Previous Part: A Train Journey Leading to Intimacy – Part 1
Both Ramya and I were jolted into panic as we realized the full extent of our situation. We were naked, and with the cabin lights on, we were likely visible from outside. The sudden rush of urgency hit us both. In an instant, I sprang up to switch off the lights.
The room was quickly plunged into darkness, providing some much-needed privacy. We exchanged nervous glances, trying to regain our composure as we both processed the situation. We quickly gathered ourselves, covering up and making sure the space was as secure as possible.
The tension from the panic slowly eased as we reassured each other. Both were relieved that we had acted swiftly to mitigate the situation. “Are you okay?” I asked, my voice soft but concerned. Ramya nodded, though her expression showed lingering anxiety. “Yeah, just a bit startled,” she admitted.
“That was close,” I said, and Ramya agreed. 5 minutes had passed, and the train gently started to move. The TTE had confirmed that there would be only two of us till Bangalore. So we were quite sure nobody would be coming in. With the train in motion again, our nerves relaxed.
We closed all the curtains to be extra sure. We started to kiss again gently with a new found intimacy. It had been roughly an hour or so and we were still exploring each other.
“Let’s try something different,” I said, staring at her eyes, clearly indicating what I meant. “I have been waiting for that moment,” Ramya said with equal zeal.
With the narrow berth restricting our movements, Ramya and I found ourselves lying side by side. My back was pressed against the wall, and her warm back pressed softly against my chest. The confined space made our intimacy even more intimate, our bodies moulding together.
My hands moved gently over her breasts, exploring and caressing with tender, deliberate touches. “Does that feel good?” I asked softly. “I love being this close to you,” I whispered, my breath warm against her skin. Ramya nodded. We were intertwined, feeling each other’s warmth in a close, intimate dance.
I pressed gentle kisses along her shoulder and neck. My lips find their way to her ear, whispering words of affection. Our lips met in a soft, reassuring kiss. I guided her leg up, adjusting our position to find a comfortable rhythm. In this intimate spooning position, I eased into her, gently penetrating.
My movements were slow and deliberate. The gentle rhythm of the train rocked us softly, adding a natural cadence to our shared experience. I must admit that the lack of space made this position a little difficult. But Ramya was flexible.
With my legs in between her legs, there was increased pleasure as our bodies were intertwined like mating snakes. I gently slid my erect dick in between her thighs, trying to find the perfect position. We both were well lubricated, and with plenty of pre cum oozing out, the penetrations were gentle.
With the train rocking at high speed by now, we kissed each other on the lips and behind her neck, sucking them. My hands were gently squeezing her boobs, alternatively caressing her navel. “Tell me how much you want me,” I whispered, my breath hot and heavy against her ear.
Ramya moaned softly, her voice trembling with desire. “I want you so badly. I need your touch, your heat… all of it.” My hands roamed over her body. My fingers were grazing her skin with a teasing touch. I let my lips trail down her neck, biting softly.
She arched her back, pushing her hips closer to mine. “Make me feel every inch of you,” she said. I pressed a series of heated kisses along her shoulder and slipped my hands between her legs. This continued for a few minutes. The cabin was growing dim.
The faint glow from the passage outside and the steady murmur of other passengers drifting through. However, nothing seemed to distract us. We were ready to switch positions. I could easily tell that Ramya was the more experienced among the two of us.
Her effortless zeal, flexibility, and ability to anticipate what would come next made our experience memorable. I sat on the berth sideways with my feet on the cushion facing the window. I gazed out the window. The dim light of the cabin created a cosy, intimate atmosphere.
My erection was still intact, and my dick was well lubricated. Ramya quickly got on top of me with her legs wrapped around my waist. She hugged me, and I could feel her breasts rubbing over my chest. Ramya held my dick in her hand, adjusted them and gently guided me inside her.
We gently kissed each other. There was constant clutter of the tracks and the gentle sway of the coach. I gently fucked her, embracing her and kissing her. We both were passionately running our fingers across each other’s backs. Her touch was tender.
As we shared a deep kiss, the world outside seemed to fade away. Both me and Ramya were holding the upper berth for support. She was gently swaying her hips, increasing the depth of our penetrations.
“I love how this feels,” she murmured.
“Me too,” I said, holding her close.
The dim cabin light cast a soft glow on Ramya’s features. Making her eyes shimmer with a mixture of passion and tenderness. Ramya’s fingers traced lazy patterns along my skin, her breath hot against my neck. I shifted slightly, my hands exploring the curves of her body.
I glanced up at her, and Ramya’s gaze met mine. “I want to make this special for us,” I said softly. She smiled, “It already is,” she replied, her voice a gentle whisper. “Just keep being you.” As our kisses grew more urgent, I carefully guided Ramya to lie back against the seat.
Her legs were slightly spread to accommodate the limited space. My lips found her neck again, trailing soft kisses down to the delicate curve of her collarbone. We had lost touch with time. The train didn’t seem to stop anywhere. There was only a change in pace, and so were we.
We settled into the missionary position. I positioned myself above Ramya, my hands gently cupping her face as our eyes locked. The warmth of her body beneath mine was comforting. I could feel the steady rhythm of her breath against my chest. I moved with a slow, deliberate rhythm.
Our kisses deepened, and was growing more passionate. It constantly kept changing from sucking, kissing and licking each other’s faces. I was exploring the curves of her body, tracing delicate patterns along her sides and shoulders. The train’s gentle rocking was in synch with our movements.
I adjusted our positions slightly, making sure Ramya was comfortable. Ramya grabbed my shoulders and pulled me closer. Our movements were synchronized but passionate. I tried to match each thrust with a gentle kiss or caress. Ramya responded with soft moans, her body arching towards me.
Her fingers were tracing my back, gently scratching my back. “Ramya, this feels incredible. It’s like everything else has faded away, and it’s just us. When you entered the cabin this afternoon, I didn’t expect this trip to turn into this,” I gently whispered in her ears.
“Neither did I. But sometimes, the unexpected turns out to be the best part. I never imagined I’d feel this way with someone I just met, ” she replied
Our movements grew more synchronized, Ramya’s soft moans were slowly growing louder against the rhythm of the train. “Are you comfortable?” I asked her as her moans started turning into grunts.
She seemed to be in a trance and nodded, her eyes closed in pleasure. “Yes, I’m perfect. Just keep going. This is what I wanted.” I adjusted our positions slightly to ensure her comfort. “I want to make sure you’re satisfied. Your pleasure means everything to me,” I said
“You’re doing more than enough. This is the most amazing experience I’ve ever had.” Ramya replied.
After fucking Ramya for a few more strokes, I was getting ready to ejaculate. I gently whispered in her ears, “Baby, I am about to cum on you. How do you want me to do it?”
“Just cum inside me” she replied.
“I am not wearing a condom” I replied
“Don’t worry about that,” she said firmly. “Let’s just enjoy the moment.”
“Hope your boyfriend doesn’t find out,” I said playfully, teasing her.
“Didn’t I tell you I will handle everything? Let’s focus on us,” was her firm reply, still not giving any hint of her relationship status.
With these words, I finally let go. The release was intense. I must confess that was the longest ejaculation I had. I clenched my buttocks and let go completely inside Ramya. This was the longest I had lasted and the deepest connection I had with a stranger.
We both were panting for breaths. We lay together, the gentle sway of the train lulling us into a peaceful state. The intimacy we had shared had brought us closer, and we drifted off to sleep. It was peaceful as Ramya was sleeping with her head resting on my shoulders.
Time had flown, and it was dark outside now, and the train had come to a halt. I quickly opened the curtain and saw which station it was. It was Raichur. We have another few more hours, I thought to myself.
I gently placed a kiss on Ramya’s forehead and eyes. Ramya was in a deep slumber, and she gently opened her eyes. Her face looked tired. When she woke up in my arms, she looked startled for a second. Reality slowly dawned upon her, and she smiled. “Ready for another round baby?” I asked her.
“You are insatiable,” she replied teasingly.
“Can’t help when you are in my arms,” I replied.
We were wrapped in the white linen provided by the railways.
“You know what? My pussy feels tired,” she said flirtingly, indicating what she wanted next.
I slid down my hand and cupped her groin. It was warm and moist. I could feel the juices. With Ramya resting on my shoulders, I gently massaged her pussy. Each time my fingers traced her vaginal lip Ramya gave out a gentle moan. I gently proceeded to kiss her lips every time she let out a moan.
“Get on top of me. Let me use my mouth,” I whispered. Pushing the sheets aside, Ramya stood up and got on top of me. She adjusted herself so that her groin was right on top of my face. She supported herself by holding onto the upper berth and made sure her groin was exactly on top of my mouth.
The lights were off, and curtains were open now, and she was facing the window. I had a perfect view of her pussy all the way to her breasts in the dimly visible light.
“Is this okay? Can you see everything clearly?” Ramya asked teasingly
“You are beautiful,” I replied, planting a kiss on her pussy lip. I grabbed her buttocks with my hands and gently squeezed them while I sucked her pussy with my lips. They were moist and oozing by now.
I didn’t mind, as I was intoxicated with lust. Ramya gave out gentle moans as I licked her pussy. I flipped my tongue rapidly over her vaginal lips. The response was immediate as Ramya’s moans grew intense.
“Keep going,” she replied. As I kept sucking and licking her, I traced my fingers over to her nipples and gently started tracing her nipples in circles. This gave out an immediate response from Ramya. Her moans turned into gentle cries of pleasure.
“Are you relaxed, baby? Is your pussy tired now?” I asked her teasingly.
“Keep going, I want more” was Ramya’s response.
I increased the pace and rhythm, making sure to pay attention to her reactions. Each moan and gasp guided me, ensuring I was giving her exactly what she needed. I flipped my tongue over her pussy. I circled her nipples as I squeezed her buttocks.
I sucked her, kissed her, licked her. I noticed her breathing was becoming more rapid and uneven. I, too, had an erection now. My hands and lips worked in harmony, ensuring that every sensation was heightened. I could feel her body tense and shiver, signalling that she was nearing the peak.
Her moans grew louder, each one a clear sign of her approaching orgasm. As her moans grew more urgent, I could sense that she was on the edge. I focused on intensifying the rhythm, making sure each movement was precise and deliberate.
Her body began to shudder, and with a final, breathless gasp, she reached her climax. Her muscles tensed around me, and she let out a deep, satisfied moan. I eased my movements, allowing her to ride out the waves of her orgasm. Gently, I continued to caress and kiss her.
Ramya slowly eased off, still breathing heavily. She looked at me with a mixture of satisfaction and affection. “That was amazing,” she said softly. I smiled, brushing a strand of hair from her face. “I am glad you liked it,” I replied.
It was way past midnight, and we knew we had to part ways the next morning. We slept with each other in our arms, gently embracing each other. I woke up at around 5 in the morning, and Ramya was still sleeping in my arms. I planted a gentle kiss on her forehead, and she woke up with a smile.
“We need to get dressed up,” I said. She, too, nodded. It was a wonderful night of passion. Our clothes were lying scattered in the opposite berth as if a testimony to what had happened over the night. I helped Ramya dress up and get ready.
For the first time in 14 hours we went out of our cabin, freshened up and got ready. We spent the last few minutes in each other’s arms, sitting close by the window, watching the sunrise.
“That was a wonderful night. I am going to miss you,” I whispered. “Me, too,” she replied. As the train chugged into the Bangalore station, with a heavy heart, I bid her goodbye.
I kissed her on her forehead and asked her, “You still haven’t told me your relationship status,” to which she replied, “Some things are better left unsaid. What truly matters is that we shared something special.” Puzzled by her response, I bid goodbye to her with a heavy heart.
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