Passion on the journey

I've always longed to travel alone, but unfortunately, I've never had the time or opportunity. After five years in the military, eager to return home and build my own career, I disregarded my family's desire for me to continue serving and resolutely retired, receiving a discharge pay of over 30,000 yuan. My heart was filled with bitterness; damn it, five years of my youth! How many girls did I miss out on? (Actually, I did date a few during those five years, more on that later.) I told my family I planned to stay a few days longer, and after my parents' repeated admonitions, I boarded the train from Qingdao to Lanzhou. A backpack, a PSP, a book by Haruki Murakami (half for fun, half for showing off), and a few songs by Xu Wei—it felt great.

I sat in the left middle berth of the sleeper car; there was an old man below me, and no one above or opposite me. Because I had spent the night with some fellow veterans singing karaoke with girls the night before, I was a bit sleepy and just dozed off.

I don't know how much time passed before I opened my eyes slightly without moving. I saw a woman lying opposite me. She had short hair, her body slightly turned inwards, so I couldn't see her face. The blanket covered her to her waist, and I could only make out her general figure—slightly plump but not overweight. She held a book in her left hand and her right hand was

under the blanket. Looking closer, I almost jumped up. Was this woman...? Judging from the shape of the blanket, her hand was below her waist and above her thighs (sweat...). At that moment, the blanket was rising and falling rhythmically. There was less than a meter between the two beds, and I could hear her slightly heavy breathing. God, which angel has blessed me so much? What a wonderful sight! My little brother immediately started to groan for her. I quickly calmed him down, saying, "Dude, don't be impulsive, calm down, calm down..."

This was the first time in my life I'd ever seen a woman masturbate, in broad daylight, in a public place. Looks like helping old ladies cross the street sometimes does have its benefits; God hasn't forgotten me, the good guy.

Her movements became more and more exaggerated, her breathing heavier and heavier. She put down the book in her left hand (probably a good one), and slipped it inside her shirt. She was probably about to climax. Watching her made me so frustrated; my penis was throbbing painfully, but I didn't dare move, afraid of disturbing the beauty. Her left hand was rubbing vigorously, and I couldn't tell if her right hand was inside her vagina or rubbing her clitoris. It was so unsettling to watch. Finally, after a shudder, she stopped.
At that moment, I pretended to have just woken up, "Hmm..." and stretched. The body opposite me jerked, her left hand quickly withdrew, and she remained motionless in the same position, probably pretending to be asleep.

I jumped out of bed and rushed to the bathroom, masturbating intensely while thinking about how that woman had been masturbating.

"Awesome! Damn, still over 10 hours to go. I wonder where she'll get off. Even if she takes a sleeper, it'll be at least 10 eight-hour journeys. I have to find a way to win over this lonely woman." Having made this decision in my mind, I tidied myself up in front of the mirror and smiled confidently at myself. My appearance isn't just for show; 182cm tall, a sunny and handsome face, a background in the military band—the charisma from years of music and military service far surpasses that of my peers.

Walking through the corridor back to the bed, she was already pretending to have just woken up, sitting on the lower bunk. She was about a 75 out of 100 in looks, with a decent figure, though probably not very tall. Her face had a rosy glow; she looked to be around 30. "Hi, hello," I greeted her with a smile and sat down next to her, since the old man opposite was sleeping. For some reason, she blushed slightly, probably wondering if I had seen what she had done on the bed earlier. "Hello," she replied, her face turning even redder when she saw me staring at her. "Where are you going, sister?" This was the question I was most eager to know. "Lanzhou, little brother. Are you going out alone?" she answered more naturally. God help me. There was still more than a night left.

I used my good talking skills to chat about all sorts of things, making her laugh so hard she was doubled over. After learning I was a soldier, she became even closer to me, saying she admired and liked soldiers the most. Finally, I found an opportunity when she got up to pour water and almost fell over, so I put my arm around her waist. By the way, I learned during our conversation that her name was Lanlan. She was going to Lanzhou to visit her husband. I couldn't quite remember what her husband did, something like exploration, but he hadn't been home for about three or four months. Lanlan blushed and glanced at me, but didn't pull away. This was a good opportunity.

After sitting down, my hand remained on her waist. She struggled slightly but then let me go. It was already around 9 pm. The old man across from me was probably not feeling well. He had taken a walk in the afternoon, ate something, and then lay down to sleep.

After chatting all day, I knew she really liked me, so it was time to unleash my secret weapon. My hand gently caressed her waist, and judging from her expression, she seemed to be enjoying it. Perhaps it had been a long time since a man had shown her such tenderness. I slowly slipped my hand inside her clothes, but she grabbed it, stopping me.
"Don't do that," Lanlan said softly. "I'll tell you a secret, want to hear it?" I asked mysteriously.

Lanlan looked confused. "What secret?"

"Actually, I was watching what you were doing in bed all day. I woke up a long time ago," I whispered in her ear.

"Ah." Lanlan's face flushed red, unsure what to say. "

I quickly pressed my advantage, 'I really like you, and I know you don't dislike me, right?'

Lanlan hesitated, 'But we just met, and I'm already married.'

'These aren't problems. As long as we like each other, there's no problem. And why should life be so conventional from beginning to end? When you're old and look back, won't you feel like your life lacked passion? Drink when you should drink, sing when you should sing, (damn, I even quoted ancient poems!), seize the moment, don't leave yourself with regrets, sister.'...

She
lowered her head, remaining silent.

'Sister, I really like you. Let's just consider it a dream, a beautiful dream, okay?' I continued to coax her.

She considered for a long time, then nodded almost imperceptibly, releasing her grip on my right hand.

What was I waiting for? I kissed her lips directly, my hand quickly slipping inside her clothes."

After making her decision, she became more relaxed, her tongue darting into my mouth and intertwining with mine. I savored the sweet taste in her mouth, my right hand pushing up her bra, revealing her ample breasts. Wow, at least a 34D, amazing! My index finger and thumb gently pinched her nipples, while my other fingers lightly caressed her full breasts.

"Let's go up, little brother," she murmured softly. Although there was only a sliver of light in the corridor, she was still quite shy.
Heh, even more eager than me. We climbed onto my bunk. Thank goodness, perhaps because of the season, there were very few passengers; the three of us were the only ones in the sleeper compartment.

We were both a little out of control, each taking off our clothes. She only took off her pants, still wearing her shirt. As soon as I finished undressing, I eagerly pounced on her, pulling the blanket over us both.

I took her nipple into my mouth; it was already erect. My tongue circled it, sometimes pushing it into her breast, sometimes sucking hard. My left hand kneaded her other breast, while my right hand reached between her legs. "You're such a wet sister, so much water," I whispered.
"Ugh, it's all your fault, hurry up and give it to me," Lanlan said, trying to suppress a moan.
"Give you what?" I feigned ignorance.

Lanlan reached down and grabbed my penis, pinching it hard, almost making me cry out. "You naughty little brother, what are you giving me? If you keep pretending, I'll pinch your little brother off."

Wow, that's pretty intense.

"How about it? My little brother's not bad, right? How does it compare to your husband's?" I boasted. I was incredibly confident in myself.

"It's great, little brother, let your sister have a taste!" Lanlan's moans were so stimulating. Time to mount. Lanlan grabbed it and placed it on her vulva, and I thrust my penis all the way in. "Ah...ah...! My pussy feels so good! It feels so good! Ah...little brother, your big cock is so deep!" She's a natural beauty. Looking at her lewd expression and her flattened breasts, I almost lost control. I gently thrust in and out with the rhythm of the train, but later I didn't care if the bed was shaking or if anyone was below, and I thrust harder and harder.

Not long after I started thrusting, Lanlan began moaning, "Ah, ah," and a large amount of hot fluid gushed from her vagina. A throbbing sensation ran through her, and I almost ejaculated from those few thrusts. I quickly took a deep breath and clenched my penis. I had to play a little longer.

"Ah... ah... you're making me feel so good... don't move... ah... um... I can't take it... ahh... I can't take it anymore!"

I thrust for a while longer, feeling like I was dying and being reborn. My pleasure was almost at its limit, and I couldn't hold back any longer. I grabbed her breasts tightly with both hands, squeezing them hard, and thrust into her vagina with maximum speed and force.

"Ah... ah... um... hurry, little brother, sister's coming again..." Lanlan's moans hastened my climax. "Ah... I'm coming too, baby, ah... I'm coming, ah..." I moaned softly but urgently in her ear, thrusting my penis all the way in, and then I ejaculated a large amount of semen into Lanlan's vagina.

The two of us held each other tightly, enjoying the calm after the passion.

After a while, despite my attempts to stop her, she tiptoed back to her bed.

The next day, the two of us did it again in the bathroom. Lanlan lifted her shirt so I could grab her breasts, her pants were pulled down to one leg, she held onto the toilet, her buttocks raised high, and the two of us had a fierce battle.

After the train arrived at the station, we got off together. A man in his mid-thirties hugged her tightly, but her eyes were looking at me. I felt a strange mix of emotions, a little sour.

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