One Trip Stand - Part 3
One Trip Stand - Part 3
Part 3 - Staying naked
When I started writing about Arunika, I knew that it will be a long story. I had known her for a long time. Our sexual encounter was brief, but it was a concentrated 5 day extract of sex and cum. I had planned this as a three part story, and I sticking to it. This part picks up after we checked into the Airbnb in Mcleodganj. You need not read Part 1 and Part 2 to enjoy the sexual content, but, I strongly recommend that you read them to know how sexual Arunika was, and the way our intimacy dynamics was. Happy Reading!
Previously
A One Trip Stand — The Book
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After an evening filled with alcohol, nicotine, weed, sex and cum; me and Arunika arrived at Mcleodganj. I am not a travel blogger and I would fail to describe how beautiful the place. Being in Bombay, I am used to seeing beaches, but mountains have a different allure to them. It was cold (by Bombay standards) and who doesn’t love that kind of cold? I wore a jacket and Arunika was wearing a pair of denim jeans and green top when we landed (the photo in Part 1).
The night before, I had slept with Arunika on top of me. I don’t know when she came to my side, but when I woke up at 5 AM, we were naked, our bodies entangled. She looked pretty sleeping, her hair on her cheek. I remembered how I had cum inside her and the blissful sleep I had gotten after it. Her comforting weight and the feeling of ownership of her body was a heady mix. I kissed her on the cheeks before waking her up.
All through the flight and the taxi ride to Mcleodganj, she and I were stuck together. I loved her warm body against mine. We had to rush when we woke up in the morning. She had no make-up on, but looked lovely in her outfit. We looked like any other young couple, however, the frequency in which we touched each other, probably gave away that we were still new to each other’s bodies.
The Airbnb host was a lovely woman. She showed us our room. It was an independent home, within the campus. There was another such house attached to it, but it was not occupied. It had large windows, and a green lawn outside. The bed was huge and comfortable. There was hardly any seating, except a small couch. I don’t think the host expected people coming there to sit. A comfy bed and mountains = lots of sex. This is the second time, I’d mention Shikha while talking about Arunika, but from what I know through our conversations, Shikha would have loved that Airbnb.
The Airbnb was stocked a big packet of Maggie, some sachets of Nescafe coffee and a decent collection of utensils to make basic things. Once the host left, we dropped our luggage and made out. I was craving to feel her body. All through the flight, Arunika had teased me, touching my dick through my pants. I played with her boobs, through her tee. I slipped my hand inside the tee to feel her naked waist, warm and smooth. I had a raging hard on, but I was also tired and hungry from the trip. It was 1 PM-ish by the time we had checked-in.
We decided to follow the host’s recommendation for a cafe downstairs. After an evening in which I came in her mouth and then inside her, Arunika had gotten comfortable changing in front of me. She took off her tee and jeans, changed out of underwear and searched for a change of clothes in her suitcase. She was standing there naked, bending over. The curtains were still drawn, she didn’t care if somebody saw her through the window. There was lot of light in the room, and I loved seeing her ass in the glory of the Mcleodganj’s sunlight.
I got up to change too, but before I made way to suitcase, I slapped her ass. She winced, and laughed, looking back at me. Her breasts were perky, even when she was bent over. Even after sucking on them for quite some time, I still couldn’t get over her eraser shaped nipples. I kissed her on the lips and touched her pussy from behind. She wasn’t wet, I didn’t force my finger in.
Arunika wore the denim shorts that she wore the last night to the bar in Delhi and a colorful shirt, lazily tied on the torso (the photo that you see in Part 2). When I say we went downstairs, it was more like going downhill. The cafe had a modest menu, but a chill vibe, solely because of the kind of people there at the time.
Arunika and I sat across each other. We ordered cappuccinos and some food to go with it. She remarked how peaceful the place was, away from the obsessive honks of the city (though, there were still more than few honks and bike noises). I extended my hand, she put hers in mine.
“It’s only been a day, but I love this trip already”, I told her. She smiled. I meant what I said.
“So, what’s our plan for the rest of the day?” She asked me.
I told her that after we finished here, we will go around the place for a walk. The market was nearby, we could go around and explore it. We will find a liquor shop and buy enough alcohol to last night. She told me that she was tired to go out this afternoon and shift all these to tomorrow. She was caressing my arm with a finger when she said the word tired. We agreed that we cannot stay in a room with zero alcohol. After we finished there, she told me to click a picture for her WhatsApp. We clicked a few selfies as we walked up to the market. She held on to my arm, all the way to the market. I bought a large bottle of whisky and six cans of beer.
When we reached the room, Arunika took off her shoes, and collapsed on the bed. I changed into my comfortable clothes, and slipped beside her in the bed. I pulled the covers on us. She looked at me, and burrowed into my shoulder. I told her that she should get more comfortable.
“Take off my clothes”, she said with her eyes closed. I pulled the loose knot of her shirt and took it off. I unbuttoned her shorts and pulled them. She slid off those, with her eyes closed. The only time she took her leg off me, was when I pulled her shorts. I unclasped her bra and took them off. I kissed her nipples and I sucked on each of them for a little while. Arunika smiled and played with my hair while I played with her nipples.
I slid my hand inside her panty, to touch her pussy. It was warm and wet. I slid a finger on her slit, to tease her. I took off her panty. She closed her legs and turned towards me and put her arm across me. She wanted to sleep. I obliged. I covered her with the blanket and got comfortable beside her.
The Story is far from Over!