Kya mast chudai ki kahaniyan hai. Isse prerit hokar main ist time apni real story likh raha hun.Mera naam Bablu hai aur main Kanpur ka rehnewala hun. ...I am 25 years old aur height 5’11” hai, ye story ek train ki hai jab main delhi se Allahabad ki journey kar raha tha prayagraaj express mein. Maine raat ki train pakri jo karib 11:30 baje thi. Meri seat confirm nhi thi isliye main train ki compartment ke gate par khara tha aur thandi hawa kha raha tha. Express train hone ki wajah se train ne jaldi. She felt him briefly stiffen as she stroked up and down, knowing that the time had come to proceed further. Putting one arm around his neck she regained an upright position without him letting go of her nipple. Using both hands now, she deftly unzipped him and went into his boxers to bring his erect weapon out into the open. Simon groaned softly and leaving the nipple he had been suckling so feverishly sought and found the buttons of her skirt released it, allowing the garment to join her silk. His face was still boyish, with his dark hair unstyled and his freckled sporadically placed on his thin, defined face. While I had started growing a beard on my sides of my face and had combed hair over to the side, with just the right amount of babyfat still left on me. He smiled and slowly backed away, he quickly shivered from the cold air coming from the AC, he leaned into me and I grabbed him as he said “I think you’ll serve as a fine blanket.” We talked for a hours, about our past and. I find the bulge on pant. My penis was getting bigger. I felt little guilty, but somehow I controlled myself and tried to sleep. But now my mind filled with i****tuous thoughts which I used to read on stories on internet. I am getting sexual thoughts about my own mom. The lady, to whom I used to make love in fantasies, was now sleeping beside me. The lust has now overpowered me. I am feeling little guilty but excitement took charge me and my guilty gradually reducing. I always was thinking.