Adilabad - nagpur -khajuraho.
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The story starts from adilabad but nothing exciting happens here so we jump to nagpur where something strange might happen.
My friend works somewhere, until he reaches his room. We gotta reach it.
We reached by metro and in the train we stood in the last compartment but it was for ladies and some uncles also sat there but all of them looked at us weirdly, even that bastard uncle's.
After eating the wada pav we decided to fuck a whore.
This is crazy. Eating wada pav and seeing random women eat at the same place and suddenly the desire to fuck.
The place we get a chance is GANGA JAMUNA.
So we went to railway station to start from there. We phoned a friend who went there and knows marathi. He said that we can't find it on Google so we need to search for a college Instead. We didn't find the college either.
So we watched youtube for some solution. And that fellow said "itwari."
So we reached there to confuse ourselves more.
We phoned the friend who knew marathi.
He said, "find some paan shop and talk to him and ask him in between."
We stopped there to buy something we didn't had an habit of.
We bought sounf.
We both were scared to ask and phoned the marathi speaking guy and he asked as we gave the phone to the shop keeper and the shop keeper said something in marati (we suppose he called us perverts) sure we wanted to fuck a whore but not his wife. And he told us to go straight.
"And then."
"Just get out and go straight."
We went straight and ended with multiple ways. It was not even chowrastha. It was like an unshaved pussy. The pussy is right there but you can't see it. You have to finger it.
We explored every hair but couldn't find the pussy.
Our desire to fuck was strong so we didn't give up.
We went to a road which opened up to be what we were looking.
My friend wouldn't stop the vehicle there. He somehow assumed that we would be scammed.
We phoned the marathi fellow and he advised us not to keep more than 500₹.
I have to explain to my friend to stop the vehicle and walk. The vehicle was not ours so we still confused. Finally the desire to fuck was strong so I walked there to talk to a woman.
She said, "pura open karke karegi, 500₹ dene padega. Ek dum tension lene ka nai, pehli bar hai kya, mere ku malum hai apko kya dene ka."
I was convinced that she was the one I was destined to fuck. Oh god. Thank you.
I was in the room and she told me to sit on the bed.
I asked for some water, it was just a single room with a dim light and i couldn't teach her about aesthetics so i shut my mouth and a minute later i said i am an artist and showed the books i wrote and figures i drew and she was like OK.
She was calling someone.
Wait. What. Is she not the destined. Well god.
Suspense.
She called a thin woman who was sexy with red glowing on her lips and whity face, "no i don't want to fuck him, not worth it."
Silence.
She called another and she was fat.
Well, ok, i don't have any other option.
She was chewing pan masala or gutkha or whatever she likes.
Again asked for water.
Gulp. Gulp. Gulp.
"Pura open."
"Teeek hai."
She took the 500₹ and i had some extra 100 and she snatched it.
As i stared to strip looking aside and confused and thrilled at the same time and dragged down my pants.
She was naked. Her cunt was so small. Her tits big enough to fill my hands.
Her mouth full of paan. She was smiling. She stood up and took a box.
I opened my damensch underwear.
My dick wasn't excited.
She took a packet of condom and told to come near.
I pulled the foreskin as if she hasn't seen a dick till now.
She put the condom.
Fuck….. this is what i was waiting all my life and nothing is happening.
And she tore another packet.
"Ek bas hai na."
"Nai dho pehhen na padega."
After two condoms my dick was tight with rubber but not with blood."
Ta da.
"Aap karlo."
"Kya."
"Jo ap karne ko aye the."
"kya mai apko gale laga sakthe hai kya."
"Nai."
So i was ready to fuck.
Wait.
I wanted to call the woman i loved and tell her that coz i felt like cheating but she doesn't love me so it was cool not to tell. But it wasn't cheating either. If she even could talk to me properly i wouldn't be here today fucking a whore.
For the first time i was seeing a cunt and it was as exactly as a clean shaved pussy of mia malkova or dani daniels or riley reid or sasha grey.
I touched it and still didn't feel the vibe.
I divided the legs and started to insert it.
Damn it went all the way.
I couldn't even feel the pain of doing it for the first time. It was looooose. It was dicked down so many times. The only dick that would fill would be an african dick. But she was feeling so much pain and told me to stop.
As soon as i took out she said, "chalo hogaya."
"Kya, apne ek ghanta bola tha."
Now my dick wouldn't erect.
"Pehle usko utalo."
She wouldn't sit or move even an inch.
"Ap iske alava kuch kartho ho kya."
"Nai."
"Ap isme kaisa aye ho."
"Chodhne ko aya ki puchne ko."
"Shadhi hua kya."
"Sab kuch hogaya, shadhi, divorce, sab kuch. Tum jo likhthe na main vo pure kar chuki hoon."
"Ap mujhe apne gale me lelo."
"Vo nai hoga re baba."
"I was upset that she didn't want to hug me but I didn't want to be upset by wasting my 500."
"Apke isko touch kar sakthe kya."
"Ha, teek hai karlo."
I touched the cunt, and squeezed it up and down. While going up it was rough while coming down it was smooth.
Then i touched her tits, they were massive, i felt the fat and lobules. I pinched the nipples.
"Abe kya karra tu, kya admi ho yaar." my dick was up. But it felt the tightness of 2 condoms.
She helped me, she kept a pillow under her back.
"I stroked for 3 times and she was screaming with pain."
"Wait, this is not going to end."
"This is scam, and i took my dick out."
And then i slept on her and asked, "gal pe kiss kar sakthe kya."
"kaarlo."
"I kissed her on the cheeks for about 10 times and my dick again felt the tightness of 2 condoms."
I wasn't satisfied and she was laughing.
It would have been better sucking my own dick.
I pulled those condoms and throwed in a box which was full with 10's of condoms with captured semen.
I wore my pants.
She called the boss.
"Number leke chalo."
"Nai mai kal aunga."
"Tumare dost karega."
"Nai, vo nai karega."
I still didn't wash my hands and that cunt didn't smell either.
"Arey em chesinav ra."
"Arey nen dani puku muttu kunna."
"Denginava mari."
"Dengi, denganattu dengina."
"Ganthe mari, poni iga ribbon aithe cut chesinav."
We took a bottle of vodka. Smirnoff. And headed to manish nagar and took two thalis and drank and ate those 2 gulab jamuns and realized that sex was nnothing. And the other thing i realized was i didn't wash my hands.
Sex was something with loved ones.
I remember saying this to my beloved, "if i get a chance to fuck a whore or talk with you, i would just sit and talk with you." At that time she didn't reply anything.
I couldn't enjoy the whore or the sex i did.
Now i was drinking with the man who made me drink for the first time.
I was getting emotional.
I wanted to call my beloved.
Still she wouldn't care.
Tears rolled down my eyes.
I couldn't properly cry and she wouldn't properly love.
Day 2.
You wake up in the morning 4:30 just to find that your damensch underwear is wet.
It would be horrible and heartbreaking if it would have happened while practicing no fap.
But now it's disgusting.
"Arey leak aindhi ra."
"Hmm, lite tisko."
Silence.
Now i was getting ready while he booked a cab.
Beep.
Agu ra laude.
Beep. Beeeep.
"Idu endhira lanje lekka mottukuntundu."
"Are poinanka phone chey."
"Sare."
We reached an hour before to catch the train.
And the train was one hour late.
Now i was doubtful whether we would get a chance to sit or not. The train was coming from Hyderabad.
I found a T.C. and asked him. He said, "you can't even step inside. Just pay 400₹ and get a seat in sleeper class."
I said i would see after the train arrives.
The general compartments were at the last, while i was at the front.
I rushed to reach but ended up in the sleeper class.
Finally the t.c. asked me 400 and my age and he didn't knew that i wasn't a virgin and gave me an excess fee slip and i asked him to show the seat.
"Sit anywhere."
After going inside i realized that there were more people in sleeper than general and everyone has given the same amount as me and i didn't know if they were virgins or not and i stood at the entrance for over 6 hours enjoying the tunnels, some waterfalls and bridges and pure calm nature and the train halted at itarsi junction.
Ate a special thali at a hotel which i got to know from a passenger who was standing beside me but didn't pay the excess fee and he had a beautiful wife and i wanted to fuck her so badly that i failed to touch her while it was so much crowded.
The train was at 4:10pm and we are 4 hours early. Tickets to be issued only one hour before the arrival.
The train arrived on time.
The train was damn full and i got a chance to stand from where i saw beautiful wives of ugly men with gutkha in their mouths.
I enjoyed those thighs of a woman who was about the same age as me. She wore a sports pant and t shirt. I enjoyed watching her legs. Her tight pants exposed her Venus mound. And opposite me was a woman with pink saree with two kids whose father was watching reels.
I enjoyed seeing her and she saw me watching her.
I was guilty watching her.
I think this is what she wanted me to think.
So i went and stood at the bathroom door where some space was available to sit.
And after hours at 11:30 she came to empty her bladders and one bathroom was occupied and the other didn't had any water.
She was so full that she went to the one with no water.
And she didn't lock the door either.
And someone opened the door and i didn't want to see but all i could see was her saree.
While going she gave me a chace of touching her butt. She laughed. She was a kind of woman where you want to bite her lips at the instant you watch her.
Day3
1:30 am
We reached khajuraho.
Took auto for 100₹.
Asked him to show us a lodge and a place to eat.
We ate roti and dal.
The only dhaba at 1:30am.
From auto i had a glimpse of seeing the shikara of lakshmana temple and the waving flag of matangeshwar.
Exciting.
Gave an extra fifty for the autowala so that you can know that i was kind hearted too.
Slept for 3 hours.
Got ready at 6.
I could see the temples from the road.
I am impatient. Is this really happening.
Bliss, Madness, sensitivity, responsibility calmness, perversion, humor, beauty, seductiveness, duty, honor. This is all what I remember watching these magnificent temples. At first you feel calmness in your mind.
This is what humans want. Nowadays it is not bliss. People just want some piece of mind. Now far away from your bosses, your wives, your children and your old coughing grandmothers. This is what calmness is.
At 6:40 we reached the gate and scanned the quick response code and booked the entry tickets online. A guide wanted to better his experience on us. we said, "okay." "what language you are comfortable in I can speak more than 10 languages and I have an experience over 15 years." "English." This is shiva sagar lake. Some trees too. You can see the temples from far away. The flag on matangeshwar and Amalaka of Lakshmana temple and the Shikhara of kandariya Mahadev Temple. Finally we are here.
We enter another gate where he checks our tickets. As we walk the weather is chilling and some pleasantness is in the air. we have Reached the Lakshmana temple and we are at the back from back it feels unreal.
These are all on basement and what you remember is an architect with students and a women fanning him and trying to seduce him. The cushion is compressed and a man behind him with a backpack and a woman with leggings and a man behind her with a mirror or a book.
There are two layers of sculptures on Lakshmana temple. You see beautiful women doing daily activities and armies preparing for war and ashta dikpalas and amorous couples.
At first you notice two women writing something and two men dancing and enjoying. If you look carefully you can see a woman sucking dick.
The next panel at bottom from left you can see a woman looking in mirror applying sindhoor and she is some what thin showing that she is young and in between lord shiva you can see nandhi at bottom. Next you can see a woman who is somewhat fat she might be a mother. And next is a man with weird dick and you can see the vagina of the woman but at bottom you can see a mark on her right leg indicating clothes. and below panel with small carving are showing men doing pooja to shivalingam. and at top small panel you can see celestial musicians and dancers. At top panel you can see a woman playing with a ball in between vishnu and next is a woman wearing leggings.
The bottom panel from left to right. a woman and man drinking vine. The couple they are kissing and she's pleasuring him and the woman right to them masturbating and at left the woman sucking it and the man showing a mudra. next at right you can see a monkey disturbing a couple.
Next is an inscription inside the temple nobody observes. But each and every guide says the first line, "om namo bhagavate vasudevaya."
These people are lost in devotion.
Now this woman with no panty but socks you can clearly see the pattern.
The garbha griha with vaikunta vishnu. Chakra with 24 points indicate 24 hours. Now the entrance is finely carved details. 9 planets on top and avataras of lord vishnu on both sides.
Kandariya mahadev temple.
You cannot stop wondering looking at this marvel you can't really feel anything watching this and at the same time feel how is this possible for human beings to do this incredible feat, the very extreme of art and devotion. both life and death are duality but for those people who have explored the very extreme of both aspects can only reach bliss and experience the unwavering calmness of the mind and can put to use it with some beauty and extreme craftsmanship. this is the example of those minds.
just imagine some thousand years ago some people created these temples and they are still standing. how much efforts they have made and how committed they were and how much advanced the thinking was at the time. with in five kilometer radius we can see 20 temples imagine hundred temples in their prime time. how many people need 100 temples. and how many enlightened beings were their at any given space. How blissful they were when they created these marvels. This is the example of loving your work.
Perfect proportions, fine details, acceptance of what is, not being guilty of what you are.
Now this one has three panels of figures the bottom middle one foursome. what we call today. but to their minds they have explored deeply that they wanted to share the extra energy for others too. Now this is on the bed You can see the jewelry of the man are not going down due to gravity. just a single man giving bliss to three women. that was a quality of the masculinity. Now we can't even make our woman happy for more than 3 minutes. just think of how loving they would jave been to the man. the middle one is with two men and two women. I love how the middle man is holding the left thigh of the woman. the top middle is same, two men and two women. I can't figure the finger of the left woman inside the vagina or not, the man holding her chin is…. the heck I can't explain it, just pure mad love. I really wondered who broke those dicks, some fools who were impotent. sons of bitches. beside the amorous couple you can see a woman scratching and the expressions she gave is quite itching.
The middle panel. Now i am deeply thinking about the reference of this panel. what might have the artist thought. did he first draw it on paper. whose proportions did he take, himself or the others. On what basic did he take. there might be a standard at that time just like 36 24 38. or did he imagine his wife or did he imagine the one he couldn't marry or the princess of the kingdom or the dancers of the kingdom or the divine unmanifest of his imagination. Did he work himslef or did he take anyhelp. whatever it might be he has left so much for us to ponder upon and think and rethink and make ourselves mad. Now this is the perfect craftmanship. you can see the ass crack and vagina coming out with the penis.
Now this is only optical illusion from this temple. One man and one woman. The woman with four legs. If you close first two legs she is in another pose, and if you close another two she is standing and making love. Now what do the sculpture wants us to think and what did he really want it to be. if you have a better explanation do comment below.
The size of this temple is massive. it is the zenith of north indian architecture. now from surviving 20 temples this is the zenith, what if we witnessed all the 100 temples and how many like theses structures existed.
Vishwanatha temple.
The middle panel the left side woman is blushing. The man is ecstatic. the right woman is covering her vagina or it might be pleasuring herself and she is half seeing.
I don't know what this men are doing with weird looking hats.
The bottom panel, right side a monkey is dragging this woman's pants and you can see the half exposed vulva of her and bottom the design of the pant. And the look on the lady is something which I can't understand. The top panel I can't get this if he standing on the bed or not. There isn't a clear sign. if in bed what is a need to put the right hand for support while he can pleasure the other woman and you can see the marks on the ass of the woman.
Till now I was thinking erotica only existed outside the temple but this is inside the temple the bottom carving is a woman taking from back.
the side view of vishwanatha temple.
Now this is what i want from the woman i love if she loved me. damn, look at her expression.
Now this 8feet Shivalingam in the matangeshwar temple. I never prayed for anything. People really never pray. They beg. So i conciously prayed to lord shiva touching the lingam with my head and feeling the energy that just to give some commonsense to the woman i loved.
now I love how she is doing it consciously. middle figure on top panel.
now this is the sculpture i waited to see. which is visible on every published book on khajuraho.
while in return journey nothing happens except a woman died on the railway track and her body was cut into two pieces. And everybody was like "marne do saali ko, train tho jaane do, ahmedabad jaane ka hai.
thank you.
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