Night Train to Rajasthan

Without hesitation, he buries his face in the girl's bush. His exotic friend once again presses her long nails deep into his scalp, as he proceeds to suck and nibble on every strand of wet, sticky black pubic hair there is. Once he feels he's had his fair filling of Indian bush, he cleans his mouth of any leftover genital hair, then picks through her dense forest, like the main character of Rudyard Kipling's famous book. It doesn't take long to find what he's looking for. He watches as her large pink throbbing clit grows in anticipation of what is about to come. The American is forced to unbuckle his belt as the sight of his friend's horny clit, has made him the hardest he's ever been. Never before has he actually witnessed a woman's body going into this state. At this point he fears that the slightest touch will make the girl explode. Nevertheless, he takes his chances.

He takes the girl's clit with his index and middle finger and gently begins sliding her clitoral hood. Once. Twice. Three times. Before he makes his new friend have a pre-mature orgasm, he repositions her garment and props her up on his shoulders. In just a matter of seconds, he is getting his first taste of Indian pussy, as he proceeds to devour her like a famished village boy. But sucking every drop of wetness off her horny chut seems counterproductive, as with each lick, the girl only seems to be getting wetting and wetter. His boxers are now drenched and struggling to contain his still hardening cock, as he proceeds to lick every inch of the girl's insides. Her long nails digging harder and harder into his scalp with each lick. Clearly her husband has never pleasured her like this before and Brian was beginning to fear that her ever loudening moans would wake her husband and the entire carriage. Nevertheless, he was determined to give his first Indian girl, the best orgasm of her life. He can feel her pulsating pussy and her fresh Indian juices dripping onto his face. Her long black pubes are beginning to stick to the insides of her thighs, and he knows she is on the verge.

He begins to inch his way back towards her sweet spot. He navigates his tongue around her warm throbbing clit. Once. Twice. Three times. He knows she is on the verge. He performs one last trick of the tongue, before wrapping his month around her horny clit. He feels her nails dig deeper than they had before. Her moans become more intense. And when he feels her calves clamping down on his face, he knows what's about to happened. She mutters some words in Hindi, but there is no need for a translator. He holds her spasming body as tightly as he can, as she begins to gush like the mother of all monsoons. Had he not been so focused on bringing the girl to climax, he most certainly would've had an explosion in his own pants. Her fresh warm juices dripping off his White American face, he seals her first oral orgasm with several kisses to her drenched and still pulsating clit. His eyes burning from her salty juices.

As they proceed to clean up and catch their breath, the young American takes the opportunity to collect his thoughts. Brian has had the fortune of pleasuring quite a few women over the course of his life, but he had never gotten a girl so turned on as this one. The notion that girls from sexually repressive cultures are the horniest, seemed to be holding true. And he was about to find out just how horny they really are.

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A few minutes have passed since the girl's massive orgasm. The two lovers have managed to clean themselves up and catch their breaths. Despite his high sex drive, Brian was relieved by the opportunity to allow his cock to calm down a little. The young American had never been so turned on in his life. Unlike most Indian men, Brian was always the type of guy who put a woman's needs before his own. If he had done what he just did to any other girl, he probably would've just touched himself off and called it a night. But he knew that his chances of scoring with another Indian girl were extremely slim. He suddenly remembered all those amateur porn videos he had watched. He had never seen any race of women suck a cock, quite like Indian women. They also seemed to be the only race of women who knew how to properly treat an uncut cock. There was no way he was letting her go without making her return the favor. He wanted the full Indian experience. Besides, he still owed her something as well.

He motions at his friend to come towards him and slowly begins to unbutton his plaid shirt. He doesn't get very far before his new friend takes over. She hangs his shirt up with her clothing and quickly returns to examine the American's body. His cologne did little to musk the scent of the sweat he had just worked up moments earlier. Sweat which was now making his hard, recently shaved chest glisten like the lights of Hindu funerary lamps. The girl's facial expressions said it all. His idealized Western body must've been a refreshing sight for a girl who was used to seeing men with often excessive amounts of body hair. Before the young American has time to react, the seductive stranger pushes him against the bathroom wall and begins clawing at his chest like the villain from "Temple of Doom". The sweat helps reduce some of the friction and without a single strand of hair on his chest, it is probably the only thing that was keeping her long, uncut fingernails from tearing into his naked flesh. Just when he thinks he's about to shed blood for Kali, her sharp nails are replaced with her soft gentle lips, as she proceeds to lick every drop of sweat off his hard chest. She then proceeds to pleasure his nipples with her mouth, the same way he did her's. Surprisingly, this was the first time a woman had ever performed such an act on him, and he was discovering new pleasure receptors he didn't know he had.

After a couple minutes, he can no longer stand being teased. He tugs at the girl's ponytail, signaling for her to pull away. His long slender fingers then begin to inch their towards his crotch, as he prepares to finally reveal to her what he wanted to reveal in the carriage several hours prior. His pants drop to the filthy floor. Then his boxer shorts. The young girls lets out a gasp, as she gazes upon her first Western cock. His balls completely shaven and his pubic mound neatly manicured. Stands of precum dangle from his large hooded head and cover his inner thighs. She watches as his cock gradually begins to change size. He kicks her ghaghra up with his foot, palms the top of her scalp and pushes her onto her knees. Knowing he won't be able to stay soft for much longer, he forces his hooded cock as far into the girl's mouth as she can take. He wants her to experience the feeling of him growing inside her.

A strand of precum catches her face. She begins to suckle on his cock, making no attempt to unhood his throbbing tip. A state of euphoria suddenly overcomes him. He can feel himself growing increasingly larger as she is forced to swallow his continuous secretions of precum. Her warm slippery tongue, which had just moments ago been suckling on his nipples, begins to circumnavigate his hooded tip. His cock begins to spasm, and he briefly leaves his body as her tongue finds the rim of his hooded head. There is no sense in flighting it. He readjusts himself as he feels his cock begin to stiffen inside the girl's mouth. A combination of spit and precum hangs from her chin, as he allows her to release just long enough to reposition and see his full hooded size. Her gasps and facial expressions tell him enough. There is no doubt in his mind that her husband wasn't even close to his 7 1/2 inches.

With his right hand, he jerks her by the ponytail, while he uses his left hand to reposition his fully erect cock. Had his balls not fully disappeared into his body, he would have introduced his new friend to them. Instead, he proceeds to make her lick the underside of his shaft. Her tongue catching every gushing river of precum that flows down it. But just like in the reverse scenario, gobbling it up seemed counterproductive. Nevertheless, she continued to lick until Brian repositioned his giant member to once again give her access to his hooded tip, which is now so drenched that he can barely feel the girl's tongue on it.

As she continues snaking her way around Brian's hooded tip, she changes posture into a squatting position and begins to pleasure her hairy chut. Brian is ecstatic to see that her going down on him is having the same effect as going down on her, had on him. After giving his rim a few more licks, she once again begins snaking her way towards his tip, until the tip of her tongue finds its way into his precum secreting hole. She makes no attempt to unhood his throbbing tip, as she proceeds to pleasure his cum spout. Licking rapidly from left to right. Those Indian porn videos didn't lie. This is the best oral sex he's ever had, and he couldn't help but wonder if this girl pleasures her husband in the same way.

Brian feels a familiar sensation. He knows he's on the verge, but he can't end things like this. His selfless morals suddenly return to him as he sees the girl rubbing herself harder and harder. He knows she will never get this kind of sexual pleasure from a man again, so he can't abandon her until he knows she has been fully satisfied. He motions to the girl to stop and stand up, as he repositions himself. He licks the strands of saliva and his own precum off her face, before giving her a kiss to thank her for what she has just done.

His throbbing cock still gushing precum, he reaches behind her knees and props her up with his forearms. She knows what's about to happened. As she wraps her arms and legs tightly around his body, she uses his chest and torso as friction to bunch her traditional garment up just enough to expose her wet hairy pussy. He presses her tightly against him with his dominant arm, as he uses his left hand to position his cock. His head is now so wet and engorged, that he is unable to release his head from its constricting foreskin. But the edging has made him so sensitive, that he feels even attempting to maneuver the foreskin, will cause him to instantly burst. With no other choice, he pushes foreword on his foreskin to prevent any push and enters her fully hooded.

Her many pregnancies have loosened her pleasure hole so much, that his large cock is able to enter with ease. And the combination of both their juices allows him to remain fully hooded. They always say that there is no correlation between ethnicity and how a pussy feels, but there truly is something about Indian pussy that feels different. Her ghaghra bunched across her stomach and her blouse still open, he begins to pump his first Indian pussy.

He starts off nice and slow. Not entering too far in and making only small thrusts. After all, she has only ever been fucked by her husband who is much smaller than him. Once he knows that she is comfortable, he gradually starts to increase speed, entering deeper and deeper with each thrust. His toes begin to curl up inside his shoes, and he can feel his cock becoming seemingly more aroused and constricted with each thrust. They're moans start to sync up and for the first time, Brian begins to feel a strong emotional connection with the girl. They are no longer just fucking, they are making love.

Their moans become more intense, syncing up with the rhythm of his thrusts. He hears something plop to the floor and realizes that she was lost one of her flip flops and her toes are curling so hard, that her toe ring is digging into the bone. He continues to thrust faster and faster as the girl struggles to hold on for dear life. After going at it for about three minutes, the American is finding it increasingly more difficult to hold her up with his arms alone.

He carries her across the bathroom, and she lets out a yelp and quiver as he suddenly plants her bare ass upon the cold washbasin. But with the additional support, he is able to continue pounding her exotic chut, and the sensation of coldness is quickly overcome with one of warmth. With the additional support he is able to thrust even harder and deeper. He wants so badly to feel her thick bush on his manicured mound, but he is just too large to get all the way inside her. He continues thrusting as deep as he can go. His cock almost snapping however, when the train suddenly hits a bump in the tracks. Thankfully, the washbasin allows them to keep their balance and avoid disaster, and they are able to recover almost immediately. He becomes slightly more aroused as his gaze suddenly falls upon her bouncing tits. They continue going at it on the washbasin for another three minutes, until it once again comes time to change positions.

Still inside her, he removes her from the washbasin and allows one leg to fall to the floor, while keeping the leg with the missing shoe lifted in the air, so as to prevent her sexy bare foot from touching the filthy floor. He readjusts his angle to a sideways position, while still inside her and recommences the love making. This new position allows him to lock lips with her and massage her tit, while continuing to pleasure her hairy chut with his hot Western cock. After just a couple minutes however, the girl's leg begins to cramp. So as much as he was enjoying this current position, he is once again forced to change. After all, the girl's comfort matters a lot to him.

He carries his exotic friend back across the bathroom to retrieve her flip flop, before finally removing his cock from her pleasure hole, taking with him the longest strand of precum he has ever seen. As he preps her for the new position, he takes a few brief seconds to examine himself. His cock muscles are contracting uncontrollably, his veins are the largest he's ever seen them, and his gushing red tip is finally starting to reveal itself. To his amazement, he has somehow managed to remain fully hooded this whole time.

He spins his friend around, presses her palms against the bathroom wall, and lifts her ghaghra one more time, exposing her naked ass for the first time. Brian had always been more of an ass man than a boob man, and this one didn't disappoint. It was one of the best he'd ever seen. He couldn't help but feel her up. It felt a thousand times softer than it did through her clothing. If his cock was capable of growing any larger, it most certainly would have. He couldn't help but crouch down and give it a few kisses. Her jolt, moan and giggles said it all. No self-respecting Indian man would ever kiss a woman's ass for pleasure. He gives her cheeks and lower back area a few more pecks, before briefly teasing her crack with his tongue. As much as he wants to admire and worship her sexy booty, he has a job to finish.

He props himself back onto his feet and prepares his cock for reinsertion. Once again, he is going in fully hooded. He spreads her legs and bends her over as a strand of his and her's juices simultaneously hit the floor. With her palms firmly planted against the wall for support, he inserts himself inside her and begins to thrust. By this point, he knows she has already gotten used to his cock, so he doesn't hold back.

With his left hand massaging her rock-hard nipple and her long ponytail wrapped around his right hand like a reign, he begins to pound her with all his might. Screams of pleasure echo off the bathroom walls. It would be an absolute miracle if someone hadn't heard them. At any moment, he was expecting train staff to breakdown the door. Nevertheless, he was determined to pound his seductive friend into another massive orgasm. An orgasm which she so rightfully earned. He wasn't about to let anything stop him from giving them both something he knows neither of them will ever be given again. So, he continues to pound her hairy chut. Her messy hairs brushing the sides of his rock hard cock!

"Ahhhhhhhh, haan, hann, HAAN! Ruko mat!" the girl shouts. "RUKO MAT!"

He can feel her vaginal walls starting to close in on his hooded cock, and he knows he is close. He releases her hair and tit and presses himself as tightly against her body he can, pushing her into the bathroom wall. Her moans become increasingly more intense.

"AHHH! AHHHHHHHH! HAAN! HAAN! Kathin bachcha! KATHIN BATCHCHA! RUKO MAT! AHHHHHHHHHHHH!"

He can feel her Indian juices beginning to gush from her horny chut. He doesn't need a translator to tell him what she is shouting. He knows what's about to happened. He takes a deep breath and musters up what little last ounce of energy he can, and pounds her like he's never pounded a girl before!

"AHHHHHHHH, AHHHHHHHHHHHHH! Main kaming kar raha hoon!" she shouts. "MAIN KAMING KAR RAHA HOON!"

Suddenly, as if by some kind of cue, the train operator blows his horn at the exact same time the girl erupts in an orgasm that is even larger than the first. But Brian isn't finished. He continues to pound her pulsating pussy with full force, until the sensation becomes to unbearable for her, at which point he releases his cock from his pleasure hole as her orgasmic fluids gush out of her. He spins her around and pushes her to her knees. She closes her eyes and sticks her tongue out. He grabs her hand and wraps it around his tingling, throbbing and pulsating cock. He presses her long slender fingers tightly around his tip and pushes with all his might. As he finally releases his engorged head from its tight constricting hoody, he shoots the biggest load of cum he's ever shot all over her mouth, face and tits. She slithers her tongue around his unhooded head as she attempts to gobble up every last inch of his White Western cum. His cock still aroused, he slides it in between her tits and runs his slimy head on her hard lactating nipple, smearing cum all over her hot Indian tits, before proceeding to make her a cum face mask. He then proceeds to kiss her, completely unphased by the fact that he is ingesting his own cum, as she proceeds to stroke his firm ass and softening cock with her hands. She plants a small kiss on this throbbing head, as if to give some sort of thank you gesture. He does the same to her feet and hands and even proceeds to lick his cum off her face and fingers. He lifts her garment higher than he ever has before, for the first time exposing her stretch marks and naval ornament. He plants one more miss upon her stomach.

Suddenly, it hits them. The two had been so engaged in their lovemaking that neither of them bothered to think about how they were going to clean this mess up. All their belongings were back in the carriage. The two strangers do their best to clean up and mask the scent of cum with the limited resources they have on hand. When they feel satisfied, they give each other one last glimpse of their naked bodies, before putting their clothes back on. Brian's new friend realizes however, that her panties are too soiled to wear again, and decides to gift them to Brian as a memento of their little adventure. He gladly accepts. With that, the girl simply utters the words, "Thank you," and waves goodbye before exiting the toilet. As Brian checks the stall to make sure he has everything, he finds a strand of the girl's pubic her, and decides to keep it as another memento. Brian exits the stall and makes his way across the dark cabin, back to his seat, catching one last glimpse of his seductive stranger.

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As dawn breaks on the Indian countryside and the train pulls in Jaisalmer station, Brian looks around the carriage hoping to catch one last glimpse of the girl. But neither her nor her family are anywhere to be seen. It is then that he realizes that he never even asked her name, but as he steps off the train and into the hot desert air of Jaisalmer, he checks to make sure his wallet hasn't been stolen and remembers the other little memento he had collected and stored last night. It was her who got him through his journey, and he will always have a little piece of his seductive savior to bring him comfort and security, wherever he may go.