Traveling by train can be more fun if you have a nice, female companion in the same compartment….
Last summer I was once on a train. It was already late and there were no other passengers. I was reading a paper, when the train stopped and a young woman got in. She sat down in front of me.
She stared out of the window, which gave me the nice opportunity to peek at her from out of my paper. She had a beautiful face, with radiant eyes, a small nose and full sensual lips, likely made for kissing and for a lot more :)
She was built voluptuously and wore a low-cut tight top that showed a pair of magnificent breasts, with erect nipples standing out against the fabric. No bra for sure! When I lowered my gaze I saw two shapely, slender legs under a very short miniskirt. She was still staring out of the window when she pulled one leg up, put her foot on the seat and leaned her elbow on her knee. Apparently she did not notice that her skirt had slid up, so that I had a full view of her crotch and, oh my, she wore no panties! I saw a lovely shaved pussy with nice fleshy lips, so fucking sweet and appealing. I got a dry throat and my heart increased beating. I was so perplexed that I put my paper down and could nothing do but stare at her like charmed. Then she looked back at me and smiled. The sweetest smile I ever saw. A bit embarrassed I smiled back. After a while however her eyes got wide. She swallowed and licked her lips, staring at me with her mouth half open.
Then, I realized, that she was not looking at my face, but at a lower part of my body. She was still smiling, but differently, with secret amusement. I followed her eyes down my body and… oh, my God! In my haste to catch the train in time I had, by all accounts forgotten to zip my fly up. My penis peeped outside my pants, growing bigger and bigger with each jiff, until it stood proudly upright, in full splendor, like a totem pole! What should I do? Putting it back, zipping up and saying “sorry” would be ridiculous. The woman was visibly pleased with what she saw, which I could understand, as my cock might please and look like a very special organ. It was now big and smooth, covered with fat veins on all his length. It would be cruel to disappoint her by hiding the object of my pride behind a piece of clothing called a zipper. So I acted as if nothing was out of the ordinary like I didn’t catch her look and just smiled at her. She, in turns, looked right in my eyes with a longing look.
Then she lowered her hand and touched her pussy with a finger. After that she showed me her finger. It was dripping wet. She looked at my penis again, reached over, touched my penis and stroked it with her wet finger softly along the shaft.
It was enough to make me feel damn burning and set my entire body on fire. I trembled with excitement and on the tip of my penis a clear drop of pre cum appeared, like a dew drop on a flower bud, and slowly trickled down.
With an eager expression she suddenly bent over and licked it up with her tongue. “Mmm,” she said, tasting it with visible delight. I almost exploded. Looking up at me she smiled again and put her lips around the head of my dick, exploring it with her tongue.
I moaned and groaned and my heart was thumping against my breastbone. Meanwhile she got my balls out of my trousers and played with them, fondling them softly. Slowly she lowered her head and took my penis deep in her mouth. And then she began to suck me off: up, down, up, down, with slurping and sucking sounds. Her tongue moved around and around and made me almost mad with desire. Nervously my hand sought her pussy. It was all in juice. My finger found her vagina and went inside, and out, then in, out and in.
She trembled and moaned, sucking faster and faster. Soon my finger got at her swollen clit and I tickled it. She let go of my cock, cried out and came immediately, time after time, in almost endless waves of orgasms. Then she took my penis in her mouth again, as deep as possible. At that point I could not hold out any more and my pulsing penis squirted a load deep into her throat with an explosion of pleasure.
When it was over she took my face between her hands and gave me a deep French kiss, sharing the semen with me. Suddenly the train stopped. She stood up, smoothed her skirt, blew me a kiss and got off the train, leaving me behind, bewildered and dazed, with only her body perfume.
I never saw her again, except in some of my wet dreams.
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