An unexpected joy on the train home for summer vacation

This is my personal experience, and I'm not very good at describing it, so please bear with me and just treat it as a story.

It happened during the summer vacation of my junior year in 2009. I was taking the train home from Beijing. I didn't book tickets with the school; I bought a sleeper berth myself. I boarded the train around 8 PM, planning to sleep and arrive home the next morning. I thought it would be as peaceful as usual. After boarding, I helped an elderly man put his luggage on the luggage rack. I had a middle berth, and since the train hadn't started moving yet, I sat on the lower berth and played on my phone.

Before I knew it, the train started moving. I habitually glanced around at the people, mainly to see if there were any guys who looked like they snored. If I encountered one, I would be in trouble; frequent train travelers should all know this experience. Fortunately, besides an elderly couple, there was a very overweight woman, a young woman who looked to be around 27 or 28, and one empty berth. I secretly rejoiced and continued playing on my phone.

Suddenly, I felt someone looking at me. I looked up and saw the young woman. She immediately lowered her head when she saw me looking at her. It's normal for people to look each other up on trains, so I didn't think much of it and continued playing on my phone. After a while, I felt someone looking at me again. I looked up and saw it was her again. This time, she didn't look down but smiled at me. I smiled back politely. Looking at her more closely, I realized she wasn't particularly pretty, and her figure was average. She was wearing denim shorts and a short-sleeved shirt. Her legs were a little thick but very white, and she seemed quite curvy and full-figured. It's summer, so girls dress like that, so I didn't think much of it and continued playing on my phone. After a while, the lights on the train were turned off, and we climbed into our respective bunks. I was in the middle bunk, and she was in the upper bunk diagonally opposite me.

Because I was used to staying up late in the dorm, I couldn't fall asleep even after lying down, so I took out my MP3 player to watch a movie, American Pie. I guess many of you have seen it. As I watched, I got a little aroused. I figured it was dark with the lights off and no one around could see, so I secretly masturbated, without intending to ejaculate. I was about halfway through watching when I got tired and wanted to turn over. Turning around, I suddenly realized she was lying on her side on her bunk, staring at me. I was startled. I wondered if she could see what I was doing in the dark—probably not. But feeling guilty, I put my MP3 away and just lay there.

I don't know how much time passed, but just as I was drifting off to sleep, I felt a gentle tap on my head. I looked and saw it was the young woman. She had climbed down from her bunk and was standing beside me. Seeing I was awake, she smiled and softly said, "Can you come over here for a moment?" I hesitated, wondering what she wanted. Had I really encountered a romantic encounter? After a moment's thought, I climbed down and followed her to the connecting area between the carriages. She opened a toilet door, glanced inside, then opened the opposite door and went in. I stood at the door, too afraid to move. She nodded at me, and I followed her in. Since the lights had been turned off shortly after boarding, the toilet was very clean, with almost no stains.

To be honest, I was so nervous I could hear my own heart pounding. I was about to ask what was wrong when she immediately made a "shh" gesture and then kissed me. I was so shocked I didn't dare move. Her tongue swirled in my mouth, and at the same time, she pulled down my pants and underwear together, then knelt down and started giving me a blowjob. Although I'd done it with my girlfriend before, and she'd given me a blowjob, she was a little shy and gentle. This young woman, however, seemed very eager and hard-working, moving quickly and forcefully. I still didn't dare move. Because I'd secretly masturbated a few times while watching American Pie earlier... So I ejaculated quickly. She took all my semen into her mouth, then got up and spat it into the sink. She rinsed her mouth with water, then turned back to me and smiled, saying, "Haven't done this in a while, have you? It's so thick and plentiful, I almost choked." Then she leaned down and kissed my penis again, then got up and whispered in my ear, "Your turn." Then she turned her back to me, unbuttoned her shirt, grabbed my left hand and pressed it to her breast, guiding my hand to rub it. Having just ejaculated once, I became less nervous, thinking, why not take advantage of this freebie? I unhooked her bra with my right hand and rubbed her breasts with both hands. Her breasts weren't very big; one hand could easily cover them. Gradually, she began to moan, twisting her body, her moans growing louder. I don't know when, but she unbuckled the belt of her denim shorts, grabbed my right hand, and put it inside. She had a lot of pubic hair, and when I put my hand inside, I could feel a heavy dampness. When I touched the slit, I realized it was already overflowing; her cotton panties were soaked through. I slowly rubbed her clitoris, and she trembled with each rotation. Her hands started to wrap around my buttocks. After rubbing her for about five minutes, she reached forward and grasped my penis, stroking it a couple of times. Then she bent down and tried to insert it, but the train toilet was too small for her to fit. She turned around, looking at me with a dazed expression, then jumped onto me, clamping her legs around my body. I aimed my penis, thrust, and with a soft "plop," it slid in all the way. She moved up and down faster and faster, her moans growing louder, and she clung to me tighter and tighter. I could only hold her with one hand and hold onto the railing with the other for balance. She was incredibly wet, probably because it had been a while since we'd done it. It wasn't very tight inside, and since I'd already ejaculated, the sensation wasn't particularly intense. About ten minutes later, she reached her climax, letting out a low growl before her body began to slide down her back. I loved this moment to strike back, so I placed her directly on the sink counter. Although the counter was small, it provided enough support. Once on it, I started thrusting hard. She clung to me tightly again, pleading intermittently, "I... I can't... I can't... Stop... Stop... Please... Please... Please... Have mercy on me... Stop..." I ignored her and continued thrusting. After two or three minutes, I deliberately paused. She let out a long sigh, lay motionless on top of me, and said, "You're finally done. If you hadn't stopped, I would..." Before she could finish, I resumed thrusting. She let out an "Ah!" and this time her breathing seemed to become labored. After about ten minutes of thrusting, accompanied by the scratches she left on my back, I ejaculated inside her. I had just caught my breath and was about to pull out when she said weakly, "Don't move, hold me." So I held her, and she breathed heavily. After a while, my penis shrank and fell out. She helped me bend down and took my penis into her mouth, licking it little by little with the tip of her tongue until it grew bigger again. I laughed and picked her up, placing her on the sink, saying, "Want more?" She quickly shook her head and said, "No, I just want to help you clean... ah!" Before she could finish, I thrust in again, this time without stopping, thrusting hard. She gasped for breath, initially pushing me away but then holding me tightly. I could feel her nails digging into my flesh on my back. After thrusting hard for about twenty minutes, I ejaculated inside her again. After I finished, she still held me tightly, not letting me pull out, adjusting her breathing. Once she was even, she gestured for me to pull out and said, "This time, no more." Then she bent down and licked my penis again, taking out some tissue from her pocket to wipe it. As she was wiping me, I mischievously asked her if she had just climaxed. She looked up at me and said, "You're one to talk! The second climax didn't stop, I felt like I couldn't breathe, I told you to stop but you wouldn't." I chuckled and then asked, "What's your surname, sister?" She looked up and made a "shh" gesture, cleaned my penis, helped me put my pants back on, and then said, "Go back to sleep, nothing happened." I stood there, stunned, not understanding what she meant. She smiled at me again, placed her hands on my penis, and said, "Thank you, it's been so long since I've had this much fun, go back to sleep." Then she opened the door, peeked out, and pushed me out. After I went out, I went back to my bunk and lay down, thinking about what had just happened. About ten minutes later, she came back, climbed into her bunk, and acted like nothing had happened. I don't know when I fell asleep.

When I woke up the next morning, the train was about to pull into the station. I quickly got up to pack my luggage and found that she had already left her bunk with her luggage and was waiting at the door to get off. I never saw her again after that.

I'd always heard about romantic encounters, and I actually had one myself, but looking back, it all feels like a dream. I don't even know her last name, what she did for a living, or why she ended up with me.

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