Misc. Erotica My One Night Stands

[punjabimard]

Hi Friends,

I had been active on real Xossip and ran a thread by the name "Chronicles of a Promiscuous Male". Stopped that thread in 2013 itself.

I don't have charm or stamina to write long chronicles, but I want to share my experiences with everyone. Real, lusty and what not. 

I have had 10 or 12 One Night Stands, depending upon how one defines one night stands. Here in this thread I would mention my 10 One Night Stands in details all of which started during travel.

Hope I would get same love and appreciation as I used to get in my previous avataar.

Love 
Shobhit Kapoot

[punjabimard]

The incident is when I was 29; the year was 2005. I had one One Night Stand behind me. I had shifted back from Mumbai to Delhi and was now in upper-middle management of the mid sized IT Company that I worked in. I had shifted back from Mumbai to Delhi and still there was a clientele in Mumbai which warranted my attention. I was also recently married. But my roving eye and promiscuous nature never left me.

It was Monday morning flight. I had chosen middle seat and not aisle/ window seat for my travel. The reason was simple. I doubled my chances of having a woman sit next to me and the chances that this woman was travelling single was high. 

As I had always been a heavy smoker, I always boarded flight quite late. I was probably the last one to board the flight and there she sat in the aisle seat. A woman of mid 30s. Clearly overweight yet not obese. Round face, dressed in embroidery Kurta and slim pants, which would definitely have accentuated her ass when she would have stood. Her hair was tied back neatly behind her. And she was wearing makeup; that means she was meeting ready. There was no purse with her. When I opened the overhead compartment, I saw an oversized ladies bag there, which I assumed to be hers.

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The incident is when I was 29; the year was 2005. I had one One Night Stand behind me. I had shifted back from Mumbai to Delhi and was now in upper-middle management of the mid sized IT Company that I worked in. I had shifted back from Mumbai to Delhi and still there was a clientele in Mumbai which warranted my attention. I was also recently married. But my roving eye and promiscuous nature never left me.

It was Monday morning flight. I had chosen middle seat and not aisle/ window seat for my travel. The reason was simple. I doubled my chances of having a woman sit next to me and the chances that this woman was travelling single was high. 

As I had always been a heavy smoker, I always boarded flight quite late. I was probably the last one to board the flight and there she sat in the aisle seat. A woman of mid 30s. Clearly overweight yet not obese. Round face, dressed in embroidery Kurta and slim pants, which would definitely have accentuated her ass when she would have stood. Her hair was tied back neatly behind her. And she was wearing makeup; that means she was meeting ready. There was no purse with her. When I opened the overhead compartment, I saw an oversized ladies bag there, which I assumed to be hers.