Strangers on a Train
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After my hot weekend fucking and sucking Ian and the girls, I was almost relieved to be catching the train home, if only for a little rest and relaxation. I say “almost” because the moment I boarded the train I just hoped I'd be seeing Lisa again, Lisa the sexy, blonde train manager who had helped to make our journey down so eventful. Every time there was an announcement I longed to hear the sweet Scottish tones of my super-hot lover. And every time I was disappointed.
Until the train pulled out of Preston.
And there she was, asking us to have our tickets ready for inspection, apologising for the slight late-running of the train, assuring us she would be with us all the way back to Waverley. And the moment I heard her voice, my pussy started to tingle, hoping against hope that she could find time for me before the journey's end.
The train that day was not particularly busy and it didn't take Lisa long to make her way carriage by carriage to where I was sitting at a table for two by the window. There was no-one else nearby, no-one I could spend the journey fantasising about, but when I saw Lisa walking towards me my heart leaped and skipped as if I were a blushing teenager.
She wasn't wearing a jacket today, simply a black pencil skirt that came just below her knees and a red blouse that I swear she deliberately kept a size too small to emphasise her perky breasts. As you'll remember, they were not especially big breasts, but they were very shapely. And was it my imagination, but could I make out those hard nipples straining against the satin fabric? Whatever. She excited me afresh in ways that I would never have thought possible from someone in her work-a-day clothes. Though I have to say that her blonde hair was shown off to perfection against that red material.
She recognised me at once. “Alice!” she exclaimed. “How lovely to see you again. I've been hoping to bump into you again. And here you are.” She beamed as she spoke, and it was quite obvious that she wanted me as much as I wanted her. It was like being in love all over again, two mutually attracted women eager to get away from the hum-drum life around them and sink into a place where they could explore each other and be happy in a world where only they existed.
“Lisa,” I managed to say, my mouth dry with nervous excitement at meeting my girlfriend again. “I really hoped you'd be on this train, but when you didn't appear I felt deflated and disappointed.”
“It's the way our shifts work,” she explained. “This time of day I'm usually on the final leg from Preston to Waverley. And you know what the good thing about that is?”
“No, tell me.”
She sat down opposite me and took my hands in hers, her blue eyes looking deeply into mine. “It means that we have that long stretch from Carlisle to Haymarket when there's nothing much for me to do except see to the comfort of the passengers.” She stroked my hand as she spoke. “Comfort and pleasure. At least for one particular passenger. Have you been thinking of me, Alice?”
“You know I have, sweetie. I can still taste your pussy if I close my eyes. And that makes me wet all over again. I have masturbated while I remember the things we got up to last time.”
“You make me happy when you say that, Alice. You may not believe this, but I really don't do that sort of thing very often, but somehow you were very special. And I too have been fingering myself as I think of the dirty hot sex we had. It was fun, wasn't it?”
“It certainly was. You must think I'm a real slut the way we carried on.”
“Maybe I do. But I like that. You're a kind of innocent slut, if there is such a thing. You strike me as the kind of girl who's a bit demure, maybe even prudish, on the outside, but once you get going you love to act and play the whore.”
“You can read me like a book,” I laughed. “Would it surprise you to learn that beneath this denim dress I'm wearing matching lace bra and panties and stockings with suspenders? My bra has very thin straps, so much sexier, and my panties are actually crotchless.”
“It doesn't surprise me at all,” she replied. “You just ooze sexuality. And would you believe that beneath this staid uniform I'm wearing thigh-highs and no panties at all? You can probably see the outline of my bra if you look closely.”
I tore my eyes away from hers and stared hard at her breasts. She thrust them forward a little, and sure enough I could see her bra plainly outlined against the red blouse. And I had been right – her nipples were clearly visible now. “Lisa,” I mumbled, “You are making me so horny. Are your nipples hard because of me?”
“Of course they are, lover.” She squeezed my hand and lifted it to her lips then kissed each finger in turn, slipping each one inside her mouth and flicking her tongue against it as she did so.
It felt very erotic to be doing something so simple and yet so sexy with this lusty young woman. I knew my pussy was leaking now but could little about it except squeeze my legs together, which of course only made me feel more horny as the pressure grew round my wet cunt.
I took one hand away from Lisa's grasp and reached under the table to feel her stockinged legs. She continued to kiss my fingers while my hand made its way up her thigh under her staid skirt. I could just about reach her pussy, and even though she'd told me she wasn't wearing any panties, I still felt a shock as it touched her bare pussy. I was happy to feel that it was leaking juice as much as mine.
Suddenly, Lisa sat upright and broke off contact with me. “Oh, Alice, honey, I'm so sorry. I'm going to have to go for a short while. There are a couple of stations coming up and I really have to do a bit of work. I would love to stay here and explore your delicious body, but that's just going to have to wait. Can you forgive me?”
“I'll do my best,” I pouted, mock-sulkily. “You can't know how much I'm aching for your tongue between my legs right now. And if what I felt just know is an indication, I think you want the same. Tell me I'm right.”
“You're right,” she said. “And if you can wait just a little longer, I think I can put more than just my tongue between your legs. You like the sound of that?”
I wasn't sure exactly what she meant, but I knew that whatever it was it would be as sexy as hell coming from the hot ball of sex that was Lisa. “I look forward to it,” I said. “But I do rather feel as if been left out on a limb here. My pussy is wet for you and I can't do anything about it.”
“I think you can, honey. There's no one around. Just slip a finger in there and take care of yourself till I can give you a proper seeing-to. And anyway, think of me walking through the train with no panties on and so much juice flowing from my pussy that it's making my thighs wet and sticky. And unlike you I really can't do anything about it. Except enjoy the anticipated pleasure when I fuck you silly later. I think it's called deferred gratification.”
“For a sexy girl, you sure know how to use clever words to make me feel even hornier. I like it that you're so clever and horny at the same time. Now go. Don't forget to come back.”
“Oh, I'll be “coming,” Alice,” she said. “And so will you. See you later, sweetheart.”
And blowing me a kiss she got to her feet and walked back down the train. I smiled as I saw her evidently trying to keep her thighs together, and I knew she was feeling the trickle of her pussy juices running down her legs. That somehow got me even more excited, and I could no longer restrain myself from slipping a finger under my dress and pushing a finger through the hole in my crotchless panties to play with my wet clit and pussy. I must have been more excited than I thought because within seconds my pussy tightened and I came hard thinking of my lovely Lisa and her sexy mind and body.
The next few stops seemed to take for ever and I was getting more and more excited at the thought of being with Lisa again. I couldn't stop thinking of her pretty blue eyes, her beautiful blonde hair and of course of how she had managed to bring me to the brink of orgasm just my kissing my fingers and talking to me. It was a delicious agony for me to hear her voice telling passengers leaving the train to remember all their “personal belongings” and to “mind the gap between the train and the platform” and to thank them for travelling with Virgin Trains. And then my agony was compounded when she welcomed the new passengers on board, advising them that she would be the train manager for the rest of the journey. I actually think I was a bit jealous, wondering if she'd find someone more attractive than me, someone who might distract her from keeping our rendezvous.
I needn't have worried. As soon as the train pulled out of Carlisle and she had made her last announcement for the next hour or so, Lisa came to my seat and without any pre-amble, took me by the hand and led me to her on-board office. Once inside, she put her hands on my shoulders, looked at me for a moment, then flung her arms around me and kissed me passionately, deeply on the lips.
Our hands were all over each other, mine feeling her gorgeous tits and squeezing them through her blouse, pinching her hard nipples in my fingers, hers grabbing my bum and lifting my dress so she could feel the bare flesh beneath. Though I say so myself, I have a very cute and sexy ass, and Lisa played with it to perfection, letting her fingers slide down the crack till she could rub against my tight little ass-hole.
“Oh, Alice,” she moaned as we broke off that long, lingering kiss,” I've been wanting to do that for days. And it was killing me not being able to touch you properly just now. Let's make up for lost time.”
“Lisa, you little hottie. You make me so crazy even with your clothes on. Now all I want to do is rip them all off and kiss you all over.”
“Two minds that think as one,” she muttered as she slipped my dress over my shoulders and unhooked my bra. “No need to take off those panties, is there?” she said playfully, as her finger found the hole there and lightly touched my wet cunt.
Meanwhile, I had unbuttoned her blouse, unzipped her skirt and removed her bra so that I could feast my eyes on her hot shapely body. Her black thigh-highs just drew attention all the more to her bare pussy, and I dropped to my knees and started licking it like a woman possessed. She pulled my head right into her as after just a few strokes of my probing tongue, she spasmed in a beautiful climax and flooded my mouth with her sticky cunt-juice.
“God, I needed that,” she groaned. “And now I've got something special for you.” She reached behind her and took what looked like a belt with a long bit of plastic attached. “You ever used one of these, Alice?”
“What is it?” I asked, slightly surprised.
“My, you are innocent, aren't you. It's a strap-on, silly. I really am going to fuck you.”
I gasped as I realised what it was. “But it's so big,” I said, “much bigger than any normal cock. I'm not sure I can take it.”
“Don't worry,” she said, “you'll just love it.” And she slipped the contraption on so that she stood before me with this enormous erection. The fact that she was wearing thigh-highs too made it extremely erotic.
I sat on the table with my stockinged legs apart, ready with a little apprehension to take this girl-cock inside me. Lisa lubed up the shaft and the head and gently guided it to my aching pussy. It entered easily, stretching the walls of my cunt as it went deeper and deeper. It was like nothing else I'd ever felt, certainly not like a man's cock – much harder, much bigger, and with no fear that it would suddenly go limp.
“How's that, baby?” Lisa muttered. “Let me fuck you like you've never been fucked before. This will be better than any boyfriend you've ever had, believe me.”
“It feels so good, Lisa. In fact it's amazing. Now just be quiet and fuck me.”
She slowly and gently eased the cock deep inside me, as far as it would go, then gradually pulled out again before resuming her penetration of my wet cunt. As she thrust harder and faster, I could feel myself having lots of little orgasms, intensified by her kissing my tits and nipples as she fucked me. I'd certainly never cum like this before, it was just one orgasm after another. Lisa used one hand to rub my clit with her thumb, and this was almost too much for me.
“Oh my god, Lisa,” I screamed, “Fuck me harder, you are such a bitch. I love you, baby.”
And finally after all those little orgasms I came in a huge climax that shuddered through my whole body. I thought it would never end, as my cunt went into spasm after spasm, almost squirting pussy-juice in a never-ending stream. I pulled Lisa tight to me and as my climax died down I whispered in her ear, “That was incredible, honey. It really was the best fuck I've ever had.”
She chuckled. “I know. I told you it would be good. Now, do you want to try it on me? Do you want to fuck your hot blonde girlfriend?”
“I'll try, baby. I want to please you, so I hope I don't get it wrong.”
“What's to get wrong? You just shove it in and fuck. I'm sure you can manage that.”
And that's exactly what I did. It felt a little strange at first, acting like a man, but it was so hot to give my girlfriend the pounding she craved, and so hot to see her cum again. I was fascinated to watch the power it gave me, pushing that girl-cock inside Lisa's tight cunt and seeing her squirm with pleasure. What I hadn't expected was how much it aroused my own pussy – there was some sort of attachment to the strap-on that rubbed against my clit as I fucked her, and so when Lisa came, I did too.
We collapsed in each other's arms, sated and happy. Before we dressed to go our separate ways, we licked each other dry, so when I finally left the train, I had the sweet taste of Lisa's pussy-juices on my tongue and lips.
We exchanged phone numbers and promised to meet up very soon. I just knew that this was the start of something very special.
Until the train pulled out of Preston.
And there she was, asking us to have our tickets ready for inspection, apologising for the slight late-running of the train, assuring us she would be with us all the way back to Waverley. And the moment I heard her voice, my pussy started to tingle, hoping against hope that she could find time for me before the journey's end.
The train that day was not particularly busy and it didn't take Lisa long to make her way carriage by carriage to where I was sitting at a table for two by the window. There was no-one else nearby, no-one I could spend the journey fantasising about, but when I saw Lisa walking towards me my heart leaped and skipped as if I were a blushing teenager.
She wasn't wearing a jacket today, simply a black pencil skirt that came just below her knees and a red blouse that I swear she deliberately kept a size too small to emphasise her perky breasts. As you'll remember, they were not especially big breasts, but they were very shapely. And was it my imagination, but could I make out those hard nipples straining against the satin fabric? Whatever. She excited me afresh in ways that I would never have thought possible from someone in her work-a-day clothes. Though I have to say that her blonde hair was shown off to perfection against that red material.
She recognised me at once. “Alice!” she exclaimed. “How lovely to see you again. I've been hoping to bump into you again. And here you are.” She beamed as she spoke, and it was quite obvious that she wanted me as much as I wanted her. It was like being in love all over again, two mutually attracted women eager to get away from the hum-drum life around them and sink into a place where they could explore each other and be happy in a world where only they existed.
“Lisa,” I managed to say, my mouth dry with nervous excitement at meeting my girlfriend again. “I really hoped you'd be on this train, but when you didn't appear I felt deflated and disappointed.”
“It's the way our shifts work,” she explained. “This time of day I'm usually on the final leg from Preston to Waverley. And you know what the good thing about that is?”
“No, tell me.”
She sat down opposite me and took my hands in hers, her blue eyes looking deeply into mine. “It means that we have that long stretch from Carlisle to Haymarket when there's nothing much for me to do except see to the comfort of the passengers.” She stroked my hand as she spoke. “Comfort and pleasure. At least for one particular passenger. Have you been thinking of me, Alice?”
“You know I have, sweetie. I can still taste your pussy if I close my eyes. And that makes me wet all over again. I have masturbated while I remember the things we got up to last time.”
“You make me happy when you say that, Alice. You may not believe this, but I really don't do that sort of thing very often, but somehow you were very special. And I too have been fingering myself as I think of the dirty hot sex we had. It was fun, wasn't it?”
“It certainly was. You must think I'm a real slut the way we carried on.”
“Maybe I do. But I like that. You're a kind of innocent slut, if there is such a thing. You strike me as the kind of girl who's a bit demure, maybe even prudish, on the outside, but once you get going you love to act and play the whore.”
“You can read me like a book,” I laughed. “Would it surprise you to learn that beneath this denim dress I'm wearing matching lace bra and panties and stockings with suspenders? My bra has very thin straps, so much sexier, and my panties are actually crotchless.”
“It doesn't surprise me at all,” she replied. “You just ooze sexuality. And would you believe that beneath this staid uniform I'm wearing thigh-highs and no panties at all? You can probably see the outline of my bra if you look closely.”
I tore my eyes away from hers and stared hard at her breasts. She thrust them forward a little, and sure enough I could see her bra plainly outlined against the red blouse. And I had been right – her nipples were clearly visible now. “Lisa,” I mumbled, “You are making me so horny. Are your nipples hard because of me?”
“Of course they are, lover.” She squeezed my hand and lifted it to her lips then kissed each finger in turn, slipping each one inside her mouth and flicking her tongue against it as she did so.
It felt very erotic to be doing something so simple and yet so sexy with this lusty young woman. I knew my pussy was leaking now but could little about it except squeeze my legs together, which of course only made me feel more horny as the pressure grew round my wet cunt.
I took one hand away from Lisa's grasp and reached under the table to feel her stockinged legs. She continued to kiss my fingers while my hand made its way up her thigh under her staid skirt. I could just about reach her pussy, and even though she'd told me she wasn't wearing any panties, I still felt a shock as it touched her bare pussy. I was happy to feel that it was leaking juice as much as mine.
Suddenly, Lisa sat upright and broke off contact with me. “Oh, Alice, honey, I'm so sorry. I'm going to have to go for a short while. There are a couple of stations coming up and I really have to do a bit of work. I would love to stay here and explore your delicious body, but that's just going to have to wait. Can you forgive me?”
“I'll do my best,” I pouted, mock-sulkily. “You can't know how much I'm aching for your tongue between my legs right now. And if what I felt just know is an indication, I think you want the same. Tell me I'm right.”
“You're right,” she said. “And if you can wait just a little longer, I think I can put more than just my tongue between your legs. You like the sound of that?”
I wasn't sure exactly what she meant, but I knew that whatever it was it would be as sexy as hell coming from the hot ball of sex that was Lisa. “I look forward to it,” I said. “But I do rather feel as if been left out on a limb here. My pussy is wet for you and I can't do anything about it.”
“I think you can, honey. There's no one around. Just slip a finger in there and take care of yourself till I can give you a proper seeing-to. And anyway, think of me walking through the train with no panties on and so much juice flowing from my pussy that it's making my thighs wet and sticky. And unlike you I really can't do anything about it. Except enjoy the anticipated pleasure when I fuck you silly later. I think it's called deferred gratification.”
“For a sexy girl, you sure know how to use clever words to make me feel even hornier. I like it that you're so clever and horny at the same time. Now go. Don't forget to come back.”
“Oh, I'll be “coming,” Alice,” she said. “And so will you. See you later, sweetheart.”
And blowing me a kiss she got to her feet and walked back down the train. I smiled as I saw her evidently trying to keep her thighs together, and I knew she was feeling the trickle of her pussy juices running down her legs. That somehow got me even more excited, and I could no longer restrain myself from slipping a finger under my dress and pushing a finger through the hole in my crotchless panties to play with my wet clit and pussy. I must have been more excited than I thought because within seconds my pussy tightened and I came hard thinking of my lovely Lisa and her sexy mind and body.
The next few stops seemed to take for ever and I was getting more and more excited at the thought of being with Lisa again. I couldn't stop thinking of her pretty blue eyes, her beautiful blonde hair and of course of how she had managed to bring me to the brink of orgasm just my kissing my fingers and talking to me. It was a delicious agony for me to hear her voice telling passengers leaving the train to remember all their “personal belongings” and to “mind the gap between the train and the platform” and to thank them for travelling with Virgin Trains. And then my agony was compounded when she welcomed the new passengers on board, advising them that she would be the train manager for the rest of the journey. I actually think I was a bit jealous, wondering if she'd find someone more attractive than me, someone who might distract her from keeping our rendezvous.
I needn't have worried. As soon as the train pulled out of Carlisle and she had made her last announcement for the next hour or so, Lisa came to my seat and without any pre-amble, took me by the hand and led me to her on-board office. Once inside, she put her hands on my shoulders, looked at me for a moment, then flung her arms around me and kissed me passionately, deeply on the lips.
Our hands were all over each other, mine feeling her gorgeous tits and squeezing them through her blouse, pinching her hard nipples in my fingers, hers grabbing my bum and lifting my dress so she could feel the bare flesh beneath. Though I say so myself, I have a very cute and sexy ass, and Lisa played with it to perfection, letting her fingers slide down the crack till she could rub against my tight little ass-hole.
“Oh, Alice,” she moaned as we broke off that long, lingering kiss,” I've been wanting to do that for days. And it was killing me not being able to touch you properly just now. Let's make up for lost time.”
“Lisa, you little hottie. You make me so crazy even with your clothes on. Now all I want to do is rip them all off and kiss you all over.”
“Two minds that think as one,” she muttered as she slipped my dress over my shoulders and unhooked my bra. “No need to take off those panties, is there?” she said playfully, as her finger found the hole there and lightly touched my wet cunt.
Meanwhile, I had unbuttoned her blouse, unzipped her skirt and removed her bra so that I could feast my eyes on her hot shapely body. Her black thigh-highs just drew attention all the more to her bare pussy, and I dropped to my knees and started licking it like a woman possessed. She pulled my head right into her as after just a few strokes of my probing tongue, she spasmed in a beautiful climax and flooded my mouth with her sticky cunt-juice.
“God, I needed that,” she groaned. “And now I've got something special for you.” She reached behind her and took what looked like a belt with a long bit of plastic attached. “You ever used one of these, Alice?”
“What is it?” I asked, slightly surprised.
“My, you are innocent, aren't you. It's a strap-on, silly. I really am going to fuck you.”
I gasped as I realised what it was. “But it's so big,” I said, “much bigger than any normal cock. I'm not sure I can take it.”
“Don't worry,” she said, “you'll just love it.” And she slipped the contraption on so that she stood before me with this enormous erection. The fact that she was wearing thigh-highs too made it extremely erotic.
I sat on the table with my stockinged legs apart, ready with a little apprehension to take this girl-cock inside me. Lisa lubed up the shaft and the head and gently guided it to my aching pussy. It entered easily, stretching the walls of my cunt as it went deeper and deeper. It was like nothing else I'd ever felt, certainly not like a man's cock – much harder, much bigger, and with no fear that it would suddenly go limp.
“How's that, baby?” Lisa muttered. “Let me fuck you like you've never been fucked before. This will be better than any boyfriend you've ever had, believe me.”
“It feels so good, Lisa. In fact it's amazing. Now just be quiet and fuck me.”
She slowly and gently eased the cock deep inside me, as far as it would go, then gradually pulled out again before resuming her penetration of my wet cunt. As she thrust harder and faster, I could feel myself having lots of little orgasms, intensified by her kissing my tits and nipples as she fucked me. I'd certainly never cum like this before, it was just one orgasm after another. Lisa used one hand to rub my clit with her thumb, and this was almost too much for me.
“Oh my god, Lisa,” I screamed, “Fuck me harder, you are such a bitch. I love you, baby.”
And finally after all those little orgasms I came in a huge climax that shuddered through my whole body. I thought it would never end, as my cunt went into spasm after spasm, almost squirting pussy-juice in a never-ending stream. I pulled Lisa tight to me and as my climax died down I whispered in her ear, “That was incredible, honey. It really was the best fuck I've ever had.”
She chuckled. “I know. I told you it would be good. Now, do you want to try it on me? Do you want to fuck your hot blonde girlfriend?”
“I'll try, baby. I want to please you, so I hope I don't get it wrong.”
“What's to get wrong? You just shove it in and fuck. I'm sure you can manage that.”
And that's exactly what I did. It felt a little strange at first, acting like a man, but it was so hot to give my girlfriend the pounding she craved, and so hot to see her cum again. I was fascinated to watch the power it gave me, pushing that girl-cock inside Lisa's tight cunt and seeing her squirm with pleasure. What I hadn't expected was how much it aroused my own pussy – there was some sort of attachment to the strap-on that rubbed against my clit as I fucked her, and so when Lisa came, I did too.
We collapsed in each other's arms, sated and happy. Before we dressed to go our separate ways, we licked each other dry, so when I finally left the train, I had the sweet taste of Lisa's pussy-juices on my tongue and lips.
We exchanged phone numbers and promised to meet up very soon. I just knew that this was the start of something very special.
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