Shatabdi Express And Seductive Pooja – Pt 1(Pooja’s Granny)

Life is very unpredictable. You never know what will happen next. Happiness and enjoyment matter in life. Self- belief in chasing our dreams and following our heart with purpose can lead us to make magical memories. Either we keep thinking about sex without experiencing it and regret later.

Or we can find our right partner and enjoy wonderful sexual encounters with them. This is Vinay here from Chennai.

I boarded Shatabdi Express for a meeting in Bangalore. The train was about to depart in 20 minutes. I settled on my window seat and a few minutes later an elderly lady, maybe 65+ of age, came and sat on the aisle seat. A young lady, maybe 30 years old, followed her with a big suitcase and a bag.

The young lady was exhausted carrying the luggage and was breathing very heavily. She had no dupatta on her kurta. Her wonderful boobs were moving up and down due to the heavy breathing. It was a wonderful soothing sight for the eyes in the morning. Her boobs looked amazing. Just perfect size and shape.

I helped them place their suitcase on the luggage rack. The old lady was the grandmother of that hot young lady. She thanked me and after making her grandmother comfortable they started to chat. I offered the old lady (grandmother) my window seat and I moved out.

Just to help them have a relaxed conversation for a few minutes. Granny moved to the window seat and the young lady sat on the aisle seat. I stood there for some time looking at my mobile. After a few minutes, I looked down at her. Oh boy, I could get a clear view of the cleavage of the young lady.

Her boobs looked stunning. They looked luscious. So raw and firm. The rawness and shape of her boobs just aroused me and my dick turned hard. Her boobs looked firm and her pink colored bra cups were too small to hold those big boobs.

As people were moving around in the train with luggage it was difficult for me to stand there. My firmed dick was another problem. After a few minutes, she got up. I asked the grandmother to remain seated on the window seat. To my surprise, the young lady introduced herself as Pooja. She was a beautiful lady.

From the moment I saw her my eyes were stuck on her. Despite wearing a very simple kurta-pajama she looked incredibly sexy and beautiful. Pooja enquired about my destination. She requested me to help grandmother unload the luggage and also requested me to ensure that grandmother meets her brother there.

She informed me that grandmother was traveling alone after a long time. She stood there for some more time chatting. At every opportunity, I was trying to have glimpses of a beautifully carved body. She was standing very close to me. Pooja reluctantly asked my phone number as she wanted to speak to grandmother.

In fact. I was surprised that the grandmother did not have a mobile. Pooja said that she does not want to use phones. I happily shared my number with Pooja. She gave a missed call on my number. The train was about to depart and Pooja said bye to her grandmother and hugged her.

I was sitting on the aisle seat and Pooja had to bend towards the window seat to hug her grandmother. As Pooja leaned, her body came close to me. It came bloody very dangerously close. I could feel the wonderful scent and heat oozing out of her body.

The closeness of her hot body shook me, arousing me. The deepest pores of my senses woke up. The urge to touch her hot body struck me but I resisted. I was completely enticed by her intoxicating scent. My desires arouse instantly resulting in a very intense and hard bulge in my pants.

Oh god. She was so close to me it was just maddening. As she bent her wonderful boobs popped and stood firm just in front of my mouth. The size and shape were just magnificent. The outlines of her pink bra clearly visible from her white kurta. The rage in my pants grew with every second.

I had to move a little to ensure that I did not touch her boobs. I kept the newspaper on my lap to cover my bulge. Her sexy body and her closeness made me very horny early in the morning. They broke from the long hug. Pooja had to push herself back to get back to stand comfortably.

Granny had pulled her in a tight hug. As she tried to do it she got off balance. She stumbled and accidentally she placed her hand on the newspaper which was covering my bulge. Her hands rested on my dick. But she did not realize it and again to raise herself she had to apply pressure.

She unintentionally pushed my dick down. My dick was hot and firm and it hurt me badly. I could not control my pain and said, “Ouch.” Initially, she seemed ignorant but as she sensed what had happened she quickly balanced herself. She looked at me shell – shocked and was speechless for a few seconds.

I was sure she knew what she had felt and touched. Her face turned red. She said extremely sorry. I felt extremely ashamed and equally embarrassed also. And so I kept quiet looking down. Pooja was lost in some other world. I could not resist and every now and then staring at her boobs.

She caught me staring at her as I had a complete top to bottom look at her. She looked gorgeous and sexy. Definitely, a dream fuck for any man to have in bed. No makeup. Simple dressing. Beautiful looks. Hot body. Perfect height. Long hairs. Big brown eyes. Pink lips. Round fleshy boobs standing firm.

My horny eyes were scanning her desirable body. Making me desire more and more desperate for her touch. Her wide ass. Fair complexion was enhancing her overall looks. Her tight figure hugging clothes made her look sexier and desirable. She again said extremely sorry to me.

This time with more positive intent and purpose. She waved to both of us and walked back. As she walked back I sank deep in the ocean of thoughts of her stunning beauty and sexy body. Her charming smile and lovely voice and wonderful body could melt anybody instantly like butter on the hot pan.

While she was waiting on the platform, I was trying to steal glances of her hot body. She saw me doing it. I felt bad and guilty thinking that she would have a really bad opinion about me. As the train moved, I could see her smiling with a gentle tease on her face. She slightly shook her head with a seductive smile.

She moved faster along with the train for few steps waving to her grandmother. As she moved my eyesight stationed on her boobs that were moving up and down. She saw me staring at them but she did not stop walking. As the train moved fast she started to walk briskly.

Her boobs again moved up and down in tandem. Oh god, she looked like a dream. Surprisingly she walked till she could give me a last glimpse of her boobs that was indeed very tempting. What a great start it was for the day. I got her number. She felt my dick and her bold walk was just unexpected.

I started to chat with grandmother and shared my family details and also about myself. She also shared some information about her family. I understood that Pooja’s father was working abroad and Pooja’s mom was away for a few days to spend time with him. So the grandmother had to come to Chennai.

Granny had some functions in Bangalore and was going back to Bangalore. She also informed that Pooja’s mother would return next week. Pooja was alone in Chennai for a week. And my family was away for a few days. Pooja was almost 30 now and unmarried. They were searching for an alliance for her.

That corrupted my mind. After her bold walk, I wanted to seriously attempt to try my luck with Pooja as she was alone. The ice between us was broken in the morning and in such a way that any discussion or conversation about that would certainly be exciting.

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