True Stories

<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 15px; text-align: -webkit-auto;">I was returning home after a long break. The train was mostly empty. I found a seat and sat down. Surprisingly the seats on both sides were occupied by small boys of about 10 years of age. A lady, sitting opposite to me was a boy’s mother. She was slim and fair with her hair tied neatly in a bun. She wore a thin cotton sari. Not much fun !, I thought. I was getting ready to sleep. I stretched one leg to the other berth and folded the other and started to drowse. The cool night air flowed in through the window. Suddenly I felt a warm touch on my foot. I woke up to find that the lady was lying down. Her saree was drawn to one side, revealing her belly. Her belly was touching my foot. God! females aren’t what you think they are, I thought. She had a decent appearance and I never thought she was horny. Anyway this was a invitation for me to enjoy! I continued to keep my foot there and pretended to sleep. Most of the boys were sleeping. The one by the window was peering into the night. Surely he was too young to understand. I pressed my foot gently on her naked belly. She had a nice well formed waist. Her belly button stood out against her fair belly. I could roughly make out the shape of her blouse through her thin saree. Her white bra stood out against her thin blouse. I rubbed my foot gently on her belly. She lay still pretending to sleep. I moved my toe finger around her belly button. Her skin was smooth and tight. I reached the bottom most part of her belly. She had a nice angular face and long slender neck. Her saree had fallen to one side slightly. I found myself looking down the opening of her blouse. The bottom of her blouse showed through her saree. I moved my toe upwards towards her boobs. She placed her hand across her boobs. Was it that she didn’t like her boobs touched? , I thought. Then I decided to rub her hands instead. I moved my toe over her fingers and squeezed them gently against the berth. She moved her fingers slightly keeping her hand there. I moved my toes over her hands thoroughly, pressing her fingers against the berth. Slowly she moved her hands away. I continued to move towards her boobs. My toe was under her saree now. I pressed down on her boobs. Her stiff bra touched my toes first. I continued to press down. My toes touched a soft mound of flesh. She had more boobs than I thought. I was beginning to get an erection. I slowly massaged her boobs with my toe. Her boobs were getting firmer. I could feel her nipples stiffen within her bra. My toe was deep under her saree. Her nipples were growing steadier as I applied firmer pressure on her boobs. I felt the hooks on her blouse with my toes. This made me more erotic. Her boobs were now round and fleshy and her nipples were steady. I pressed directly on her nipple against her boobs. She moved a bit over to my side, pressing her boobs against my toes. I kept rubbing her nipples with my toe finger. I moved over to her other boobs. She turned further over to my side. Her round hanging boobs were waiting to be touched. Her nipple was steady already. With the movement of the train, her boobs pounded against my toe. I had a full erection by now. I felt her bra with my toe finger. I pulled down her bra slightly. Her nipple had come outside her bra. Now there was only a thin blouse between her nipple and my toe. Her nipple was fully erect and stood out against her blouse. I rubbed her almost naked nipples with my toe fingers. It seemed to poke into my toe. I pulled down her bra further. I massaged her nipple area thoroughly. I could feel my organ throb within my pants. I looked around. The boys were sleeping. I placed my foot on her arm. I groped around for the hooks on her blouse. I moved my foot further upwards. My foot was buried under her saree. I was afraid if someone would come along. But no one came. My toe reached the opening of her blouse. </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgk4kf-W63UZisrIwVwBzJb1-aEhAVcO7XRgAYfLnQIs7Nzx_-gtel3aaFqoh0fWKH6UnmLAeccATJTFOI87J0udVZLBbYYTHhyphenhyphenh_dDCfb3WAGaKvIkTbKjcCSAtkgwT_G7zGadZ4P0BOQ/s1600/Naked-462x330.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"><span style="color: black; font-family: inherit;"><img border="0" height="228" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgk4kf-W63UZisrIwVwBzJb1-aEhAVcO7XRgAYfLnQIs7Nzx_-gtel3aaFqoh0fWKH6UnmLAeccATJTFOI87J0udVZLBbYYTHhyphenhyphenh_dDCfb3WAGaKvIkTbKjcCSAtkgwT_G7zGadZ4P0BOQ/s320/Naked-462x330.jpg" width="320" /></span></a> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 15px; text-align: -webkit-auto;">With my toe finger I gently pressed her cleavage. It was a heavenly feeling. She was almost lying on her stomach, leaving enough space for my toe. I moved my toe finger against her naked cleavage. Her skin was very soft and smooth. I rubbed my toe finger against her cleavage for sometime. Her body was stiff as she enjoyed the movement. I moved back to her belly. Her saree was tied low on her waist. With my toe finger I massaged the bottom most portion of her belly. Her skin was warm by now. I slowly moved over to her crotch. I placed my toe on her crotch for sometime. The movement of the train periodically pressed my toe on her crotch. With my toe finger I gently rubbed her crotch which seemed like a fleshy mound. I moved over to her upper thighs. Her thighs were firm and fleshy. Her inner thighs were soft to touch. I rubbed her crotch area with my toes. I placed my toe finger on the bottom portion of her crotch near her vagina. I inserted my toe fingers between her thighs, rubbing her vagina. She held my toe tightly between her thighs. I moved my toe finger in and out of her crotch rubbing her opening. It was an erotic feeling as my toe was covered by her warm fleshy thighs and crotch. I continued the rhythmic movement for sometime. After sometime she released her pressure on my toe. She got up slowly. I kept my legs aside. She went to the bathroom. I finally lay on the berth. She came back after a long time. She had adjusted her dress and tied up her hair. I knew she was going to get down. I folded my legs, exposing my crotch to her. She looked at my crotch for a brief moment and then at my face. I caught her eye. She arched her body forward holding the berth above with her hands. She adjusted her saree to expose her waist to me. I watched her slim shapely body and the sides of her boobs. Her white bra stood out against her thin blouse. She looked at me now and then. I returned her gaze with a faint smile. Slowly she woke up her son. While picking up her luggage she pressed her buttocks against my legs a few times. The train was slowing down. She got down at the next station. I was beginning to understand the difference between looks and true nature. Her conservative looks totally denied her erotic side. What I saw was not what I got. It was a truly erotic experience I could remember for sometime.</span></div></div>

Unexpected Erotic Journey

I was returning home after a long break. The train was mostly empty. I found a seat and sat down. Surprisingly the seats on both sides were ...

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<div style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 2; margin-bottom: 15px; text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #f3f3f3;"><b>Dear readers, this is the same shashi who works as a secretary for my boss who fucks me day in and out, u may remember me how me and my husband got raped while coming bk from ajmir to jaipur in the marble yard.</b></span></div><div style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 2; margin-bottom: 15px; text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #f3f3f3;"><b>let me tell you this latest incidence of mine with six guys in a volvo bus on 17/8/11 at 6 pm, on my way to my house from jigani industrial area on bannergatta road in bangalore city, giving so much details so that the readers enjoy the real truth of the incident.</b></span></div><div style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 2; margin-bottom: 15px; text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #f3f3f3;"><b>i am now 29 happily married but my hubby not much active in sex, if he touches my wet pussy he feels dirty and wash his hands, he hardly gives 4 to5 strokes and leaks out and turn other side and sleep off, which makes me leave with no other option to finger myself and quench my thirst, this exactly attracted me to my boss who treats me like a goddess of sex,</b></span></div><div style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 2; margin-bottom: 15px; text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #f3f3f3;"><b>yes let me accept by nature I am bit oversexed and love it a lot, excepting during my periods or if boss is out of station, not a single day passes without having at least 30 mts of heated sex during any part of the day, he atleast fucks me in my pussy or ass minimum 5 times a week, and I swear I am addicted to his body and handling, HE JUST KNOWS HOW TO HANDLE A WOMAN TO THE CORE.</b></span></div><div style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 2; margin-bottom: 15px; text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #f3f3f3;"><b>as usual on the 17 nth I finished my work at 6 pm and took a volvo bus 365 J from jigani which is my work place, it was raining for the last few days and today also it started to drizzle and by the time I boarded the bus I was 25 % wet, as I was in a saree I had used the pullo to cover my head from getting wet. the bus was fully crowded and from the front door I couldnt enter so entered through the center door,</b></span></div><div style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 2; margin-bottom: 15px; text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #f3f3f3;"><b>if u r familiar with this volvo buses it has a gap in the center where only standing is possible and towards the wall there was one low lying foldable stool which even if its vacant I will not sit, as we sit there and guy stands in front of you sitting height is perfect to give him a blow job. anyway pushed through the crowd with men taking chance here and there to brush my body which happens to most of the women in bus.</b></span></div><div style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 2; margin-bottom: 15px; text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #f3f3f3;"><b>as we moved on and reached NICE road where T JOHN college is there lot of girls and guys all students got up, as usuall giggling and chatting and all. I noticed some six guys coming standing behind me and one of them excused me and sat on the stool at my right side, one of them in low voice told in malyalam wish we had this girl for us,</b></span></div><div style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 2; margin-bottom: 15px; text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #f3f3f3;"><b>little they knew I understand malyalam as I had studied in trivandrum for 2 yrs. I kept quite to see how far they go and I could feel one of them falling on me and he was pushing his groin on to my ass and I too didnt budge so he was having a hearty rub of his dick on my ass, at that point this fellow passed another comment to the guy sitting that girl seems hot not budging for my rubbing and pushing.</b></span></div><div style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 2; margin-bottom: 15px; text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #f3f3f3;"><b>my boss was on his europe business tour and ihad really missed my sex and I kept quite to see how far they can go, the guy who was sitting slowly crept his hand under the saree and started to caress my cough muscles and I kept quite, in fact my pussy was already wet and itching for more, I didnt care the inside of my slut was opening up,</b></span></div><div style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 2; margin-bottom: 15px; text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #f3f3f3;"><b>he did for little time and advanced to my thighs and he couldnt go further up as I was standing with my legs together, he pushed my legs apart so that he could reach my chuth, I slowly moved my legs apart and he reached my pussy, he looked up at his freind and said I have reached her pussy, and this gave courage for the other guys to move ahead,</b></span></div><div style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 2; margin-bottom: 15px; text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #f3f3f3;"><b>without wasting any time I could feel him pull my panty down and I was in place of no return, he pulled it till my ankle and gave a push on my cough muscle to lift up and in a jiffy my panty was out and he put in his jerkin pocket and rushed his hand back to my pussy, this time I spread my legs further part.</b></span></div><div style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 2; margin-bottom: 15px; text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #f3f3f3;"><b>just then I watched we had crossed arekere reliance mart and traffic was totally jammed as the whole day they were demolishing some buildings between fortis and appolo hospital, by the time the driver of the bus put the lights on it was good luck to them as the tube light where we stand was not working and these guys can have a gala time.</b></span></div><div style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 2; margin-bottom: 15px; text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #f3f3f3;"><b>the guy who was sitting I could feel his middle finger enter my love hole which was dripping wet and started up and down strokes, my pussy was big enough to handle 2 fingers and which he did, in no time he was fisting my chuth with 2 fingers and I was really in heaven, the guy behind me was grinding his dick in my ass,</b></span></div><div style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 2; margin-bottom: 15px; text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #f3f3f3;"><b>he put his right hand around my belly and caught my breast and kneaded them hard over my blouse, as he did that he guided my left hand to his dick, to my suprise he had lowered his zip and pulled out his cock, in that cold wheather his man hood meat was warm in my hand, I kept stroking and in no time he spurted all his sperms in my palm, I kept on caressing till his cock shrivelled to a small rat size.</b></span></div><div style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 2; margin-bottom: 15px; text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #f3f3f3;"><b>he told his another freind to exchange place to come behind me, and he too didnt waste any time to guide my hand to his taken out cock, I was enoying and released too much of my juices on his fingers who was fisting my pussy, it was too slippery so he pulled his hand out and I could see him putting his fingers in his mouth to lick away all my juices which made me even more hornier,</b></span></div><div style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 2; margin-bottom: 15px; text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #f3f3f3;"><b>and took back his possition to fist my chuth out. this second guy at my back must be a muslim as his foreskin was not there, his cock was so hard and stiff when he pushed I could feel if pushing thriugh my saree and enetering my ass crack, and I too stroked his cock in rhytm slowly he moved his hand from my breast down but was dissappointed as his sitting friend was still fisting my chuth,</b></span></div><div style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 2; margin-bottom: 15px; text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #f3f3f3;"><b>so his hands were again on my breast, he was so aroused that he kept trying to open my blose which I stopped with my right hand and still stroking his wild cock with my left hand by this time the bus slowly came near j p nagar and I decided to get down one stop ahead of my regular stop as I didnt want them to follow me, so I increased my stroking pace and he too ejaculated his sperms on my palm and on my saree in no time.</b></span></div><div style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 2; margin-bottom: 15px; text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #f3f3f3;"><b>i moved aside which gave a hint to pussy fister that I am getting down, and he too removed his hand out I got down at BTM busstop waited for while and took a ricksha to my house at HSR layout. all along was thinking what all can happen in real life. i was feeling like a slut with mixed feelings, going back without my panties,</b></span></div><div style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 2; margin-bottom: 15px; text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #f3f3f3;"><b>but when a body needs certain things it overides everything, went home had a nice shower and hubby had his good quicky fuck and slept and I slept nude fingered my pussy nicely till I had a couple of good orgasms and slept.</b></span></div><div style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 2; margin-bottom: 15px; text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #f3f3f3;"><b>Readers pls post ur sincere comments I have specified exact place and time and if somebody is familiar with bangalore will enjoy the truth of this experience. For ever ur randy Shashi.</b></span></div></div>

Getting Man handled in Bus

Dear readers, this is the same shashi who works as a secretary for my boss who fucks me day in and out, u may remember me how me and my hus...