Lose Virginity Express

I hated my parents for making me do this. I was always an introvert and very reserved but they want me to be more independent. They want me to do my work on my own. In my whole 25 years of life, I have never travelled alone, but my parents want me to do it. They should be lucky to have a perfect daughter like me but they are exactly opposite. They want me to be more outgoing and less conservative. I cursed them for making me do this. Though they forced me to travel, all alone, for an interview in Bangalore, the have taken all the precautions. My dad got a ticket in first class ac. He thought it would safer, with the doors for coupe and lesser people. My mom made arrangements for my uncle to pick me up in the morning and take care of me for the next 3 days.

My only job was to travel alone in the train. But I wasn’t ready for it. I prayed to God to give me the courage to travel alone. My mom wanted me to wear a kurti for the journey since it would be more comfortable to sleep in it. But I was more stubborn and wore a saree in which I felt confident. I got onto the train and didn’t even look at them or say good bye. I directly went to my berth and sat.

After settling down, I started reading a magazine. After a couple of pages, there was a hot story in it. I might look and think in a conservative way but that doesn’t mean I didn’t like sex. I neither had sex nor kissed a guy in my life, but this subject excited me. I watch a lot of porn online and use candles to satisfy myself. So, I started reading the story since there was no one in my coupe.

When I was about to complete the story, the door opened. Three guys entered the coupe. They were my fellow passengers in my coupe. I was terrified looking at them. They all looked similar to my age. This scared me even more. I started saying prayers in my mind. One the guys introduced himself as Vicky. I smiled and continued reading the book. He might have felt bad but I was too frightened to open my mouth. I wanted to kill my parents for making me do this. I was getting paranoid so I searched for the provided blankets to make my berth and sleep but I couldn’t find any. I was too scared to go out and ask the attendant, so I lie on the berth without the blankets. I was facing the train wall as I didn’t want to look at them.

After half an hour, I heard some camera clicking sounds. I didn’t dare to see what it was. The sounds repeated for at least 10 times. I was afraid they might be clicking my pics. I closed my eyes tightly and didn’t say anything. At around 11:00 pm, I started feeling hungry. The lights were still on in my coupe. But my hunger dominated my fear. I quietly got up and came out of the coupe. I found the attendant and asked him where I could get some food and also for the blankets. He said there would a stop in half an hour where I can get food and gave me set of blankets.

I went to my berth and lie in same position again and covered myself with the blanket. I didn’t even dare to look at the guys to see what they were upto. One the guy said 34-24-36. I didn’t understand what he said but again he repeated it. Then it struck to me, those were my vital stats. I couldn’t guess how they knew about it. They definitely couldn’t have guessed it. They were perfect. Another guy said 34B. They knew all my vital stats. I had know idea what was happening there. 34B-24-36 were exactly my stats. I was pretty famous for my round huge butt and perfect curves, which I never liked. My friends use to tease me saying that I had the perfect body for any guy to die for but I looked too innocent.

Few girls were even jealous of me. They also like the little amount of fat near my tummy area. As I studied in a girls college, I had many nicknames. Thunder thighs, curvy bitch, solid booty, snow white, innocent queen, etc were few of my very famous nicknames. But still couldn’t get it how these guys knew about my vital stats including my bra size.

My fear was slowly turning into anger. I thought they must definitely gone through my luggage while I was out or asleep. I got up and turned towards them. They were playing some game in their ipad. All the numbers were from the game. I felt embarrassed and went back to same position of me lying on my berth.

After 10 minutes, some weird sounds were coming through the wall of the coupe. It was from the adjacent coupe. It was getting louder and louder. It sounded like a girl getting properly screwed.

As the noise got louder, they started banging the wall. I felt really uncomfortable and wanted to run away. But the noise stopped after 5 minutes. I felt somewhat relaxed and tried to distract myself from the thought about the guys behind me. My thought slowly shifted to the couple in the next coupe. Thinking about strangers having sex right next to me, was exciting. I pictured about the couple how they would have gone about it. I couldn’t think about the faces but the moans and the noise got me excited.

One by one step was passing as images in my mind. It was getting wet for me, down there. I, unknowingly, put my hand into my saree, petticoat and panty to touch my pussy. My fingers touched my unshaved pussy. When I was about to insert my finger into my pussy, the image of the three guys, behind me, flashed in front of my eyes.

I adjusted my saree and turned around to see what they were upto. All three of them were staring at me. I ran out of the coupe and stood in the isle, thinking what to do. I was trembling in fear. One of the guys came out and asked me to get in. I didn’t react. He pulled me in and locked the door. I was in a state of shock and didn’t know how to react. He pulled my saree and made me semi naked. I was in my blouse and petticoat.

Before I could react they took pictures of me. I started shouting for help. They closed my mouth and made me sit on my berth. They showed the pics of me semi naked and said they would upload them onto internet if I didn’t do whatever they asked for. I was terrified since I knew how these kinda pics go viral. I myself shared these type of pics with a fake account. They even had pics of me sleeping and my huge butt. The camera sounded, previously was that they were clicking my pics. I didn’t have any other way out. I didn’t expect my first night to be in such a manner. I always wanted to save myself for my husband.

They asked me remove my blouse. They clicked few more pics, after I removed it. One guy held my hips with both hands and squeezed them. He said he loved my extreme curves. Another guys took pictures of my bra and cleavage.

Then he squeezed the boobs with both his hands. My face became expressionless but it was getting wet down there. I knew it was wrong, what was happening but being a virgin for so long also had its side effects. I felt the need to cooperate to these guys. Another guy tore apart my petticoat and exposed my panty. My black bra and panty made me look fairer. Though they were squeezing me, pinching me, they didn’t stop clicking my pics. When guy touched my pussy from over my panty, he could feel the wetness. He should it to others and they were having a ball. But I still remained expressionless as well as motionless. All that was happening to me was completely due to them.

Two of them put their hands into my bra and cupped my boobs and squeezed them hard. The other guy did the same with my butt. They tore apart my bra and panty and made me completely naked. They had some kind of a plan, they wrapped just the saree around me and pushed me out of the coupe. This is when I got back to my senses and started banging the door. In this state of frenzy I didn’t care that I was exposing my boobs from the side.
One of the cops in the compartment came running towards me. He noticed my situation and grabbed my left boob and made it look as if he consoling me.

He felt my whole body and I tried to push him away. He tried to pull me and due to this action, my saree fell down. I was once again completely naked and that too in the open. I thought they would enjoy me and leave me but it was getting worse. I ran across the aisle, naked, to get away from the cop. It was then the guys open the door and pulled me into the coupe. One of the guys was a minister’s son, so the police didn’t say anything. They were all laughing looking at my plight. The minister’s son asked the police to call the attendant and also his colleagues. He got back in complete of minutes. He made all of them undress and in total I could find 5 erected dicks apart from the 3 guys. He pushed me onto my berth and undressed himself. The whole coupe was filled with 8 guys and a girl.

After undressing himself, he made me suck his dick. That was the first dick I have ever tasted. It was so huge that I almost choked myself. He wanted me suck it, but I never had the experienced. And couldn’t say no. I did suck it in a amatuer was for 5 minutes. He spread my legs and started eating my pussy. This was the moment which made my worst of my life it the best day. Juices were flowing out my pussy. I was in heaven. I didn’t why I missed this all my life. He ate and ate and ate for 15 minutes.

And then he directly inserted his tool in my pussy. It pained like hell. But the hell was also extremely nice. He forcefully pushed his dick into my tight vagina. I was not able to bear the pain and shouted. They tried to close my mouth but bit them and continued shouting. It pleasure and pain at the same time.

Finally after 5 minutes, he came inside my pussy. But I wanted more. Actually I didn’t know if I was fortunate or unfortunate. There 7 more dicks waiting for me. Everyone took turns and fucked me. A couple of guys even butt fucked me. Though it was my first time, I tried all the sex positions at once. Two guys also gave me the taste of double penetration. While one guy butt fucked me, the other pussy fucked me. I was exhausted and couldn’t move. I was on the floor and slept there, completely naked.

In the morning, I felt a hand caressing my boobs. I opened my eyes and to my shock it was a porter. I immediately pushed him out and locked the door. My train has arrived at the destination and those bastards didn’t even bother to wake me up. Luckily my uncle has not seen me in this position. I wore the saree and got out. After I got back home, I started thinking about the beautiful night. That day I made myself a promise that it was a beginning of a new chapter in my life and I would have fun and let others have fun because of me.