I don’t think they can make it this time.” I replied.
“Oh, anyway you should keep time for us apart from business, it is first time any of my relatives is visiting.” She replied.
“I need two days from business and I am keeping another two days just for you people, that make it four days trip”
“I think you have to give us more time, come with a open ticket and we will decide your return once you come” She replied
I said. "I will decide once I arrive as of now my plan is to come back on Sunday”.
"Ok, if you say so," she said, “Give me your flight details I will pick you up from airport”.
"Don’t give this any thought. My hotel is confirmed and I have a free pickup. I will call you on reaching."
Anita was furious on hearing “hotel”, “We have a nice house and can always spare you room, why you will stay in hotel.” “No way give me your flight details & you are staying with us, cancel all your hotel bookings”. She almost ordered me.
“I am on business so it will be hassle staying with you but be assured I will shift to your place once the meetings are over” I explained to her.
Anita was pacified with my explanation “Ok if you say so, but I will pick you from airport no need of pickup”.
We chatted for two or three more minutes before the conversation ended
As I hung the phone there were so many thoughts going through my head. Will I be able to fulfill my fantasy this time? Would she be willing? Does she have similar feelings for me? Will I get any free time with her or her husband will be there all the time? I could only guess at the answer to these questions.
My physical attraction to her was too natural and too real and I couldn't deny it. Sitting in my office I started of dreaming of naked Anita with me. Her face, her big and black eyes, her soft as silk cheeks, her full and juicy lips, her firm and bib boobs, and above all her beautiful ass and thighs. All were there for me to dream. Sitting on office chair I started masturbating fantasized about having those great thighs wrapped around my head or fucking that great ass. For the first time I masturbated sitting on my office chair. That was the magic of Anita.
In the next few days, I must have dreamt of her many times, and thought what I would do when we met. I started having pangs of anxiety and finally the day arrived when I was to fly out. My wife wanted to join me but for children examination she never pushed me for taking her along.
The flight to Nairobi is not a very long one but this time I felt as if it is taking longer then required. In flight I was dreaming of Anita all the time and was looking forward to meet her.
As I came out of Customs area I saw her, she was looking around for me and I waived my hand to get her attention. When she saw me, she waived back and I started walking toward her. She rushed towards me & welcomed me with a nice hug that mashed her boobs into my chest. This was unaccepted, I was taken back but heat from her body was good enough to raise a tent in my trousers.
I had met her couple of times in my childhood as her family lived in another city but I got to know her better when her father was transferred to our town and they started staying near to our house. It's hard for me to remember exactly when I started looking at Anita in a way other than just as younger sister (she is 2 year younger to me).
In a conservative society of India 25 years back I knew it would never become a reality, also I didn’t have the nerve to even attempt to make it happen. Despite all this as she grew my desire for her grew, by the time Anita was 21 Years she seemed to develop all the physical attributes. She had great legs and very well developed thighs, a very pretty face with big beautiful eyes. Over all this her biggest assets were very big bobs and a very tight, nice ass.
Almost 20 years have passed but I still remember vividly the first time I got a little more than the normal view of Anita. It was during one of the summer months when she was probably 22 or maybe a little older. I went to Anita’s house for giving some papers that her father wanted. I was about to return after giving the papers to their servant when I noticed that the window to the Anita’s bedroom was wide open because of the heat (no air conditioner in hose). I still don’t know what pulled me to that window & I decided to take a look into the bedroom. Anita was in process of changing her clothes and was standing there in her bra and panty. Her back, ass and thighs were exposed to me. My breath was completely taken away from me. There right in front of me was a sight that I had only dreamed about. Anita's ass was big, beautiful and looked rock solid. Her thighs were extremely shapely. This had an incredible effect on me. I was so excited I didn't know what to do. I didn't stare long for fear of getting caught. Coming back home I straight went to bathroom and masturbated closing my eyes and dreaming of Anita.
Then onwards, I never had any opportunity to see her naked. I did have occasions to see her cleavage, her uncovered legs & part of her thighs, her armpits (at times clean shaved and at times full off hair or stubbles) and even parts of her boobs through the loose sleeve holes of her nightie.
Her father was very strict and in those days girls and boys in India use to maintain a distance even while playing. Anita was going to an all girls’ college so there was no question of any boy friend. All the boys in the locality used to talk about her and were envy of me as I was the only proud boy in locality who had privilege to talk to her or visit her house. She never dressed provocatively but she still dressed herself well. No matter what she wore, it was hard to hide her glorious body. She was the type of girl who looks good in anything she wears.
As the custom in India Anita got married right after passing college to a boy in Bombay (now Mumbai) and my fantasy remained a fantasy. I had no means of communication with her and only saw her when she came visiting her parents or as and when she would call my mother or later my wife.
Some ten-year back I got to know that her husband has migrated to Kenya with family and with that my chances of meeting on her o n yearly home visit diminished. As she shifted to Kenya visits to her parents we very few in last ten years. I think she visited only thrice including last year when her father expired. At 38 she was still stunningly beautiful. With time she had developed extra amount of flesh but all in right area.
Even though we hardly met 4/5 times in last 10 years my attraction to Anita never died, in fact meeting her last year after a gap of 5 years my desire for her even grew. The fifteen days she stayed in Delhi last year I always tried to find excuses to be around Anita as much as possible. One day I gathered courage and flirted with her, what surprised me, however, was Anita flirting back. She was no more the Anita that I knew shy, nervous, conservative. Her stay in Kenya and times had changed a lot, she was now bold and confident. This gave me courage and I tried couple of time more and she always responded back. As the days of Anita returning neared she started giving me those looks that I really began to believe that this woman would be open to any suggestion or idea I might have concerning the two of us.
I made up my mind and even at great risk, decided that once for all I had to say or do something to her and I had to do it before she left Delhi. The problem was getting her alone long enough to tell her what I now felt was a necessity. Fifteen days flew and I could not find that right moment and situation.
The D-day arrived and she flew back once again leaving me behind with my fantasies but her visit just reinforced the fantasy that continued building in my active imagination.
I now feel that god was by my side. Three months back I received a business inquiry from Nairobi. I have staff to take care of any new inquires but as it was from Nairobi I personally followed it up and last week when it was time to finalize the business I offered my buyers to visit them. My staff was quite surprised as the volume was not big and spending all the money to visit was not right business proposition. I am the boss so no one objected and my visit program was finalized.
I fixed my program and as the air ticket and hotel reservation were confirmed I called Anita. I had a feeling some where in my heart that time has come for me to fulfill my long cherished fantasy. My heart was pounding with nervousness as I dialed the number. Anita answered on the seventh ring (I was counting the rings). "Hi Anita," I said. "This is Naveen. How are you doing?"
"I'm fine Naveen," she said in that sweet voice of hers. "Are you doing alright?" She seemed to be surprised on receive my call.
"I'm doing ok," I said. "I am coming to Nairobi next week for an business meeting so I thought of checking with you if you and Ravi (her husband) are available.” My voice was shaking and my heart was pounding and for just a brief instant I thought I was going to lose my nerve but I recovered quickly.
"That’s great, I am glad you are coming.” She replied back without giving any consideration to my excitement.
"I will arrive on Thursday but will stay over on Saturday and Sunday if you people are available”. I replied.
“Off course we are available, how about kids and Shiela (my wife), are they also coming?”
"It is examination time here so I don’t think they can make it this time.” I replied.
“Oh, anyway you should keep time for us apart from business, it is first time any of my relatives is visiting.” She replied.
“I need two days from business and I am keeping another two days just for you people, that make it four days trip”
“I think you have to give us more time, come with a open ticket and we will decide your return once you come” She replied
I said. "I will decide once I arrive as of now my plan is to come back on Sunday”.
"Ok, if you say so," she said, “Give me your flight details I will pick you up from airport”.
"Don’t give this any thought. My hotel is confirmed and I have a free pickup. I will call you on reaching."
Anita was furious on hearing “hotel”, “We have a nice house and can always spare you room, why you will stay in hotel.” “No way give me your flight details & you are staying with us, cancel all your hotel bookings”. She almost ordered me.
“I am on business so it will be hassle staying with you but be assured I will shift to your place once the meetings are over” I explained to her.
Anita was pacified with my explanation “Ok if you say so, but I will pick you from airport no need of pickup”.
We chatted for two or three more minutes before the conversation ended
As I hung the phone there were so many thoughts going through my head. Will I be able to fulfill my fantasy this time? Would she be willing? Does she have similar feelings for me? Will I get any free time with her or her husband will be there all the time? I could only guess at the answer to these questions.
My physical attraction to her was too natural and too real and I couldn't deny it. Sitting in my office I started of dreaming of naked Anita with me. Her face, her big and black eyes, her soft as silk cheeks, her full and juicy lips, her firm and bib boobs, and above all her beautiful ass and thighs. All were there for me to dream. Sitting on office chair I started masturbating fantasized about having those great thighs wrapped around my head or fucking that great ass. For the first time I masturbated sitting on my office chair. That was the magic of Anita.
In the next few days, I must have dreamt of her many times, and thought what I would do when we met. I started having pangs of anxiety and finally the day arrived when I was to fly out. My wife wanted to join me but for children examination she never pushed me for taking her along.
The flight to Nairobi is not a very long one but this time I felt as if it is taking longer then required. In flight I was dreaming of Anita all the time and was looking forward to meet her.
As I came out of Customs area I saw her, she was looking around for me and I waived my hand to get her attention. When she saw me, she waived back and I started walking toward her. She rushed towards me & welcomed me with a nice hug that mashed her boobs into my chest. This was unaccepted, I was taken back but heat from her body was good enough to raise a tent in my trousers.