Short Skirts, Black Stockings, and High Heels on an Express Train (Author: Southern Waterwheel)

A while ago, I went back to Shijiazhuang to visit relatives. On my return trip to Guangzhou, I took the express train on the Beijing-Guangzhou line, but because I bought my ticket late, I could only get a middle berth in a hard sleeper. I boarded the train around 8 pm, and when I got to the berth, I found that all but one of the six berths in the two rows
was empty. After putting down my backpack, I sat down on the lower berth and chatted with the person in the opposite berth, while my eyes were also on her. She was a woman around 30 years old, with above-average looks, but she seemed to have a good sense of style. She wore a short-sleeved, fitted white blouse with a good cut and material, quite tight, and underneath she wore a black bra. Her breasts looked very perky, like the nose of a Boeing airplane taking off. She wore a blue short skirt, black stockings, and gold high-heeled peep-toe sandals. Her legs were very shapely, long and straight, and the black stockings and gold high heels were a perfect match.
We chatted casually on the train. The woman ran a clothing business in Beijing, but her home was in Changsha. She was going home. I checked the train timetable; we wouldn't arrive in Changsha until tomorrow morning. I decided to make the most of tonight and secretly prayed that no one would come to our empty berths. We
gradually became familiar with each other. She lived in Beijing, while her husband and children lived in Changsha, so she went home every two weeks. I joked with her, "Do you have a lover in Beijing?" She laughed and playfully punched me. "Haha, you started it! Tonight's going to be great!"
Around 10 pm, a tour group boarded our carriage. It seemed to be a company-organized trip. A woman came to my lower berth, and I took the opportunity to sit in the younger woman's berth, chatting quietly. The woman who had just boarded saw me chatting so happily and assumed we knew each other, so she lay down on her berth facing inwards and went to sleep. After 10 pm, the lights were turned off, and the whole carriage was dark. I asked the younger woman, "
Are you sleepy?" "Okay, let's chat a little longer." My hands weren't idle either. I reached under the young woman's blanket and rubbed her leg with the back of my hand to test her reaction. She reached out and gently pressed my hand down. Heh, this worked! I grasped her stockinged ankle and slowly stroked her calf. No wonder she was in the clothing business; the stockings were made of excellent material—
smooth, delicate, and with a wonderful feel. At first, the muscles in her leg felt hard, indicating she was a little tense. While stroking her calf, I chatted softly. After a while, she seemed to relax, so I slowly moved my hand upwards, gradually reaching her thigh. At first, her thighs were tightly clenched, so I had to be patient. I gently massaged the inside of her thighs, my hand slowly moving up, sometimes pressing firmly, sometimes gently massaging her labia through her stockings and underwear. Soon, I felt a warm, moist current flowing through my hand. When the
time was right, I had her lie down facing inwards, and I lay down on my side, embracing her. The hard sleeper berth was narrow, barely allowing two people to lie on their sides. After I lay down, I covered the two of them with the blanket. My left hand remained on her, continuously massaging her through her pantyhose and underwear. My right hand unbuttoned the young woman's blouse,
pushed up her bra, and grasped her breast. It felt wonderful; my hand could just barely hold it. My hand circled her nipple and areola, and soon her nipple became engorged and hard. At this point, the young woman began to moan softly, the sound gradually growing louder. I crawled to her ear: "Sister, are we on a train? Do you want everyone to hear us?"
From the beginning until now, I had been in control. The young woman, who had been passive and unresponsive until now, was aroused and began to grope my penis. I unbuckled my jeans and pulled my pants and underwear down to my buttocks. Since we were on a train with so many people, I didn't dare take my pants all the way off. My
penis had been pent up for a long time. I guided it and slowly inserted it between the woman's stockinged legs, moving it gently. Because the berth was narrow, the woman was curled up with her legs tightly closed.
My penis felt so tight between the stockings, like intercourse. After only a few movements, I almost ejaculated. I gently bit my tongue to clear my head. I slipped my hand under her skirt and slowly pulled her pantyhose and underwear down to her buttocks. Holding my penis, I carefully searched for her vagina. It was already soaking wet. I guided my penis to the vaginal opening.
Because the woman's legs were bent and she hadn't removed her pantyhose, the vaginal opening was very tight. Finding the opening, I slowly pushed my penis in little by little. It was so tight, like entering a hot spring, warm and moist. When it was about two-thirds in, I took a deep breath, held the woman's buttocks, and thrust my penis all the way in. At this moment, the woman let out a muffled groan. Her curled-up body straightened up instantly.
I held the young woman tightly, my lips constantly sucking on her earlobe, occasionally blowing warm breath into her ear. My hands were also busy, kneading her breasts, while my penis moved incessantly. With all three working at once,
in less than five minutes, the woman's vagina contracted, squeezing my penis so tightly I almost ejaculated. Hehe, it was time for the final sprint. I intensified my thrusting, my hands still kneading her breasts. A warm current flowed over my penis, and my ejaculation resumed, shooting all of it into the woman's uterus. The scalding hot semen, after being ejaculated, caused the woman's body to tense up like a bow. The two of us fell asleep in each other's arms, and the night passed without further incident.
[The End]

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