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The Train (complete story)

Short story By: Michael68
Erotica



the tale of two star crossed lovers erotic adventure on a train ride home.


Submitted:Nov 21, 2008    Reads: 1,359    Comments: 0    Likes: 1   


He walked with her to the train, down the wide hallway were the large flowing crowd all moved to the same direction, like a flowing river of bodies. Illuminated advertisement signs glowed from both walls, but his attention stayed on her. Their hands clasped together as they walked, looking at each other with a loving and playful smile on their lips. Two star-crossed lovers whose paths now had crossed. She talked about the events, which had happened at her office, yet her eyes told a different story. As if they were screaming out to him, take me…how I want you so much. Yet she tried not to utter a word about it, afraid that someone might overhear what she would say. So the two lovers continued to walk, hand in hand, through the mass of commuters, hiding the passion, which they so longed to embrace. He too wanted her just the same, but chose to remain silent about it. Their hands broke free and he placed his hand in the middle of her shoulders, his fingers touching the nape of her neck, as he felt her body shiver slightly. The touch of his hand sent a wave of desire that he was bringing to her. Her eyes tried to stay focused in front of her, yet she kept looking back at him with that same playful smile. For a month now, they had seen each other on the train coming home from downtown. Always sitting near each other, their eyes glancing at each other in such a playful, innocent seduction. But now their paths had crossed and that innocence had now changed and their was something else now that enveloped them. She stopped for a moment, looking at him, then moved closer to him. Their arms wrapped around each other as their lips met in a brief, passionate kiss. He could feel her body pressing against his, her supple breasts crushed against his chest. People passed by them, not even paying any attention to their moment of such a passionate display. Or maybe they did see, but they didn't really care about it. His hand touched her stomach, moving up and then brushing against her breast, making her let out a soft, muffled moan. Yet, she didn't try to push his hand away as she kissed him even deeper. The heat between them started to grow with such intensity, as they found themselves not wanting to pull away from each other. His hand feeling her nipple hardening through the fabric of her blouse, under his touch. Her breath becoming rapid as her fingers ran through his short brown hair. Then she slowly pulled away from him, smiling at him so lovingly.

"I have never done anything like this. Gosh, I never felt anything like this before." she said in a whisper.

" I know, I never done anything like this either." he said softly to her.

Then they continued to walk down the large passageway, going with the flow of the crowd. They could hear the sound of a guitar playing and some man singing an Elton John song, with his open guitar case in front of him, looking for any donations people would be willing to give to him. They didn't seem to even worry about it, for their attention was focused on one another. As they moved got in front of him as they got in line to get on the train. As she stood in front of him, his eyes traced the sultry frame of her body. He pressed his body against her backside, his hand gently brushing against the curve of her ass, through her skirt, making her jump slightly. She looked back for a moment at him, but the expression was not as if she wanted him to stop. No, there was some other look on her face, one of such unbridled excitement. Then she turned back around, as she backed slightly feeling his hand press against her even harder. Feeling his fingers pressing against the flesh of her ass, sending a shiver of such excitement flowing through her. She could feel his body pressing against his, his hand slowly lifting the loose skirt up, and his fingers touching the laced fabric of her panties. Just from his touch, she could feel the wetness of her sex starting to build. She tried not to show her emotions, for that would have brought about unneeded attention to them. Her eyes closed for a brief moment, trying to compose herself. Lucky for them, there was someone that was holding up the line, so she was able to continue to enjoy his tender touch. Yet she knew too well that if it were to go on for too much longer, she would lose all control of her actions. Waning him even more than she wanted him right now. Her hand reached in back of her, touching his crotch, feeling the firmness of his manhood through the fabric of his pants. He moaned softly as he felt her touch, bringing about such yearning for her that he had not felt in such a long time. When the line started to move again, the hem of her skirt fell back down as she brought her hand back around in front of her. In a way she had wished that they didn't have to stop, for the pleasure that they were giving each other was now the only thing that she could think of. The only that she wanted to feel and embrace right at that moment. They made their way only the train and he followed her as she made her way down from one car to the next. It was as if she was searching for the right one for them to be in. They reached one where there were only four people sitting, scattered within the car. She sat down toward the end of it, and he sat down next to her. She looked at him, smiling that same playful and passionate smile as her hand rested on his thigh. He leaned toward her, and they kissed again in a moment of passion. Her one hand touching the side of his face while the other traveled up his thigh and started fondling his crotch. Feeling that his manhood was still as firm, which enticed her even more. She could feel his hand touching her stomach and moving up and fondling her breast again. His hand gently massaging her breast, fingers caressing her hardened nipple through the fabric of her clothes. She moaned again, as her kisses grew deeper and she knew that soon they would both lose control of their actions. Lost within the pleasure that they were sharing with each other. But they had to make sure that no one would see, that was if anyone would really care to see. Normally the back cars were not that full, for no one really wanted to walk all that way. Especially when it was rush hour, when everyone was going home from work. And that was the one thing that they hoped would happen this time.

The train started to pull away from the station, and as it did they found themselves starting to let their passion guide them without thinking about the danger of being caught. He could feel her hand moving inside his pants, grasping lightly his hard member, her fingers gingerly stroking the shaft as he let out a silent moan. Her hand moving slowly up and down it, knowing the intense pleasure that she was giving him. And in a way, she could feel such pleasure from her doing this too. His hand moved under her skirt, slowly moving up her inner thigh, till he reached the soft, laced fabric of her panties. His fingers manipulating her sex through the fabric making her body jump slightly from his touch. Moving slowly in small continuous circles over her sex, as he could feel her dampness. Her legs opened slightly, inviting him in, as if begging for him to continue the foreplay that he was giving her. His hand moving over the thin fabric if her panties and then gently pushed them to the side, freeing the damp lips of her sex. Their lips locked within a passionate embrace, as she felt his fingers sliding inside of her. Moving in and out as she moaned and her hand stroked his manhood even faster. They knew that the few people in the car were not watching them, even if they were it would have mattered to them now.

"I want you so bad." she whispered into his ear.

Her voice was like that of an angel singing to him from heaven. A voice, which he loved hearing whispering in his ear. Right when she said that, her orgasm flooded through her, stiffening her body slightly as her head went back, eyes closed and she moaned. Then without even thinking she unfastened his pants, freeing his member that she was still holding in her hand. And then lowered her head into his lap. Her lips kissed the tip of it, making his body shutter, her tongue licking the head as she listened to him breathing heavy. Then she fed it into her mouth, her lips pressed tightly around his shaft. Her head started to move up and down, bringing such intense pleasure flooding through his veins, while his fingers continued to manipulate her sex, bringing the next was of pleasure within her. Because of it, she worked even harder on his organ, wishing that she could feel it thrusting within her sex, rather than his fingers. She could feel his member twitch and then it exploded within her mouth, his liquid essence draining into her mouth. She drank him in as she felt his tip touch the back of his throat, almost making her gag. She didn't stop until finally her second orgasm flooded through her. Then she raised her head and her hand fastened her pants, putting his now limp member back into his pants. They kissed so passionately, satisfied by the pleasure that they had felt, but knew that there was yet more that their bodies yearned to express and feel. And that it will come to them, when the moment arrives. Which, would be sooner than they could think.

"Take me away, now!" she whispered passionately in his ear, as her body pressed against his.

She could feel his arms around him, holding her tightly as her head rested on his shoulder. Within that moment she no longer cared about anything that was going on around her. The only thing that ran through her mind was how much she wanted to be with him, and never leave his arms. She had never felt this alive when she was with any other man before; there was something special about him, something that she could not understand. But in a way she really didn't want to figure it out. The only thing that mattered was that she was with him. She could feel her heart pounding faster as she felt his fingers slowly moving up and down her back. Lightly scratching her through the fabric of her dress. She could feel the desire burning deep within her, yearning for him, stronger than she had ever wanted any other man. And she knew that he felt the same way for him too, just from the way that he looked at her.

"Where shall we go my darling? Tell me where it is that you want to be and we shall go there." he whispered.

"Anywhere, as long as I am with you." she replied softly without even thinking about what she was saying.

He smiled as her was they sat there within the car of the train, the heat from their passion still burning within them from a moment ago. Oh how wonderful it felt for her to feel her body in his arms, hearing him whisper in her ear, which turned her on even more. She could feel his hand on her thigh, fingers lightly stroking her flesh as she found herself becoming aroused once again. Looking into her eyes, she found herself that she wanted him again, but more than that which they had done. His kiss made her hunger for more as they sat there in the silence of the train car. He could see that he wanted her as much as she wanted him, her star-crossed lover to whom now she found herself becoming enveloped within the passions of that which he was giving to her. She was serious when she told him to take her away, for she could feel herself not wanting to leave his side. There was nothing left for her back at the place that she called her home. Nothing but an empty, cold house, with the memories of the past that she longed to forget about for months now. Believing that her life was so isolated and filled with such burdens. But now, she was in the arms of her darling lover, with his short brown hair and hazel eyes that looked at her so lovingly. He spoke words of love to her; words so tender and heart-felt that she wished for him not to stop.

"Where shall I take you my love? Speak to me of what you desire and I shall give that to you so willingly." he whispered into her ear.

Then his lips caressed her ear, sending a thrilling sensation running through her soul, stiffening her body for a moment. She let out a soft sigh as she tried to find the words to answer him with. But in her mind all that she could see was the images of passion that she yearned to share with him. Things, which she had never dared to even, utter it, let alone think and act upon it. She really didn't care about speaking of them, for she knew that he felt the same. She could feel his lips caressing the side of her neck, intensifying the sensations that she was now feeling. Her eyes closed as she felt his hand touching her breast, her still hardened nipple pressing through the fabric of her blouse.

"Make love to me. Let me feel what it is like to embrace such passion that I have for too long have not been able to be felt." she whispered and then hesitated for a moment. "I want to be with you my love. Forever. Wanting that this moment be more than just a memory to be locked away within my heart."

He didn't answer her, but his touch answered for him as their lips met in a deep, passionate kiss. Their arms wrapped around each other, as their passion grows even stronger that it had a moment before. Her fingers ran through his hair as he leaned her back into the seat, his body pressed against hers. Her body quivering from his kiss, his touch, as her nipples throbbed and her sex throbbed, feeling her body opening like a flower to him. Feeling his hands slowly pulling her blouse up, revealing the firm flesh of her stomach and breasts. Showing him the thin lace of her bra that her breasts held tightly in. His tongue running over her stomach, making her moan as her eyes closed again, still tasting him within her mouth. Never before had she let herself do something like this, never before had she found herself overwhelmed by such passion…such love. His hands slowly lifted her bra up, freeing her breasts from their confinement. She could feel the fabric brushing over her breasts, her hard nipples, as she let out a such sighs of pleasure. Then felt his tongue running circling over her nipple, mouth sucking hard upon it. The taste of it fed to the hunger that he was feeling, as well as the pleasure that he was giving her. She felt his mouth encircling her nipple, making her want to swoon from it. He took her nipple in his mouth, first one and then the other. Gentle and slow. Then raised his face up to hers again to kiss her ever so tenderly. His hands covering her breasts, pressing them firmly, allowing the nipples freedom between his fingers before pinching them lightly. She quivered in anticipation as her breath became rapid and deep. He allowed his one hand to move down her belly, fingers lightly scratching her flesh, till they got to the waistband of her skirt. His fingers of his other hand pinched her nipple as her back arched.

She could feel her sex pulsation and becoming wet again, so eager to feel whatever it was that he had planned to do for her. She watched as his hand lifted up her skirt to her hips, revealing the sultry firmness of her thighs. His hand moved up her inner thigh as the pleasure inside her, that he was creating, built stronger, ready to erupt. Without her even giving it second thought, she lifted her hips up, letting him slid her g-string off of her. Her naked, wet sex inviting him so and there was no way that he could resist her. His hands moved over her sex, so gently as they had done before, as she parted her legs wider, as his head slowly moved closer to it. His tongue running over her smoldering core, as she moaned. Never before had she thought any man would please her like this, but here he was pleasing her, showing her such passion that she had never felt before. Her head turned watching as they raced passed trees and small towns that the train didn't stop at. She could feel his mouth sucking hard on her sex, as his fingers spread her clit like a flower, sliding his finger into her most sensitive spot; creating an orgasm that was building up with each thrust of his fingers. How she wanted to feel him inside her, imagining that his fingers were his member thrusting inside of her. Arching her back, she moaned loudly as the climax came; frighteningly intense, flooding out of her.

"My darling…my love…let me feel you inside of me. Please, let me feel you." she begged.

She watched as he unfastened his pants, freeing the bulge that was showing and then his manhood was freed. He moved closer and then rubbed the tip of it over the damp lips of her sex. Making her gasped, she inhaled before she felt him push into her. Moaning as she felt his pressure against her walls. Feeling of how his thick manhood expanding her tight sex making her even more wet. He moved slowly and started to kiss her the whole time. His hands cradled her as much as he could. His tongue running along her neck, his hands gripping her waist, her breasts, his waist between her thighs, and the hard thrusts of his manhood against inside her sex brought her such peace, never felt before. She went harder as her moans became louder and her desire set free from his touch and kiss. She felt so close to him, closer than she had ever felt with any other man before. Her mind was swimming with such desires that she was not used to, as her body built up for the next climax. It was then that it flooded through her, as his arrived at the same time. She could feel his liquid essence flooding into her womb as their arms wrapped around each other. Their bodies shivering in sweet ecstasy, as he kissed her lightly on her lips.

"Oh my darling, I will take you away. Far away from everything that haunts you, so we could live together and let our love grow stronger every day. There is so much more pleasure that I can show you. That we can embrace with all our hearts." he whispered.

"I know my love. I long to share everything with you. Your pleasure, your love and your life." she answered softly, as she looked at him in silent curiosity at what other pleasures he would show her.

Touching the softness of her skin, looking into her eyes, those green eyes, made him lose himself to her; he needed her. And just from the way she smiled at him, he knew that she needed him just as much. Neither of them spoke, for what words could truly even start to explain the feelings that, which coursed through their veins right now. He thought of what she had said to him before their passion had overwhelmed them. The serious tone in her voice when she said Take me away, now! There was no way that he could deny her what her heart desired most and what he desired as well. He could take her to his home, away from town, where he lived in silent peace. Yet that isolation had taken its toll on him and he yearned for something more and she was the answer to his yearning, to his prayers. He would take her there, away from the eyes of the world and all the problems, which they had been facing. He had nothing to lose, but everything to gain. For he had nothing in his life now, and if she were in it, his life would be so much better.

She reached over and held his hand, her eyes illuminating with such passion, as her smile grew bigger. So many things she wanted to say something, anything to him, but there was nothing that she could think of. For the passion between them was now swam in her brain.

"I don't want to leave you my love. I don't want to get off this train and miss out on the one thing that I have been searching for all my life. Please, take me away with you, don't leave me broken hearted, like so many other men have done to me." she said suddenly in a desperately.

She didn't want to sound desperate to him, but her emotions made it to difficult for her to hide. Especially when she looked into his eyes, knowing there was no way she could hide it to him.

"I don't want you to leave my darling. I want to share my life with you. When I get to my stop, I want you to come home with me. I want you so much…more than just physical." he said as he moved closer to her.

"Are you serious?" she asked in a shocked tone.

Without saying a word, his lips moved closer to hers and then he kissed her so passionately. His hand touched the side of her face, as she felt her heart suddenly come alive with such desire. She knew without him saying a word that he was serous and that he was not going to let her leave his side this time. Their arms wrapped around each other as she felt her passion flowing through her all over again. Never had she thought that she would find a man that could make her feel something like this. Something so strong and passionate as he was making her feel right now. It was as if this whole moment was nothing more than a dream that she had longed to never escape from. Feeling his body pressed against hers intensified the excitement, which she was feeling for him. Something that never happened to her before with any other man. Slowly she pulled away from him, gasping as her head tilted back as her breath became rapid. His lips caressing her neck as moans became even louder. His hands gently touching her breasts, feeling her nipples pressing against the fabric of her blouse, leaving a nipple impression as she breathed deeply, that slowly faded. She knew right away what his answer was and because of that, she found herself wanting him even more than before. He slowly unbuttoned her blouse, revealing the supple curves of her breasts and the nipples that were hard and pointing at him. She had forgotten that she hadn't put her bra back on, and in a way felt a slight embarrassment about it, which faded away quickly. His hands gently touched her breasts, fingers moving over her hard nipples as she moaned so softly.

"Do what you want to me. I want you so much, I'm yours, take me any way you want." she begged.

It was then he laid her down, on the chair, taking the strap from her jacket and tied her hands together to the armrest of the seat. She looked at him with a slight fear at first, but knew that he would never do anything to hurt her. He looked at her, his passion burning within his eyes as he smiled so lovingly at her.

"Do you trust me?" he asked.

"Of course, my love. Take me, make love to me. Make love to me right now." she begged.

He leaned forward and kissed her softly upon her lips, as his hands gently fondled her breasts, as he heard her muffled moans. His fingers lightly pinching her hard nipples as she moaned even louder. She felt such desire burning within her, stronger than before. She could feel his lips nibbling on her ear as her eyes closed, enveloped within the passion of there lovemaking. Then his lips moved down the side of her neck, enticing her even more. His hands moving down her body, fingers lightly scratching the flesh of her stomach and then carefully pulled her skirt down to her ankles. Revealing the small patch of her pubis and firm, sultry thighs. His hands slowly moving up her inner thigh, feeling her body shiver under his touch. It was then she felt his fingers moving over the lips of her sex, and then into the secret folds of her moist flesh. Fingers touching her moistness, driving her deeper into the lustful passion which he was now bringing to her. She could feel her toes curling as his tongue infiltrating her secret fold, her back arched as she felt herself losing control, where she could no longer hold back the passion that was burning deep within her heart. She wished now that her hands had not been bound to the armrest, not because it was too tight, cutting into her wrists, but because she wanted to touch him, to please him as much as he was pleasing her. She was now naked and helpless to whatever it could be that he was going to do to her. And because of it, it excited her even more. Still she wanted to touch him, to feel her hands touching his flesh, arousing him the same. His tongue running across the lips of her clit, as her hips started to move within such slow rhythmic motions as she moaned even louder. His fingers sliding deeper within her sex, as she felt herself wanting his manhood inside of her so much.

"Oh my darling, don't stop. I love the way you are pleasing me." she said in a raspy voice.

"What else can I do to please you my darling?" he said, looking up from her Venus mound.

"Untie me, I want to please you to my darling. I want to show you such pleasure as you are doing with me." she said.

He untied the strap, freeing her arms and then she sat up, kissing him so passionately. Her hand moved down to his crotch, feeling the bulge within his pants. Then her hands unzipped his pants and pulled out his hard member, her fingers stroking his shaft so gently. She could see on his face how much it was pleasing him, and because of that, she found herself becoming even more excited. Not even thinking about the fact that she was sitting there next to him, practically naked. Then she lowered her head down onto his lap, taking his member into her mouth. Little sucking noises wafted out from beneath her gently moving, rotating head. Her fingers picked at his balls and rubbed them gentle, driving him wild. He could feel those wonderful lips going to work on his lap. His hand rested gently on the back on her head as he felt her lips pressing against his shaft. He could feel the pressure building inside of him, trying to fight from letting it go, for he wanted to be inside of her again.

"Oh my darling, let me be inside of you. I want you so much right now." he said passionately.

She lifted up her head and looked at him, desire burning on her face, like that, which he had never seen on a woman's face before. Without her saying a word, she pushed him back on the seat, and then climbed on top of his lap. Straddling his lap, her hand reached under her and held his shaft and then lowered herself onto him. She gasped as she felt his member penetrate into her. Her hips grinded into his lap, feeling his manhood throbbing inside her sex. His hands held her hips as she continued to ride him, feeling her body ready to explode with such ecstasy. But she knew that she wouldn't stop, for she wanted to feel his orgasm flow into her no matter what. His lips sucking in her breast so hard that she thought he would leave a mark on her sensitive flesh. Her orgasm flooded through her as she moaned, her back arched, shoving her breast further in front of him, into his eager mouth. His sex spasmed and then pulsed as he felt that he could no longer hold back. His loins exploded into her womb, as he let out a moan of such bliss. Then for no reason at all, she climbed off of his lap, knelt down in front of him and took him in her mouth again. Her head dug further into his lap and then gulped as he moaned again, shooting his seed into her mouth. Never had he thought that she would do something like this, so intense. But no matter what, he enjoyed it and wanted her even more to share his life with her. She lifted her head up from his lap, the moisture running down her chin. She kissed him passionately, as her breath was rapid as her hand touched his chest.

After they got dressed, they reached his stop and she got off the train with him, ready to be with him for the rest of her life. As they got off the train, the conductor smiled at her as he tipped his hat to her.

"I hope you enjoyed the ride." he said kindly.

"Oh yes. It was the most wonderful train ride that I ever had." she said smiling as her arms entwined with the arms of her lover.

THE END!





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