[Short Story] I had sex with her right next to her boyfriend on the train.

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. I. Departure
It was winter of 1997. I stood at a train station in a southern city. It was a border city, not having benefited from the reform and opening-up policy. Many people were still searching for different paths. It was the capital of a province, not very prosperous, but not particularly backward either. Cars bustled around me. My girlfriend and I were about to return to her mother's county. Because it was our first time meeting, we were carrying large bags and were quite tired.
I worked for an advertising company, and my girlfriend was still a student. However, her mother already knew we were dating, so she insisted that we go back for New Year's Day to meet her and see what kind of future son-in-law I was.
I bought two sleeper tickets. The journey from here to the county seat would take seven hours, which seemed like a long one. With the surging crowd, we finally boarded the train, put our bags away, and got our seats in the middle of the carriage, upper berths.
Because it was close to the Spring Festival, it was packed with people, the entire carriage filled with all sorts of strange smells. I let my girlfriend sleep by the window, and I slept on the aisle side. My girlfriend is pretty and fair-skinned, the kind of person who seems very quiet and gentle at first glance. The reason I pursued her was because I liked her delicate and fragile appearance. But after getting to know her, I realized, alas, she's a classic case of ice on the outside, fire on the inside. Soft on the outside, tough on the inside.
2. The
train slowly pulled away from the station, struggling through the city's congested traffic. Bored, I looked around aimlessly. Sleeping in the bunk opposite us were a young couple; the man was around 30, and the woman was about 27 or 28, with a full bust, perhaps having recently given birth. She was pretty, with arched eyebrows that were particularly striking. She was a young married woman, seemingly from a small county, and wasn't dressed very well.
We were on the 4 PM train, and it was winter, so it got dark quickly. Outside the window was a dark night sky, occasionally punctuated by the dim yellow light of streetlights, illuminating the tired faces inside the train and making the winter chill even more acute.
My girlfriend and I didn't dare use the train's blankets, afraid they would get dirty. So I took off my coat and covered us both. My girlfriend clung to me tightly, and we chatted about some childhood memories. Before we knew it, the bus had been traveling for four hours, with people constantly getting on and off. Soon, the aisle was piled high with people's luggage, making it impossible to move.
It was already past 9 p.m. My girlfriend was fast asleep next to me, but because I had been in a semi-conscious state since boarding, I couldn't fall asleep now. Most of the people on the bus were silent, with only the monotonous sound of the bus moving.
Just then, I suddenly heard a low, labored breathing sound, like someone was unwell. The sound was coming from the opposite bunk. I turned to look, and in the flickering, dim light, I saw the couple in the opposite bunk lying on their sides, the opposite of us. The woman was sleeping on the outside, and the man on the inside.
I found it strange because the woman's expression was odd. Her brows were furrowed, her lips were trembling, and the labored breathing was coming from her mouth. Her whole body was curled up like a shrimp, her hands gripping the blanket tightly, her body shaking rhythmically. She seemed to be in great pain, occasionally biting her lip, breathing softly, as if afraid of being heard. I was puzzled. Was she sick and afraid of being found out? Why was she enduring it like this? So I observed more closely.
Thirdly, I secretly watched
the woman. She pulled the blanket tightly to her chest, her eyes were closed, and the blanket seemed to be trembling slightly. I wondered if she was cold. Just then, the streetlight shone on her face, and I saw beads of sweat on her skin. Her mouth was slightly open, revealing a set of white teeth. Her nostrils were slightly flared, and her heavy breathing almost reached across the room; I could feel it too. Her skin wasn't as fair as my girlfriend's, and I could tell she was wearing light makeup.
My girlfriend stirred beside me, sat up, and asked what time it was. Seeing she was awake, I told her, "The woman across the way looks strange. She seems sick, like she's in a lot of pain."
My girlfriend glanced at me, then lowered her head and covered her mouth, secretly chuckling. I asked, "What are you laughing at?" My girlfriend whispered: "I'm doing something."
I was even more surprised. Doing something? ? ? At this time, my girlfriend's hand secretly reached under my jacket to my crotch and rubbed it gently. In an instant, I understood. Oh...that's it.
My girlfriend rested her head on my chest and stared at the woman on the opposite bed with me. She opened my zipper with one hand, took out my penis, and gently twisted it with her thumb. I lay on my back with my right hand around my girlfriend's thin waist, and my left hand also reached into my girlfriend's coat, rubbing her breasts. My girlfriend's breasts are not very big, and they are full and can be held.
The woman opposite was panting even harder at this time, and the hot breath hit her face directly. There was a kind of woman's sweat in the air, with a faint smell of powder. I saw the blanket on the woman's body rising and falling rhythmically, and my girlfriend's hand was stroking my penis. My hand followed, moving down to her genitals through her jeans. My girlfriend pressed her body against mine, her legs tightly clamping my hand, rubbing herself.
I knew she couldn't hold back anymore, so I said to her, "Are you craving it?"
She nodded. I glanced down the hallway; no one was there, everyone was drowsy. I said, "Let me give you a suck!"
She then slowly unzipped her jeans under her jacket, unbuttoned her waistband, and I slipped my fingers into her panties, gently probing. My girlfriend had thick pubic hair, and although she was petite, I often jokingly called her a juicer because of her high libido. She secreted a lot of fluid; sometimes I wondered how someone so thin could produce so much moisture.
Soon, my fingers were covered in her fluids. My girlfriend was also sucking on my earlobe, her body starting to heat up. I slowly pulled myself under my coat, and my girlfriend curled up, her legs slightly open. I buried my head between her legs, sticking out my tongue and licking the edge of her panties. Her secretions increased, and I pulled down her panties with my hands, licking in the darkness.
My girlfriend squeezed my head tightly, and my mouth was on a small, protruding nipple. My face was wet, smelling fishy, the scent of a woman. My tongue moved in and out of a warm, soft mass of flesh. My left hand reached inside her clothes, kneading her breasts forcefully, while my right hand grabbed her firm buttocks.
My girlfriend thrust her hips a few times, and a stream of salty fluid splashed onto my face; she had reached orgasm. I started over, my little brother standing tall and erect, my girlfriend's hand still tightly gripping it, her face resting against my chest, breathing softly, a blush on her cheeks, a satisfied smile playing on her lips.
IV. A Strange Encounter
I said to my girlfriend, "Give me a hand too!"
She was more than happy to oblige. It was her turn to bury her head between my legs, taking my little brother into her mouth and beginning her work. I rubbed her breasts with both hands while watching the woman opposite me. Suddenly, the woman stopped trembling, but her brows were still furrowed. She opened her eyes, meeting mine. Seeing me staring intently at her, she blushed and gave me an embarrassed smile. I smiled back, still looking at her.
Her husband, probably finished, turned over and went to sleep. An idea came to my mind, and I turned my eyes to the woman, asking her to look at me. The woman also noticed a strange bulge in my crotch, which was loosening up and down. In an instant, her eyes opened wider, and her body that had just relaxed rolled up again.
My girlfriend worked hard to suck my brother under her coat, licking my glans with the tip of her tongue. Her saliva was all over my brother, and mine was not idle either. I reached down with my right hand and touched her vagina. My middle finger inserted into her vagina, digging left and right. I gently twisted her nipples with my left hand and felt her nipples become erect.
The woman opposite looked at her intently and began to eat, letting out a soft gasp. I looked at the aisles on both sides, but it was still quiet, so I boldly stretched out my hand, gently opened my coat a little, and said to my girlfriend, "Let you breathe some air!"
I glanced at the woman across from me, and sure enough, she slipped one hand back under the covers, her eyes fixed on the gap I'd opened, her head jutting out towards me, a look of longing on her face. Then, the woman's blanket shifted slightly; I guessed she wasn't satisfied yet and was now masturbating. Especially with this stimulation, the lingering afterglow was about to be released.
The woman's breathing grew heavier, and I felt her heat on my face. My girlfriend below quickened her thrusting, her movements becoming more and more pronounced, while my penis remained erect. A glimpse of saliva caught the light from outside, and the glistening head of my penis grew larger, filling my girlfriend's mouth. Her vagina, under the probing of my right hand, gushed forth copious amounts of fluid, leaving my hand covered in sticky residue.
At this moment, the woman across from me stretched her head further and further out, leaning half her body out of the berth to observe my actions more clearly, though she herself was unaware of it.
Watching her face getting closer and closer, I couldn't resist any longer. I pulled my coat up even wider, letting her see most of what I was doing. My girlfriend's face was puffed up because she was sucking my penis, her hands stroking my scrotum, her head bobbing up and down, occasionally letting out moans of "...mmm...mmm...mmm..." Perhaps my penis was thrusting too deep, hitting her throat.
What a strange scene it was! Outside, the night was rushing by, the cold wind howling, but inside the car, a warm, intimate atmosphere prevailed. I was just accompanying my girlfriend on her way back to visit relatives, and now I was being sucked by her in the car, with a strange woman watching, clearly eager to take advantage.
As my girlfriend continued her thrusting, waves of pleasure washed over me. My glans throbbed as I ejaculated into her mouth. We had performed oral sex before, so she was familiar with my semen and swallowed it without resistance. However, I ejaculated too much; she couldn't swallow it all at once, and some dripped down her chin in a thin, white line onto my pants.
The woman's breath became even hotter, tickling my face. It carried a strong scent of perfume. Because I don't like my girlfriend wearing makeup, I rarely smell women's perfume, and now it was particularly sensitive to my scent.
I saw the woman's pained expression and knew she must be suffering. Her husband was asleep again, while she was just watching someone else suffer.
My girlfriend licked the semen off my brother, wiped it clean with a tissue, and then lay down contentedly, hugging me. She slowly drifted off to sleep again with the swaying of the car.
It was already past 10 o'clock, but I wasn't sleepy at all. I saw the woman across from me start to move her blanket again. Her face was towards me, her eyes half-open, her mouth slightly parted, her tongue slightly protruding, gently licking her lips. I looked at her, then at our surroundings—it was quiet, everyone was fast asleep. So I made a bold move, reaching my hand over and slipping it under her blanket while she wasn't looking.
Even through her clothes, I could see her bra was thin, made of fabric, unlike those in the city. Her hand gripped mine tightly, as if she were afraid. I ignored her and reached my other hand down there as well. I touched her and found she wasn't wearing anything; her panties were down to her knees. It was clear she had been having sex with her husband. Her genitals were wet, with fine, sparse pubic hair, which was sticky from the discharge.
I inserted my fingers into her vagina; it was wet, sticky, and warm, with many folds. She leaned forward, wanting my fingers to go deeper. I dug and probed forcefully, poking around with my middle finger. She moved again, opening her legs slightly, and I inserted two fingers. At the same time, my other hand frantically rubbed her breasts and pinched her nipples. Her nipples were large; she had probably breastfed before.
She let out a low moan, her mouth opening wider as she gasped for breath. Her juices gushed out, soaking my hands. I pulled my hand back, bringing it to my nose to smell; it had a slightly fishy smell, but not foul. The fluid was clear, glistening on my fingertips. Seeing me pull my hand away, she looked at me longingly, her eyes filled with desire, gripping my other hand tightly.
I leaned closer and whispered in her ear, "What's your name?"
She glanced back; her husband was still asleep. She whispered, "My name is Zhuzhu. Don't come any closer, people will see."
I said, "Okay, I'll just kiss you."
I lowered my head, and she hesitated, then leaned in to kiss my lips. They were full and fleshy. There was a hint of lipstick; she had applied it.
My tongue slipped inside, touching her teeth. I gently stroked her teeth with my tongue, and slowly she opened her mouth. I touched her tongue, and our tongues intertwined. My saliva flowed into her mouth as well. We kissed, and I sucked on her tongue forcefully. She began to respond, becoming passionate, and hooked her hand around my head, also sucking on my tongue forcefully.
My hand then quietly slipped down and entered her vagina. She trembled all over because I had penetrated very deeply, reaching the very top. I dug there forcefully. She closed her eyes, immersed in desire, her eyelashes trembling slightly, her mouth constantly entwined with my tongue, and her pants were wet with fluid.
V. Intercourse
I gently pulled my body out from under my coat and quietly stepped over. My girlfriend had already turned over and was asleep. The people on the bus were silent, and no one noticed. The woman opposite me felt my actions during my passionate kiss, but she couldn't stop, so she desperately pushed her husband back to make room for me. Her husband mumbled something in his sleep and then fell silent. I slowly squeezed over, and now the three of us were crammed into one bunk. Her husband was on the inside, Zhuzhu was in the middle, and I was on the outside.
I unzipped my pants and released my already swollen penis, which bounced right next to her hand. Her hand grasped it intentionally or unintentionally and began to gently stroke it. My right hand continued to be inserted into her vagina, while my left hand caressed her breasts. My lips gradually kissed her nose, forehead, ears, and neck, slowly moving downwards. Her body was stiff, afraid to move, because she was pressed tightly against my husband and me, unable to move even if she wanted to.
I took out her breasts and examined them closely in the light. The nipples were like small dates, a bit dark, and the areolas were small and not very white. But they were already erect. I took one into my mouth, and Zhuzhu's body trembled, but she dared not move again. I ignored her and sucked on it hard, again and again, licking the nipple and the nipple hole with my tongue.
Then I took it all into my mouth, filling it completely. My penis was also getting bigger and bigger, and Zhuzhu moaned again. My hand stroked faster and faster, and she became wet again. My hand moved faster and faster in response, while my mouth bit the other nipple and sucked desperately.
Zhu Zhu kept pressing my head down, but I broke free. I lifted my head and whispered in her ear, "I'm going to go!"
She shook her head, glancing to the side, indicating that her husband was there and it wouldn't work.
I couldn't care less about that now, because my penis was already about to burst from her grip. If I didn't get in, I was going to die. I pulled my hand back, put my arms around her shoulders, and we lay face to face on our sides. I thrust my penis forward forcefully, and Zhu Zhu tried to pull back, but there was nowhere to retreat. Her husband, on the other hand, was so close that he pushed outwards, pushing her lower body towards me. My penis was directly against her vulva, but her legs were tightly clamped together, and my penis couldn't go in; it was just resting in a patch of pubic hair.
The head of my penis felt tingly, and her vagina was slippery with fluid. I took advantage of the slipperiness and began to thrust, kissing her and teasing her with my tongue.
Soon, she became even wetter, and her legs gradually opened. My penis was between her legs, moving in and out.
I caressed her labia, and gently pinched her nipples with my hands. Gradually, her desire rose higher and higher, and her lower body involuntarily thrust towards me. My penis plunged in, the head already nestled inside her labia. Then, with a thrust of my hips, I pushed it all the way in, holding her tightly, my lower body pressed firmly against her.
Her breathing became heavier, her hot breath hot against my ear, her lower body gripping me tightly, hot fluid flowing onto my scrotum. I lowered my head again and suckled at her breast, gently biting her nipple in my mouth, her body writhing restlessly.
I asked her, "Want to move?"
She nodded, her eyes tightly closed.
So I slowly laid her flat, which, as you can imagine, was incredibly difficult. We couldn't move too much, we had to be careful, constantly watching our surroundings. Finally, she was lying on her back, and I lay on top of her, a thin blanket covering us. Our lower bodies were tightly connected.
I began to thrust slowly. I glanced at her husband; he was fast asleep. Zhuzhu opened her eyes, her hair disheveled, glistening with fine beads of sweat on her forehead. Her red lips were slightly parted, and she exhaled warm breath. I slipped my tongue into her mouth, gently supporting her body with my hands, careful not to press too hard. The thrusting below gradually quickened, and Zhuzhu's fluids increased. I could hear soft hissing sounds, the unique sound of lovemaking—the sound of water.
My glans began to feel rhythmically sucked in. Zhuzhu's vagina began to contract. It wasn't very tight, allowing for just the right amount of thrusting, and the depth was just right as I reached the very top. Each time I reached the top, Zhuzhu's brows would furrow beautifully, and she would exhale deeply.
I gradually increased the speed of my thrusts. Zhu Zhu gripped my shoulders with both hands, her mouth clenched tightly, emitting suppressed moans of "...mmm...mmm...mmm..." Her vaginal contractions quickened, and my glans began to throb, constantly rubbing against her tender inner flesh. My hands naturally gripped her breasts tightly, kneading them vigorously. Suddenly, her eyes rolled upwards and closed. At the same time, her lower body clamped tightly around me, her hands gripping me firmly, preventing her from moving.
A surge of heat welled up, burning my glans—she had reached orgasm. I lay prone, enjoying the softness of her breasts, while my mouth sucked on her tongue, letting my glans reach its deepest point, letting her fully experience the orgasm!
VI. The Fierce Battle
My penis was still hard inside Zhuzhu. She had already climaxed, but I hadn't, because I had just ejaculated in my girlfriend's mouth, so I wouldn't ejaculate again so quickly.
At this moment, her husband turned around, and we were startled. Fortunately, he didn't wake up. I quickly rolled off, and Zhuzhu turned around to face her husband. I lay behind her, with her body blocking me. There was a pause, and no movement. So I became restless again.
I hugged Zhuzhu from behind, my penis thrusting into her vagina. Zhuzhu bent her legs to make it easier for me to enter, and we were in a rear-entry position. I kissed Zhuzhu's earlobe, smelling the fragrance of her hair, my penis gently throbbing. Zhuzhu had just climaxed, her crotch was wet, and my penis moved in and out of that wetness. I took the opportunity to lift her clothes up, caressing her skin, back, and buttocks. After
thrusting like this for a while, Zhuzhu started moaning again, and I began to feel pleasure too. I put my fingers in Zhuzhu's mouth and made her suck on them, and Zhuzhu obediently sucked on them, which were still wet with her juices. I kissed her face and her hair, and my penis thrust faster, each time reaching all the way in. Zhuzhu had to grab her husband with both hands to avoid being squeezed by me.
At the same time, she thrust her buttocks back, cooperating with my thrusting. My hands roamed over Zhuzhu's body, slowly touching her buttocks and anus, which were wet with her fluids.
I thrust into her forcefully, causing her vagina to contract again. My fingers quietly slipped into her anus, slowly inserting my middle finger. At first, she didn't notice because my thrusting was giving her waves of pleasure, and her nerves went numb. By the time she felt pain, I had already inserted half of my middle finger.
She turned her head, her beautiful brows furrowed, and mumbled indistinctly, "Mmm...mmm...it hurts...it hurts..."
I didn't say anything, but increased my thrusting. After about twenty thrusts, my middle finger went in a little further. This time, Zhuzhu didn't say it hurt anymore, but just moaned "Mmm...ah..."
I whispered in her ear, "Does it still hurt? Is it comfortable?"
"Mmm...mmm...comfortable..."
I went even deeper, my middle finger also starting to thrust in and out of her anus. Zhuzhu was filled from both ends, sweat sticking to her forehead, and her lower body was constantly wet.
After thrusting for a while, I pulled my glans out of her vagina and pressed it against her anus, slowly squeezing it into her rectum. To be honest, my girlfriend and I had tried all sorts of positions, but I had never been able to finish with her ass. Because she was afraid of pain and couldn't stand it. This time, I wanted to take this opportunity to have some fun.
Zhuzhu's brows were furrowed, it seemed she was in a lot of pain. I said softly, "Bear with it, it'll be over soon."
Zhuzhu pushed me with her hands, twisting and turning her buttocks, trying not to let me in, but she didn't dare to make any big movements. I held on tightly, pushing the entire glans in.
I said again, "Just a little bit more, don't move!"
This time, Zhuzhu didn't move and obediently let me push in. My penis trembled slightly inside her anus. I stroked her breasts and kissed her ear. I said, "See, it's okay, I'm going to move!"
Zhuzhu hummed in agreement. I started to thrust gently. Her anus was tight, a little dry, but I was very excited. After all, it was my first time entering a woman's anus, something even my girlfriend had never done. And this tight, enveloping feeling was unprecedented.
At this moment, Zhuzhu pulled my hand and touched her vulva. It turned out that her vagina was not full, making her uncomfortable.
And so, with my fingers inserted into Zhuzhu's vagina and my penis into her anus, Zhuzhu began to lose control under my double assault. Perhaps even her husband had never given her this kind of sex. After a while, I ejaculated amidst Zhuzhu's suppressed moans, shooting all my semen into her anus. My fingers, however, moved in and out faster, causing Zhuzhu to climax with my orgasm.
I withdrew my hands, hugged Zhuzhu, and whispered in her ear, "Did you feel good? Comfortable, right?"
Zhuzhu leaned weakly against me, letting me continue to play with her breasts, and asked me, "Who are you? What's your name?"
VII. Farewell
At this moment, the car slowly slowed down, and I heard people waking up below. I hurriedly stepped back to my berth, not having time to answer her. My girlfriend woke up just then, and I quickly covered my lower body with my coat because my penis was still outside and I didn't have time to pull it back.
My girlfriend looked at me and asked, "Weren't you asleep?"
I could only mumble, "Um...no...no...I slept for a bit!"
My girlfriend's hand quietly reached over again and grabbed my penis. "What?? You're not done yet? Why is it wet???"
I had to push her hand away. "Stop it, it's sweat!"
My girlfriend looked at me suspiciously, but couldn't figure out what was going on. She gave up. The train arrived at the station at that moment, and people started getting up. I looked over at Zhuzhu's side; her husband was still asleep, and she was staring blankly out the window. I wondered if she was still savoring the feeling from just now?

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