Mera naam Karan hai, 28 saal ka, Delhi mein marketing executive. Har mahine business trips ke liye train se travel karta hoon. Is baar Mumbai se Delhi night train thi – AC 2-tier sleeper coach. Berth upper thi, side wali lower berth par ek aunty baithi thi – umar 38-40 ke aaspaas, naam Rekha (baad mein pata chala), gori glowing skin, long curly hair, figure 38-30-40, bade-bade boobs jo salwar kameez mein ubhar rahe the, moti gaand jo baithne par spread ho rahi thi. Woh akeli thi, husband se phone par baat kar rahi thi, “Haan ji… train mein hoon… bore ho rahi hoon.” Unki awaaz madhosh, smile sexy.
Lights off hone ke baad sab so gaye. Thand thi, main blanket odha. Aunty ne apna blanket mere taraf sarkaya, “Beta, thand lag rahi hai… share kar lete hain.” Main neeche utra, aunty ke bagal mein baith gaya. Baatein shuru hui – woh Mumbai se thi, husband businessman, hamesha busy, akeli feel karti thi. “Tum jaise jawan ladke se baat kar ke achha lag raha hai.” Unhone haath mera haath par rakh diya, ungliyaan intertwine kar li.
Main samajh gaya signal. Blanket ke neeche haath unki jaangh par sarkaya. Aunty ne taange thodi faila di. Main haath upar le gaya, salwar ke andar, panty geeli ho chuki thi. Ungli daal kar clit ragadne laga. Aunty ki saans tez, muh par haath rakh kar moan suppress kar rahi thi. Aunty ne mera pajama ka nada khola, lund bahar nikala – 8-inch mota, khada. Aunty ne haath se hilane lagi, “Kitna bada… mera husband ka chhota hai.”
Aunty ne blanket ke neeche sarak kar lund muh mein liya – public train mein blowjob! Deepthroat, gale tak, saliva se geela, balls choosne lagi. Main control kar raha tha moan na karne ke liye, train ki awaaz cover kar rahi thi. Aunty 10 minute choosti rahi, phir upar aayi, kaan mein whisper, “Rekha naam hai mera… ab chut maar… blanket ke neeche.” Aunty ne salwar neeche ki, panty side kar di. Sideways position mein maine lund chut par ragda, dheere se daala – tight garam chut, aunty bite kar li apne honthon ko, “Aah… mota hai… dheere.”
Train ke jhatkon ke saath dhakke lag rahe the, main zor se thok raha tha. Aunty chillayi dheere se, “Phad de… stranger se chud rahi hoon… maza aa raha!” 30 minute tak chudai, aunty do baar jhad gayi, main andar jhad gaya – garam virya chut mein. Aunty ne hug kiya, “Yeh pehli baar stranger se… par tu special lag raha hai.”
Subah station par chai peete hue baatein – aunty Delhi mein rehti thi, husband se unhappy, childless. Numbers exchange kiye. Delhi pahunch kar aunty ne mujhe apne ghar invite kiya, “Husband out of town hai… aa ja.” Main gaya – luxury apartment, aunty red lingerie mein welcome ki. “Aaj poori tarah teri hoon Karan.”
Kiss shuru, wild jeebh wala, aunty ne mera shirt phaada. Bra utari – bade gore boobs, dark nipples khade. Maine choosa, kaata, “Kitne soft… aunty… Rekha… I love you… train mein hi dil de diya tha.” Aunty siski, “Zor se kaat… bana de randi… train se pyar ho gaya tha tujhse.” Aunty ne pant kholi, lund muh mein liya – deepthroat, gale tak, balls lick karne lagi.
Aunty bed par let gayi, taange faila kar, “Ab chut pel… zor se phaad.” Maine lund daala – tight chut, zor-zor se dhakke. Aunty chillayi, “Phad de Karan… apni stranger aunty ki chut phaad de!” 45 minute tak missionary, doggy mein gaand par thappad maare, cowgirl mein aunty ride kar rahi thi, boobs hil rahe the. Aunty kehte, “Karan… I love you… tu mera asli mard hai… husband sirf naam ka.”
Phir aunty ne gaand upar ki, “Ab gaand pel… train mein nahi kiya… aaj phaad de.” Maine oil lagaaya, supada ghusaaya – tight gaand, aunty ro padi, “Phat gayi… dheere!” Par maine zor se thoka, poora lund andar. Aunty ke aansu nikal aaye, par boli, “Ab zor se… phaad de… I love you… yeh dard tere pyar ke liye!” Maine wild anal kiya, 40 minute tak, gaand laal kar di, andar jhad gaya.
Us raat 10 baar chude – muh mein, boobs par, gaand mein, chut mein. Subah aunty chal nahi pa rahi thi, par aankhon mein pyar. “Karan… train ki ek raat ne meri zindagi badal di… tu mera soulmate hai.”
Uske baad hamara affair intense ho gaya – daily milna, hotel, car mein quickies. Aunty wild ho gayi – explicit dirty talk, “Karan… teri aunty ki gaand phaad… main teri randi hoon!” Roleplay – stranger pickup, train fantasy. Emotional connection gehra – baatein karte, “Karan… mere husband se zyada tu samajhta hai mujhe… yeh pyar train se shuru hua par eternal hai.”
Twist aaya – aunty pregnant ho gayi. Test positive. Husband ko shak hua, DNA test maanga. Aunty ne confess kar diya, “Main Karan se pyar karti hoon… bachcha uska hai.” Husband gusse mein, divorce de diya. Hum court marriage kar li.
Ab aunty Rekha 8 mahine ki pregnant hai – pet ubhra, gaand moti, boobs bade doodh se bhare. Roz intense explicit sex – gaand favorite, side mein deep anal, aunty chillati, “Pel de Karan… zor se… I love you eternally!” Doodh peeta hoon, chut mein jeebh daal kar squirt nikalwata hoon, phir wild thokta hoon.
Sex ke baad cuddle, pet par haath rakh kar baatein – bachche ke sapne. Aunty kehti hai, “Stranger se lover, husband, aur papa… tune train mein chut pel kar zindagi bana di.”
Yeh hai meri stranger aunty Rekha ki kahani – jahan train mein chut pelne se shuruaat hui, wild explicit lust se guzri, aur gehre soulmate pyar mein badal gayi. Har raat aunty ke badan mein kho jaata hoon – intense erotic junoon aur pure emotional connection se.
Lights off hone ke baad sab so gaye. Thand thi, main blanket odha. Aunty ne apna blanket mere taraf sarkaya, “Beta, thand lag rahi hai… share kar lete hain.” Main neeche utra, aunty ke bagal mein baith gaya. Baatein shuru hui – woh Mumbai se thi, husband businessman, hamesha busy, akeli feel karti thi. “Tum jaise jawan ladke se baat kar ke achha lag raha hai.” Unhone haath mera haath par rakh diya, ungliyaan intertwine kar li.
Main samajh gaya signal. Blanket ke neeche haath unki jaangh par sarkaya. Aunty ne taange thodi faila di. Main haath upar le gaya, salwar ke andar, panty geeli ho chuki thi. Ungli daal kar clit ragadne laga. Aunty ki saans tez, muh par haath rakh kar moan suppress kar rahi thi. Aunty ne mera pajama ka nada khola, lund bahar nikala – 8-inch mota, khada. Aunty ne haath se hilane lagi, “Kitna bada… mera husband ka chhota hai.”
Aunty ne blanket ke neeche sarak kar lund muh mein liya – public train mein blowjob! Deepthroat, gale tak, saliva se geela, balls choosne lagi. Main control kar raha tha moan na karne ke liye, train ki awaaz cover kar rahi thi. Aunty 10 minute choosti rahi, phir upar aayi, kaan mein whisper, “Rekha naam hai mera… ab chut maar… blanket ke neeche.” Aunty ne salwar neeche ki, panty side kar di. Sideways position mein maine lund chut par ragda, dheere se daala – tight garam chut, aunty bite kar li apne honthon ko, “Aah… mota hai… dheere.”
Train ke jhatkon ke saath dhakke lag rahe the, main zor se thok raha tha. Aunty chillayi dheere se, “Phad de… stranger se chud rahi hoon… maza aa raha!” 30 minute tak chudai, aunty do baar jhad gayi, main andar jhad gaya – garam virya chut mein. Aunty ne hug kiya, “Yeh pehli baar stranger se… par tu special lag raha hai.”
Subah station par chai peete hue baatein – aunty Delhi mein rehti thi, husband se unhappy, childless. Numbers exchange kiye. Delhi pahunch kar aunty ne mujhe apne ghar invite kiya, “Husband out of town hai… aa ja.” Main gaya – luxury apartment, aunty red lingerie mein welcome ki. “Aaj poori tarah teri hoon Karan.”
Kiss shuru, wild jeebh wala, aunty ne mera shirt phaada. Bra utari – bade gore boobs, dark nipples khade. Maine choosa, kaata, “Kitne soft… aunty… Rekha… I love you… train mein hi dil de diya tha.” Aunty siski, “Zor se kaat… bana de randi… train se pyar ho gaya tha tujhse.” Aunty ne pant kholi, lund muh mein liya – deepthroat, gale tak, balls lick karne lagi.
Aunty bed par let gayi, taange faila kar, “Ab chut pel… zor se phaad.” Maine lund daala – tight chut, zor-zor se dhakke. Aunty chillayi, “Phad de Karan… apni stranger aunty ki chut phaad de!” 45 minute tak missionary, doggy mein gaand par thappad maare, cowgirl mein aunty ride kar rahi thi, boobs hil rahe the. Aunty kehte, “Karan… I love you… tu mera asli mard hai… husband sirf naam ka.”
Phir aunty ne gaand upar ki, “Ab gaand pel… train mein nahi kiya… aaj phaad de.” Maine oil lagaaya, supada ghusaaya – tight gaand, aunty ro padi, “Phat gayi… dheere!” Par maine zor se thoka, poora lund andar. Aunty ke aansu nikal aaye, par boli, “Ab zor se… phaad de… I love you… yeh dard tere pyar ke liye!” Maine wild anal kiya, 40 minute tak, gaand laal kar di, andar jhad gaya.
Us raat 10 baar chude – muh mein, boobs par, gaand mein, chut mein. Subah aunty chal nahi pa rahi thi, par aankhon mein pyar. “Karan… train ki ek raat ne meri zindagi badal di… tu mera soulmate hai.”
Uske baad hamara affair intense ho gaya – daily milna, hotel, car mein quickies. Aunty wild ho gayi – explicit dirty talk, “Karan… teri aunty ki gaand phaad… main teri randi hoon!” Roleplay – stranger pickup, train fantasy. Emotional connection gehra – baatein karte, “Karan… mere husband se zyada tu samajhta hai mujhe… yeh pyar train se shuru hua par eternal hai.”
Twist aaya – aunty pregnant ho gayi. Test positive. Husband ko shak hua, DNA test maanga. Aunty ne confess kar diya, “Main Karan se pyar karti hoon… bachcha uska hai.” Husband gusse mein, divorce de diya. Hum court marriage kar li.
Ab aunty Rekha 8 mahine ki pregnant hai – pet ubhra, gaand moti, boobs bade doodh se bhare. Roz intense explicit sex – gaand favorite, side mein deep anal, aunty chillati, “Pel de Karan… zor se… I love you eternally!” Doodh peeta hoon, chut mein jeebh daal kar squirt nikalwata hoon, phir wild thokta hoon.
Sex ke baad cuddle, pet par haath rakh kar baatein – bachche ke sapne. Aunty kehti hai, “Stranger se lover, husband, aur papa… tune train mein chut pel kar zindagi bana di.”
Yeh hai meri stranger aunty Rekha ki kahani – jahan train mein chut pelne se shuruaat hui, wild explicit lust se guzri, aur gehre soulmate pyar mein badal gayi. Har raat aunty ke badan mein kho jaata hoon – intense erotic junoon aur pure emotional connection se.