Train Romance During the National Day Holiday

This story happened last October when I went on a trip. The place I went to was far away, a nearly
ten- . Anyone who's ever taken a long train journey knows how unbearable the time is after dark. The first half of the
night was alright; on a weekend, I could hear people talking and even play with the child sitting opposite me. But in the second half of the night,
almost everyone was asleep. It was agonizing…

I hadn't moved around since boarding the train around 7 PM, so I got up and walked around a bit. After
stretching , I didn't go back to my seat but sat down in the area between the two carriages.
Because it was late, I was the only one there, although there seemed to be
another . After a while, that person seemed to see me too, and he walked towards me. When he got closer, I
realized he was quite handsome.

"Can I sit down?" he asked. Of course I could sit down;
I was bored, and why wouldn't I want such a handsome person to chat with me? So we started talking. He was a very talkative
person, and quite funny. I couldn't help but laugh, and all sleepiness vanished. However, since
there were still many people sleeping upstairs and downstairs, I didn't dare laugh too loudly, so I resorted to exaggerated
body language. Once, he told me about an embarrassing incident involving one of his colleagues, and I laughed so hard I swayed back and forth. When I slowly
stopped laughing, I realized he was sitting opposite me, staring directly at my chest. Then I remembered
that the neckline of my dress was very low; if I leaned forward, he could definitely
see my breasts. Since he'd discovered it, I wasn't going to let him off the hook, so I reached out and slapped him—or rather,
I felt like I was flirting. He used the opportunity to retaliate and sat down next to me. To be honest, this was what I
was hoping for, so no one objected. This made us feel closer. The conversation gradually
drifted to more adult topics.

The seats on the train weren't big, and we were very close. While talking, he would occasionally compliment me, saying
how good my figure was, how sexy I was, and so on. I know for sure that I don't have a great figure, but
I do attract men's attention, especially my naturally impressive bust. I've always known
how attractive I am to men. The man next to me was proof enough; ever since he sat down,
his gaze had been fixed on my neckline. Then I made a bold move. While
watching his expression, I pulled down my collar. I noticed his eyes practically popped out.
Honestly, sometimes I get excited just looking at my own breasts, let alone
a . With my tacit approval, he immediately became bolder. He actually slipped his hand under my shirt
.

Just as I guessed, he was an expert. My bra had a front clasp, so it was easy to undo
. He pinched one of my nipples between two fingers and gently squeezed it. I quickly started to
moan. I reached up and touched his pants; his crotch was already quite erect. I gently unzipped
his pants, but just then, I heard someone pull open the door of the opposite carriage. We quickly lay down on
the table, pretending to be asleep. After the others left, we both sat up and burst out laughing.
At that moment, I was burning with desire, and if it ended halfway, I probably wouldn't feel good all day.
Thinking of this, I glanced at the bathroom across the hall. He was looking at me too, and following my gaze, he immediately understood
what I meant.

We ran into the bathroom, locked the door, and he immediately pulled up my clothes. Then, he took my breast into
his mouth . I reached into his pants; his penis was already erect and ready to go.
Since we didn't have to worry about anyone coming, I became bolder. I simply took out his penis and
played with it in my hand. His wasn't exceptionally large, but it was quite well-endowed.
It was about 17 centimeters long, and it felt nice and warm in my hand. However, because his head was blocking my view, I couldn't see it
clearly . At this moment, he released my breast and gestured for me to perform oral sex on him. I then looked down
and saw his penis. It wasn't a dark color, but the head was large, covered in veins, each one thick and swollen.
It seemed relatively clean, so I agreed to his request. I knelt down and held it
to my nose. There was a slight odor of dried secretions, but I actually liked the smell
, like stinky tofu—it smells awful, but I still wanted to smell it. After smelling it, I licked it a few times with
my tongue . He immediately made excited noises, and with one hand, he held my head, indicating that I should take it all
in my mouth. I obediently followed his instructions and started giving him oral sex. I thought my technique
was good, which I could tell from his reaction. But he was quite something; I kissed him for
almost ten minutes, and he remained unmoved. I thought I had to give up; my lips were starting to get sore. Fortunately
, he thought of something too. We switched positions; I leaned against the window, and he pulled down my pants from
behind . From the moment we sat on the chair outside, I was already wet down there, and now I was soaking wet
. He touched between my legs, then used one of his wet hands to reach
forward and rub my breasts, while his other hand gently rubbed my clitoris. This guy was totally playing with me. What I
needed most right now was real sensation, but he only teased me with these actions. However, this
only increased my desire; he was a master. So, I wanted him to stop,
but I couldn't bear to stop him, and I didn't want to ask him to take it any further. Just as I was forcing myself to endure, he
suddenly entered me. The fullness and pleasure of that moment almost made me scream. Although
the first entry was sudden, his pace slowed down afterward, and
he would occasionally rock back and forth inside me, using the same teasing methods as before. However, this technique worked quite well for me.
After a few strokes, I started breathing heavily. Luckily, it was the middle of the night, and everyone on the train was probably asleep.
Besides, we were on a moving train, so they probably couldn't hear us outside. Hehe...

Perhaps because of the location, we both understood we couldn't go on for too long, so he didn't use the teasing
method for long. He started to gradually increase the speed, and I, due to the increasing pleasure, began to take the initiative.
The train's slight swaying, like a waterbed, enhanced our enjoyment. Although the space
limited our movements and positions,
the psychological tension and excitement of being in a public place greatly compensated for the lack of variety.

That time, we lasted about half an hour. In the end, as is my habit, I didn't let him ejaculate inside
me, but I did give him oral sex and swallow his semen. Afterwards, we
left and returned to our respective carriages. Before parting, we asked each other where we were going. He was going
ahead of me, so he gave me his phone number and repeatedly invited me to visit. I didn't
refuse at the time, and after finishing my first leg of my trip, I did visit him on my way home. However, that's not
the story I'm going to tell you today; if you'd like to hear it, I'll tell you later.

Also, I want to clarify that what I'm writing here is a true story, but I'm not very good at writing
this kind of thing, and I don't really like describing the details of penetration and withdrawal too much,
so please forgive me if it's not well-written.

[The End]

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