Summer vacations were a joy for us cousins – we all lived in a different cities and during the vacations would head for our grandma's house in the village. It was a beautiful place in the midst of fields and lush green woods. Nearby was our joy – a river – not too fast or deep for it to be banned for us city slickers – but just perfect. It was as near heaven as it would ever get for me.
Also nearby was a tribal village and some of the women would come to do the housework at grandma's. Amongst them, were Kaveri – a buxom woman of 30 and Lalitha – a pretty girl who must have been only about five years older than me but to us, it was like she was a grown up.
Everyday Kaveri or Lalitha would head for the river to wash clothes and we would tag along to bathe. Those days there was nothing called bathing trunks – I would strip down to my underwear and jump in. My two cousins – Riya and Reema – would strip down to their petticoats. Lalitha would then wash all our clothes and then we would head home.
Grandma was very strict about hygiene so we were supposed to take along soap and use it. Of course I would never bother to actually use it so she told the ladies to soap me down. Initially I was shy, but then soon started to enjoy and look forward to it. If it was Lalitha, she would lovingly soap me all over, gently put her hand inside my underwear and soap my cock and then would tell me to duck underwater.
If it was Kaveri - she would take great pleasure in the act. She would insist my standing nude while she would slowly do the job. Meanwhile my cousins would be staring and giggling all the time.
Sometimes she would soap them down too, she make them remove their petticoats as well as panties and they would shyly duck under water. It was all innocent fun. At the same time it was good sex education for us cousins. In fact Kaveri showed me how to clean my cock by pulling the foreskin back and soaping it. I remember how painful it was the first time but Kaveri insisted on washing it.
She would take great pleasure in cupping my balls and squeezing my cock. She would say " you are going to be a big man someday, bigger than my old man!".
She would also make the girls wash their cunts by putting their fingers inside. That was my first knowledge of women's anatomy.
The turning point came in the year 2000 – I reached Grandma's after a 2 year gap and was tounge-tied when I saw Lalitha. She had blossomed into a beautiful woman. She wore a thin cotton shift and I could make out the swell of her breasts underneath it. She smiled when she saw me and gave me a hug. My six inch tool rose to attention!
My cousins joined me that evening and I noted that Lalitha was not the only one who had changed. Riya and Reema had filled out into pretty girls of 18 with perky bumps underneath their tight T shirts. Riya who was a year younger than Reema and me seemed very interested in my crotch – I caught her looking at it more than once.
Next day, the three of us hung around the courtyard wondering who would broach the subject of going to the river. Grandma expressed her reluctance at sending the obviously hot and horny girls to bathe in public so finally Lalitha and I set out to much pouting and long faces by the girls.
The riverside was unusually deserted. I took off my shirt and was wondering what next -I was feeling a bit shy at this point. Lalitha came up and started pulling at my shorts – "take them off, what are you waiting for? So I stripped to my tiny briefs. I think Lalitha was a bit taken aback when she saw the lump my tool was making under those briefs, but she just smiled and told me to jump into the river. I swam around for some time watching her wash the clothes. Finally she came over with the soap and asked me to come out.
As usual she soaped my hair and then my face and front. She was rubbing my back when suddenly in a swift movement, she put her hands in my briefs, soaped my ass and then moved front to soap my cock and my balls. It was all over so sudden, that I wondered whether I dreamt it!
Sigh! it was then time to head back home. I could see a smile on her face while walking back. Riya and Reema were waiting for me and gave me a tough time asking how it was at the river. This went on for a couple of days till we both got over our shyness.