s*x Train

Chapter 1-2

Fernando's hands gripped her across the back tightly, and he slipped one hand upward to tug at the metal tab of the zipper that ran down the back of her simple dress. He pulled and the rasping sound announced its parting. He tugged the material and, with Alice helping, slid the short sleeves of her dress off her arms. Looking over her now bared shoulder, Fernando unsnapped the thin bra and pulled it off and down her arms, freeing her breasts.

Trying to suppress her momentary feeling of embarrassment, Alice snuggled closely against Fernando's chest, crushing her newly exposed breasts tightly to his skin, feeling the tingling sensations of his nakedness against her own. Her arms again circled his neck, her hands feeling the strength of his shoulders and back, stroking and kneading him, and drawing her body closer to his in an effort to become one, a single entity.

Fernando let his hands roam freely up and down the curve of Alice's back, experiencing the soft firmness of her skin, the resilience of her youthful body as it squirmed beneath his in the first spasms of the coital thrusts that would come later. Laying on his side, Fernando stretched out beside her and let his hands push at the gathered material of her dress which was bunched tightly around her waist. Her rounded belly heaved and contracted with his touch and he sensed the great need that made Alice's movements almost involuntary. As he pushed steadily at the dress, Alice lifted her hips, arching her body off the seat and allowing Fernando to shove the dress down her legs.

Sinking back to the softness of the cushioned seat, Alice kicked the dress free, and then, almost as an afterthought, pushed off her shoes. The thought of making love with her shoes on struck her as ridiculously funny, and she smiled as she heard them thud on the floor of the compartment.

The draft from the air conditioning made goose bumps up and down her legs and she pressed them together, flexing the muscles of her thighs so that the slit of her crotch compressed and excited her loins. Tingling vibrations roamed at random over her near-nude body following the path of Fernando's hands as they explored her flesh and brought new and more intense sensations to her being.

Slipping his hand into the elastic waistband of Alice's thin panties, Fernando forced the nearly transparent material down, exposing her lower belly until the wispy curls of her pubic bush were peeking over the edge of the fabric invitingly. Again Alice arched her body, allowing Fernando to slip the panties down her legs. She kicked them free, letting them fall to the floor of the compartment to join the other debris of their eager coupling.

Quickly tearing himself away from the lushness of Alice's young and vibrant flesh, Fernando stood up in the narrow aisle and as rapidly as his shaking fingers would allow, unbuckled his belt, slid down the zipper of his pants, and pushed them down his legs, stepping out of only one leg before kicking the corded material away from him and into the pile of Alice's clothing. His c**k, red-tipped and throbbing with hot energy, sprang from the confinement of his clothing and waved wildly in the air in front of him. Looking down as he pulled off his socks, Fernando saw that Alice had opened her eyes and was gazing rapturously at his vermillion-headed c**k. When she saw him looking at her, Alice, blushing pink, turned her face to the back cushion.

Kneeling at the side of the seat, Fernando leaned over her and started kissing her cheek, eyes, ears, and neck, letting his tongue slide over her skin. His c**k was pressed hard against the front of the seat, but he ignored the discomfort. His two hands roved over her lushness, feeling the resilience of her skin, the heat of her desire. His hands cupped her breasts and he squeezed them hard, letting his finger press and stroke the distended n*****s until they were swollen.

Alice writhed under his brutal but tender caressing of her breasts, feeling her organs deep in her loins churn and prepare themselves for his invasion. She tossed her head from side to side on the cushion, and let her hands find his flanks. The sight of his stiffened p***s had excited her more than she had thought was possible, and she wanted to feel it with her hands, although she didn't know exactly how she could do it since she didn't have much experience. She told herself to relax and do what she felt like doing. Her hands stroked Fernando's sides and, turning her body slightly, she was able to reach the c**k wedged tightly against the front of the cushion. She let her fingers curl around the solid column of flesh, and felt the throbbing heat against her palm. Alice squeezed the hardness in her hand and pulled the skin up and down. It felt good to excite him, to know that she was bringing him pleasure, as much pleasure as he was bringing her. Rubbing her thumb over the bulbous head, she felt the drop of lubricating moisture seeping from the slitted end and spread it over the top of his c**k. He felt so big, she wasn't sure that he could enter her body-although she was sure that it must be possible, since she had never heard. of anyone not being able to make love. She dismissed the thought from her mind and drifted off into her fantasies; Fernando was doing new and wonderful things to her body.

Taking one of Alice's breasts in his two hands, Fernando squeezed the tender flesh until the n****e was pushed high, stiff, and pointed. Dropping his lips to the mound of her breast, Fernando sucked the n****e between his lips and lashed at the tip with the point of his tongue. A groan of animal like passion was torn from Alice's throat as he laved at the sensitive tip. In an effort to bring her even more pleasurable sensations, Fernando bit down gently on the pink p u f fin e s s of her coral-colored n****e. Holding the flesh tightly with his teeth, he let his tongue run back and forth across the hot surface.

When he had bitten gently into her tender breast, Alice had, at first, instinctively pulled away, seeking to free her n****e from the biting grip of his teeth, but as Fernando lapped at the puffed tip with his tongue, she thrust her body forward, attempting to get more of her breast into his sucking mouth. She didn't care what he did to her body as long as it gave her this same exquisite pleasure, this same torrid pulsating sensation that was ripping up and down her entire body. This man was going to take her virginity, become her first true lover, and she wanted to remember as vividly as possible her first lovemaking.

Wanting to experience everything possible, Alice let her hand slide down the length of his shaft and curl underneath the stiff column of heated flesh to cup and fondle the two walnut sized globes that were swinging under his groin. She squeezed them gently, almost reverently, feeling them move in her hand. She imagined what his lovemaking would be like, but pushed aside the crowding thought that his entry might be painful. It would be beautiful and she would remember it for the rest of her life.

Still gripping her n****e tightly between his clenched teeth, Fernando pulled his head back, pulling the tender skin of the n****e away from Alice's puffed breast. Giving it a final tug, he opened his mouth and let the tip spring back, wet and reddened from his tonguing. Alice moaned, her head flopping back against the seat, and her hand convulsing around his balls. He sank against her breasts, releasing them from the viselike grip of his hands. His head moved with the gentle sway of the train as it sped along the twin steel rails, the clicking of the wheels on the tracks forming a lulling melody for their lovemaking.

Fernando sucked her other breast into his mouth, his tongue playing across its surface while his hands stroked at her soft belly and flaring hips. His fingers combed through the pubic hair that lightly covered her love mound. Alice raised her leg at the knee and let it fall to the side, exposing the blossoming lips of her cunt opening. Fernando felt the sopping wetness of her, his fingers becoming slick and slippery. His nostrils flared as he smelled the woman scents emitting from her body. Smells of love, pungent and spicy. Fernando wanted to make his lovemaking last as long as possible, so he took his time stroking her thighs, sliding his hands along the smoothness of her inner leg, feeling the muscles convulse under his fingers'.

Alice had released her hold on Fernando's genitals and was lying against the seat, allowing the waves of hot emotion to wash over her entire body as Fernando kissed and licked his way down her body from her breasts, and brushed his fingers along her thighs. She ran her fingers through his curly dark hair. Her breasts seemed as if they were on fire. The wet heat of Fernando's mouth and tongue had been like a torch, scorching her skin and making her shudder and quiver with anticipation.

Steadily, Fernando worked his way down her belly, pausing to lick and nibble at spots that he felt would set her desires rising to new heights. His tongue dipped into the deep cavity of her navel, the tip of his tongue jabbing at the wrinkled skin at the bottom of that depression. He tasted the soap-scented sweetness of her flesh and his c**k jumped and throbbed with life. He wanted to jam it into her body, to feel it slide up her cunt channel until he was buried in her body, balls-deep. He wanted to do this and more, but restrained himself, wishing to give her the full measure of his foreplay. He wanted her screaming with desire, thrashing wildly with the exotic feeling that his hard flesh would give to her. His ego needed it after his poor showing in San Francisco and after having to face the cold hard fact that he was losing his stuff as an artist. He would have to prove himself as a man before he could strike out in new directions and rediscover the artistic talent he once had.

Leaving her navel, Fernando slid down Alice's body until he could kiss her knees and thighs. His tongue made little wet trails up the insides of Alice's thighs, the firm flesh quivering as he moved toward the center of her s*x, toward the epicenter of her womanhood. Fernando wanted to taste her, lave at her cunt until she went over the brink of orgasm, but he would bring her to that point, slowly, delicately.

Alice felt the gentle sway of the train as it rounded a curve, and let her body relax to the rhythmic sound of the wheels on the rails. Fernando's lips on her inner thighs were making little pinpoints of delight run up the skin to break against the hairlined opening of her cunt. She mentally saw herself coupled with the polelike spike of flesh that she had felt between Fernando's legs, and tried to imagine just how it would feel as it plunged in and out of her body, stretching her p***y wide to accommodate its thickness. The thoughts heated her desire even more, and she wanted him to take her, to ravish her flesh, to bring her the ultimate joy of womanhood.

She spread her thighs further apart, letting one leg trail off the seat to rest on the floor. She vaguely felt the lubricating juices spill out of her tight slit and down the crack of her ass to coat the ring of her anus. She'd heard stories about men who liked to make love using that orifice of the body, and she wondered whether or not Fernando was one of them. It wouldn't make any difference either way; what he wanted, she wanted, and any way he liked to make love to her was the way she would enjoy it the most. Alice pulled at his hair, attempting to bring his body up over hers. She wanted him so badly that she could hardly contain herself from crying out for him to take her, but she waited, allowing him to do what he felt was necessary.