Sinful Adventures Of Bengali MILF On A Train
Hi, this is Pavan from Visakhapatnam. This incident happened when I was in the final year of my B. Tech. My college was in West Bengal. I was going home for the Durga puja holidays. I met this lady on the train. She was a Bengali woman with proper Bengali attire. She was about 5 feet 4 inches tall which was 2 inches shorter than me. The Bengali woman was 36 years old. Her measurements were 34b-30-36. She and her husband were also going to Visakhapatnam. Her husband was working in the steel plant. He was at least 10 years older than her. By that, it was clear that they both had an arranged marriage. They had two kids and both of them were living with her parents in Bengal. So, it was just the two of them in Vizag. From here onwards, I would like to tell the story in the Bengali woman’s words. We boarded the train in Asansol. Our compartment was almost empty. We reached our berths and found a boy in his 20’s. He looked at us and smiled. He asked my husband where we were going. We said, “Vizag,” and his destination was also the same. We talked for a while and my husband went to the upper berth to sleep as he had to go for duty the next morning. So, it was just the two of us. After some time, he stopped talking and was completely involved in his book. I looked at his book and saw another small book inside it. I was curious and I asked him what he was reading. He told me that he was reading a weekly magazine. Then I said, “I am not talking about that, I am talking about the one inside the magazine.” He looked at me and blushed. I told him that it was okay. Then he told me that he was reading an erotic novel. I asked why he was covering it with another book as no one would come near him and look what he was reading. He told me that the cover was a little inappropriate. I asked him to show me the cover. He showed it to me. On that cover was a drawing of a lady pressing her boobs while a guy knelt on the floor and was licking her pussy! The drawing was so clear that I could see his entire tongue inside her pussy which had a little hair on it. My eyes were wide open. I couldn’t take my eyes off that cover. Even the young guy didn’t have any intention of taking the book out of my sight. I didn’t what he was trying to do but surely something was happening to my body after looking at that erotic picture. Suddenly, we both came back to our senses when the ticket collector came to our berth. I showed him the tickets and he went away. After that, there was an awkward silence between us. The young guy was reading that book again. I pretended like I was using my mobile. But I couldn’t stop thinking about that cover and it made me curious about the contents inside. But he was so peacefully reading the story. I wondered how he could be so calm while reading an erotic story. Then my eyes went down and I saw a bulge between his thighs. I couldn’t guess the size but it made me so horny! I was sexually active when I was in college. But after getting married, everything stopped. As we were in another state, I usually don’t interact with many people. I spend most of the time alone in my home. On top of that, my husband doesn’t even give me enough attention. I cannot blame him because he was in a responsible position in the plant and he didn’t have much time for me. So, I got used to doing it for myself. But today all of that was running in my mind and my heart was telling me to take a step forward. I wanted to talk to him. He seemed like a nice guy. But at that moment, my heart was telling me not to talk anything nice. It was telling me to talk some dirty stuff. I didn’t know how to start. So, I asked him, “What’s the story about?” He smiled at me and replied, “What took you so long to ask me this question?” I asked him, “Were you expecting me to ask you this question?” He said, “Yes, we both are thinking about the same thing for the past 15 minutes.” “How do you know what I was thinking about?” I asked him. He said, “Weren’t you thinking about the cover photo and how to start the conversation again?” I said, “Yes,” and bent my head down smiling. He said, “It’s okay. Even I was thinking about the same thing. Even I wanted to talk to you. Thankfully you took the initiative.” “You didn’t tell me what the story is about,” I asked him smiling. He said, “It’s about a boy having an affair with his landlady.” I pretended that I was shocked listening to it and said, “Isn’t there a huge age gap between them?” Then he said, smiling at me, “Age is just a number.” Soon, we were talking about our sex lives. I told him how I was feeling alone at home and he told me about all the experiences he had with girls and other women. All this made me horny and even he was in the same condition. It was dinner time. I woke my husband up and we three had dinner. My husband went to sleep soon after that. We both were getting ready to sleep. He went to the bathroom and changed into pajamas. In that, I could see his bulge even more clearly. That meant he was still thinking about it. We both were on the lower berths. He smiled at me and said, “Good night.” I closed my eyes and I could see that cover photo. But, this time, it was me in the woman’s place and Pavan was licking my pussy! I suddenly opened my eyes. I looked up for a while and then I looked at him. He was looking at me. We both smiled at each other. He asked me, “Aren’t you sleepy?” I said, “No.” “Neither am I,” he replied. But he didn’t say anything else. He kept looking at me. But he wasn’t scanning my body. He was looking straight into my eyes. This made me like him even more. Then I turned towards him and now we both were looking into each other’s eyes. I felt like this was the best way of conversation. We weren’t talking at all but we could easily send our horny thoughts into each other’s minds.