A Journey To Nirvana With Eroticism

Oh God !

My eyes wide open and I am partially paralyzed. She is there standing totally nude killing me with her eyes. She has left her hair loose, a tinge of a naughty smile on her face, a picture that would be there for a lifetime. Not a welcome that we usually receive at a doorstep of a girl who I met just a few days ago.

Sneha, a fun young bangalorian girl had the audacity to do that. It was a late evening and the train was almost empty, as usual, I try finding a seat next to people who are open to having a good a conversation.

I kept scouting every compartment, while most of them were stuck to their phones; a few were in a deep sleep already. I had no luck in finding anyone interesting, so I made myself comfortable in an empty compartment. The window seat and a cool breeze set me up the mood. I pulled out J Krishnamurthy’s book I was hooked to and started recollecting where I had stopped the previous night.

The compartment had dim lights and I had difficulties in reading but the whole space of me being alone made me comfortable. I was completely into the book, 10 minutes had already passed and there were just a couple of minutes for the train to start moving. There were a few local men who were trying to settle down next to my compartment. The train started to move and I was at peace.

Suddenly I heard a voice which asked me “Are these seats reserved?” I look up to see a pretty girl just in her early 20’s, seeming a little confused and catching her breath, she had beautiful curly hair , jeans, hoody and loafers to match the whole style. With a warm smile, I told her that the seats were unreserved and she could have them.

She had a sigh of relief and she took the seat opposite to me. While I just smiled at myself and thought it will be an interesting journey. I got back to my book as I was in middle of a thought provoking conversation that Krishnamurthy had in that book, so I really didn’t want to disturb the flow, time passed and soon I felt that the conversations were starting to drag.

I just saw that the girl was sitting plugged into music and enjoying the flow of wind through her hairs, she had a beautiful skin very soft and natural. I smiled while she responded with a beautiful smile too. I told her to just keep an eye on the bag, while I fled to the train door to catch some air too. I returned after some contemplation about the glorious life I have been leading and how the cosmic energy is flowing to make everything possible in my life.

I came back to have a small talk with the girl. We started our conversations trying to know each other. College, work, life, friends, we had a few things in common she had gone to the same college, had mutual’s friends and people we knew in general. She told me She was very happy to have met me or she would have had a very boring journey and would have just wasted her time sleeping. I thanked her and told even I felt the same.

While these conversations were happening I was in love to see her meddle with curls, I initially thought it was just the air that was making her do, but slowly I realized I had a share in that too. She could not just stop smiling, laugh and touch me every time we cracked up on a joke.

She slowly started getting really comfortable with me. She came sat by my side and saw all paintings that I had recently done. She was quite impressed with what she saw and wanted to try her hands on it. While she insisted me to take a few class, but I had to deny keeping in mind the busy schedule that I have been in.

She didn’t seem like the rest of the other college girls I have met, she was mature, fun loving, ready to explore and knew what she wanted in life. It remembered me of myself in college days. Our connections grew stronger as we kept talking and she was holding my arm while we were talking and she leaned over me a couple of times to see out of the window.

As time passed by our conversations muted a little and we became silent, while she was lost in some thoughts still holding my arm and leaning over me. While I was peaceful and happy to have met her.

The cold winds and silence were doing its magic, our eyes kept meeting and we both were waiting for the move.

Our eyes were locked to each other I could see the passion in her sparkling eyes, I glided my hand near her neck to feel the soft warmth of her skin, she shut her eyes as soon I touched her and she arched her back a little. The soft touch on her neck had turned her on and she was ready, but I wanted to tease her a little and not get things too serious, so I just moved away. She was dumbstruck, she thought we had the movement, I started laughing hard as she was amused by what just happen, she felt shy and may be a little angry too. She started hitting me on my arms and joined me in the laughter.

I made her sit on my lap, kissed her on her forehead and saw deep into her eyes. Those deep eyes had so much to tell. There can’t be anything more expressive than the eyes, they tell you so much about the person and I always feel there is a journey you can take just by looking at a girls eye. I am sure she must have felt the same. The warmth of her body on my thighs was getting to start to create tension in me.

While she was playing with my hair and I was lost in her eyes. It was magical, it was a bond, and we were lost in each other unaware of the place. The smell of her skin got me excited below my belt, she felt it and gave a naughty smile to me.

She wanted me badly, so she took over the situation and went a little rough over me, she pulled my hair back sexily and planted a deep kiss in me she slid my shirt to plant a kiss on my shoulders ( she loved my shoulders and arms the most).

We were hooked we were lost in each other. I started playing with her curls. While she was getting fully erotic. She played with my hair and planted deep kisses every time. She arched her back for me to come in on her. While I sucked on those juicy lips, our tongues met, saliva’s jelled and she was loving it. Pulling me into make us into one she was connected.

She started slowly moving her bottom’s, the heat was too much, slow movements fastened and she was literally humping me while she holding my head and kissing as she had missed me for ages. She was craving for me to touch her boobs.

She wanted me to suck on I made my move into her neck deep. Giving her the sensual touch my tongue was doing the magic. She could not control, while I started licking her neck from her neck deep to her ears the long strides made her hold me harder and press me harder on her.

The slow strides on the ears and biting them sensually gave her more pleasure it was an ecstatic movement for her. I could totally see the hunger in her eyes. She wanted me, she wanted to feel my skin my chest her hands were rolling on my bare chest and abs, she wanted to pull my shirt out and feel the warmth of my skin she could not resist it.

Thank You,

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Just as all these actions was happening. I could see we had grabbed a lot of attention from the surrounding compartments. She had not observed and I didn’t care much. The tension in me slowly was building up and we had reached a point where there was no turning back. We wanted each other at any cost and we were up for it, even if was the train.