First Time Sex Stories #6: Basic Instinct

First Time Sex Stories #6: Basic Instinct
By Missy Younglove


Author’s Note: This work is based on a true experience that was related to me via email.


I grew up in India, the son of two doctors. We were quite wealthy by Indian standards and had a big house with a lot of servants.

My aunt and uncle would often come over on weekends and holidays, bringing my cousin with them. We’d known each other since infancy and were quite close.

She was very cute, with big brown eyes and fine features. Her skin was a very light brown, something treasured in India.

A growing sexual tension began to form between us when I was 11 and she was 10. Our conversations drifted toward sex more and more often. We started exchanging information on the mechanics of it and gossiped about any of our friends who we thought might be “doing it”.

We never got into any kind of show-and-tell or sex play, even though she gave me plenty of clues that she was willing. In fact, she kept trying harder and harder as time went on. I guess I was just too hung up on the incest thing, though, and would never let it get beyond talking.

One day she came over for a holiday celebration. She knew that the servants would be busy so she brought over a video that had been forbidden to us: Basic Instinct.

We went to my room and locked the door so nobody could surprise us. I was also forbidden to lock my door when she was in there with me, but we knew that our chances of discovery were slim that day.

We didn’t have time to watch the whole movie so my cousin took the remote control and went straight to all of the hot scenes and played them over and over. They got me pretty worked up. Then she went to the interrogation scene and played the leg crossing scene repeatedly, freezing the tape on Sharon Stone’s vulva.

I could sense that my cousin was watching me closely every time she replayed the scene, but my eyes were glued to the TV and I had the biggest erection of my life.

Finally, she left the tape frozen on the vulva and went over to my desk chair. It was only then that I noticed she was wearing a short white skirt.

“Watch,” she said.

I tore my eyes away from the blurry image to look at my cousin. She leaned back and crossed her legs. My eyes nearly fell out of my head as I got a nice glimpse of her hairless brown vulva. My jaw dropped as I realized that she hadn’t worn any panties to my house!

Then she crossed her legs the other way and I saw it again.

Drawn like a moth to a flame, I crawled toward her until I was just in front of her knees, all concerns about incest forgotten. I’d just glimpsed a real live vulva and I wanted to see more. Much more!

Knowing she had my full attention, she uncrossed her legs and spread them wide so that I had a close-up view of her bare crotch. The hairless pussy lips were the same light brown color as the rest of her, but the smooth skin darkened near her slit.