Reminiscence
April 6th, 2009This girl has a lot of sluttish memories to share with her friend, she’s been fucked in all of her holes and when these memories come to her head, they make her pussy leak and she wants a fat cock in all of her sluttish holes…
We took the train late at night. The trip would take about 5 hours and we felt no need in sleep. We were in perfect mood as the holidays were wonderful.
I looked at the night darkness out of the window and started talking about sex. I decided to tell my friend one story that really took place in my life.
Wintertime… I finished work too late that day and was standing at the bus stop waiting for the bus to come though I realized it wouldn’t come so late and I had to think of other means of transport to use. It was very cold and I tried to move to get warm. There was no one beside me at the stop. I felt worried. Half an hour later I was desperate. No bus, no taxies…
Suddenly I saw two lights. It was a car. It stopped near me. The driver opened his door and asked:
- Would you like me to give you a lift?
- No, thank you.
- It’s free. I feel sorry for you standing here in such cold weather…
- I live not far from here and if you…
- Ok! Get in. Don’t be afraid.
You won’t believe me but I agreed, believed him and got into the car. At last I felt warm, the music was playing and the man seemed to me normal. I laughed flirtatiously, smiled, thanked him, told him some nonsense, for example, I told him nobody was waiting for me at home and I could spend the whole night out if I wanted…
He suddenly said:
- If you’re not in a hurry I wanna take you to the paradise!
- Sounds romantic! And what paradise can you offer me?
The man turned round his car and we started driving in the unknown direction.
- Don’t be afraid, you’ll be at home by 1 am.
The car was moving too fast. My heart was pounding. And I was sitting quietly being afraid to say or ask something. We passed the police car, then turned to the motorway. I was really scared!
- Where are we going? Stop the car! We should return to the city!
My mind was showing me the most horrible pictures of my death. I was shocked and terrified. I was going to die soon!!! And I couldn’t do anything. I was sitting still, making no attempts to get out of the car or shout.
- Why are you so afraid? – He grinned. – We’re driving to my country house. It’s near here. And you’ll have an opportunity to thank me for driving you home.
- No, please, let’s return to the city. I don’t want to the paradise!!!
I think my face was so frightened at that moment that the man felt sorry for me and turned the car round. We soon entered the city again. The car turned into a small street and stopped.
To tell you the truth, I felt much better when I saw apartment buildings through the frozen window. I gave a sigh of relief as if I was already safe. The man touched my cheek.
- Don’t be afraid of me. Everything will be all right. You’ll like it…
I was trying not to think about what was going to happen. The man was rather thin and smiled boldly. He had red moustache and a huge mole on the neck. I wasn’t afraid of him. He didn’t seem to be a maniac.
He said he had little time. He gripped me by the neck and bend my head to kiss me. I squeezed my teeth. He tried to penetrate my mouth and was unbuttoning my fur coat at the same time. He suddenly put his hand under my sweater and I felt he was pinching my nipple skillfully, having moved the bra aside.
My breasts are a great erogenic zone and I can even climax from a good stimulation. His manipulations with my bust made me moan. I was enjoying the process much. I opened my mouth and said to myself: “Let it be the way it goes…”.
We began kissing, our tongues were fighting fiercely. Without tearing himself from my lips the driver took off my fur coat and I raised my arms to let him pull off the sweater. The heating was on and I felt very comfortable about the temperature in the car…
We put my seat down and I lay on it with my bare boobs. The man was licking them, tickling me with his moustache and breathing so excitingly…
- You’ve got perfect tits… - He was mumbling and biting my nipples.
I was moaning louder and louder arching my back. I had a taste of adrenaline, fear and lust in my mouth. The driver pulled down my jeans, tights and panties – all together. My thighs were now in his full view as well as my pubis which was covered in hairs as I hadn’t shaved it for a long time (I couldn’t have know someone would want to fuck me!)
My jeans were pulled down to the knees and didn’t allow me to move freely but it was quite all right for the man who put his hand between my legs and started rubbing my pussy.
- You’re a bitch, a lecherous bitch, - he was saying loudly, - what a bitch you are!!! Do you like it, bitch, do you like it???
It was the first time someone had called me this way and I didn’t know how to react to that. He put his head on my boobs and was licking them. His fingers were working in my crotch. I raised my thighs a bit and he began fucking me with his fingers pushing three or four of his digits into my vagina. I was moaning and twitching under him.
The minutes of excitement would occasionally be changed by the ones of cold thoughts like “What on earth is happening here? I need to be at home…”
The man unzipped his fly and released the cock. It was rather small I must say. The driver put my hand on it and ordered me to masturbate him. I began stroking the shaft feeling how hard and warm it was. The man’s eyes were wild, he was ogling me. My touch made him exclaim:
- Come on, bitch!!!
He pushed his fingers into my mouth, stretched my lips and forced me to lick and suck his digits. Then he put his hand on my neck and wanted to choke me. His cock was sliding easily in my hands.
- Will you take it into your mouth? Will you suck me?
I refused but he pressed my neck tighter and said:
- Of course, you will. You’ve got no choice!
He bent my head and impaled my mouth on the cock. My tongue pressed against the head and I mumbled. I can remember that bitter taste of urine and the smell…
I was 19 then but had no experience in sucking that’s why I was very unsure of what to do. The man released me and took a condom from his pocket. I had to be waiting submissively when he would finish with the condom…
- Turn your butt to me, I want to fuck you in a doggy style!!!
I obeyed and turned round. My legs were still very restrained by my clothes and I felt uncomfortable… With my bare ass in front of him I was waiting for his further actions… The man approached and passed his cock between my halves. Then he spread the buttocks and entered me up to the balls. I felt the piston was moving inside me. The position was very uncomfortable for me. I felt no enjoyment, it was a simple fucking…
The man suddenly pressed on my anus with his finger. It was again the first time in my life that someone touched that spot. He put the digit inside and started developing the hole. I felt discomfort and began twitching my ass to prevent the driver from doing that.
- No way! Or I’ll fuck your ass! – And he built the tempo.
Now he was drilling into my vagina with his penis and into my butt with his finger. My attention was focused on my anal. It was dry and painful and inconvenient. A few seconds later he ejaculated…
He slapped my ass, and sat on his seat pulling the condom off with a smile. I began putting on my jeans, tights and panties….
We drove back in silence. Only music was heard in the car. I looked into the window trying to understand what had happened. I had been fucked, not well, by the way, and this was even more humiliating. I envisioned myself with my bare butt open for him – a silly image! And it was me – one of the best students of my course, a professional at work and a respected and proud girl. I even couldn’t find a boyfriend because my requirements were too high…
He drove me home safely and offered to meet again. I said nothing and left the car.
A month later I was standing at the same bus stop. A car that seemed familiar to me stopped close. And at that very moment a bus arrived. I took the bus and looked at the car. It was He.
He could go to that same place on purpose as he probably wanted to meet me again or it was just an accident. The bus turned right and the car disappeared. We never saw each other again…
***
The train was moving slowly. My friend said nothing. And I didn’t ask for comments. Then she smiled and pointed at the upper shelf where a young man was lying and masturbating fiercely under the thin blanket. It was my story that had turned him on. We laughed.
A conductor knocked at the door. He was about 50 years old, bald, fat and sweaty. He said his name was Paul. His compartment was close to us and he had obviously heard my story either. He came up to me, squatted and began stroking my knees saying:
- Paul is good, Paul is tender…
He probably had some mental problems but looked like a kind man. He suggested us free chocolate, tea, bananas. We laughed at him and asked cigarettes and sausage. He took me by the hand and led to his compartment promising to give a bar of chocolate. As soon as I entered he locked the door.
His fat fingers started touching me under my skirt. He kept saying:
- Paul is good, Paul is tender…
I can remember drops of sweat sliding down his bald head. I laughed and said my friend was waiting for the tea. He put me on the table and pulled off my panties. The compartment was so small that I had no opportunity to tear myself away. I felt the cold surface of the table with my butt. I was twitching my legs but the man was persistent in parting them.
He kneeled down and clang to my crotch. I had an impression that he was thirsty and my cunt was like a source of water in a desert… It was both funny and horrible to see a fat man on his knees and feel his tongue between my legs. He pressed his nose to my pubis and moved closer to my clit.
He was moving his head from side to side trying to spread my labia. Then he started licking and sucking me too sharply. I wasn’t enjoying that and it was so unexpected… I put my hand on his head and made an attempt to push him away but he mumbled something and smacking his lips kept eating my pussy.
Suddenly he bit my clitoris. I gave a scream and pushed him away from me. He stopped, recovered his breath and wiping the sweat from his forehead asked:
- Don’t you like it?
He looked at me so pitifully that I gave a smile.
- You’re too fast and too persistent! And you bite me! – I replied allowing him to correct his mistake.
Paul smiled and stroked my thighs tenderly. Then he passed his hand over my pubis that was wet from his saliva… I leaned against the table and raised my legs giving myself away to him and his pleasures.
Now he was licking slowly. His tongue was making circular movements around my hole, then it penetrated inside and moved to the clit carefully. I liked that a lot but thoughts that he could ask me to give him a head or do something else as a reward for eating me spoilt the sensations.
I concentrated on my sensations and that allowed me to climax soon, though the orgasm wasn’t very bright… When the man heard me moaning he smiled and put my panties on…
- Have you enjoyed my caress? – He asked putting me down from the table.
- Yeah, it was great… My friend is waiting for me… I must go… Thank you… But…
- Sure, let’s go… Paul is good…
I passed my hand over his zip playfully but there was no bulge… The man removed my hand and smiled shyly…We left his compartment.
My friend met some guy and the three of us started talking. The conductor returned to his room.
I guess my red cheeks revealed everything but no one asked questions.
The next station was our city and we got off the train. Paul waved his hand from his window to me…
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April 30th, 2009 at 3:44 am
yes
July 20th, 2009 at 6:26 pm
What a play ful nice girl you are. Can you let me lick your pussy and armpits.