Hello naughty, horny, submissive girls, ladies, cuck, Bi couples, and guys. Has been a long time since I posted any of my experiences. Again, one of my personal experiences, which took place in a train with a Marathi lady while I was travelling.
About me, Tushar (name changed) from Mumbai, 30 years old. About me, a 5’9” Maharashtrian guy. Funny, romantic, naughty, horny, living life to the fullest. I am a regular reader of the site, while posting my personal experiences.
Coming to the story.
As usual, it was one of my journeys on a nearing weekend in the monsoon. Due to it being a heavy traffic route, I didn’t get my regular 2-tier or 3-tier A.C. ticket. I had to adjust to a general sleeper coach ticket. Being a Saturday night, the compartment was fully loaded with people with general tickets too.
Everyone had to adjust their seats, standing positions, and sitting. Due to the overcrowding of the train with people and luggage, it was difficult to sit. So I stood up and started listening to songs.
That’s when I saw this Marathi lady nicely checking her out standing beside me. She was holding a bag along with her husband. Wearing a nice orange saree and green blouse, around 5’5 feet high. She had perfect stats figures, maybe of 34-30-34.
Then I had a look at her husband standing in front of her. He was looking like a moron, a maniac, or a nerd by the way he was behaving. She was a bold, free, badass kind of lady, the total opposite of her husband.
I was standing against the window, and she was standing with her back against me. Soon, the lights too went off due to nighttime. Even in the dim lights of the night, her navel was clearly visible to me. I was enjoying the view and having a good look at her navel.
The shape and the slight view of her breast. I could see they were firm as well as soft at the same time. They were quite big compared to her body and height. Her bra sides were easily visible from where I was standing. She was wearing a pink bra, and I could figure it out.
Soon, due to the moment of the train, she was constantly coming behind and touching her body against me. I could easily sense the oil or maybe the shampoo smell from her hair. There was a mixed aroma of sweat and perfume from her body.
Soon, the train arrived at one of the stations, and the crowd grew, making the situation worse. Some people piled their bags near us so that we could stand easily with their support.
Due to the movement of the train and our standing positions, we touched each other several times. Especially her back tummy and getting a feel for her navel, too, at times.
Soon she knew what I was doing and was trying to do. Looking back at me, she gave a naughty, mischievous smile and winked at me. After seeing those expressions, soon I had a hard-on in my pants and couldn’t control it no matter what.
She quietly placed her hand on mine in the dark. The erection of my dick was at its peak. Soon I started touching, feeling, and squeezing her ass buttocks over the saree, feeling them in her. She, too, knew that I was hard.
Every time I squeezed her ass or poked my finger or erect dick in her ass crack, she would look back at me. Biting her lips, giving seductive, naughty, horny, and mischievous looks and expressions, which went on for a few minutes.
Then she whispered in my ear, “Let the train get empty.”
Since I was so excited, I told her, “Whenever you say.” She, too, got excited and immediately asked me to come to her side, semi-behind her, so that no one could see us. I tilted my face a bit towards her in the darkness and rushed.
She began unzipping my jeans and asked me to remove the belt as it was obstructing her and her movements. Soon, she got total access and took hold of my dick in my underwear. She removed it from my jeans, with my dick in between the 2 side chains of my jeans and her hands.
Looking at me, she grabbed it tightly and said, “You have a dick bigger than my husband’s.” I kept my hand on her navel and started feeling her skin, her tummy. I was slowly moving my hand all around in the darkness.
She, too, was getting aroused and started pressing and holding my dick. Rubbing, snagging, moving up and down slowly and aggressively as she wanted. From the way she was snagging, rubbing, and giving me a handjob, I could figure out that she was a pro.
She might have experienced many dicks in her life. The soft but hot, warm touch of her palm fingers was making my dick and erection harder. Then I checked around, and no one was watching us or able to see us due to the darkness and crowd.
I slowly started kissing and licking her bare back and neck while feeling it with my hands too. Soon, I moved my hands and started feeling her bare chest and squeezing, pressing her boobs above her blouse. She was aroused by all the movements I was doing. But what came next was surprising for me.
All of a sudden, she somehow turned to face me. She lifted her blouse, exposing her two huge, soft, fair melons and the erect, tight nipple to me. I was both shocked and surprised at the same time. But also feeling happy for my luck and whatever was happening, and I was getting.
She covered those naked boobs with her saree and said, “You are just going to keep doing it above and up and just keep looking at it. Or want to enjoy yourself and make me happy too? Don’t you too want to feel them and get happy?”
Saying this, she planted a kiss on my cheek. I was rubbing her hand, blowing my dick. I grabbed both her boobs with her nipples in between my fingers and began squeezing, pressing them according to my will. I was pressing them hard.
She was slightly moaning in the lowest possible voice and breathing heavily. The aroma of her sweat and oily hair was making me go crazy too for her.
The special part was her big, round, soft boobs and erect nipples. They were soft like any young girl, one of the softest I have ever encountered.
Big round nipples like some toddler’s nipples, or the tip of a baby milk bottle. None of the girls or women I encountered in life in the past had such soft boobs or nipples like hers. She was too aroused, and her pussy was leaking juices too, making her panties fully wet.
My bare hands could feel her hot, soft boobs and erect nipples. Suddenly, she took her hand, spat some saliva on it, making it completely wet. With those same fingers and hand, she started lubricating my dick and rubbing it, giving me a great handjob.
She whispered in my ears, “What a nice dick you got here, bigger than my hubby, hot, tight, hard. I am feeling like taking it inside my pussy right here, right now.”
She was whispering to me to cum soon, but I was in no mood to. I told her it would take a long time for me to cum. “You just keep rubbing my dick and giving me a handjob.”
It had already been around 20 minutes to half an hour when she was rubbing my dick and masturbating. But I was nowhere near to cum. She understood that I won’t cum so easily and it would take time for me.
She left the grip and told me to zip up my zip and buckle up my pants. She too put her blouse down and adjusted herself and the saree. What happened is to be continued.
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