The stranger on the train
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This is a story of me at that time when I was studying in class 12. My boards were over and I had a long vacation ahead of me. So I and my friends planned to go out on a week-long trip. But my family intervened and told me to go visit my grandma first, who used to live in a different town.
It was actually a five-hour drive. But since my father used to be busy in those days my mom told me to take the train instead which took about two and a half hours. So here I was waiting at the train station for the train to arrive. Local trains on weekdays used to be jostling with people.
But today it was much less crowded. I was completely unaware of the fact that at morning time trains used to be less crowded. Whatever, I boarded the train and went to meet my granny. I had no plans to stay as I wanted to attend the trip with my friends.
I thought it was getting pretty late. I bid goodbye to her and came back to the station. The train was about five minutes due. I could feel the crowd building up in the platform. People from nearby villages had gathered in groups as this was the last train to go to the city.
I was pretty turned off by the sight of the huge crowd forming as I used to hate crowded places. So I went and stood on the least crowded place I could find. A village woman (mid-30s, wheatish skin, slim, about 5’2)came and stood beside me. Looking at me she asked if I was of that area.
I responded that I wasn’t and came to visit my grandma. I asked about her and found out that she was from that village working as a nanny for someone in my city. Surprisingly the area was quite near to my home. She was worried as she might not be able to get on the train due to the massive crowd.
But I told her to stay with me and I would help her to board it. So the train arrived and the crowd started to move towards it. I delved right into the middle of the crowd along with her. The crowd started pushing from behind and moments later I found myself on the train.
She was standing in front of me and the crowd was still pushing from behind. The crowd kept on pushing until all of them were boarded. Now it was jam-packed in the compartment with not even a single space left to turn around. It was now when things started getting heated up.
The woman was wearing a thin worn out salwar. I was wearing a thin cargo pant and we were both sweaty. The train was so crowded that she couldn’t turn around to face this side. We ended up being glued together as tightly as possible. My dick was touching her ass crack.
I could feel my dick getting harder. The situation wasn’t being helped by the train being super crowded that night. By each rumble of the engine and the way the crowd twisted and turned we both were getting more and more ‘attached’ to each other.
All this time I completely forgot the fact that she didn’t even budge an inch from her initial position. Not that she could move easily but it felt like she didn’t want to. I took a glance at her face. She was clearly aroused, her eyes met mine and locked. Her lips parted slightly and her breathing became heavy.
At this moment the train applied brakes which sent me further deep inside her. My dick was now fully erect and was resting deep in between her ass cheeks. I tried to adjust myself, she adjusted herself as well by putting an equal amount of pressure against me. The train halted briefly at a station.
To my disgust, the crowd started getting off reducing the pressure we have been getting from our surrounding. But still, to my surprise, she didn’t move away from me. My dick was still between her ass cheeks as we were holding ourselves tightly together.
Luckily the lights of the compartment were dim enough for the people to not notice us. To my relief, an even bigger crowd started to fill up the compartment. By the time the train started, it was twice as packed as it was before. I placed my right hand on the handrest above her hand and slowly curled my fingers around hers.
Our body heat and scent intermingled with each other. I slowly gathered courage and started to rub my dick in between her ass cheeks. She immediately put all her weight on me and started to rub her ass on my dick. We both were extremely aroused. She bent her left leg behind and touched my left leg.
My leg immediately intertwined with her leg and was locked in place. I took advantage of the dim lights and placed my left hand on the seat handle in front of us. I slowly started encircling my fingers around her nipples and slowly kneaded her left breast.
I slowly took out my dick with the other hand and tried to put it inside her kurti. I kept on putting pressure and suddenly my dick was between her naked ass cheeks. She wasn’t wearing a panty that day. I repositioned myself until my dick was touching her pussy lips.
I looked at her. She was biting her lower lips and the look on her face clearly indicated she wanted me inside her. I started pushing my dick towards her pussy but it was tight. Just then the train pressed the brakes again and with a swift move, the head of my dick was inside her.
She pressed back and slowly inch by inch my entire shaft was inside her. We both were joined to the hilt. We stayed in position for some time then she started making small gyrations. I too joined her movements and within a few minutes our bodies with rhythmically pressing against each other.
Home was still thirty minutes away. I could feel her unprotected pussy tighten against my dick. Our bodies were still slapping against each other but slowly to prevent any onlookers. Slowly, I felt the build-up inside both of us as both our bodies began to tense.
Now I started to frantically pump my dick in and out. Not caring about who was looking up to a point where I could hold no more. I inserted my dick fully inside and climaxed. I could feel her body tense too as she climaxed with me. Our juiced mixed together inside her body as our sweat did outside.
I grabbed her waist and hugged her from behind with all the strength I had. We stayed like that for about twenty minutes and finally separated when the train stopped at the platform. I took my dick out of her. It was covered in our love juices but still hard.
She got down the train first and rushed towards the station exit. I tried to follow her but got lost in the crowd. This was my first time making love to a woman, that too to a complete stranger and also without any protection. I didn’t even ask her name.
I never met her again though I tried to trace out the address she gave me. The experience we both had that day was definitely something worth remembering.
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Vintage Porn SitesI should have known better. I should have remembered that old saying, "If it looks too good to be true, it is." I was in love. She was damned near all I thought about with the exception of my studies and it didn't make sense to me. I prided myself on my intellect and my ability to think logically, but there wasn't anything logical about the way I felt about Althea. She was beautiful, smart and very popular and I was not. I wasn't a bed looking guy, but I was nothing exceptional. I was...
Motherless. A one-word website title that says everything it needs to say. This is a site where the rules are, more or less, completely thrown out the window, morality means absolutely nothing, and there is nobody to save you from it. Hedonism is God here.The site likely is also called this due to the fact that the girls who end up on motherless.com likely have no positive female influence in their lives to keep them from it. Motherless is the place parents spend their whole lives fearing that...
Porn Pictures SitesYou’re now chatting with a random stranger. Say hi! You both like sex. You: hi Stranger: hi You: asl? Stranger: f 19 Stranger: london Stranger: you You: m 21 texas Stranger: nice You: so you like dirty chat? Stranger: I mean bored home alone nothing to do so why not :p You: ok ya I am also alone and feeling lonely You: what are you wearing now? Stranger: long white shirt shorts … Hair in a bun You: I guess you are thinking much before typing. Lol Stranger: wbu You: just feel free and...