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Hi all… I am an avid reader of this site and I wanted to narrate an incident that happened to me just 2 hrs back when I was traveling in the London Underground Train London, UK. Any comments and interests can be sent to Also looking forward to hear from any ladies in London, UK to have temporary sexual interests as well…All activities will be kept secret in the best interests.
About me I am 5’ 11”, medium built, 28 yrs old single Indian from Bangalore. I own a company in Bangalore and I came over to London to promote my business… I have been living in London for last 2 months doing business and meeting many of my clients which I have been quite successful. I stay near to a place called Hatton which is on the Piccadilly Line traveling towards the Heathrow airport. The story starts now.
I was traveling back to London from New Castle after meeting a client and I got down in King Cross Station and got into the Underground, I came to the Piccadilly South Bound underground and was waiting for my next train towards Heathrow, I saw this gorgeous lady who was quite hot. I got interested and stood near her. She looked at me and I smiled and she turned back without anything. When the train came in and stopped, we got it…and Oops! The train is completely crowded… nowhere to stand and it was quite tight. I stood just behind her and the train started to move.
Let me explain this girl to you… she looked like a Japanese girl about 5’6” height and 22- 25 yrs old, slim and possibly 32-26-32… while I was standing behind her I started smelling her hair and it was quite awesome (The cosmetics in London are too good…) and it completely turned me on and my woodoo master started popping up though I controlled it…I adjusted myself so that my voodoo was touching her butt… at first she turned and saw me but then as there was no space, I believe she couldn’t do anything…
I smiled and said “Sorry”…she said “Its Alright” and I moved back…but to my interests she moved back along with me…and holy cow… I didn’t know that this girl was getting interested… She moved her butt to feel my prick and she seems to be enjoying quite a lot… I then held her stomach and pushed her towards me and this girl easily sledded with me… My voodoo guy started becoming stronger and harder and the girl seemed to be enjoying quite a lot… This went on for some more time…and I started smelling her and brushing her for some time…
She gave a good time helping me masturbating within my pants…and I moved with her along with the rhythm of the train… but suddenly she stopped and got down in the Hyde Park Corner station. I said “oh my god, what Happened… KLPD?” My voodoo and I both enjoyed the journey so far…and well I believe she too enjoyed it for quite some time. When my train was moving, I saw her over the window and she smiled and went away…
I thought this ended my journey of my enjoyment and I was quite hot and was perspiring… but to my amazement, a lady who was standing somewhere came in and stood in front of me… I later realized that this lady was watching all that I had been doing for a long time… Let me first explain this lady… She is of Indian Origin for Sure (confidently Hindu) because I saw the standard Indian bindi and married of course (as I saw the mangal sutra)…but I didn’t make out the origin i.e. north or south… however doesn’t make any sense…
She was about 26-30 yrs old medium built, 5’4” height and about 38-28-38 size.. she was wearing a black top and a black frock up to her knee…This lady standing in front of me whispered to me “You seem to be quite a naughty boy. I have been watching you from a long time on what you did to the other ladies”. Wow… I didn’t know that some was really watching all the stuff I did…it was crowded and
I was enjoying but this lady seem to be enjoying watching me…and she basically turned back to me and pushed me back… because I was standing behind the door.. I moved a little bit to come to the center of the train carriage and got into a comfortable position… once I got comfortable…the lady pressed herself behind me and since I had my back to the walls of the train
I could get my voodoo open up again..and she started brushing me quite well without making much movements… we were enjoying this for some time and it was like I was in a seventh heaven…and to my surprise, this lady took my hand and put it in her stomach from below her top… which gave me more pressure to pull her towards me and smell her body… her sweat smell caused tremors in me and I moved to Cloud 9. She moved her hair and showed me her bare neck which
I kissed and it brought goose bumps on her neck… and she let a small moan. I then moved my hand from her stomach towards her breasts, I was able to get myself a good access to pretty Plums and I started squeezing them…. She let a slight moan “mmm” and I am sure she must have had an orgasm (which I got to know later on)…as she whispered me to make it stronger… and since there was a good crowd there…and no one cares what’s happening with others…I was enjoying playing around with her plums squeezing them harder and
Harder and she kept moaning “mmm mm” and meanwhile she kept brushing my voodoo harder…I and her both were enjoying…and well after sometime I masturbated in my pants and started sweating…and I was sure she got to know that I got my stuff ejaculated…and she slowed down her body movement. but she still allowed me to caress her plums…and she kept moaning…
Once I was done… I wanted to make her time better as well… so I moved my hands from caressing her plums towards her stomach and then towards her lower abdomen… I realized that she was wearing a frock with elastic band so it was quite easy for me to put my hands inside her frock and then into her panties…I pushed my hand little more and got access to her clitoris and her V Hole…it was wet and then I knew that he had had an orgasm… I moved my hand in such a way that her clits were presses and being nurtured well and she closed her eyes and enjoyed the whole thing…
I did this for some time and then moved my middle finger and pushed it into her V Hole… she let a bigger moan…and kept enjoying it…I went on moving my finger in and out slowly for some more time until I felt the hot fluid started pouring and touching my fingers… and she was still with her eyes closed kept enjoying the whole thing… I then removed my hand…slowly so that no one got to know what we did in the last 15-20 minutes…
She got down in Hounslow station… (about 2 stations before mine) and went out…but before she got down she said “Thank You” and I said “The pleasure was mine”…(We both had our own pleasures satisfied)…After she got down…I saw her over the window and she gave a smile and a wink… and then I thought to myself…”what a day!”
I hope the readers enjoyed what happened today…The memories has been so good that while writing this story my voodoo was very hard and I had .Jto masturbate once more… Once again any comments and interests can be sent to . Also looking forward to hear from any ladies in London, UK to have temporary sexual interests as well…All activities will be kept secret in the best interests.
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Hi dear, i hope you remember me. This is your own Beena auty/Beena Chechi or simply Beena. Its your wish you can call me the way you want. Last time i introduced my self with my real life experience in the form of “Sales girl”. I hope you enjoyed it well and i hope i made you guys shoot out you loads reading it. But iam sad about one thing, because of me your loads were wasted into the air, i wish all that could have gone into my mouth so that i could have drank each and every drop of it…he he...
Hi all. I am Beena (pen name). I have read many stories on this website and i loved reading it. After reading it, i felt to submit my own experiences. I would like to share my personal sexual encounters with you all to read and enjoy. While u read this, hold on to your hard wet dick and shake it slowly. Before starting the story let me ask you..what is sexual encounter? i know when you guys hear this word, first thing that come to your mind is your Beena aunty, lying on bed with her legs wide...
..so it happened when i was 17.. ..I was on a club night out in London. I had actually started my love affair with the capital a few years earlier, simply I had hit puberty early and so looked older than i was. The excitement of being well out of my league in terms of age/experience etc.. was always something i found attractive and so really up until it became legal for me, i spent as much time as i could with a few like-minded friends finding new places to explore. ..so it was then at...
As I sit on the train, I cant not help but think what this trip will bring. I have not seen my long term girlfriend in over a month so I have that funny feeling you get in your stomach before you have something important to do. We are meeting in London for a night out and staying overnight at quite a posh hotel five minutes walk to Oxford street. I am a student, studying sports science at university. I have always been involved in sports and over the last year, been hitting the gym hard at...