Soft sleeper train to Changsha

It happened at the beginning of this year, right after the Spring Festival. During the return travel peak, because I hadn't planned ahead
, I was stranded at Harbin Taiping International Airport. I contacted many friends, but couldn't buy a plane ticket to Guangzhou.
I had to ask a friend to help me buy a train ticket. While waiting for my friend's reply,

I was bored and wandered around the airport waiting area. Later, I got too tired and went to sit in the airport
cafe . Because of the Spring Festival travel rush, it was very crowded, and there weren't many empty seats. Then I noticed
a four-person table with only one woman playing on her laptop. Because I was so tired, I didn't care about being polite and
went over to greet her: "Excuse me, is this seat taken? There are no empty seats around here, could I sit here?"

The beautiful woman looked up from her laptop, and for a moment I was slightly stunned. She was incredibly elegant,
with fair and delicate skin, a high nose bridge, slightly upturned eyebrows, and long, smooth black
hair that framed her face. Her red lips looked especially delicate against her fair skin. She wore a tight-fitting leather jacket and a cashmere
scarf, exuding a sophisticated air. The poise she possessed was definitely the mark of a well-bred lady.

She glanced at me, then looked around. There were no other seats available;
all the others were occupied. Her seat was the only empty one. Although I could tell she was a little wary of me, she
nodded and let me sit down before returning to her laptop.

After I sat down, the waiter handed me a drink menu. I glanced at it: "Holy crap, is this some kind of rip-off
? Even with the Spring Festival travel rush, this is ridiculous! A cup of Blue Mountain coffee with a small piece of
tiramisu costs 168 yuan! Unbelievable!" I cursed the waiter's ancestors a thousand and eight hundred times in my mind, but I felt bad
sitting there , so I reluctantly ordered the cheapest green tea, which still cost 98 yuan. The beautiful woman sitting opposite me didn't
look up. I glanced at her coffee cup; it was empty. I pointed to her cup and told the waiter
, "Let's get another coffee for this lady."

The woman looked up at me, somewhat surprised, and quickly said, "No need." I said, "It's alright. I've taken up
your private space; this coffee is my apology." What followed was a natural conversation. The woman's
name was Long Siyun, a pretty name. She was 21 years old and had come to Harbin to meet up with friends. She was rushing back to Changsha today and
would officially start work the day after tomorrow. I told her about my situation, and Long Siyun said, with a mix of sympathy and playfulness, that I was
pitiful . Then we chatted and told jokes to pass the time.

Just then, an airport announcement came over the loudspeaker: due to heavy fog at Changsha Huanghua Airport, Long Siyun's
flight . Long Siyun was stunned. She needed to get back to
work , and this situation had arisen. She said she needed to go to the service desk to ask when her flight would depart. I happened to be free too,
so I said I'd go with her. Then I got up to pay the bill—over 200 yuan!
Ouch!

The service desk gave the same answer: the departure time was uncertain, and they didn't know when Huanghua Airport would
reopen. I sat with her in the airport lobby, waiting and reassuring her that it was okay and she would definitely take off smoothly
.

We waited for over two hours, but there was still no sign of takeoff. I asked Long Siyun if she had
checked in. She said no. I said she could get a refund and asked if she wanted to think of other ways
to get back . She said her friends in Harbin were all young people and probably wouldn't have any connections to buy tickets to Changsha.

I thought for a moment and called my friend to ask if there was any chance of getting a ticket. He said it would be soon, and he'd give me an answer in ten minutes
. I asked which train it was, and it was T238. I checked the details, and it
passed through Changsha. I asked Long Siyun if she wanted to cancel her ticket and change trains. She could arrive in
Changsha , so it wouldn't interfere with her work.

It was clear Long Siyun was really desperate. She hesitated for a moment and asked if I could really get
a ticket. I said almost, and then immediately called a friend to ask for another ticket to Changsha.

Half an hour later, my friend called back, saying he had successfully bought tickets, but only soft sleeper berths were available, and he had used
some connections, so the price was quite high. He asked if I wanted them; 1500 yuan to Guangzhou and 1200 yuan to Changsha—
damn, a full 50% higher than the normal price! But being stuck at the airport all the time wasn't a solution. I asked
Long Siyun, and she decided to buy them. So, I took a taxi with her to the train station.

When I boarded the train, I found it was truly the Spring Festival travel rush; the crowds were immense, and the waiting hall was impossible to squeeze into. Luckily, I'm
a VIP customer of China Mobile, so I led Long Siyun directly to the China Mobile
VIP , where we comfortably sat on a sofa and waited for the train to depart.

There were quite a few setbacks along the way, but with my help, we overcame them all
. I could tell Long Siyun was grateful to me,
and two other older men—refined and scholarly, like professors—whom I chatted with. I learned they were
renowned professors from a university, attending a forum in Harbin and getting off in Tangshan. This meant that at
5 a.m. the next morning, Long Siyun and I would be the only ones in the soft sleeper compartment. I asked the attendant for some drinks and snacks, and the four
of us chatted happily.

Long Siyun, true to her refined upbringing, was impeccably polite in her speech and manners. The two professors admired her greatly.
When discussing the forum's content, I, who had dabbled in it during my university years—though not in-depth, I felt confident
enough to share my knowledge—followed the professors' lead, earning their high praise. Coupled with Long Siyun's elegant demeanor,
they remarked that we were a perfect match. Long Siyun lowered her head shyly at this, but I didn't deny it, smiling slightly and
agreeing, "Really? Friends say we look like a married couple." Long Siyun blushed even more at this, and
the three of us laughed heartily.

That night, with nothing else to do, the two professors slept in the lower bunks, while Long Siyun and I slept in the upper bunks. The professors quickly fell asleep, but
I wasn't used to going to bed so early, so I watched a movie on my iPhone. I remember watching "Secondhand
Lion " a heartwarming film with a touch of humor. I chuckled to myself as I watched. Long
Siyun wasn't asleep either, and curiously looked at what I was looking at. I handed her an earphone and then held the phone between us so we
could look at it together. After a short while, my arm started to ache. I glanced at Long Siyun, and a
mischievous thought : Why don't you come over here? It's getting tiring for me to hold it like this.

Long Siyun looked a little surprised and glanced at me: "No, thank you. I'm a bit tired. You can decide for yourself."
I was rebuffed and remained silent, feeling awkward. Long Siyun lay down with her back to me and didn't say anything more. A little
while , I also fell asleep.

The next morning, the two elderly professors were getting off the train. I woke up, said goodbye to them, and exchanged phone numbers,
saying I'd treat them to a meal in Tangshan sometime. After seeing the two professors off, only Long Siyun and I
were left in the sleeper car. I got up to wash my face and brush my teeth. When I came back, I bought two breakfasts. She was already awake. Seeing me bring in
the breakfasts , she seemed a little embarrassed and offered to pay me, saying she already felt bad for helping me buy the tickets yesterday. I
said, "It's not that big of a deal. It's just a bowl of porridge and some side dishes. You're still offering to pay? Are you insulting me?"

All morning, I kept Long Siyun entertained, making up for my abruptness the night before. Later, I suggested
we watch "Secondhand Lion." Long Siyun and I sat on the lower bunk, shoulder to shoulder. Long Siyun was engrossed in
the movie , while I focused all my attention on her. Following her neck down, I vaguely saw her
snow-white breasts, full and ample. My little brother instantly felt a surge of arousal, so I excused myself to go out for a smoke to calm
down .

No one else came in during the afternoon, and we chatted about everything under the sun. After
dinner, I asked the conductor if anyone would be buying tickets for a soft sleeper. The conductor said there should be, as
the soft sleepers were quite empty. I slipped him a 50-yuan note and whispered that I couldn't be assigned to his compartment.
The conductor seemed hesitant, saying that if there were empty beds and he didn't sell tickets, he would definitely get complaints, which would be a big problem for him.
I thought about it and said that he would try to assign me to other compartments first, and if they were all full,
he wouldn't blame me.

After arranging everything, I returned to my carriage. By then, a hint of
romance . However, I didn't rush things. Instead, I continued chatting with her. Later, around six or seven o'clock,
she was getting off the train in a few hours. I could tell she was reluctant to leave. I told her to get some sleep and that I would wake her when it was time
. She said she was a little cold and didn't want to sleep.

At that moment, I boldly pulled Long Siyun into my arms, saying that I wouldn't be cold holding
her .
Long Siyun's body stiffened instantly, but she didn't resist and let me hold her. I whispered that I didn't want her to leave either, and then gently kissed her hair
. Long Siyun placed her hand on my hand that was holding her waist and gently stroked it.

Naturally, I kissed her delicate red lips. At first, she bit
her lip to prevent me from French kissing her, but under my arousal, her tongue soon intertwined with mine. I
got up, locked the sleeper berth door, and then suddenly pulled her into a tight embrace, kissing her from her lips to her neck,
inhaling her faint fragrance.

She was wearing Chanel No. 5, a very alluring scent. Stimulated by the perfume, my hand slowly
slipped inside her clothes. Just as I was about to touch her breasts, she grabbed my hand, saying
no, someone would see. I said it was okay, no one else would come, and I had locked the door.

Hearing this, her hand stopped resisting, tacitly allowing me to gradually touch her breasts. Her bra
was lace, her full breasts standing high, flaunting the capital of her youth. My hand bypassed the bra's defenses,
moving down to her delicate nipples. Stimulated by this, Long Siyun let out a suppressed moan,
her pale cheeks instantly flushing a rosy blush.

Unhooking her bra was a piece of cake for me. I ran my
hand down her back, reaching the clasp. With one hand, I gently lifted it, freeing her breast. Then, I greedily and quickly grabbed her breasts, both hands
tightly grasping their fullness. Judging from the feel, her breasts were at least a C-cup, plump and erect, enduring my
caresses.

I freed my hands and pulled her clothes up. She was wearing a turtleneck, and
when , her snow-white breasts were completely exposed. Her delicate pink nipples were slightly erect and trembling. I suddenly
pressed her hands down, stopping the removal of her clothes and instead covering her head so she couldn't see anything.
At that moment, I suddenly took Long Siyun's breast into my mouth and began to slowly savor it.

To be frank, I've been with quite a few women, and most of them were top-notch, but such beautiful breasts
are truly rare. I used all my skills, licking, rubbing, and kneading. Long Siyun trembled constantly from my stimulation,
her head covered by her clothes emitting soft moans.

I freed one hand and, ignoring her protests, unbuttoned her jeans, then reached directly into her
panties. Long Siyun's pubic hair was sparse, soft, and a thin layer covered her vulva. I
unbuttoned my own shirt and quickly stripped off my upper body, straddling her and slowly caressing her alluring
and youthful body.

Finally, when there were no more barriers between us, I pulled the blanket over us, and we hid under
it penetrating
. I wasn't in a hurry, but instead slowly moved my hand up her knees. It was still five or six hours before she got off the train;
I had plenty of time to enjoy her.

Finally, under my caresses, Long Siyun's thighs loosened their tightness. Without hesitation, I touched her
labia; the two tender lips were overflowing with vaginal fluid, and a warm, moist sensation filled my palm. My fingers gently parted the
delicate opening, ready to penetrate. She grabbed my hand and said no, saying she didn't like fingers.

I didn't force her. I moved down a bit, parted her labia with the head of my penis, and gently bumped against the entrance, but did
n't go in. Instead, I continued to caress her. After five minutes, she
couldn't take it anymore. Her face flushed, she whispered and asked if I wanted to go in more. I was overjoyed. I thrust in hard, sliding down her soaking wet
vagina , all the way in.

The intense stimulation made Long Siyun scream uncontrollably. Then she suddenly realized we were on
a train. She clutched the clothes on the pillow, biting down hard to keep herself from making a sound. Seeing her shy
and restrained expression, I became even more aroused. With young girls, you have to be fierce and ruthless. All that "nine shallow thrusts and one deep thrust," all
that teasing, was useless. Each time I thrust, I pulled out until only the head of my penis was inside, then
thrust in deeply and forcefully. The "slap slap" of flesh hitting flesh echoed in the carriage.

Long Siyun clung tightly to my shoulders, whispering for me to be gentle, so no one could hear. I became even more aggressive.
I thrust into her harder, making even louder noises, then said we were on a train, and the train was very loud, so no one could hear us. Long
Siyun , while enjoying the pleasure, worriedly asked what would happen if they heard. I said, "If I'm slow, you won't
get any pleasure!"

Hearing this, Long Siyun blushed deeply, burying her head in my chest, trying to keep quiet.
The more this, the more I wanted to hear her moan. I pulled out hard and thrust back in. Under such impact,
Long Siyun finally couldn't hold back anymore, letting out soft, uncontrollable moans through her clothes.

A strong wave of pleasure quickly washed over me. I picked her up and had her sit on my lap, facing me. The sleeper car
was cramped; if I thrust too deep, she would hit her head. So I held her buttocks and moved back and forth. Every
time my glans touched her G-spot, she excitedly gripped my arm, whispering in my ear, "Ah…
ah… ah… ah… this position feels so good." This way, my pleasure wasn't intense, which prolonged my
ejaculation time. Soon, I felt her vagina contracting and burning hot. My hand traced down her anus, and
her vaginal fluid had already soaked my entire testicles.

Long Siyun hugged me tightly, biting my shoulder, her body beginning to tremble violently—she had reached orgasm.
I stopped, letting her slowly savor the stimulation of the orgasm. After everything calmed down, I had her kneel on the bed and continued thrusting from
behind . Our first time making love lasted almost half an hour. She reached orgasm twice, and finally,
I ejaculated on her breasts. Watching my semen flow over her body, a sense of satisfaction welled up within me.

That night, we made love three times. Until ten minutes before she got off the train, my penis was still inside her
vagina, soft but unwilling to be pulled out.

In the end, we exchanged numbers. After I finished my business in Guangzhou and returned to my company, which
was only an hour's train ride from Changsha, I called her on the weekend to tell her
I would come over.

She's from Chongqing and works in real estate in Changsha. In her rented apartment, we made love
passionately . This time, we weren't worried about being heard. She moaned loudly, telling me how good it felt and how
close she was to orgasm.

We spent the whole weekend together in bed. When my penis was hard, I'd penetrate her; when I got tired, she'd be on top, and when
she got tired, I'd penetrate her from behind. When my penis went soft, she'd give me oral sex until it got hard again. Her
juices never stopped; she was always wet.

She said she'd broken up with her boyfriend a year ago and came to Changsha to escape the pain of heartbreak. She hadn't
dated anyone or had sex in that year, and she never expected I'd satisfy her like this.

After that, I went to Changsha almost every weekend to meet her. Our relationship was strange; we weren't boyfriend and
girlfriend , but more like lovers. We were incredibly compatible in bed. She said I was the best man she'd ever met. She
rarely reached orgasm with her boyfriend, but I, except for a few times when I was tired, could almost always
bring her to orgasm, and often three or four times in a row.

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