The Challenge – Prelude: Loosing virginity, the right way

What is sex? Basically, I mean, people do try a lot of variations by using different positions, using different holes for pleasure and toys. But to put it simply, sex is the to-and-fro motion of the dick in a vagina causing excitement, pleasure and finally cum. It’s heavenly at first, but when you do the same thing again and again with the same person. It starts to get boring. I was never a fan of toys to be used as a substitute for pleasure. I want to do something that is challenging, so that I get the pleasure and satisfaction I got when I had sex for the first time. Oh! The first time, I’ll never forget the feeling of having sex the first time.

It happened 5 months ago during summer vacations. My younger brother who is still in school had his holidays. My parents had planned a trip for a week in the village, a remote place with not much access to technology. Though I never liked that place, my parents were fond of it as they were born there. Thankfully I will not be able to visit this time because of my college. I am doing engineering; my holidays simply don’t coincide with my brother’s. I was very excited to stay home, alone for a week. I’ll call my friends over; well have late night parties, music, etc. While my parents were packing and getting ready to leave, I was lost in my thoughts, planning the parties. I was really elevated with those thoughts, until the door-bell ruined it all. At the door was Raj with a bag pack.

“Aa gaye beta(You came?). You are doing a big favour on us.” Said my mother, as she approached the door from behind.

“Mom, what is all this about? Why is he here?” I said. I feared as I knew what my mom is going to say and was praying for her not to say the same. But it didn’t work.

“Raj has come to stay here till the time we are back.” She said.

“But mom, I am 21, a grown up now. I don’t need baby-sitting.” I stressed this point raising my voice. Just to clear things, Raj is my cousin who lives nearby. He is 11 yrs older than me and has been baby-sitting me since I was 5.

“Oh come on, Reeti. No matter how old you get, you will still be my little girl.” My father interrupted.

“But…I am…I don’t…”

“No buts. Raj will be staying here and that’s final.” my mom said in firm voice.

My parents where gone and I was home with Raj. He was outside watching TV while I lay in bed moping over my plans getting crumbled. Raj was an attractive guy. I had a bit of a crush on him while growing up. But over the years he got obsessed on silly childish things like superhero comics, animated movies and some other stuff. His ‘nerdy’ glasses and these hobbies gave him a bit of repulsive personality. No wonder he was still single even after crossing 30. I had this fixed opinion about him, but it all changed in just a week.

Later that night Raj called me for dinner. He had prepared Butter chicken and Roti among other delicacies. I could tell with just the great smell what was cooked without looking. Well, Raj is a chef by profession and is really good at it, at least that’s what I’ve heard. I will taste his food for the first time. With the first bite, I realized how good he was at cooking. “Tasty food bro.” was the only words from my mouth and then I focused on eating all up especially the butter chicken. This dish usually has a mild taste but Raj had done some variation to it since he knew I liked spicy food. After we were done I went to the washroom.

Remembering the taste of the awesome food I ate, I was a bit attracted to Raj. It also seemed a bit weird that he didn’t say a word while having dinner. Looking in the mirror made me realize the reason for his weird behaviour. Eating that spicy food made me sweaty, also while drinking water I spilled a little on my T-shirt to further add on to that, it was night time so I didn’t wear any bra.