The train was crowded than usual and I had to stand for sometime. I was on my way to Chennai by Trivandrum mail. Three ladies were sitting on one side.. A guy was sitting at the end with a bag on his lap. He was looking out into the darkness from time to time. I knew he was going to get down. Beside him was a lady in her late thirties. She was fair with medium built and wore a dark saree. The train was beginning to slow down. The guy got up and was ready to leave. I sat beside her. She looked at me briefly and moved forward slightly to make space for me. I sat down comfortably. The train began to move slowly. The time was around 10 pm. She held the berth above with one hand. Her saree had moved forward slightly and I found myself peeking at the sides of her boobs. Her boobs were sagging slightly. My eyes moved toward her exposed waist. People around were beginning to drowse slightly. I rested my head on the back rest and began to sleep.
I woke up slightly. She too was sleeping, her shoulders touching mine slightly. Her hand was close to mine. Pretending to sleep, I moved my hand to slightly touch her hands. Her hands felt warm and fleshy. She moved her hands forward. Her waist was exposed now. I moved my hands to touch her waist slightly. Her skin was smooth and warm. I rubbed my hands against her waist slowly. She adjusted her position slightly so that her waist touched my hands fully. I was enjoying the warm feel of her flesh. The train was beginning to slow down. More passengers got up at the next station. I had to move in slightly to make space for one more passenger. But he took more space that I found myself pressed against the lady. I moved forward slightly to make space. My thighs were pressing against hers. I moved my elbow in front of her to make space. The train was beginning to move.
My elbow was brushing against her crotch slightly. She slowly moved forward, her body tense. I knew
she was excited. I began to press my elbow against her crotch slowly. She moved forward to brush her boobs against my arms slightly. I moved my elbow back and began to rub her crotch firmly. She pressed her boobs against my arms and began to lean forward on me. I looked around slowly to see if people were watching. Most of them were sleeping including the man next to me. I moved the back of my arm over her boobs slowly. The back of my arm was between her boobs. I could feel her boobs pounding against my arms with the movement of the train. I slowly realized she was not wearing a bra. There was only a thin blouse between her breasts and my arms. With the back of my arm I rubbed over her nipples. I could feel them stiffen under her blouse. Her erect nipples were rubbing against my arms. I massaged her nipples with the back of my arm. She moved forward and rested her head on my shoulders, her breasts resting fully on the back of my arms.
My heart began to race. Her posture would give away what was happening! I looked around once more to see if any one was noticing. Everyone was sleeping. Well almost! A lady was standing by the opposite berth. She understood what was going on. She smiled slightly and looked away as I looked at her. I closed my eyes and pretended to sleep, enjoying the feel of her warm breasts on my arm. I opened my eyes slowly. The lady standing there had gone. Maybe she got a seat, I thought. I pressed her breasts with the back of my arm. Her breasts were growing firmer while her nipples were steady again. I had a firm erection by now. I could feel her heavy breathing. After some time she lifted her head from my shoulders slowly and folded up one of her legs. She folded her arm and placed it on her folded leg. Her boobs were popping out from her saree. She placed her head on her folded arm and leaned toward me. I was not sure what to do. I folded my arms and leaned against her.
My right hand was under my left arm and was close to her boobs. From outside, however, my left arm covered what I was doing. My hands trembled slightly as my right hand touched her boobs. This was the first time I was feeling a woman’s boobs with my hands. Her boobs were very soft and warm to touch. I slowly moved my hand under her saree. I placed my fingers gently on her nipples. I pressed her nipples down against her breast. My heart was thumping wildly. I was afraid if I would be found out. I pressed her breasts a few times. By now her breasts were firm and round. I gently teased her erect nipples and moved my fingers around her nipples. She leaned further against me. I moved my hand further under her saree. I could feel the hooks on her blouse. This made me really horny. I cupped her breasts slightly and squeezed them gently. Slowly I increased my pressure. She leaned forward, pressing my hands against her boobs.
My organ was throbbing inside. I massaged her boobs thoroughly. My body was feeling hot by then. The train was slowing down. I slowly removed my hands from her boobs. By now it was early morning and some office goers got in the train. People were slowly getting up. I realized it was not safe to carry on any further. I looked at the lady thoroughly. She looked casual and relaxed. Her expression betrayed what had happened the previous night! We managed to rub our bodies a few times “accidently” before she got down. I still couldn’t forget how it felt to feel a woman’s boobs for the first time. For a long time this was a truly horny experience to remember. I had a warm masturbation each time I thought of this incident.
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