I’ll try making the story as lively as possible such that it feels real to you all.The protagonist of the story is me Shivang and complementing me i... my sister Yashvi and her teacher Smita. Yashvi is my 1st cousin and we live in a joint family in a duplex flat in Mumbai. Describing the sexy women, Yashvi is 21, very short in height and has got fats in right place but not fat in any case. Her height must be 5ft with boobs of 32, waist of 28/29 and ass of 34. She is mildly fair and usually wears. Out bodies will brush against each other. She will not give any reactions. She will act normal. This continued daily and whenever possible I took the chance. One day while coming thru the corridor she asked me to go in so that she could come in. I was very sad. After that I didn’t speak well to anyone in home. My grandma asked me what the matter. I told nothing and saw her and she also turned to look at me.The next day: (I had tuition early in the morning ie at 6 30. I had to start from home at. I pulled her face close to me planted a kiss on her lips and started playing with her tongue. While kissing she took off my t-shirt and started rubbing her hands on my chest touching my neck, nipples, stomach and was feeling my entire body. I slowly kept her down on bed took out the button of her shorts and took it out completely. I then kept my hands inside her panty and started rubbing her vagina she was already wet I touched her clitoris and rubbed it nicely. She started moaning. I took off. She complained that the last time it happened, she had been under such stress that she could not focus on schoolwork or sleep well, and that when it happened the second time, she could be ready for it, and be relaxed. This seemed like total and complete bullshit to Alan. He was asked by his mother to fill in for Karen while she was in her "stress period." He had argued, but to no avail. The week slowly crawled by, with Alan doing all of the chores around the house. He despised doing.