Real Sex with Shanghai Female College Students on Midnight Train Sleeper

We hadn't been in touch for a long time when she suddenly said she couldn't get a sleeper ticket home. I offered to help her, as I was also going home soon. She was the pretty girl in my original story, "A Real Experience of Touching a Stranger Shanghai Female College Student on a Train," though we weren't strangers now. I'll skip the details of our interactions later. My workplace had a business relationship with the ticket office, and a phone call brought two sleeper berths, even though holiday tickets were hard to get at the window. She had a boyfriend and rarely contacted me, only occasionally sending text messages—a very charming girl. My train was
at 10:30 PM, and I arrived at the West Railway Station's second floor at 10 PM. She was already waiting for me under the large clock at the West Railway Station, carrying a backpack. She gave me a shy smile and said, "Why are you so late? I've been waiting for you for a long time. I'm sorry to bother you."
I said it was no trouble at all, and then we went to buy some dried fruit and snacks. We didn't buy water because she had already bought a large bottle of Coke at school and put it in her backpack. We boarded the train smoothly after ticket inspection, but she wouldn't let me hold her hand. Once on board, we discovered that the hard sleeper berths had been improved; they were now compartmentalized, like soft sleeper berths, but without doors, and were three-tiered. I was in berth number 10, and she was in berth number 14, not in the same compartment. We decided to switch. There were two soldiers in compartment number 10—no way! We'd just go to compartment number 14. After switching, we lay down in the same compartment, two opposite middle berths.
We chatted like that. She kept asking me what time the lights would go out, saying she wanted to sleep. I said around 11:30, and she gave me a sly smile. I climbed onto her berth to chat with her. The middle berth was too low to sit up, so we had to lie there chatting. I whispered to her, "After the lights go out, I dare to kiss you."
She replied with a grin, "You dare?"
I said, "Why wouldn't I dare? I dare to do other things too."
She glared at me and said, "What else would you dare do? You've got some nerve! Aren't you afraid someone will see?"
Haha, I've figured out what she's thinking. Looks like tonight's going to be great! My probing is subtle, I can push forward or back, I only say a few words, we're both on the same page, and if she doesn't want to, it won't be awkward. So, probing is an art.
I just lay there beside her waiting for the lights to go out, and she was waiting for the lights to go out too. The bedside lamp can be controlled, but the hallway light is annoying because it's too bright and won't go out until 11:30. I lay there quietly beside her, making sure not to make any moves at this point. First, she wouldn't accept it, and second, the other guests on the other beds were staring.
Finally, the lights went out, damn, that felt amazing. I pulled the blanket over us both and said, "Don't get cold, the air conditioning is very cool." As I said that, I put my hand on her butt. She was wearing jeans, and I squeezed her butt hard. She whispered in my ear, "You're so annoying." I took the opportunity to pull her head up and kiss her. Her reaction was so intense, as if she'd been waiting for a long time. She immediately returned my kiss, her tongue frantically swirling in my lips, her breathing heavy. Was she really eager for sex? I reckon she was probably incredibly repressed. Sexual repression is a pressing issue for college students these days. Let's all work together, friends of sejie, to contribute to higher education! Female college students have the most potential; if developed properly, they're a treasure trove. Think about it: 16 years of schooling, living with boys day and night, wanting to be open yet constrained—it's more tragic than being a monk or nun, at least monks and nuns can't see or touch! Imagine, transforming from a refined, quiet college girl into a soft-spoken, horny slut in bed—what a spectacular and conquering sight! A man's psychology is elevated and satisfied.
While kissing her, I used my hands to turn her over, so she was lying on her back. My right arm hooked around her neck, my left hand slipped inside her shirt, touching her bra—damn, it was a halter-neck style! How lewd! Her breasts were firm and elastic, with small nipples that jiggled when pinched. I grabbed her breasts tightly; they were quite large, easily covering one with my hand. When I squeezed hard, she hugged me tightly, thrusting her tongue into my mouth and clamping her legs around mine, trying to push her genitals upwards. I pressed my tongue into her mouth, rhythmically moving it in and out. Her saliva flowed, smearing my shoulder. I
moved my mouth away and whispered in her ear, "Slow down, don't let anyone see." She hugged me tightly, saying, "You're so naughty."
I pulled the blanket up to cover us both. She wasn't wearing a belt, so I unbuttoned her pants. She cooperated by adjusting her body. When I unzipped her pants, she hugged me very tightly. I first reached my hand outside her panties and stroked them. The crotch was already wet; I could clearly feel her thick labia, and some pubic hair was peeking out from the edge. I quickly massaged her clitoris through her panties, rotating my fingers rapidly. Her chest heaved, and she wrapped her arms around my neck, whispering in my ear, "Put your fingers in, hurry, I can't take it anymore."
I rubbed for a while longer before slipping my hand inside her panties. The slippery feel made my middle finger slide quickly into her vagina (note: she wasn't a virgin; she started having sex in high school). She straightened up immediately, hugging me even tighter. I rotated my hand around the entrance of her vagina, not going deep inside. Her legs began to tremble, and her right leg seemed to want to curl up. I felt her vaginal opening suddenly widen; the opening was empty, and the edges were still hard. I immediately inserted all four fingers. She let out a suppressed moan.
She whispered in my ear, "How many are you putting in? I'm so engorged."
I ignored her, spreading my four fingers as wide as possible and thrusting in and out forcefully. The lubrication below made it almost effortless. Her lower body started to writhe, and I whispered to her not to move, not to let anyone see. She stopped moving, but I could tell she was in pain or excited; her mouth was wide open, and her neck was tilted back. My lower body was painfully aroused, so I pulled my hand away and said, "Turn around and face inwards." She understood and turned around. I groped around in the bed and pulled down my pants, releasing my erect penis, and started pulling her pants down. She cooperated by moving her body and pulling her pants and underwear down to her knees. With her back to me, I pressed my penis against her buttocks, between her soft flesh. She arched her buttocks outwards, and I forcefully spread her buttocks apart, pushing my penis up. After a few smooth thrusts, she used her hand to guide my penis into her vagina. You know, in such a narrow environment, and afraid of being seen, this position was the only option. But without her cooperation and help, penetration is very difficult. I hope this serves as a reference for those who have the opportunity to try it.
As soon as I penetrated, I immediately felt like I was going to ejaculate, so I stopped immediately. Because of the stimulation from the environment and the object of her affection, unlike on a large bed where you can be more unrestrained, being squeezed together on such a narrow bed meant that the pressure from her buttocks and legs wasn't focused on my penis. My penis had never been tested like this before; it wanted to surrender. But I wouldn't allow it! I steadied myself, grabbed her breasts from the front with one hand, and pressed down on her buttocks with the other, starting to thrust. It felt amazing! At that moment, you were truly God. Imagine the environment, the delicate female college student, her panting…
I moved my left hand to the front and began to caress her clitoris. She excitedly thrust her buttocks back forcefully, almost pushing me off the bed. Luckily, there was a railing. I pervertedly smeared my hands with her juices and then put them in her mouth, inserting several fingers. In her dazed state, she tightly sucked on my fingers. I was using my penis to penetrate her vagina while using my fingers in her mouth. She whimpered, responding to my movements. It was heavenly!
I suddenly felt like I was going to ejaculate again, so I immediately stopped and held her still. After a while, she whispered to me, "Why aren't you moving? Are you going to ejaculate?"
I didn't answer. Suddenly, she pulled her buttocks forward, pulling my penis out. She then turned around abruptly and started pushing me, saying, "Go to sleep, stop messing around!"
Damn, I didn't even have an orgasm! She did this!! I don't know why. In the carriage, I didn't dare insist, didn't dare force it, so I just pulled up my pants and went back to my bunk. Luckily, no one noticed us. Later, I fell asleep, and then I masturbated and ejaculated on a tissue. After dawn, she got off the train, chatting and laughing as if nothing had happened. At that moment, I almost thought last night was a dream. Smelling my fingers, I confirmed it was a passionate night, an absolutely thrilling night. I'm sure there aren't many Chinese men who passionately have sex with women on a sleeper train; I was one of them.

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