The Man Eater - Part 1
The urban dictionary defines the title word as the female equivalent of more male associated words like player – an irresistible woman who chews and spits out men after using them for some sort of gain – sexual, financial or psychological. It was few years back, when I was doing my Bachelors of Engineering from one of the colleges in Chennai that I met her first. After completing my first year examinations, I was happy to go home and also to move out of hostel. The biriyani that I had from a famous restaurant near Chennai Central turned out to be a horrible experience and I boarded the train very sick and tired. My friend who is gifted in subtle flirting unlike me had told me that he had started talking to a girl on Facebook and that she will be on the train. From what I had heard about her, she was dating a senior of mine and had few flings on the side. Our tickets got confirmed last minute, and nature played some wicked game and we got seats in the same bogie as she was in. Me, my friend and she met in the train near the washroom. It was my philosophy not to judge anyone based on rumours. We all talked for hours and hours and it was a fun chat. I went to sleep that night like any other night. On going home, we became friends on social media and started chatting. This lead to us meeting in Express Avenue Mall where she introduced her friends to us, and we became a gang within less time. We started hanging around a lot and had lot of fun time together. I should admit that she’s a really fun person. Then came another set of leaves, and this time we booked tickets together. We both sat on the side upper birth so that we can sit and talk late into the night without disturbing anyone. We kept talking about various matters and involuntarily (at least from my side) we started getting closer. She was touching me and flirting with me. I also responded back the same way. We parted without anything big happening, and it didn’t cross my mind that I should take the next step also. I had a good time and that was it for me. I had a nap after reaching home and on waking up I saw a message from her asking what it is that happened in the train. I panicked initially but the ship sailed in my direction without any real effort from my side. We decided to date. We talked on the phone as lovers for the next few days. Then came the night of going back to Chennai. We booked tickets together again and I got in from my station to see her eagerly waiting for my arrival. We started talking for a while and that’s the first time I noticed her. She was dark and slim, with pear body shape. I noted that she has got medium sized but well shaped boobs – probably of size 32. Since it’s awkward right after a commitment begins we talked normal stuff till it became really late and everyone went to sleep. It started raining outside, and she was looking outside through the window. I wrapped my arms around her tummy and pressed them inside. I could feel that they were soft and I felt her naval with my arms. She turned back and planted a kiss on my lips. I realised that kissing her is something I will enjoy more than any other female. Soon we were making out so much, and I was enjoying the taste of her lips and mouth in mine. She slipped in some tongue also and that turned me really on. She suggested the idea of going to washroom together, and the horny man I was at the moment I followed her like a small kid. We started smooching like primate creatures in the dirty Indian Railways washroom. I kissed her on her neck. Now thinking of it, she had planned for this and had scented herself well making her an erotic goddess. I went on to touch her boobs over the t shirt that she was wearing. I pressed them hard enough to turn her on. I then went on to slide my arms inside her shirt and felt her bra. This continued for a while with her stroking my dick over my jeans, me pressing her divine boobs and kissing each other. I used to stay with a bunch of friends during that time. I had keys to another friend’s flat where he used to stay with his sister. Both of them had also gone home. So I told her that we could get fresh there and went there. I made sure that the doors and curtains of his Nungambakkam flat are closed right after we both got in. I sat on the couch in the living room, and she came and sat on my lap. She brought her lips towards mine as I started feeling her tummy under her t shirt. We made out for quite some time and I made her lie down and started kissing her neck slowly taking my own time. From this I understood that she enjoys soft core and I decided to play it slow. As I slowly caressed her tummy and continued kissing her, she took my hands and placed it on her boobs. I pressed those soft, beautiful boobs with so much love over her t shirt. I got up for a second to allow her to remove her t shirt. There she was in front of me showing her body. I went directly to plant my lips over her cleavage. I shook my head there like a small boy. I put my arms behind her and undid the hook of her bra instantaneously. She was pretty much impressed by that and me with the piece of art her boobs and nipples are. I moved my hands on it, pressing it slowly. I touched her nipples with my index finger which she enjoyed a lot. I started moving it in circles and placed my mouth there sucking and kissing them so hard. I was having so much fun and I could know that she was enjoying it the way she pulled my hair especially when I used my teeth to slowly munch on them. I decided to move south and groped her private part over her jeans. To my surprise, she moved me to a side and undid the buckle of her jeans removing them down. She laid in front of me with nothing but her lavender panty with embroidery of lilies on them. I also pulled my pants down revealing to her my fair naked body with the most precious part covered with a black underwear. I moved closer to her, pulling her closer.