Her First Unnown

Her first unknown

Indrani had arrived early. Her safari jeep was to pick her up three-quarters of an hour later, if they were sharp on time. But in India, the concept of "Indian Standard Time" prevails everywhere - which means anything from a five-minute to a thirty-minute delay is considered quite on time. She sighed, and switched off her car's engine and rolled down the windows. The temperature was in the low thirties (Celsius), which is high for anyone who isn't used to tropical climes.

Indrani was a marketing professional with the corporation she worked for - she was twenty-six years old, and fit, unlike some of her own classmates, who had lost their fitness after marriage. Though recruited in India right after her MBA, she had worked outside India too on medium stints for up to a year in America, Europe and the Middle East. She chose to remain single, to chase her career dreams instead.

After five minutes of waiting and a further forty minutes to kill, she shook out a cigarette from her pack - she preferred Marlboro reds, they were strong and burned her lungs just the right amount. She lit the cigarette and inhaled deeply into her lungs, the action lifting her bra-less breasts under her olive-green tee. Her dark blue denim jeans fit her well, not too tight, not too loose, just right. She held the smoke in her lungs for a few seconds before exhaling a perfect cone through her sensuous lips. She felt the tension leave her body as the nicotine did its evil job on it. The pick-up point was just outside the gates to the National Park, one of the largest in India and one of the richest in terms of natural wealth.

She had been a wildlife conservation enthusiast since she was 14, and had gone on her first tiger census, conducted by the Government every four years at the age of 18. She had also lost her virginity on that activity to an older former test pilot for the Indian Air Force, who flew India's best fighter planes. He was extremely fit and handsome, she loved his thick moustache and his deep baritone voice. He was divorced at the time, and they were still in touch as friends, with benefits though, for both of them. She had a couple more relationships on her travels with men ( and sometimes girls) of different nationalities, and you could say she was quite experienced sexually.

Her reminiscences continued - the test pilot had introduced her to smoking, and though she didn't like it at first, she quickly grew to like the sensations the activity gave her. Unlike most people, she always got a sexual thrill through smoking. Her nipples were always erect when she smoked, and her neatly trimmed pussy always started to lubricate as she inhaled her third puff. It reminded her of his hairy chest, and his manly muscles. Her first time was a total delight and she always treasured the memory of the sex and the relationship. It had hurt her when he broke her maidenhead, but it soon turned to pleasure as he excited and raised her to heights she never achieved through masturbation. She took another deep inhale, and held it in her lungs longer. She looked around to see if there was anyone around, but she was alone. She gave in to her impulse and pinched her left nipple from above the tee. Sadly, it only made her hunger for more contact, and she slowly slipped her hand through the hem of the tee until it was caressing her slightly-larger-than-A cup breasts. She wished she had rubbed an orgasm this morning, but an online client meeting had kept her busy until she had to leave for this safari. She had arrived early for her pickup because the traffic was unusually light along the 150 kilometers she had to drive to reach here from her current residence in Mysore, the ancient capital of Southern India.

She smoked in silence, caressing her breast, until she felt emboldened to slip her free hand into the waistband of her jeans to play with her pussy. She had chosen to go commando today, she didn't expect her period until the next week and she preferred the feel of the rugged denim on her privates. Her crotch was soaked, and the inside of her jeans was sticky with her cream. She brought up images of her fighter pilot in her mind, of them sharing the smoke from his cigarette - he would inhale and hold it in his lungs for a couple of seconds before exhaling it into her mouth. She would inhale that second-hand smoke into her lungs for her hit before she exhaled it into the air after holding it for some time in her lungs. She remembered the way he had sucked, licked and eaten her pussy to orgasm before entering her to take her virginity. Her fingers moved down her slit to her arsehole, and then she cupped her wet sex for a couple of seconds before bringing her fingers back to the top of her slit. She caressed the side of her clit lovingly, the action bringing her strong feelings. She kept up this teasing of her pussy till she finished her cigarette, putting it out carefully on the road to ensure it didn't pose any danger to anyone or anything. She resumed her stroking through her waistband, concentrating on her memories and the feelings they evoked until she shuddered in an strong orgasm. Her cigarettes and her fighter pilot never failed her.

She looked at the time, she now had only fifteen minutes left before her scheduled pickup. As if on cue, her phone range, and the caller id identified it as the safari driver. She answered, letting him know that she was already at the location he had shared earlier. He told her that he would be there in less than five minutes. She cut the call, and a minute later heard the diesel Mahindra Jeep in the distance. She got out of her car, locking it securely and stood outside. She could now see the Jeep in the distance, and soon it was in front of her. The Jeep was built to carry six passengers apart from the driver and the spotter, and she was the last person to fill it up. She was seated just behind the driver, and there were two others on the bench seat away from her. It was a couple, the woman closest to her and her man (she wasn't sure they were married, though - the woman lacked the toe rings on her feet and the guy was holding her arse from behind. Not married couple actions in India. After she checked with the driver that her car was safe here, they proceeded into the gate of the National Park, and further into the Park itself.

They had their first sighting in five minutes, a herd of spotted chital deer with a large-antlered male leading. They were nervous, a sure sign that there were predators nearby. They moved on, the spotter, the driver and Indrani being the only ones in the Jeep who had been in the wild before, listened for alarm calls and other signs of wildlife around them. She heard it first - the chital they had left behind had called. The driver quickly stopped and they turned around, heading back to the chital they had left behind. They found the chital a couple hundred yards away from where they had last been, and the entire herd was staring as one into the scrub bush and calling their alarm calls. The langurs in the tree had also spotted the cat, and had added their barking alarm calls to those of the chital. The cat (in South India, it had to be either a leopard or a tiger) was coming towards them directly, as the chital stared at a single point in the foliage while they called. A minute later, a huge male tiger walked out of the forest in plain view of the rest of the jungle, its head held high. This meant he had eaten well, and wasn't looking for a meal. The tiger was in beautiful health, in his prime actually, a bright coat and well-defined stripes showed there was plenty of food around. The tiger's muscles rippled as it walked across the road in from of the Jeep, and then chose to settle down on the grass on the side of the road. There were at least three cameras focused on the tiger, and the whirring and clicking sounds seemed to irritate the tiger, because he got up and walked away into the forest. We waited for a couple moments to see if he would return, but we decided to move on. The spotter asked everyone to silence their cameras and phones for a better experience.

Sadly, that seemed to be the last bit of good luck they had, because apart from a pack of wild dogs and some more chital (spotted deer), they didn't have any sightings. They reached the end of the forest and decided to turn back. It was late afternoon, the driver took a different route back to the gate, to try to spot some more wildlife.

They turned a bend and saw a huge tusker (male elephant - Asian male elephants only have tusks, females have none or very small tusks) mating with a younger female on the road. It was probably her first time mating, judging by her skittish behaviour. The intromission lasted about half a minute and then his huge penis slid out of her, accompanied by a small waterfall of his semen from the female's vagina. His huge penis was a sight to behold, wet and thick. He stayed behind her, and mounted her again. His tool was prehensile, and sought out her orifice and entered her again. They stayed connected for some time again and he exited her body again, followed by the excess being drained out of her. The female moved off the road into the surrounding forest, and the male followed her, to ensure no other males mated with her until she came out of oestrus.

Following Indrani's afternoon's self-pleasure, she was instantly turned on and felt herself getting wet again. Out of the corner of her eye, she observed the only other female on the jeep. The girl next to her was staring straight ahead, probably thinking of the same thing that Indrani was - such a huge organ! The girl's legs twitched close, and Indrani knew she was thinking about the huge organ - probably what it would do to her if it entered her. Her hands were wrapped around her knees as she leaned forward. Indrani continued to observe her through the corner of her eye, and saw a small shudder pass through her.

They soon arrived at the gate, and passed through it well before the 6pm vehicle ban that was strictly enforced. She got dropped off right next to her car, and as she got down, one of the men in the last row of seats in the jeep called out and requested if she could drop him off at the next large town, about 45 minutes away. She looked at him, he seemed the same age as her, and seemed to be decent enough. Indrani agreed and he got off the jeep too. Indrani unlocked the car and got into the driver's seat, opening the passenger door for her guest. He requested a couple of minutes to have a smoke, and she got out of the car to smoke too. She told him to hurry up, as they needed to be far away from the forest before it turned dark. She shook out a cigarette from her pack and lit it, he didn't bat an eyelid at seeing her smoke. They both smoked quickly in silence, intent on getting away soon, and got back into their respective seats once both finished and stubbed out their cigarettes properly.

Indrani could feel her nipples harden, as the cigarette triggered her sexual response. This afternoon's reminiscence, the bull elephant's large penis, the other girl's obvious discomfort, and this last cigarette with this stranger all combined to make her needy, horny even. Her nipples tented her shirt, and she was sure he had observed this, though he didn't move his eyes from the road ahead. They drove in silence for the short while it took to reach the next village, where they could stop for a cup of tea. She found a roadside tea vendor and parked on the road shoulder. It was nearly dark, and the street lights were not on yet. They both had their tea and on the way back to the car she followed him. He stopped suddenly as a small animal crossed his path, and she bumped into his back being unable to stop in time. She felt her stiff nipples poke his back and he seemed to lean back. Indrani froze, her sexual excitement not letting her move back though her mind tried to pull her back. He was a man, granted, but he was a stranger and she didn't know him. Though this "unknown guy" factor would normally give her a thrill, she wasn't sure this time. He stumbled backwards, not expecting her right behind him, and she had to hold him up to prevent both of them tumbling down. In the process she felt his back and chest and arms, all muscles and strength, though lean. They both got into the car, and she noticed he was excited too since his trousers had a visible bulge. Her nipples were still visible and as she started the car, the streetlights came on. She turned back on the road, and and they continued their way.

A flashing red light by the side of the road warned them of an obstruction - a large tree had fallen across the road due to the recent rains, and the local civic authority had requisitioned a mobile crane to lift the tree. It was on its way and they had to wait till it arrived. Since the forest gate had closed behind them, they were the only vehicle on this side. She stopped by the side of the road, The windows stayed up - it was summer, and insects were aplenty. As they waited for the crane to come, she put on the radio. The station was playing good music for a change. She was humming along with a particularly nice song. Her idle mind returned to her state of horniness. She dared not smoke for fear of adding to her already aroused state. Her nipples had remained stiff, and the wetness between her legs had coagulated. She was uncomfortably wet and she wondered how she could relieve herself. She glanced in his direction, he was still staring ahead - he too must be in his thoughts, she surmised.

Her wetness seemed to increase. If she was alone, she would have quickly rubbed and fantasized herself to a quick release. She sighed and placed both her hands on her thighs. Outside, it was dark now, the streetlights the only source of shadowy light. Using her driver controls, she lowered the windows an inch to bring in fresh air and some breeze. The music changed to a popular love song, and she hummed along with some passion. She flowed along with the words of the song, getting lost in the music and meaning of the song. Good music did this to her - she lost herself in it.

He moved his hand to cover her hand on the shift lever. She froze, her mind in a swirl. Her state of arousal clouded her mind from rejecting his touch immediately, and he just kept his hand covering hers, a sweet romantic gesture. They remained like that until the sing ended and broke the spell. They looked at each other, and he leaned in - she remained where she was, and he took this as an approval and joined their lips. Her lips remained closed for a couple of seconds before her arousal won, and she was kissing him back passionately.She moved her hand from the gear stick to hold the back of his head and pull him in to her kiss. Tongues jostled in love and mock war as they kissed.

After what seemed like forever, they came up for air. Eyes met, and this time, she leaned in to him and took his lips. She used her teeth to nip at his lips, his tongue and his chin. He sucked in her earlobes and bit them gently, causing her to shudder in excitement. The corner of her jaw near her earlobe got the same treatment, and she shivered. His hand went to her arm and stroked it before cupping a clothed, bra-less breast. She continued to kiss him, their passions growing. She arched her back to put more of her breast into his hand, and his thumb rubbed her stiff nipple. She reached out to feel his chest over his shirt, and caressed it down till she was holding his hard cock over his trousers. It felt a good size and thickness, and she knew she was going to get her pussy filled.

He pulled her tee out of her jeans and pulled it up to her armpits. His hands made contact with her bare skin and caressed the underside of both her breasts with both his hands before moving higher to cup them and play with the nipples. Her breasts filled his hands nicely, not too large and not too small either. He fondled her breasts and pinched and twisted her nipples with just the right amount of force, getting her excited further. He leaned down to lick her breasts with the flat of his tongue, wetting them with his saliva before choosing her left nipple - his lips closed around her left nipple and lavished it with his spit before he started sucking. Her right breast was given loving attention by his left hand, squeezing and fondling.

She let out a gasp as his lips closed around her left nipple, using her right hand to press his head into her chest to increase the pressure. Her left hand reached for his shirt, and she quickly unbuttoned it before sliding it inside to find a mildly hairy chest with well-formed nipples that were as stiff as her own. she moved her hand around his slightly muscled chest, being reminded of her test pilot. She actually moaned as she remembered him. Her left nipple was too sensitive now, so she used her right hand to move his head to her right breast. Her right hand was in his hair, lacing though it as he sucked on her nipple.

Her left hand moved over his bare chest, seeking his man-nipples. They were erect too, and after a quick rub and pinch she moved her hand down to to his abs. While he didn't have a muscled abdomen, it was flat and slightly hairy. She arched her back to press her nipple and breast into his mouth, seeking the pleasure that came from his sucking wet mouth. Her right hand urged his head into her breast as her back arched. Her left hand reached his crotch over his trousers and he moaned against her right breast. The vibrations excited her nipple as it tightened in his mouth. Her left hand was at his crotch, he was hard and a seemed a decent size. Indrani firmly believed that while the length and width of a penis did matter, the way it was use mattered more. However, judging by her feel, she didn't find any cause for concern.

He bucked his crotch into her exploring hand, moaning around her nipple. He unfastened and unzipped his trousers, pulling out his penis for her. Her left hand gratefully closed around it, it was uncircumcised and she knew how to handle it. She concentrated on the opening of the foreskin, pinching and rolling it between her fingers. and alternatively jacking his foreskin up and down. Judging by his moans, he was moving to his completion quickly so she held his shaft tightly in her hand until she felt his excitement subside a little. Her right hand pressed his head into her breast, and she moved it to her trousers, unfastening them and raising her hips to pull them down and expose her smooth hairless pussy to him. She guided his hand to her vulva, pressing his middle finger into her slit. It was her turn to moan as he wet his finger in her flowing pussy before caressing her lips outside and inside. After several strokes of his fingers on her pussy lips while he continued his oral assault on her nipple, he started caressing and fondling her clit. The sides at first, and then the top and middle. He seemed to know his way around a pussy, she thought. She was jacking his penis, his foreskin aiding her movement. His penis was drooling, a testament to his excitement just as her own wet, slick pussy showed off her own excitement.

They were still in the front of the car, the bucket seats impeding their intimacy. She pushed him off and using her lithe body trained by years of yoga, she squeezed through the seats to the rear seat and beckoned him to follow. He didn't find it as easy as she did, but he did manage to squeeze through and they were both now on the rear seat, with a little more space. She bent down and kissed his penis, inhaling his musk and odour. Her tongue snaked out to taste his juice at the opening, it was a familiar salty viscous taste and feel though he did taste a little bitter compared to her memory of her long-time lover. He moved a little on the seat, as she followed his crotch, he was on his back with his legs folded at his knees. He pulled her pussy over his mouth, establishing a yin-yang for mutual oral pleasure.