Sexy Train Journey

By   December 9, 2016

It’s been a long time since I traveled in a train but I always wished to do so enjoying the beauty of the nature as the mammoth engine takes us through unknown territories without any hitches. Coming out of college, this was my first interview with a company in Delhi; Noida to be specific.So here is my┬ástranger sex story hope you will enjoy it.


I was always treated well in my family and was hence granted the wish of traveling by train for a change but parents insisted on First Class and nothing else. Well, I must admit that I would not go for a non AC coup for almost 48 hrs but at the same time I felt first class was an over kill. I could have lived with a second class or so.

1848 hrs and my train arrived in the station. Platform was crowded as usual and I was kinda enjoying it. I took out my camera and started clicking anything different that caught my eye. A beggar talking over the cell phone or a dog dragging a stolen Biryani packet from someone. Enough of clicking and it was time to board the train.

I looked for my seat and the well numbered symbols took me to my seat in no time. I was taken aback with hardly anybody in the whole coup. I guess the price difference of a flight ticket and first class ticket being so less drives the fact of this being more or less empty. I placed my bag in place, I was traveling light. I was surprised by the cleanliness.

Well they had to lure morons like me willing to travel almost 48 hrs instead of 2 hrs with something good to think of to use this service again. Few minutes in my seat and I realized that outside vendors are not allowed inside the car. That was a relief as I am little scared of snoring away to glory while I am cleaned off till the last penny that I have.

The train started moving and I realized I was the only one in my cabin. That was a heck of a feeling considering that I can just be myself for this whole 48 hrs. Unless some moron comes in and spoils the party. I took the liberty of locking the door cause I do not expect someone to board a moving train unless super man gets tired and decides to use Indian Railways to reach Delhi.

The sun had set and it was all dark outside for me to so called “enjoy” the view of nature. Not even an hour and I realized that it is not a happy thought to be alone in such a long journey. I wished that someone would have joined me and there was a knock on the door. I just cursed myself for not asking for a million dollars.

Anyway, I opened the door and it was the TTE to check if he has found someone to sponsor his dinner or it is just another boring passenger prepared with his tickets and all. Well, I turned to be the boring one. After he checked my tickets I decided to go around and see the other passengers, if any that is.

Walking along the passage, I was surprised that by now the car looked just like how it should have at the very first place. Every cabin occupied with people, still settling down, opening their dinner packs etc. Why was I left alone ? I went to the washroom to ease myself while wishing that my bag is there when I return back.

I come back to my cabin to realize that the TTE is in my cabin. Looking further in I noticed that God heard me and there was a girl who was given a seat in my cabin since she did not have a confirmed seat till now in 3-Tier AC cabins. The girl looked very well dressed and that made me sure that the TTE will have a good dinner today. I acted very normal although I was excited that I would no longer be alone in the cabin.

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I sat on my seat and started looking at the pictures that I took in the platform. I own a decent dSLR and I manage to take some decent pictures. I still call myself a novice. While looking at it I kept over hearing the conversation of the TTE and the girl. The girl was returning home from her college and because of this last moment plans she could not manage a confirmed ticket.

Well, that’s when we have these helpful TTEs sorting out the miseries in the life of damsels in distress. Formalities done and the TTE left. I was waiting to break the ice although I did not want to sound pushy and kept quite. After settling down the girl put her best hand forward and said, I am Trina. I shook her hand and introduced myself as Royce.

She looked jovial and a fun loving girl. She asked, “Where are you going”. I replied, “Delhi”. She was going to a small town which we would reach early next morning. Not so happy to hear that but as they say, something is better than nothing. It was that time of the evening when hunger takes over every other urge of mine. Hunger for food before you think otherwise.

I had packed some very good Biryani and Mutton pepper. I offered the girl and she gladly accepted although she wanted to fresh n up before having the food. That reminded me of my cleanliness habit and decided to wash my hands too. We both went to opposite washrooms respecting each others privacy. Well, I am a gentleman as long as one wants me too.

Washed my hands properly although closing the tap itself made me feel not so clean. Although I enjoy all these train journeys and all, cleanliness is the only thing that freaks me off. After I came back to the cabin I tried opening it and I realized that it was locked from inside. I knocked and Trina asked me to hold on for a moment. I was wondering if she was a thug going through my stuff and all.

I was trying to recollect how she was dressed to infer this. Black well fit jeans, a Floral frilled top with a low neck and a white spaghetti to protect her modesty. She wore a black high heel shoe. I do not remember clearly but I think she was wearing a watch. Before I could think further I heard the door opening. I realized that she changed her clothes into something more comfortable.

I guess it was primarily because it was drizzling outside and she was mildly wet; the AC made it worse. The thought of the girl being semi nude or nude in that cabin few minutes back gave me an instant hard on and I decided to sit down immediately. She said sorry as I was almost gaping at this beautiful long floral dress that she changed into. It was a very decent one.