“I fulfilled my fantasy of doing it on the train” – Your Stories !

Estelle tells us a story. She realised her fantasy on a train:

Hello everyone

I’m here to tell you about the realization of a fantasy that many girls have, that of making love on a train. I had the opportunity to do it last weekend, and I’m going to explain it to you!

I wanted to give in to the temptations of the Christmas market, but I couldn’t afford to spend too much time there, so I chose to do this one-day go fast, opting for the train. Obviously, at first, I wasn’t too thrilled. I was going to take the train alone, at night, which is not always recommended! I’d decided not to take a couchette, to avoid any bad encounters, and I’d chosen the classic train, at least so as not to end up solo. I had also taken the minimum, and boarded the train with only an ID and my credit card, carefully camouflaged in a pocket of my bra (sometimes it’s good to have a big boobs!).

The carriage was half-full, families with their children, businessmen, women also on their own but loaded down with bags to collect the market decorations. I was reassured that the journey, if not peaceful, would be safe. I sat down in my seat, and greeted the young man sitting in the adjacent seat on my right. Charming, by the way. I hadn’t lost everything. So I made myself comfortable, and took my book I’d bought at the station, because sleep wasn’t necessarily going to come on the ten-hour journey.
“Excuse me, but could you tell me if this book is a success?”

Contact had been made. So the handsome young man didn’t feel like traveling alone, or at least standing around waiting. So I replied with a joke, and turned to him to start the conversation. That was the point, even if the basic opening was rotten. So we started chatting as the train pulled away. And I wasn’t sleepy. Luc. A graphic designer in his thirties on his way to join his distant family in Alsace. What a shame, I couldn’t see his little ass, but I could see his wiggling hands, his little nose, his fine, smiling face. It was starting to get dark and we didn’t stop our little chat, but it must have started to annoy the passengers, who were staring at us. I found a way around this by simply offering him to sit next to me, since my seat on the left was empty. He gladly accepted, and as he stood up, I caught a glimpse of his ass. Yummy!

So we kept talking, and as night fell, the conversations became quieter, and strangely more naughty… and around one o’clock I think, THE subject of the train fantasy came up. I could see in his naughty eyes that he’d been looking forward to this for a few minutes, and yet I wasn’t the prettiest, nor especially the best-dressed young woman he’d seen in his life.
Our eyes met and I nibbled my lips a little, sending out a slight erotic signal. The signal reached him as he leaned in to kiss me! Our mouths met, and the kiss lasted a few minutes. I could feel his warm, wet tongue running over my lips and rolling around in my mouth, it was delicious and I now had a sweet taste in my lips.

I then emboldened myself to caress his torso, not without first turning off the small light above us; for a little intimacy. I ran my hand under his sweater, his skin soft and warm, and over his nipples, playing with them. Then I pulled up the seat divider and snuggled up to him, nibbling his neck, and ran my hand down his pants.

“I want to fuck you and me there” I whispered in his ear…. He felt like it too. Around us, the children, like the parents, had fallen asleep; one man was playing alone, far ahead, with his cell phone. There was still the problem of controllers, or bathroom breaks. But I wanted him so much that I went straight for his cock in his pants; I pulled it out of him and there it was, taut and stiff, in front of me. I then bent down and started sucking it, as if I were at home, like a perfect little submissive woman. I grabbed his glans, gobbled it up and ran my mouth down his cock, it felt so good. He was more embarrassed than me and tried to conceal my fellatio in various ways, by his hand, by his jacket, but nothing helped; you could tell I was pumping his dick like a slut. I withdrew and looked at him greedily; I had to be quick. I then dropped my pants and stood on my side, presenting my white panties.
“fuck me fast“

So he placed himself against me, in the fetal position, and managed to insert his cock into my pussy, entering without difficulty into my well-soaked intimacy. All that remained now was to move a little to give us pleasure, impractical but devilishly exciting, and with a little patience, he managed as best he could to slide his cock into my pussy, all the while gripping my hip, the other hand on my chest. We didn’t make any noise, even though I was struggling to calm my panting and moaning. He was pounding faster and faster into my pussy and I could feel him coming inside me, I grabbed him and breathed into him to fill me with cum like a bitch; this was the trigger to his orgasm, he spurted into my pussy and it made me come instantly. We’d both cum in 3 minutes, the coitus was quick but effective. We stayed like that, protected by the jacket, and we both fell asleep.
A beautiful fantasy come true!

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