Welcome to the next part of this series.<\/p>\n
Hasna was still reminiscing about her past, a past she missed and wanted to get back to, more than ever. She was thinking about what happened on the train, all day at the university. She liked what happened. It felt to her like something new woke up inside of her and she wanted more of it.<\/p>\n
Hasna badly wanted to feel the same way back home but..he who woke her up to her real nature wasn’t there and nobody else would dare do that to her either. And she wouldn\u2019t dare seduce a man into that. She went home, unsatisfied.<\/p>\n
She couldn\u2019t stop thinking about it and started fingering herself. She rubbed the inside of her, in and out with both her right index and middle finger together until she had a mind-blowing orgasm and came all over the side of her bed on the floor.<\/p>\n
She then went to sleep, happy but frustrated. She missed this total stranger who molested her. She wished to see him again, one day soon.<\/p>\n
The next day, she left as usual to get the train. Again, she was dressed in a salwar and this time with the buttons in front and her headcover around her head and neck.<\/p>\n
At the station, she saw a person and looked back because she thought she had seen him somewhere else.<\/p>\n
Of course, it was him! The guy who enjoyed her and still made her feel good a day before. He was dressed in a shirt and trouser that day.<\/p> \n\n
Hasna decided to play a dangerous game. She stayed around until he noticed her. When he noticed her, she smiled at him. No way he already had forgotten her.<\/p>\n
He seemed surprised first, but he smiled back after seeing her smile remain for seconds more. Maybe he thought, “Wow, she wants it too.”<\/p>\n
They remained like that for a few more seconds before the train started arriving at the station. With a slight “follow me,” finger expression, Hasna turned around and went to get on the train. She knew he would follow and he didn’t disappoint either.<\/p>\n
He ran towards the train and pressed into the box right behind her, pressing his dick into her ass while doing that.<\/p>\n
That day the train wasn\u2019t so crowded, so he had to refrain from touching her in the middle of everyone. But as they stood by two sitting passengers, there was room for some happy talk.<\/p>\n
\u201cI didn\u2019t even get your name,\u201d he broke the ice.<\/p>\n
\u201cIt\u2019s Hasna. And you?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cRohan. Nice to meet you, Hasna,\u201d he said, slightly holding his right hand up and clinging to the handlebar with his left hand.<\/p>\n
Hasna looked at his hand for a while. Growing up in a conservative household, she had never touched an unrelated male. But she liked getting molested by this man a day ago. She missed it. She craved for it. What difference does one handshake make?<\/p>\n
Hasna held his hand. He shook her hand once and while doing so, he ran his thumb fingertip over the space between her thumb and fingers. It was turning her on already.<\/p>\n
\u201cAhh,\u201d she moaned lightly as she pulled her hand back. But he was holding it, not letting go.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat are you doing, Rohan? There are people all over here! Let go,\u201d Hasna said almost silently, getting her face close to his left ear. He immediately let go.<\/p>\n
\u201cSorry, Hasna,\u201d he mumbled an apology.<\/p>\n
It wasn\u2019t long before the ones sitting in the seat in front of them stood up to get down. As Hasna quickly went in and sat at the window side seat, she heard one of the men who stood up, say \u201cGood luck tackling this one, little brother,\u201d to which she turned her head and saw the guy smiling at Rohan and Rohan smiling back.<\/p>\n
Rohan sat by Hasna, as the two guys went to get off the train.<\/p>\n
\u201cDo you know that guy?\u201d Hasna asked Rohan as he sat by her.<\/p>\n
\u201cNo, not really,\u201d he said as he confidently put his right arm around her shoulder, and held her right shoulder with his right hand. She was sitting to his right and the window was to her right.<\/p>\n
\u201cUhm, Rohan..are you sure we should be doing this?\u201d Hasna asked with a reluctant look as her left hand softly tried to push his hand off her right shoulder. He smiled at her, not letting go of her shoulder.<\/p>\n
He took off his backpack and placed it on her lap. \u201cHold it like this,\u201d he said, as she reluctantly held his backpack up and an inch or so away from her breast. He looked around to make sure nobody was watching them and placed his hand on Hasna’s right boob.<\/p>\n
~Sex starts~<\/strong><\/p>\n \u201cAh,\u201d Hasna gasped. She looked at him in an innocent, helpless look. He smiled sympathetically.<\/p>\n \u201cIt\u2019s okay, Hasna. Maybe it\u2019s your first time. But, after what happened yesterday, you know you want it too. WE, know you want it, don\u2019t you?\u201d He slowly whispered into her left ear through her thin headcover. She had her eyes closed and she nodded a yes, still reluctantly.<\/p>\n He kept squeezing her boobs over her salwar, simultaneously. She thought about what she was doing. She was letting a man whom she didn\u2019t know two days ago feel her intimate body parts. That was what she was doing.<\/p>\n As Hasna felt her pussy getting wet and her nipples getting erect, she quickly pulled out her hanky with her left hand and got it pressed against her mouth and nose. She was still holding his backpack up with her right hand.<\/p>\n \u201cMmmh,\u201d Hasna moaned into her hanky. Rohan smiled.<\/p>\n \u201cIf you already have a hard time containing your moans, I dunno what you will end up doing by the time I am done. It\u2019s only getting started,\u201d he whispered into her ear before getting to unbutton her salwar with his right hand.<\/p>\n Hasna froze. She couldn\u2019t even resist him. Sure, she didn\u2019t want to, but she shut down, basically.<\/p>\n She just held his backpack up, held her hanky against her face and closed her eyes, trying to make sure nobody saw what was happening inches behind the backpack.<\/p>\n Rohan swiftly unbuttoned the upper part of her salwar with his right hand and slid his hand inside. He started squeezing her boobs over her bra simultaneously. She started enjoying, letting him feel her boobs.<\/p>\n Her eyes widened when he started to pull her bra up and expose her boobs.<\/p>\n \u201cRohan, are you sure you wanna do this?\u201d she whispered into his left ear. He smiled.<\/p>\n \u201cOh baby, I wanna do a lot more than anything I can do in a train,\u201d he said as he slowly pulled up her bra and exposed her boobs to the fabric of her salwar.<\/p>\n He started playing with her left nipple with his right hand. He had his left-hand away.<\/p>\n He first nibbled her nipple up and down with his index fingertip for a few times. Then he pinched her nipple with his index and thumb fingers.<\/p>\n \u201cMhhh,\u201d Hasna moaned into her hanky.<\/p>\n \u201cOne day I am getting inside of that pussy of yours, you hear me?\u201d Rohan whispered into her ear as he kept her nipple pinched in his fingers.<\/p>\n Rohan wiggled her nipple up and down a few times with an increasing pace. He was pulling it more and more away with each wiggle until Hasna couldn\u2019t contain herself into her seat. She struggled a bit, holding his right forearm with her left hand.<\/p>\n \u201cYou\u2019re pushing me to the edge, Rohan,\u201d Hasna said, looking into his eyes with a smile, with her own eyes filled with tears. He smiled.<\/p>\n \u201cAre you sad, darling? Should I stop?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cNo, Rohan. Don\u2019t stop,\u201d she said, smiling. \u201cIt\u2019s just that..No man has made me feel the way you have right now. I\u2019m happy I met you.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cUh, it\u2019s a bit too late to be happy just yet,\u201d he said as he kissed her forehead. She closed her eyes and accepted it wholeheartedly as a tear dropped from her right eye.<\/p>\n \u201cBut I\u2019ll make sure you always feel happy at the end. Have my word,\u201d he said, looking into her eyes. Rohan slowly placed his left palm on her right cheek and Hasna placed her right hand on his left. His fingers were no longer running on her nipple.<\/p>\n They looked into each other\u2019s eyes like this for a few seconds which felt like an eternity to her. She finally snapped outta it as she left his hand and prepared her hanky, again.<\/p>\n \u201cKeep going, Rohan. I want it so badly,\u201d Hasna whispered, getting ready to take more of his finger.<\/p>\n Rohan smiled and pulled his hand out. She was surprised and looked at him.<\/p>\n \u201cMake it wet, Hasna,\u201d Rohan whispered as he placed his right index finger on her lips.<\/p>\n \u201cLick your lips,\u201d Rohan whispered again. She obeyed him.<\/p>\n Once she was done wetting her lips with her tongue, Hasna pulled it back inside and Rohan started drawing lines on her lips simultaneously.<\/p>\n Hasna loved the way Rohan’s hard fingertip felt against her soft lips, especially against her lower lip. She let him feel her lips for a while longer.<\/p>\n \u201cOpen your mouth, just a bit,\u201d Rohan whispered, trying to press his index and middle finger into her mouth. She opened her mouth and let his fingers through.<\/p>\n \u201cCoat your lips around my fingers, Hasna..that\u2019s it. Now suck them,\u201d Rohan whispered. She started sucking his fingers in her mouth. He was pulling his fingers in and out partially, getting them wet.<\/p>\n Later, he kept his fingers inside of her mouth and played with her tongue which made her smile.<\/p>\n Then he started pulling his now-wet fingers outta her mouth. He fully pulled them out. They were shining in the sunlight.<\/p>\n \u201cPart your headcover, Hasna, and open your neck all the way down.\u201d<\/p>\n Hasna didn\u2019t know why but she quickly put down her hanky and pulled her headcover apart. Now her neck was completely open.<\/p>\n Rohan drew two lines on her, starting from her lower lip, then to her chin, then all the way down her neck and all the way down to her cleavage. Hasna was running wild inside. She wanted to say a lot of things but no words came to her mouth. She loved the way Rohan’s fingertips felt in her cleavage and then under her left boob, around the base of it.<\/p>\n Hasna wished she could turn her face up and scream in pleasure but that would put them both in serious trouble. So, all she did was press the hanky into her face and moan.<\/p>\n \u201cMmmh.\u201d<\/p>\n Now Rohan’s fingers were running dry. He pulled out.<\/p>\n \u201cWant me to wet them again, Rohan?\u201d Hasna whispered sensually.<\/p>\n ~Sex ends~<\/strong><\/p>\n Rohan was about to answer when they were ripped outta their own world by the sounds of a mobile vendor.<\/p>\n \u201cCool water bottles, ladies and gentlemen…best stuff for your thirst and tiredness during the journey..\u201d he kept saying as he kept coming towards them.<\/p>\n \u201cI have a better idea,\u201d Rohan said, pulling his hand away from her.<\/p>\n His fingers were dry, so he pulled his wallet out without doing anything else as the vender closed by. Hasna had his backpack pressed against her chest area and looked outside the window pretending not to know him.<\/p>\n \u201cGive me a bottle, uncle..Here,\u201d Rohan said with a smile, taking a bottle away from the vendor and handing over the money.<\/p>\n \u201cThank you..triple gem bless you, dear child,\u201d the vender said, walking away from them.<\/p>\n \u201cYou too, uncle,\u201d Rohan mumbled before returning to what he was doing.<\/p>\n ~Sex starts~<\/strong><\/p>\n Hasna loosened Rohan’s backpack against herself to let his hand in. But he did something weird. He took the cold water bottle to her mouth.<\/p>\n \u201cLick it, Hasna.\u201d<\/p>\n Hasna obeyed immediately. It tasted weird due to a thin layer of dust over it, but soon it was nothing but her saliva over the place where she licked it.<\/p>\n Then, as Rohan brought it to her left boob, knowing what he wanted to do, Hasna pulled her salwar away with her left hand. Rohan placed the bottle against her lower part of her boob. Hasna felt a current running through her body. She immediately got her hanky pressed into her face again.<\/p>\n \u201cMmmmmh,\u201d she made a loud moan as he nibbled her nipple with the cold water bottle. The wetness of her own saliva on the bottle, the water drops appearing outside the bottle and the coldness of the bottle were making her even hotter.<\/p>\n \u201cOh I\u2019m so losing my virginity to this man one day,\u201d Hasna thought inside her mind. This was the first man she had ever got to know intimately, but she was sure that this was the man for her.<\/p>\n Hasna had her eyes and her mouth tight shut due to the extreme sensation she was feeling. She had her head now pressed tightly against the seat.<\/p>\n \u201cMhhhh,\u201d Hasna was still moaning into the hanky, but Rohan didn\u2019t stop.<\/p>\n Hasna felt she was almost about to come. She held his right hand with her left and he stopped immediately.<\/p>\n \u201cWhat is it, love?\u201d Rohan asked kindly, with a smile.<\/p>\n \u201cPlease, Rohan, I\u2019m about to lose myself. If you keep going, that might happen all over the seat. Please..can you stop?\u201d Hasna asked innocently. She knew that might even make him mad.<\/p>\n But Rohan just smiled and pulled out his bottle. He\u00a0put it down on the platform as he confidently placed his right arm around her shoulders and pulled her closer.<\/p>\n \u201cI wish we could be like this forever, Hasna,\u201d Rohan whispered, taking his face close to hers. He took her left thigh in his left hand and placed it on his right thigh in such a way her leg was now practically in between of his.<\/p>\n \u201cMh..I wish I could be a woman in your arms, Rohan.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWow, really? I didn\u2019t know you\u2019re still..New to all this..very well..we will see about that too, soon.”<\/p>\n Hasna expected him to say something like \u201cwow, really? You\u2019re a virgin? I didn\u2019t know. Are you sure you still wanna do this?\u201d But he didn\u2019t say any of that. He was confident in his action and she liked that about him.<\/p>\n Hasna didn\u2019t resist anything. Rohan placed his left palm on her right cheek. She closed her eyes. The stark contrast between her whitish skin and his dark one was imminent to anyone who looked at them at the moment.<\/p>\n Hasna slowly placed her left hand on his crotch area. She ran her hand over his pants through the entire length of his dick.<\/p>\n \u201cOh my God, it\u2019s so big, Rohan,\u201d Hasna whispered, looking back into his eyes.<\/p>\n \u201cYou want it inside of you?\u201d Rohan whispered back.<\/p>\n \u201cI dunno..if you promise not to rip me apart with it,\u201d Hasna whispered, smiling, rubbing his right hand up and down with her left palm. He rubbed her right cheek and her neck with his left palm.<\/p>\n As Rohan held her neck in his left hand, she didn\u2019t do anything but smile. He held his left forearm with her right hand.<\/p>\n \u201cAre you gonna strangle me, Rohan?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cNever..I\u2019ll cut my hand off before that.\u201d<\/p>\n They kept looking into each other\u2019s eyes for a while longer before they both pulled themselves in for a kiss. They kept their lips locked till the next stop came.<\/p>\n ~Sex ends~<\/strong><\/p>\n From the next stop, the train started getting packed. They quickly parted and she started preparing her dress. They became total strangers again for the rest of the journey.<\/p>\n \u201cHere\u2019s my number,\u201d Rohan said, handing her over his visiting card.<\/p>\n Hasna quickly missed call him back. He smiled as his phone buzzing was heard outside.<\/p>\n Her stop was reaching.<\/p>\n \u201cIt\u2019s my stop, Rohan. I gotta get off,\u201d Hasna said as Rohan turned aside to let her outta the seat.<\/p>\n \u201cWe shall meet again, Rohan,\u201d Hasna said happily, before heading to the door.<\/p>\n As the train left the station, the first thing she did was looking for a public toilet, to \u201crelieve\u201d herself.<\/p>\n Rohan was walking. It wasn\u2019t long before he received a message from Hasna.<\/p>\n \u201cRohan, I know this might sound weird but, I so badly wanna become a woman in your hands. Meet me at the university main gate at 12.00, or don\u2019t call or message me ever again. Do this, or we\u2019re done.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cSure thing, love. I\u2019ll be there,\u201d Rohan replied and put his phone back to his pocket.<\/p>\n \u201cThat\u2019s one hell of a nympho ass girl,\u201d he thought with a smile, as he kept walking.<\/p>\n ~Story ends~<\/strong><\/p>\n Thank you for reading my <\/span><\/p>\n Special thanks to the ISS admins for publishing my stories and doing a fine job at making sure the stories follow site guidelines.<\/p>\n Also, thanks to the lady who requested this story. I\u2019ll do my best to make you feel related.<\/p>\n Finally, thank you all my readers. You\u2019re the reason why I feel compelled to keep writing.<\/p>\n Add me on hangout, at \/cdn-cgi\/l\/email-protection” class=”__cf_email__” data-cfemail=”394a58575d514c495854585550405857585e5c795e54585055175a5654″>[email protected]. email me. Make me your requests, suggestions\u2026and complaints. 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