[The married woman I attempted to rape in the sleeper train became my railway lover] [Author: lgse425]

The story I'm about to tell begins five years ago. I won't go into too much detail, but I'll try to present it as factual.
My company had a branch in Yinchuan. I was frequently sent there on business trips, coming every month.
Once, we were working on a big project, and I was there for a month or so. That time, there was a lot going on; three colleagues came in total: me, Yang Wei, and Li Ping. I remember leaving on October 3rd. I remember it so clearly because I only had two days off for National Day. By the time we finished the project, it was November 20th. At that time, the three of us men were like a pile of dry tinder, ready to ignite at the slightest spark!
We booked our return train tickets a week in advance; everyone was eager to go home. (Safety first, no prostitution.)
In November in Yinchuan, the temperature was already around zero at night. While checking tickets, I took the opportunity to observe the train attendant in my carriage. She was 28 years old, with good skin, wearing light makeup, a small face, and delicate features. She wasn't exceptionally beautiful, but she was certainly refined. He was 171cm tall, but his measurements were hard to discern due to the long cotton uniform he was wearing.
"Go to the right in the carriage." I then noticed a delicate quality in his voice that didn't match his height.
There were few passengers in the soft sleeper compartment; the three of us boarded at this stop.
Anyone who's traveled in a soft sleeper knows: each compartment has four berths, with the first compartment having berths numbered 1 (lower), 2 (upper), 3 (lower), and 4 (upper). We were berths 1, 2, and 3. Once inside, it was just the three of us; berth 4 hadn't arrived yet.
We put our luggage away. The air conditioning was good; taking off our cotton uniforms made us feel exceptionally relaxed.
Yang Wei grinned mischievously, "When the attendant comes, invite her to rest here for a bit, okay?" From that first sentence, Yang Wei and Li Ping launched into various fantasies about her.
52-year-old Yang Wei and 43-year-old Li Ping were indeed much more unrestrained than I, at 29. I couldn't help but shake my head, though I occasionally chimed in. But afterwards, I went off to read some pornographic material.
Just as we were chatting happily, the conductor knocked on the door with her ticket holder.
"Come in."
"Those who just boarded, please exchange your tickets."
I then remembered that when I took out my ID card, my ticket had fallen under the berth through the gap between the compartment wall and the bed.
"Miss, my ticket accidentally fell under the berth here. You have long arms, could you help me get it out?" Yang Wei and Li Ping chimed in, "The soft sleeper berths are much wider than the hard sleeper berths, you should help Xiao Luo with his short arms and legs."
"Come on, you guys aren't much longer either," I retorted.
Perhaps because it was just the three of us who needed to exchange tickets, the conductor agreed.
She placed the ticket holder on berth number 1, knelt down, supported her upper body with her left hand, and stretched her right hand to reach inside.
At this point, she wasn't wearing her cotton uniform anymore, just a plain thin uniform. Her figure was better than I had imagined, and her buttocks appeared even rounder and more pert because of her kneeling posture. Her upper body stretched out, revealing the fair skin of her waist, and her slender fingers were quite beautiful. The platinum ring on her left ring finger made her hands look even whiter. Her face, which had been chilled by the cold outside the train and warmed by the heat inside, turned slightly red.
"Oh no, the ticket is pressed against the carriage wall, I still can't reach it even bent over like this," she said after several attempts. This pulled us back from our daydreams.
"Why don't you try lying down?"
She hesitated for a moment, but did so anyway.
"Got it." She waved the ticket, a triumphant smile on her face.
Just as she was about to get up, Li Ping suddenly leaned over her, grabbed both her hands, and pressed her back down.
Not only her, but Yang Wei and I were also stunned by this sudden accident. We were just joking, we didn't dare to actually do anything.
The train attendant forgot to shout for a moment. She just stared at Li Ping with her mouth wide open.
Li Ping then shoved a glove into her mouth. Only then did she react, shaking her head and kicking her legs with grunts.
But for Li Ping, who weighs 170 pounds, this was no problem at all.
"Yang Wei, take off her pants! Xiao Luo, watch the door, and take some pictures while you're at it, make sure you get her face in the photos! You fucking move, you've already gone this far, do you want the train police to lock us up?"
Indeed, they had already done it, and if they stopped now, she would definitely call the police, so they might as well go all the way and still have a chance to shut her up.
I took out my phone, fixed one hand on the door, and started looking for an angle with the other. Yang Wei jumped down from the upper bunk, sat on her lap, and started to undo her pants. Li Ping straddled her abdomen, pressing her hands down with her hands.
In a minute, Yang Wei had stripped her completely naked from the waist down! Not even her socks and high heels were left, which he threw aside.
Yang Wei and Li Ping both stood up, one sitting on each bunk, leaving her lying on the floor.
At this point, the scene was a little strange: I was standing at her feet, my back against the door, holding my phone. They were sitting on each bunk, the flight attendant was lying on the floor in the middle, and a small table was above her upper body. I couldn't see her expression. She was wearing a uniform on top, naked on the bottom, her legs bent and pressed together, her hands covering her genitals. And we, amidst the heavy breathing of the four of us, began to voyeurize her.
I took the opportunity to record a video, pausing for three seconds at every appropriate close-up.
"Who goes first?" Li Ping broke the silence.
"Rock-paper-scissors to decide," Yang Wei replied.
After saying that, both of them looked at me with a menacing glare, as if to say, "If you don't agree, get out. "
I didn't want to participate; we'd only been married two years, and my wife wasn't bad-looking. But after watching xxx all that, I wouldn't stand for it; my little brother said he didn't agree!
"Okay, let's decide by rock-paper-scissors!"
Unfortunately and fortunately, I won first, Li Ping second, and Yang Wei last.
I was still wondering how much harsher the sentence would be for the first person to board compared to those who followed, when Yang Wei kicked me:
"If you don't hurry, we'll be at the next stop soon!"
Without hesitation, I climbed on top of her, straightening her bent legs. The flight attendant's hand was still covering her genitals.
I didn't dare take off my pants in front of her. My penis wasn't long, but 14cm wasn't short either. After all, it was my first time doing something like this, and besides, I felt incredibly awkward exposing my penis in front of other grown men!
Tears were already streaming down the flight attendant's face, and her hair on both sides was soaked. The light reflected off her temples, making her eyes particularly glaring!
I lay there and pulled my pants down to my knees, using my knees to separate the flight attendant's legs, my penis pressing against her hand.
I could feel the coolness of the platinum ring.
I whispered in her ear, "I'll take out my gloves, don't make a sound..." Before I could finish, Li Ping cursed, "Are you an idiot?!"
I glared at him, then said to her, "There are photos and videos on your phone, and your pants are with him. You can leave like this if you want, or call the police. I'll post the photos online right away and send them to your husband too." I took her phone out of her pocket, pretending to look up a number in her contacts.
She shook her head and then nodded. I put the phone aside.
I took the gloves out of her mouth and started to unbutton her shirt.
I said to her, "Take your hands away." Perhaps because I spoke softly and wasn't as rough as they were, the flight attendant complied, and her hands, which had been removed, went back to her chest. I straightened up
; it was dry, but my penis had leaked some clear fluid.
I rested my left elbow on her shoulder, stroked her ear with my fingers, and reached directly to her vulva with my right hand. My middle finger slid along the vulva, while my thumb parted the pubic hair to search for the clitoris. Feeling my middle finger getting increasingly slippery, I inserted it directly, repeating the same motion with my ring finger. When I heard a squeaking sound from her vagina, I inserted my middle finger as well. I inserted and removed two fingers dozens of times, and then I felt it was about time.
After I told her to move her hand, the flight attendant kept her eyes tightly closed and her head tilted to the left. Her left hand was now half-fisted against her lips, while her right hand gripped my left arm tightly. Yang Wei, who was sitting in the lower berth on the right, had already unbuttoned her uniform and shirt, and pushed her bra up.
I then noticed that her breasts weren't large, probably a 34C. Her nipples and areolas were small, the areolas were a bit pink, and the nipples were slightly dark.
When Li Ping saw Yang Wei start masturbating, he stopped and patted my shoulder: "Get up a bit, I'll have my turn first. Hurry up, or we won't be able to do it when we get to the station." I glared at him helplessly: "Don't rush me." I leaned close to the flight attendant's ear and said, "Sorry, beautiful, I'm going in now."
After saying that, I propped myself up and knelt between her legs. I held her thighs with both hands, exposing her entire vulva. After the insertion and manipulation of my fingers, some of her pubic hair had become clumps. Her left labia were slightly larger.
I thrust forward, and my penis slid past her labia, revealing the still pink flesh inside. I thrust twice, and it slid past both times.
My penis was sticking up too high; the angle was wrong. So I simply pressed her legs towards her chest, used my left hand to hold down her knees, grabbed a pillow with my right hand, placed it under the flight attendant's buttocks, then pressed down on my overly erect penis with my thumb, aimed it at her vulva, and thrust again. The head of my penis went in.
There was a narrow opening inside, and although there was enough lubrication, it still made my glans feel a little sore. So I pulled it out a little, then inserted it again. Each time, I went a little deeper than the previous time.
Finally, after ten shallow insertions, it was fully inside! It wasn't as loose as my wife's. The flight attendant, after taking off her gloves, let out her first complete sound: "Ah! Hmm~"
After it was fully inside, I didn't immediately start thrusting.
Li Ping spat out, "Is that all? Get out of the way! It's my turn!" "Get lost, this is just the beginning! I thought it would be like you." I moved my knees forward as I spoke, placing my hands on either side of the flight attendant's waist, my elbows wedging her legs, finding the most comfortable position, and began the first round of high-speed thrusting!
I would look up at the flight attendant's breasts, which they were kneading into various shapes, and her face, which was occasionally tilting from side to side, and then look down at my penis going in and out of her vagina.
Five minutes passed, and Yang Wei started urging me on. But the more they urged me, the less I could ejaculate. Strange, normally with this kind of high-speed thrusting, I would finish in five minutes at most.
"Let's change positions, it should be easier to ejaculate from behind," I said.
"Sure, sure, she's lying down, I can still use her mouth," Li Ping replied wickedly.
I pulled out, and there wasn't a "pop" sound like others had said, only a trace of sticky fluid.
The three men pulled the flight attendant to her feet. Li Ping impatiently pulled down his pants, revealing his short, thick, black penis. He grabbed the flight attendant by the collar and pulled her towards his crotch.
The flight attendant refused to speak no matter what, and Li Ping didn't dare to force her, so he masturbated in her face. Yang Wei simply sat on the floor, grabbing one breast in each hand. As for me, I held the flight attendant's hips with both hands and thrust in again, starting a second round of rapid thrusting.
I suspected that at this time, you could hear the sounds coming from the aisle outside. But at this moment, no one was paying attention to any of this; after all, at this hour, even the flight attendant selling fruit rarely passed by. Several times, the flight attendant's legs went weak and bent from the thrusting, but I held them firmly with both hands.
Three minutes passed, and I finally felt the urge to ejaculate.
Li Ping, however, had already ejaculated, all of it landing in the flight attendant's hands. He tried to ejaculate on her face but failed.
At this moment, the flight attendant glanced at her watch: "We'll be arriving at the station in 5 minutes, I need to go close the toilet... Ah!
Ah~ Hmm hmm hmm~ Hmm~"
Her remaining words were interrupted by my accelerated thrusting, replaced by the sounds of slapping and moaning. Yang Wei also stood up, masturbating in her face, his other hand still rubbing the flight attendant's breasts.
Finally, after 2 minutes, I ejaculated. I thrust in to the deepest point, no matter how the flight attendant tried to move her hips to get away from my penis, I held her hips firmly. She helplessly accepted my semen, tears streaming down her face again.
Yang Wei, being a bit older, also finished early, shaking his head as he pulled up his pants: "You got off easy this time, Xiao Luo."
I pulled out, and the flight attendant collapsed onto the floor. I took some toilet paper, stuffed a few pieces into her hand, and let the woman wipe the semen from Li Ping's hands, while I wiped the mess from her genitals. I hadn't even cleaned myself up before pulling up my pants, lifting her to sit on the bed, and helping her put on her pants. She pulled down her bra, straightened herself, and cooperated by putting on her pantyhose and high heels.
Li Ping and Yang Wei lay back down on their bunks, feeling frustrated, especially Li Ping, who kept cursing in frustration, "Damn, it wasn't this fast before!"
The train attendant picked up her ticket holder, wiped her eyes, composed herself, and then opened the door and left without looking back.
When the train pulled away from the platform, I went to the restroom and found that she was gone, replaced by a woman in her forties.
I asked, "Where's the attendant? She left her phone, and I picked it up." "Oh, you mean Li Xiaobei! She said her stomach hurt and asked me to switch with her. She went to the lounge. She'll be back in a bit, thank you, young man."
So her name was Li Xiaobei!
Back in my compartment, I replayed those unbelievable scenes in my mind. This kind of scenario, which only happened in novels, had actually played out in my life.
Yang Wei and Li Ping, perhaps due to their pride and the fact that they hadn't actually managed to seduce the flight attendant, were filled with resentment and indignation. As for me, the luckiest person tonight, I couldn't sleep at all. Thinking about Li Xiaobei's reaction and attitude, I felt there was still something to watch. However, I didn't say anything publicly. I'm a very possessive person.
At 1:30, I quietly went to the bathroom. I found her in the small office, lost in thought, occasionally wiping away tears. I knocked on the door, and she quickly turned her head away, wiping her eyes. When she turned back and saw it was me, she was startled, then glared at me fiercely.
I gestured for her to open the door, and her reply was simple and decisive: "Get out!"
I took out my phone, found the photos I had just taken, and deliberately turned my back to her, holding the phone up where she could see it.
Back then, sharing pictures wasn't as simple as it is now; most phones could only share via MMS… Just as I was about to press send, the door clicked open. I put away my phone, didn't go in, and just leaned against the doorframe:
"Shall we talk?" She didn't answer.
"Okay, I'll tell you then." I recounted the events of my month-long trip.
Basically, I'd been away for so long that even a sow seemed sexy, and she was so beautiful, she was infinitely more sexy than a sow! Plus, those two guys egged me on, and I couldn't control myself, so I did something to hurt her… "How can a sow be sexy!?" she replied.
Seeing her response, I pressed my advantage, telling jokes and anecdotes. Then I returned to the starting point: "When you're away for a long time, do you ever think about having sex with your husband? If you were away for a month or so, at your age, in your thirties, you'd probably find male pigs incredibly manly too."
"I do, but my husband doesn't. He's only home for four days at a time, and when he gets home, he's practically ignoring me."
"Damn, is he crazy? He has such a sexy, beautiful wife, and he's letting someone else have her…" As soon as the words left my mouth, I realized I'd made a mistake; I'd really hit a nerve.
After an awkward silence of about ten seconds, she spoke first: "Forget it, I'm glad I wasn't gang-raped just now. Consider it a one-night stand. You can go now, I need to rest. Also, delete the photos and videos!" Seeing this, I realized Li Xiaobei didn't dislike me: "Okay, but a one-night stand should last all night. It's only a little past 1 a.m. How about we do it again, so you can have some fun too?"
"You really will delete them?"
"If you agree, I'll give you my phone. You can delete it yourself."
"Okay, come with me. There's no one in that compartment. We still have three hours to go to the next stop." We went to compartment number 4. After closing the door, she turned on a bedside lamp. To show my sincerity, I unlocked my phone and handed it to Li Xiaobei. She deleted the video, but to my surprise, she deliberately left a photo, saying it was just a memento, but she couldn't show it to anyone else!
This time, we did it in the lower bunk. We were both completely naked, making love like lovers.
Afterwards, we exchanged phone numbers.
From then on, every month when I took this train, I would call her first. We made love in more places: sometimes in the compartment, sometimes in her small office, sometimes in the toilet, sometimes in the washroom, sometimes she would lock both doors of the compartment and do it right there in the smoking area, through the glass.
Until yesterday, she said she was pregnant with her second child and wouldn't contact me anymore. As for the child, whether it was her husband's or not, she would give birth to it.
[The End]
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