Hello All, Thank you for voting for me and making me the writer of the year. Thank you, XIS team, for your support. I’ll continue writing good stories for you guys. Following is the story shared by one of my friends. She is also one of my oldest readers. The story is in her own words.
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Hello, I’m Ritika, 29, single. I’m not a lesbian or a bi. But I don’t know why I was interested in my cousin Shruti. She is 1 year older than me, but we are like friends and share everything. However, she has this arrogant nature, which I like, too.
This is an incident that happened a while ago on a train. That incident also confirmed that Shruti liked me the way I liked her. I’m not going to bore you guys with more details. Let’s proceed with the story. Enjoy.
I’d been on this train for what felt like hours. My ass was aching from the hard seat and the incessant jostling of the railcar. I gazed at the passing landscape, monotonous save for the occasional station stop that broke up the interminable journey.
But then, I thought of visiting Shruti, my cousin, who was in the first AC. Yes, we both had separate seats. She had planned the trip to Chennai, but mine was unplanned. I had to go with a RAC ticket, which later got confirmed on a third AC. So, I stood and locked my luggage.
I went to see her as I was getting bored, and we still had over 14 hours to spend. Shruti, however, was not happy to see me. “What are you doing here?” she asked, scowling at my unexpected intrusion into her compartment.
“Nothing in particular,” I replied with a shrug. “I was getting bored sitting alone, so I thought, why not stop by? By the way, how come you are alone? There was a lady right who was here with you.”
Shruti sighed heavily and waved a dismissive hand. “That was Deepika. She got off at the last station.” I raised an eyebrow. “And you didn’t care to call me here?” She leaned back against her seat, crossing her arms.
“I wanted some peace, frankly. It’s almost dawn, can’t you see?” Her eyes flitted to the window, where, indeed, the sky was beginning to lighten.
“Peace, huh?” I mimicked her gesture, crossing my arms too. “Well, I guess I’ll just get out of your hair then.” I went out of the cabin and tried to find the TT(Traveling Ticket Examiner) to exchange the seats by paying more for the First AC, irrespective of what Shruti thought.
At least I’ll have a company to spend the time right. I found the TT and exchanged the seats. I returned to Shruti’s coupe, feeling smug about my successful negotiation. Shruti didn’t look pleased when I stepped back inside.
“Couldn’t stay away?” she asked, but there was no heat behind her words now, just weariness. I couldn’t help grinning at her as I sat down.
“You know, you could be a little nicer to your poor cousin,” I said playfully, settling into the seat next to hers. “You’re grumpier than usual.” Shruti shot me another glare before relaxing visibly.
After getting settled with the luggage, I sat beside her and asked, “Tell me, sis, what happened? Why are you not happy? I was bored sitting alone, so I thought I could use some company.”
“Nothing, it’s just…” Shruti began, looking down. “You know how I love watching some porn movies. I had some collections for the travel. Now that you are here, I won’t be able to. I know how talkative you are. Sorry, that’s why I was a little angry.”
“Oh, well, I don’t mind watching it with you unless you have any issues.” I teased. She looked up, smirking. ” Oh! Are you sure? You know about my collections, right!”
“I’m a grown woman,” I teased back. “I think I can handle it. Besides, I bet yours aren’t anything I haven’t seen before.” Shruti arched an eyebrow, amusement playing at the corners of her mouth.
She stared at me for a moment longer before shaking her head slightly. “All right, if you say so,” she murmured. “We’ll watch it after dinner, but don’t give me any spoilers if you have already seen it.”
Dinner arrived shortly after our conversation ended, delivered directly to our coupe by a smiling attendant. By the time we finished our dinner, it was already 11 pm. People in the other 2 coupes already slept. The lights of the carriage were already off.
We both freshened up after dinner and got ready for bed. We both changed into tops and shorts. We sat on the seat close to each other and shared one headphone. She started the movie on her phone after I dimmed the lights and closed the window with the curtain.
The movie was ‘Room in Rome.’ Luckily, I had never seen it before and had no idea about the story. Shruti started the movie. After a few minutes, she realized I was already engrossed in the opening scene. She nudged me gently with her elbow.
“Which part do you think is interesting, hmm?” Shruti purred in my ear. I didn’t respond immediately, trying to focus on the dialogue between Alba and Natasha.
A few minutes into the movie, Shruti shifted her position on the seat. She moved closer to me and rested her head lightly on my shoulder. Her hands moved from my back and rested on my hips.
Shruti’s breath tickled my neck, sending shivers down my spine despite the warm air circulating through the car. I turned to face her, our noses almost touching. “You don’t want to watch the movie anymore?”
“I do, but…” Shruti trailed off, her eyelids fluttering as she gazed into my eyes. Her lips parted slightly, invitation clear in their moistness. “But?” I prompted softly, brushing my fingertips against her hip.
“But,” Shruti whispered, leaning in even closer, “you’re much more interesting to me right now.” Her hand snaked around my waist, pulling me flush against her. “Can you read my mind, Ritika?” Shruti’s voice was barely above a whisper, yet it sent a thrill coursing through me.
I brought my lips within a fraction of an inch from hers, answering her question with a confident smile. “Only sometimes,” I breathed, her warmth radiating onto me, making my heart pound furiously.
Shruti’s breath caught, lips grazing mine as we hovered there for a torturous moment. Then, like a dam breaking, she pressed her mouth fully against mine, a soft moan escaping her throat.
Her fingers tangled in my hair, tilting my head as she deepened the kiss, her tongue exploring every inch of my mouth. My hands fumbled with the hem of her shirt, desperate to feel the soft skin beneath.
Shruti gasped against my lips as my hands finally made contact with her bare skin, tracing the curve of her stomach and circling her navel. I broke away, breathless, eyes locking onto hers. “Take it off,” I whispered urgently, tugging at her top.
Shruti’s eyes widened briefly, surprise flickering across her features. But rather than resisting, she leaned back, allowing me to pull her shirt over her head and toss it aside.
My breath hitched at the sight of Shruti’s breasts encased in a lacy bra, nipples already straining against the fabric. Her breasts spilled out, unfettered by a bra, the sight stealing my breath. “Beautiful,” I murmured appreciatively, running my palm along her exposed skin.
Shruti’s hand moved slowly from my side, her touch leaving a trail of fire wherever it passed. She slowly pushed my t-shirt up, and I helped her by removing my t-shirt. Her finger hooked under the strap of my bra, sliding it off my shoulder and exposing the soft swell of my breast.
Shruti’s eyes darkened as she cupped my breast in her hand, thumbs swirling lazily over my hardening nipple. I bit my lip to stifle a moan, grinding my hips instinctively into hers.
My head fell back against the cushion as Shruti lowered herself, capturing my nipple between her lips. Her tongue flicked and swirled around the sensitive peak, sending electric shocks straight to my core.
Her teeth grazed my nipple, a delicious blend of pleasure and pain causing me to gasp audibly. My hips bucked involuntarily, seeking friction, any friction. My fingers gripped Shruti’s shoulders, nails digging into her flesh as waves of desire crashed over me.
Shruti’s mouth travelled lower, trailing wet kisses down my stomach until she reached the waistband of my shorts. She paused, looking up at me through thick lashes, a wicked smile curving her lips. “May I?”
“Definitely,” I panted, eager anticipation coiling low in my belly.
Shruti teasingly hooked her fingers into the waistband of my shorts, her thumbs stroking the tender skin just below my navel. I lifted my hips instinctively, urging her to remove them. Slowly, teasingly, she started pulling down my shorts, revealing every inch of my skin below my navel.
Slowly my black panty was coming to the visibility now. Shruti hesitated for a heartbeat, taking in the sight of my glistening folds visible through the lace of my panties. She tugged the fabric aside, revealing my swollen clit to her hungry gaze.
“Ritika,” she growled, eyes locked onto my throbbing centre. “I always dreamt to see your wetness this close.” Before I could respond, she pushed me back against the seat and opened my legs wide. Leaning forward, she replaced the fabric with her tongue, swiping over my wetness from bottom to top.
Shruti’s hot breath washed over my soaked folds, making me shiver. She inhaled deeply, breathing in my scent, drawing a whimper from my lips. My fingers buried themselves in Shruti’s hair as her tongue dove inside me, tasting and teasing.
Every thrust drove a moan from my throat, the sensation building rapidly. Her tongue dipped inside me, tasting my essence, fucking me slowly, rhythmically. My fingers curled in her hair, gripping tightly as wave after wave of pleasure washed over me.
“Just like that,” I rasped, pushing my hips up to meet each deep stroke of Shruti’s tongue. “Fuck me harder with your tongue.” Shruti hummed in compliance, her tongue sliding expertly along my slit. The train’s running sound was enough to cover my moans.
My back arched off the seat as Shruti slid two fingers inside me, filling me. She curled them upward, hitting that spot deep inside me that made my vision swim. My grip tightened on Shruti’s hair as she continued to tongue-fuck me.
Alternating between sucking and licking my clit, driving me closer to the edge. I needed release and craved it with every fibre of my being. I managed to hold my release and pulled Shruti up, holding her from her armpits and directly pulled her lips into mine.
Our mouths clashed eagerly, desperate for connection. Breath mingling, I tasted myself on her lips- salty and sweet, driving me crazy with lust. I then made her sit on the seat and went in front of her.
My fingers wrapped around Shruti’s wrists, guiding her hands to rest on the back of the seat. Breath heavy and shallow, I lowered myself between her spread thighs. I traced my fingers along the edge of Shruti’s black panties, savouring the smooth texture of the fabric.
Looking up, I met her gaze. Her eyes were dark and filled with hunger, matching my own. “Can I?” My fingers slipped beneath the elastic band of her underwear, sliding it down her thighs. Shruti lifted her hips obligingly, helping me strip her bare.
I tossed her panties aside and crawled back up, positioning myself between Shruti’s spread legs. Without hesitation, I dipped my head, flicking my tongue over her engorged clit. Shruti’s hips bucked, a ragged moan falling from her lips.
Encouraged by her reaction, I ran my tongue up and down her slick folds, lavishing attention on every inch of her. Shruti’s fingernails dug into my scalp as I devoured her, lapping at her juices eagerly.
“Mm, yes,” she groaned, thighs trembling. “Lick me, Ritika.” I obliged willingly, darting my tongue along her folds. My tongue speared inside her, tasting the honeyed sweetness of her arousal. Shruti’s hips rocked in sync with my strokes, grinding against my mouth as I feasted on her pussy.
“More, Ritika, please… I need more.” Shruti’s cries only spurred me on, my tongue delving deeper into her dripping cunt. She was so wet for me, eager to be touched.
Her words urged me to push further. With renewed fervour, I licked her faster, harder, eager to fulfil her desires. Using my thumb, I rubbed small circles against her clit, knowing it would drive her wild.
“I love how responsive you are,” I said breathlessly, my fingers replacing my mouth. Shruti’s breath hitched as my fingertips circled her clit firmly, spreading the wetness. That’s when I pulled her down, right between the length of the seat. I climbed on her, resting both my knees around her face.
I went down again between her legs while my wet pussy rested on her face. Her lips closed around my clit, suckling gently as she fucked me with her tongue. I mirrored her actions and started fucking her with my tongue.
“Cum on my face, Ritika,” Shruti pleaded between greedy sucks. “Let me taste you completely.” Her dirty talk, combined with the flick of her tongue across my swollen clit sent me spiralling closer to release.
My body tensed as my climax approached, muscles tightening and flexing. “Yes,” I gasped against Shruti’s pussy, knowing I was close too. “Right there, just like that”.
“Together,” I grunted, pressing my face tighter against her pussy. Our muffled moans echoed around us as we traded long, drawn-out licks, each chasing our climax. Our bodies convulsed simultaneously, orgasms ripping through us as we ground against each other, writhing uncontrollably.
Breathless, I collapsed on her, our sweat-slicked bodies tangled together. I rested my face between her legs while I rested my hips comfortably on her face. In the heat of our mutual climax, neither of us noticed the train slowing down.
Suddenly, a bright light flooded the cabin, signalling that we’d stopped at a station. Luckily, it was the middle of the night, and no one came to our coach. After a few minutes of resting on each other, we finally stood. We dressed up, and both lay on each other’s seats.
As morning light began to creep into the cabin, I woke up to see Shruti still sleeping comfortably. Although I’m straight, I didn’t know what went through me last night. But one thing is that it was a guilty pleasure. We never discussed about it after that night.
It’s been 6 months now, and I don’t know why I’m again craving it. Despite the passage of six months, the memory of that night lingered vividly in my mind. Currently, I’m thinking about whether I should ask her to restart our fling. Let’s see how it goes.
I wanted to share this, which has been sitting on my chest for a long time. Thank you all for reading this. If anything happens, I will come back for part 2. Thank you.
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