A One Trip Stand - Part 1
A One Trip Stand - Part 1
Part 1 - The Pre-Trip
This has the distinction of being my last travel fuck. COVID happened and since then, I’ve restricted my fuck radius to 200 km of Bombay. This one is about the trip to McLeod Ganj with Arunika. For those who don’t know about McLeod Ganj — it’s a beautiful hill station in Himachal Pradesh. It was not very cold during that time, but was the perfect time to be in bed and enjoy a warm body. It was a 5 day trip and was sexually charged right from the first few hours. Like all my lovers, I couldn’t have done justice to the sex appeal of the situation, without giving our backstory. This will be a three part story, broken up to give you pleasure in short bursts. Happy Reading!
A One Trip Stand — The Book
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The History
I had met Arunika in person, on the first day of college. I knew of her through a mutual friend, Antara. Arunika was Antara’s roommate during their entrance coaching days in Class 11-12. I’d talk to Antara often (we were platonic, mostly). Arunika had heard about me through her. When the counseling results were declared, she got to know from Antara that I got into the same college. She got in touch with me through Orkut (yes, that was 2010, and I feel really old when saying this — but Orkut used to be the Facebook of that time, at least in India).
We texted on Orkut and then exchanged email IDs and started texting on Gmail Chat. We chatted about basic things like when we’d be arriving at the college, what all we know about the hostel situation and things as such. Neither of us had real display pictures. I had Messi as my DP and she had some anime girl as hers. Camera phones weren’t cheap then, so you wouldn’t expect real pics during as profile pictures.
On the day of admission, as a matter of chance, she and I ended up filling the form around the same location of the auditorium. I didn’t know how she looked, but someone called her name and I looked up. Arunika was a short girl, maybe an inch above 5 ft. She wasn’t curvy (to be fair, she was barely 18 at that time). She had an ample bust, but there was something about the way she carried herself. She had a way of standing overly straight, pushing her breasts onto you. She wore a jeans and a top. Her ass was small, but shapely. Like a small peach, calling out to be grabbed. She was thin, with no hint of a tummy, which made her breasts look large compared to her body. Her hair was of shoulder length. Her face was heart shaped, with large eyes and an easy smile.
I walked up to her and introduced myself. She recognized me right away and asked me which hostel I was allotted. We chit chatted and exchanged our phone numbers. For the first year, we shared a lot of lectures. We would text about notes and met often in the library. She was friends with Manisha, the girl with whom I’d eventually fall in love with in college. I had a huge crush on Manisha, and through Arunika I’d arrange for meet-ups in the library. That’s how me and Arunika got to know each other more.
After the first year, Arunika earned quite a reputation in the college. Let’s just say, she spread her legs too often. She didn’t have a steady boyfriend, and in my small friend circle, I knew two guys whom she’d slept with. There was a scandal in which she was caught with a guy with her jeans down in an empty classroom. She was unfazed by such publicity. Although, me and Arunika fell out of touch in the later years of college, I had a fondness and respect for her. Almost all the girls in our college were uptight, but she was easy going and from what I heard, she had loads of ‘fun’.
After Graduating from College, I came to Bombay and she went to Hyderabad to join an IT firm. We’d text now and then, to catch up. I was amidst a string of relationships and hook-ups during that time. It never crossed my mind to flirt with her. There was one time, when she sent me a few pictures of her. I’d commented on her WhatsApp DP, and she sent me all the pictures that were taken in that lot. She said that it was taken by her boyfriend of that time after the spent a spicy night together (her words, not mine). She was wearing tight black shorts and a baggy sweater.
By 24, Arunika had developed into quite a sight. She had gained weight in just the right places. Even in the baggy sweater, her breasts made a teasing outline. Her poses were hot, especially the lip bites that she had done in the photos which she sent me. Her thighs looked deliciously thick, the kind of thighs you’d want to leave bite marks on. Her bare thighs made me want to jerk off. Instead, I met with Aradhana that night, fucked her a familiar body and came while thinking about Arunika’s thighs.
The Fling
Fast forward to 2019, we were 27. I was out of a relationship, which had left me a scarred. I was back to hooking up randomly, would fuck anyone who would open their legs. Before that, for almost a year, I was in a monogamous relationship. The thrill of charming a girl and bedding her was exciting to me again. One morning, out of nowhere, Arunika texted me.
“Hey, I just wanted to tell you that I had a huge crush on you in college”
At first, I thought either she was trolling me or the text was meant for someone else.
“You did? Is this some kind of dare?” I texted her back.
She texted, “No, I really liked you. Too bad you never hit on me”
We texted a lot after that day. By then, she had quit her job and was about to finish her MBA. She’d text me in between classes. We would text almost the entire evening till late AM. She had become a stoner. It was a turn on, but it also meant that it was hard to talk about anything meaningful when she was almost always stoned out of her mind. She’d be free around 12 AM at night, after her long UNO sessions. We weren’t just texting, we were flirting. She’d send me her random selfies. I’d tell her that her clothes were too loose. Soon, she started sending me her post-workout photos. She’d be in her sports bra and tight leggings. I loved looking at her cameltoe and her perky breasts. She had toned herself and had the hottest navel I’d seen.
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The Trip
One day I told her that I want to meet her.
“What do you have in mind?” she asked me.
“A hill station. You and me, in a cozy room” I replied back.
She told me that she was up for it, but I’d have to plan it since she’d be busy with her exams (and being high). It’s very easy to plan a trip when you think with your dick and have money to burn. I booked us an luxurious Airbnb for 5 days in McLeod Ganj. I told her to travel to Delhi and then we’d fly from Delhi to Dharamshala. I booked us a hotel near Delhi airport for one night’s stay and catch an early morning flight to Dharamshala. We were to reach Delhi together on Sunday evening, and then fly to Dharamshala on Monday.
The days leading up to my trip were exciting. I wasn’t sitting around texting only Arunika. In the times when she was in class or would be busy getting high, I would text girls from Hinge and Happn. I hooked-up with Prerna the night before flying to Delhi (more on that in a later post). My flight to Delhi and then my check-in to the hotel was uneventful. Arunika was supposed to reach the Delhi hotel around 6 PM to the hotel. I reached around 3 PM, ordered a large bottle Teacher’s and a box of ice. I texted her what she’s up to. She sent me a picture of her, before she started for Delhi. It was a simple outfit, but it made my dick twitch.
I should make something clear at this point. Very early on, after she told me she had a crush on me, I’d known that she and I didn’t have much in common for a lasting “relationship”. She was hot and a little air-headed. Maybe it’s because of all the weed she smoked but she laughed way too easily, and had nothing original to say. But, she was a fuck-doll. Over the course of texting her and the kinds of photos she sent me, I had gotten a deep desire to taste her pussy and dominate her peachy ass.
Pre-Trip Check-in
I was happily drunk and on my sixth cigarette when she arrived at 6 PM. I went down to receive her. After she got off the cab, she gave me a long hug. I let my hand brush past her ass, before we broke the hug. She was wearing a denim jeans and floral top. It wasn’t tight, and if someone hadn’t seen her in sports bra, would probably not know the hot body underneath the top.
We entered her details at the reception and walked up to the room. While walking up the room, I made sure to grab her by the side of waist while talking. She had a pliant body, it made my dick twitch, thinking of the large bed and the nights ahead with that body.
The room was reeking of cigarettes and booze. I hadn’t realized this before, but coming from outside, the room smelled a lot.
“You have been busy partying” she put her bag down and asked me for a cigarette. I asked her if she wanted a drink.
“Yes, but I first need to get out of these clothes”
“Sure” I made her a drink as she took out her change of clothes with a burning cigarette in her other hand. She went inside the washroom to change her clothes. I made myself comfortable on the chair, and made her a drink.
When she got out, she was wearing almost nothing. I had kept the curtains aside, so, she was standing there in the mix of natural light of dusk and artificial light of the room. She was wearing a pair of satin shorts, which didn’t cover even half of her thigh length. For a top, she wore only a camisole. It was obvious that she wasn’t wearing a bra. She had the almost finished cigarette in her hand. She walked up to me and snuffed the cigarette in the ashtray. I couldn’t help but stare at her. Her nipples, weren’t hard, but the bumps of the buds were impossible to ignore.
She sat down and smiled at me.
“What happened?” I asked
“You are staring way too much. What’s wrong? Am I over-dressed?”
I smiled and gestured towards her. As she reached for the drink, one of the straps of her camisole slipped below her other shoulder. She didn’t care. She looked straight into my eyes, as she sipped her drink. On the side that the camisole had slipped, the bump of her breast was clearly visible. The entire pose seemed very delicate – A little move her or there and the camisole would have slipped off of her breast.
We sipped our drinks and made small talk about how the travel to Delhi was. I offered a cigarette and smoked one myself as we discussed out itinerary for the rest of the trip. I had planned that we’d go out to Aero City for dinner and be back early. Our flight departed around 0630 AM the next morning, so we had to be bed early.
“We should go to bed early. We may get very little sleep though” I remarked. She just sipped her drink with a smile and made no comment about that.
She started lightly touching my hand. My dick was straining against my pants. After coming back, I had changed into a PJ and tee shirt. I didn’t wear an underwear because I hadn’t expected her to move around looking this hot within first 15 mins of coming to the room. She told me that I was sitting too far from her.
I tried to slide my chair towards her, but it would not budge without me getting up first. I got up, with an obvious erection. I caught her staring at it. She looked up to me after she saw the erection. When I was closer to her, she let her hand rest on my thigh and told me to make her another drink. As I poured her the drink, she slid her hand onto my hard dick. We locked our eyes, as she rubbed my dick through my pant. She traced the outline of my dick through the pant as she sipped her drink. We were silent.
After finishing the cigarette, she got up from her chair and went to her bag. She took out a joint and walked up to me. She took my lighter and lit it. As she exhaled the first puff, she let herself slump on the chair, her loose camisole strap slid even further. Half of her breast was visible, with nipple being only a centimeter’s slide away.
She offered me a drag. We shared the joint for a while, I had lost track of time by then. After a few drags, I could see her face slacken. Her smiles were lazy by then, her eyes heavy. She finished her second drink.
“I haven’t forgotten about that erection yet” She kept the unfinished joint on the ashtray and got up from the chair
She slipped her hand under the other strap of her camisole and slid it over her shoulder. Her camisole fell to her feet.
Arunika stood there, with her perky breasts and erect nipples. Her nipples were long, shaped like erasers, and looked glorious on her firm breasts. Her waist was toned, with no extra flab. She stepped out of her downed camisole and stepped towards me. I turned my chair towards her and she leaned down on me, resting one knee on my thigh. She leaned her head down, letting her hair brush on my face. I held her chin and brought her lips close to me. We kissed. Her mouth tasted of whisky and weed.
I held her naked waist and kissed her some more. I grabbed her breasts with both of my hands, tweaking her nipple. They were playfully long and were a pleasure to pinch. She moved up, pressing her breasts onto my face. I sucked each of them in turn. While I was doing that, I pulled her shorts down. She wasn’t wearing a panty.
She stood there naked, with no piece of clothing on her. Her thighs were thick and smooth, the color of caramelized sugar. She had trimmed her pubic hair short, which made her crotch look even more sexier, in contrast to her smooth shaven body.
I moved down to kissing her stomach. I grabbed her naked ass, feeling her fleshy cheeks, soft and taut at the same time. I pushed her onto my face, while parting her ass cheeks. I gave her little bites at every place of her stomach. And then I slid my finger between her legs. She invited me further by spreading her legs a little. Her pussy was wet and slippery. I took some of her wetness and made my way up to her clit. She had started licking my forehead at this point, had her hands around my neck. I circled around her clit, and started making my circles with more pressure on my middle finger. She let out a moan when I touched the right spot. I kept my finger at that point and began rubbing around it, in quick vigorous motion. Her entire lower body was vibrating because of what I was doing between her legs.
She rested her head on my shoulder and started humping my fingers. I alternated between quick & hard circles and slow & soft touches on her clit. She got more and more impatient when I slowed down. And then, I began my last run on her pussy. She moaned, “yes, there”. I kept playing her clit, until she came. She came hard, her legs shivered. She held on to me, with her arms around my neck and face buried. She moaned and twitched pushing onto my fingers.
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After a few moments of blissful rest, she broke the hug and kissed me. She held the tip of my dick through the pant as she kissed me deeply, pushing her tongue inside my mouth. She knelt between my legs and took her mouth on the dick head that was poking out of my pant. It was so hard, that even through my pant, my dick filled Arunika’s mouth. She looked up and smiled. She pulled at my pants, I got up to let her slide it down.
She stroked my dick and then took it in her mouth. She let a huge spit fall on my dick head and stroked me some more. Her hair was loose, and had covered the her face. I pulled her hair up and held it up as she worked on my dick. She stroked my dick with one hand as she took it deeper and deeper into her mouth. She played with my balls with another. Her tongue was licking the tip of dickhead. I had fully grown inside her mouth and she was starting to struggle to take it deeper in her throat. She took my dick deep inside her, all the way to the throat. She stayed like that she gagged. When she took my dick out to breathe, it would be shining with her spit and mucous. She stroked my dick hard till she deep-throated me again.
From all the strain of being in the pant for so long while staring at her half naked body, I was already close to cumming. Her blowjob, pushed me to the edge very quickly.
I told her, “I am cumming”
She took my dick out of her mouth and started stroking. She locked her eyes on to me as I came. My first spurt hit her cheek. She brought her face closer and took the second spurt on her mouth and chin. She had her lips tightly shut. She wanted to take my cum on her face, but wouldn’t want to taste it. She rubbed the cum over her face, with my dick. When I was finished cumming her face was glazed with my cum.
She got up and sat down on the chair, naked with my cum still on her cheeks. She took the joint and took a long drag. She took a cigarette from and offered me. I reached for the lighter, but she took it and leaned down to light it for me. Her long nipples were still hard. I stared at her naked breasts as I smoked my cigarette. We sat there, for a bit. I saw the cum dry on her face as we talked about getting ready to go out.
The actual trip, hadn’t even started then.
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