From Joseph,
The Game Reserve,
Andhra Pradesh,
India.
The Game Reserve,
Andhra Pradesh,
India.
To Shanti,
Titirangi,
Auckland,
New Zealand.
Titirangi,
Auckland,
New Zealand.
Dear Shanti,
That was a very nice letter. I’m thinking like you, that this is a jolly good correspondence we are making. I am liking it very much.
My wife, she is called Lizamoa. You can call her Liz as the short version. She is happy that I am writing to you. She likes sexy letters as well and if we are reading a very sexy letter we are going to the bedroom and having a good time too. So don’t be being worried about her. I am being very open to her and there are not any problems since.
That was a very nice letter. I’m thinking like you, that this is a jolly good correspondence we are making. I am liking it very much.
My wife, she is called Lizamoa. You can call her Liz as the short version. She is happy that I am writing to you. She likes sexy letters as well and if we are reading a very sexy letter we are going to the bedroom and having a good time too. So don’t be being worried about her. I am being very open to her and there are not any problems since.
Thank you very, very much for the photo. Those swimming togs are most sexy too. I showed your photo to my wife too and she is liking it too. She thinks the colour is looking very nice on your golden brown body. I liked the photo too. The swimming togs are very high on the legs and showing a lot of your body shape too. It also comes down on your chest. I am liking that too. You have a very beautiful, sexy body.
Please send me both your photographs of the bikini type. I like the sexy one best or anything less than that.
I showed Lizamoa the photo of you in the mini skirt and boots. She liked it very much and said she would like to get some clothes like that too. I am not sure if it would be good for her to wear such a thing in India though.
Now some very personal questions of you. Are you the virgin? We want to know if you take the sex? What do you do best? Do you take the sex with your boyfriend called Mike? I am thinking that maybe you do so. Say yes, if I am right?
I showed Lizamoa the photo of you in the mini skirt and boots. She liked it very much and said she would like to get some clothes like that too. I am not sure if it would be good for her to wear such a thing in India though.
Now some very personal questions of you. Are you the virgin? We want to know if you take the sex? What do you do best? Do you take the sex with your boyfriend called Mike? I am thinking that maybe you do so. Say yes, if I am right?
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Now about the story, I am promising, I am telling you. I had to take the long journey to another city for the business trip. It was a long way and so I was taking the 1st class to be more comfortable. At one station another family got into the 1st class where I was taking my seat. The two smaller children were sitting with the parents and the older daughter (18 or 19) sat down next to my seat.
We were not talking. I just said the ‘Hello’ and she was just smiling shyly when she came to the seat. Later I was seeing that she had her eyes closed and so I came to be thinking that she was asleep. I sat and watched the nice countryside outside of the window.
I was being able to observe her through the reflection I was seeing within the window. She was a very beautiful girl. She was tall and slim, almost as tall as I am tall. She was wearing a beautiful sari with nice orange in the colour.
When I was watching I could see she was with a beautiful body also. I could see the shape of long slim legs through the folds of her sari. I could also see the hint that she had the nice breasts too. As she was sleeping I could see the gentle swelling of her breasts under the sari which were gently rising and falling softly as she breathed within her sleep.
I was sitting next to her and I could be smelling the scented perfume she was wearing. It was not strong like some ladies like wearing. This was a very nice, soft smelling and I am thinking like the smell in a meadow full the many different flowers.
After some more time, I felt her leg gently pressed against mine. I was still thinking she was a sleeping and had moved with the rocking of the train. I gently bumped her so she would wake up and move away but I am most surprised because her legs is pressing harder against mine now. I now was beginning to make the thought that she wanted to be having her leg touching me.
The position in which we were seated was so her parents were not being able to see clearly. I moved so that I could put my hand between her leg and my leg. After a minute I turned my hand so my fingers were touching too her, then under the covering of the folds of her sari, I moved my hand until it comes to rest on her thigh just slightly up from her knee. Still, she didn’t open her eyes but I could feel her trembles with my touching. This confirmed she was not sleeping.
After another wait I was gently squeezed her beautiful firm thigh and then slowly, inching at a time I moved along up her thigh. She still didn’t try and stop me. I was beginning to get interested in what she was letting me get to. As my hand approached the top of her thigh I began to drop my hand over her leg so my fingers were between her other leg. Then to my surprise, she really parted her legs slightly to let my fingers.
Then I reached as far as I was able to go up between those beautiful, young thighs. Yes, Shanti, she was accurately letting my fingers be on the secret place of all woman. What do you say..... the pussy is it? I could feel the hard bone pressed against my hand and also the soft tender place underneath. Here she was letting me secret feeling up while her family were so nearby.
After some more time touching her love nest was I moved my hand higher onto her stomach. I was able to work my way under the sari so nobody would be seeing what I was getting to do. I was now able to move higher until I touched the underside of her breasts. I was soon feeling these beautiful breasts and still, she was sitting with her eyes closed.
Then she moved and changed her position. I thought she was stopping me so I pulled my hand away. But it was not that. I was feeling a hand on my thigh and soon that hand was finding my cock through my clothing. Now she was having the feeling up too. I was already very excited and had been very hard too. I know that she could be feeling this too.
At this time I decided to try for the very best of all. I slipped my hand under her sari and then under her skirt too. She knew where I was because she was moving slightly to help me too. My fingers found some tiny panties and not stopping I went under these too. Here was her love nest. A thick pussy of soft curly hairs and even lower the top of her opening. She was very excited too because of the wetness I was feeling. I tried to put a finger into her soft tunnel but the position she was sitting was wrong for me and so all I was doing is touching the outside.
After a few minutes, she moved her hand from where it had been squeezing me and gently pulled my hand out. Then her eyes opened and she was smiling at me. A little while later she was getting up and leaving with her family. As she got up with her back to the family and facing to me. She smiled shyly again at me, making a shape of kissing with her lips and then left.
The train continued and I was dozing. It came to my mind that I'd been dreaming. I brought my fingers to my face and could smell that distinctive smell of a woman's pussy. No, I had not been dreaming. It had happened for me.
We were not talking. I just said the ‘Hello’ and she was just smiling shyly when she came to the seat. Later I was seeing that she had her eyes closed and so I came to be thinking that she was asleep. I sat and watched the nice countryside outside of the window.
I was being able to observe her through the reflection I was seeing within the window. She was a very beautiful girl. She was tall and slim, almost as tall as I am tall. She was wearing a beautiful sari with nice orange in the colour.
When I was watching I could see she was with a beautiful body also. I could see the shape of long slim legs through the folds of her sari. I could also see the hint that she had the nice breasts too. As she was sleeping I could see the gentle swelling of her breasts under the sari which were gently rising and falling softly as she breathed within her sleep.
I was sitting next to her and I could be smelling the scented perfume she was wearing. It was not strong like some ladies like wearing. This was a very nice, soft smelling and I am thinking like the smell in a meadow full the many different flowers.
After some more time, I felt her leg gently pressed against mine. I was still thinking she was a sleeping and had moved with the rocking of the train. I gently bumped her so she would wake up and move away but I am most surprised because her legs is pressing harder against mine now. I now was beginning to make the thought that she wanted to be having her leg touching me.
The position in which we were seated was so her parents were not being able to see clearly. I moved so that I could put my hand between her leg and my leg. After a minute I turned my hand so my fingers were touching too her, then under the covering of the folds of her sari, I moved my hand until it comes to rest on her thigh just slightly up from her knee. Still, she didn’t open her eyes but I could feel her trembles with my touching. This confirmed she was not sleeping.
After another wait I was gently squeezed her beautiful firm thigh and then slowly, inching at a time I moved along up her thigh. She still didn’t try and stop me. I was beginning to get interested in what she was letting me get to. As my hand approached the top of her thigh I began to drop my hand over her leg so my fingers were between her other leg. Then to my surprise, she really parted her legs slightly to let my fingers.
Then I reached as far as I was able to go up between those beautiful, young thighs. Yes, Shanti, she was accurately letting my fingers be on the secret place of all woman. What do you say..... the pussy is it? I could feel the hard bone pressed against my hand and also the soft tender place underneath. Here she was letting me secret feeling up while her family were so nearby.
After some more time touching her love nest was I moved my hand higher onto her stomach. I was able to work my way under the sari so nobody would be seeing what I was getting to do. I was now able to move higher until I touched the underside of her breasts. I was soon feeling these beautiful breasts and still, she was sitting with her eyes closed.
Then she moved and changed her position. I thought she was stopping me so I pulled my hand away. But it was not that. I was feeling a hand on my thigh and soon that hand was finding my cock through my clothing. Now she was having the feeling up too. I was already very excited and had been very hard too. I know that she could be feeling this too.
At this time I decided to try for the very best of all. I slipped my hand under her sari and then under her skirt too. She knew where I was because she was moving slightly to help me too. My fingers found some tiny panties and not stopping I went under these too. Here was her love nest. A thick pussy of soft curly hairs and even lower the top of her opening. She was very excited too because of the wetness I was feeling. I tried to put a finger into her soft tunnel but the position she was sitting was wrong for me and so all I was doing is touching the outside.
After a few minutes, she moved her hand from where it had been squeezing me and gently pulled my hand out. Then her eyes opened and she was smiling at me. A little while later she was getting up and leaving with her family. As she got up with her back to the family and facing to me. She smiled shyly again at me, making a shape of kissing with her lips and then left.
The train continued and I was dozing. It came to my mind that I'd been dreaming. I brought my fingers to my face and could smell that distinctive smell of a woman's pussy. No, I had not been dreaming. It had happened for me.
That was a very sexy adventure of feeling a young girl in front of her parents on the train. It was very exciting to be doing such a thing. So daring to be doing it. Do you think that Shanti?
Your friend,
Joseph.
Joseph.
PS: - I have included the photo of my wife Lizamoa and also myself as well.
Lizamoa is a very beautiful woman. Do you like her?
Lizamoa is a very beautiful woman. Do you like her?
Now we come to the business end of things.... :)
ReplyDeleteThis girl on the train is very interesting and very sexy too. I think she is about the same again as me. Not as old as my sister Ayaka from New Zealand. She is allowing some very sexy things to happen. It was bold of her but I think she also felt safe knowing her family were there.
ReplyDeleteI once had something happen on a train. It was the high speed train to our house. I man just a bit older than me was sitting next to me. The carriage was almost empty. I was 18 aged and wearing my school uniform with the skirt short. He was talking nice to me and said I had nice legs. Then he put his hand on one. I was shocked because it was on the inside of my legs almost to go under my skirt.
I pushed his hand away and jumped up and moved to where two ladies were sitting. But later I did not feel frightened of shocked. I was feeling sexy about it. Maybe I could have sat there. Maybe he might be touching my pussy. I hope my story does not shock you, it was just that this story reminded me of my story.
Asami
Hi again Asami
DeleteYes I am shocked by your story. In fact I almost didn't publish it here. I will talk about that with Anne when I get back to New Zealand as I'm not sure something like this should be here.
Now about you. I think you did the correct thing. We can not know what the motives were of that man but I would bet he was up to no good. Yes it is sexy to read about in our story and even sexy to have a fantasy about something like this but you should never act it out for real.
If you get into a situation like that you should get out of it as fast as you can. When you are in the train by yourself sit somewhere safe where there are others around. don't sit alone. Be safe Asami.
Be safe at all times because you can never be sure what these fellows are you to. But always remember a man who approaches you on the train like that is most likely more interested in his own sexual pleasure and will probably have no concern for your feelings or safety.
Be safe I will repeat again!
Regards Shandra.
Hi Shandra
DeleteThank you for your reply.
Yes I know I was in a bad situation and that is why I moved to a safe place. I have seen that man on the train again but he does not speak to me or come near me now. Yes Shandra I understand what you are telling me and I will be safe.
Asami
You are welcome Asami.
DeleteNow that was a well written story. Not sure I believe it would happen like that in real life, but its sexy enough to be a big step up for this series. I notice in your background you say Susan was involved. Yes I would have thought so since you took things to a whole new level of feeling up very private parts.
ReplyDeleteNow the ending was nicely done too. The way she smiled shyly and blew him a kiss. I can kind of imagine her going home and getting herself off thinking what she had allowed this guy to do.
I have sent you a list of 6 minor changes I suggest you make. They won't change the story in any way but will just make it read better.
Amy.
Kia Ore, Shandra
ReplyDeleteInteresting letter. I see this follows what Joseph said in his opening Letter about swapping stories as well. This is a progression to the next stage.
Doing something sexy where there is risk of being caught is exciting. But you added with a complete stranger as well. I am not sure if a girl would go that far but it's sexy to think of.
I'm still enjoying your Letters,
Rangi Mari
Kia Ora Rangi
DeleteWe see you are making progress through our stories. It's good you are catching on to what we want to say about the development of these early stories.
Like for example, this one above. If you just read the story then its OK but if you read the background too, you can see two teenage girls getting carried away by a most minor of thing which happened on a train.
Again, thanks for your comments.
Shandra