Hi friends, recently I know about this site, a very good place to share our experiences freely and openly. Am writing my experience here,it will not be so exciting for u but it excited aroused me very much and it's the first experience in my life.
I am Susan from Kochi, housewife aged 45yrs. and has been married for about 22years and my husband is working abroad. I have 2 children, both are studying in professional colleges. I have been loyal to my husband always, but an incident happened last month totally carried me away. While traveling by a train from Trivandrum to Ernakulam a stranger consciously took full liberty with me and had full freedom with me, caressed, squeezed, cupped, kneaded my private parts. And I let him do so. I don't know why, I just couldn't manage to stop him. I don't know why I couldn't control myself. I could not help myself from being highly aroused by that encounter. During last week of December, I along with my son and father in law went to Trivandrum to attend a marriage function. After attending marriage and visiting some relatives there we reached railway station by 5 pm. It was crowded everywhere, long Q'ues at ticket counters. Any way my son got tickets and we entered into Intercity Express, bound to Guruvayur via Alleppey. Though the train was totally jam packed, my son managed to push his way through and got a seat, he and my FILaw adjusted on that seat. I was irritated, not used to traveling in this kind of crowded train and preferred to stay away, but there was no other choice so required to stand near the toilet area. I was wearing saree, dressed up a bit sexy. [I used to wear chudidhars, but for functions like marriages wear saree, tuck it below my pokkil [navel], my husband always induce me to wear saree like that, he like it very much. I got stares while walking on the road and, to be frank, proud of it also]. The train was so crowded, with daily commuters working in govt. offices/private firms. There were ladies and gents standing near me, and they talked about their pay revision and other office matters. A young guy around 23yrs old, only 2-3 years elder than my son, was standing near me. He too appeared stuck in the crowd. Then the train tarted at 5.30pm. After a while, I felt something brush against my bottom. I casually glanced behind and noticed that young guy, standing behind me. After a few minutes, he brushed his hand a couple or more times, then very casually lets his hand lightly rest on my buttocks. I was a little confused, but decided to ignore it that it was a crowded train and this could be a mistake. However after some time I felt his hand begin to slowly move and lightly caress my kundi [buttocks] over my saree. I was surprised further and wondered what to do, that was quite an obvious and deliberate act. I looked around to move away, but there was no space to move in that overcrowded train, at the same time I was very uncertain and nervous to create a scene. I was double minded, didn't know what to do. I then decided to ignore it. Also relaxed to myself that till what extent he could possibly try that, with so many people around and that too in a public place. I was stuck in my present position. After some time, he gradually became bolder, he was, slowly more firmly, caressing my buttocks and sensing my nervousness, dilemma and lack of resistance on my part, began to cup my buttocks. No one else in that crowded train was aware of what was going on and he himself was immediately behind me with a very indifferent, innocent expression, while his hands were busy on my kundi [buttocks]. I don't know why I was unsure of what to do, to stop him or not, to move away from there or not. I just couldn't resist. Seeing no protest from me, he began to squeeze and knead my buttocks, cupped each one. I glanced at the other passengers and no one else was looking at us and was totally unaware of his mischief. By then I allowed him to continue. Then the train reached Varkala station and some people got down. But there was some festival in Shivagiri and people wearing yellow dress rushed in to the train and again the train became jam-packed. After some time I felt something crawling on my tummy. I realised it was his hands. But just ignored it thinking he would withdraw. But he carried on and reached my pokkil [navel] and pressed his finger inside my large and deep navel. I just could not do anything as there were people all around. He then moved his hands up and reached my breasts. None could see it as it was under my saree munthani. Ayal pathukke ente mulakalil njekkan thudangi [he started squeezing my breasts] He was squeezing my nipples over my bra and blouse. I can't move away from him as it was so crowded.
But..somewhere......something was happening inside me..and I think I started enjoying that mischief. He got bolder now, through the saree and underskirt he put his right hand down and was feeling the outline of my panty and then tried to slide it under the panty so that he could feel the softness of my buttocks better. I had never imagined that I would ever let another man touch me in my confidential areas. He now moved his hand to the lower portion of my buttocks. While rubbing his hand over the crack of my buttocks he started pushing his fingers directly between my ass cheeks. The initial soft caresses were now replaced by heavy and firm squeezing and kneading of my buttocks. By then he was confident that I will not protest. He kept on pushing his hard thing against my bottom, time and again during the entire act. I felt his hard erect thing between my ass cheeks over the dress. He then moved to my left side to stand next to me and with his right hand tried to slip it down gradually under my saree and underskirt, he slowly slid his hand inwards inside and after moving the panty strap a little, slid his hand right inside over my pubic hair and started rubbing there for few minutes. I can't explain the feeling.., it was a mixed feeling all this in a crowded train with no other co-passenger aware of this act between two total strangers. I really thought I would climax..... For almost an hour he continued playing with my breasts, navel, buttocks and pussy. Then the train was approaching Kollam station. He turned to move forward. Then he quickly gripped my right hand tightly and moved it to place it on the front of his pants to feel me the hardness of his erection. Wooowww...it was rock hard and stiff..Then he got down at Kollam station. Most of the passenger got down at that station and I got seat next to my son and FILaw. After some time I went to toilet and got surprised that my pussy was fully wet and panty got soaked with my secretion. It was the first time that I kept silent on such an occasion I do not know why. And I still wonder how my pussy got wet that day when that young brute, of my son's age, did it to me. I don't know why I lost my control, got carried away and submitted myself to him..I don't know how I react to that man if seen again? My husband will arrive on next month, shall I confess this to my husband? I don't know. Ladies/girls with similar experiences please write me, how they feel, enjoy and respond to the situation.
My mail address is susan6569@yahoo.in I am waiting for your comments, BUT GENTS PLEASE DON'T.
I am Susan from Kochi, housewife aged 45yrs. and has been married for about 22years and my husband is working abroad. I have 2 children, both are studying in professional colleges. I have been loyal to my husband always, but an incident happened last month totally carried me away. While traveling by a train from Trivandrum to Ernakulam a stranger consciously took full liberty with me and had full freedom with me, caressed, squeezed, cupped, kneaded my private parts. And I let him do so. I don't know why, I just couldn't manage to stop him. I don't know why I couldn't control myself. I could not help myself from being highly aroused by that encounter. During last week of December, I along with my son and father in law went to Trivandrum to attend a marriage function. After attending marriage and visiting some relatives there we reached railway station by 5 pm. It was crowded everywhere, long Q'ues at ticket counters. Any way my son got tickets and we entered into Intercity Express, bound to Guruvayur via Alleppey. Though the train was totally jam packed, my son managed to push his way through and got a seat, he and my FILaw adjusted on that seat. I was irritated, not used to traveling in this kind of crowded train and preferred to stay away, but there was no other choice so required to stand near the toilet area. I was wearing saree, dressed up a bit sexy. [I used to wear chudidhars, but for functions like marriages wear saree, tuck it below my pokkil [navel], my husband always induce me to wear saree like that, he like it very much. I got stares while walking on the road and, to be frank, proud of it also]. The train was so crowded, with daily commuters working in govt. offices/private firms. There were ladies and gents standing near me, and they talked about their pay revision and other office matters. A young guy around 23yrs old, only 2-3 years elder than my son, was standing near me. He too appeared stuck in the crowd. Then the train tarted at 5.30pm. After a while, I felt something brush against my bottom. I casually glanced behind and noticed that young guy, standing behind me. After a few minutes, he brushed his hand a couple or more times, then very casually lets his hand lightly rest on my buttocks. I was a little confused, but decided to ignore it that it was a crowded train and this could be a mistake. However after some time I felt his hand begin to slowly move and lightly caress my kundi [buttocks] over my saree. I was surprised further and wondered what to do, that was quite an obvious and deliberate act. I looked around to move away, but there was no space to move in that overcrowded train, at the same time I was very uncertain and nervous to create a scene. I was double minded, didn't know what to do. I then decided to ignore it. Also relaxed to myself that till what extent he could possibly try that, with so many people around and that too in a public place. I was stuck in my present position. After some time, he gradually became bolder, he was, slowly more firmly, caressing my buttocks and sensing my nervousness, dilemma and lack of resistance on my part, began to cup my buttocks. No one else in that crowded train was aware of what was going on and he himself was immediately behind me with a very indifferent, innocent expression, while his hands were busy on my kundi [buttocks]. I don't know why I was unsure of what to do, to stop him or not, to move away from there or not. I just couldn't resist. Seeing no protest from me, he began to squeeze and knead my buttocks, cupped each one. I glanced at the other passengers and no one else was looking at us and was totally unaware of his mischief. By then I allowed him to continue. Then the train reached Varkala station and some people got down. But there was some festival in Shivagiri and people wearing yellow dress rushed in to the train and again the train became jam-packed. After some time I felt something crawling on my tummy. I realised it was his hands. But just ignored it thinking he would withdraw. But he carried on and reached my pokkil [navel] and pressed his finger inside my large and deep navel. I just could not do anything as there were people all around. He then moved his hands up and reached my breasts. None could see it as it was under my saree munthani. Ayal pathukke ente mulakalil njekkan thudangi [he started squeezing my breasts] He was squeezing my nipples over my bra and blouse. I can't move away from him as it was so crowded.
But..somewhere......something was happening inside me..and I think I started enjoying that mischief. He got bolder now, through the saree and underskirt he put his right hand down and was feeling the outline of my panty and then tried to slide it under the panty so that he could feel the softness of my buttocks better. I had never imagined that I would ever let another man touch me in my confidential areas. He now moved his hand to the lower portion of my buttocks. While rubbing his hand over the crack of my buttocks he started pushing his fingers directly between my ass cheeks. The initial soft caresses were now replaced by heavy and firm squeezing and kneading of my buttocks. By then he was confident that I will not protest. He kept on pushing his hard thing against my bottom, time and again during the entire act. I felt his hard erect thing between my ass cheeks over the dress. He then moved to my left side to stand next to me and with his right hand tried to slip it down gradually under my saree and underskirt, he slowly slid his hand inwards inside and after moving the panty strap a little, slid his hand right inside over my pubic hair and started rubbing there for few minutes. I can't explain the feeling.., it was a mixed feeling all this in a crowded train with no other co-passenger aware of this act between two total strangers. I really thought I would climax..... For almost an hour he continued playing with my breasts, navel, buttocks and pussy. Then the train was approaching Kollam station. He turned to move forward. Then he quickly gripped my right hand tightly and moved it to place it on the front of his pants to feel me the hardness of his erection. Wooowww...it was rock hard and stiff..Then he got down at Kollam station. Most of the passenger got down at that station and I got seat next to my son and FILaw. After some time I went to toilet and got surprised that my pussy was fully wet and panty got soaked with my secretion. It was the first time that I kept silent on such an occasion I do not know why. And I still wonder how my pussy got wet that day when that young brute, of my son's age, did it to me. I don't know why I lost my control, got carried away and submitted myself to him..I don't know how I react to that man if seen again? My husband will arrive on next month, shall I confess this to my husband? I don't know. Ladies/girls with similar experiences please write me, how they feel, enjoy and respond to the situation.
My mail address is susan6569@yahoo.in I am waiting for your comments, BUT GENTS PLEASE DON'T.
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