FUCK IN A TRAIN

By Sahebji


At 5.50 p.m. on a hot May evening I was sitting on the lower berth of a coupe 
compartment in the first class air conditioned coach of a train scheduled to depart 
for Madras in ten minutes time. I was on my way to attend a business meeting.

My name is Saheb Sahebji. This is not my given name but everyone including my 
parents calls me by it. Anyway, what is in a name? I am 6 feet tall and slim. I am 
a freelance commercial artist by profession. 

I was wearing a kurta and pajama (North Indian attire for men, suitable for day 
and night wear) so that I would be comfortable and didn't have to change on the 
train.

The incident I am about to narrate took place some years ago. The upper berth 
was still empty. I was wondering who would be my travel companion when the 
coach attendant arrived with a lady. 

"Madam, this is the only berth, which is not occupied. If you want I can allot it to 
you. This gentleman is also traveling to Madras like you," he said, pointing to the 
upper berth.

The lady looked around the compartment and seeing me she hesitated but said, 
"Oh, I must get there by this train. Okay, I will take it." The lady stared at me for a 
minute then went out with the coach attendant. 

Soon she was back carrying her vanity case and accompanied by a coolie 
(porter), who stowed away her luggage. The train started to move as she settled 
down. I was sitting next to the window and she made herself comfortable on the 
other end of the berth. She took out a Sidney Sheldon and started to read.  

She was about 24 years old, beautiful, tall, slim, very fair with long hair tastefully 
done up in a bun behind her head. She wore a sky blue chiffon sari with 
matching blouse, matching bindi (round mark on the forehead of Indian ladies) 
and matching sandals. Her sari was wrapped tightly round her body showing all 
her curves to their best advantage. The pallu (the upper end of the sari) was 
pulled tightly across her firm boobs. Her boobs were not very large but the right 
size for her physique. 

It was evident from the sindoor (vermillion colored powder) in her hair parting that 
she was married. She had a double pearl string around her neck, which 
enhanced the beauty of her swan like neck, pearl tops and a diamond ring on her 
fingers. She looked educated and seemed to belong to upper middle class and 
moving in good society. To me she seemed like Miss World and Miss Universe 
both rolled in one. 

Seeing her beautiful face I wondered how beautiful her choot would be and I got 
a hard on. I introduced myself and we started to talk. Our conversation was in 
English. She was easy to talk to and was quite at ease during the whole time. 

During our conversation she told me that her name was Kiran. She was married 
for four years and had no children. Her husband had gone abroad for two months 
training and she had spent this time visiting with her parents. Her husband was 
coming back tomorrow night and she was returning to her husband's home to be 
with him. Actually she wanted to travel on yesterday's train, so that she could 
receive him, but could not get a berth. This apparently was the reason she had 
agreed to share a coupe with an unknown male passenger. 

While we were talking the coach attendant came to make the beds. We went out 
in the corridor. She stood near me. I could smell the lovely perfume she had 
used. 

"She has not had a cock for the last two months, as her husband is away and 
must be feeling very horny," I thought. This did not do my hard on any good. 

After the attendant had finished making the beds he took our order for dinner and 
said, "I will serve it around 9 p.m. in the compartment. Is it all right?" 

We said okay and he left. 

We returned to our seats. I sat down as before near the window but Kiran instead 
of sitting at the far end of the berth sat down near the middle and we continued 
our conversation. 

During our conversation I kept getting hard on from time to time. On couple of 
occasions I had to adjust my position to hide my hard on from her view.

At about seven I opened my 'travel bar'. "Would you care for a drink? I am sorry I 
can offer only a limited choice of scotch and cognac," I asked politely.

For a moment she hesitated then said, "Thank you very much. I would love to 
join you. Scotch with soda for me, please." I poured out the drinks and we settled 
back to enjoy them. 

While I had finished half a glass, Kiran had emptied her glass. When I started to 
refresh her drink she took the bottle from my hand and poured herself a stiff 
drink, which she started to gulp. 

I was in no mood to be stuck with an intoxicated woman all night. I advised her to 
drink slowly. She said, "Don't worry, I will not embarrass you. I am quite used to 
drinking at parties."

When the attendant brought dinner she had had four drinks to mine two. She was 
definitely used to drinking because the scotch had no visible effect on her. We 
ate our dinner. After dinner we sipped some cognac. When the attendant came 
to collect the dishes he asked, "When should I serve the morning tea?" 

"Would tea at 7 a.m. be all right or would you prefer it earlier?" I asked Kiran. 

"7 O'clock is fine with me," she replied. 

"At seven," I told the attendant.

At 10 p.m. she said, "I think I'll go to bed now." 

"I will go out to smoke a cigarette and in the meanwhile, if you like, you can 
change into your nightclothes," I said going into the corridor. 

After 15 minutes, I returned to the compartment. The compartment was in 
darkness. I slid open the door without making any noise. All the lights in the 
compartment were switched off except the nightlight. I thought that Kiran had 
gone to sleep. I opened the door softy and entered. In the glow of the nightlight I 
saw, to my surprise, that Kiran was lying on the lower berth. She lay flat on her 
back with legs slightly apart and her arm across her face. 

Dear reader you can imagine what was the effect on my cock seeing her in this 
posture. You are right I got a hard on again. I called out her name softly but she 
did not reply. I touched her on the arm and said, "Kiran, tumhara berth uper wala 
hai tum wahan leto (Kiran, the upper berth is yours, you lie there)." 

"Uuunnnn," she said shaking her head. The whisky has taken effect, I thought. 

"Kiran, tumhara berth uper wala hai tum wahan leto (Kiran, the upper berth is 
yours, you lie there)," I repeated. 

Without removing her arm she said, "Uunn, tum uper let jao (Uunn, you lie on the 
top)."

This remark of hers gave me the opening I was looking for all evening but still to 
make sure, I asked, "You won't mind?" 

"No," she said shaking her head.

I quickly lay down on top of her and pushing my standing cock between her 
parted legs, started to make fuck motions. 

"WHA…," she said surprised. 

I immediately sealed her lips with mine. At first she tried to protest but few 
seconds later kissed me back. Her legs opened a little more making it easier for 
my lund (cock) to reach her choot (cunt). 

When our kiss broke, she said softly, "Aap yeh kya kar rahe hain? (What are you 
doing?)" 

"Jo tumne kaha tha wahi kar raha hoon. Uper let gaya hoon (I am doing what you 
said. I am lying on top)," I said. 

"Mera yeh matlab nahin tha (This not what I meant)," she giggled.

Now confident of fucking her I started squeezing her tits and kissed her again 
and again. She kissed me back with the same fervor that I kissed her. Soft 
moans of pleasure escaped her. 

I whispered, "Kiran, aise chudai main mazaa nahin aayega. Hum apne kapre 
uttar lain (Kiran, we will not enjoy fucking this way. Let us take off our clothes)." 

'Nahin, aisse hee chodo (No, fuck like this)," she said. 

"Kiran, please take off your clothes," I said again. 

"Achcha, lakin batti band kar do mujhe sharam aati hai (Okay, but switch off the 
light, I feel embarrassed)," she replied.  

I switched off the nightlight. I quickly undressed and watched her undress in the 
little light, which filtered through the door curtain and the window. When I saw 
that she had pulled off her panties, I suddenly switched on the main light of the 
compartment. With a small squeal she jumped into my arms, screaming, 
"EEEKK, batti kyon jaladi? (EEEKK, why did you switch on the light?)"

"Tera khoobsoorat badan dekhne ko (To admire your beautiful body)," I said 
holding her at arms length. 

As expected her body was very pretty and without any blemish of any sort. Her 
shapely tits were firm and without any sag. Her nipples were hard with 
excitement and pointing at me. Her choot, with her swollen clit peeping out from 
in between her lower lips, had a freshly shaven look.

'Sahebji, please switch off the light," she pleaded. 

Kissing her and running my fingers caressing her choot, I slowly led her to the 
berth and laid her down. In order not attract undue attention I switched off the 
main compartment light leaving the reading light on and I lay down next to her. 

She was staring at my erect cock. "What is the matter? Haven't you seen an 
erect cock before?' I asked placing her hand on my standing cock. 

"Aapka lund tau bahut barda hai. Mere mard ka laurda iss se chota hai (Your 
cock is very large. My husband's cock is smaller)," she said. 

"They come in all sizes," I laughed taking her erect clitoris between my thumb 
and forefinger and pressed it.

"Ooooo," she exclaimed bucking her bottoms against my hand. 

I continued to press her clit and slowly moved my fingers into her wet choot and 
started to finger fuck her. When I drew my finger outwards she raised her choot 
to keep the finger from withdrawing. 

She continued to moan with pleasure while I finger fucked her. After a while she 
took hold of my cock and tried to pull me on top of her. I mounted her but did not 
attempt to enter her choot. Instead, I rubbed my lund up and down in her wet slit, 
from her clit to her fuck hole and back. 

She kept muttering, "Oh Sahebji, oh Sahebji," with her eyes closed and her hips 
moving up and down in fuck motion.

"Sahebji, mujhe iss tereh kyon sata rahe ho. Please apna lund meri choot main 
dal kar mujhe chodo (Sahebji, why are you teasing me like this. Please put your 
cock in my cunt and fuck me)," she begged. I placed my cock on the door of her 
dripping choot and pushed slowly. 

"Oh, oh zara dhire dhire, lag raha hai (Oh, oh little slowly, it is hurting)," she said. 

Amid lot of UFF's and OHH's I entered her. Soon I was fully in her. I found her 
choot to be quite tight for a woman who had been married for four years and was 
used to regular fucking. Apparently her statement that the cock of her husband 
was smaller than mine was correct. 

I slowly moved in and out. After a few strokes she let out a loud sigh and 
released her cunt juices wetting my prodder. I maintained my slow rhythm and 
soon her hips were moving in rhythm of my strokes. 

'FASTER SAHEBJI FASTER,' she shouted. 

"Shh, someone might hear you," I said. 

'Let them,' she panted.

Her breath was coming in gasps. Suddenly she threw her head back and her 
body arched pressing her choot against my crotch. It was not long before she 
came again with a long sigh. Without missing a stroke I continued till I felt my 
seed rising and my strokes became faster and harder. 

"Darling, I am about to come," I gasped. 

"HAAN, MAIN BHI PHIR CHUTENE WALI HOON. OH AISSE HEE CHODO, 
HAAN AUR JOR SE, THORDA AUR. RUKANA NAHIN. JOR SE HAAN, HAAN 
OH OHHHHHHHHHHH (YES, I AM ALSO ABOUT TO CUM AGAIN. FUCK ME 
LIKE THIS, Y…HES HARDER, Y…HES STILL HARDER. DON'T STOP OH 
OHHHHHHHHHHH)," she yelled and fell back gasping for breath. 

Just then I also spurted my cum into her fuck hole. When my lund (cock) lost its 
stiffness I withdrew and lay down next to her. 

"Did you enjoy it?" I asked panting. 

"Oh, it was heavenly. I have never cum like this before," she said, "I hope my 
bald choot pleased you." 

"Oh yes, I love bald choots," I said, caressing her shaven choot, "and it was tight 
like the choot of a freshly deflowered hairless choot of a young girl." 

"Aren't you scared to deflower a virgin? This cock yours could kill her," she said 
taking my limp cock in her hands.

"I have deflowered many virgins, young and old, and none of them have died. On 
the contrary all enjoyed themselves thoroughly," I laughed, "enough about me, I 
hope I didn't impose myself on you?" 

"Not at all, I wanted you to fuck me," she said blushing.

"Really, tell me about it," I said. 

"You already know that I was without a cock for two months. I was looking 
forward to my husband fucking me. I had also shaved my choot this morning, as 
my husband does not like hair on it. Thinking about my husband made me very 
horny," she said moving the foreskin of cock up and down.

"While talking to you I saw you becoming hard every now and then. Seeing this 
my choot started to drip. I therefore decided not to wait for my husband to fuck 
me but to get fucked by you tonight. The trouble was I did not know how to go 
about it. I thought you would make a pass at me but you did not. When you 
offered me a drink, I accepted hoping to drown my inhibitions in alcohol and be 
able to give some suggestive hints. But this also did not help, as I could not 
overcome my maidenly shyness." 

"Soon it was bed time and I was very disappointed. That is why I was lying the 
way I was when you came back. Then you asked me to shift to my berth without 
thinking and out of frustration I made that remark. I actually meant for you to take 
the upper berth but thank God you misunderstood me and lay down on top of 
me. Rest you know. I was very happy that you had taken the initiative." 

"I knew that you wanted me to sleep on the upper berth but as I had wanted to 
fuck you from the moment I had laid my eyes upon you, I decided to take the risk 
and lie on top of you," I said laughing. 

"What would you done if I had screamed?" she giggled. 

"I would have said that I misunderstood you," I laughed. 

"You are a sly man," she laughed.

The conversation and Kiran's handling of my lund had made it stiff again. I 
mounted her again and we enjoyed a long slow satisfying fuck. Then we lay back 
to rest and fell asleep. 

When I got up the train was standing at a station. I looked at my watch. I had not 
slept more than 20 minutes. When the train started moving again I slowly 
removed her arm, which was round my chest and pushed her flat on her back. 
Kiran was fast asleep. 

I crouched between her legs and separating her cunt lips started to lick along the 
length of her slit. She got up with a start and not knowing what was happening 
gave a small scream. 

"Darling, not so loud," I cautioned her again. 

"WHAT ARE YOU DOING?" she said loudly. 

"Let me do what I like. Just lie back and enjoy yourself," I said and continued to 
eat her choot. 

"Oh Sahebji, it feels sooooo good," she moaned, raising her hips and pressed 
her cunt against my lips. 

The train and my tongue gathered speed. I licked and sucked her swollen clit. 
Suddenly I took her hard clit between my teeth and bit lightly on it. 

"OWW, IT HURTS BUT IT FEELS SOOOO GOOD. DON'T STOP. GO ON 
Y…HES GO ON. I AM NEARLY THERE. OH OHHH I AAAAMMMMM 
COOOMMMMIIIINNNGGGGG," she screamed and released a stream of warm 
cunt juice in my mouth.

"Darling, raise your legs and hold them there," I said, continuing to eat her pussy

She raised her legs and held them aloft exposing her gaping choot hole. I 
rimmed her cunt. 'OH MY GOD, IT FEELS WONDERFUL,' she screamed. Then I 
shoved my tongue in her lower mouth. 

"AGHRR," she yelped and with a loud sigh came again. 

As I licked her offering, she yelled, "MUJHSE AB SAHA NAHIN JATA. SAHEBJI, 
DER MAT KARO. APNA LAURDA MERI CHOOT MAIN GHUSSERD DO (I 
CAN'T STAND IT ANY MORE. SAHEBJI, DON'T DELAY. SHOVE YOUR COCK 
INTO MY CUNT)." 

Ignoring her pleas I started to tongue fuck her. After few minutes she was on the 
boil again. She pressed her choot to my mouth and placed her hands on the 
back of my head guiding me to her sensuous spots. She was coming non-stop 
like a waterfall.

'SAHEBJI, FASTER Y…HESSS TONGUE FUCK ME FASTER. OH OHHH I 
AMMM COOMMMMMMIIIIIIINNNNNGGGGGGG,' she screamed. 

I continued to tongue fuck her but she caught me by my hair and tried to pull me 
on top of her. "Sahebji, ab mujhe chodo (Sahebji, fuck me now)," she said 
gasping for breath. 

I got on top of her. "Your wish is my command," I chuckled and placing my cock 
at the entrance of her choot pushed in the whole of it in one hard stroke. 

"OWWW," she cried.

I started to move my cock in and out of her dripping choot. I fucked her with long 
slow strokes. I kept varying the length and speed constantly and her moans of 
pleasure got louder and louder. Her bottoms moved in rhythm of my strokes. 
Suddenly she threw back her head and her back arched upwards. 

"H…HAAN AUR ZOR SE CHODO. HAAN AUR TEZ. OH OHH MERA NIKALNE 
WALA HAI (Y…HESS FUCK ME HARDER. Y…HES FASTER. OH OHH I AM 
ABOUT TO CUM)," she moaned loudly. 

I continued to fuck her with steady strokes. 

"Y…HESS  Y...HESSS, SAHEBJI, I AMMM COMMMMIIIINNNNG," she 
screamed and lay panting. I slowed down to give her time to catch her breath.  

"OH SAHEBJI, DON'T STOP. KEEP MOVING. MAKE ME CUM AGAIN," she 
panted bucking her bottoms from below. 

I recommenced the fuck motion. After a few strokes her bottoms started to move, 
keeping rhythm with my in and out strokes. I felt my sperm rising and my strokes 
became shorter and harder. 

"SAHEBJI, CONTINUE LIKE THIS. YOU WILL MAKE ME CUM AGAIN," she 
panted. 

"I am not too far away also," I panted. 

"FASTER, SAHEBJI, FASTER AND HARDER. I AM NEARLY THERE. 
Y...HESSS, Y...HESSS I AMM THERE OHHH SAAAHEEEEBJIIIII," she shouted 
and fell back on the bed gasping for breath. At this moment I also shot my load 
into her cum thirsty cunt. Our lips drew together. We lay kissing and savoring the 
sensations we had just experienced.  

"Sahebji, I am surprised that you licked my cunt," she panted. 

"Why? Has your husband not licked your cunny," I asked. 

"No never. What is it called?' she said. 

"It is called cunnilingus or crudely eating the pussy," I said, 'I am surprised your 
husband has never eaten such a pretty pussy." 

"No, this was my first time," she replied, "My husband squeezes my boobs, sucks 
their nipples and fucks me. That's all." 

"Did you enjoy yourself?" I asked. 

"Oh it was fantastic," she said, "I have leaned something new tonight."

"Jaan, abhi tau kayi aur cheezain seekhni hain tumne (Darling, you have to learn 
many more new things)," I replied. 

She looked at me with questioning eyes. 

"Jaan, abhi tau tumne mere laurde ko apne muh main lekar choosna hai (Darling, 
you have to take my cock in your mouth and suck it)," I said.

"No, I am not going to do it. It is wet and slimy," she said.

"It is your choot that has made it wet and slimy. First lick it clean then suck it," I 
said, "Come on do it."  

"Please don't make me," she pleaded. 

"If I can lick your cunt then you can suck my cock also," I said pressing her head 
on my semi hard cock. 

She opened her mouth and started to suck. After a couple of minutes my cock 
became hard as a rock. At first her teeth hurt me but I instructed her and soon 
she got the hang of it and sucked my cock like an experienced cocksucker. 

"Kiran, go on. You are doing fine," I moaned as her head bobbed up and down.  

I caught her head and started to fuck her mouth. "Darling, go on. Don't stop. I am 
about to cum," I moaned.  

She tried to free her head from my grip but I held her head tightly. "Oh I am 
coming," I moaned and spurted jet after jet of cum into her mouth. 

She didn't swallow but collected all my cum in her mouth. "Swallow it," I said. 

She shook her head. I pinched her nose and held it. She had to decide whether 
to swallow or choke. She swallowed naturally. 

She released my cock and without a word and lay down on the berth. 

"Achha laga? (Did you like it?)" I inquired.

"Why did you force me to swallow your cum?' she asked haughtily. 

"Did you like it?" I laughed.

"NO….oh on second thought, it was not so bad. I could get used to the taste," 
she giggled, "what is it called? I mean other than sucking cock."

"Fellatio, blowjob or giving head," I said laughing.

We fell asleep in each other's arms. When I got up it was five in the morning. I 
tried to extricate myself from her arms. "Where are you going?" she asked 
yawning. 

"Darling, it is time that I go to the upper berth and sleep," I said. 

"Not yet," she said catching my cock. 

"Darling, it is five in the morning," I said. 

"All right," she said turning on her back and opening her legs, "but fuck me once 
more." 

I couldn't refuse her loving invitation. After a very satisfying fuck, I said, "Okay, 
let's sleep." 

"All right," she said covering herself with a sheet. 

"You are not going to sleep naked. Wear something," I said. 

"Why? When you fuck me in the morning I'll have to undress again," she said 
then as an after thought added, "You will fuck me, won't you?"

"Of course I will but what will happen when the coach attendant brings our 
morning tea, then breakfast etc. You want him to fuck you also?"

"No never. You are right, I should wear something," she giggled. 

She opened her suitcase and took out a pink silk night suit. She thought for a 
moment then put the pajamas back and wore the top only. 

"What about the pajamas? I asked, "Aren't you going to wear them?" 

"What is the use, I'll have to take them off again," she giggled. I looked 
disapprovingly at her. 

"Darling, stop worrying, it'll be all right," she said. 

Then we slept. 

"Good morning, madam, good morning, sir. Your morning tea," I heard the coach 
attendant say. 

"Good morning," I mumbled trying to open my eyes. 

Suddenly I heard the crockery and cutlery clattering. I opened my eyes quickly 
and saw the coach attendant ogling at Kiran. 

I was about to intervene when the coach attendant turned to leave. 

"May I come down?" I said so that the coach attendant hears it. 

"Yes, you can come down," she chuckled.  

"Good morning," I said kissing her. 

"Good morning," she said cuddling up to me. 

"Why was the coach attendant ogling at you?' I asked.

 "Oh that! I gave him a glimpse of my left boob," she giggled. 

"Why did you do that?" I asked surprised. 

"To reward him. It is because of him that I met you," she said pouting her lips. 

"I thought you had forgotten that you were naked and shown him your choot," I 
said. 

"I am mad but not that mad," she giggled and uncovering herself, added, "You 
can see my choot and fuck it also." 

"Darling, have pity on me. I am still half asleep," I said pouring myself a cup of 
tea. 

She grabbed my cock and shaking it, said, "Good morning, big boy, are you also 
half asleep like your master?" 

My cock stood up like a gentleman to reciprocate her greetings. "See your cock 
is up and about. Sahebji, please fuck me," she said renewing her request. 

"Later, let me finish my tea first," I said. 

"You men are all alike. First you are after a girl for her choot but once you get it 
then you act tough," she said feigning anger.

"Your choot is not the only thing I am after," I chuckled softly. 

She asked, puzzled, "Tell me what else do I have other than my choot?"

"I'll tell you later. Cover yourself properly because the coach attendant will be 
coming to collect the trays," I said, "I am going to the toilet." 

"While you are away do you think that the attendant and I have enough time for 
quick fuck," she said with a naughty smile. I left the compartment without 
replying. 

When I returned the trays were gone. "Did you enjoy your quickie?" I asked. 

"Don't be silly, I was joking," she said lying down and spreading her legs, "Now 
fuck me." 

"As you wish," I said locking the door and getting on top of her. 

"Oh Sahebji, it has been sooo long," she moaned as I inserted my cock into her 
choot. 

"So long? I fucked you just two and half hours ago," I said staring the fuck 
motion.

"Two and half hours equals 9000 seconds and 9000 seconds is a loooonnnng 
time," she giggled. 

I fucked her with long slow strokes. I kept varying the length and speed of my 
strokes. Kiran lay moaning softly under me with her eyes closed. 

"Oh Sahebji, fuck me hard," she moaned. "

"You promise not to scream," I asked.

"Yes, make mince meat out my choot," she moaned. 

I started rammed into her as hard I could. "Y…hes, that's way," she moaned and 
grabbing my head started to kiss me passionately.

Soon her hips started to move in rhythm of my strokes. I continued to bang into 
her. Five minutes of bashing her cunt my seed started to rise. I fucked her with 
short and fast strokes. Her bottoms kept pace with my strokes. Suddenly her 
body arched. She pressed her choot against my groin. 

I was ready to cum also. Then with a loud sigh she came and fell back on the 
berth gasping for breath. Few strokes later I deposited my load in her cum thirsty 
choot. We lay kissing and savoring the sensations we had just experienced. 

Soon my cock lost its hardness and slipped out of her cunt. I also got off and lay 
beside her. 

"Oh Sahebji, this was great," she panted cuddling up to me, "My cunt is still 
tingling."

We lay in each other's embrace for a long time. "Darling, we must get up. It's 
time for breakfast. The coach attendant will be coming," I said.

"Fuck me again," Kiran said.  

"Kiiirraan, don't be naughty," I said shaking my finger at her

"You are right," she said with a long sigh and sitting up, wrapped the bed sheet 
tightly around her body. 

"Why don't you get dressed?" I asked. 

"I will after breakfast. I promise," she said giving mea  peck on my cheek. 

After breakfast when the coach attendant had removed the breakfast trays, I 
said, "I'll go out for a smoke. You can in the meanwhile get ready." 

"No need to leave, you have seen and fucked all what I have," she giggled. 

"You know it, I know it but the coach attendant doesn't know it," I said. 

"Sorry, my mind doesn't work without a fuck," she said pouting. I looked at her 
and shaking my head went out.

After I got the green signal from Kiran I returned to the compartment. "Are you 
happy?" she asked turning around in a circle and striking a pose, "I am dressed 
now." 

She was wearing her pink night suit, complete with pajamas this time and over it 
a pink housecoat tied with a matching strap round her slim waist. 

"Thank you," I said, "I think it is better so."

I opened my book as she looked out of the window. After ten minutes or so she 
stood up and started to undress. "What are you doing?' I asked. 

"Main apne kapdre nahin uttaar rahi hoon (I am taking off my clothes)," she 
giggled. 

"But you just wore your clothes," I said puzzled. 

"Agar main kapdre nahin uttaaroongi tau tum mujhe kaisse chodoge (If I don't 
take off my clothes then how will you fuck me)," she giggled. 

I was speechless. "Y…Y…You just wore them," I managed to stutter. 

"I got dressed to please you and now I'm undressing to please my choot so that 
you can fuck it," she said with a charming smile. 

"Darling, not in the day time," I protested. 

"You promised," she said pouting impishly. 

"I stand by my promise but listen to reason. Fucking in daytime is very 
dangerous. If we are caught we both will land in jail. The newspapers will get 
hold of it. Your name will be published along with mine. Your husband will hear of 
it etc. etc. Think, is it worth the risk?" I explained to her, "We'll fuck again after 
dinner like yesterday. Okay?" 

She thought for a minute. "If we get caught then I'll cry rape," she giggled. 

"Who'll believe you? We'll be both naked with our clothes neatly folded or 
hanging," I said laughing. 

"Then I'll have to tear them," she said. 

"Is it worth it?" I asked. 

She again thought for a minute then said, "You are right. My clothes are too 
expensive. Yes! I've got it. I think we'll have to fuck with our clothes on." 

"It's too risky. Please Kiran, wait till after dinner then we'll fuck," I pleaded. 

'All right, if that is what you want," she said in a huff and sat facing away from 
me.  

I went back to reading my book. For half an hour there was no sound other than 
chug, chug of the train. Then I heard sounds of somebody kissing. I looked up 
and saw that Kiran would pucker her lips and make kissing sound. 

'What are you doing?' I asked. 

'Do you mind?" she said sticking her tongue at me, "I am practicing how to kiss."  

"As if you require any practice," I laughed and continued to read. 

She kept making kissing sounds for some time then there was silence. It was too 
quiet. I was sure that she was up to something. I looked up from my book and 
saw that she was caressing her choot over her pajamas and mumbling. 

"Why are you rubbing your choot? Can't you wait for few hours,' I asked. 

"For your kind information I am not rubbing my choot. I am telling my choot that it 
will have to wait for another twelve hours before it can feel your big cock in it," 
she said making a face. 

I laughed and continued to read. After ten minutes I looked up. Kiran quickly 
pulled the lapels of her housecoat together.   

"Now what?" I said laying down my book. 

"My left booby wanted to see the cruel man, who has not kissed my sensuous 
red lips, nor squeezed my beautiful tits or put something nice and hard in my 
poor horny choot in the last two hours,' she giggled. 

"Darling, if the coach attendant would have come in then what would have 
happened," I asked. 

"Did you see my tit? I was too quick, wasn't I?" she said. 

"No, I did not see your boob but I saw you pulling your housecoat lapels together. 
If the coach attendant sees this much he'll get suspicious and keep an eye on us. 
Then we may not be able to fuck at night also. Therefore I suggest we wait 
patiently till after dinner," I said. 

"Aw, it's a ten hour wait," she said looking at her watch. 

"Kiran, do you think about fucking all the time?" I asked. 

"Of course not. What do you take me for? A depraved hussy," she said 
indignantly, "I think about sex for twenty three hours and fifty nine minutes and 
few seconds in a day only." 

We both laughed. "Kiran, come here," I said. 

She slid over to where I sat. I took her in my arms kissed her lips, squeezed her 
tits and caressed her cunt and said, "Tell your cunny that I want to put something 
nice and hard in it but can't. We'll have to wait till tonight for that." 

She smiled happily. 

"I am very tired. I am going to sleep and don't wake me for lunch," I said yawning. 
Then I climbed up to the upper berth and lay down. 

"Sleep well, my dear, because I'll not let you sleep tonight," she giggled. 

'Kiran, I suggest that you also rest for a while," I said. 

"No thank you, I'm fine," she replied. 

When my eyes opened it was six o'clock in the evening. I looked down. Kiran 
was fast asleep. I got down without disturbing her and went out. I requested the 
coach attendant for a cup of tea. He brought tea from the dining car. 

"Sir, shall I serve it in the compartment?' he asked. 

"No, madam is sleeping. It will disturb her. If you don't mind I'll drink it in your 
cubicle,' I said. 

After having tea I returned to my compartment. Kiran was still asleep. I sat down 
near her feet and read my book. At seven thirty I opened my 'travel bar' and 
poured myself a drink.  

"A whisky soda for me also," Kiran murmured. 

"Sure, did you sleep well?" I said pouring a drink for her. 

"Yes, I slept like a log," she said sitting up and looking at her watch. 

"Only couple of hours more then we can enjoy," I laughed. 

"Tell me, Mr. Saheb Sahebji, do you always think about sex?' she asked looking 
me in the eye. 

We both laughed. 

At last the wait was over. It was ten o'clock and we prepared to go to bed. Kiran 
shed her clothes in a jiffy and lay down on the birth with her legs apart. 

"Sahebji, hurry put something hard in my choot as you promised," she said 
impatiently. 

"Let's start with putting something more pliable inside it," I said getting between 
her legs and starting to eat her pussy. 

"OH IT FEELS SO NICE," she moaned loudly. 

"Darling, not so loud people are still awake," I warned. 

"Sorry, I got carried away," she moaned. 

She raised her hips and holding my head pressed it against her choot. I ate her 
cunt till she came six times. Each time when she came she sighed loudly. Then I 
got on top of her and rammed my cock into her dripping fuck hole. I fucked her till 
she had orgasmed another half a dozen times. 

After I had filled her thirsty choot with my seed, I rolled off. We lay kissing and 
enjoying the intense sensation we had just felt. When our kiss broke I lit two 
cigarettes. We smoked silently for a while. 

"Sahebji, you said you'll tell me after dinner what other thing you were after other 
than my choot," Kiran asked kissing my nipples. 

"Teri gaand (Your asshole)," I replied. 

She repeated what I had said softly to her self. "Meri gaand! Per kyoon? (My 
asshole! But why?" she said sitting up.  

"Haven't you heard of anal sex?" I asked. 

"Nahin tau….OH GOD…tum meri gaand maarna chahate ho (No….oh my 
God….you want to fuck me in my asshole," she literally shouted. 

"Shhh not so loud. Haan ab main teri gaand maarunga (Yes, now I'll fuck you in 
your asshole)," I said pulling her to me and inserting a finger in her anus and 
moved it in and out. 

"Please Sahebji, let me go," she said slipping out of my grip.

"I was only giving you a foretaste of how it'll feel when my cock goes in and out of 
your ass hole," I said. 

She thought for a while and said, "Do you really want to do it?" 

"Of course," I nodded. 

"Bahut dard hoga kya? (Will it pain a lot?)" she asked. 

"It is your first time therefore it will pain but if you have some cream or vaseline 
then it will reduce the pain)," I replied. 

"I think I have a tube of vaseline in my vanity case," she said. I waited for ten 
minutes or so but she did not make a move to fetch the tube. 

"Darling, get the tube," I said. 

She got up in a huff and took out the vaseline and placing it in my outstretched 
hand, said, turning her ass towards me, "Yeh rahi vaseline aur yeh rahi meri 
gaand. Phard dalo iss ko (Here is the vaseline and here is my ass hole do as you 
like)."

I took the Vaseline. Then placed Kiran in the ass fucking position with her 
bottoms sticking upwards. I first applied vaseline on my cock then taking an inch 
of it on my fingers I rubbed it on her ass hole. I inserted first one then two fingers, 
in the puckered hole to make her asshole slippery from the inside. Then I moved 
my fingers in and out and rotated them. 

"Oh Sahebji, it is nice," she moaned softly.  

"Abhi tau mera lund baki hai (My cock is still to come)," I laughed. 

I placed my lund (cock) on her rear door and applied a little pressure. It started to 
hurt. She opened her mouth to scream. "Darling, don't scream. If the pain 
becomes unbearable then bite on the pillow," I said. 

After initial resistance her sphincter started to give way. Suddenly it snapped 
open and half my cock went into her asshole. Kiran bit hard into the pillow. I 
slowly pulled and pushed my cock till the whole of it was inside her puckered 
hole. 

"SAHEBJI, MERI GAAND MAINSE APNA LAURDA NIKALO. BAHUT DARD HO 
RAHI HAI (SAHEBJI, TAKE YOUR COCK OUT OF MY ASSHOLE. IT IS 
HURTING LIKE HELL," Kiran screamed with tears flowing freely from her eyes. 

"Shh Kiran, you are very tense. Relax and it won't hurt anymore. I am fully 
inside," I said and waited for her asshole to get used to my cock. 

During this period she lay there groaning with pain and pleasure. "Is it still 
hurting?" I asked.

"No, not much," Kiran replied. 

I commenced the in and out movement. At first I fucked her slowly then gathering 
speed. Simultaneously I rubbed her cunt. After I had finished I shot my load 
inside her gaand (asshole) I lay down next to her and asked, "Mazaa aaya? (Did 
you enjoy it?)" 

"Pahele tau bahut dard hui phir achha laga (First it hurt a lot then it was nice)," 
she replied. 

"Don't worry, next time you'll really enjoy it," I said. 

She did not say anything. I had a feeling that all is not well. I asked her if she was 
all right. She said yes in a small voice. 

"Do you know why I introduced you to cock sucking, pussy eating and anal sex?" 
I asked. 

She shook her head in the negative. "One reason is because I like these acts. 
The other is, they add variety to love making. There is no fun in fucking in the 
missionary position always. It does give pleasure but variety is the spice of love 
life. Do you agree?"

"I think so," Kiran said hesitatingly. 

"Another important reason is that if you suck the cock of your husband and let 
him fuck your asshole then he will be your slave for life. He will suck your cunt 
also and do or buy anything you desire," I laughed.  

She did not say anything but after some time, she said, "You are right our sex life 
is quite monotonous. I must get my husband to do these things you have taught 
me." 

"How will you manage it without revealing too much?" I asked. 

"Don't worry I will manage it," she said with a smile. 

Dear reader a man is but a child before the guiles of a woman. We fucked 
through the night in different positions with short rests in between to recharge our 
batteries. We also fucked on the upper berth to give it a 'slept in look.' 

At 6.30 in the morning we called it a day or better said a night. Kiran lovingly 
sucked my lund (cock) clean and got dressed. The coach attendant brought our 
morning tea at 7 o'clock. While we were sipping our tea I gave Kiran names of 
few books to read which would add spice to her sex life. She made a mental note 
of them. 

When we reached our destination she gathered her luggage and giving me a 
peck on my cheek, said, "Goodbye, I hope you have made me pregnant. I would 
love to have your child," and she was gone. I stood at the door and watched. She 
met a man and then disappeared in the crowd. 

There was nothing left for me to do but to collect my belongings and leave 
carrying with me the memories of a very pleasant train journey.


THE END


Dear Reader, hope you enjoyed the story. I look forward to receive your 
comments at sahebji70@yahoo.com. Thanks. Take care. Sahebji

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