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Intimate Travellers (04 February 2011)

It had been ages since they had hooked up on a train journey together. They had both been so busy, but neither of them had forgotten that amazing journey a few weeks ago. She stood staring up at the boards, checking her train time, when she felt warm breath in her ear and a soft voice asked:

'Miss me?'

She giggled as he turned her round. Glancing about swiftly, he planted a gentle kiss on her lips.

'Hello stranger' she said, feeling her heart rate double immediately.

'It's Platform 5 and its busy, come on!' He took her by the arm and they ran to the platform, laughing. They found two seats together on one side of a table. He took her coat and briefcase and placed it in the overhead rack with his. They sat, opened up a laptop each and then looked at each other, smiling.

'How was your holiday time?' she asked as the train pulled away.

The thought of two hours in his company was so lovely and exciting. She was hoping that the last time wasn't just a crazy hot-headed moment; she enjoyed his company and friendship so much, but knew how much she wanted him and could feel it, deep inside her.

As they talked about Christmas, work and life, his thoughts were very similar. He wondered how long he could resist touching her. Their legs were touching under the table and he was already aroused, a bulge growing in his suit trousers. But he was a little unsure about what she wanted. She seemed to be just so relaxed and friendly and he was already on fire.

The guard checked their tickets and then she produced a bottle of water from her bag and offered him some. He drank thirstily and she stared as a trickle made its way down his throat, over his Adam's apple to the base of his neck. She looked up and he was looking at her with a look that seemed to mirror what she was thinking. They gazed at each other.

'No smarties for me today?' She asked him.

'We don't need them.' He replied, moving his hand under the table to rest on her leg. She placed her hand over his and guided him up her thigh, the soft fabric of her skirt sliding up with it. His gaze didn't leave her face as he pulled the skirt up and his hand touched the bare skin at her stocking top.

She stifled a gasp, her eyes returned to her computer screen but her legs parted more....letting him move his hand all the way up and press a finger against the silky fabric of her panties. She was wet already, so wet with anticipation.

At the same time, she let her hand drift along his thigh. Her fingers reached for him and she traced a line down the huge bulge that was begging to be set free from his pants. He visibly shuddered.

Leaning across to her the side of her face, he whispered:

'I want you so bad.'

'Yes. Please, lets go'. Her reply sounded as urgent and hungry as he felt.

He stood up, trying to disguise his hardness, and moved to the end of the carriage, slipping into the toilet cubicle and not quite closing the door. Thankfully, they were a little bigger and a lot cleaner on modern trains. After a minute, she followed and locked them in.

Their first kiss was so hungry and eager, it was like drowning. His tongue searched for hers and they licked, bit each others' lips and tongued with moans of desire. Her fingers moved through his hair as he held her face in his hands.

Urgently, they unbuttoned their shirts and moaned with pleasure at the feel of skin. He reached round and undid her bra, lifting it to cup her breasts. She groaned.

'Ohhhh. Please.' His hands moved in soft caresses and his thumbs grasped each nipple and squeezed hard. She made soft mewing noises and then moaned into their kiss as she felt the pain and pleasure.

Her hands reached down to unclasp and unzip his pants, moving inside to feel his engorged shaft.

'Oh god' he gasped at her touch. She rubbed the head with her thumb and felt the stickiness of his precum oozing onto it. His hand reached down to her hem and lifted her skirt, pulling at her soaking panties and feeling the heat of her pussy. She cried out with pleasure.

Her hands deftly pushed his pants down his thighs and at the same time she broke away from their kiss and sat down. Before he had a moment to think, her warm mouth had completely engulfed his cock and she was practically swallowing him.

'Oh fuck!' He cried out now, crazy. His hands went to her head as she licked every inch of his throbbing long cock, her tongue teasing under the foreskin, around the head, into the slit and then long laps up and down, like a cat. He was in ecstasy. She moaned onto him, the sound of pleasure and hunger, her fingers kneading his bare ass, as she drew in her breath and began to suck on him, squeezing out all of the air for a tight, tight, grip.

He was demented. The pleasure she gave and took was almost too much. But he didn't want to cum. He focused on the pleasure and control. He wanted to be inside her first.

'Oh, I missed you so much.' He moaned at her, hearing her almost sing, a reply of pure pleasure. He looked down at her in wonder, as though she was a dream, her blonde hair falling over her face as she sucked and licked him so lovingly.

He wanted to cum, but not yet. He gently but firmly lifted her head.

'Please...'she moaned.

'I need to be in you.' He said. 'Ride on me.'

He pulled her to her feet, swapped places and sat down, sliding forward and drawing her towards him. But she stopped him and turned, her back to him, lowering herself towards him, steadying herself against the cubicle walls, suspended above his glistening hard cock.

He reached for her and opened her pussy lips, so much wetness already on his fingers. He wanted to put them in there but so needed to bury his cock in her. He pulled her down over him impaling her on his hard, long, beautiful member.

Her moan was extraordinary, nearly made him cum. She was so tight, enveloping him so perfectly, her wetness and heat making the perfect home.

'Oh yes!' She wriggled her hips to ensure he was as deep as he could be.

Her eyes widened at the feeling and tears welled up at the exquisite sensitivity of this position. Supporting herself with one hand against the wall, she began to ride him. He moved her hair away and kissed and bit her neck. His hands moved around her body to clasp her breasts, kneading and squeezing her nipples. Her moans increased.

She moved a hand down between her legs and, placing a thumb on her clit, she stroked herself as her fingers stroked his balls and the base of his cock as it moved inside her. He gasped into her back.

'Its perfect...we are perfect...ride me girl.'

She was working so hard, panting and he could see the sweat glistening on her back as she moved up and down on him. He held her hips and helped her, acutely aware of her fingers playing with him and her pussy walls squeezing his cock so tight. He knew it couldn't be long for either of them.

'Oh babe.' She moaned. 'I want to. I'm aching.'

'Yes. Cum with me.' His voice was urgent. 'This is too hot, I will soon, I need you.'

She couldn't believe the feeling of his cock inside her. The place he was reaching felt like the very core of her, his whole maleness wrapped in her, her clit tingling beyond pleasure. She squeezed him inside her, drawing his essence from him, knowing this was their moment together.

Her pace was faster and faster as his strong hands helped to move her on top of him. Frenzied, their moans were in union as they began to climax together.

'Oh goddd..' They both screamed as spasms erupted through him and through her...incredible heat and explosive waves of passion, shared so closely, feeling each other's orgasm as much as their own. It went on and on, his cries into her back, hers for the entire world to hear. She felt spurt after spurt of his hot cum fill her, mixed with the gushing wetness that ran from her inner core.

She sank back against him, her body spent. His head rested on her neck, his arms circling her waist.

'Oh god.' he moaned.

'Oh my.' she moaned.

Neither of them wanted to move, ever.


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