Misc. Erotica Vimala's Bangalore Connection

[novelistcasanova]

He woke up and helped me get up, and I adjusted the Saree, and stood up. Anand came out with his suitcase and said "Vimala, next is my stop, Jolarpet, I am going to get down, please do take care of yourself, and thank you for the wonderful time," all I could do was just smile back at Anand. The old man was packing up his things. The train stopped at Jolarpettai junction. Me and Anand got down from the train, he said "look after my suitcase, I will be back," he went to the TTR and said something, the TTR nodded positively, and Anand came back to me and said "Vimala, I have spoken to the TTR and he said there is one seat in the S4 Sleeper coach, the seat number is 36, you can go there and sleep peacefully for the next good 4 hours until your reach Bangalore." He immediately got inside the train and grabbed my things, took me along with him, and placed my things under the seat of my S4 coach. Everybody were sleeping, it was quiet, I hugged Anand and kissed his lips and said "Thank you so much Anand." The train started to move, he planted a kiss on my forehead, took out his pen and wrote his phone number on my hand and got down from the train. Mine was the middle berth, since I was in my Saree I was feeling uncomfortable to climb. I rested both my hands on the middle berth and tried to jump and put my right leg on the berth and roll on the berth. I jumped a couple of times, I could not put my leg on the berth. Just then I thought of climbing by placing my both legs on each of the lower berths and then climbing, and I did. First I placed my right leg on one lower berth and placed my right hand on my berth for balance, and then I placed my left leg on the lower berth and my left hand on the berth opposite to me and tried to climb. My legs were spread wide, and the cold wind was passing between my legs and hitting my cum soaked pussy, and it felt good. I turned back to see a fat marwadi guy ogling straight at my pantyless bottom, I was in complete shame, "bastard, why can't he help me? instead of just watching me struggle, typical" I thought. Just then a young man from the lower berth, the berth below mine, got up from his berth and tried to help. "Wait Aunty, I will help you." He said and got up to help me, "Aunty? every women who wears Saree becomes aunty these days?" I said to myself and made a sort of confused look. He immediately put his left hand under my right arm, under my shoulder and the palm landed right on my bra strap behind, and he tried to put his other hand under my right thigh to lift me up and placed me on the berth. His right hand on my right leg slipped and to my shock, his hands went directly to my pussy and his hands rubbed my clit over my Saree, and I yelped in shock, I was about to fall. The marwadi guy came to the rescue, he placed his palm right on my right ass cheek and lifted me, this young guy was holding my upper body and this marwadi guy was holding my right ass cheek and placed his other hand directly on my ass crack tugging my Saree between. I managed to sleep on my berth and utter a "thank you" to both and they both slept on their respective berths. Placing both my legs on the berth, I arched my ass up in the air, and slowly pulled my Saree and petticoat out which was tugged inside my ass crack which was giving me a tingling sensation. In a relief I let out a sigh of relief and turned to find everybody sleeping. I laid down on my sleeper coach seat thinking about the wonderful experience I had with Anand, and the old man who disappeared. I opened my hand bag to take my phone out and save Anand's number which he wrote on my hand before it gets erased. I was surprised to see 10 missed calls, it was from Arun, my cousin, my aunt's only son. He is a very playful boy, only a year younger to me, but taller than me, well built. We are no different cousins than the typical south Indian cousins, we fight, we tease, we express our love in all possible ways. I quickly saved Anand's number, and saw Arun's sms, it read "Monkey, you are dead if u don't call me back." Looking at the sms I smiled, and called him, he picked up the call

Me: "Hello, is it my Arun chellam?" ( In an enticing tone).
Arun: "Yes, why didn't you pick up my calls, I called you a zillion times, what were you doing?"
Me: "I wassss.... I put my phone in the bag da chellam, I could not hear your call."
Arun: "Alright, I will come to the Bangalore cantonment station at 5:00 am and pick you up, the train will arrive at 5:20 AM. Okay?"
Me: "Okay da chellam. Are you angry with me ?"
Arun: "Yes, I am angry with a Monkey, and that Monkey deserves the punishment."
Me: "Ha ha ha... Alright bring it on, lets fight."
Arun: "Oh yeah? Lets see... Which coach you are coming and what is the seat number? I know you are in your Saree 'Grandma', tell me what color Saree are you wearing so that I can identify you when I come to pick you up."
Me: "Wow so many questions..! Coach number is S4, and my seat number is 36, and I am wearing red Saree and black blouse. Enough with the details Grandpa?" I sighed.
Arun: "Yeah.. Go on.. continue... red Saree, black blouse, and what else are you wearing?" and laughed.
Me: "You naughty cow..." and I laughed.
Arun: "Alright now, sleep, shall pick you up in the morning da chellam... love you lots. see you. Bye"
Me: "Love you too da chellam.. Bye."
I hung up the phone and went to sleep. Since I was completely exhausted, I drifted to a sound sleep.
I had already reached Bangalore Cantonment Station, but since I was very tired, I could not wake up, and forgot to respond to the phone's alarm. With difficulty I tried to open my eyes, I saw someone come towards me, and he directly kissed my lips ..mmmmm.. and said "Welcome to Bangalore."
It was my cousin Arun, I was so happy to see him. I hugged him and he hugged me tight in the position where I was sleeping in the middle berth and he was standing and leaned forward and hugged me. He planted another kiss on my lips and said "Get up Monkey, it's our stop and you are still sleeping, lazy bums." I pulled him closer and kissed his lips and smiled. I got up, and started adjusting my Saree and got down from the train with my luggage along with Arun. A little girl got down from the train from the General compartment, and her mother (one of the two ladies who helped me sit next to Anand) gave something to the little girl and told something to her, pointing towards me. The little girl came towards me and saying "Aunty, my mom gave your panties which you removed and kept it in the train," I was burning in embarrassment, but I said "thank you" to that girl and patted her to leave as the train started moving. Arun looked shocked. I tried to hide the panties in my hand bag, Arun pulled it from me in a swift motion and laughed "Its it your panties?", he was squeezing and milking my panties.