Seductive Indian Stories

Mehwish's Goa Trip

Mehwish is on a connecting flight from Mumbai to Goa. It should be an hour and a few minutes of flight. She has just landed from a flight from Jabalpur, a small city in the heartland. As she strolls through Mumbai Airport, she glances at the departure board. Her flight to Goa was delayed by 2 hours. It was supposed to depart at 1330, but now it shows 1515.

Mehwish Naaz is 20 years old. She is graduating from the university with a biology major. She gave her last finals and she will graduate next month. She has two job offers lined up, one from her aunt's biotech firm on the west coast in Goa and another from a startup on the east coast in Vizag.

After her finals, she decided to go to Pebble Beach, a small beach town on the Indian Ocean in south Goa, to visit her aunt and spend some time. She needed this break after studying hard. It was an excuse to escape the hot summer heat of the heartland and go to the beach town in Goa.

She was excited. She has read and heard a lot about Goa, the beaches, the parties, the food, and the vibe. She is in the mood to relax and enjoy herself.

As the flight reaches Goa airspace, it takes a big turn, starts going down, and lines up with the runway. Mehwish sees beautiful coconut trees. It is the first time she has come to Goa. Her aunt had invited them many times, but because of her father's job in the Indian Army, her school breaks never aligned well with his schedules. She never came to Goa on a family vacation.

As the flight was making a turn, Mehwish could see the landscape from her window seat. It is indeed mesmerizing to look down at the lush green landscape. It looks so serene and relaxing. She took out her phone and started to click a few pictures. She clicks some deep in her mind to save them in her memory forever. She murmurs, "Wow!" The flight made another turn, and now her window was facing the ocean, toward the beach. The scenery was like a postcard. Far away, the horizon meets the deep blue ocean, with small waves crashing on the shore and an endless line of coconut trees. The flight was slowly gliding lower. An older couple sat next to her. They seemed European. The lady smiled at her and said "It looks like paradise." Mehwish smiled and nodded.

The flight touched down. Mehwish texted her aunt.

"Hi, just landed"

Kiran replied "Okay, I am busy with a few meetings, but Bunty will be at the airport to pick you up."

Bunty Ribeiro, 42, is a PT teacher at a local, prestigious private co-ed Catholic school. He is married to Kiran, 44, Mehwish's aunt. Bunty had a rough childhood growing up in poor areas of Goa. His mother named him Bunty because she couldn't come up with a better name.

Bunty is into sports, working out, golf, motorcycles, good food, and enjoying life as it comes. He is 6' tall and has a well-defined muscular physique. He has seen enough that, at this stage of life, he is content. His demeanor is laid-back and quiet, so sometimes his personality comes across as if he is not interested in other people.

Kiran sent a text reminder to Bunty to go to the airport to pick up Mehwish. Bunty has seen Mehwish in photos and video calls, but this is the first time he is meeting her.

Mehwish takes her bag from a carousel and moves her hands in her hair. She has an amazing bunch of black hairs covering her shoulders. She has kept some of that hair on the front. She has medium-length hair with curls. She wore jeans and a small bright sea-green kurti top. And to complete her beauty, she wore light makeup and a bindi.

Mehwish is cute. She is not your hot girl, but she styles well; she has that amazing, sweet smile. She is just barely 5'1 and has an amazing dark brown, copper-tinged skin tone with bright black eyes. She isn't thin, but she isn't overweight either. She has nice curves, or, shall we say, healthy curves, especially her boobs. They are bigger for a girl in her frame. They are not huge, but she sometimes feels uncomfortable, wishing they were smaller. She would avoid wearing tops that are too tight to give definition to her boobs to attract unwanted attention.