04-09-2020, 02:11 PM
Update:
Finally the day arrived, I was excited as if I was going for some adventure tour. I had taken a lot of effort to look poor, bought clothes including my innerwears from road side vendors. I had imagined a lot of things in my mind for the coming week.
I also got a cheap phone for myself as using smartphone may lead to suspicion.
I had become more or less used to living in slum without AC and other luxuries.
I also worked on my language so that I sound like a normal wife of a Watchman and not a highclass wife.
Baban and me were going to the village by train and that too in a general compartment.
I was carrying a old bag in which I had kept my clothes.
I had never travelled in a general compartment before but I have seen them.
I was wearing a really cheap saree with cheap blouse. Plus I had really worked hard these last 8 days on myself so that I look poor.
I was wearing no makeup,no lipstick nothing. I had worn a simple mangalsutra , earrings and glass bangles. I had taken my pallu very conservatively.
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We took a autorickshaw to go the station. I noticed the auto driver stealing glances looking at me. But Baban was behaving like a perfect husband .He kept his hand on my shoulder. So the auto driver couldn't do anything more than stealing glances.
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We reached the station. It was around 8:30 pm in the night. The train departure was at 10 pm.
I was shell shocked looking at the crowd. There were people everywhere. Most of them were workers from Bihar , UP etc....
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It was really crowded. Our train journey was an overnight one.
I had traveled in train before but always in 2 tier AC or 1st tier AC. But I never had travelled in general compartment in my life.
As we entered the general compartment of the train the visuals were shocking. People were sitting everywhere. There was not even an inch of space.
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Most were poor labourers and construction workers as it was evident from their clothes . I could also smell lot of gutkha and paan in the air.
There were very few women.
Me and Baban started to move ahead to see if we can get any place to sit.
Most of then men were staring at me hungrily. With all the cheap clothes , no makeup I was still the hottest woman in the general compartment. I could see the lust in their eyes.
But Baban was protectively holding my hand all along....so nobody tried doing anything.....
After searching all the compartments we couldn't find any place to sit at all.
Then Baban told me that this happens usually and then he took me to the area near toilet. It was like a small varandah between toilet area and compartment. But to our surprise there were couple of men there too already. But there was little space beside a old man. Baban asked me to sit there. I sat beside the old man and Baban sat beside me. There was not much space.
The old man smiled at both of us. He tried to make more space by moving more towards the door so that we could sit properly.
As it was very close to toilet. I could smell urine and shit. But as u all know by now....these things turn me on.
There I was, a upper middle class educated wife sitting near the toilet area in general compartment.
I was already sweating ...and my armpits were really wet.....
The old man was in his 50s sitting nearby. He had a long beard and he was bald . He probably haven't shaved in long time. His teeths were dark red probably due to pan and tobacco
His dark sun tanned skin meant that he probably was a construction worker . He was not much tall....he was even shorter than me.
I was sitting sandwiched between the old man and Baban.
Old Man - beta kidhar ja rahi ho?((Where are u going?)
The old man asked me
Amruta - Ji Hum Bihar ke Rampur gav ja rahe hai( I am going to Rampur village in Bihar)
Old man- kon sath hai tere?(Who is with you?)
Amruta - Ji mere pati sath hai(I am going with my husband )
I said putting my hand on Babans shoulder
I noticed that he stared at my boobs....and I didn't mind him staring at my boobs.
Old man - Beta Nam kya hai tumhara?
Baban - Ji Mera Nam Baban hai
Old man - kya Kam karte ho ? Labour ho?
Baban - Ji me Watchman hu society me
In between the talking the old man was stealing glances at my body.
Old man - me ek construction site pe labour work karta hu.
Bahut Sundar biwi hai tumhari par ye gaon ki to nhi lagti?
( Your wife is beautiful but she doesn't look like a girl from village?)
Baban - chacha hamari love marriage hai. Aur Amruta shaher me hi Pali badi hai
(Ours is a love marriage and Amrutha has grown up in the city)
He said boasting
Old man - beta gaon ki aurate to pallu se dhak ke rakhti hai apna chehra...bataya ki Nahi isko....?
Amruta - Ha bataya tha inhone...gaon Jane ke bad me bhi dhak lungi.
Baban - chacha apki family Kaha rahti hai? Apke sath?(Where is your family chacha?)
Old man - nahi beta meri family to gaon me hi rahti hai. Sheher me rah paye sab itna me nhi kamata. Sheher me Akela hi rahta hu.(My family lives in village....as I don't earn enough.....)
The old man was staring at my boobs.......but Baban didn't suspect anything because of the age of the old man.
Now train was in full speed and it was 11 o clock in the night.
After sometime Baban fell asleep with his back towards me.
Even most people in the compartment went to sleep..
I did not feel like sleeping as it was new to me. I was feeling a bit cold so I took a kambal on my body.
The old man was also awake.
Then the old man took out a small tifffin from his bag. It has 2 rotis and some chatni.
He offered me to have it.
I declined but he kept on insisting so took half roti. The roti was really hard and not that tasty. But I didn't say anything.
I ate it and thanked him for the roti.
While eating the old man kept his hands on my thighs. I was really enjoying the attention so I didn't object .
Old man - kitne bacche hai apko?(How many kids do you have?)
I was a little surprised by the question.
Amrutha- Ji chacha Ji abhi Nahi hai bacche.(I don't have kids)
Old Man - Shadi ko kitne sal hue?
Amrutha- 3 sal hue chacha(It has been 3 years)
The old man looked surprised.
Old man - kyon beta kuch problem hai kya?(What's the problem?)
He said with his hand on my waist.
I was embarrassed by this question I didn't know what to say.
Amruta - ji humne dono ne milke hi decide kiya ki abhi bacche nhi chahiye....(We decided not to have kids so soon...)
I said blushing.
Old man - ye kya bat hui bhala......iska matlab tumhara pati tumhare sath topi pahan ke karta hai?( This means u have sex with your husband with condom?)
The old man was asking bold questions one after another. And it was making me horny.
I was shocked by his direct question.....
Amruta - ji ha topi laga ke karte hai......(Yes he fucks me with condom)
Old man - dhat....ye kya bat hai ....biwi ko bhi chodne ko topi lagani pade to shadi ka kya fayada.....phir biwi aur randi me kya farak raha.
(What's this nonsense ....if u have to fuck your wife with condom.....then what's the difference between prostitute and wife.....?)
He said laughing
I had no answer..... so I kept silent.
Meanwhile he was now caressing my waist......and I didn't resist at all....I was getting turned on.
The old man was getting bolder since Baban went to sleep.
Old man - Iska matlab tumhari chut ne kabhi lund ka pani nahi piya?(It means Ur pussy never tasted cum?)
He was getting dirty.... while talking
I decided to enjoy and play along
Amruta - ji nhi (no I said shyly)
Before I finished answering he put his hand inside my saree and started to rubbing my pussey over my panty.....
"Ahhhhhh....ufff......"
As my pussy was already wet ,the panty had become moist ...so he noticed it immediately
Old man - tu to pahle se hi garam ho chuki hai(You are already wet.....)
He said smiling wickedly
Amruta - chacha hath nikaliye....mere pati uth gaye to muskil ho jayegi...
(Please remove Ur hand ...if my husband wakes up.....it will create problems.....)
He laughed
Old man - iska matlab tu tayar hai....sirf pati ki chinta hai........sali......
(That means u are ready......but you are only worried about getting caught.....)
And he put his hand inside my panty and slowly inserted his finger inside my pussy.
"Ahhhhhhh.........uffffffffffff"
"Chacha ........nikaliye....bahar ......ummmmmmm......ye uth gaye to muskil ho jayegi......"
(Please remove Ur finger....ummmmm.......if he sees us like this.....my marriage will be in danger....)
Old man : koi nahi uthega....bas tu chup baith....(No one will wake .....you just enjoy....)
And he kept fingering my pussy.....
I had shawl on my body......so it was not possible to know what was happening below....So the old worker kept fingering my pussy........
Then he held my right hand and guided it inside his pajama....I was in for a surprise.....As my hand reached inside.....I felt a huge gigantic dick....it was longer and thicker than Babans dick.
He pulled the shawl on his pajama...so everything was going without anyone's notice....anyway ..most of the train was sleeping .....
Now old man was fingering my pussy.....and I was giving him hand job.
I was finding it difficult to hold his dick with one hand...it was that huge......Old man was physically short and weak but his dick was exactly opposite.....
.....
The old man now...put 2 fingers in my pussy....and suddenly I felt my orgasm.....I controlled my moan...by biting my lips.....
"Ummmm....ahhhhh"
AND I had huge orgasm..............
Old man- beti tera to Pani Nikal Gaya ab Mera bhi Nikal.....(now help me reach my orgasm....as I have helped you...)
I increased my hand movements to make him cum.... quickly....but it was of no use.....I kept giving him hand job......
He again started fingering me.......
I tried everything.....to make him cum....but his gigantic Dick was nowhere near to cumming....
And his fingering again made me hot....now I wanted to have his dick inside....but there was no place
Old man - ye Lund hath se nhi Pani chodega...isko to chut hi Chahiye....(my dick will not cum by hand job....it needs hot pussy. ...)
Amruta - meri chut to ready hai chacha....par Yaha kaise .....
(My pussy us ready for your dick... but...how can we do it here?)
I was ready to fuck him. I wanted dick in my pussy badly.
He smiled wickedly.....as he knew I was ready for fuck...he stopped fingering......He thought for a minute.....
He whispered in my ears
Old man - sun me compartment ke us side ke toilet me jata hu......tum....10-15 minute bad udhar aana....Kisi ko shaq bhi nhi hoga....
(I will go to toilet in that side of compartment.....you come there after 10-15 minutes...this way noone will have any suspicion...)
I was convinced by his plan....and my pussy was burning to take his huge dick inside.....I looked at Baban and he was snoring.....I was relieved...
I said yes to the old man......I could see lust and happiness in his eyes....
The old man went to the toilet.....I waited for 15 minutes.....and started walking towards toilet....my heart was thumping.....I looked around people were sleeping everywhere.....I reached the toilet door finally...with my heart racing..I felt like cheating Baban although I was not his real wife....it was strange feeling...I whispered ..."chacha"......
TO BE CONTINUED.......
Finally the day arrived, I was excited as if I was going for some adventure tour. I had taken a lot of effort to look poor, bought clothes including my innerwears from road side vendors. I had imagined a lot of things in my mind for the coming week.
I also got a cheap phone for myself as using smartphone may lead to suspicion.
I had become more or less used to living in slum without AC and other luxuries.
I also worked on my language so that I sound like a normal wife of a Watchman and not a highclass wife.
Baban and me were going to the village by train and that too in a general compartment.
I was carrying a old bag in which I had kept my clothes.
I had never travelled in a general compartment before but I have seen them.
I was wearing a really cheap saree with cheap blouse. Plus I had really worked hard these last 8 days on myself so that I look poor.
I was wearing no makeup,no lipstick nothing. I had worn a simple mangalsutra , earrings and glass bangles. I had taken my pallu very conservatively.
]
We took a autorickshaw to go the station. I noticed the auto driver stealing glances looking at me. But Baban was behaving like a perfect husband .He kept his hand on my shoulder. So the auto driver couldn't do anything more than stealing glances.
]
We reached the station. It was around 8:30 pm in the night. The train departure was at 10 pm.
I was shell shocked looking at the crowd. There were people everywhere. Most of them were workers from Bihar , UP etc....
It was really crowded. Our train journey was an overnight one.
I had traveled in train before but always in 2 tier AC or 1st tier AC. But I never had travelled in general compartment in my life.
As we entered the general compartment of the train the visuals were shocking. People were sitting everywhere. There was not even an inch of space.
]
Most were poor labourers and construction workers as it was evident from their clothes . I could also smell lot of gutkha and paan in the air.
There were very few women.
Me and Baban started to move ahead to see if we can get any place to sit.
Most of then men were staring at me hungrily. With all the cheap clothes , no makeup I was still the hottest woman in the general compartment. I could see the lust in their eyes.
But Baban was protectively holding my hand all along....so nobody tried doing anything.....
After searching all the compartments we couldn't find any place to sit at all.
Then Baban told me that this happens usually and then he took me to the area near toilet. It was like a small varandah between toilet area and compartment. But to our surprise there were couple of men there too already. But there was little space beside a old man. Baban asked me to sit there. I sat beside the old man and Baban sat beside me. There was not much space.
The old man smiled at both of us. He tried to make more space by moving more towards the door so that we could sit properly.
As it was very close to toilet. I could smell urine and shit. But as u all know by now....these things turn me on.
There I was, a upper middle class educated wife sitting near the toilet area in general compartment.
I was already sweating ...and my armpits were really wet.....
The old man was in his 50s sitting nearby. He had a long beard and he was bald . He probably haven't shaved in long time. His teeths were dark red probably due to pan and tobacco
His dark sun tanned skin meant that he probably was a construction worker . He was not much tall....he was even shorter than me.
I was sitting sandwiched between the old man and Baban.
Old Man - beta kidhar ja rahi ho?((Where are u going?)
The old man asked me
Amruta - Ji Hum Bihar ke Rampur gav ja rahe hai( I am going to Rampur village in Bihar)
Old man- kon sath hai tere?(Who is with you?)
Amruta - Ji mere pati sath hai(I am going with my husband )
I said putting my hand on Babans shoulder
I noticed that he stared at my boobs....and I didn't mind him staring at my boobs.
Old man - Beta Nam kya hai tumhara?
Baban - Ji Mera Nam Baban hai
Old man - kya Kam karte ho ? Labour ho?
Baban - Ji me Watchman hu society me
In between the talking the old man was stealing glances at my body.
Old man - me ek construction site pe labour work karta hu.
Bahut Sundar biwi hai tumhari par ye gaon ki to nhi lagti?
( Your wife is beautiful but she doesn't look like a girl from village?)
Baban - chacha hamari love marriage hai. Aur Amruta shaher me hi Pali badi hai
(Ours is a love marriage and Amrutha has grown up in the city)
He said boasting
Old man - beta gaon ki aurate to pallu se dhak ke rakhti hai apna chehra...bataya ki Nahi isko....?
Amruta - Ha bataya tha inhone...gaon Jane ke bad me bhi dhak lungi.
Baban - chacha apki family Kaha rahti hai? Apke sath?(Where is your family chacha?)
Old man - nahi beta meri family to gaon me hi rahti hai. Sheher me rah paye sab itna me nhi kamata. Sheher me Akela hi rahta hu.(My family lives in village....as I don't earn enough.....)
The old man was staring at my boobs.......but Baban didn't suspect anything because of the age of the old man.
Now train was in full speed and it was 11 o clock in the night.
After sometime Baban fell asleep with his back towards me.
Even most people in the compartment went to sleep..
I did not feel like sleeping as it was new to me. I was feeling a bit cold so I took a kambal on my body.
The old man was also awake.
Then the old man took out a small tifffin from his bag. It has 2 rotis and some chatni.
He offered me to have it.
I declined but he kept on insisting so took half roti. The roti was really hard and not that tasty. But I didn't say anything.
I ate it and thanked him for the roti.
While eating the old man kept his hands on my thighs. I was really enjoying the attention so I didn't object .
Old man - kitne bacche hai apko?(How many kids do you have?)
I was a little surprised by the question.
Amrutha- Ji chacha Ji abhi Nahi hai bacche.(I don't have kids)
Old Man - Shadi ko kitne sal hue?
Amrutha- 3 sal hue chacha(It has been 3 years)
The old man looked surprised.
Old man - kyon beta kuch problem hai kya?(What's the problem?)
He said with his hand on my waist.
I was embarrassed by this question I didn't know what to say.
Amruta - ji humne dono ne milke hi decide kiya ki abhi bacche nhi chahiye....(We decided not to have kids so soon...)
I said blushing.
Old man - ye kya bat hui bhala......iska matlab tumhara pati tumhare sath topi pahan ke karta hai?( This means u have sex with your husband with condom?)
The old man was asking bold questions one after another. And it was making me horny.
I was shocked by his direct question.....
Amruta - ji ha topi laga ke karte hai......(Yes he fucks me with condom)
Old man - dhat....ye kya bat hai ....biwi ko bhi chodne ko topi lagani pade to shadi ka kya fayada.....phir biwi aur randi me kya farak raha.
(What's this nonsense ....if u have to fuck your wife with condom.....then what's the difference between prostitute and wife.....?)
He said laughing
I had no answer..... so I kept silent.
Meanwhile he was now caressing my waist......and I didn't resist at all....I was getting turned on.
The old man was getting bolder since Baban went to sleep.
Old man - Iska matlab tumhari chut ne kabhi lund ka pani nahi piya?(It means Ur pussy never tasted cum?)
He was getting dirty.... while talking
I decided to enjoy and play along
Amruta - ji nhi (no I said shyly)
Before I finished answering he put his hand inside my saree and started to rubbing my pussey over my panty.....
"Ahhhhhh....ufff......"
As my pussy was already wet ,the panty had become moist ...so he noticed it immediately
Old man - tu to pahle se hi garam ho chuki hai(You are already wet.....)
He said smiling wickedly
Amruta - chacha hath nikaliye....mere pati uth gaye to muskil ho jayegi...
(Please remove Ur hand ...if my husband wakes up.....it will create problems.....)
He laughed
Old man - iska matlab tu tayar hai....sirf pati ki chinta hai........sali......
(That means u are ready......but you are only worried about getting caught.....)
And he put his hand inside my panty and slowly inserted his finger inside my pussy.
"Ahhhhhhh.........uffffffffffff"
"Chacha ........nikaliye....bahar ......ummmmmmm......ye uth gaye to muskil ho jayegi......"
(Please remove Ur finger....ummmmm.......if he sees us like this.....my marriage will be in danger....)
Old man : koi nahi uthega....bas tu chup baith....(No one will wake .....you just enjoy....)
And he kept fingering my pussy.....
I had shawl on my body......so it was not possible to know what was happening below....So the old worker kept fingering my pussy........
Then he held my right hand and guided it inside his pajama....I was in for a surprise.....As my hand reached inside.....I felt a huge gigantic dick....it was longer and thicker than Babans dick.
He pulled the shawl on his pajama...so everything was going without anyone's notice....anyway ..most of the train was sleeping .....
Now old man was fingering my pussy.....and I was giving him hand job.
I was finding it difficult to hold his dick with one hand...it was that huge......Old man was physically short and weak but his dick was exactly opposite.....
.....
The old man now...put 2 fingers in my pussy....and suddenly I felt my orgasm.....I controlled my moan...by biting my lips.....
"Ummmm....ahhhhh"
AND I had huge orgasm..............
Old man- beti tera to Pani Nikal Gaya ab Mera bhi Nikal.....(now help me reach my orgasm....as I have helped you...)
I increased my hand movements to make him cum.... quickly....but it was of no use.....I kept giving him hand job......
He again started fingering me.......
I tried everything.....to make him cum....but his gigantic Dick was nowhere near to cumming....
And his fingering again made me hot....now I wanted to have his dick inside....but there was no place
Old man - ye Lund hath se nhi Pani chodega...isko to chut hi Chahiye....(my dick will not cum by hand job....it needs hot pussy. ...)
Amruta - meri chut to ready hai chacha....par Yaha kaise .....
(My pussy us ready for your dick... but...how can we do it here?)
I was ready to fuck him. I wanted dick in my pussy badly.
He smiled wickedly.....as he knew I was ready for fuck...he stopped fingering......He thought for a minute.....
He whispered in my ears
Old man - sun me compartment ke us side ke toilet me jata hu......tum....10-15 minute bad udhar aana....Kisi ko shaq bhi nhi hoga....
(I will go to toilet in that side of compartment.....you come there after 10-15 minutes...this way noone will have any suspicion...)
I was convinced by his plan....and my pussy was burning to take his huge dick inside.....I looked at Baban and he was snoring.....I was relieved...
I said yes to the old man......I could see lust and happiness in his eyes....
The old man went to the toilet.....I waited for 15 minutes.....and started walking towards toilet....my heart was thumping.....I looked around people were sleeping everywhere.....I reached the toilet door finally...with my heart racing..I felt like cheating Baban although I was not his real wife....it was strange feeling...I whispered ..."chacha"......
TO BE CONTINUED.......
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