Hello. I am Arun. Arun/Gay/Bi. All names changed to keep privacy intact. This wonderful experience of mine happened on 11 December 2009. I am aged 26, a software engineer by profession. I am 5 foot 6 inches tall, fair, but I do not have well-sculpted six-pack body. I am just an ordinary guy you see everywhere around you. It was a cold, rainy Friday evening. I was going to Chennai to attend an interview on 13th December 2009. A friend of mine dropped me off at the railway station in his car and as such I did not get drenched in the rain. But it was cold and there was also a miserable wind blowing adding to the discomfort. A few minutes after I settled down in my seat/berth, a young woman came and sat on the opposite berth. She was fair, plump and slightly overweight. She was wet from the rain. She took out a napkin from her bag and dried herself. I suggested to her to come and sit on my side as her seat faces the direction of journey and even when the window glass is closed, it would still blow some cold air onto her, making her uncomfortable. I told her that I checked the reservation tables and that the other passengers that would occupy the berths in our cabin were due only after a three hour journey from Hyderabad. She looked at me for a second, then wordlessly moved to sit on my right. The train started moving. I felt excited and wanted more. I took the first step. I wanted to start with harmless touchings. I asked her if I may touch her right ear to put my finger into her ear canal to keep out cold air from entering into it. ‘Someone might look’, she said. I told her that there is nothing to it, they might think we are lovers or we are wife and husband. She blushed and did not say anything. She noddled. I extended my arm around her shoulder and drew her near and slid my small finger into her ear canal. After a couple of minutes of this, I asked her if I may blow gently some warm air into her left ear. She nodded in agreement. For a couple of minutes, I blew air gently into her ear. After some delay, I stopped blowing but kept my mouth on her ear touching it. She moved her head nearer so her ear pressed against my lips. I waited for a few seconds and got bold enough to extend the tip of my tongue to enter into her ear canal and it was heaven for me to do that . She shuddered in pleasure but did not say anything. After a minute of moving my tongue in her ear, I told her that I was sorry and that I could not hold myself back. I told her that as I was a bachelor and did not have the pleasure of touching a beautiful young lady earlier in my life, I could not control myself. She smiled for the first time and this gave me the courage. She told me that her roommate, a girl older to her by two years does the same thing to her everyday to wake her up in the mornings as she likes ears (the roommate girl) and that she pretends sleep to get her roommate to tongue her ears. She also said her roommate also takes her head into her lap and massages her ears and kisses her on her cheeks, chin, eyes and forehead and lips and pours some water into her ears and puts cotton into them. I told her that I like ears and felt heavenly when I pour water into my ears or put cotton into my ears or when I see some pretty women with cotton in their ears. ‘Do you also like ears, like my roommate does?’ she exclaimed. I requested her to permit me to put cotton into her ears. She said I may go ahead, if I liked it so much and that she did not put cotton into her ears that day as she had no privacy in the auto and that she puts cotton into her ears on windy days. I took some cotton out of my bag and put two small balls of cotton to fit into her ears. I could not take my eyes off of her pretty lips, her expressive big eyes and of course her beautiful ears. The train picked up speed. We started talking about many things, politics, male female relationships etc. She was quite intelligent and discussed many matters in a very enthusiastic manner. I did not dare to go any further. She said that she is a software engineer and she and her roommate had seen many things on the internet and that she and her roommate discuss these things among themselves. She noticed my squirming and the bulge in my pants and smiled to herself. I asked her what was it that that amused her. She said that she noticed the desire my body was showing. She put her hand over the bulge and started gentle rubbing. It was heaven. I took out a shawl from my bag and covered my lap and her hand and took out my rod from out of the underwear and opened the zip and allowed her hand more space to move around. I was in seventh heaven. When I was about to come, I told her. She continued till I drenched her fingers and palm. I apologized. She said she always wanted to experience this ‘first hand’ after seeing it so many times on the internet. She went to the sink and washed her hand and came back. I told her I cannot tell her how grateful I am for the wonderful experience she was kind enough to grant me. She smiled and said that I could express my gratitude in a more daring and desirable manner. I felt bold and I cupped her face in my hands and kissed her lips, nose, eyes, chin, forehead and of course her lovely ears for 3 to 4 minutes. I thanked her sincerely after I could regain my normal breathing. She said she also enjoyed the man’s touch. The train stopped by now and the other occupants in our cabin entered and we moved away from each other and started behaving normally. She went to her berth and lied down and rested there for three hours before her destination came. I told her sincerely that she cannot imagine my great good fortune in meeting her and spending such heavenly time in her kind good company. She said that I will have such pleasure every day after I am married. She smiled and said thanks for everything before getting down. She got down in Vijayawada and gave a smile and a brief wave of her hand and I had a glimpse of her ears with cotton in them, before she disappeared into the crowd on the platform. WOW. What a wonderful young lady. What a wonderful journey. It was first time for me to realize that some women also like to touch a man and be touched by them.
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