It all started on one of my shuttles between Hyderabad and Bangalore. Bangalore Express is pretty full every day but today – as it was Tuesday – my compartment was not fully occupied.
Total of 3 berths were occupied in a total of 8 berths in my section. I got the middle berth and a lady probably in her 30s got the lower berth. An elderly gentleman got the berth opposite.
As is customary in train journeys…the uncle jee started talking about politics and I was commenting about what was my view of current sarkar.
Lady whose name turned out to be Mridula was quite active in our conversation and had lot of radical views. It is rare for Indian woman to be interested in politics and it was such a turn on to hear Mridula speak her mind without any inhibition.
Although I did not care about her until then, as I got turned on by her speech – I took a note of her physique. She is about 5.5, curly hair, not a model figure but her melons were in perfect shape, a somewhat protruding belly, dark complexion and a smile worth killing for.
As we kept talking and as berths were relatively empty – no one warned us to stop. The elderly uncle in the opposite berth had his carefully packed homemade food and dozed off to sleep by 9 and Mridula and I were talking sitting on the same berth until mid night.
Next day was Wednesday – I had to go to office. So around midnight – as I was about to conclude our discussion – the topic took a very steep turn onto woman and equality in sex. Now – I couldn’t stop this topic in middle with a beautiful woman in an almost empty compartment with barely visible lights (elder guy had asked us to shut the lights off).
Me: Equality in sex from a Woman in India is not possible. First we treat sex as something taboo and woman are forbidden to think about sex, let alone have a free will in sex.
Mridula: that may be true for girls living in Villages but not in Metros.
Me: I see 1000s of girls in Metro and who work in American work culture but almost all of them treat the subject of dating, hookup and sex like they are alien subjects.
Mridula: I feel for you. All my 3 friends and I have had crazy nights in Bangalore.
Me: Crazy? How?
Mridula: Just let’s say – non-conventional fun.
I have had a threesome with 2 ladies and also had intimate relationship with 3 couples before and I thought it cannot get any more non-conventional than that.
Me: what – you call woman on top – non-conventional? trying to guess what might a 30 something woman in India could possible experience.
Mridula: Haha. That is old school. I am talking about truly non-conventional.
Me: Now you got me curious. What kind of non-conventional?
Mridula: It’s weird to say it like that. Why don’t you tell me what’s the kinkiest you have done and I will tell you whether I have done equal or more kinkier thing?
Me: How do I know you are not lying?
Mridula: I don’t have a reason to. IF you are too wimp for it – we can call it a night.
Me: No, no. I am interested!
Mriduala: Ok – you begin.
Me: Once I have had sex with a girl and that girl invited her sister to enjoy. Both sisters were close and this sister wanted her elder sister to experience orgasm. I was making out with one while other sucked me. That was the only time I had to use blue-pill to keep both of them satisfied. My body was soared for days.
Mridula: Two girls, impressive.
Mridula did not say anything more.
Me: That’s it? I thought the deal was for you to spill beans when I shared my secret?
Mridula: Not sure if you can handle!
Me: You don’t worry about me, just stick with our game.
Mridula: Once – I had fucked 2 guys together.
Me: Right! I believe you. I said two so you are saying 2?
After lot of back-forth probing and teasing – Mridula told me a very erotic story (I am re-producing it below but I do not have all the details, like her village name, etc, which I am sure she told me).
Mridula: I was driving to my village to meet my grand-parents once and my car broke-down. It was interior parts so couldn’t find many vehicles passing. It was barely 7 pm and the road was barren. Of course, my phone was not catching any signal.
After getting scared to death for 30 minutes and turning too desperate (lonely girl in a car in almost barren road which was pitch dark) – I saw a lorry.
I stopped the lorry and asked the guy to drop me at the village which was good 20 Kms. The guy was stinking drunk. He ogled at me dirty. It was kinda hot as guys in city try to hide their ugly overtures.
He said – ‘karch hoga’ (it will cost). I assumed he wanted money – I told him I can pay him Rs.500. ‘Arrey Madam, paisa humare paas bee hai, yeh lorry hum cash deke kareeda, cash nahee chahiye’ (Mam, I have enough cash – I bought this lorry cash down, I don’t want cash). I asked him what he wanted. He was unashamed and drunk – he said – ‘muje tho aapko sulana hai’ (I want to bed you).
I scolded him in my broken Hindi and asked him to fuck off. He said – fine and left. Scared and lonely – I sat back in car and there was not even a single vehicle for next half-an-hour. I decided to turn back and make it to city.
I saw a vehicle coming in the opposite direction. I waved at it and to my surprise – it was the same lorry wala. He said – ‘Hum tho yahee dekhne aaye ki aapko madat mila hai ki nahee, hume tho kabar hai ki aapko yaha kuch madat nahee milne waala, soch lo, humare saath kushi bee aur lift bee milega’ (I came to check on you whether you got help or not, I know you are not going to get any help here, if you take my word – you will get pleasure and lift). All that getting scared got me desperate and for some weirdness I was feeling tingling between legs too (don’t judge me).
I got into the lorry with much difficulty and driver did not waste any time – he shut the engine down and started to fondle with my boobs. He was stinking of cheap liquor but he was acting like an obsessed animal.
He sucked my boobs for eternity and started to pull my clothes hard – I was scared that my clothes were going to be torn – so I offered to remove my clothes…when he saw my milky color expose in front of him – he turned into an wild animal – he was biting my nipples and pressing my thighs and rubbing his hand against my pussy. He noticed that I was we already wet (it was not him – it was all the scaredness) and he pulled my hand and placed it on his dick – it was BIG and pulsating – I could feel it.
He then signalled me to enter the cabin and to my horror his cleaner was in the cabin all along and watching us salivating. It was too late for me – I cannot possibly get off that lorry without help and I will probably get raped and there is no one to hear me scream – I accepted my fate and convinced myself that it was no different than sleeping with strangers from pubs.
I got into the cabin and I can see the admiration in both of their eyes to have landed on a pretty white lady from the city. They wasted no time – the drunken driver went straight with his tongue stretched to eat my pussy and the cleaner who seemed to be lot younger than driver started to fondle and play with my boobs.
Few minutes into this – I was thoroughly enjoying the attention – and the pounding started.
First the driver pounded hard and was done in 5 minutes. Then the cleaner mounded me and pounded for less than 2 minutes. Both were done and after fondling with my boobs a bit more – the driver resumed to drive. Cleaner was sitting in the cabin still ogling at me.
After about 10-15 minutes on the bumpy road – I felt the hands of the cleaner once again and he was getting wilder by the minute and before I knew it – he started to pound me again – the bumps in the road were not helping either…he pounded a bit longer this time.
About 5 minutes before my village was in sight – driver got back into the cabin – tried and failed to pound me again but he ate my pussy a bit more and then asked me to dress as the village was nearby.
I was stunned to hear such an elaborate story and needless to say – I had a massive hard-on. I was trying to hide it with the newspaper I had in my hand.
Mridula must have eyed my predicament and said – I have to go to office tomorrow – maybe we should call it a night?
I did not want to end it but I couldn’t sit there with this boner. I said that’s probably a good idea and I lifted my berth and was trying desperately to fall asleep. It was probably past 1 am and I was still not feeling sleepy and just then strangest thing happened. I felt a hand probing on my thigh area. I knew it was Mridula.
The hands were probing on my thigh and then slowly on to my crotch. I heard a slight laughter and a whisper – ‘are you sleeping? Surely something in you is not’.
I did not say anything, I just pulled my night pant and underwear down. Now Mridula’s hand were directly touching my naked thigh and eventually landed on my stiff cock which was pulsating in heat.
There was no more whisper or talk. Mridula came toward my head and whispered ‘pretend as though you are sleeping’ saying this Mridula tucked her head into my blanket and what followed is just a dream come true.
Her wet and warm mouth wrapped my cock dripping in pre-cum. I was already primed with her story and the slow play we had before she dared on my cock. I knew I couldn’t hold it for more than 10 minutes. But for those ten minutes – she worked my cock like a pro.
After 10 minutes of Slurping her way up and down – I warned her in a whisper that I was going to climax and what she said was even more exciting ‘if you were sleeping – would you stop from climaxing, just go with it’ – those words in husky voice made me cum few seconds sooner and with an amazing gush that I have not felt in a long time. Mridula did not let me go while I was gushing the hot volcanic eruption – she took it all in, every drop of it.
After a few seconds she whispered again. ‘Don’t expect anything more, just sleep and stay put, if you try to take advantage – I will scream’.
It was strange but I had no need to try and do anything stupid. I already got a lot more than I would have expected in a train. I woke up many times during the night and just admired her face lit in the full moon rays falling from the tinted glass.
Train arrived into Bangalore early before 6.00 am. I was standing at the door and had not seen Mridula in her berth – after few minutes – I saw her walk out of the bathroom and her morning face was even more adorable. We both got down at Majestic. It turned out we live in the same part of the city which will take more than Rs. 500; I dared to ask her if she wants to share the cab. She said ‘only if I get to drop you first’.
I thought that was reasonable and said ok. We were smiling and laughing lightly looking at the window and trying to steal glances of each other. For rest of the world – no one knows what happened in the train. And for the two naughty adults – it was a night that we both will not forget in a long time.
As we both were busy stealing glances and exchanging naughty looks – 50 minutes had passed and we arrived at my place. I got down, picked my luggage from the trunk and was about to say bye to the beautiful stranger but she was nowhere to be found in the back seat. I was baffled and looked around – Mridula had got off the cab. I paid the driver and walked toward her and asked what happened.
She smiled even more naughtily and said ‘I need to clear my throat again, I don’t think I got all the mileage you are capable of last night’.
As though those words penetrated directly into my dick and it got attentive. I had nothing to say except thanking my lucky stars. As we walked the stairs to my apartment – we both called in sick for the day and we enjoyed each other’s company thoroughly whole day. I will detail those next time.
About the author: Krish here. I am currently living in Bangalore but I shuttle between Hyderabad and USA. I love eating a clean juicy pussy and have been in 3 MFM scenarios, two threesomes but what I enjoy the most is to eat a clean pussy with my whirlwind technique and watch the lady orgasm right my mouth.
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