ab tak 42 - Autobiography of the Promiscuous Male

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I was sleep deprived and after tea, I slumped in my parents bed and was fast asleep in no time. I was raised by soft moans and the flicker of TV. Sakshi was lying next to me. And to my amazement her hands were in her Payajamas. Star Movies was showing some picture, I was transfixed by her moving hand in her Payajama and she was oblivious to the fact that I have gotten up. I assessed time to be somewhere 11-12 in the absence of any sound in the background.

And then I noticed my cousin sister. She was reasonably pretty and the way she carried herself, she deserved many a people to look her twice. She was 5-4, healthy with round boobs and healthy ass. She had black, thick, long and straight hair, which went back till her ass. The complexion was towards the fair of wheatish and small mouth on the oval face. Also, by whatever I had seen her, she looked quite dominating personalty.

In contrast, I was just a shade short of my 18th Birthday, had grown to the hieght of 5-8. I had never shaved my facial hair and was just content of getting a zero-cut trim. I had strong legs and generally lean body.

I kept looking at her hand moving rhythmically inside her payajama. She was rubbing herself rather than fingering herself. She was around 2 Ft away from me. I assessed the situation and stirred in bed. I looked from the corner of my semi closed eyes, she looked at me and withdrew her hands from her payajama. I turned the other side and spread my legs just to turn back her side, thereby reducing the distance to merely a feet.

After around 5-7 minutes, she thought that I am asleep only and she inserted her hand again in her payajama. I stretched my hand as if still in sleep and landed the same just below her boobs. If she was startled, she didnot show it. She just removed my hand. She also removed her hand and got up and went to the washroom.

Sleep was gone and my mind was focused on the sexy girl who was lying next to me. TV was still flickering with images and no volume. If there were any thoughts about my parents, it was replaced by the thought that what if Sakshi decides to sleep in the single bed in my room.