Chennai Mail – A Train Yatra – Part 1

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I am Faizal 31 years old 6 ft tall and with a gym body. I am working as a Software Consultant in Chennai. It all happened on rainy day.. I was traveling from Chennai to Thiruvananthapuram. It was Deepavali season and there was absolutely no reservation available. There was no other choice, I bought an unreserved ticket and boarded the Thiruvananthapuram Mail. I was lucky enough to get a window seat. It was a very old compartment. There was no light in our row.

When the train reached Katpadi it was jam packed. When the train was about to move two ladies came running and boarded our compartment. One of them was carrying a baby. The other one was carrying a bag and a suitcase. No one bothered to give space for the lady with the baby. The reason is the next station is Salem and that is about two and half hours to reach. I felt sorry for the lady. I managed to adjust the other passengers, so that the lady with the baby can be also accommodated in the seat. She requested to me to offer the window seat and I did so. I didn’t know why she preferred the window seat.

Let me describe about her. She was so beautiful wheatish colour, even in the dim light she was glowing. She was of average height but had a plumpy figure. Since she had little space to sit, half of her right bum was on my lap. It felt great. My body started to get hot. She was almost resting on my shoulders. It was still raining outside. I slowly started to talk to her.

Her name is Nasreen, she is on her way to Kayankulam, in Kerala, and the person with her is her maid. Her travel agent has cheated her by handing over a Waiting list ticket. Without knowing it was not a valid ticket she has boarded the train. The Ticket examiner has asked her to board the unreserved as the reservation compartment was full and advised her to buy a valid ticket from Erode where the train will halt for about twenty minutes.

Without proper tickets she was totally confused and a bit shaken. I consoled her that I will get the tickets from Erode. The train was moving very slowly and came to a halt at Jolarpet station. The train doesn’t have a regular stop at Jolarpet. There was an announcement that the train engine has failed and only after an engine change the train is to depart, that too after half an hour.

I took this chance and got down the train and got her tickets from Jolarpet station. She thanked me. She was praising me like anything. She almost started to enjoy my company. The train started its journey. It was almost eleven. Almost everyone in row started to sleep expect me and her. Even the passengers in standing started to dose. The baby was fast asleep. So far so good. My left arm was on the window and her body totally on me. I felt as if I was holding her tight against me. She was seating in a convenient posture. She also stared to enjoy our closeness. The baby was about one year old. Suddenly I thought naturally she has to feed the baby, which was the reason she preferred the window seat. This made me crazier and wild. When is she going to feed the baby?

Intentionally I put my left hand to touch her shoulder, hip, buttocks and said sorry to her. She did not mind it. She was holding the child on her right shoulders and her left arm was also on the window.

After sometime I moved my left arm and rested on the her arms which was on the windows. Now her left hand was under my hand. I pretended to be in sleep. She didn’t move her hand. This encouraged me. I raised my hands and caressed her left breast. My hands were able to measure the size on entire left breast. My god that was of some size. Double D D D D.. Slowly but gently I squeezed her breast. I was sure that she was also enjoying it. After some time she slowly turned to me and gave a mischievous smile. In the faint light I could see the enjoyment in it.

Now I have the signal to do whatever I wish. Slowly I moved my left hand on her belly and started to press it. It was so soft. Now her entire weight was on my shoulders and she completely surrendered to me. I gradually started to press both her breasts. But they were not soft. I wondered why it was so hard.

Slowly I started to remove the hooks of her blouse. With such a huge breast pushing forward I found it very difficult to do so. Understandingly she herself loosened three hooks of her blouse. She guided my hands to touch her magnificent breast. She was wearing a different type of brassier. The brassier has a small slit just to reveal the nipples. Now I started to squeeze the breast harder. I felt warm milk oozing out from her breast on my palm. I licked it. It tasted sweet. This made me hornier. I wanted to suck her breast.

When we arrived at Salem her maid got a seat opposite to us. Nasreen handed over the child to her maid and preferred to sit with me. Now we had ample space as there were only four passengers in each rows. A few minutes after Salem the child started to cry. Now Nasreen took the baby turned her entire body towards the window to breast feed.I wanted to see it, but I was aware that the maid will be watching me from the front row. But the baby refused to drink the milk. She was getting annoyed.

She started scolding the child. I consoled her and asked what happened. She said the child was having slight fever due to cold and is not drinking the breast milk. The baby started to cry more loudly. As the maid has travelled almost for four hours in standing she was very tired and went fast to sleep as she got a seat. So I asked Nasreen not to disturb her maid. I took the baby and went and stood near the door. It has stopped raining and a cool breeze was sweeping through. This should have made the baby comfortable and it started to sleep again.

Nasreen also came near the door and she stood so close to me. Anybody seeing us would have thought that we were couples with a child. This made me very encouraging.

We stood there chatting for about ten minutes. She took the baby from me and went to her seat. I too followed her. She laid the baby on the seat and sat very close to me again. We were in same old position her buttocks on the lap. This time she stared to play on my lap. It was totally dark in our corner of the seat and no one could see what we were doing. Slowly she moved her palms on my groins. I couldn’t control myself. My cock was getting enlarged. Her back was almost on me with her face resting on my shoulders. I slowly kissed her on her forehead.

Gradually we were getting the mood once again. I gradually slipped my right arm on her belly and slowly raised it hold her breast. She caught hold of my hand. I thought what was wrong. But read what happened next.

I couldn’t believe myself as she guided my hands from her belly straight down to her cunt. This was the first time I have touched a cunt. This made my body shiver. I started to press her cunt harder. She whispered to be gently and slow. Now I know the method how to caress a female cunt. I slowly penetrated my middle finger inside it. She made a slight moan. It was wet.

There was lot of chemical changes happening in me. My cock has become very big as she started to play with it. It was trying to come out of my pants. We couldn’t control ourselves.

By Erode the compartment has become almost empty. Only three of us and and baby occupying two rows of seat. Nasreen handed over the child to her maid as there were none in her row. Nasreen asked her to lie down with the child on the seat. The train has to run two and half hours to the next station Palakkad. I slowly said this to Nasreen. She giggled and leaned more freely on me.

After about ten minutes she suddenly felt a sharp pain in her breast. She said it was unbearable. I asked her what the reason was. She said as the child did not drink her milk for the entire day. Her breast was full and this caused the pain. I asked her how I could help her. She almost dragged me to the toilet with the western one. She locked the doors. In a flash she removed the hooks of her brassier to reveal her huge boobs to me.

Oh my God.. What a sight?

Her breasts were bigger than I expected. Almost half the size of a handball, It was cream in colour. I felt as if the breast were going to explode. I could view the green veins all over the breasts inside the creamy skin very clearly.

I was really shocked by her action. She asked me whether I have seen a bare breast before. I said no. She pulled my head towards her breasts and asked me to suckle it. I leaned forward and started to drink from her breast hungrily. She was breast feeding me. I drank from both the breast. Now slowly the breasts were becoming softer.

I kept on sucking from one breast and squeeze the other. Her breast milk splashed on my face. She started to laugh. I kept on emptying her breast. I drank as much as I can. This made me a bit dizzy. This was a great experience. What a taste.

She was starting to moan. Since the trains sound was louder no one could hear us. She caught hold of my head and started caressing my back. I understood that her pain has subsided; now she has started to enjoy.

I was having a real trouble in my pants.

I slowly whispered this in her ears that I too have problem under my pants. She understood me. Pushed me to the wall of the toilet, like an expert she opened the zip and released my huge cock and examined it. I was proud to have an eight inch cock. She said she was impressed by the size and the thickness of it.

In one go, she pushed the head of the cock to her mouth and started to suck my cock. Oh I couldn’t resist. My head started to spin. My heart was in my mouth. My blood circulation was increasing.

Now I started to moan. This was the first time I am having my cock sucked. I started to admire her; she was a stunning beauty, but a bit plump. May be after the delivery she has put on weight. But still she was sexy goddess. I was enjoying every second.

I was about to explode, I cried to her. She immediately released my cock and pumped it and I ejaculated my entire cum on the toilet walls. I was surprised to see the quantity of my juice. I haven’t ejaculated so much.

She stood up and hugged me and asked whether I was a first timer. I said yes. She was so thrilled. She made me sit on the western toilet. She raised her pardha and the saree and removed her panties to reveal her clean shaved triangle.

God what a sight………..

She came forward and sat on my erect cock. She slowly guided my cock to her slippery cunt. My entire eight Inch slipped into her cunt easily.

She started to move her hips and asked me fuck hard in the sitting position. We moaned very loudly. I tightly grabbed her plumb buttocks and fucked her vigorously.

I now pushed her to the wall of the toilet and stared to fuck her in the standing position. As she was very short, I have to bend a little to insert my manhood into her cunt. She was making all sorts of noise. I was banging her like hell. She was also enjoying it. I was squeezing her buttocks.

Now and then I hungrily sucked her breasts which were soft now. Her breast and buttocks has changed to red by my action. She should have realized the pain but still enjoyed it.We fucked for nearly twenty minutes. We both came together. I couldn’t control myself. I release another big load into her cunt.

She realized it. She started to scold me. Since she has drained my cum before fucking, she was certain that I would not be able to ejaculate again. She miscalculated my ability.

I apologized and said I couldn’t control, as I was a first timer. My cum was dripping out of her cunt and on her legs. She laughed and started to clean herself with a tissue paper.

I asked her whether I should help. She giggled and said that may arouse us again.

I said I was ready for another fuck.

But she refused.

Slowly we came out of the toilet one by one and went to our seats. Her maid has turned the other side with the baby and was fast asleep. Nasreen lay on my lap and in minutes went to sleep as she should be dead tired after my pounding. I leaned my head on the windows and tried to get some sleep. In minutes I was also into deep sleep.

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