Rinku – wife whored in train

It was a Monday & Mohit (my hubby) & I had gone to attend a wedding. Hindi sex stories. I was dressed in a silver colored sari & a matching sleeveless blouse. My silky brown hair was tied up in French knot & only the narrow back of my low cut blouse covered my back. The front was also equally low cut but my pallu was covering my cleavage (at least at that time.) Hindi Sex Stories

At the wedding I had started to flirt with a couple of young studs & had let them come very close to me. I was looking hot & sexy & they got carried away a bit. They took me to a corner & one of them began caressing my bum while the other was stroking my breast when my hubby came searching for me. The boys moved away quickly but my expressions were enough to tell my hubby what I had been up to. He didn’t react as I expected him to. He just grabbed my arm & took me away from there without a word.

It was around 5:00 in the evening when we left the function.

Our car was parked in the parking lot but he took me towards the railway station.

“Mohit, where are we going? The car is…!” I started to ask but his angry look made me keep my mouth shut. It was the peak of rush hour when we reached the railway station. The crowd in the station was being doubled with every passing minute. Mohit left me standing in the centre of the ticketing hall & went to buy tickets. He was gone for almost 15 minutes & during that time I felt unseen hands brush my body & I was pushed & prodded by the jostling crowd.

“Come fast, don’t just stand there like a whore!” Scolded Mohit as he came towards me. I blushed as many heads turned when he said that.

Again he held my arm & we climbed up the pedestrian bridge. We waited in the centre of the bridge as he watched the trains coming & going.

Then without warning he pulled me & almost dragged me down the stairs.

A train was inching its way out of the station. People hung onto the doors. Many turned & stared at my heaving boobs as Mohit was pulling me with him. We ran as fast as my heels would permit me to without stumbling.

The train was picking up speed slowly as we were running alongside. I saw the green stripes marking out the ladies compartment & said “Mohit, I will get into the ladies compartment you take the gents!” He looked at me in disdain & said “Rinku you bitch! If I let you go there you will get into a clinch with some lesbian or get off at the next station & slut around with some college kids again! No! You bitch you are coming with me!”& he pointed towards the general men’s compartment. I was stunned. Men were crammed into the compartment; many were hanging almost out of the doors. Some were clinging to the rods of the windows. “Mohit! Do you know what they will do to me?” I asked. He turned towards me & said “you like to get close to men don’t you? You like them touching your bums & boobs, don’t you? I think you will enjoy it?”

Suddenly he pushed me towards a group of men hanging in a door of the train.

“Isko andhar le lo please!” (Take her inside) he shouted at them. Two of them gleefully reached out & pulled me in. I was passed along inside the throng of men.

As I was passed inside, men started to turn around to face me. I could feel their bodies touch my body.

The smell of their sweat was overpowering.

I kept looking back to see if Mohit was there behind but couldn’t see him so I called out “Mohit! Kahan ho? (where are you?)” Almost all the men surrounding me answered. “Jaaneman! Usko chod, main hoon na! (Darling! Forget him, I am here!).

I was scared & in panic. I tried to push out from the crowd but my way was blocked by 2 tall men. I couldn’t see where I was going.

“Please let me go!” I pleaded with them.

They laughed & I felt hands crawl up my body. Some were groping around my bums; others were caressing my bare waist & flat tummy while most were crushing my breasts.

“Noo…oo!” I cried as the men got bolder & bolder. Someone pulled my pallu from my boobs & shoved his palm inside my blouse. Another man was trying to pull out my tucked in sari & another hand was pushing inside towards my crotch. I was helpless. It was so cramped I could barely move & both of my hands were busy trying to push away the faces that were leaning towards me, trying to kiss me. As my hands were busy my body was being squeezed & probed.

“Kya maal hai!” “Randi saali!” I kept hearing such things as I yelped & moaned in agony.

Without warning a tall man in front of me reached forward & placed his huge hands on either side of my face. I tugged at his hands & scratched at them but he was too strong & tough. His right hand grabbed my tied up hair & his other hand moved over my cheek & his fingers dug through my hair & into my scalp. My face was held in his vice like grip & I watched his grinning lips come towards my lips. “ummmmfff!” I groaned as his slimy mouth engulfed my lips. His teeth bit into my soft lips & his tongue probed deep inside my mouth. I recoiled in shame & tears ran down my face. He continued kissing me all over my face while the rest of the men around me were squeezing whatever part of my body they could lay their hands on.

Suddenly I felt the train slow down. I realized we were close to a station. I had to take this chance & get out before anything else happened. I stopped hitting at the man smooching me & instead reciprocated by pushing my tongue inside his mouth. I put my hands into his hair caressed his cheeks. He froze for an instant & then our tongues met in a wet sloppy kiss.

“Arre, kutiya garam ho gayi!” Some shouted & the others cheered.

The train was slowing & the man kissing me was relaxing as I nibbled his lips & caressed his cheeks. I felt many hands relax as they watched my slutty performance.

The train was coming gently to a stop & many people were getting out. Suddenly with as much strength I could muster I pushed at the man kissing me & ran straight towards the door.

He was too surprised to react. Someone shouted “Roko randi ko!” I ran as fast as I could & had almost reached the door when a large group of men rushed in pushing me back. “Ohhh noooooo…!” I cried as I saw my escape route blocked. Then a hand fell on my hair & I was jerked backwards into the arms of a man. As soon as I came within his reach, he clasped his palms on to my breasts & began kneading them. I bit his hands & freed myself from his clutches & ran towards the door. The train was moving again as the men closed around me. Suddenly a voice called out from behind “Saali kuttiya phir se bhag rahi hai! Pakdo usko aur kapade phad daalo uske! Nangi kaise bhagegi dekte hai?” All of them laughed & three or four pairs of hands went around my naked waist & dragged me back to the centre. Immediately my blouse was grabbed from both sides & I heard the fabric rip. I felt fingers being shoved inside the crack between my bums & get hold of my petticoat & panties. I screamed “Nahi….iiii! Please jaane do mujhe! Main tumhare behen jaise hoon!” (No! Please let me go! I am like your sister!”) I was begging them to let me go.

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