Adultery A Night of Error - (Completed)

[usaiha2]

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she became aware that the three hands that were touching her had moved as if directed. She felt the fingers of the hand that was on her slit start to pinch, and the two hands behind her slipped completely underneath the waistband. As if on cue, all three hands started a downward motion.

She was feeling ecstasy. This was her first experience with unknown people apart from her husband, and she did not want to lose this opportunity. Let them do whatever they wanted. Today she would allow everybody to do anything to her. She wanted to be like a cheap whore.

At first the hands lifted her saree, and petticoat simultaneously up to her waist.

Then the hands behind her were pulling down her panties, and were assisted by the hand that had been on her slit pinching the damp material downward. They were removing her panties!

Sonali's body still refused to move, allowing herself to be disrobed by at least two and possibly three strangers.

She felt the train stop again, and Sonali sensed that the train was approaching a stop.

Her panties were, by this time, nearly halfway off, the three hands working together as if this were a practiced maneuver. She felt a thumb touch the crack of her ass at it continued its journey downward.

The train stopped, and she heard the hiss as the doors opened. She felt movement in the bogie. She was still boxed in the middle of the bogie, the three hands continuing to remove her panties, which were now halfway down her thighs.

The hand that had been on the crotch of her panties must have let go of them, as she felt a pair of fingers return, touching the folds of her flesh at the entrance of her cunt without her panties "protecting" her.

Her panties were now lowered past her knees, and the two hands behind her moved back up to her ass.

The fingers on her slit had started a rubbing motion, and to Sonali's pleasure, she could feel that the fingers were getting plenty of lubrication from her.

Then Sonali realized that there were two more hands on her now, touching her stomach above the fold of saree where it was knotted. Then she felt that hands started unfold her complete saree from her body, and she was only left with petticoat only.

She felt that she was being stripped to naked before public, and a new sexual thrill, passion, and madness came to her whole body and mind. She forgot that she was a respectable professor, wife of a renowned Doctor.

No, she thought, she was a cheap whore in the train, let she be fucked by any passengers in train. Even if they would offer her money definitely she would accept.