I’m Aparna Raj, 17 years old and soon to be 18.

Coming from a strict Orthodox family, I couldn’t enjoy my life the way I wanted to. Studying in a girls' school only clipped my wings. But that never stopped me. 

I explored.

I played my roles well—the role of an obedient daughter, a nerdy student, an all-rounder at school, and a shy girl.

Unknown to them, there is a version of me that is hidden inside me that I’m eagerly waiting to unleash.

Currently I’m packing. I’m moving to Bangalore for my further studies. My uncle and his family are settled in Bangalore.  I detest staying with them. Not because they are bad, but because my reason for coming to Bangalore wasn’t just studies. If I protested not staying with them, I would lose the chance to explore the city and my goals.

So here I am currently packing my bags, as the flight is in the morning.

My uncle's family consists of him—Ajay, his wife—Kamala, and her twins—Maya and Madhav, both currently in the US. With their kids not at home, they were happy when they got to know that I would be moving to Bangalore. Even if I’ll be staying with them, I will find ways to execute my plan.

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My dad and I took the flight to Bangalore.  When we landed and came out of the airport, I saw my uncle and aunt waiting for us. My uncle, Ajay, even in his late 40s, still looks like he is in his 30s. 

A stud.

My breath hitched looking at him. 

Dressed in a black shirt and blue jeans, he looked handsome. I have not seen him in 5 years, and now he looks so good, handsome. I looked at myself, dressed in a salwar kameez. I feel a bit inferior, but I brushed off those thoughts. Straightening my back, I walked behind my father towards them.

The moment his eyes landed on me, I saw him looking at me up and down, more like scrutinizing with a piercing gaze. Before I could look clearly, he averted his gaze.

I stayed silent most of the ride. I only spoke when asked.

Reaching their home, I was shown a room presumably Maya's. I looked around and found the room nice but not my type. It looked out of a Pinterest post.

I played the role of an obedient girl.

My dad left in the evening once I settled in.

The whole day was uneventful except for the feeling of a piercing gaze on me.

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Settled in, I tossed and turned, but I couldn't fall asleep. Sighing, I sat up and decided to drink up some water.

Walking back from the kitchen, I heard some muffled sounds from my aunt's room. Making sure I wasn't making any sound, I pressed my ears onto the door.

My aunts' moans, my uncles' grunts, the sound of skin slapping—I could hear it clearly. All of this made me wet. Before I knew it, I pushed my hand inside the pants and felt my pussy over the panty, and it was soaked. Setting it aside, I played with my clit, leaning on the wall. It didn't take me long before I came.

Not wanting to get caught, I rushed back to my room without making any sounds.