Read in Sexy Indian Girl Stories I was waiting for the train at the station. Trains were canceled due to public curfew. There was another girl who was upset. I help him.
Friends, I, your friend Sonu Sam, have once again brought a new reality in front of you in the form of Sexy Indian Girl Stories.
You must have read my previous sex story
Sex with Bollywood Actresses.
I will tell you later what I did after that. But as far as the current situation is concerned, the real incident has happened. I can write whatever I want to write first.
Everything is still closed due to Corona. I can neither go anywhere, nor work, nor anywhere else. But fate gives what it wants.
The city where I was stopped is 1,500 kilometers away from my home. Although I live here on rent. A few days before the lockdown, all my colleagues went home. He was supposed to come, but since everything was closed he stayed at home.
It started from here, when Corona came to India, we were told that you are going to take leave. All of you go to your respective homes for a few days.
This happened three days before the lockdown. My two friends’ homes are 675 kilometers apart, so they set out on the same day. I thought I should also go, but time needed something else.
I did not know that if there was further lockdown, I would not be able to go out.
I reached the railway station on time that day and everything was normal there. My train was delayed and was scheduled to arrive at midnight. The station was 3 kilometers away from my room and I was waiting and keeping an eye on the station. When I look at a girl, I think about her shape, sometimes I think about my penis in someone’s moving breasts, sometimes I think about some cool aunty looking naked in a saree, these Everything is what I look for in things worth thinking about.
Then due to the new crown epidemic, it was announced that the trains were cancelled. Please take care of yourself. Hearing this, I started wondering how I would reach home and the next day, a few hours after the 22nd, Janta curfew was imposed. None of my friends were in the room and there was no help. There was silence at the station also. There were only four people there and they too were going somewhere. I thought I would go out after the curfew was over.
Thinking this, I picked up my luggage and walked out of the station towards my room. My apartment is on the 11th floor of a building meant for hotel employees.
When I came out, there was silence outside the station. There was no one anywhere. I started looking here and there.
Suddenly I saw a girl wearing salwar kurta crying with her head bowed outside the station. I can’t see it. No one asked him anything there.
He has a trolley bag.
I came near her and asked – Madam, what happened?
You know I am a hotelier. I have a habit of talking like this.
Me: Why are you crying?
She did not say anything and started crying loudly.
I suddenly became scared that I would get stuck somewhere. If the police came and said something wrong, my story would be written.
I said- Okay.. if you don’t want to say then don’t say, but don’t cry. I’m leaving…you won’t get anything now anyway. There is curfew tomorrow so everything will be closed.
After saying this I turned and left.
Suddenly his sweet voice came – Wait.
I looked back and saw the beautiful angel stopping me. Her face was whiter than milk and red from crying. She has thick black hair, piercing eyes, a slightly pointed nose, moist red lips and a slightly curved neck. Motama’s kurti was a bit tight, her breasts had a good bulge and her waist was thin.
As soon as she stood up, I saw that her pussy was bulging between her legs over her kurti and was very tight. Her legs are not visible because of the salwar. Well… I controlled myself because my penis was also getting tight.
I diverted my attention from her and asked her – What happened and why are you crying?
Then she told me that she had come here to meet her family. It was also 300 kilometers away from here, but accidentally we missed the station where the train was supposed to leave. He also told about the mistake in which he was booked in a separate compartment while the rest of the family members were in another compartment. Then she got off the bus at the station to change her luggage and got separated from her family. His family took the same train, which only had one train a week to their city, so he learned more about where to catch the next train. Later we came to know that it was a big station and we could take the train only from here. Then she came here. His home is 1,300 kilometers away from here. But when he reached here, he came to know that the train by which he was traveling has been cancelled… and he has no acquaintances here. He neither had a cell phone nor much money. There was only a bag containing some of his clothes and necessities.
I too felt very sad after hearing all this, this should not have happened. His words show that he is from a middle class family.
My enthusiasm faded after hearing his question. I asked- What will you do now?
He said- I don’t know.
At this point, she started crying again. I want to take him to the police station. Then it occurred to me that this was wrong because there were no women officers at night. If something happens, everything will be ruined.
So the first thing I did was to silence him and ask him – should I take you to the police?
She got scared as soon as she heard the name of the police station. He said- No, don’t do this.
I said- Okay, then you do one thing, call home.
I gave him the phone.
He called his father. At first the call was not received, but after some time the call was returned. As soon as she picked up the phone, her father heard her voice and started scolding her.
They told him- Now you died there… because of you we are also in trouble. No religion can take you anywhere.
The girl started crying.
Hearing her crying, her father said- Okay, don’t cry now. I do something.
She started sobbing.
So he said- book a room in a small hotel.
She remained silent.
He asked you if you have money?
He said- Yes, but only for Rs 3000.
Papa said- Okay, tell me the address of the hotel where you are staying.
He said- Okay.
Then his father asked- Whose phone is this?
He said this is brother…this is his phone.
Hearing “bhaiya” from her mouth, I thought to myself: “Hey, your sister-in-law actually asked you to be her brother”. What did he say to me despite being so handsome?
Well.. he hung up the phone and said- get me a hotel room.
I said- Okay.
I looked around for a taxi, but there was no taxi there. Then I thought I’d better go online and make a phone call. But all the services there have been cancelled.
I told him- Now we have to leave.
First I thought of renting a room near the station. I checked online and they were all full. Even when I went to look, everything was full.
I thought that now I would have to walk to the room and find a room somewhere on the way. There are some hotels half a kilometer away from my room.
When he asked what to do now?
So I said- There are some hotels on the way to my room, let’s check there.
At this time we were walking on a deserted road. No one saw this. It’s still very dark. My heart started fluttering. The scent of her body awakens the man inside me.
I waved my hand in the darkness and said, “Bring it here, I will get the bag.”
I deliberately did not touch the bag, but placed it in her lap and held it and said – This is a very soft bag.
She stopped and said in a strange voice: Remove your hands, this is my leg.
Perhaps my hand had caught her thigh a little below her pussy.
I removed my hand and said- Oh… I thought it was your bag.
She started walking again.
He said- No problem, sometimes this happens due to mistakes.
I was surprised to hear her say that if it had been any other girl she would have slapped me twice right now. But then I thought, maybe any girl who feels such a desire would respond in the same way.
After some time he said- Tell me, I didn’t even ask your name.
I said- And after seeing you, I even forgot to ask your name.
He said- My name is Simran Singh.
I say- Rajewali Simran!
She laughed.
I said- don’t cry. You are so beautiful, so young, so beautiful…I don’t want to cry for you.
I thought maybe she had returned to normal. Because she was shy she walked very slowly.
He suddenly asked – What is your name?
I said- Yes, my name is Sonu and I work here. I also had to catch the same train home. But fortunately, instead of going home, I met a beautiful angel like you.
He interrupted and said – Hey Sonu, let me go, you are no less than a hero.
I flirt a little – it means you are a beautiful angel and I am a hero… and then a lot happens between us.
He interrupted – I was feeling hungry.
I said wait.
There are chocolates in my bag. I gave it to him. She eats chocolate while walking. He is a little younger than me. It only came up to my neck. I was carrying his bag.
I asked her- Which perfume do you wear?
She said- I don’t wear perfume.
I said- This smell?
He said- This is natural.
I said- You are lying.
He interrupted and said: Look…that hotel!
I said- Yes, let’s go.
The night was about to end and it was almost 4 in the morning. We again requested a room in the hotel but there was also no room available. As she left the last hotel, she felt sad again.
He said- What should I do now?
I said- no problem. Now there is only one thing to do.
He asked- what?
I said- You come to my room tonight, I am alone there anyway.
He thought for a moment and said – Okay, but find a hotel room for me tomorrow.
I said- Okay.
Seeing her I forgot that my curfew starts from tomorrow.
Both of us were going into the room. He felt sleepy.
When we arrived at the apartment the night guard was new. He asked- Where are you going?
I said- Brother, are you new here?
The guard said- Yes, only three days.
I told her that I was a hotel employee and she was a distant relative of mine.
So he said hello and we started towards our destination. After reaching the lift, I opened the room.
When he saw the room from inside he said – Hey, this is bigger than our house.
I say- consider this as your own home.
One thing I completely understand is that he is very simple and innocent. I took Simran’s stuff to my room and kept it aside.
Because my friend’s room was closed. Now only my room, two bathrooms, kitchen and a hall are open. The lobby has TV, sofa and more.
I showed her the bathroom of my room and said – If you want to freshen up and change your clothes, this is the bathroom.
He said- Okay.
I also went to the other bathroom to freshen up.
After about 20 minutes I knocked on the door of the room. After some time he opened the room. I swear it feels really good. I got lost in it because it was even sexier than what I had seen at the station. She was wearing a pink T-shirt which covered only half of her buttocks. It also has a Barbie doll on it, which matches it well. She was wearing shorts below, which reached her knees.
To be honest, I felt like seeing her naked because the bulge of her breasts through her T-shirt was so exciting that I felt like pressing and sucking them immediately. Her ass and waist looked so good in the tight shorts underneath, I swear I felt like grabbing her and pressing her and putting my mouth in her pussy.
Friends, how could I have sex with Simran, this is a very interesting incident and absolutely true.
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