I’m usually a person who makes quick, spontaneous decisions, but here I took a while to think about whether I should take this step. My angel and devil sides were arguing fiercely. The devil in me really irritated me and told me to get on the next train and go to this absolutely hot guy. The angel in me always appealed to my mind and my reason and said don’t go, he’s much too young for you, he could be your son. Then again my little devil said to me: why not, what do you have to lose, and when I’m no longer in this world, at least I’ll know that I’ve lived a really good life and experienced really cool things. Well, what won in the end, the devil in me and not the little angel.
The next day I went to the station and bought a ticket and had a seat reserved in the sleeping car because the train didn’t leave until very late in the evening and I thought I could get a little sleep that way! I did a few more things before I went back to the station and waited for my train. The train arrived at the station on time but still had to wait for 20 minutes. I found my place to sleep, brought my things inside, locked the door and went back to the platform. And then I saw him, the dream of my sleepless nights, the hottest guy I’ve ever met. Very young but still looking totally masculine. He came up to me and asked where the sleeping car compartment was. My knees were shaking and I couldn’t get a word out. I stuttered and explained to him where the sleeping car was. He grinned crookedly and thanked me.
Sweetie said I only asked for the sleeping car. My name is Jean, by the way. He walked past me and a beguiling scent of aftershave and body odor clouded my senses. Completely dazed and slightly damp in my panties, I went back into the train to give in to my wild and erotic fantasies that were starting to emerge. I was just about to close the door to my compartment when it opened from the inside and Jean came towards me. Oh no, I thought: How am I supposed to survive the night with such a hot guy? This can’t end well. I was on my way to visit a cute boy. I just thought, what are you actually doing here? Jean spoke to me and asked: Have you eaten yet and what is your name? I told him that my name was Natascha and that I hadn’t eaten anything yet. He too sensed the charged atmosphere that had developed between us.
He then just said: come on, let’s go and eat something quickly before we don’t have time and have to go to bed hungry. So we went into the dining car and Jean held out the chair for me. As he did so, he leaned down slightly towards me and at that moment every hair on my head stood on end. He whispered gently in my ear, we’ll have dessert in the compartment. Then I lost control. I said to him: let’s have dessert now, jumped up and almost fled back to the compartment. Jean followed leisurely, grinning, knowing full well what was about to happen. He unlocked the compartment door and just said: Natascha, come to me. I know that you want it just as much as I do. I went towards him and we kissed hotly and wildly. He pulled me tightly against him and I could feel his strong arousal on my thigh.
He slowly took off my shirt and stroked my back. He said to me: you smell wonderful and started to nibble on my earlobe, while he opened my bra and took it off. My nipples were standing up straight. Jean stroked them and then took them in his mouth one at a time, sucked on them gently and played with the tip of his tongue by circling my nipples. I became more and more restless and felt my vagina getting wetter and wetter, then I took his hand and guided it to my wet vagina. Feel for yourself how horny you are making me. He stuck two fingers into my wet, horny slit and pulled them out again, but only to lick them. I moaned loudly and pressed myself even harder against him so I could feel his huge cock even better.
Then I couldn’t take it any longer and took off his shirt and stroked his back and his belly, down to his belt. His skin felt soft and made me want more. I opened the belt and the buttons on his pants and then it jumped out at me, this huge, amazing cock, as if it had only been waiting to finally be freed from its constraints. All I could think was, wow, so huge, and then Jean pushed me down so that I could take it in my mouth. Very slowly and lightly my tongue played with the tip of his penis and Jean moaned loudly. Yes, baby, keep going, please don’t stop. Then my lips wrapped around the tip of his penis and my hands grasped this huge cock and rubbed it up and down. Jean fucked my mouth so hard that I thought his cock was coming out the back.
I could feel that he was about to cum because I could taste drops again. But then he pulled out his cock and swung me around so that I could face the bed. He tied my hands to the bed and spread my legs. I was completely at his mercy. This state of affairs excited me so much that my pussy juice just ran down my legs. Jean knelt down and licked up all the juice, but continued to fuck me with his fingers. I moaned loudly and screamed the whole compartment. Suddenly we heard noises and stayed very quiet. I whispered, completely hoarse from moaning and screaming: Did you hear that too? He said: Yes, maybe we have spectators. Then he asked me if that turned me on and I said yes. So we carried on and acted as if we were alone on the train. He untied me and turned me so that I was sticking my ass out towards him.
Jean said, go on, bend over and hold your holes in front of me so that I can see and lick them both properly. I knelt on the edge of the bed and stuck my butt up in the air. He ran his tongue through my slit and sucked on my clit. He fucked me with his fingers. I squirted so wetly that he couldn’t drink and lick it all, I had so much juice for him. Then suddenly I had his hard, fuck-ready cock in my wet slit. Oh yes, it was so hot, the way he thrust, powerfully and hard. Over and over again. Every time he was close to squirting, he pulled his cock out and continued to fuck me with his fingers. But at some point he couldn’t hold back any longer. I could feel that we were both close to orgasm and I started to move my pelvis in circles. That excited him even more and I felt us both unloading together.
It was so hot that we couldn’t stop squirting. Our pulses slowly calmed down and we calmed down. I wanted to say something else, but I must have fallen asleep in his arms. Shortly before we arrived at our actual destination, Jean moved me and said that we were almost there. I was still dazed from the night and didn’t notice that Jean was suddenly no longer in the compartment. So I slowly got dressed, freshened up a bit and hoped that the young man who had put me on the train on this long journey didn’t notice my adventure. The train pulled into the station and I got out. The young man who had put me on this journey was nowhere to be seen. Then suddenly someone spoke to me very quietly from behind and asked how my journey had been. I turned around slowly, my face bright red.
Jean stood in front of me and introduced himself. Hello baby, I’m Jean and I wanted to pick you up from the train station. Only now did I realize that he had prepared everything so that our weekend would start off in a pleasant way. He had planned everything down to the last detail. I was just excited and totally fascinated. Our weekend was the most wonderful, hottest and horniest thing I have ever experienced in my entire life. If I could wish for something, I would like to experience this adventure again.