Episode 1 of "The Train Ride Pt. 6"
I spent most of Sunday relaxing, my vagina and butt recovering from the weekend's fun. A spa session helped me feel more at ease. I caught up with some friends over lunch, but their questions about potential new men in my life made me chuckle. They didn't know about all the men I'd been with. I just laughed it off and told them I was enjoying life.
On Monday, I received a text message. "Can you devote an entire weekend?"
After consulting my schedule, I replied "Yes."
The next message arrived, "You'll be given the address where you'll stay for two nights; there will be clothes waiting for you. We're heading out on Friday night."
I was curious but didn't know what to say, so I simply replied "Yes, sir."
I wondered about the items left for me. My imagination ran wild, picturing all sorts of insane outfits and experiences.
On Wednesday, I received the hotel's address via text. It was one of the finest hotels in the city center. I'd never stayed there before because it was beyond my budget. Apparently, I had a reservation.
This sounded like I was in for a luxurious weekend of sex.
Excited for the upcoming weekend, I brought a small suitcase with clothing to work. My job was on the other side of the city, but I figured it would be more convenient than going home and then returning to the hotel.
After work, I hopped on the subway, and soon found myself in the hotel's lobby. Checking in with my ID and name, the staff welcomed me warmly. I was staying in a corner suite on the 14th floor. Nice, I thought.
I entered the room, and oh my, it was luxurious. I walked to the large windows, admiring the view of the river and city. Stepping into the bedroom, I jumped on the huge, comfortable bed. There was a massive spa located on my balcony, and my deviant thoughts entertained me for a moment.
When I tried to hang clothes up, I discovered a black dress had been placed there. I assumed this was the clothing described to me. Since the dress was tight, I decided to see how it fit.
The dress was tailored perfectly to my body. It was incredibly short and hugged my ass tightly, and luckily, I'd done some workouts beforehand. It lacked a back, with the front consisting of two pieces of fabric stretching behind my neck and tied in a bow. The top part of the dress dipped low to expose my stomach and left my breasts exposed, with only a few inches of fabric covering my nipples. It was something I'd never worn before, as I'd never really considered it.
I strutted around the room, admiring my toned legs and ass in the reflection of the full-length mirror. My breasts looked incredible and firm. I have to admit, I felt great about how I looked.
By afternoon, my attention turned to the dress. I tried it on, discovering that it was a perfect fit and that the dress hugged my body tightly without embarrassing me.
I sent a text: "The room is stunning; the dress is just as lovely, thank you."
The response came instantly. "You deserve the best; I hope the dress suits you. I'll pick you up at 10 pm. Adam."
A warmth spread throughout my body, feeling great from his compliments. But I couldn't forget – it was the first time he'd given me his name.
As the night approached, I ate a light salad dinner and limited the amount I ate, as I needed to fit back into my tight dress. I had a couple of gin and tonics to calm my nerves.
After showering and getting ready, I slipped into my g-string. Then, I carefully struggled into the dress.
Around 10, there was a knock at the door. I straightened up immediately and opened it to be greeted by Adam. His handsome face smiled as he greeted me with a kiss on the cheek.
"You look beautiful, Sophie," he said.
Blushing, I responded, "Thank you, sir."
"This is Damien," Adam introduced me to the dark-haired man beside him, who I remembered from the previous weekend.
"You remember me?" I asked, surprised.
"Indeed, you've left a lasting impression," Damien confirmed as he embraced me with a warm smile, and I didn't forget how tall and muscular they both were.
"We're heading out for some fun," Adam explained. "Ready?"
I grabbed my coat off the chair but Adam denied my plan. "You don't need that," and he threw the coat back onto the chair. "You have a gorgeous body, and you'll display it for everyone to see."
I looked at him and nodded, knowing he was in charge, and strangely, I liked it.
We hopped into the elevator, heading to the ground floor. Adam's hand brushed against my hip - a small gesture, but it seemed so seductive. The elevator doors opened, and Adam invited me to walk through the lobby on my own. I made sure to strut with confidence, being cautious as my chest swayed with every step, worried that the hotel guests would see my breasts fall out. In the lobby, most men studied me with admiration.
Outside, Adam grabbed my arm and shared that the club was only a short distance away. We arrived at the club, where lines typically congregated. Fortunately, his friends had connections, and we breezed past the crowd. I pretended not to hear the catcalls from the assembly.
Upon entering the club, we encountered a bustling crowd. Adam took my hand and steered me through the masses. We reached a seating area where two other men greeted us. Adam inquired about my cocktail preferences, and I opted for a drink to begin the night. As I started sipping the cocktail, the men lauded my appearance. Several younger men couldn't resist touching me.
Dancing was next on my agenda, and Damien volunteered to lead me to the dance floor. We began normally, but his hands soon made their way to my hips. His fingers gently massaged my waist. I swayed to the music, enjoying Damien's sensual moves and smile. I turned around, pressing my ass against his groin. He surveyed the room, casually grazing over my breast, causing my nipple to harden. Eventually, we ventured back to our seats.
My cocktail was being refilled when Adam requested another drink. I spots shots served on a tray, and a shot was thrust into my hand. I downed it with the others. As we progressed, I indulged in more cocktails and shots, my thoughts light and carefree.
It was time for Adam to dance, and we joined the slower songs. He remained a gentleman, his hands remaining coyly on my waist. When we returned, more drinks and shots were waiting for us. I took my place among the group, inebriated and happy.
Impatient to dance more, I dragged two younger men to the dance floor. As I gyrated to the music, the two placed their hands on me. I enjoyed their attention. I teased the one in front of me, feigning flirtation; the other closing his arms around me from behind. He placed his hands on my hips and pushed my ass back onto his growing erection. He placed his hand under my dress, feeling my bare ass, and then groped my pussy.
My lover sang along to the music, his body swaying. The young man in front of me continued to dance, and he began caressing my chest. As I leaned into him, I felt his finger slide under my dress, his hand tracing my bare lips within my panties. I moaned in delight, yearning for more.
Tired of dancing, I instructed the trio to follow me back to my room. In the elevator, Adam and Damien embraced me from behind. I reached back and fondled their groins. Damien reached forward and unbuttoned my top, exposing my breasts. The duo continued to caress my chest as we rode the elevator, hoping no one was waiting for the doors to open on my floor.
When the elevator doors opened, they guided me to my room. Upon entering, Adam placed me on my knees and pulled his erect cock in front of my face. I took him in, enjoying the feel of his cock in my mouth. I realized I'd been submitting to his dominance. Feeling rebellious but also excited, I told the guys we should use condoms. Adam and Damien improvised, prompting me to stop, fearing that someone may have heard my comment.
Reassuring me, Adam took my hand and entwined my fingers with his. We slowly stroked his cock together, my head slightly buzzed. Damien brought out separate drinks for the three of us and left.
Two more individuals entered the room.
Laughing as he walked in, one of them quipped, "Wow, you didn't even pause before jumping on that opportunity."
Adam chuckled, "No, mate. She was teasing him, and I really wanted to have some fun."
I continued sucking on his dick.
I could feel his cock growing, although it was pleasurable, I could still sense he was about to ejaculate-so I swallowed every drop. After he'd completely finished, he collected his drink, now the center of attention. I, too, removed my outfit, showing my respect for his clearly visible satisfaction.
We polished off our drinks. Damien then led me to the bedroom, instilling an atmosphere of excitement within me. I whispered, "Can you tell me their names?" learning about them added to my eagerness. They were Greg and John.
Greg followed behind us, stripping in blatant eagerness. Damien undressed me from behind, gently sliding my dress from my bare shoulders. It dropped to the floor. I took off my underwear.
Laying on my back, Damien positioned my legs wide open with his huge hands while he went down to explore my pussy with his tongue. I couldn't help but let out a soft moan. Damien continued with his insanely satisfactory actions. Greg took this as his cue and positioned his body over mine. He laid his stiff cock in front of my mouth as I opened, eager to take a taste.
Heavy breathing accompanied my gagging on his throbbing member as he pushed further down into my throat. Once he'd reached a fever pitch, he began thrusting his hips forward, shooting several jets of semen into my mouth. I happily swallowed his warm, fulfilling release.
Beside me, Damien signaled for me to ride his erection. I happily climbed onto him, grasping his enormous throbbing member as I lowered myself into him. The enormous sized cock offered a complex feeling; fullness and pleasure at once. I began moving up and down, enjoying each sensation while being steered towards orgasm by Damien's powerful thrusts-as he held my breast tighter and pushed me further.
Adam suggested while I was nearing climax, "Ride him-make sure he shots every last drop out of him."
I did not object to this fantastic opportunity.
I continued organizing pleasure from him while my vision was obscured by his moist arms around my back and body. Just then, John emerged from the bedroom, his impressive figure displayed his muscular, lean body. I slipped into a squatting position before him, opening my mouth to receive his cock. Demonstrating a sense of experience I took the head into my mouth. Eventually, he was fully erect. Sensing his growing arousal, I advanced my mouth to suck all his length in congruent rhythm with our enthusiastic demands.
Feeling a full erection within my mouth, quicker shifts of my tongue and jaw created an even more intense experience. Shockingly, an agonizing climax overtook me as he unloaded in my mouth.
Once relieved, John offered me a sensual kiss and began separating from me. As I removed myself from him, I positioned myself between Damien, his substantial cock, and the edge of the bed. Instruction from Damien, "C'mon baby, let's get on it."
Obediently, I positioned myself on his hard, impressive penis. Nevertheless, I slowly lowered myself while his hands grabbed one of my bare breasts harder and harder.
As he says "Fuck me harder Sophie." I intensified my movement on his dick. Feeling the heat of his body building as I rode him, his urges rose with every thrusting session.
After he exploded within me, he motioned for me to stop. I had successfully drained him. I gently gave my final downward push to his pelvis, and then I exited his cock. Watching John enter the bedroom, his height detected at roughly 6'4". The sight left me in awe; how much masculinity could one man have?
He brought a bottle of lube to my body, lubricating it for the next act. After soothing penetration, he gently pushed the head into my ass, letting me adjust before fully consuming his cock, completely taking me. My entire body buzzed with sensations, despite feeling completely full. He octys his thrust with force but controlled, creating all-encompassing pleasure. I grunted in response, yelping as he pushed deep inside me.
Gigging my hair, he forced me into a more parallel position. Gradually, he put forth more aggressive strokes. As he got closer to cumming, he Deep spanked me on the backside.
"Oh, that felt so friggin' good, fuck," came a high-octave voice of pleasure from behind me.
After he enjoyed himself, he interestingly released his hold on me, adjusting his stance and then relaxed on top of me.
"Wow, that was indeed such bloody fun, a pleasure, fuck." He explained his experience within his satisfaction.
"That sounds cool, what can I help with?" I asked.
"We'll take care of the planning, all you need to do is ensure everyone's taken care of." He replied. "Oh, and be your hot self." He added.
"I'll definitely do that." I responded, smiling as I opened my robe.
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