One Night on a Train
One Night on a Train
by
Kelsey Charisma
KINDLE EDITION
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One Night on a Train
Copyright © 2012 by Kelsey Charisma
www.kelseycharisma.blogspot.com
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Blurb:
When
Megan went on a long trip, traveling through Europe, she bunked up with Euro
stud Paulo on a vacation she wouldn’t forget anytime soon.
Other Titles by Kelsey Charisma
:
BLINDFOLDED SURPRISE
SEX WITH DADDY
WHAT HAPPENS AT SLUMBER
PARTIES
BATTERY OPERATED
BOYFRIEND (ROBOT FETISH)
1
Megan was excited her trip around Europe had finally begun.
It almost didn’t happen when her best friend, who was supposed to go with her,
got mono. Megan ended up bickering with her folks for three days until they
caved. Everything was in place anyway; all the hotels, bus tours, and even a
boat trip were paid for. There was no reason that a $5,000 trip, and her
graduation present, should go to waste because her BFF got sick.
She was thrilled to be away from home, and because of it,
she was chatty
cathy
to
anyone next to her. She didn’t stop talking until she got into the sleeping
cart and found out some guy was already occupying her room. There were two
bunks, and one of them was supposed to belong to Jenny. Apparently, she had
canceled all the reservations and they were given to someone else.
The guy in her room was a thin man around thirty-five. He
was European of course. At the moment she was taking a train through Amsterdam.
“Hello.” He said with a thick accent that was sexy as hell. She hadn’t thought
he was that gorgeous until he talked to her. She smiled, which slowly grew
wider when she saw he was looking at some magazine of nude women. Since he went
back to looking at the centerfold, she decided to leave the sleeping cart and
go eat. She was trying to do everything possible to ignore the tour group she
was traveling with and be independent. She didn’t return until it was dark out.
He was sleeping up on the top bunk when she came in.
She changed into her pajamas, a long and loose button up
shirt with white a bra and panties. Then she got into the bottom bunk and went
to sleep. Sometime in the middle of the night she felt a depression on the bed.
She woke up instantly to see the man getting off his bunk. She suppressed a
smile, because she noticed he slept completely in the nude. She thought,
Europeans
, and wanted to snigger because
she spied him as he walked across the room with a bare, white ass. He headed to
the bathroom, and kept the door wide open. She watched through partially open
eyes as he held his dick. She wondered how big he was when hard, because he
seemed large even while soft. From what she could tell, he looked about five
inches.
As he washed his hands, he looked at her through the mirror.
While he watched her, Megan realized the tables were turned. All her moving
around as she had slept had lifted her long shirt to her waist giving him a
perfect view of her tiny panties. Also, she had kicked her blankets off until
only one leg was partially covered, and the buttons to her night shirt, which
she kept comfortably loose down to the third button, now exposed one of the
cups to her little white bra. Realizing how enticing her body looked, she
decided to toy with him and moaned while she rolled onto her side like she was
tired. Unfortunately, the shifting gave her a one sided wedgie, but she was
sure it did the trick. She was most definitely turning him on if he wasn’t returning
to bed.
He was quiet after he shut off the water, but she could feel
his eyes on her, particularly where her panties rode up her cheeks like a
thong. She knew he wasn’t going up to his bed. She strained her ears, listening
for almost ten minutes, but he still hadn’t returned to his bed.
His breathing got heavier, and then she felt it. He touched
her panties, pulling the fabric out from between her cheeks. She couldn’t
believe he was bold enough to touch her, and his daring action instantly turned
her on. She began to wonder what it would be like to fuck this stranger in the
middle of the night. The situation alone was hot enough that their sex would be
phenomenal, and probably the best she ever had.
He slid his fingers along the curve of her butt until his
hand cupped her cheek and he continued to inch toward the entrance of her
pussy, but paused. She didn’t dare move, but silently breathed as she listened
for any sound to help her understand what he was doing. She hoped he was
jacking off, and thought she imagined the faint sound of wet tugging, but when
it grew louder she was positive the man was touching himself.
She wanted to laugh. It was so hilarious that some old guy
wanted her eighteen-year-old body to the point he had to give himself a little
rubdown in the middle of night. But most of all she felt beautiful and wanted.
She suppressed a smile, and decided she’d mess with him further. Maybe show him
a little more skin so he would know exactly what he was missing out on, or if
he was bold enough he’d take. Before she moved, she made her silly grin fall
that she fought hard to keep from growing until there was no evidence she liked
his attention. Then she moaned again, sounding sexual, and lay on her back
while opening one leg. Then she thought,
yep,
that’s my pussy down there mister.
She wanted to laugh even harder, when he
temporary stilled his actions before gradually starting back up. His wet cock,
he noisily spanked while slathered with pre-cum, was loud enough she didn’t
have to concentrate on the noise to know he was busily stroking away. Maybe it
was totally wrong to think so, but she felt truly sexy laying there sprawled
out for some stranger who was moved by her sex appeal to such naughty actions.
She wanted his sex more and more by the second.
His breathing continued to get louder. He sure liked to beat
it a long time! Maybe he was some kind of fiend that wanted sex all the time.
Megan heard about sex addicts liking to get laid some nineteen times from dusk
to dawn. She wanted to laugh; she was bunked up with probably the only pervert
on the train. She could definitely go for a few romps with him if that was the
case.
He touched her leg with his thigh by leaning into her. She
felt the wiggling of his dick against her when he set his cock right on her
panties. A minute later, when she didn’t move, he lifted her panties at the
side of her leg just as hot cum trickled down between her open lips. She felt
so dirty, and not because she let some stranger on the train ejaculate on her,
but because his wet semen made her want to masturbate with his cum. The feeling
was so strong, she almost moved her hand toward her apex, but she couldn’t
muster the guts to let him know she was awake. Where was her bravery when it
really mattered? All her desire to sleep with him couldn’t be found when she
needed to act.
She didn’t have long to agonize over her frustrations. The
stranger slowly began to inch down her panties obviously wanting much more than
to cum on her. He was careful and unhurried, not wanting her to stir. She held
completely still for him, trying her best to accommodate him. Little by little
he
shimmied
her panties down to her knees, while
cautiously moving her body until he easily slipped her legs free.
She braced herself for him to crawl over her, and held her
breath knowing how terrible it was that she wished he’d fill her with his sex,
but he disappointed her. Instead of coming to her for sex, he delicately
unbuttoned her shirt, and slowly revealed her body to him. He went back to
breathing hard, obviously touching himself again. A few minutes later he
apparently couldn’t take it anymore. He folded the cups to her bra down, leaned
in close and licked her nipple with a light touch from the tip of his tongue.
She hardly felt it, but the cool of the air made her sensitive and without
looking she knew her nipples were getting hard. He was testing her limits, and
she was determined not to move or make a sound. She could slowly begin to moan
later but she feared if she did now he would stop.
He kissed her nipple, and then licked it in circles.
Unhurriedly, he added one variation to his routine before daring to start over
and test how much he could take of her while she slept. Soon he had a pattern
of sucking on a nipple, kissing over to the other breast, drawing her other tit
into his mouth before licking the sensitive tip, and then scrapping his bottom
teeth on her taut nub. She couldn’t take it anymore, she moaned so faintly but
the sound was the only relief she had from his slow torturous ways. He did
nothing fast, and didn’t rush to enter her. Her pussy was growing tight and
hot. She needed to be rubbed with a rough, fast sex to appease the aching in
her lower abdomen. Why wasn’t he getting on top of her and doing
her
in his own cum? He was greedily massaging his own stiff
dick but leaving her to feel empty.
“Mm,” she murmured a little louder when he nibbled on her
ribs, and she debated on breathing a positive word like
yes
, but she didn’t because he put his hand on her knee and began
to rub. He was getting close to wanting to be inside her and she could feel it
in the aching walls of her core. Again he drove her wild with lustful insanity
as he inched up her thigh. He immediately went to the folds of her lips, and
slid his finger along the slick mess of cum over her clit. He began to slide
his semen down, and into her opening. She almost shook with untamed heat when
he easily slipped his finger deep inside while wet with his juice.
“Oh, yeah, baby.” He whispered barely over a breath. “You’re
so ready for cock.” He circled his finger in her. “You’re a naughty girl.
You’re not a virgin. I can tell. I bet you’ve had some big cock in you, but not
as big as mine.” He was muttering to himself so faintly she had difficulty
understanding him with his sexy accent.
Fuck!
She was so hot for him! “You don’t need stretching.”
As he worked his finger deeper into her, he crawled into the
small bed. He hovered over her, and got between her legs. Megan held her
breath. She couldn’t believe he was doing this to her. He was simply going by
her moans to gauge her enjoyment, and taking her. It was so fucking hot! She
wondered if he was contemplating if she was truly awake or not, but he didn’t
even pause to press his thick dick against her opening. She was wet with his
cum, and he should have slid in with his gradual pressure, but the girth of his
head was too big. He had to pump his hips to get his cock nice and wet only to
nudge it in. He started spreading her open. “Oh, yeah, there we go.” The tip of
his fat cock crammed into her. He was so big he had to rub some more of his cum
along his shaft to pack himself into her tight. After that he sunk into her by
pushing in with great force. She couldn’t help but moan when he penetrated and
stretched her with his girth. When he was firmly against her cervix, he stayed
deep for a few seconds. “You’re a good girl, baby.” He praised her as if he had
liked the fact that she remained still and quiet.