Midnight Train, Burning Desire

The rhythmic clatter of the train wheels was a steady pulse against the silence of the carriage, a soundtrack to the slow crawl across the countryside. I scanned the rows of seats, each one a potential encounter, a glimpse of something illicit and exciting. The air hung thick with the scent of stale coffee and nervous anticipation, a strange perfume that hinted at hidden desires. And then I saw you. Sitting innocently, lost in the view outside, a splash of color in the muted tones of the train. You were beautiful, undeniably so, and an immediate, primal lust ignited within me. I checked to make sure we were alone, a quick scan of the surrounding cars revealing no immediate threats, just fellow passengers lost in their own thoughts.

“Excuse me,” I said, my voice low and deliberately smooth. “Is this seat taken?”

You turned, a flash of surprise in your eyes, and answered, “No.” A casual dismissal, but it piqued my interest further. You casually turned away, a deliberate display of nonchalance that only fueled my desire to connect with you. As I settled into the seat beside you, a worn magazine in my hand, my mind began to race with fantasies of what might happen next. You seemed engrossed in your phone, scrolling through social media, oblivious to the simmering heat between us. I decided to take the offensive.

“You look so damn hot in that mini skirt,” I murmured, letting my gaze linger on your form. “And through your blouse, your breasts bounce up and down. It’s quite a sight.” A blatant attempt to draw you in, and I felt a surge of adrenaline as you glanced at me, a flicker of amusement in your eyes. I knew this was a gamble, a risky move, but the pull was too strong to resist. It was time to escalate things.

I cleared my throat and said, “Let me buy you a drink.” It was a classic line, but it felt fresh and genuine in the context of this charged atmosphere. You hesitated for a moment, then nodded. As we moved towards the dining car, my thoughts continued to spiral. The dimly lit coach set the stage for what felt like a clandestine rendezvous, a stolen moment of pleasure amidst the mundane routine of a long train ride.

I tried not to show my eagerness, my blatant curiosity and wicked observation hidden behind a facade of polite conversation. After a while, you stood and stretched, then casually walked away, disappearing down the aisle. But then, just as I was beginning to lose hope, you returned, silently slipping into the empty seat across from me. I feigned reading my magazine, my eyes scanning your features, taking in every detail of your appearance. It wasn’t long before you began to subtly change your position, a gentle movement that sent shivers down my spine. You slowly opened your legs slightly, and there it was, a tantalizing glimpse of your shaved pussy. My heart pounded in my chest as I watched, unable to tear my gaze away. Without a word, you continued to flash and tease, sending waves of heat through my body.

Suddenly, your hand reached out, gently touching your breast. It was an invitation, a blatant signal that you were ready for more. I couldn’t resist. I stood up and attempted to adjust my head rest, feeling the weight of your hand on my crotch, rubbing my bulge around. It was an intense sensation, both exhilarating and slightly alarming. Looking around frantically, I realized we were truly alone, isolated in this small space. The tension in the air thickened as you tugged at my zipper, sliding down onto the seat beside me with a swift, predatory grace. I was caught off guard, frozen in place as you eagerly took my semi-hard cock between your luscious lips. Your cute ass was in the air as you rocked your wide hips, teasing my raging cock with your wet, long tongue. I reached down under your short skirt to massage your mound, finding pleasure in the feeling of your skin against my fingertips. As you skillfully maneuvered my cock down your throat, my arousal intensified, pushing me closer to the brink.

This train experience was unlike anything I’d ever known. The train movement caused our bodies to sway smoothly, blending our desires with the rhythm of the rails. The sucking, licking, and deep throating felt like a perfect synchronization of our lustful impulses. My two fingers worked the inside of your sloppy, tight mouth while you expertly took my cock in your hand. Just as I thought you might go all the way, you stopped, allowing me a moment to breathe before continuing your assault.

As you knelt on the seat and held firmly to the strong head rest, your partially hidden ass and pussy under your skirt were an irresistible invitation. I dropped to my knees and buried my face between your smooth thighs, savoring the warmth of your body. You moaned as my tongue invaded your pussy, spreading your ass cheeks wide. Your pussy was profusely wet as I drank your intoxicating love juice, each hole reamed by my tongue. The train movement continued, a constant reminder of the intimacy we were sharing. The sounds of our pleasure blended together, creating a symphony of sensation.

Then, you stood up, placing me between your legs, allowing me to explore your ample curves. As you began to squat downward, my flagpole found its destination. I tried to push upwards but your pussy teasingly circled my fat cock, making me hesitate. Finally, you allowed me inch by inch to dive in your cave, descending deeper into the depths of your pleasure. You took the full length and stayed down a bit confidently, a silent signal that you intended to take control. Slowly, you began to grind my cock against your pelvic bone, the friction sending shivers through my core. Intense moans escaped your lips as my cock swelled harder, lost in the pleasure of your touch. I nibbled on your ear and neck while rubbing your back, enjoying the sensation of your body against mine. Unbuttoning your blouse released firm tits, your erect nipples the best part of your body. Smothering my face between them while you ride my shaft to the crest, I knew I couldn't wait any longer before unleashing the torrent of pleasure within me.

I sat next to you so we can catch our cummly breath. You were still moaning and squirming from your needs just being met. Suddenly, you stood on the seat with me sitting between your legs. Slowly, you began to squat downward so my flagpole can be fed, allowing just my cockhead a sneak preview inside your wet twat. I tried to push upwards but your pussy teasingly circled my fat cock. Eventually, you allowed inch by inch to dive in your cave deeply. Then, you took the full length and stayed down a bit confidently. Slowly you began to grind my cock against your pelvic bone, and from your sexy lips escaped some really intense moans. I nibbled on your ear and neck while rubbing your back, giving your tight ass several firm hand smacks. Unbuttoning your blouse released firm tits, your erect nipples were the best part of your body. Smothering my face between them while you ride my shaft to the crest, I knew I cannot take this longer before I shoot you full of milkshake.

I stood and lifted you with my cock still buried in your water gate. Then, I laid you on your back and spread your legs high and wide, massaging your engorged breasts and nipples, my cock beginning to slide. Such a hot diva you are, so much energy, my cock I wish you would again blow. Instead, I lick your pussy while pumping two fingers deep up inside very slow, sucking on your very swollen clit until you can no longer lay still. My cock wants to renter your dripping slit so it can give you its fill. Sliding my bursting cock deep up into your hot slick hole, deeper in your pussy feels so good as my cock reach its goal. Holding your legs and pushing them back behind your head, my cock begins to exit while you beg my cock to be fed. Pumping in long strokes from my cockhead to my balls sack, you try to control your moans, groans and nasty voicing while I plough your cunt full of cock meat at your beckoning. I quickly flip you and place you on all fours for another attack, and immediately fill your greedy pussy with my power jack. Spanking your ass while I roughly ride you from behind, fingering your anal button, in every part of you I take pride. Your tight dripping pussy I cannot bring myself to vacate. You begin to rub the top of your clit as if to masturbate. I sense that all too familiar feeling festering in my shaft, hoping you will be able to handle the aftermath.

My intense orgasm began in your cunt and continued over your ass, pulsating cock between your ass cheeks spurts every drop to its last. We both collapse on the train cushy seat to continue our journey. We had boarded the train through separate cars and doors. In our role play today, you, my wife, I adore you.

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