This is the first erotic story I have ever posted! So please, write and tell me what you think (la_gouine@hotmail.com). This story is based on real-life events!
Title: Train Encounter Author: La Gouine (=dyke) ***************************
My heart skipped a beat when I saw him board the train and sit down in the seat across the aisle from mine. There was just something about him, something I couldn't quite put my finger on, that made my mouth go dry and my blood pulse in my temples.
He was impeccably dressed in a perfectly tailored gray flannel suit, white button-down shirt, and a nice blue tie. His dark brown hair was perfectly slicked back in a look that just suited him perfectly. His face was not square, but not slight, just the way I like it. He had beautifully blue eyes.
I couldn't tear my eyes from him, not matter how hard I tried. I just stared in awe, even when he turned and looked my dead in the eye. I must have gasped, and I know that I blushed deeply. He just smiled, rather contentedly, I might add, and turned back to his paper.
I began to feel hot and slightly dizzy so, with all of my effort, I tore my lustful stare from that man and went to the bathroom to splash my face. I stepped into the cramped Amtrak bathroom, locked the door, and leaned against it and sighed deeply. What had just happened to me? I wondered as I splashed nice cold water on my face. My pulse was beating wildly and I could feel that oh-so-familiar stirring between my legs. I knew my pussy must be getting quite wet. I reached down and began to rub my clit through the rough fabric of my jeans. It felt good, but I knew it was not going to be enough, and so I turned off the running water and opened the bathroom door. And there was my man, standing there waiting for, I guessed, the bathroom (although I hoped he was waiting for me). He firmly grabbed hold of my wrist and huskily said, "Follow me."
He kept ahold of my wrist as he lead me through two or three passenger cars and the cafe car into the first luggage car at the back of the train. He opened the door and pulled me in behind him. Before the door was even shut, his mouth was on mine, his tongue pushing urgently past my lips, his hands exploring my back and my ass. I returned his kiss with passion, meeting his thrusting tongue with mine. My knees went weak, but his strong arms were there to support me. I had never felt anything like this before, never had a kiss awakened such fire within me.
He then lead me over to a stack of luggage and gently sat me down on top of it. His mouth was on mine again, his hands, now bolder, slipped under my tank top and caressed my breasts. I thought I was going to orgasm just from that contact. He rolled my erect nipples between his thumb and forefinger as he continued to kiss me. And then he pulled back and slipped the tank top over my head. As he bent down, he looked me right in the eyes and smiled, then took my right nipple into his glorious mouth. I moaned loudly, thrusting my chest forward and clutching his head to me.
He played his tongue over me extremely sensitive nipple and bit it lightly, and then switched to the other one. Then I felt one of his hand pressing against my aching pussy. "Oh please," I gasped to him, as his thumb found the spot right above my clit, "I need you so badly!"
He let go of my nipple and knelt on the floor in front of my. He hurriedly unbuttoned my jeans and pulled them and my now soaking panties off in one move, dragging my sandals off with them. I spread my legs wide for him and he passionately kissed my slit.
His tongue and fingers were everywhere, in me, on my clit, up my ass. I couldn1t tell what was his tongue and what were his fingers. I had never experienced anything remotely close to this before. I felt a huge orgasm building within me when he just focused on my clit, sucking it hard and slightly biting it. Just as I was about to come, he pushed three fingers up my pussy and one up my ass. Then my orgasm hit, and wave after wave of orgasm overtook me. My body shook as my tight muscles clenched at his fingers up my pussy and ass, my juice flowed everywhere. I cried out, I1m sure everyone on the train heard me. He did not stop his assault on my clit, pussy, and ass until I almost passed out.
Then, he stood up, lifted my head to his and kissed me hard, I tasted my own juices from his mouth, something I had never down before and I was quite a turn-on. Wanting to repay him his kindness, I stood and gently pushed him to sit on the luggage where I was just sitting. He complied and let me kiss him passionately, rubbing my body up and down his, and pushing a knee between his legs.
I then knelt, not wanting to waste anytime with foreplay, and started to undo his pants. I felt his hand on my head, tipping it back so he could look me in the face when he said, "Be sure, be sure you want to do this."
"I'm sure," I said, never having been so sure of anything in my life before. I continued to undo his pants and, without even taking them off, I reached my hand inside to find a cleanly shaven and very wet pussy. I looked up at her, smiled broadly, and continued to finger her wonderful pussy. Then, brought my mouth to her crotch, tongued her through the fine wool of her suit pants. She must have been much more as excited than I was, because she came before I had a chance to take those nicely tailored pants off. She clutched my head to her pussy, wrapping her strong legs around my neck and came and came.
My parents have met my new "boyfriend" and they just love him! "He's so well mannered, and nice, and well dressed, and HANDSOME too!" they tell me. I tell him the same thing when we are in bed at night and I fuck that lovely shaven pussy of "his!"
**************** "Watch out, she might start humping your leg..."