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my name is Gigolo, I am a system engineer in a giant MNC and working in Pune. Basically I’m from Mumbai. I’ll narrate about my experience with a horny girl with whom I had sex in the train bogie itself.

There is a proverb that girls and ladies behave in strange ways; rather nobody can predict how they would behave. I am going to describe it in one of my experiences, being my second and last incident during train journeys.

Once, I was coming back from my hometown. As it was Deepawali season, there was heavy rush in the train. I boarded the train around 12.20 AM (midnight) and went looking for my lower berth. In the dim light of night-bulb I found somebody sleeping on it with a bed sheet covered all over due to cold as winter had set in. Before calling the TTE, I wanted to make sure if someone for a short journey thought of sleeping on the vacant berth till the passenger who had reservation turned up.

I called the person to get up and vacate my berth. But the person did not hear me probably being in deep sleep. So I prodded the person with my right hand. I felt as if my fingers pressed into a ball of sponge. Before I could withdraw my hand in a shock, the person jumped up with a gasp removing the sheet. I found myself staring at a lady or girl of around 26 years of age with her sari off her big bosom. In the dim light, I could not figure if she was married or not.

I said sorry to have shocked her but reminded the berth belonged to me. In fact, my fingers had dug into one of her breasts while prodding her. It was her turn to say sorry as she lay on my berth. The following conversion revealed that she and her grandmother were going to Calcutta but they got one berth only. I saw her grandmother lying on the middle berth with a sheet covered over her body.

She promptly vacated my berth and kept standing. Now I was in a dilemma. My ethics wanted me to offer my berth to a lady. But since it was going to be a 2-nights journey, I needed some sleep too. But I and she can not sleep on the same berth also. She can not sit on the middle berth with her grandmother as it was quite impossible due to very low height between middle and upper berths. I decided to make sacrifice and offered her to lie on my berth and I opted to sit at the edge of it. No amount of persuasion could make her agree. Instead, she went and sat at the edge of the lower berth opposite to mine.

I wondered if she was offended with me thinking I nudged at her boob knowingly. As I was truly innocent, I could not do anything about it. A little annoyed with her cold attitude by opting to sit at the edge of the opposite berth (where somebody was already sleeping), I did not attempt to offer to take the middle berth so that she and her grandmother can occupy my lower berth together.

I purposely lay on my berth keeping my feet towards the window so that my head and face were towards her. I covered my body with a sheet and closed my eyes as if going to sleep. But I really went to a stupor. When I opened my eyes and checked my wrist-watch I found the time 2.40 AM (early morning), that meant I slept for nearly two hours. I quickly glanced toward her. I found her still sitting at the edge of the berth and dozing.

It took a minute for my eyes to adjust with the dim light to concentrate on her body. Since she could not lean back because of the person already on the berth, she bent forward keeping her head on support of her hands resting on her knees. I found the aanchal of her sari off her bosom and fallen on to her left hand. I caught my breath when I found two fair, big melons eager to roll out from inside her blouse. Nearly three-fourth of her boobs was clearly visible to me now. It was a real treat to my eyes. I went on enjoying it making no sound or movement, but ready to close my eyes if she woke up. After 10 minutes or so, she adjusted her sari and posture. Within few minutes, she again went to the earlier position.

I didn’t know when I slipped to sleep again. I woke up hearing a thud. I found her nearly sprawled on the floor of the train obviously fell off during sleep. Luckily nobody woke up. I helped her to stand up. I told in a suppressed but strident voice enough was enough and she should lay on my berth now and I would sit on one side of it. For the first time, she smiled and thankfully insisted for her sitting and she moved to my berth now. I therefore lay in a crouching manner, with legs folded, giving her more than required space to sit comfortably.

After 20 minutes or so, slowly I eased my bent body position allowing my head to touch her thighs. She did not react. She must be really tired, because within next 15 minutes she slept again but now comfortably resting her back on the back-rest of the berth. As if doing in sleep, I lifted my right hand and slowly placed on her lap. I became aware she woke up, found my hand (may be looked at me sleeping too) but did not remove it from her lap. Now the puzzle occurred. Instead of leaning back, she bent forward resting her head on her hands again. That left a distance of only a few inches between my hand and her boobs. I still can not say for sure if she did that purposely or not.

After 15 minutes or so, she bent further forward, surely in sleep bringing her boobs nearly close to my palm. I kept my hand crawling up in millimeters. After sometime suddenly I became aware my fingers touched her boobs. Surprisingly there was no reaction from her. My fingers slowly began to work. I caressed her left boob over her blouse very slowly. Though I was pretending sleep, I knew she opened her eyes and found my hand on her boob. She must have looked at my face and found me in deep sleep yet doing this.

I expected a shove on my hand from her any second, but surprisingly nothing happened. I reasonably assumed she enjoyed my caressing her boob. That really encouraged me to go further. Posing deep sleep, I slowly began to press her boob. Nothing happened. Now, I increased pressure and squeezed her boob. Still nothing happened. Now I was really in a fix if I should open my eyes or not. If her enjoying my squeezing was restricted to while I was in sleep only, then I should not open my eyes. Because, otherwise, if I opened my eyes, she will move away and I will lose whatever pleasure I could have enjoyed. So, I decided to pretend sleeping only.

Next, I allowed my fingers to crawl and creep in between her body and blouse to reach her naked boob. I cursed myself as there was a movement from her. Though I thought I goofed up everything, but luck was on my side. She leaned back only to open two hooks at the lower side of her blouse and kept her boob touching my hand again. I could not believe my luck! Now my hand was cupping her big boob over her bras. Slowly I began to press and squeeze it. Then there was another movement. She must have lifted her bras as I felt her cold nude boob touched my hand.

I became aware she made some more movements. I could not believe my luck again! This time she adjusted her sheet to cover her bosom and my hand. I decided to break my acting and opened my eyes. I smiled at her. She blushed but smiled back. I raised my head to rest it on her lap now. Raising my both hands, I held her neck and brought her face down. I rammed a deep passionate kiss on her lips. Her lips were cold but soft. As I began to suck her lips, she covered our heads with the sheet.

The kissing over, she removed the sheet from the heads. Now I began my real play with her boobs. As I attempted to unhook her bras, she prevented me but she lifted it up a little more for my benefit. In any case, both her boobs came exposed. They were big, soft but the nipples were firm and erect. I went on rubbing, fiddling, fingering, caressing, pressing and squeezing her boobs. She shifted her eyes between my face and towards other passengers sleeping on berths.

Now, my mind was burning with the desire to suck her boobs. I expressed that to her in whisper. She adjusted her sitting position with her legs folded on the berth. I kept my head resting on her lap. She bent further forward touching her left breast on my face. I allowed her breast to run on my face. A faint smell of a sweet-perfume was emanating from her bosom. I extended my tongue out and began to lick her nipple, aureole and all over the boob. I became aware her breathings became deeper and faster. Then I took her nipple into my mouth and began to suck it softly. I heard her releasing a suppressed moan. I went on relishing myself sucking her boob for long.

She knew my gesture to suck her other boob. Exactly at the moment she inserted her other boob into my mouth, the train entered a big station which was a junction. The train pulled up with a small jerk. There were heavy shouting of “Chai...chai...chai...” By several vendors outside. We quickly regained positions at safe distance. She had pulled down her bras, hooked her blouse and adjusted her sari in time a few passengers got up obviously hearing the shouting. Some of them lifted the windows and bought tea. I glanced at my wrist-watch which showed around 4-45 AM. The dawn was slowly setting in. I whispered to her that nothing more was likely to happen till next night. She smiled and said “hopefully”. That was encouraging to me.

Thankfully, of course, the following morning, afternoon and evening were very pleasant to both of us. It was exactly in the morning I could see her clearly and knew her better during conversation. She was very fair, average-beautiful and almost of my same build. She wore a transparent polyester saree and a low cut blouse revealing a little upper part of her boobs. Her boobs might be 34C if not 36. It would be difficult for anyone to choose if her big boobs or her thick parted thirsty-looking lips made her look more sexy.

Luckily for me, the other passengers in our coupe were labors from an Orissa company on deputation for some project construction work in Cochin Port returning for Deepawali holidays. Seeing us from an elite class, they were very respectful to us talking in English. Mostly they remained near the doors of the bogie talking loudly among them. Her grandmother spent most of the time looking outside, sometimes joining our talk. She and I were anxious to pass the day quickly. We played chess. Though she was not an expert, yet I made her win twice out of three games. We exchanged some food and sweets during breakfast, lunch and dinner.

By 10.30 in the night all the passengers had gone to deep sleep on their respective berths covering their entire bodies with sheets or blankets. I had helped her grandmother to climb up to her middle berth. She obeyed me by lying on my lower berth... I sat on the berth at the side of the window and she lay with her head opposite to me covering her body and legs with a sheet. Both of us were pretending sleeping. We could hear the snoring of the labors on their berths.

Though I was happy thinking of my ensuing pleasures, yet I could not think of a safe way to fuck her. After about 20 minutes, I made some sounds deliberately to see if anyone was awake. But nobody was. I switched off the dim blue night-bulb and our place became dark. I slowly inserted my right hand into the sheet and touched her legs. She was expecting it. Slowly, I pushed her saree up to her knees. Then I began to massage her soft legs. She sat up and lay keeping her head towards me. I knew she wanted kissing or to have her boobs caressed and sucked first. So, I opted to start with the kissing session.

I bent on her and began kissing her lips. I inserted my tongue between her parted thick lips and probed inside her mouth rubbing her tongue too. Often I took one of her thick lips into my mouth and sucked softly. I was getting hot and I began to kiss her eyes, nose, cheeks and ears. I softly bit her cheeks carefully not to leave any teeth-mark. Later, as my hand touched on her bosom, she unhooked her blouse, lifted her bras and brought her boobs exposed. Lying on her back, her boobs spilled covering her entire chest. I adjusted my sitting posture so that I could hold both her boobs in my two hands. I caressed her boobs rubbing over it in circular motions. Then I did that with her aureole and nipples. I held her nipples between my thumb and index fingers and tweaked them. Later, I began to squeeze her boobs hard. She released a soft suppressed moan.

I bent my head over her bosom. I took one of her boobs into my mouth. I played my tongue on her nipples. This was followed by mad sucking. Then I did the same with her other boob. I must have taken twenty minutes relishing myself with her boobs. I knew my cock was struggling inside my pants to be set free to stand fully erect. However, I began to caress her soft belly. As my hand could not go to reach further, I asked her to lay in opposite direction which she did keeping her legs towards me.

I lifted her saree keeping the sheet in place. I slid my hands into it and began to caress her legs. As my palms kept crawling to her thighs, she made a little jerk. I leaned further and my hands now covered her thighs and reached her pussy with panty. I rubbed her pussy madly. She again jerked out of pleasurable sensations. Slowly, I pulled down her panty up to the knees. She might have shaved her pussy about a week ago, as there was very little growth of pubic hairs now. I rubbed her entire pussy with my hand. At times, I divided her pussy lips with my fingers and rubbed her clitoris softly. Often she shook her legs and moaned.

Her pussy began to secrete juice making it wet. I slowly inserted my middle finger into her whole and finger-fucked her. She bounced in extreme pleasures. Soon I found my finger fully drenched with her juice. I could not resist and wanted to enjoy it. I turned, bent on her and brought my mouth on to her pussy. When my lips covered her pussy, she nearly jumped shrieking a little. Suddenly I turned around to see nobody heard it. In fact, nothing could stop me now. I madly kissed her pussy often licking it thoroughly from bottom to top. The pleasure she got was too much. Separating her pussy lips, I rubbed her clitoris with the tip of my tongue. Then I took it inside my mouth and sucked it softly.

I found her juices almost oozing out. I separated her pussy lips further, wiped her hole with my tongue and swallowed the juices. She was writhing in pleasures. But I could not shoot my tongue into her hole. I tried by removing her panty in full, keeping one of her legs hanging down outside the berth. May be because she could not separate her thighs widely due to less width of the berth and the uncomfortable position in which she lay, I could not succeed in sucking the inner walls of her vaginal canal. Lastly I contended myself by my continued licking and sucking her pussy as much was possible.

After a few minutes, suddenly I felt a spasm in her pussy and she discharged her cum. I shamelessly admit I greedily gulped down her entire juices, not because it was having any taste but I had gone mad in head. Even after her cumming, I continued to suck her pussy for another ten minutes. After her second orgasm, I stopped sucking the pussy.

Now my sole intention was to fuck her. And I had no idea how to do it. My cock was still struggling inside my pants. At first, I thought of taking her into the toilet, but decided against it. I pulled down my pants and underwear up to knees and took out my hot erect cock. I kept her one leg hanging making room for me in between her legs. It was quite difficult alright. But I refused to give up. The more difficulty it posed, the more determined I became to fuck her in any way.

Somehow I managed to lay on her and covered our bodies with the sheet. With her hands, she kept her pussy lips opened as I placed the head of my cock on her pussy hole. While she guided, I pressed and pushed the cock into her. Yes, due to the difficult position, my cock could not penetrate fully. At that time she whispered into my ear “Come on... don’t waste time, fuck me in this position fast”. So, I accelerated and made vigorous thrusts. While I fucked her vigorously, she held her hands around my buttocks pressing me hard into her. Then she did something wonderful which made our penetration complete. She brought up her legs, wrapped it around my body near the buttocks and held me tightly. With one or two thrusts, my cock went fully inside her.

She was terribly hot as she began to give upward thrusts with her pussy. In 3-4 minutes, she attained climax. Soon, I got up momentum and I too discharged deep into her tunnel. I offloaded from her body. She took her hanky, wiped her pussy clean of our mixed juices and threw it out. We were totally happy and satisfied with that wonderful fucking on a train berth even in uncomfortable position.

As I tried to sit again on the berth, my head hit the middle berth very hard. There was a thud and it pained my head heavily. I found some movements from the middle berth. I took the sitting position pretending dozing. She too pulled up the sheet to cover her body keeping space between us. I noticed her grandmother extending her head down to look at her. I told her grandmother my head hit her berth and everything was fine. Then I went to the toilet. I found my underwear wet drenched with the cum. When I came back and sat at the space she prodded me.

I think she wanted more. I whispered to her to keep cool as any more attempts would be dangerous with her grandmother awake. Because, I cared more for her safety and security than my own. We spent the night like that. The next morning, or for that matter till we got off from the train at our destination, she acted very nicely. She kept her face expressionless as if nothing had happened between us in the night. Neither she nor I asked for each other’s contact particulars. And, that was the end of it
2 comments

anonymous readerReport

2013-01-22 23:19:20
This whole thing makes me sick. it shouldnt be that way. stipud guys . ( love them but ya hate em too) it shouldnt be about looks. let me tell you, i cant even drive down the road with out being whistled at and im not at all egging them on. i dont even pay attention to them. I get my job, by being me. and have a strong work ethic, i dont go acting silly and dumb, and playing off my looks to get a guys attention, life isnt about looks. looks fade. its about who you are some people are so pretty/hot and their personality is so disappointing. i say, its about the heart. sounds cliche to some of you , but really , some day, i hope you see, it shouldnt be like this. dont encrourage other girls to flaunt it this is how our young teen girls are getting pregnant at such a young age, or posting nude pix on myspace or something. it gets us girls in trouble. b.c guys cant settle down. this is so disturbing.

anonymous readerReport

2012-05-30 16:01:16
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