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This story is the continuation of the part ‘The Challenge: Prelude’.

Having an appetite for food makes you fat, but having an appetite for sex makes you fit. This is what I learned in last 5 months. I still remember how awesome and transforming the week was when I had sex with Raj, my cousin. We have an age difference of 11 yrs and he was baby-sitting me since I was 5. I don’t consider us to be brother-sister, nor we are friends, our relationship is different, kind of like a teacher-student. And to further strengthen this bonding recently he taught me a new lesson, sex. But since then my hunger for sex grew. I couldn’t stay away from Raj for long. I had the willingness to be with Raj no matter what, and fortunately there was a way.

Raj and his parents had moved to Delhi because of his father’s transfer. But now Raj was back to Pune after he was appointed as a chef here. Further adding on to the good fortune, Raj was living here alone, in the apartment where they used to live before. All I had to do is come up with a clever excuse that Raj will teach me to cook food so that I could spend a weekend at his place, once or twice a month. I did not lie when I said this; I would never lie to my parents. He did teach me how to cook, I just didn’t mention other things we did when there was time to spare.

Two weeks ago was my first overnight stay at Raj’s place. Since there was no one to disturb us, the apartment got transformed into a love mansion. We did not decorate the place; I call it that because we had sex in all possible areas and positions in the apartment. After an exhausting and hot session post dinner, we were just sleeping naked next to each other in the bed, in his parent’s bedroom because only that room had a king size bed.

Wrapping our naked bodies around each other, we were sharing short kisses.

“Sex was great. Did you enjoy your day over here?” He asked.

“Yes, I did. We did a lot of kinky stuff today. Especially the part when you fucked me in the balcony. Thank god we are on the seventh floor and this is the tallest building in the locality. Let’s hope nobody saw us.” I said all this really fast I excited to do all those stuff.

“You looked really sexy in the black gown I brought you; sorry I didn’t know your exact dress size.” He complimented me.

“Thank you. And don’t try to act innocent. I know all your naughty tricks by now. I know you brought smaller dress on purpose, so that it would fit tightly on my bust displaying a large cleavage.” I said this acknowledging his compliment.

He smiled slightly in response. Then he grabbed by boob squeezing it gently. “You do really know how to heat up any situation with your raw sexual appeal. It has really been a great pleasure for me to know you more intimately than ever.” He continued.

“I too enjoy our physical moments. And I love you for that.” I said.

“What…Shit!” With a sudden shock he stood up, wore his pants and went out of the room. For a second there I didn’t realize what I said to make him upset, then it hit me. “Ahh! The ‘L’ word. Why did I say that?” I hit myself on head blaming for what I did. Wearing a robe adjacent to the bed, I went looking for him. Raj was standing in the balcony staring into the darkness of the sky.

He was lost in his thoughts when I interrupted him,
“Hey! Are you alright?” I asked whispering in his ear while hugging him from behind. He pulled me to the side holding my hand and looked at me.

“Why did you say that, the ‘L’ word?” He asked, in a disturbed upset voice.

“I am sorry! I don’t know, I wasn’t thinking straight and accidentally those words came out in the heat of the moment. I am really so… ” I rushed with all these words in panic state trying to fix the situation. He stopped me then we pulled up the chairs which were there and sat down. I was about to continue with my clarification as I didn’t want to end this relationship or the arrangement we have. ‘Arrangement’ that’s what Raj called it. He then looked into my eyes and said,

“Reeti, it’s okay. You need not give any justification. Just answer me this, do you really mean it, what you said earlier.” He asked me in a soft yet firm voice.

Though I said those words in excitement, there was no denying I had feelings for Raj. So with a heavy heart, I said, “Yes.” Thought I was being honest, but I regretted saying it because I knew that it meant him leaving me. But Raj did not respond in any way like I expected, it was a shock for him, still he was calm. He pulled his chair closer to mine, took my hands in his and started talking,

“Listen to me carefully. What we have here, our intentions are pure, but it won’t be accepted by the society, especially your parents. I know I started it, but you need to understand that our actions are purely physical. The sex we have is just for educational purpose. You need to get over these feelings else we will have to stop having sex.”

“I know, I understand what you are trying to say. I don’t want to stop either. But you are the first and only guy I have opened up to so I am bound develop feelings for you. How do I get over them, help me, please! I… I don’t want to end…” I burst into tears while stumbling with those words.

“I’m sorry”, he said and stood up to leave. He turned and started walking, but suddenly he stopped. “You know, there is a way for you to get over these feelings.” He said this while turning around. It felt like a great idea struck him, but he was slowly building up the conversation. “I don’t know if you would like it, but I have an idea. Still it’s up to you whether to agree to it.”

I looked up at him with curiosity because I was unable to anticipate what he was going to say. He was taking a dramatic pause for some reason. Then finally he spoke, “Okay, here it goes. You need to have sex with other men.” This idea, it was a big thing for me to digest. In the dark surrounding with just dim moon light, his eyes twinkled with this idea. Before I could start reasoning will the flooded thoughts in my mind, he said, “Wait! Don’t take this in a wrong way, think about it. It will be difficult at first, to have sex with other men but once you get used it you will see the truth. Truth about sex that it is purely physical and your emotional attachments will fade away.” What Raj suggested me, in a way it would mean me betraying or cheating on him, yet he had a strange smile on his face. Excitement, a hint of cheerfulness in his behavior, something I did not expect.

Raj came close, made me stand up touching my shoulders and asked, “So, what do you think? It’s the only way.” There was a lot for me to think about, decide if what I will do is morally right or wrong still I simply nodded with agreement. Hearing my approval to this idea Raj smiled and hugged me tight. Then he slid his arms grabbing my ass indicating for us to resume the previously interrupted action.

Next morning, I woke up around 9. Raj was not in the room, when I looked around I found a note. ‘Had some urgent work at the restaurant so I went without informing, I’ll be back by lunch time.’ I got out of the bed, wore my underwear and was about to get freshen up and, the door bell rang. “It has to be Raj, who else could it be. His work must have finished early and he came to surprise me. But I’ll put on the robe, just on safe side.”

The door bell rang again, so I went to open the door quickly. While I opened the door I heard a voice from the other side calling, “Raj.” He was casually dressed muscular tall guy with a thick book in his hand and was about to knock on the door. He was stunned to see me, probably didn’t expect anyone else to attend the door.

“Hello. I am Ajay. Is Raj home? I’m his friend.” He asked politely

“Am…no Raj is not home. Do you want me to give any message to him?” I asked.

“Well, I work part-time in a college library, so Raj asked me to bring some cook book.” He said this while reorienting a book. An old fat book sealed in a plastic bag, had the title in gold ink ‘Ancient Recipes’.

It might feel impolite to keep him waiting outside so I called him inside. He sat on the sofa while I got him a glass of water. “I’ll call Raj and ask what to do. Till then you just sit here and be comfortable.” Saying this I went inside the bedroom.

“Hello Raj, there’s the guy who came for you. He has a book with him, he said you asked for it. His name is Ajay.” I said this and then listened carefully what he told me. Then I went out and said, “I called Raj. He told you to wait; he’ll be back in an hour. You sit here be comfortable, watch TV if you like; I’ll just go freshen up.”

I had a quick bath and got dressed. Unfortunately the only clean clothes I had were the ones Raj brought for me, a low cut blue sleeveless top and a jeans mini skirt. It felt awkward to wear it and go in front of Ajay, but there was another thought that was troubling me more. Swiftly I passed by Ajay who was checking messages on his phone and went in the bedroom to call Raj, again.

In a firm, bit loud voice, “Hello Raj, What do you mean when you said, Ajay is your first challenge, take good care of him. Do you really want me to have sex with a guy I just met? How am I supposed to start a conversation that will lead to sex?” I almost yelled at him.

“Calm down Reeti, I have taken care of the initiation. You just have to make sure that Ajay goes all the way.” Raj said this confidently as if it’s not a big deal. Then he gave some instructions for me to follow. I was angry with Raj’s methods of making me have sex with other men, but then it was the only option and I agreed to it.

Ajay was getting bored by then, so he was looking around the house. “Do you need anything?” I asked interrupting his search.

“No. Nothing, if it will take long for Raj to come back, I’ll leave the book here and collect it later. It’s not a problem.” Saying this he pointed at the book he placed on the table front of the sofa and turned to walk towards the door. Probably he was getting uncomfortable to see me in this ‘slutty’ outfit.

“No, wait!” I stopped him. “I called Raj again; he told me that it will take him another two hours. Actually he asked for another favour, if you have time.” Ajay stopped and turned. He was listening to me but was unable to fix his eyes on one point anywhere on or around me. I continued with the favour, “Raj only needs one specific recipe from the book. So if you read it, I will write it down, then you can take the book with you.”

It took me a couple of minutes to get a writing pad and pen. Then we settled down on the sofa. Ajay carefully took out the book from the plastic bag as the book was old and binding of the pages had become loose. Ajay did not bother to open the book before bringing it from the library, he simply opened the specific page number Raj gave and started reading it. Around 15 to 20 minutes later the whole recipe had been copied. But by then the atmosphere got heated up. Not because of summer heat, it was the content of the book that made the situation steamy. The book did mention the food item which Ajay narrated and I wrote down, but after listening to the content carefully we realized something. This book ‘Ancient Recipe’ wasn’t related to food but was related to sex. Both understood it but neither admitted the truth. This book was so effective that by just reading it Ajay got a hard-on and I got aroused too with desperate need to have sex.

Someone had to start, so I did it, “It’s getting really hot in here. Maybe we should take off our clothes.” Saying this I started stripping. Agreeing to what I said, Ajay took off his clothes too. Neither of us had the patience to get settled in the bedroom, we quickly moved the table and began our action on the carpet itself. We were no first timers so no formality was needed. And hence began the session of raw hardcore sex.

I lay down and he came on top of me. We started with kissing really hard with full tongue action. We didn’t used hands for support. It was like our heads were in sync as we moved a lot yet no one was willing to let go the kiss. ‘Suck the lemon really hard, and then move your tongue to feel the juice.’ That’s what the book said.

‘If a couple of melons are available then you are in luck. Grab, roll, squeeze then suck them hard. If you place the banana in between then it will improve the flavour.’ Ajay really understood these lines and followed the instructions exactly. I was kneeling down while he stood in front moving his hip too-and-fro. That’s when I really noticed his big dick, bigger than Raj’s. I can say this for sure because I was able to lick and suck on the head while his shaft was being squeezed between my big boobs.

‘Before commencing the juicing procedure, make sure you lubricate the both simultaneously, the stick and the hole.’ This time he was down and I was on top of him after making a 180 degrees turn. I started giving a blow, trying to take in, as deep as possible without choking myself. Meanwhile he was pleasuring my nether-lips (pussy) with his really flexible tongue. Pleasuring each other simultaneously was extremely arousing.

‘Now to the main juice making process: Insert the stick in the hole gently making sure it enters. Then start moving it up and down in a predefined rhythm. Slow and shallow at first to get you started, then go faster and then go slow and deep. Repeat the cycle again.’ Ajay was on fire as he inserted his dick and started thrusting me hard and deep. Taking in this big dick for the first time made me feel that he might rip me apart. But it was so pleasurable that I didn’t want him to stop.

“Oh yeh baby! Fuck me! Fuck me hard.” I never said this willingly ever before, guess that time it came out involuntarily. Hearing me get excited, he picked me up in the air and rested me on the table in order to get comfortable and increase the speed.

Then turning me around, holding my hip firmly he started thrusting from behind. ‘Make sure you rotate the hole in order to get most juice out if it.’ That’s what the book said, Ajay simply followed it. Then he picked up speed and started hitting really hard. ‘Doggy style’, the famous position to show who is in-charge. All men do it, so did Ajay. He held my hip tight and was pounding aggressively. He spanked me a couple of times saying, “Bad slutty girl, you need to be punished.”

This was really my first but I enjoyed it too much to be bothered by what he said. I couldn’t help but continue to moan and scream “Oh god!” repeatedly. At this rate I knew I wasn’t going to last long. A few strokes later we climaxed together as I ended with, “Ohhh, ohhh, ohhh…yes!” I could feel his warm cum flowing in me. Exhausted of all the action we both rested on the carpet.

Though this action comparatively was short lived but it gave me the most pleasure. I dozed off on the carpet until the door bell woke me up. By then Ajay was already gone. He was a beast while having sex, but after we were done, he was too shy even to say good-bye.

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