Rail Journey Back Home
"Crap, it's about to depart!" Shaz shouted, frantically swiping her card over the gate's reader. The rest of us were hurrying to pass through the barriers as well. I made it and scrutinized the platform, ensuring all eight of us were present.
"We'll need to run!" I declared, crossing the platform rapidly towards the incoming train, stumbling in our high heels. Kirsty was in front of me, sprinting with her tight dress hiking up her backside. With each step, she'd stop to adjust it, disrupting my progress.
We made it to the train door and pounded the button. Slowly, the doors slid open, and we all climbed inside. Bursting with relief that we hadn't missed the last train, we laughed and chattered.
It was my 21st birthday, and my friends and I had just spent the night partying. Our attire included heavy makeup and low-cut dresses barely concealing our undergarments. We were all quite intoxicated. We managed to find an empty section of the carriage and collapsed onto chairs lining the aisle.
"Jesus," Marley exclaimed, laughing. "I'm sweaty!" She lifted her arm and took a whiff.
I realized my breasts were almost exposed, and I hastily readjusted my dress. Wearing an overly tight tube dress posed this issue. "We didn't even need to run," I noted. "It hasn't even left yet."
"Shite, I almost tripped for no reason," Shaz complained.
I observed the other passengers in the carriage, all of whom stood and sought quieter accommodations, likely due to our obnoxious behavior. I shushed them and held up a finger to my lips. "Quiet," I whispered. "You're scaring the other passengers away."
"Fuck them," Bryony retorted loudly.
"I can't believe I hadn't pulled on my 21st," I stated, "I'm so horny, but all the guys seemed lackluster."
"I know," Shaz commiserated, "However, you did kiss that Italian-looking guy."
"Yeah," I reminisced, a dreamy expression on my face. "He seemed Italian but was actually from Newcastle and spoke with an obnoxious accent. He was an exceptional kisser, though, and fingered me while we made out. But then he left with a Chinese girl."
"Haha, you slut," Paige snickered, leaning over the seat in front of me. Her massive breasts almost spilled out of her shirt.
"Fuck you, Paige - you sucked off two guys simultaneously in disgusting London toilets last time we went out," I retorted. That shut her up, and she returned to her seat.
As the train began leaving Waterloo station, the carriages became less populated, as we'd frightened off other passengers. However, just as we were enjoying this quiet moment, the doors at the opposite end flew open, and a group of older men tumbled in, equally inebriated.
One of them noticed the "Birthday Girl" tiara my friends had made for me and shouted, "Happy Birthday!" pointing at me. I questioned his choice of nickname.
He grabbed one of his friends and guided him my way. "This guy, it's his birthday too!"
They were all older than us, but looked just as wasted as we were. A few of them sat around us while the birthday lad remained standing next to me. He was positively stunning and attractive to me due to his maturity.
"Hey, Birthday Girl," he said, leaning in. "How old are you?" I discovered that he was standing close enough to see my cleavage.
"Twenty-one," I responded with a smile, pushing my breasts further out of my top. "And you?"
"Thirty-one," he replied. "Now I feel ancient!"
"You look younger than that," I replied, growing more attracted to him. I scooted down the seat closer to the window. "May I sit here?"
"Thank you," he said, settling next to me. Paige sneaked a peek through the gap between the seats and mocked a blowjob motion.
The other guys were mingling with my friends, who seemed enthusiastic about their choices. It seemed our night was taking an even more positive turn.
As the train sped away from London, I conversed effortlessly with my new companion. His name was Matt, and he and his friends were returning to Bournemouth. Our journey together would be cut short since we were disembarking at Woking, but I knew I'd have to make a move soon.
I wasn't matching Shaz's pace, however. Across the aisle I saw she was already messily making out with one of the guys, her eyes closed and her mouth wide open. As I observed, his hand traveled up to one of her sizeable breasts and gave it a squeeze. She seemed to be genuinely enjoying it.
Some of the other females took note of this and applauded, before resuming their individual chats. Marley was detailing how she had thrown up in the bar.
I snuggled up to Matt, resting my hand on his leg. "Why are you called Gallop?" I enquired.
Matt laughed, "It's an old nickname. It's because that's what horses do." I still didn't fully understand. "And, well, when people used to see me in the gym changing room, they said, um, that I had a dick like a horse."
Holy shit, my face grew hot at this thought. There wasn't anything I liked more than a really large dick. I glanced at his lap. In his tightly-fitting jeans, his bulge was impressive. "And is it big?" I dared to inquire.
"What?"
"Huge?"
"I guess, I don't genuinely know," he said. I realized this was a forward conversation for someone he had just met.
Knowing my time was limited, "Do you want to kiss me?" I asked coyly.
Matt turned towards me, caressing my face as he pulled me in for a passionate kiss, his tongue delving into my mouth. He was assertive, and I melted under his touch. My breathing grew deeper, and I felt a rush of moisture between my legs.
I moved my hand further up his thigh until it touched his bulge. He wasn't erect, but I could feel his cock was quite sizeable in his jeans.
His hand rested on my thigh too, just inside my dress. His fingers brushed against my inner thigh, so close to my mound that I writhed with eagerness. My pussy throbbed, craving his touch. While glancing down, I noticed he was wearing a wedding ring.
"Are you married?" I asked, pausing.
"Yes. Does it matter?" he retorted.
Oddly, it actually made me wetter. Married, older guys were my weakness. There was nothing sexier than experience.
"Absolutely not," I said, sliding his hand an inch higher. The side of his fingers brushed against my clit through my underwear and I let out a soft whimper at the pleasure flooding through my body. We continued our passionate kissing.
"Do you have a boyfriend?" he inquired, his finger teasing my clit through my underwear. I was panting with desire now.
"No," I responded, "just a few friends with benefits."
I was panting with ardor now. Shaz and her guy were still deeply entwined in each other, I was quite sure he was fingering her under her dress. A couple of my other pals found men to make out with as well.
"Let's locate a quieter place," I whispered in Matt's ear, then planted a long, lingering kiss on his neck.
"Good idea," he said, standing up. We both stood up. Some of the other girls noticed and pondered.
"Where are you going?" asked Paige, the snoopy girl.
"I require the restroom," I answered.
"I'll make sure she's alright," said Matt with a wink.
We headed out of the cabin to some drunken cheers from them. We moved through the next cabin, swaying slightly as the train shook from side to side. We arrived at the back, with a toilet. I pressed the button to open it. But then I realised it was occupied. There were sounds of someone being sick emerging from the door.
"Fuck, dammit!" I huffed. I was longing to fuck this guy and I had been hoping to do it in the restroom.
We continued on up the train, entering the second half of the next cabin. "There's possibly a toilet here," I considered optimistically. The doors slid open, and we proceeded through. No one was present here at all, but also no toilet. I observed that this was the final section before the driving cab.
Matt held my hand and led me all the way to the rear, where we sat down on two much larger leather seats. There was more space here. He resumed our passionate kissing, pushing himself into me and groping my substantial breasts. It took little effort to pull down the front of my dress and bra and free them. He rubbed my nipple with his thumb, causing me to moan into his mouth.
"You've got exceptional tits, Hayley," he told me. "I've gotta snap a photo of them." He took out his phone and photographed my breasts protruding from the front of my dress.
"Pass on your number, and I'll send you better photos than that," I promised, gasping with anticipation.
One day, I told a guy my phone number, and he quickly added it to his contacts. After that, he set his phone aside and proceeded to grasp both my breasts. He squeezed them tightly and started sucking on one of my nipples while rubbing the other one. It felt incredible, but all I could think about was seeing his enormous cock.
I promptly undid his belt, unbuttoned his jeans, and unzipped them. Inside, I found his colossal cock, which wasn't fully erect yet. My hands couldn't even go all the way around it due to its immense thickness. I'd seen some big dicks before, but this one took the cake.
"Holy crap, it's huge," I exclaimed. The guy just grinned in response.
I could hardly take my eyes off his monster cock. I started stroking it, which made it even harder. Soon, his cock was fully firm and took up most of his jeans. I leaned forward and tried to put his penis in my mouth, but it was so massive that it barely fit the tip. I opted for licking it from top to bottom instead.
Then, the door to our first-class compartment opened. "Your friend's here," the guy said. Immediately, I recognized Paige approaching us from afar.
"Is there a toilet in here?" she asked, "Someone's throwing up in the other one."
As Paige got closer, she saw that the guy's immense member was in my hands and that my breasts were spilling out of my dress. Astonished, she murmured, "Hot damn!" She was obviously admiring his enormous dick.
I scoffed and retorted, "There's no toilet in here, get out of here."
"Can I touch it?" Paige inquired.
"No, go away," I ordered, wishing to maintain our privacy.
"Alright, alright," Paige reluctantly said, heading toward the other end of the compartment.
After she left, I jumped onto the guy's lap and planted a deep kiss on his lips. As I sat on him, his hard cock rubbed against my soaked knickers that had ridden up to my hips.
I notice he had his hands on my butt, helping me rub myself against him. His fingers were almost touching my anus through the thin material of my thong. The sensation of his cock against my clit was too much for me. I couldn't wait any longer to feel him inside of me. I pulled my knickers aside and impaled myself on his thick cock. Luckily, I was wet enough to accommodate him.
I started to ride him, taking him deeper into me with every thrust. My lips felt stretched open as I screamed with pleasure. I couldn't believe I was able to take his entire penis inside me.
The guy was also enjoying himself. "Damn, you're so tight," he cried out, grabbing my chest and sucking on one of my nipples.
"Am I tighter than your wife?" I asked, still attracted to the thought that he was married.
"Yes, fuck yes," he answered.
"Am I tighter than the receptionist you're cheating with at work?" I teased.
"Yes, fuck yes," he responded, shocked. "How do you know I'm sleeping with the receptionist?"
"Just a hunch," I joked.
Finally, I managed to fit his entire cock inside me, and I stopped for a moment to enjoy the sensation. It felt like I was stuffed to capacity. My lips were stretched around the base of his massive dick, and my entire vagina was filled with his firmness.
"You're huge," I sighed, unable to comprehend how big he was.
Unfortunately, just as I was about to enjoy every inch of him, the doors to our compartment slid open again. I looked back and saw Shaz and the guy she was hooking up with crawling in, almost falling into the seats across the aisle.
"Hi, Hayley!" Shaz greeted me cheerfully. "We're going to have sex! There was someone throwing up in the other toilet." She and her date eventually collapsed into seats halfway down the aisle, with her on top of him. I could see him grabbing her butt and tugging down her dress.
Let's see, while they were busy with their own stuff, I continued on with Matt. As he was about to leave me, I quickly jumped back onto his tool, feeling him almost leave me entirely before crashing back inside. I tried my best to be quieter with other people around, but it wasn't easy with each time he filled me, causing me to scream out loud. His hands remained on my ass, now massaging my back door, delivering yet another marvelous sensation.
At that moment, he gently inserted a finger into my tight butt hole. I was teetering on the edge of a massive orgasm, and the mix of his cock and finger once again sent me into a frenzy. He kept Matt embedded deep inside me while I rocked my hips, fondling my clit against him, causing me to scream as my body exploded in pleasure.
I found myself screaming with joy as I reached the peak of my orgasm, my face buried in his neck. He embraced me tightly, comforting me through the waves of happiness that flooded every inch of my body. I noticed Shaz and her boyfriend gazing at me with surprise as I let out these loud shouts. They went back to what they were doing, Shaz now presenting her gluteus maximus for the world, kneeling in the aisle and her skirt up around her waist.
Her beau appeared next to her in the aisle and slowly rolled a condom onto his big unit. Then he drove his hard dick into Shaz's backdoor so hard it seemed like he could split her in two. Each thrust was met with Shaz's yells and moans, and occasionally, he'd swat her ample ass with his hand like a child with a wooden paddle. It kept her giggling and yelling with ecstasy.
Matt and I continued with our shenanigans, and our joint vocalizations soon filled the train car. Matt then seized me, lifting me up onto the row of seats and lying on top of me. Now, he was the one in control. He held my wrists up above my head with one of his strong hands.
He rammed himself into me aggressively, staring directly into my eyes as he took me as he saw fit. He had a powerful grip that gave him the ability to go deep inside me, producing an intense euphoria.
"You are so... fucking... tight," he kept repeating in between his thrusts. "I'm... going to... fuck... you... so... hard... you... slut."
He ordered me around and finally dragged me over the edge of another orgasm. I couldn't help but scream as the intense pleasure enveloped me. Wave after wave of satisfaction washed over me, leaving me breathless. However, he didn't stop, keeping his frenzied pace, prolonging my climax to a mind-blowing extent.
After he grew tired, he got up from me, panting hard. His cock glistened with my luscious lubrication. I didn't think his member could get any harder, but it did. This made it even more difficult to keep my eyes off of it.
"Turn around," he commanded as he analyzed his cock, now covered in my creamy essence. I complied, getting on my knees on the seat and leaning on the window of the train car. He clamored up behind me, and urged himself into me, making me cry out in pleasure once again.
With the same intensity he had in me, he rammed into me, the sound of their skin colliding echoing throughout the car. My hands gripped the window as Matt started to fuck me like a man possessed. My heaving breasts bounced out of my dress, showing off my substantial size. Initially, there was no view from the window other than darkness. However, as the train sped past a well-lit station that we wouldn't be stopping at, passengers could be seen on the platform. They all had their mouths opened wide trying to watch the spectacle.
The train swiftly picked up speed again, and he continued to plunge into me hard. I was on display for a while as the train slid through the darkness until he found his own release. "Are... you... on... the... pill?" he asked to make sure no babies would come out of this encounter.
"Yes!" I squeaked, even though I had missed a few doses. It didn't matter; I desperately wanted his seed within me, and I could always get the morning-after pill the next day. He didn't stop pounding me from behind, just pulled out after unloading his massive load. His cock swayed back and forth between my thighs, filled with his hot, thick seed.
We were both left exhausted and spent but absolutely fulfilled.
When the time came, he released the penis from its hiding place, and recorded it ejaculating onto my seat. I propped my vagina wide open with my hands on my butt, savoring the sensation of him watching my throbbing pussy ooze his semen.
Suddenly, the intercom sounded. "The next station is Woking," it chimed. "The next station is Woking."
"Damn, that's our stop!" I exclaimed, standing up. I yanked my dress' top up and tucked my boobs away, and then pulled my underwear back so they concealed my crotch. I was leaking cum into my panties and couldn't avoid it.
Meanwhile, the guy behind me continued humping Shaz from behind. Her butt was crimson from the hard spanks he'd given it. He seemed close to climaxing though, his thrusts growing erratic. Then, he yanked out, swiftly removing the condom and clutching his erection as he strived to restrain himself. "Turn around!" he breathed urgently.
Shaz turned around and held out her ample breasts to him. She also stuck out her tongue, presenting it for a facial. He gave his penis one last stroke, and his sperm shot out, covering her face in a torrent. He released another load, flying across her face in a long line, and then a third and fourth, drenching her again. The subsequent bursts were slightly lighter, but still saturated her.
"Holy shit!" I involuntarily remarked.
"It's our stop!" I told Shaz hurriedly.
She managed to stand up and pulled up her knickers while wiping the cum off her face with tissues from my purse. We rushed down the aisle to the exit as she attempted to clean herself.
Our friends were assembled around the train's doors, waiting for it to stop. "Jesus, you two look a mess," Paige scolded. I glanced at myself in a nearby mirror and cringed; my locks were a disaster and my makeup had been smeared all over my face. But Shaz was even worse. She achieved the removal of the cum from her face and hid her breasts but her skirt was noticeably soiled, as was her hair.
"Piss off, Paige," Shaz told her cheerfully. "At least we've had sex."
The train slowed down considerably. "Shaz, it's our stop!" I yelled.
She struggled to her feet, swaying from side to side as she attempted to pull her panties up. I passed her some tissue from my bag and we walked down the aisle toward the exit.
As we stepped out of the train onto the deserted platform, the doors closed with a harsh clunk. The train let out a high-pitched whine while beginning its trip away. We took a glance back, our breath visibly fogging in the cold night air, and saw our new friends waving through the window.
"Let's show them our tits," suggested Shaz mischievously.
Laughter filled the air as we all lifted the tops of our dresses to expose our breasts to the departing train. Even Paige, who'd earlier protested, joined the fun. I lightly shook mine in front of the spectators as they applauded and cheered, their faces pressed to the window.
With the distant red light fading away, we made our way through the station and into the car park.
"Shaz, there's your boyfriend," said a man by a heavily customized car with a prominent spoiler.
"Aw, isn't that sweet?" Shaz responded. "He's paying me a visit."
I noticed cum dripping from her hair onto her shoulder. "You've got cum in your hair," I observed.
"He doesn't mind," Shaz replied cheekily. "It turns him on when I fuck other guys. Expecting a rough night later."
"Do you want a ride?" Shaz inquired.
"No, I'm walking," I said. I realized my knickers were leaking sperm, and I didn't want to soil Darren's auto's seats.
My phone beeped, revealing a message from Matt. "That was incredible, I need to spend the entire night making love to you. I'll send you a message next week." I chuckled to myself.
"So hot," I typed back. "I can't wait to have your gigantic penis inside me again."
The screen indicated a second incoming message. "Next time, I'm going to fuck your anal cavity with it," it said. How would I ever manage to accommodate his massive cock in my butt?
My companions wished me happy birthday again, and we strolled off into the night for our separate dwellings. Indeed, it had developed into a birthday to remember.
Read also:
- Yes, Darling
- Western Tail: Rear End of the West
- Katie's Fresh Beginnings: Chapter 8
- In order to listen to your moans.
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