Note- Not a true account of affairs, just my wild imagination running riot.
xxx
Summer, 2002.
Kate looked out of the train window at the miserable looking cows chewing the cud and yawned. She was halfway to London on a long and tedious railway journey from Fife to London where she had just completed her first year at the University of St. Andrews in Scotland.
It had been an enjoyable year and she looked forward to another during which she hoped might match the first for some exciting relationships. She had just dumped her room mate and boyfriend, Rupert, and was free and single. Not that being with him all year had stopped her from having a good time and experimenting sex with various partners.
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She had caught the 13.41 from Kirkcaldy railway station on Abottshall Road to Endinburgh's Waverley station where she boarded the 14.25 from platform 16 bound for Kings Cross. The journey was estimated to take five hours non stop, and Kate hoped to catch up on some needed research on her chosen subject, Victorian Art History.
As she settled in a seat by the window and got comfortable she fished inside her bag for her Walkman. The click clack of the train wheels on the track were soon drowned out as she listened to a previous lecture she had recorded. The train appeared to have very few passengers and alone and feeling a little restless she got up to walk along the corridor to find the concession coach.
"Oh, he's cute."
As she passed one of the other compartments she saw a good looking young man dressed in a fine suit and looking well groomed. She paused by the door with the glass window and peered inside at the sole occupant. The square jawed man lowered his magazine and glanced up at Kate. She had put on a very short dress on this trip and was bare legged with a pair of high heeled naked sandals. Despite wearing no make up the pretty brunette was undoubtedly enchanting with her long waves loose about her shoulders.
"Maybe."
Kate felt a thrill as she saw him take a lingering look at her gazelle like long legs. She had long considered her pins to be her best feature with slender thighs and calves which tapered to fine ankles. Intrigued, and feeling a tad frisky, Kate walked down to purchase a cup of tea and passed the same compartment on her way back to hers. With a supreme confidence and a little daring Kate decided to act and at precisely the point where her intended target sat she stopped, turned her back to the glass door and lifted the hem of her dress and scratched languidly at her right buttock.
"This should be easy."
In addition to her ravishing legs, Kate had a marvelous behind, with lifted cheeks and a desirable and exciting gap between those upper thighs. She had a pair of the skimpiest panties she owned and the underwear was so scanty as to be virtually non existent. Kate returned to her seat and crossed one bare leg over her other. She made certain that her tight dress rode up to show off those splendid white thighs, not to mention a tantalising peak of her undies. At the open door Kate felt a shadow being cast and looked up to see the very same man she had flirted with.
Fifteen-love!
"Pardon me, miss. But do you have a match?"
"I might. Let me check, Mister?"
"Call me John."
"Mine's Kate. Do have a seat."
Pleased at her result she picked up her bag and deliberately widened her bewitching legs so when John sat opposite her he had a bird's eye view of her exposed pussy mound. As she searched she stole a glance at his crotch and noted a definite bulge that made a sizeable tent in his well pressed trousers.
Thirty-love.
"No, terribly sorry. Maybe in my big bag."
Kate rose from her seat and reached up with both hands to the overhead rack above the seated John.
"Allow me."
John got up and stood hip to hip with Kate. She fluttered her long lashes and took a big sniff of his cologne. Just then the train entered a tunnel and the compartment went black for a few seconds. Then the train accelerated and the pair of them fell into each other. Kate yelped but took the welcome opportunity to grab at John's large package.
"Excuse me. so sorry." Said Kate blushing.
"Don't be." Answered the tall man with the mop of sandy hair.
Forty-love!
They embraced and their mouths met in a heated kiss. Kate liked how his chest brushed against her breasts and she felt her nipples tingle and stiffen. John reached behind her and pawed at her bottom under her short dress. This fueled her passion and Kate sought out his tongue with hers, all the while their hands explored each other.
"I want you," she whispered in his ear in a hushed tone.
Her hands ran over his muscles under his suit jacket as her hips swayed and bumped into his.
"I don't even know you." He replied.
John never felt so stiff as he drank in her lovely aroma and nibbled her neck.
"Makes it more interesting, don't you think?"
Kate ground against him in an attempt to brush on his erection and she unravelled his neck tie and shirt buttons. He broke off and stood back.
"I can't."
Kate pointed to his obvious erection and then lifted her dress off over her head. She shifted her weight to her left leg and put her hands on her hips.
"I find that hard to believe, considering how hard THAT looks."
John had to agree as he focused on her naked body. Her dark brown hair contrasted with her fair complexion and he admired the way her waves stopped just at the tops of her luscious breasts.
"Here."
Without waiting for permission Kate loosened his belt and tugged the zip down all the way. She gasped as she grabbed his boner and stared at his wonderful cock. It pointed straight up and was completely smooth apart from a pulsing blue vein down the side. Game, set and match!
"Things just got even more amusing."
John groaned and his dick jerked in Kate's fist. She leaned forward and stretched her mouth over the big head and his foreskin peeled back. Her hot breath made John hiss between clenched teeth as she sucked on his bell end. He especially liked the way she lapped at that sensitive part of his cock e where his foreskin ended.
"Oh, fuck!"
Kate's eyes burned into his with an intensity that made his heart thump in his chest. He began to jerk his hips at her as she took more and more of his throbbing hose inside her drooling mouth. Kate loved how he felt in her mouth and her tongue darted out like a snake, lapping and flicking out rapidly.
"Wow!"
As Kate began to giggle the resulting vibrations ran down his thick shaft and he seized her head to stop her for fear of coming down her throat. Kate relinquished her grip on his heavenly rod and sighed.
"I'm so wet down there. Care to stem the tide?"
She then peeled off her saturated panties and laid back along the train's three seated train chair. She kicked out her willowy legs in a wanton invitation and the pink insides of her wet cunt beckoned with it's succulent slit. Kate mouthed a silent 'fuck me' and the clacking of the steel wheels on the tracks seemed to say the same thing.
'Fuck me, click clack. Fuck me, click clack. Fuck me, click clack!'
John shrugged his jacket off and dropped his trousers and underpants. He reached into his pocket and Kate laughed as he retrieved a single condom.
"You came prepared!"
John ripped the wrapper off and rolled it down onto his quivering dick. He climbed in between her splayed legs and fed his cock head to her pussy entrance. His wide tip opened her up and his shaft followed on in. The seat was not idle for a missionary fuck and John was all elbows and hands as he fought for a balance.
"Do it."
The young female grabbed onto his butt and hooked her heels on his calves and drew him in further. With the passion ramped up John shunted in and out of her tightness and was surprised at how hard she fucked him back. The compartment was filled with the sounds of them both panting and moaning, occasionally drowned out as the train clattered over the points. Kate loved how his stiff organ slid in and out and her pussy stretched out nicely to accommodate him.
"Yes, yes, yes!"
John fucked Kate faster as their ardour intensified, and their bodies became heated and slick. Kate raised her left hand to hang onto the seat cushion behind her which shifted with their energetic humping.
"Get up. I want to change position."
John eased his weight up and Kate turned her back to him. She showed him her heels and raised her backside which he kissed and rolled his palms over.
"Do me doggy."
John bent over her and slid effortlessly back into her slippery hole. He wasted no time and pulled her back onto his length and began to fuck the shit out of her. Kate gasped as every thrust in took her breath away. His hips smacked against her rump as he pushed in deep and hard and his groin ground on her back as he cupped her tits.
"Pull my hair. I like it rough."
John hesitated and Kate drummed her heel on his right calf to make her point. He took a generous handful of her silky hair and tugged her head back with a snap.
"YES!"
John was now in his stride and his hips became a blur as he pistoned in and out. He used her long tresses like reins as he gave her every inch of his rampant cock. In, tug back. Out, ease up. In, tug her hair. He looked down and admired his prowess as his length vanished between her cheeks into her hot box. From his point of view her puckered star of an asshole seemed to wink at him and he dared to plug it with his index finger.
"Ooo, cheeky!"
John let go of her hair and held her by the hips as he got down to his vinegar strokes. The journey was coming to an end.
