The Train Adventure Of Sonali Mitra

Hello, friends, it’s Rudraksh again & I’m back with another story. First & foremost thank you for all love & feedback emails. I seriously appreciate that. So this sex story is somewhat special as it is based on a real incident that happened in a Mumbai local train to my beloved Sonali or as I like to call her Rani bhabhi.

Before getting to the story let me give you a quick background of her. Her real name is Sonali Mitra, she’s married for 6 years and has a cute 4-year-old son. Prior to her marriage, she was known as Sonali Roy or Rani as her family calls her. She’s basically from Kolkata but had to shift to Mumbai after her marriage as her husband is in Merchant Navy.

She’s a typical bong lady, fair as milk, deep & big black eyes, river like flowing black shoulder length hair and a voluptuous body. God had been kind to her as she has been gifted with such a grand curvy body of 36DD-30-38.Those vitals can make anyone go crazy. Those huge double D breasts are a big temptation and that busty ass makes such dangling movements when she walks.

Due to her extra gifted body vitals, she has been constantly been taken advantage of especially in crowded & dark places like local trains, discs, markets etc. Her husband being in Merchant Navy had been with her occasionally so even she can’t say much about been taken advantage of even if her mind says no, her body says otherwise. A husband should never leave such a bombshell alone as its an open invitation for guys like me.

This incident took place last July. It was a typical Mumbai heavy rains day as monsoon has hit the city nicely. Sonali had a very urgent work near VT so she started getting ready in a hurry. She found a white sleeveless cotton top with a zip right across the front and a white loose fit cotton skirt which was slightly short and ended a little above her knees.She didn’t mind wearing dark red colour bra which was deep and had the hooks on the front.

She wore a matching panty with white flowers on them. She was suppose to go in her car so there was no harm wearing white on a rainy day. So she got all addressed up and called her driver. Just minutes before she was scheduled to leave the driver cancelled it as he was stuck on the other side of the city and won’t be able to make it on time.

Now she was in and I was real dilemma of whether go back to change or get the work done in time. She was getting really late so she choose the latter. While she knew how to drive the bad weather conditions made her a little scared so she decided to not take her car. As she was just thinking out a way to reach VT from her apartment in a upmarket apartment block near Goregaon/Malad is when her luck played on well as she got a lift from a female friend.

She reached VT on time and by the time she was through with her work it was already 3.30 pm. Now it was raining cats and dogs and to make the matter worse there was no taxi available. So she decided to take a local back to Goregaon/Malad area. It was raining so heavily that inspite of her umbrella she was anyways wet. Now she cursed herself for wearing white today but it wasn’t her fault as she had a car to travel but that driver ditched her.

Now she was drenched in the rain and the white was almost transparent. Although she was aware of the fact that her lingerie was partially visible so apart from keeping her hands across her breasts there was nothing she could do. Her big breasts were partly covered by her small hands. She could feel her nipples becoming pricky due to the cold she was feeling.

The station was heavily crowded so she thought it was the peak hours but later on she got to know that it was due to the rain. While making her way to the platform she could feel many greedy eyes checking her out. Few men even tried brushing against her wet body. She was used to such incidents so she didn’t pay much heed and stood there waiting for the train. As the train arrived she was a little anxious as it was jam packed. She had no clue how to board it but the crowd behind her helped her out.

There were three men standing right behind her lurking her all this time. They had some misadventures planned for her as they had notice her ignoring all the touching and pushing. As everyone started boarding the train they pushed Sonali along with them. They were so organized that they were able to surround her inside the train. They were all 6 ft tall so Sonali stood no chance of being able to move aside.

The journey was for about 1 hour. I somehow managed to get a foothold to stand and grabbed the overhead handgrips with one hand.

Within 5 minutes Sonali realised that she was completely surrounded from all sides by these tall typical tapori guys and was fully covered by them and other people were not having a clear view of her. Soon they started their act. First it was just rubbing against her body. She tried moving a little but the taporis kept coming at her from all sides so she had no choice but to stand still. Soon one of them brought his hands to her boobs. She pushed his hand away from the only free hand she had.

As soon she pushed his hand the other guys too joined in and started folding her boobs. She kept pushing their hand but her efforts were useless as everytime they came in with more force. The groping continued with them becoming more and more confident with each passing seconds.

Their hands were all over her boobs as they squeezed those soft melons in their rough hands. She kept trying to lose their hands but they were professional when it came to groping. Her efforts were going down the drain so she had no choice but to stand still and wait for it to get over. Inside she was fighting a different fight as her mind wanted it to stop but her body which was dying for some attention has started enjoying it. Her nipples were getting hard as they were receiving some good attention after a very long time. She didn’t even remember when was the last time a man actually felt the warmth of those sweet boobs.

The groping continued as she tried to control her moan but her sexual desires were finally getting some moments to resurface. So she finally let out a moan which was surly heard by the tapori standing around her. This small moan gave them the required confidence that this bitch has been controlled and was on enough heat to move it to the next level. The next thing what they did is something Sonali still can’t believe they did.

One of the tapori had the guts to pull the zipper right down the front. She was so frightened but she was more worried now to ensure others were not seeing what is happening rather than trying to stop them. She guess they somehow had guessed that this woman , once stripped in some form will be more keen to prevent others from seeing her rather than stopping the molesters.

And they were right, as a typical woman, she was actually more keen to ensure she stayed covered by them and others didn’t see me ! They put their hands inside her top and soon unclasped her bra. Now they had access to her naked boobs. Those boobs which were tightly caged in those bra cups were finally been released to freedom.

Now these taporis can fest them. They all at once attacked the bare boobs. Sonali struggled to push the hands away as she pushed one away the other two were already deep into her. She was scared but at the same time excited with this trill of being groped in a train with people all around her. Soon she decided that there was nothing she can do to prevent it so let them enjoy her boobs, moreover she wanted to enjoy it more.

Soon the tapori behind her pressed his hard cock against her ass. She could feel his cock poking her ass. At the same time a drop of water started making its way down her back which made her twitch a little resulting in her ass to rub against his cock making him think she did it deliberately and was enjoying herself.

“Kya masti bhabhi hai re tu”, he said softly in her ears.

She didn’t say anything as she was preparing herself mentally for the reaction to her mistake. Soon she could feel his hands moving downwards. She knew what was coming but moreover she was scared that he would notice her wetness. Sonali tried to push his hand away but he had already made up his mind on exploring her love triangle between her legs. He finally reached down enough to pull her skirt up. She could feel her skirt being raised as cold wind started touching her bare skin of her inner thighs.

“Aaj aise maze dilauga tujhe ke toh bhi yaad rakhegi”, he said as he pushed her panty down exposing her already wet pussy to the cold winds and his rough hands.

He started rubbing her pussy and soon he realized that she was already wet inside.

“Mujhse chudne ka kya legi tu ? Paise kitne chahiye hai tujhe?”, He said as he kept rubbing her pussy.

Soon one of the other guy too joined his partner in rubbing her pussy. Soon the one standing behind her put his finger inside her which made her moan a little. That made guy rubbing her pussy say, “Kya Randi bhabhi hai tu.Maze le rahi hai”. She ignored their nasty talks but these dirty talks were turning her on more as she has never been talked to like that. She was scared that others might see but was horny enough to ignore everything.

The guy behind her was finger fucking her and was also rubbing against her ass. Her panty was stuck on her inner thighs so it was well covered with her skirt. She was being exploited from all sides and manners. Did she mind it? Yes and no. She didn’t want others to see but she was enjoying it too.

The guys kept rubbing her, finger fuck her and folding her boobs. She kept moaning slowly and softly. The guy finger fucking her decided to pay a little attention to her ass so he retreated his fingers but the other guy replaced him with two fingers in seconds. He then started squeezing her ass cheeks which were very huge. Now she had a guy squeezing her boobs and pinching her nipples hard, a guy fucking her wet pussy with two fingers and a rough hand squeezing her soft ass cheeks.

The guy behind her had enough courage to take out his dick and start rubbing it against her ass crack. Now she got scared and tried to push his dick away, to which the tapori said ” Darr mat tujhe ni chudne wala. Bas Teri gand per apna Lund ragaaduga”. Which somehow calmed her down. She could feel the heat of his dick on her ass crack.

She felt his pre cum wetting her crack. He was even trying to touch her asshole but her and his height played the spoilsport. Her pussy was getting three fingers by now making her inside of the pussy stretch. Her orgasm was being built inside by the constant and deep finger fucking. Her husband never made her cum and the only cum she never achieved was while masturbating.

She was getting tense as her orgasm was reaching its bursting point. She knew if she cum there she would let out a loud moan making everyone know what was going on. So she pushed his hand out of her pussy and finally spoke for the first time, “mera stop aa gaya”.

Then she somehow managed to zip up her top. Although she couldn’t hook her bra or pull her panty up. She started moving towards the gate slowly. As soon the train stopped she came outside fast and marched towards the washroom. She just looked back once and saw those taporis smirky smile. She composed herself inside the washroom and went back home where she would masturbate herself to orgasm thinking about what had happened in the train.

**The End**

I hope you liked the story as much as I liked writing it. Special thanks to Rani Bhabhi for letting me know this story and making me cum to her nudes. Readers please hit me back with the feedbacks at [email protected]

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