Misc. Erotica My Life - Erotic Diaries --- parsifal37
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Date: 12th September 1999, Ambala Cantt:

Madhuri, what a nice feeling it was to be with her. My first proper girl friend in college (among the many I had). None came close to this girl. Always lively, had a good sense of humor, always the one to sternly insist that she pays for our dates until I threatened to leave her unless she allowed me to pay or we go Dutch and always kissed me on the cheek when we met anywhere, college canteen, at tea shops, at our respective homes or anywhere else we met, but we were discreet as well, we knew when to be physical and when not to be). I had matured by then, started to understand my sexuality.

I have an older brother was a champ at college. champ with everything. He was a big influence for me to grow up into what I am today. He taught me how to handle girls in college, i was marginally successful, which was a big thing for me as I always failed in that department.

Madhuri and I met in Graduate College in the first year. It was unusual circumstances and I cannot forget that day 18 years ago when this happened. She was not a beauty by any standards, an averga elooking girl, light coffee color skin, but she had that charming face and a radiant disarming smile that got me attracted to her.

She also had a body which was ripe and for a 19 year old. With curves at just the right places and baby fat just in the right places made her look ready to munch on.

The day I first met her, I had missed my bus because as usual I woke up late in spite of mum shouting out a million times for me to wake up. I was walking up to college cursing myself for being so bloody undisciplined and promising (for the umpteenth time, which I hardly kept anyways) to myself that I will change for the better as soon as possible.

I remember I was sweating on that hot sunny day as I was walking briskly to reach college and attend the first lecture.

I asked for lifts from so many cars, jeeps, motor cycles, scooters but none of them stopped. All auto rickshaws that passed by carried passengers. The buses that went by did not stop at or near my college. Just when I gave up, a TVS passed me by with a girl wearing half helmet. She stopped just a little ahead of me and looked behind.

She called out "Deshraj College?" I said "Yes", she said, "hop on, I am going there too." Without hesitating I took the pillion and sat there holding my breath (I am not a big fan of women driving and certainly not on two wheelers, and this? Well this girl was a young girl and I was sitting pillion with a girl for the first time.

God save me. I was in a daze; even if she was talking to me I would not have heard anything.

Somehow we reached college just in time and I hurried a thanks to her and ran off towards the class, I entered at the bell. I thanked my lucky stars. I didn't give much thought to the girl who gave me a ride in her moped. The first half of the day went by as usual. Guys checking out girls, talking about girlfriends, movies, new joints to hang out at, playing cricket and football, making paper planes and throwing at each other in classes where lecturers didn't attend.

Lunch time, that fateful day, changed my college life. I was sitting with friends at the college canteen and having fun when I heard a sweet female voice asking me "How are you my pillion rider." That sounded like such a corny thing that all my friends were shocked and then burst out laughing. I was at first shocked too and looked at the source of the female voice. I instantly stood up from the chair I was sitting (Just a habit I developed growing up being an Army kid). She was standing there with a smile on her face and said "Hi", I said a stammered "Hi."

"Can I sit here please?" She asked.

I was speechless, looked at my friends who were looking at both of us amused and clueless. I said "Please do." I sat only after she did. And I guess that was what made her attracted to me. Usually boys that age (read hardly ever) offer seats to girls, so I am sure it came as a surprise to everyone around.

She kept her lunch box on the table, till then all of us were looking at her (staring at her) doing her stuff. She was so calm and collected. She carried herself very well among the boys. Not once did she say who she was, her name etc and neither did we ask her.

She then looked at us staring at her. She said "Hey what are you looking at, eat your lunch, the lunch break will end soon." She continued eating her lunch.

We had our lunch in silence, still not able to understand what brought this girl to us.

The bell rang and she got up, packed her lunch box and left. All of us guys were still shocked and dazed as to what happened. We walked back to our class in silence and then immersed ourselves in the classes and the rest of the day thinking the girl must be crazy.

The day ended, I hitched a ride back home with a friend who dropped me on the main road close to my home. I was walking home when I saw a familiar moped coming my way from the opposite direction. And stopped right in front of me. "Did you eat your lunch properly?" she giggled. Then it struck me, that it was the same girl who gave me a lift in the morning, who had a quite lunch with us and who we were so intrigued about.

She took off her helmet and her shoulder length hair flowed out from her head. She didn't even bother to make up her hair again.

I said a stammered "Hi." She asked, "Do you always stammer?"

"No no, I speak normally." I replied.

"Then why do you stammer when you talk with me?" She asked.

"I am OK, I don't stammer." I smiled and replied.

She asked, "Do you live far from here? Do I drop you home?"

"No thank you, i live close by, I will walk up, thanks."

She wore her Helmet and said "OK, see ya tomorrow in college then. And if I see you walking up to college again I will pick u up. OK?." She said with a giggle and drove off before I could respond.

The entire evening I had a sly smile on, for the first time in my college tenure I studied without having to be told to do so by my parents.

I got lost in thought that evening and slept with a calm mind. I remember waking up with a terrible hard on which every man has first thing in the morning. Just that I never realized it till that day. I was shocked to see my hard on which set me thinking, what brought that on and the first thing that came into my mind was the girl I met yesterday. 'good lord' I said to myself. 'This girl is not even the kind of girl that I prefer and she brought on this?' I looked at my hard on and thought. 'I am going bonkers. Move on man, there are better meat available than that.'

With that thought my hard on subsided and I got ready for college. When I looked at my watch I realized it was just 7 in the morning and I was wide awake and ready for the day. That was a first actually.

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RE: My Life - Erotic Diaries --- parsifal37 - by ddey333 - 28-10-2022, 05:53 PM



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