A Naughty Train Travel Experience

Back in the summer of 2014, when I was pursuing my Bachelor's degree in Architecture, I was travelling back to Mumbai via a superfast train. Since my college administration was filled with dumbfucks, we received the dates of our summer holidays very late, barely 2 weeks before. And since it was summer, everyone was travelling somewhere across India so it was even more difficult to get a confirmed ticket via IRCTC.

Nevertheless, as soon as I got the dates, I logged into the "seamless" IRCTC website and tried booking my ticket. Ofocurse, as luck would have it, I couldn't even get through the login page at first. This website is famously incapable of handling large volumes of internet traffic. Finally, after multiple attempts, I clicked on one option which was RAC (Reservation Against Cancellation), so atleast I could travel in the train, but not get a confirmed berth, rather I would have to share it. I went ahead and booked the ticket anyways.

Now, unlike most Indian young college guys (mostly virgins), I didn't have my hopes too high to expect sharing the seat with a girl. I have travelled RAC in the past, and have ended up sharing the seat with some random dude or worse, Indian Uncle. But since that was the only way home, and I HAD to go home (rather than stay at the hostel), and I took a leap of faith with no expectations.

Finally, the day arrived and I reached the station, put my luggage under "my" seat and went out to fetch some snacks. I returned back, I saw a middle aged uncle sitting in my seat, I asked him "Uncle, you too 23 RAC?" he nodded, I said okay and I sat down giving up all hopes. I knew my fate was sealed; I have to spend the night with this uncle. That's when I realised, it is a common practice in Indian trains to allot RAC berths only in the side lower/upper part of the train. So, not only was I sharing a berth, but also adjusting to limited length and leg space with this uncle.

Awesome! This is going to be the best night of my life I said. I was just wondering who is going to be seated on the berth above namely 24, when I saw a beautiful girl approach towards us and proceeded to unload her luggage below our seats. Her face was dangerously close to my crotch and I felt my organ grow bigger instantly, When she was done, she got up revealing her whole self. She looked like a college girl, about my age say 21, about 5'5" with a nice curvy figure. She was wearing a pair of low-waist skin tight jeans and a really short crop top with it, thus revealing her entire midriff as much as in a low-waist saree.

I tried smiling at her but she completely ignored it. She proceeded to make her bed using the sheets and as she was doing so, she was standing very close to my face, her belly button almost touching my shoulder and that is when I noticed her top was made of a very weird material. I pretended to scratch my ear and ended up brushing against her top and it felt very similar to crepe paper which is used in arts and crafts supplies. I was completely judging her fashion choice because crepe paper is really delicate and can get torn off very easily. I figured she must have been back from some college festival and didn't have the time to change.

She got done with the bedding and then she proceeded to take out her nigh clothes from her bag. She simply took out a pair of booty shorts and proceeded towards the restroom to change. I was puzzled at her choices but chose to ignore it as it was a moot point to think about. I glanced at my watch and the train started right on time. The girl cam back from the washroom, exposing her milky white long legs and swiftly climbed on the berth above and shut the curtains, that's it. I let out a huge sigh and tried to ignore the uncle who was conversing with the nearby fellow passengers (a family of 4), talking about shitty Indian Politics and News Debates.

I put my earphones on, played my favourite jazz playlist and dozed off. After a while, I heard a slew of voices from the front of the compartment, and saw the TC (Ticket Checker) approaching us. He took my I-Card and put a tick across my name on his booklet, then he took the uncle's I-card and that is when the uncle asked "Sir, actually my wife is also travelling RAC but in the next bogie, could you please arrange for us to be sharing the same seat?" He said he will have a word and let him know. After some time he came back with both the man's wife and her co-passenger who I couldn't help but notice was a drop dead gorgeous girl, wearing a white see through haltertop and a shot skirt. Weirdly enough, the haltertop was also made of the same crepe paper like material as the girl above us, I wondered why. The TC said that if the co-passenger (Anjali) was ready to share the seat with me, then he has no issue switching.

The uncle-aunty looked at each other and then looked at Anjali who was looking at me judgingly, which I completely understand. The couple told her that they had been away from each other for a long time and were now on their way to renew their marriage. Anjali and I noticed that the aunty was very thick and clearly impossible to share a seat with. Both of us looked at each other and she gave a reassuring nod. The couple thanked her and they switched their luggage. Anjali plopped on the seat right across me. I just couldn't believe my LUCK!

I wondered if I should try making a conversation without looking desperate and creepy. I decided otherwise and just smiled at her awkwardly and shut my eyes off. Now, I am a tall guy and can't really keep my legs folded up for a very long time. I was getting a bit uncomfortable, and was wondering how I could ask her to give me some space. That's when she broke the ice and asked "Excuse me, do you mind if I stretch my legs in the front?" I was a bit taken aback, had she read my mind or what? I said "Ofcourse, infact I was going to ask you the same." She was like great, and we both stretched our legs in a diagonal manner such that both my legs were at the inward part of the seat, close to her left elbow while she did the same on the outer part of the seat close to my right elbow. Since I was also wearing shorts, I felt a bit embarrassed that my hairy right leg was touching her soft and toned left leg. I got hard and sensed some precum.

Now the fact is that I don't wear underwear while sleeping, so I was close to forming a tent in my shorts as well, my dick was twitching but since it was small in size (ouch) and not fully hard yet, she didn't seem to notice it. She was lost in reading a book and I thought to myself maybe this was it, now she will read and go to sleep. After about an hour, the usher came from the pantry to ask us about dinner. I asked for a sandwich while she did the same instantly. We both looked at each other and gave an awkward smirk. He got us the sandwiches and she started biting into hers instantly, without even looking up from her book.

I kept thinking to myself whether I should try and talk to her or not and that's when I felt a movement above me. The girl sitting above was getting down maybe for a visit to the loo. As she jumped down, her short crop top flew up slightly and exposed her boobs which bounced as she hit the ground. I couldn't believe it, was she really not wearing a bra? WOW! Quite daring for a train travel. Then I realised that even I wasn't wearing any underwear, what a hypocrite. Further, I also noticed that her top was looking like it had withered away due to the friction with the bedsheets and had gotten smaller in size. It was evident that it was falling apart in bits and pieces and I wonder what she would look like in the morning.

As she was looking for her slippers, I saw Anjali staring at her and blurt out "Richa! What the fuck?! What are you doing here?" Richa responded "I am travelling back ofcourse! Rather I should be asking you what are you doing? I thought you had planned to go for a trip somewhere directly from the hostel."

Anjali said "Yeah I was, I know you had asked me if you want to travel together but that time I was confused about the dates so I had to deny. But later my trip got cancelled so here I am, coming back to Mumbai with you. Anyways it is a pleasant surprise, no wonder you got a full seat."

Richa said "I know people in the railways, so even if I have to book one day before, I can get a confirmed seat any time. You should have asked me, I could have hooked you up at a proper seat instead of an RAC." She eyed towards me judgingly and they both giggled. " I will just be back from the loo", and she buzzed off.

When Richa returned, Anjali asked her to sit down for a while. She asked me whether I would be comfortable, to which I said no issues, I am okay. Both Anjali and I folded our legs to give Richa space, Richa sat in between us, her back towards the window and she lifted her legs, exposing her lower butt cheeks. I couldn't help but admire her shapely thighs touching my hand as I held my phone. She completely ignored me, and proceeded to chat with Anjali. They started to gossip, about their college and people, guys especially. They seemed to be pursuing B.Tech. in Computer Science. As they were talking about their college, I realised that during my previous year at B.Arch, we had visited it as a campus design case study.

I promptly interrupted them and mentioned the fact that I have visited their campus and they just brushed it off. I told them that I was studying Architecture and then Richa took notice, even I was surprised. She told me I didn't look like a guy who would be pursuing Architecture, which was really amusing. She said that she had an ex-boyfriend once who would wear a loose kurta and had a man-bun. I knew instantly who she was talking about and I told her that it is Ajay, my senior and a good friend. Richa rolled her eyes and then I told the truth, yeah actually he had ragged us a lot and I don't really like him. After that Richa was really interested to know everything about him and that's how I joined their gossip.

I asked them what is it about Architecture guys that is so different from regular Engineering guys to which they both said that since Architecture has a very balanced gender ratio, guys over there are quite used to having beautiful women around all the time and not really deprived of their innermost desires. While in Engineering, the gender ratio is very skewed and for every 20 guys, there is only 1 girl. This causes a lot of imbalance and the chances of meeting any gentlemen in Engineering becomes rare. I was surprised at this and never realised the privilege of being an Architecture student. I thanked them for the validation and they smiled back in a very genuine way. We proceeded to discuss about life, career and relationships when I mentioned that I have never had a girlfriend. They were both shocked, Richa's mouth dropped she was like "Really? Not even One!?" I said "No, I mean yeah....I have been focused on my career so never really got around to it. I have had crushes for sure, but not really a girlfriend yet".

Richa and Anjali looked at each other and giggled together and asked me "Are you a virgin?". To which I said "Yeah, so what?". They said "No nothing, its totally fine by us, its your life, who are we to judge?" But I sensed that it was a very fake and plastic answer. They were eyeing each other and it seems they were communicating something in a sinister way. I got worried and didn't want to wake up in the morning without my clothes and wallet like Saif Ali Khan in Dil Chahta Hai. I told them that I need to go to sleep and faked a yawn.

I was expecting Richa to go up herself or send me up instead she said "Oh dude come on let's chill for a while na? After all isn't it every Indian guy's fantasy to get an RAC with a girl, you have two beautiful girls sitting right in front of you! Imagine what a story you would have to tell later." And she giggled, Anjali made a shocked expression but later joined the bandwagon in pulling my leg. I realised what they were doing and laughed it off. I was partly convinced that they were not gonna rob me off in the dead of the night so I sat there listening to their gossip further.

It was past 10 pm now and the cabin lights got switched off. Anjali and I turned on the small reading lights from both ends of our berth. They were dim but very cosy and in the soft mellow of the yellow, it made both Richa and Anjali look hotter than they were. I couldn't believe my luck, here I was sharing a space so intimately with two amazingly sexy girls who had "opened up" to me as well.

As Anjali was telling something about one of her hook-ups, Richa gave a huge yawn, stretched both her hands and hit my nose with her right one. I yelped like a puppy and she giggled and let out a soft sorry. She shifted her position such that now her back was towards me and legs folded up. Slowly I noticed that she was leaning closer to me such that her back was resting against my phone which I was holding in my left hand. I tool the sign and casually un-folded my legs and raised them bent upwards such that my knees were facing the up vertically and my feet were planted on the berth.

She realized the inviting position I was in and slowly crawled back into my space. Anjali saw this and gave me a smile, Richa gave me a backwards nod and leaned on me completely. I let go my phone and placed my hands on my knees like a "Gentleman". Anjali drew the curtains together and tied them across. She looked at me and I nodded as if to say "Oh Yeah, now we are talking".

Anjali stretched her legs such that they crossed my knees and exposed her entire panties through her skirt. She untied her halter top slightly and adjusted her boobs such that they could hold it up and prevent it from falling any further. The train's rhythmic motion swayed her boobs and I kept staring. That's when Anjali took my hands and placed them across Richa's exposed tummy. I was like fuck it, this is my chance and I started caressing her flat tummy. Richa gave a moan and started fingering Anjali's crotch with her toes. Anjali gave a loud gasp and then continued to moan and slouched in a slumber.

As I was caressing her torso and back, I saw bits and pieces of Richa's crepe paper -esque top falling all over the place. Then I purposely started picking at her top, slowly but surely, I reached a point where it was completely bare from behind and was also exposing her side boob and underboobs. My dick was now fully hard and poking her buttcrack. She adjusted her buttcrack such that my dick fit right into it and could feel the warmth of her butt. I flipped my dick out of my waistband and properly inserted it between her cheeks. Both Richa and I moaned again. I squeezed her boobs and she started massaging Anjali's boobs with her hands. We were in a weird threesome in a very compact space.

Soon Anjali realised that she was feeling left out and asked Richa to switch places, which she denied. In response, Anjali playfully slapped Richa right across the face and then climbed on to her. Richa responded by pulling at Anjali's top which was also crepe paper-esque and it started to give away very easily. The girls started fighting over who would get to put my dick inside their ass cracks. I swelled with pride, never had I felt so validated in my life. Finally I decided to intervene and suggested that why don't we all lie down such that I am at the bottom, and they both can be on top of me but sideways. Although, the seat was not wide enough to fit in everyone, but I had a brilliant idea. I took all our luggage from below and place it in the aisle in such a way that the height of the bags matched that of the berth, thus allowing us more space to spread out.

The only challenge in this scenario was that if someone were to walk around at this time of the night, they would definitely bump into us. The girls said fuck it, will see about that later. Richa shifted towards my left and Anjali climbed on to me towards my right. It was a dream come true indeed. They both pulled don my waist band all the way to my ankles and proceeded to fondle my dick and balls. I was having the orgasm of my life and like any virgin Indian guy, I came within 2 mins. I looked at them sheepishly, but they were nice enough to not judge. They said don't worry, we will make you a complete man today. These words struck like lightning to me and I gasped just at the mere tough of their hands on my crotch.

I had both my hands inserted down their waistbands and realised that although Anjali was wearing a panty, Richa wasn't wearing one. I took my chance with Richa first and started to pull down her shorts and caress her cheeks. Richa must have motioned Anjali because in an instant, she but her hands inside her skirt and pulled out her panties and kicked them away. They were both now semi naked and I had every intention to make them fully naked by morning. I started my lifting Anjali's skirt and pulling it upwards. She held my hand and merely peeled off her skirt sideways, apparently it had a Velcro in it. I was mighty impressed at her choice of clothing.

Meanwhile Richa had put her left leg on me and folded it such that my dick was stuck. She squeezed my dick with her leg as if she were doing leg-curls. I yelped and let out an AAAHH. Richa giggled, let go my dick and signalled Anjali to grab it. They both proceeded to give me the best handjob of my life (actualy first and only one so far to be honest). This time it took me longer to cum and they seemed to impressed. I grabbed each of their tops and ripped them apart, completely exposing their boobs in the process. Now Anjali was completely naked and the topless Richa realised this, didn't want to be left out so pulled down her shorts as well. Out of respect, I removed my t-shirt as well and we continued our charades for some time and dozed off.

After a few hours, I had to go to the washroom but I was stuck in between these incredibly sexy beauties. I signalled them to wake up but they wouldn't budge. I had no option but to push Anjali off and she fell down with a light thud. She groaned at me, I apologised to her and proceeded to the bathroom. I tried searching for my shorts but couldn't find them, neither my t-shirt. Infact I couldn't spot any of the girls' clothes either. I asked Anjali and she giggled and denied any knowledge. I woke Richa up and she shook her head as well. I panicked, I said I need those clothes. They looked at each other and burst out laughing, said when I had dozed off, they had taken all the clothes available and thrown them out of the train compartment.

I was shocked at the ridiculousness of their act and demanded an explanation. They said they have had exhibitionist thrills and this is all a part of the adventure. I couldn't believe myself and proceeded to grab the bedsheet from Richa's berth and wrap around myself like a towel. Richa swiftly grabbed it off my hands and hid it behind herself. I looked at her and demanded it back. She said it is very dark anyways, and no one is gonna show up at this hour. When you are done with your business, I will give you back this bedsheet. I couldn't believe her and since my bladder was about to burst, I decided against arguing further, wore my slippers and rushed towards the toilet. The girls giggled at my predicament.

I got done with my business, and as I walked out of the toilet, I saw them both standing in my way. I asked them what is this all about? Anyone could see us fooling around here and it won't be pleasant. They didn't seem to care. Richa grabbed my hands from behind while Anjali started sucking my dick. I couldn't complain, it was the best blowjob of my life (the only one so far honestly). Soon they switched places, I came both times, they washed off the cum at the basin and we all burst out laughing. I thanked them for the most amazing set of sexual experiences. They said it was their kink to man up virgin guys and they never left a chance to do so.