I found some old short stories written long time ago when I was a teenager for a Polish website that no longer exists. Even though these were my first attempts, I thought that maybe still they would make someone's time more pleasant, and at the same time be an interesting example of the evolution of my work.
The story is pure fantasy. The similarity of names, places and situations is accidental.
English is not my main language, so I apologize in advance for any mistakes caused by using a translator. Enjoy.
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The next day we got up quite early, got ready and after 9 AM we were sitting in the living room as if nothing had happened on two separate couches sipping tea. 15 minutes later Lidia's husband came into the house. He greeted his wife with a modest kiss and shook my hand.
"So, ready?" he asked.
"Sure, we can go," the woman replied.
So we went to the car, the couple took the front seats, I stayed in the back and we headed towards the train station. At 9:45 we were already at the station and after saying goodbye to Mr. Marek we went to pick up our tickets. The train arrived with a slight delay. We went up the steps and quickly found our compartment. At the moment it was empty. I sat by the window and the teacher next to me smiled and put her hand on my thigh. A moment later we were already on our way. We had a three-hour journey ahead of us, which had to be made more pleasant somehow, so after 15 minutes Mrs. Lydia started to run the nail of her index finger over my body. First, gently behind my ear, then down my neck to my chest, where she stopped for a moment and circled seductively over my torso. Then her finger slid down to my stomach, and then my crotch, making small circles on the tip of my penis.
"And how do you like it?" she asked, whispering in my ear.
"Great...", I replied dreamily.
The teacher put one leg between mine, pressing her thigh against my cock. After a while, she began to squeeze her breasts with one hand, purring temptingly, and began the same journey again, this time over her body. When she reached my crotch, she began to slowly rub it. Then she pulled her panties aside a bit and, licking her finger, inserted it into her pussy. She masturbated with her right hand, fondled her breasts with her left, but still looked straight into my eyes. After about 10 minutes of self-satisfaction, she put her panties back on and closed her legs, placing only her hand on my swollen penis. Luckily, because a moment later a woman (quite a good milf) entered our compartment with two children (seven-year-old boy and nine-year-old girl, as it turned out later), and Lydia managed to move her hand so that our new traveling companions wouldn't notice anything. She sat there meekly with a confused expression on her face, which amused me immensely, so now I tried to hide not only my erection but also a silly smile. The women started talking to each other, the children played with each other, and I, staring at the landscapes passing by, rarely joined in the conversation.