Mom In A Train
Lesbian
Submit Report HI Readers, this is a fantasy which I just want to do but not able to collect the guts to do it. Hence I am sharing it with u all. I m 42 yrs old lady but very fit and very sexy. My fucking with my husband and son and daughter have kept me to the best fitness of my life. I 5feet 5 inches with fig. Of 34 28 36 weighting 58 kgs. I have a fantasy of getting gang banged by strangers in public place. So here I m narrating my story. My name is Neha and I love being fucked. I prepared a plan to get fucked in train by low class strangers taking the help of a gigolo. I live in north India but to be safe I prepared a plan where nobody would know me. I selected the date of New Year 31st Dec as lots of people travel on this day and most of the people drink also. I went to Mumbai and hired a gigolo for 2 days. I shared with him my plans and he got ready for free of cost. I went thru a make over to look different from what I look originally. On 31st Dec we went to mumbai station at catch a train going to bihar. This train was selected for 2 reasons, majorly for high rush and secondly for the type of people that will be there. We got the tickets and caught the train. I was wearing a short skirt just above my knees and a deep neck top (in front and back) with total buttons in front. I did not wear any bra or panty as it keeps me on high. Before boarding the train I took 3 large pecks to manage the pain and humiliation gets out of my control. At around 8.30 pm the train started and was very crowded. We did not even get the place to sit, infact we anyhow managed to stand in the crowd. By the way my companions name is Paul, a fair strong handsome guy of 26yrs of age. Weighing around 75kg with all muscles on his body. I: “Paul this is too much traffic. How will we travel whole journey like this?” Paul: “Wait dear, we will make some space to sit.” I: “I cant stand like this, give me a bear.” Paul: Ok darling. And he gives me a can of beer. People are already looking at me. I take few sips. Paul: Now is it feeling better baby? I : mmm not much… Paul comes behind me and starts messaging my waist. Paul: Now does it feel goos baby? I close my eyes and say: “mmmm yeah a bit honey” He puts his hand in my top from behind and starts massaging me.. “Now how does it feel baby?”. I: “Oh paul… it feel better honey much better and I press my boobs give me some more beer honey”paul takes the sip in his mouth and comes to me. He asks me to open my mouth and then pours the beer in my mouth.. I take, drink it and licks his lower lip.Oh honey it feels so good to drink from your mouth. Some words r been heard now… like… what r they doing? They r doing it here only What shameless people Not shameless, what desperate people Look at her boobs they r so big They are not boobs they r melons Now I start getting more horny and play another trick. Paul can u give me a smoke honey?’ Paul: “Oh sure honey..oh shit… I think we forgot the cigarettes” I: “what? Oh Shit man. I need a smoke honey please Paul: “wait let me see..Hey does any one has cigarette here… I will pay for it…. more then it costs. One bihari comes and says that he has a bidi…. but he wants a value for it… Paul asks him how much and bihari says, that this bidi can not be bought by money….. so paul asks , then what does he wants and bihari says ask that lady what can he give me. I ask that bihari man, what do u want in place of that bidi. He says give me some thing good. I go closer to him and give him a kiss on his cheeks for bidi. He give me the bidi. But the kiss was bad. That man was not shaved and his skin was also dirty. But I kissed some one stranger was good for me. Then I ask him for the match box to which he says, that in this kiss u can get only bidi but match box. I take the indication and give him a strong kiss on his lips with some tongue inside him and he just sucks and bite my lips. It hurt. Then I ask to give match box for the kiss and he laughs. I ask him why is he laughing and he says that he just said that I can not get match box for the kiss but he never said that he has the match box. Listening to this everybody laughs. I ask him then who has the match box. Then someone says that there is a cost for everything. Give us something and we will tell u who has the match box. I ask them what I can I give to all. And some one says, show us your boobs. To which say that that I can show them only partly and open 3 of my top buttons. Now my cleavage was more visible to all. I was getting horny now. I wanted something, some action. Then one guy says I have that match box. I ask him to give it and he asks for the cost. And the cost was that I will let him squeeze my boobs for that match box. I agree to it. He comes forward turns that every one can see my face and squeezes my boobs from the back. He actually goes ahead and squeezes my boobs putting his hand inside my top. His squeezes was so rough and tight that it leaves red finger marks on my boobs. Oh good, what a powerful hand was that. And I get the match box. But to their mind game their were no match sticks in it. Now I get irritate and asks for the match sticks. Without saying anything he puts his hand on my ass and says “meri jaan khud hi lelo”. I ask him where it is and he says that match sticks are in his underwear. To which everyone laughs. I was feeling like being played from one hand to another hand for almost nothing. Deal was clear. I put my hand in his underwear to get the match stick and for this I was actually rubbing his dick in his pants. I take out 2 sticks but could not light it cause of the wind. And again every one laughs.In my irritation I slap that guy hard on his face and he looses his temper. He slaps me back saying, “Salim Randi musher march Thai”. And then again slaps me back. I loose my control and fall on some one.