Hello Friends, God put us here on this carnival ride called life. We close our eyes, never knowing where it’ll take us next.
Life leads us into its spaces slowly. We are not sure what awaits us next. We set out to explore it, moving circumspectly, with a sense of anticipation. Then suddenly, it opens up and teases us with its transparency. Life is so full of unpredictable beauty and strange surprises.
Do you know that feeling? When is someone just too beautiful? When someone too beautiful is sitting next to you or when someone beautiful speaks to you about something that you never expect.
Sex is simply a bundle of feelings that we express, how we attract, arouse or communicate deeper feelings. That one unexpected move that breaks the ice makes your day be remembered for your life. Read on to know that feeling and experience.
Vinod here from Chennai. I just turned 40 this year. I hope you all are safe and healthy, take good care of yourself and enjoy life reading hot stories on ISS. I was on my way to attend a destination wedding at Mussoorie. There are no direct flights from Chennai, so I booked a flight via Delhi.
It was a noon 3.30 flight from Chennai to Delhi. I had a 3-hour layover in Delhi and a connecting light at night at 9.30 from Delhi to Jolly Grant airport Dehradun, the nearest airport to Mussoorie.
Being a noon flight, the normal rush was missing, with plenty of empty seats on the flight. I entered the flight and settled on my aisle seat. After some time, a pretty lady with black sunglasses and a handbag entered the flight.
She was looking for her seat. The air hostess helped her and guided her to the window seat in the same row as mine. She moved her sunglasses to her head. She smiled as I stood up to make way for her to settle on her seat. She raised her hands to make space in the overhead bin.
Oh god, those lovely pair of boobs stretched. What an amazing set of boobs she had. I was sort of obsessed with them at first sight. There was no space in the overhead bin to keep her bag. She turned around to keep it on the other side.
Wow, what a lovely pair of ass she possessed. The mark of her panties visible from her dress was round, big and protruding a little out as she stood there. She was wearing a simple short light blue coloured V neck playsuit with a waist tie-up. Her lovely thighs glowed in the dim flight lights.
Simple, lovely little bigger, firm boobs and neatly waxed arms and legs. Her hair is cut up to her neck. She turned towards me once. I could only have a glance at her. She had lovely thin wide lips, a beautiful smile, and sharp eyes draped with mascara or eyeliner.
Her body measurements were 34C-28-34. She sat and relaxed her body. She looked smoking hot. Departure time passed; a safety drill was done, but the flight was waiting in queue for takeoff. Everyone was restless as it was getting delayed.
The pilot announced that it would take another 20 to 30 minutes to get clearance for takeoff. The lovely lady next to me was very restless as she tried to use a neck pillow to relax. She removed her neck pillow and opened the food tray. She kept her head to relax, but the air hostess asked her to close the food tray.
She tried to rest her head on the back of the seat and close her eyes to relax. But she seemed very uncomfortable. The middle seat was empty. She tried to turn her back to the window and relax her legs. But the seat belt was not allowing her. Her constant changing of positions was distracting me.
I was also feeling unsettled. She looked towards me as she realized the point that I was also being distracted. She looked apologetically at me and said, “I hate this first 20 to 30 minutes of fight journey till we are not airborne. It unsettles me completely. I am sorry.”
My regular flying experience says it happens with many people. They get nervous, panic, ear pain, sinking sensation etc. I replied, “Just relax, madam. We will be airborne shortly. Maybe you can listen to some music.”
She replied, “Once take off happens, my ears get sucked up. I can’t bear that pain in-ears my for those 15 to 20 minutes.” I felt bad for her. The flight started to move on the runaway. She looked desperate and anxious. I took out my bag and picked up the box of homemade chips.
They were a little hard and required little chewing. That forceful chewing has always helped my ears to relax during taking offs. She had already held her fingers on her ears as the fight started to gain speed. I offered her the chips. She looked curiously at me and refused.
I told her that it might help to relax her ears. She picked a piece and kept it in her mouth. The crunching sound of chips made her feel embarrassed. She covered her mouth with her hands. She finished the chips and looked toward me.
I offered her again. This time, she took a few chips and started munching. I, too, got busy munching my share of chips. She looked beautiful and sexy. I could not avoid stealing glances at her legs and boobs. She looked at me and said, “These are a little hard and spicy but taste good.”
I felt like replying that she looked softer and spicier and would taste better than those chips. I smiled and said, “I carry them regularly. This is special for my flight travel.” She grabbed a few more of them as she felt better munching them.
A moment later, we looked at each other, and there was a broad smile on her lips. There was this sense of relaxation and calmness. The flight had taken off, and we had settled by now. Some announcements were being made.
With all gratitude, she said, “Thank you so much. I did not know that chewing something hard would be the solution.”
I smiled and acknowledged, “You are most welcome, madam.”
She replied, “Don’t call me madam. My name is Simi.”
I gave her the full box of chips and replied, “My name is Vinay.”
She took the box and asked me, “Are you from Delhi?”
I replied, “No, I am from Chennai, on the way to Mussoorie.”
She curiously asked me, “Solo traveller, holidays.”
I replied, “No, madam, wedding in Mussoorie.”
She replied, “Please call me Simi. Destination wedding, where?”
I replied, “JW Marriott, Mussoorie.”
With a lot of excitement, she said, “Wow, one of the best resorts.”
I asked her, “Are you from Delhi?”
She replied, “No, I am from Dehradun. I keep coming to Chennai once or twice a quarter for my projects.”
We kept chatting. She moved to the middle seat as she felt comfortable and relaxed. Snacks were being served. I usually like the tea served on aircraft. I offered her she refused. Instead, she offered to buy me tea.
I told her, “I have got some samosas in my bag. If you buy tea for both of us, we can enjoy hot tea and samosas.”
She looked at me and asked me, “Seriously, you have samosas in your bag, and you want to have chai samosa.”
I asked her, “Yes, I will have it now, and I would request you to give me company.”
With a weird smile, she agreed, “Ok, let’s try.”
I wondered if she would say yes if I asked to try her hot and delicious lips and boobs. She was hot, she was sexy, and she was tempting. To have her so close, sitting next to me, was like a dream come true. I pulled out my bag to take out the box, which had 4 samosas neatly packed in butter papers.
In the meantime, she ordered tea and made payment for the same. Initially, she looked a little embarrassed. But she then started enjoying the hot tea and spicy samosas. We were like having a small party on the flight.
She told me, “Honestly, Vinay, I never thought I would have chai samosa on a flight. I am enjoying them.”
I replied, “It’s all about enjoying the journey, meeting new people, and sharing some happy moments.”
I asked her, “Have you taken your boarding pass till Dehradun?”
She said, “Yes, I have. How about you?”
I replied, “Same here, 3 hours layover. What plans?”
She replied, “Wait for the next flight. What else do you have any plans?”
I told her, “No, but let’s see, planning to spend some time in the lounge.”
She replied, “Yes, we can have our dinner there. Mom will be delighted to see me having these snacks in flight.”
We kept chatting for some time, learning more about each other. The landing was announced, and it all went pretty smooth. We disembarked and reached the domestic transfers. To our horror, it was announced that the flight to Dehradun had been cancelled due to incessant rains and cloudbursts.
We were given 2 options take the next day’s morning flight if it takes off or find an alternate mode of transport, cancel the ticket and get a refund. We watched it on the live televisions installed at the airport, and the situation was really bad. We tried to check on trains and buses, but most were cancelled.
Simi was along with me all this time. She seemed to be tensed, anxious and worried. We were in a dilemma on how to proceed. She called her mom and informed her of the situation. Her mom strictly instructed her not to travel as there were landslides, and it would be very risky to travel by road.
I planned to take back a return flight to Chennai, but the fares were exorbitant. We were sitting, discussing, and it was almost 8 at night now. We decided to cancel our tickets and claim a refund. We were damn tired and hungry also.
Unexpectedly, Simi relaxed her head on my shoulder and asked, “What to do now?” It was a bit surprising but just fine. I did not try to make out too much of that as we were tired.
I replied, “Let us have dinner and then try for alternatives.”
She agreed, and we went to pick up our luggage. We were made to wait for 15 to 20 minutes. I was sitting on a luggage trolley, and Simi was standing. She made space for herself and sat close next to me on the trolley. I could feel her cold shoulders touch my hands. She again relaxed her head on my shoulders.
Finally, after waiting for 30 minutes, we got our luggage, and we moved out of the airport. We found a good restaurant at a little distance and ordered our food. She was quiet now, very quiet. She was in some deep thinking.
I asked her, “What happened? You seem to be lost.”
She said, “What next? I feel we should try the train. There are so many trains at night.”
I told her, “It is not worth to even trying. There is no point in taking stress as if we get stuck somewhere in the middle. Then we will be in no man’s land.” She nodded her head as I spoke. I continued, “Here, at least we are safe and comfortable.” She asked me, “What is your plan?”
I said, “I plan to stay back tonight and take a return flight tomorrow to Chennai if the situation does not improve.” She again called her mom and discussed it with her. Mom advised her to stay back in Delhi and travel the next day.
She asked me, “Vinay, check if any good hotels are nearby.”
After searching for some 10 minutes on various apps, we were able to freeze on a good 3-star hotel. It was just a walkable distance from the airport.
I asked her, “Shall I book it?”
She looked at me and said, “Ok, book 2 rooms.”
I asked her, “2 rooms, why, we can share it, right.”
She said, “Mom and dad will keep calling. They will kill me if they find out that I am sharing a room with you. I am sorry.”
I said, “Ok, as per your comfort, no problem. I thought we would save money.”
She said, “We will check the rooms once and then do the booking instantly.”
I agreed with what she said. Sometimes pictures lie, and we do not want to make a booking and regret it. We had to cross a busy junction, and I held her hand as we crossed the road.
We crossed the road and walked, but we still held each other’s hands firmly. We kept chatting as we moved toward the hotel. We reached the reception of the hotel. I am a little fussy and particular about certain things in the hotel. So I refused to stay there.
We came out, and there was a line of hotels every 500 meters. We stepped in to check a few other hotels. She was getting restless and annoyed now. I wanted to see a few more hotels.
She said, “What the fuck, what do you want? This is the best out of all the hotels that we have seen. What more do you want? Let’s settle. I am tired.”
I felt bad for her. I said, “I am sorry, ok, we will book in this hotel.”
I checked the price. It was almost double what we had seen at first. I did not speak a word and looked at her.
I told her, “Booking 2 rooms.”
She said, “I will not pay so much for a night’s stay.”
I said, “Ok, you don’t pay. I will book for you also.”
She said, “Then book 1 room itself. We will share no other choice.”
I asked her, “What if your parents call?”
She said, “You keep your ass out of the room when they call.”
She was tired and frustrated. Her body language and language also suggest how restless she was now. As I was booking and making payment, she called her mom to say she had got a room. She is tired and will sleep and speak to them the next morning.
We checked into the room. She threw her luggage aside and relaxed on the bed with her hands and legs stretched wide. It was 10.30, too early to sleep, but we were tired.
She closed her eyes, and in no time, she fell asleep. I took a shower, changed and relaxed on the sofa. I also fell asleep after some time. Suddenly I could feel someone waking me up. Simi woke me up. It was early morning at 4.30.
She said, “Sorry, I took the full bed, and you had to sleep on the sofa.”
I said, “That’s fine, but why have you woken up so early.”
She said, “I wanted to use the washroom. You sleep on the bed comfortably.”
I moved to the bed and sat on one side. I adjusted my pillow, and I got her bra in my hands. I pushed it back inside and looked at her boobs. They hung slightly as they did not have bra support. A closer look revealed she had sharp, lovely nipples.
She picked up her luggage and kept it on the bed. I guess she wanted to keep her bra back in the bag. She came to the other side and kept looking for her bra. I took out her bra and looked at her. I called her, “Simi are you searching for this?”
She was embarrassed to see her bra in my hands. She looked at me as she picked it up. I did not give it. I pulled it back and set my eyes on her lovely boobs. I put my hands under both the pillows and started searching.
She got curious and asked, “What are you searching for?”
I told her, “Just wanted to check if you have removed only your bra or something else also.”
She looked at me and said, “Just shut up, asshole.”
I smiled and said, “You look very beautiful and hot when you get angry or restless.”
My eyes kept moving back to her boobs as she stood there. I was having an early morning hard-on.
She said, “Don’t stare like that. It feels so awkward.”
I said, “Sorry, but I can’t help it. You look beautiful.”
She said, “You say I look beautiful, but you are staring at my boobs instead of my face.”
I replied, “Your boobs are also so beautiful.”
She tried to change the topic and asked me, “Did you have a shower yesterday?”
I replied, “No, shall we have a shower together?”
She was stunned. Her face turned red as I kept looking at her boobs and offered back her bra. She held the bra to take it back. I did not leave it. I pulled back the bra and kept looking into her eyes. She moved close to me, holding the bra from another side.
Simi smiled, and my mouth went dry as she came near me, looking into my eyes. She sat on my lap and looked into my eyes. I wrapped my hands around her waist and moved on her naked legs.
Time seemed to stop; the world around us stilled. There was only Simi. My thumb caressed her lips, the lips I wanted to kiss. Simi rolled her face in my palm, a caressing nuzzle. Her breath froze as our mouths came closer, a response, a submissive one from her.
My heartbeat increased as my hands moved on her body, and a burst of heat ran across my body like a wave of arousing warmth. It had been a response from her. Oh god, fuck I had to kiss her. My whole body was screaming for her now as my dick woke up to its maximum size feeling her touch and closeness.
The sexual madness invites heat and altar of desire and passion and longing in a completely sensual, romantic turn of events that took both of us in its waves. Unaware, we swept irresistibly into each other’s arms. I stared at her beautiful face, beautiful mouth. I wanted nothing more than to taste it.
Her eyes closed, and she leaned into me. For me, it was permission enough. I lifted her chin, and I swear those lips were magic. Witchcraft. Whatever was there in those lips, it was addictive, juicy. I wanted to have more of this feeling of wanting her.
We kissed a delicious kiss, a soft, gentle kiss, and just felt each other’s warm mouth. We were kissing each other’s lips one after slowly sucking them. I rested my hands on her bare legs moving up softly rubbing her thighs in small circles. We kept kissing as our body heat raised.
I kept stroking her things very simple, sensually rolling my fingers in small circles. I moved my fingers upwards, deeper into her thighs and continued my soft stroking fingers. Again I tried to move deeper. She spread her legs a little, making it easy for me to play and move my fingers deeper inside her dress.
Her breathing turned heavy in just a few soft, delicate strokes, and she closed her eyes. I kept stroking her thighs smoothly. Simi moaned, “Vinay, please… please.”
I moved my fingers a little deeper, feeling the softest part of her thighs. I could feel her relaxing, spreading her legs. My long fingers just made contact with her panties. She looked at me with hungry eyes and closed them, enjoying my delicate strokes.
I could feel the heat from her burning hole as I moved my fingers closer and closer to her pussy. She stopped her delicate, hot kissing as she enjoyed the sensual stoking on her thighs. But her body continued to move closer, giving me the feel of her hot body.
To be continued. I hope you liked this part of the story. Connect on mail or hangouts at [email protected]. You can also read my other storyhere.