04-04-2022, 12:51 PM
The ticket checker checked our tickets and went she was hot I closed the door and I asked her who were those 4 guys and she just told I don’t know they just grabbed her and took her to that room.
I said what and before I could say anything she sat on top of me and didn't you like it and started kissing me. She was cleaning my brain and taking it a to a zone where she is getting fucked and she wants me to like the same.
Then I undressed her and fucked her pretty hard seeing all those I was pretty hard and fucked her too long this time. I told her to be careful as anyone couldn’t be so nice just have sex and leave you and if something happen we both have to face our parents. She told ok she will be careful we spoke at a length.
We slept and some station arrived then there was a knock at the door and she was sleeping and I opened the door. Her eyes opened as I opened the door as this tall two guys entered they were young 24-25 college students. My Radhika immediately glanced at them with a morbid expression.
They were both dark-skinned guys and were probably college students. One of them was 6 foot tall with a well built toned muscular body, he was wearing a T-shirt and jeans. His T-shirt was skin-tight that accentuated the solid rock-hard muscles on his chest and abs deeply. He was square-jawed, which made him look quite handsome.
The other guy was completely opposite, he was thin as a stick and was wearing a loose buttoned-up shirt that almost clung on to his shoulders like a hanger. He was as tall as his friend but his face was covered with that Om Puri type face. When they entered our section, they were initially shocked to see her and she smiled at them. They kept staring at her with wide hungry eyes
The big muscular guy started introducing himself, he was Bashir and his friend and both were medical college students. he stretched out his hand for a handshake and I shook it immediately. He had a tight grip and his hands seemed kind of rough at first. Sayyed appeared to be a little shy but eventually he shook my hand as well.
They both kept on stealing glances at my voluptuous wife, who seemed to be looking out the window without paying any attention to our conversation.
My wife looked at them and said “Hi”, with a slight smile. Before, she could turn away though, Bashir put his hand out for a handshake and my wife was forced to oblige. As soon as my Radhika grasped the muscular guy’s hand, he lightly brushed his thumb over her fingers feeling the smoothness of her fair, taut skin – and gave a wry smile to her. Radhika immediately pulled her hand away and gave him a look. But the bastard kept on smiling.
It was 9:15 PM and we had our dinner and the train had started! Bashir immediately sat down beside my wife and Sayyed sat down beside me. The three of us then started chatting about Medical stuff and since my wife was not knowledgeable about the topic, she kept looking out and occasionally was looking outside to admire the scenery.
Time and again, while chatting, I noticed Bashir shifting in his seat and little by little he was trying to shift closer towards Radhika. I was a little worried but I was also quite excited at the prospect of these college guys being attracted to my sweet, homely, voluptuous wife.
It was close to 10:30 PM. It was raining and it was pretty much chillier. My wife told its pretty cold and Bashir immediately pulled the blanket which was kept up and it will be good for both of us why to waste the others. I was surprised and my wife too didn't say anything. My wife, feeling cold with the AC full reluctantly agreed.
As Bashir attempted to wrap the blanket over both their bodies, his hands lightly brushed against my wife huge tits and she immediately shivered and blushed. Bashir just looked at Sayyed and smiled wryly, without saying a word. Now, in the pretext of sharing a single blanket, Bashir had moved so close to my beloved wife that I could make out from the outside of the blanket that their arms were almost touching. Our conversation continued as normal and my Radhika would now occasionally throw in a statement or two in between.
It was 10:45. As our conversation was going, I suddenly noticed that my Radhika had grown silent and she was occasionally gulping. I even saw beads of sweat forming on her forehead. I wondered why she was sweating when it was getting progressively colder inside the compartment.
Then, as I looked down towards their blanket, I noticed that young stud Bashir’s hand lightly moving under the blanket and from the position of his arm and the way it was moving, I could clearly make out that this pervert was actually fondling my wife’s luscious breasts from underneath the blanket.
He was taking full advantage of the cover as I noticed the outline of his fingers lightly tracing the contours of her huge melons. I saw my wife’s face and noticed she was carefully biting her lips to stop herself from moaning.
From her facial expressions, I knew she was feeling great and if it was anyone from the hotel she couldn’t care I was there or not she could only started the same. She couldn’t moan or stop this guy from molesting her because she was afraid of how I would react.
This bastard, however, was taking full advantage of her helplessness as he was trying to feel the hardness of her boobs. I could see him pushing his finger on her massive jugs, rubbing his fingers all over her left tit and pinching her nipple lightly. This continued for sometimes as this pervert pressed and fondled my innocent wife’s boobs, feeling the softness of her melons and occasionally pinched her nipples, making them rock hard. I could see that his other hand was on his crotch and he was pressing it to release the pressure from his hard-on.
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I said what and before I could say anything she sat on top of me and didn't you like it and started kissing me. She was cleaning my brain and taking it a to a zone where she is getting fucked and she wants me to like the same.
Then I undressed her and fucked her pretty hard seeing all those I was pretty hard and fucked her too long this time. I told her to be careful as anyone couldn’t be so nice just have sex and leave you and if something happen we both have to face our parents. She told ok she will be careful we spoke at a length.
We slept and some station arrived then there was a knock at the door and she was sleeping and I opened the door. Her eyes opened as I opened the door as this tall two guys entered they were young 24-25 college students. My Radhika immediately glanced at them with a morbid expression.
They were both dark-skinned guys and were probably college students. One of them was 6 foot tall with a well built toned muscular body, he was wearing a T-shirt and jeans. His T-shirt was skin-tight that accentuated the solid rock-hard muscles on his chest and abs deeply. He was square-jawed, which made him look quite handsome.
The other guy was completely opposite, he was thin as a stick and was wearing a loose buttoned-up shirt that almost clung on to his shoulders like a hanger. He was as tall as his friend but his face was covered with that Om Puri type face. When they entered our section, they were initially shocked to see her and she smiled at them. They kept staring at her with wide hungry eyes
The big muscular guy started introducing himself, he was Bashir and his friend and both were medical college students. he stretched out his hand for a handshake and I shook it immediately. He had a tight grip and his hands seemed kind of rough at first. Sayyed appeared to be a little shy but eventually he shook my hand as well.
They both kept on stealing glances at my voluptuous wife, who seemed to be looking out the window without paying any attention to our conversation.
My wife looked at them and said “Hi”, with a slight smile. Before, she could turn away though, Bashir put his hand out for a handshake and my wife was forced to oblige. As soon as my Radhika grasped the muscular guy’s hand, he lightly brushed his thumb over her fingers feeling the smoothness of her fair, taut skin – and gave a wry smile to her. Radhika immediately pulled her hand away and gave him a look. But the bastard kept on smiling.
It was 9:15 PM and we had our dinner and the train had started! Bashir immediately sat down beside my wife and Sayyed sat down beside me. The three of us then started chatting about Medical stuff and since my wife was not knowledgeable about the topic, she kept looking out and occasionally was looking outside to admire the scenery.
Time and again, while chatting, I noticed Bashir shifting in his seat and little by little he was trying to shift closer towards Radhika. I was a little worried but I was also quite excited at the prospect of these college guys being attracted to my sweet, homely, voluptuous wife.
It was close to 10:30 PM. It was raining and it was pretty much chillier. My wife told its pretty cold and Bashir immediately pulled the blanket which was kept up and it will be good for both of us why to waste the others. I was surprised and my wife too didn't say anything. My wife, feeling cold with the AC full reluctantly agreed.
As Bashir attempted to wrap the blanket over both their bodies, his hands lightly brushed against my wife huge tits and she immediately shivered and blushed. Bashir just looked at Sayyed and smiled wryly, without saying a word. Now, in the pretext of sharing a single blanket, Bashir had moved so close to my beloved wife that I could make out from the outside of the blanket that their arms were almost touching. Our conversation continued as normal and my Radhika would now occasionally throw in a statement or two in between.
It was 10:45. As our conversation was going, I suddenly noticed that my Radhika had grown silent and she was occasionally gulping. I even saw beads of sweat forming on her forehead. I wondered why she was sweating when it was getting progressively colder inside the compartment.
Then, as I looked down towards their blanket, I noticed that young stud Bashir’s hand lightly moving under the blanket and from the position of his arm and the way it was moving, I could clearly make out that this pervert was actually fondling my wife’s luscious breasts from underneath the blanket.
He was taking full advantage of the cover as I noticed the outline of his fingers lightly tracing the contours of her huge melons. I saw my wife’s face and noticed she was carefully biting her lips to stop herself from moaning.
From her facial expressions, I knew she was feeling great and if it was anyone from the hotel she couldn’t care I was there or not she could only started the same. She couldn’t moan or stop this guy from molesting her because she was afraid of how I would react.
This bastard, however, was taking full advantage of her helplessness as he was trying to feel the hardness of her boobs. I could see him pushing his finger on her massive jugs, rubbing his fingers all over her left tit and pinching her nipple lightly. This continued for sometimes as this pervert pressed and fondled my innocent wife’s boobs, feeling the softness of her melons and occasionally pinched her nipples, making them rock hard. I could see that his other hand was on his crotch and he was pressing it to release the pressure from his hard-on.
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