Lonely in Berlin
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I had taken the red-eye flight so many times between L.A. and Boston that when I finally had an opportunity to take a business trip to London and had to be in Berlin the following day for a meeting with the marketing director of our Germany office, I jumped at the chance to take the train and actually see the countryside.
I didn't want my boss to worry so typed out a quick text: "Hey Karen, I'll be in around 2:00 tomorrow, I'm taking the train. Let's plan on a late lunch."
I was surprised to get an immediate reply: "Sounds good Melissa. Be safe. And try not to work while traveling. We have a long afternoon ahead of us and I need some fresh ideas to run by the CMO."
I jokingly shared back: "Me? Never. Brought a good book and will get some sleep soon. Take care."
My girlfriend recommended this book by Susan Johnson, "Love Storm." I love reading historical fiction, especially the naughty kind, and this romance novel was said to have gotten her dripping wet on the subway back home. So much so that she was afraid the passengers could see her flushing.
As I found my seat facing the dining car, I passed two businessmen in suits that appeared as if they were right out of a GQ magazine ad. I politely smiled as I passed and one of them whispered something to his friend. I couldn't quite make it out other than it was in German.
I got comfortable, removing my sweater. Unfortunately, my seat was perfectly situated to be in direct line of sight of the two men in suits. I began wishing I hadn't chosen my short black leather skirt and white blouse as I would have to keep my legs crossed or tightly together for the entire thirteen-hour journey and was hoping to get some sleep.
After an hour or two, I reached a chapter of the book that really started to get me excited. This woman had been captured and the “bandits,” for lack of a better term, were having their way with the main character. I wanted so badly to slide my hand inside my skirt but was relegated to be content with a bit tighter squeeze of my thighs. Just as I thought I’d be able to find that perfect release, one of the men approached me.
“Excuse me miss. Would you like something from the bar? My friend and I are heading into the dining car to grab a couple of drinks. I’m Nick by the way, and my friend over there is Stephan.”
After getting over the initial shock of wondering if I had been overly zealous in my leg squeezing or occasional hand sliding inside my bra during the last few pages, a drink sounded pretty good to me, and a free one even better.
“I’m Melissa, and that would be lovely, thank you. Gin and tonic with a lime would be great. Would you mind if I had it here Nick? It’s a page turner,” I said indicating the book on my lap. “But maybe I can join you two later?”
“Oh sure, not a problem. Love Storm, hmm, sounds like quite the romance,” he chuckled. “Be back in a moment.”
As the men entered the dining car, I could just make out the bartender react to their request as the door swung shut. Wondering how much time I had before he returned, I contemplated fully masturbating quickly while no one was in my line of sight. My nipples were rock hard and my bra was doing little to hide my excitement as it pressed against my tight, thin blouse. I really wanted to pinch one. I continued where I had left off, getting more turned on by the minute.
I placed my sweater on my lap to hide my hand as it slid between the fabric of my blouse and skirt, and on top of my lycra and velvet front v-string panty. I pushed the fabric just a bit into my now soaking hole, letting out a soft moan of pleasure as I continued reading with lust.
“Your drink Melissa,” Nick interrupted, with a sly look on his face.
“Oh,” I stammered, trying to gain my composure. “Thank you so much.” As I was afraid it would be too obvious to slide my hand out of my skirt, I set the book down with my left hand and took the gin from him. “How much was it?”
Nick replied, “Don’t be ridiculous, it’s on me. Promise you’ll join us for a drink a bit later?”
His suit didn’t hide the fact he was well built and his pants couldn’t have been any tighter, especially around his well-toned ass as he walked back to his friend.
I hesitated a bit, then reluctantly replied, “Sure, say 11:00?”
“We’ll be here,” he shot back over his shoulder.
Relieved he didn’t seem to notice one of my hands was unable to take the drink from him, I threw back about half and set it to my side to finish this incredibly hot chapter. Not more than another few paragraphs into the book, I began to feel pleasurable bliss as I began to feel my pussy tingle and pulse a bit and I began to lose all inhibitions.
As there were no other passengers in my car, I began to fantasize about giving the guys a good show. I felt as if I were dreaming, and it was getting harder to tell daydream from reality. I noticed Stephan leaning into Nick a bit to get a better view of me and realized my blouse was unbuttoned quite a bit more and my legs were no longer crossed. A rising feeling of ecstasy came over my body as the men’s glares bored into my soul. I finally ran a hand under my bra and began gently rolling my left nipple between my fingers.
“Fuck that feels good,” I murmured out loud as I began to feel more dampness escape from my now swollen lips.
My leather mini had crept up to my waist and my dark velvet panties were now exposed to the gentlemen, who had both taken their cocks out of their suit pants. I wanted to please them so badly, I began sucking on my thumb and removed one strap from my shoulder, sliding it down my arm enough to allow my 34C cup to cradle my breast. As I pinched my nipple hard and pulled enough to fully extend my nipple for good, I could see Nick turn to Stephan and say something.
I kicked off my four-inch heels and pulled my skirt off to get more comfortable. Placing my right foot on the tray table in front of me to give them a better view before I slid my now soaked panties down to my thighs. This left a trail of glistening juices down the inside of my leg, accentuating my well-toned muscle made possible by all those weeks in spinning class.
I was so hot, I took an ice cube from the gin and brushed it against the inside of my thigh, mingling the cool water with my flowing juices, and then running the cube up and gently massaging it into my sopping pussy. I began to think I wasn’t doing enough to excite my train comrades so removed my entire blouse and bra, leaving only my panties stretched around my calves.
I wanted to be filled up. Extending my index finger, I playfully called for them to join me as I stood up in the hallway and bent myself over the seat behind me. Now on my tiptoes and my tight ass high in the air, I fingered my ass hole, as if indicating where I wanted one of their stiff cocks.
They didn’t disappoint. But it wasn’t a dick I felt at first, but a warm, wet tongue sliding up my thighs and around the hole of my ass.
“Put it in me,” I begged. “Stick that tongue in my ass.”
“Your wish..,” Nick exclaimed.
The feeling from the drug, the leather seat across my breasts and the warm tongue darting in and out of my ass was electrifying. Just then, Stephan appeared in front of me, stroking his long, hard shaft in his hand, and squeezing the precum to the tip. He then smeared it around my lipstick glazed lips. The taste was heaven and I slowly wrapped my mouth around his tip, guiding his clear liquid around my tongue and gently sucking the first three inches into my mouth of his much longer cock.
I had never been spit roasted before, but I was about to experience it on a train car as it emerged from its underground tunnel. I could feel the head of Nick’s cock circle my pussy lips as if the train were causing him to sway back and forth, but finally, slowly, I felt his huge plum sized head enter my pussy. It stretched me so good, I told him to stop so I could enjoy the feeling.
“Mmm, right there. Leave it right there,” I purred, as I swallowed more of Stephan’s cock into my mouth, using my hand to caress his balls.
Just as I pushed back onto Nick’s cock, sliding so easily to the hilt, my eyes caught the gaze of the conductor entering from the far end of the car. So in extasy, when our eyes met, I decided to give him a wink and told him to take it out.
“Jerk off for me train boy,” I demanded.
Cutting him off midsentence before I could hear what he was replying he unzipped his fly and out popped a half-erect penis that didn’t take long to stand at full attention.
Nick’s cock was now thrashing in and out of me, bringing me to the brink of orgasm.
“Put it in my ass, I want it in my ass!” I yelled out as soon as I was done taking a deep breath with Stephan’s cock still rock hard in my hand.
Nick’s cock slid into my tight backdoor and my muscles clamped around it like a death grip. After what seemed like five minutes of nonstop fucking and sucking, I couldn’t take any more.
“Cum with me. Cum now!” As if trained for years, each cock began spewing hot jism all over my chest and back and even train boy filled a nearby cocktail napkin with his seed. I orgasmed hard and long, bringing me to my knees in a heap of satisfaction.
I could barely make out the words, “Thank you, boys. Who wants to try that again in the sleeper car after a quick nightcap?”
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Hi All, I am Akshay Ganna 36 years old with an athletic body structure standing 6 feet tall. Lot of girls ogle me and show hidden desires, so I use it to the maximum of my advantage. I hope you have read my series “My Brother’s Bride” and “My Brother’s Bride’s Cousin Sister”. I have also posted my real office story where I grabbed opportunity to take my reporting employees virginity “Bhoomi presents her virginity in exchange to save her job”. This is a real life incidence which happened way...
Strangers On A Train It was a three day trip on the train from California to Indiana. I was excited to take the train home. The trip to California had been pretty cool. I spent most of my time in the smoking car meeting all kinds of people from everywhere. I had forgotten to bring a carry on bag though and didn’t change clothes for three days. I made sure I had extra clothes and plenty of cigarettes along with a book for this trip. I got on the train about ten o clock at night and after...
Straight SexI stared at my exposed tit, and felt a rush of nerves get me.As I contemplated making a run for the exit, the guys around me circled around what little space we had in the train.I grabbed the broken piece of my red dress and pulled it back up trying to cover up my right tit, but the guy sitting next to me was keeping me by playing with my nipple."Um...listen..." I said as I looked for words to say to him with a devilish grin on my face."Will, My name is Will, sweet sexy foxy baby," he said to...
Hi Friends, I thank you all for your extended support and love towards me. I would like to share a true and beautiful experience I had recently. I hope, I have put it in a way that everyone will like and enjoy. This story happened in December 2010, when I was going to Pune by train. I was working in a small company and then I got placed in a MNC. I don’t want to mention the name of the company for privacy reasons but I think most of you can guess it. My posting was in Pune, so I planned to go...
Hi this is ur friend VICKY from jaipur again wid my latest experince of havin sex wid madhu in train,first i want to thank u all who mailed me bout their problems n they only know tht i succesfully removed their problem, if any lady or girl wants to share her problem wid me then she`s alys welcome for it,u can mail me at now i will not waste the time so here goes the story. I hurried through platform no 3 of jaipur Station as there were just 20 minutes left before the mysore express mail left....
I used to hate getting the last train home; it’s often filled with drunks or people still carrying on the party. However, that is not the last train home. If you are unlucky enough to have missed what you thought was the last train home, maybe you will be as lucky as I was that night. Let me tell you all about the real “Last train home.”I had run up the escalator and the stairs but, as I entered Victoria station, I could only look on with horror as the train pulled away from the station. I was...
BDSMGinger's train journey.Ginger walked confidently down the long platform towards her train. She had been in London for the day and felt confident because of the attention she had received. She had worn a new summer dress. It was a hot summers day, the dress had Spaghetti straps, in a white floral pattern, it came to just above mid-thigh length. The top skimmed tightly over her full breasts, and the buttons between them strained to keep their treasure contained. The thin fabric was cool in the...
Hello, Indian sex story readers. I got up and quietly got down the ladders and headed out. I thought I could walk around a little. I stayed in the intermediate area for a few seconds wondering where to go next as I realized I shouldn’t disturb the other passengers. So I just went into the bathroom, I didn’t close the close the door entirely and I became careless thinking nobody would be around and also if anyone was, there was nothing for them to see. I fixed my hair and fiddled around. Out of...
My first encounter...in a train compartment.It was almost exactly a year since my 'Changing Room' incident that was revealed in my previous story. I was a year older, but was I any wiser? I'd been working away from home for the whole of my summer holidays and it was time to return there, and then within days back to school. I was 16 and had been 'sort of apprenticed' to a foreman in charge of refurbishing shops for the last 6 weeks. The job wasn't really the type most schoolboys got in their...