Reporting on romantic encounters on trains

My name is Lu Feng, and I'm just an ordinary college student. The only thing that might be considered special is that I'm
a little more risqué than others. From a young age, I've been intimately familiar with all the major websites, and I'm a
sly .

The story takes place during the summer I traveled from my hometown to Beijing for university.

Because of my parents' work, I had to travel alone by train to register for school. This
was unimaginable for my peers who were pampered by their families, but I was used to it. I booked my sleeper ticket in advance based on
the start date, and then headed to the train station with my phone.

My parents' work was busy and mysterious; every time I asked them, I never got a
straight avoidance and changing the subject. Eventually, I stopped caring. Fortunately, their
salaries were proportional to the difficulty of their work, and they gave me 10,000 yuan a month for living
expenses .

I didn't bring much luggage; I had several hundred thousand yuan saved up over the years in my account, so I could buy
clothes and a computer in Beijing. I calmly boarded the train just in time for the ticket check.

The reason I didn't buy a plane ticket was actually due to a small shadow in my heart: I've had a severe
fear of heights since childhood, and I'm even afraid to sit by the window in a high-rise classroom, which has led to many
pranks .

The sleeper berth wasn't as bad as I had
imagined . For a guy like me, who's under 1.8 meters tall and has a fairly well-proportioned build, it wasn't too cramped, nor too short. Since

it wasn't peak season like the start of the school year or the Spring Festival travel rush, there weren't many passengers on the train. But coincidentally, my compartment was occupied by a young couple. The guy looked quite wealthy; his clothes were obviously expensive. The girl was pure, lovely, and endearing. Her unintentional coquettishness was captivating. As soon as they entered the carriage, they snuggled together, whispering sweet nothings. The girl would occasionally playfully punch the handsome guy next to her with her little pink fist, completely ignoring me. But whether it was my imagination or not, I had a vague feeling that the girl was secretly watching me , her eyes filled with a teasing, alluring gaze. A short while later, with a slight sway, the train began to move. The girl gently nudged the boy twice, telling him to go to the bathroom to wash up and get some rest, as they planned to explore Beijing properly . The boy lingered with the girl for a while longer, even kissing her fair cheek, before reluctantly leaving . To my shock, as soon as the boy left the room, the girl immediately and carefully closed the door tightly, furtively pulling a small packet of white powder from her pocket. She dissolved it in hot water from her thermos, poured in a packet of cold medicine, and with a look of disgust, stirred it with a cotton swab she found on the table. She placed the cup on the small table between , along with a can of Want Want milk. After finishing with those things, the girl turned around, slightly shyly sitting directly opposite me. She raised her slender, beautiful legs, clad in delicate white stockings, high in the air, and whispered in a soft, seductive voice, "Good brother, could you help me take off my shoes... I'm so tired after wearing them all day..." Her eyes gleamed with allure, her cheeks flushed, and she appeared deeply moved. From my angle, the view beneath her skirt was completely revealed—unexpected black lace, utterly captivating. Instinctively, I reached out and took her delicate white-stockinged foot in my hand, gently removing the dark brown leather shoes as carefully as possible. Afterward, I found myself holding her small, white-stockinged foot in my hands, gently kneading it, even feeling a strange urge to lick it. The girl suddenly smiled shyly, deftly withdrawing her white-stockinged foot from my grasp. In a flash, she pressed it against my crotch, lightly touching it a few times, arousing my burning desire and causing my pants to bulge . Seeing the height of my erection, the girl instinctively covered her mouth, her eyes flickering. After a moment's hesitation, she withdrew her foot, but moved closer to me, her soft, boneless body pressed tightly against mine. Her delicate white hands roamed up and down my chest, whispering in my ear, "Good brother, when he comes back, just go to the bathroom and wait for me. Let's play some adult games, okay..." I don't remember how I answered, only that after I nodded, the girl moved away , carefully covering my crotch with my shirt and playing soft music on her phone. The girl moved her body off my lap and used my shirt to shield me from the bulging . I silently recited the Heart Sutra, closed my eyes, and meditated, finally calming my turbulent emotions before the boy returned, lest I embarrass myself before this unexpected romantic encounter even began. *Squeak*—The girl and I looked towards the door almost simultaneously, and sure enough, the boy entered. He had a light green towel draped around his neck, making me wonder to myself, "Does this guy often use that towel to dry his hair?" I turned to look at the girl, who, while the boy was putting things on the upper bunk, first winked at me and then mouthed for me to wait outside. That wink almost aroused me again, so I quickly slipped out of the private room while they weren't looking. No one noticed, and I secretly turned on my phone's recording mode, tucked it under my pillow, and listened to their conversation when they were alone , just in case I encountered a honey trap or similar scam. As soon as I left the compartment, I rushed to the restroom, afraid someone would take it. Luckily, I didn't see a single person wandering the corridor, and the wide-open doors indicated the train was practically empty. I opened the restroom door and saw no one inside, immediately letting out a sigh of relief. Still a little nervous , I stood at the restroom door waiting for the girl. Just as I was getting increasingly anxious and several times considered going back to the compartment to check, the girl finally arrived. Her slender waist swayed gently, and her beautiful legs in black stockings beneath her denim shorts almost made my nose bleed. After she came over, she gently tugged at my sleeve, her strength weak yet her will firm, pulling me into the restroom. Without any hesitation about being dirty, she sat on the toilet, her eyes glazed, and touched my rapidly hardening genitals .

I unconsciously leaned down, listening to the girl whisper in my ear.

"I tricked him into drinking a cold medicine laced with a large dose of sleeping pills in the private room. When
we go back to the private room in a little while, he'll be sleeping like a log. Then we'll play those intense
games. Now, I'll give you a little interest first..."

The girl's tone became increasingly seductive and alluring, and her two long, beautiful hands once again encircled my
waist, forcing me to straighten up and surrender my most important parts to her control.

Before I could react or answer, the girl lowered her head, her long black hair cascading
down like a waterfall, and bit my zipper with her neatly braided white teeth. With the sound of the zipper opening,
the ferocious dragon that I had been restraining and sealing broke free, hitting the girl's face with a crisp 'smack'.

The girl tilted her head back and gave me a seductive smile. She took a deep breath, opened her cherry-like mouth almost to bursting opening
, and inch by inch, she swallowed my erect penis. I could even clearly feel myself slowly penetrating deeper
; each inch that went in brought a different, sensual sensation.

I was astonished by the girl's superb deep-throat technique. Even conservatively estimating, my penis was at least
fifteen centimeters long, and in this state of extreme excitement, it would have been normal for it to grow even longer. To be able to penetrate all the way to
the base of this petite girl's pink lips, the extreme pleasure of conquest and the soft, moving flesh of her throat made my vision
blur, and I almost fainted from pleasure right there in the bathroom.

This extreme pleasure lasted only a few seconds. Then, the girl slowly
spat , rolled her pretty eyes at me, and, panting slightly,
said in a coquettish voice full of spring, "How come your penis is so big? It feels much bigger than the dildo I usually use for practice.
I almost suffocated."

I narrowed my eyes and asked with a hint of curiosity, "Well, how does it compare to your boyfriend's
?"

The girl curled her lip and said disdainfully, "That guy hasn't even kissed me yet.
How would I know how big his little bug is?"

Hearing this, I became even more excited, thinking to myself, "Could I be getting a super bargain this time?" With a slight
tremor , she pressed on, "Have you done it with anyone else?"

The girl paused for a moment, then giggled and gently bit my penis twice, rubbing it against her face as she said,
"If I said no... I haven't... done... it... would you be even more excited...?"

She guessed right; I was indeed more excited, my eyes bloodshot, panting heavily but with a hint
of doubt as I asked, "Really?"

The girl smiled without saying a word, turning her attention to my increasingly hard penis,
playing with it with her hand as if no one else was around, occasionally bending down to suck and lick it a few times. Just as I was about to ejaculate, she
said leisurely, "Want to know... why don't you try it later?"

Seeing that my stamina was somewhat beyond her expectations, the girl licked her lips and, in a very challenging
posture, unabashedly raised one of her beautiful legs high, slowly pulling down the smooth black pantyhose that clung to her skin.

The girl squinted as she unfolded her stockings, pointing her slender fingers to a damp spot on them.
"I got wet the moment I saw you," she said. "Look, even through your panties, the stockings are soaked, practically dripping
wet ..."

With that, she gently wrapped the still-warm stockings around my rock-hard penis,
then lowered her head and took it into her mouth again.

This was yet another novel sensory stimulation. Although only a thin layer of black stockings separated us,
it gave me an extremely unique feeling. For the first time, I understood why so many people were willing to pay high prices for used
stockings and underwear. And when a pair of stockings, just removed from your body, and its owner
are both serving you, the stimulation is far more than just one plus one equals two; it's a dreamlike
situation that multiplies exponentially.

The relentless stimulation finally broke down my defenses. With a violent shudder, I ejaculated for the first time
in over a decade onto the girl's face. A considerable amount of the whitish liquid
splattered onto her long, flowing hair and dripped onto the lace of her dress.

The girl, ecstatic, used her small hands to scrape the liquid from her body and put it in her mouth, even opening her mouth with an
extremely submissive air to show me the liquid she had collected.

Although my penis had just ejaculated, its hardness hadn't diminished at all; it remained as erect as it
had been at its peak. But I had regained my senses.
After casually wiping my penis clean off the girl's face, I returned to the private room to avoid arousing her boyfriend's suspicion.

When I returned, the boy was already in a daze, almost asleep
. He managed a weak greeting when he saw me. Looking at his kind and gentle demeanor, a sudden
wave of guilt and the lingering intense pleasure made me unable to stop.

"Sorry, buddy, but your girlfriend's so hot-tempered. If I don't do it, someone else will. I might as well let
you; I'm sure I can make her feel good." That's what I thought.

I lay on the bed, pulled my phone out from under the pillow, and made sure it was still recording,
so it looked untouched. Then I plugged in my earphones to listen to the couple's private conversation.

It wasn't too surprising; the girl did indeed use a slightly cold tone to get the guy to take the pills,
while the guy kept saying sweet nothings, getting almost no response.

Not long after, the girl pushed open the door and came in.

After I left, she tidied herself up by herself, removing her heavy makeup to reveal
a surprisingly pure face, completely different from the glamorous image I had seen before.

The girl gave me a suggestive smile as soon as she entered, then impatiently said to the boy, "Brother Xiuzhu
, hurry up and go to the top bunk. It's almost eleven o'clock. Staying up late isn't good for your beauty..."

Seeing that the girl had returned safely, the boy stopped trying and climbed up the top bunk with some difficulty. He almost fell because he lost his
grip , but I caught him in time. Amid his repeated thanks, I helped him onto the bed.

I got up, turned off the light, and opened my phone to browse some erotic articles and pictures I had saved up, making sure I was in
a state of readiness.

Before I had even finished two pages, the person on the top bunk started snoring loudly; it was probably audible even outside the room.
The sheer horror of it all.

Then I faintly heard a rustling sound. Curious, I turned on my phone's flashlight and looked to the side.
The girl had taken off her dress, leaving her only in a purple lace bra and
black stockings stained with patches of still-wet semen.

Seeing that I had discovered her beforehand, the girl blushed, but still straddled my waist, gently unbuckling my
belt and pulling down my pants. She reached out and grasped the hot

,
hard , so I roughly pushed it up. With a short cry of pain from the girl, her pair of white, high
breasts were revealed.

Her breasts were still a tender, alluring pink, but their size was enough to rival many breastfeeding mothers
. I couldn't resist pushing the girl onto the bed and biting down on her breasts, my sensitive tongue tasting
their beauty.

My hands weren't idle either. One hand caressed the girl's other
breast, while the other slid down her waist, roaming freely inside her panties, eliciting soft moans from her.

The initiative had shifted; I had gone from being the passive recipient to the absolute
master . Her sensitivity was unbelievable. I hadn't even inserted my fingers yet;
the stimulation from her breasts alone was enough to bring her to orgasm.

Touching my slightly damp crotch, I was somewhat glad that the girl had taken off my pants earlier. Otherwise, walking down the street with wet pants
tomorrow would have been incredibly embarrassing.

With a feeling of near-embarrassment and resentment, I picked the girl up and placed her on the bed, pressing my penis against her vulva
. I parted her small panties with one hand, ready to thrust in and truly end my virginity
.

The girl, her eyes already glazed over and almost fainting, suddenly struggled, her sudden burst of strength
even pushing me away.

The girl, her legs trembling, rummaged through the bed opposite me, finally finding a pure white piece of cloth. She placed
it beneath herself before shyly professing her love to me.

Seeing her behavior, I already guessed her intentions. Was she really
a virgin ? Otherwise, she wouldn't be acting so coy. Although I felt a pang of pity, I didn't
show it. Instead, I roughly grabbed her chin, playing with her small, fragrant tongue with my fingers, and
said, "Miss, this isn't very nice. If I hadn't done something right, I might have bumped into
the ground. That would have been a big deal. You'll have to make it up to me."

The girl was startled at first, then her face paled. She imagined the
terrifying consequences of me thrusting my penis into the ground, and the resulting news reports that would completely destroy both our images.

The girl covered her face with her hands and said in a barely audible voice, "I'm already like this, what do you want me to
do...?"

I smiled contemptuously, leaned down and whispered in her ear, "Then I want you to be my little slave girl,
okay ? You can compensate me for this almost lifelong loss with your entire life."

The girl immediately looked dissatisfied and opened her mouth to refute my absurd statement, but I silenced
her with a deep kiss, stopping the string of words that was about to spill out.

My penis gently rubbed against her vulva, accompanied by vigorous kneading of her breasts, causing her to fall into a daze
once again . Several times she arched her back, trying to insert my penis into her vagina, but she couldn't.

Just then, I whispered in her ear, "If you swear to be my little slave, I'll give you whatever you
want ..."

The girl gasped twice, finally unable to endure the torment any longer, and obediently said, "I swear, I'm willing to be
my master's little slave, I'll never betray him, I'll only let my master play with me, and my master can play with me however he wants."

At that moment, I thrust my penis deep into the girl's vagina,
imprinting my declaration of dominance into her mind so she would never forget it.

Since the girl was still a virgin, I didn't go overboard. What if she couldn't even walk tomorrow?
That would be a huge problem.

But because the girl was so sensitive, even though I deliberately went easy on her and only did it once,
she still climaxed four times. Adding the two times before and the one in the bathroom, she was a true seven-
times-a-night man, a young woman.

Before the girl fell asleep, exhausted, I asked for her phone number, WeChat, QQ number, and other contact
information . I even got her home address, school dormitory, and other private information that even her boyfriend might not know. I also
arranged a "good morning bite" with her early the next morning and a "home visit" in a few days. Only then did I allow the girl to put on her underwear and outer skirt, which were smeared with
our bodily fluids, and take a short nap before dawn.

[The End]

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