Sweet Memories
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Hi to all ISS readers, I am a new comer to iss, happened to see it accidentally. After reading many stories, now I am coming with few incidents in my life which I always like to cherish as sweet memories of my life. I am not adding or taking anything not to disfigure those sweet memories, so you are going to read what exactly happened in all my writings. I am 27yrs now, doing a high class job in our society. This incident happened 4yrs back. As part of my job I had to make frequent train journeys and I preferred to make it during night to save time. I used to travel by reservation but once it happened that I couldn’t get a reservation and because the trip was a very urgent one, I managed to get into the general compartment. It was too tightly packed that standing itself was getting difficult .I cursed myself for getting into such a compartment as I will have to travel for 7 more hours in that position and I didn’t expect I will get a seat in that rush train. I was standing in the corridor and when the next station came, a family got in with a husband, wife and their daughter. They were in their thirties and the daughter, probably a school going child. Seeing them entering this compartment, I made some way for them to get in, but during this process I too was pushed in and was standing behind the lady and with her daughter in front of her. I always respected woman personally as well as professionally. But I remember I always had strong sexual feeling towards married woman since my childhood, and fantasized fucking them. Now as the train was too tightly packed, I was standing very near to this lady and I was touching her especially on her butts on and off. I noticed that she was a beautiful lady, fair with a good figure and I had become a bit horny by that time and my dick was touching her soft butts. Initially I tried to refrain from it, I felt that she was pressing her buttocks back, I enjoyed the feeling and I tried to bring it exactly in between her butts and felt she is also enjoying it.
After some time, I slowly brought my hand behind her, tried to press her buttocks but as her husband was standing nearby, I did it very fearfully, first I grabbed it in a soft way but she didn’t show any dislike and slowly started squeezing it firmly and felt like she is responding very positively. I pressed both her butts one by one. I had my laptop bag hanging on my shoulder, I placed it in such way to hide my hand movements. When the train stopped the next station, two persons got up and this lady and her daughter got seat. I was so depressed as I lost my ‘partner’ and I stood beside them. During this time, her husband had found some place in the luggage rack above the seat and was sitting eyes closed. After some time, she asked me where am I going and when she heard I have to travel quiet a long, she adjusted herself and made some place beside her and asked me to sit. I felt so happy to sit beside her touching her. Her daughter was feeling sleepy and she reclined on her lap. I sat such a way that she was sitting behind me and my back was in front of her. I slowly started touching her left breast with my back, slowly I pressed it and she didn’t show any dislike rather adjusted herself so that whole of breast touches my back. After some time, she moved forward and put both her hands on the back of her daughter who was sleeping on her lap. I positioned my laptop bag in front and I placed my left hand behind it and moved towards her breast , I touched her breast with my finger tips and she was just startled as she was not knowing my movements. Now what she did, really encouraged me, she unfolded her sari (a silk sari) pallu and put it over her hands and looked above what her husband is doing. I understood that she made sure that her husband has started sleeping and it gave me very positive signal. By this time, all other passengers in our compartment were feeling sleepy. I slowly moved my left hands forward behind my laptop bag and her sari and touched her big boobs with my fingers, slightly pressed. Now she didn’t show any signs instead she closed her eyes as if going to sleep. I started Cupping her breasts over her blouse. It was much bigger than I thought . I wanted to feel her boobs and I slowly moved my hands above and fingered thru the upper border of the low cut blouse. It was very soft and full but I couldn’t reach to the nipples and it was quiet uncomfortable. That feeling made my self bold and I tried to unbutton her upper hooks with very difficulty, but I succeeded and untied the upper three hooks. I noticed that she was getting a bit anxious but didn’t show any discomfort. It gave me enough space to slid my hand inside her blouse and bra. A trembling sensation came thru her as I slid my hands into her bra and touched her nipples and I could sense it I cupped her big boobs eagerly it was much bigger than I assumed., her nipples were so erect like a stone and long and wet. I pinched her nipples with my fingers and I could see that she was clenching her teeth to suppress those expressions but I knew she was breathing very fast. I cupped and squeezed it many times for almost one hour, I felt how lucky her husband would be and then I started getting pain over my hand due to its very awkward position and I slowly withdrawed it. Now I very much wanted to touch the softness between her thighs. I made a plan in my mind how to proceed now, I adjusted my laptop position and looked around to see whether anybody is suspicious over me, but almost every body were at verge of sleep. I put my left hand on the laptop bag holding it erect like that and took my right hand slowly moving it towards her belly and touched her belly.
My fingers searched over her belly and fingered her navel, again she trembled a bit. I felt horny again and I played with her deep navel with my finger I felt she got aroused a lot. Now my hand tried to move down over her lower abdomen but her petticoat had been tied so tightly that I couldn’t proceed further. Moreover her daughter was lying on her lap. I felt so depressed and I tried every way but couldn’t move my hand down. I took my hand back slowly. Suddenly she stood up and went to the toilet. Her daughter continued sleeping leaning behind the seat. A lot of thoughts came thru me, I wished to go to the toilet along with her but it was a rush train and people were standing there near the door of the toilet and it would be surely unwise to do anything with her even if she would be willing for it. After some time she came back and sat beside me and she bent forward and started to sleep with her hands over her lap and her head over it. I decided I will give one more try and I again put my hand over her belly and started moving it down and to my surprise she had loosened her petticoat very much. I was so much encouraged with her cooperation and timely action; I slowly started moving my hand down crossing her waist. I felt so excited when I started feeling her pubic hairs I slowly moved my hand under her panty and felt the softness of her mount. My fingers searched through her pubic hairs and accordingly she too parted her legs slowly. I slowly put my fingers over her wet pussy and I pressed it and she was feeling so good that she pressed my hands thru her sari. I explored her most precious parts with my fingers. I slowly parted her pussy folds and found it was very wet and hot. By that time, I knew she was in heaven and tried move my finger into her wet pussy. First I couldn’t but she parted her legs as far as possible in that seating position and I slid it into her wet hole, it was tight and it got tightened as I started moving it. I could feel that all of her muscles were getting spastic and she is pressing hard on my hand and I felt she was Cumming. I finger fucked her for some time for around 15 mins . I could feel her erect clit and when I pressed it she again went into another spasm and she pulled my hands away. I slowly took my hands back. My cock had been iron rigid by this time; I wanted to take my juicy finger into my mouth. I stood up and went to the toilet and tasted her juice on my index finger. I jerked off with a heavenly satisfaction and came back to my seat and it was almost 3.30am and the lady was sitting There with her eyes closed. I sat there and I put my hand over her hand which she had kept between us and I pressed her hand she then held my hand and pressed it softly. I felt so happy and thrilled I wanted to talk to her but she was sitting her eyes closed leaning towards her daughter.. After some time, her husband came down from above, asked her to get ready as their destination station is nearing. She awakened her daughter and got her bags and chapels ready. I didn’t know what to do, I wished to talk to her but I couldn’t. Finally their station came and was about to leave. I was looking at her, enjoying her beauty. Suddenly she turned behind to take her bag and she whispered to me in a low voice ‘thanks’ with a smiling face and the I still cant forget the glistening in her wide eyes…I couldn’t see her again but her whispering voice still resonates in my ear. Dear readers, don’t misunderstand, I don’t believe in disturbing ladies publicly while traveling nor I encourage it. I believe sex is a fun when it is harmless to each other and to any other person as happened between us. It adds joy to our life that is what life taught me through many happenings like this, I will tell you later. What is your opinion? If you are a like minded person please scribble a few lines for me at ‘’.
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My Sweet Lovely Tigress, It was early Saturday morning at 5.30am that I awoke from my restless sleep… you see, all night I was tossing and turning and my dreams were filled with romantic dreams/visions of us together… I could see in my mind’s eye, us together entwined in a passionate embrace, exchanging longing kisses which were long belated… lying on my bed, it felt so real that at last my dreams had come true… that my yearning for you would be fulfilled… With my eyes closed, I whispered a...
As she drives down the highway, her mind wanders to the last time that she and her lover were together. She could still feel the first embrace of his arms, the first kiss on her lips, and the smell of him after being apart for so long. Oh how she missed him during those weeks that they could not be together. How she longed to be with him, if even for a few brief moments, but she knew the reasons why they could not be together and accepted them no matter how much it hurt her heart. She could...
Memories of the times I shared my then very attractive hot wife are tattooed in my mind, the wonderfully erotic memories like pornographic movies of those oh so hot times. Following are some details of some of the more horny things that occurred over 15 years between my wife and I with those horny men we got together with. The major turn on for me was to watch my wife fucked and used by someone else, was my obsession. Her to let her hair down and enjoy the erotic adventures with another man...
REPRESSED MEMORIES by BobH. (c) 2003 "She was stunned when our sessions first brought those memories to the surface," I said, "could not believe her own sister - now her brother - had used a magic stone to switch bodies with her when they were children and that she had been born a boy. Until she found the stone." "She switched bodies with me," said my companion, "not knowing the stone only works when both want to switch." "People never believe how easy it is to plant false...
Memories Revisited: Teach Your Children Well By Heather St. Claire It was Saturday, and the city was still waking up. Although the stores at the Twin Pines Mall were not yet open, their employees, delivery people, mall walkers and others already had the structure pulsing with life. Inside one of those stores, a clothing shop for plus-sized and tall women, the owner was having tea in her break room with a customer who required special considerations?because he was a man. Eric Madsen...
Chapter Fourteen: Futa Ghost's Naughty Memories By mypenname3000 Copyright 2017 My blood-soaked shide hissed down at the yokai-possessed Daimyo. Blood streamed from his face, wounded by my first exorcism attempt. Mitsuko-hime, my lovely Ōjo-sama, screamed in terror, not understanding what I was doing, and threw herself over her father. I had a moment of frozen time, Mitsuko-hime staring up at me, tears streaking the white makeup coating her face. She looked like a crying doll. I had to...
He was reading the Sunday paper and read about a new drug that could erase bad memories from your mind. Suppose, he thought, as he had seen in a recent Jim Carey movie, your brain could be wiped clean of sad and traumatic thoughts. According to the article, ‘Each time you retrieve a memory it must be restored, and when you activate a memory in the presence of this new drug it prevents the restorage of the memory, and the next day the memory is not as accessible’. Boy, the man thought, ‘I need...
So, just wanted to say Hi (to anyone thats reads this!) Ive been on Xhamster for several years but never really posted anything. Ive had a very interesting and fun sex life over the years - and thought Id share some of my experiences/memories. This particular one here, is about the first time I had a major edge session (back then I'd never heard of edging or gooning! lol ) which led to hands down, one of my best orgasms in my life!A quick bit of back story. Ive always been pretty highly sexed,...