Greetings, readers. I have been reading the ISS for a while, and I always like to read different kinds of stories. Up until this incident, I was a Virgin.
Before I start my sexual adventure, let me introduce myself. My name is Suma (screen name), and I am from Bangalore. I completed my college education there currently and began working as a South manager at an MNC in Bangalore. Because of my job, I frequently travel to other cities in South India. If you were to describe my body type, I would say that it is moderately shaped, not hourglass, with a moderate figure of 34, 30, 34.
Let’s dive right into my story, which occurred precisely one week ago. As I mentioned earlier, I read a lot of people’s experiences here, so I wanted to share my own, which I won’t be able to tell anyone directly.
It was a typical day; I got ready, got in my car, and headed to work. When I got there, my boss called me to his cabin and told me I had to go to Hyderabad tonight for official business, travel was not new to me.
I agreed, prepared my itinerary, left the cabin, made all the necessary arrangements, and left the office early to head home and prepare for the two-day trip.
I arrived home, packed a few clothes, said goodbye to my parents, took a cab, and headed to the airport. My flight was at 10 pm, but I usually leave early because I don’t like to rush things at the last minute.
Unfortunately, I had a flat tire in my taxi while I was still quite far from the airport. Worried that I would be late, I asked the driver to find another taxi right away.
The taxi driver approached me and said that his fried taxi was also going to the airport and that he had a single passenger. “If it’s okay with you, I’ll ask him to go along.” The driver tried everything but was unable to arrange for a new taxi because it was late at night.
I hesitated to respond at first because I was not a very social person and having to ride in a taxi with a stranger made me second guess myself, but I decided to say okay because I had important meetings scheduled for the following morning.
The taxi arrived and stopped close to my cab while I was still inside. The driver took my luggage and moved to another cab; he apologized for the inconvenience and I paid the fare. When I inquired about the fare for the other cab, he said it was okay and I didn’t need to pay for it.
When I got down and approached the taxi, I noticed that the luggage was kept in the front seat. Since there wasn’t anything else I could do, I had to sit next to the other passenger in the back seat. I just hopped in, sat down, and closed the door.
I didn’t look into the passenger’s face as I thanked him for sharing the ride with me. He repeated in a kind manner, “It’s okay, I understand.” I wasn’t sure why, but I felt at ease because of his tone.
As the ride continued, we remained silent. I was looking through my phone and he was reading a book. Without realizing it, I asked, “Where are you heading? I’m traveling to Hyderabad.”
I kept staring at him; he seemed like a nice man in his 30s. He was so attractive, after closing his book, he turned to look at me and said, “Wow, me too.”
His response startled me, and I felt awkward because I was staring at him when he turned, Then he introduced himself as Sampath (screenname), He was traveling for business, and he was in Granite business.
Next, we began chatting all the way to the airport. I learned that he was single and extremely enthusiastic about his work, and I ended up telling him everything about myself. Our friendship grew, maybe as a result of our similar ages, but I enjoyed our conversations.
We arrived at the airport while heading to the same place and flight, and we strolled alongside each other, chatting and laughing. I loved hanging out with him.
We were waiting for boarding, we were now talking casually by name.
Sampath: Where are you staying?
Suma: Hotel HHHH near Gachibowli.
Suma: What about you, Sampath?
Sampath: Here I own a farmhouse.
Suma: Ok.
As soon as we boarded the aircraft and found our seats which were three rows apart, I couldn’t help but keep turning to look at him. This went on till landing,
We disembarked from the plane in a split second, and I lost sight of him. I then thought, “What are you doing, Suma? It’s enough. Let’s get back to normal and head to the hotel.”
I exited and called for a cab, and as I waited, a voice said, “Suma, here you are.” He pulled out his business card, handed it to me, and said, “Call after work.” I took it, gave mine to him, and replied, “Sure.”
I got into the taxi, and he waved and said goodbye. When I arrived at the hotel, I checked in, unpacked my bag, took off my shirt and jeans, went to the bathroom just in bra and panty, pulled down my panty, and sat to urinate. That was when I noticed I was soaking wet.
Because I am single and at my sexual peak, I feel sexually aroused often. To satisfy myself, I read stories here that involve activities like rubbing and fingering. Sometimes I get horny at work and my panties get wet, but they have never been soaking wet before.
Sitting on the toilet and peeing, memories of our conversations quickly came back to me, causing a tingling sensation in my vagina. I grabbed the water gun and began spraying it into my vagina, feeling relaxed. Unintentionally, thoughts of him – his handsome face, body, and scent – filled my mind. Simultaneously, I used my other hand to squeeze my breasts and pinch my erect nipples.
After getting up, I took off my panties and bra and got into the bathtub. I felt my body underwater and slipped two fingers inside my vagina. I was fantasizing about him, moaning louder and louder as I pinched my nipples and enjoyed myself until my phone interrupted with a ringing.
I giggled, sucked on my fingers, and inhaled deeply before wrapping myself in a towel. I checked my phone on the bed and saw a missed call from the office. I returned the call for an important update, then laid back and pondered my bathroom activities. Thinking of Sampath made me smile as I headed back to the bathroom for a shower, and then slipped into my nightgown.
I ate, rested, and slept deeply. In the morning, I woke up, did yoga, showered, had breakfast, and followed my work schedule. I completed my day’s tasks earlier than expected. My trip was supposed to last two days, but everything was finished in just one day. My return flight is early the next morning.
As I made my way back to the hotel, I pondered what I was supposed to do for the rest of the day, when suddenly Sampath’s reminder to call him after I was done came to mind.
I immediately removed his card and called him, he answered the phone.
Sampath: Hello, Suma.
Suma: You stored my contact?!
Sampath: Why would I not, you finished work?
Suma: Yes.
Sampath: I will send you the location, come on over here.
Suma: Are you certain that I will not be causing any disturbance or inconvenience?
Sampath: No, come over.
Suma: I received the address, I just need a little time to change clothes before I come over.
Sampath: Sure, I will be waiting.
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In the following section, I will continue my narrative and discuss whether I caught my scheduled flight as planned.
Your comments are welcome. Thank you, all readers.