This incident took place few years ago. I was travelling by West coast Express in 2nd AC compartment. I boparded from Mangalore Station. I was allotted with a upper berth. The train left at 8 pm. A window side berth was vacant and I was sitting there. I was going to join my husband who was working in Madras. As the train started speeding up, a sikh gentleman around 40 carrying a suitcase came and requested me if I mind to vacate the berth as it has been allotted to him. I said pointing to upper berth No.14 " see that is my berth, being lady travelling alone I find it difficult to climb up and down. So kindly Permit to occupy this and you may take my upper berth " to which suggestion he agreed smilingly. He lifted and placed his suitcase on the upper berth and lifted and broughtdown my luggage and placed in beneath the seat. He sat on the same berth facing me and we got in to conversation. We talked about many subjects under the son. He was quite knowledgeable a
nd a good humourist. As I was a teacher I too showed my power of eloquence wide spectra of knowledge. He was very fluent in English and Hindi. Time sped by. We had dinner around 10 pm. I told him that I was feeling sleepy and would to lie down. He said ok. and took my permission to continue sitting on the same window side berth till he felt sleepy. It was the month of December weather was cool. I covered myself with the blanket supplied by the Railway. I dossed off quickly.
It was past midnight and I was in deep sleep. I felt a hand touching my feet, caressing the soles of both the feet with mild stroking. I fully woke up and pretended asleep with out moving. After some time one hand strated moving upward and started caressing my legs rubbing a bit hard. I felt good and remained motionless. Then I felt the hand started parting my legs a bit and the hand travelled upward along my fleshy thighs. Swinging motion of the train, cool weather, and strong male hand lovingly caressing my lovely thighs drove me to deep sleep. Suddenly I felt his middle finger touching my clit and lips of my cave. He drove his finger in to my ... and started a few strokes. I felt fine and I liked his act. I parted my thighs slightly to allow his finger to go deeper in to my cave whose walls had already becoame wet. I just opened my eyes partially and saw in the dim blue light that everything was quiet in the compartment. No movement of passengers and every one f
ast asleep. I looked at Sikh friend's face he was looking away all engrosed in fear of detection and unexpected pleasure of touching and feeling eccastacy of a way of foreplay.
Then he used his thumb and index finger to squeeze and twist my clit and both the vagina lips some time smoothly and sometime with mild force. I enjoyed the act and kept my eyes closed. As his hand work changed rythm and speed I wanted to scream out in sensual pleasure but remained silent and slid a bit forward to enable his finger to dig in to my pulsating and wet vagina. He increased the speed I lifted my knees and parted them in utter pleasure. At this moment his finger work becme more force ful. I started shivering and I was fully ready for a real copulation. I closed my thighs tightly and with my right hand gripped his right hand hard and urged him not to take his finger out. But pulled my hand and made me to getup and suggested that me go to the toilet that was just nearby. I walked first he followed me. I opened the door and went in he too came inside and bolted th door. He pressed my boobs with out unhooking the blouse and kissed me hard on my lips. I wanted
to touch and feel his manliness. I tried to unzip his trouser. He unbuckled his belt and unzipped and rolled his pants a little down uo to his knee. There was a big bulge in side his underwear. I put my hand in pulled it out. " Lo !" what a sight the tip with red knob swollen with its foreskin fully back mejastically stood beckoning me to penetrate me. I held it tight felt its warmth and strength gave few strokes. He turned meto face the toilet wall. Made me to stand bending forward with my butts facing him.
He lifted my sary and petticoat. rolled it over my back. Luckily I was not wearing a pantie. He took his gun in his right hand and brought it near my vulva. partially parted. He rubbed my vagina mouth with his knob. A chill ran through my spine from hip to head. He placed his dik in exact position and gave a forceful forward jerk holding my waist with both his hands. Forced it fully in with drew it almost out and hammeded in. ten to fifteen strokes in slow motion to measure the deapth my cave. Then he speed up his thudding action with intense force. His fully swollen prick had filled my hole and was throbbing inside that wetness and heat. At this stage I gave few movements fore and aft indicating to drive on. He gripped my waist afresh and drove in and out making a hard hitting sound. I was totally in a blaked out stage and I cried out. Now he loosened his grip from my waist and cupped my boobs and holding them pressed hard and made continuous strokes like a
strong GS dog mounting a bitch in full heat. The speed increased I was enjoyng it and suddenly a full withdrawl and full thudding stroke. He held me locked in that position. I felt like hot lava after eruption of a volcano splashing the walls of my vagina. A feeling of pleasure words cannot explain. We both stood motion less for a few seconds. I enjoyed the strong and hard dick of Punjabi lion playing in my pussy. Then I felt his prick shrinking, my vagina grip loosening and finally he pulled out his tool. I helped him wash it and dry it wth my pettycoat. I made my dress alright. He held me close and kissed me. Patted my butts and whisperd in my year. "Madam ! you are Fantastic". He opened the door and went out . I followed him closing the door behind. He climbed up his berth. I lied down in my window side berth as if nothing ever happened. Train reached Madras Central at 6 in the morning. We detrained and walked off even with out wishing good-bye eachot