Train Sex - Anyone Done?

[GoodGirlsDeserveFun]

I haven't but I do have a long cross country sleeper train ride booked this summer.... Definitely time for windows open solo fun

 

[Icekiller56]

I haven't but I do have a long cross country sleeper train ride booked this summer.... Definitely time for windows open solo fun

Do you need a helping hand?

 

[Rollinbones]

As a young bloke, I often took the train home from University for holidays. It was a seven hour trip and back then, 1986, the trains weren't air-conditioned. They were slow, hot as balls and boring as fuck. So I would take a novel and a a big thermos full of bourbon and coke. One December I was sitting, sweating like a pig as we clacked along. I had the wagon to myself, there were only two passenger wagons on the goods train. A group of girls about my age wearing boarding school uniforms came from the front carriage and sat in a booth in front of me. There were five of them. They were noisy and were teasing each other about boys and what they were going to get up to on the holidays. One of them was getting a hard time for being a virgin. I tried to remain unnoticed but it wasn't to be. Two of the girls came to sit on the bench opposite me and they watched me meanly and whispered to themselves. They were both blonde Madonna try hards. They laughed and one said directly to me, "I bet you want to see up our skirts." I just raised an eyebrow and went back to my book. Girls could be pretty mean back then and i didn't feel like being made fun of. What followed was them flashing me their underpants trying to get me to look. I thought they were going to assault me or call me a pervert or something. It wouldn't be the first time girls had hit me. Then one of them bent over right in front of me and pulled her knickers down. That got my attention. "You want to finger me?" She asked back over her shoulder, "Go on. Do it. I don't mind." Her friend sat down next to me and took my wrist and urged me on so I took advantage of my good fortune. I had two fingers banging in and out in no time and they were laughing and talking shit about how much of slut she was. She was really wet but didn't come or anything then the other girl said it was her tern and leaned back against the window spreading her legs. She had a really hairy bush and it took a little bit to open her up but I gave her a good seeing to as well. The first girl left us and went back to her friends, next minute the other girls were leaning over the bench between us to watch and were giggling. The girl started rubbing her clit and got herself off, then smiled and pulled her undies up. There was a lot of laughter from the next booth over the next hour or so but i tried to keep reading. "No you." "Go on, I dare you." "No, gross." That sort of conversation. They were quiet when we went through Dalby and the train stopped but after we'd left town, all five of them came and sat with me. Three across and one either side. "Show us your dick." Part of me wondered if they were just going to make fun of me but I thought fuck them and dropped my shorts. I was soft and the girl beside me reached over and started stroking me. I pretended to keep reading as these private school girls satisfied their curiosity i suppose. They all seemed to have a grope and amid all the giggles and whispers I shut my book when i felt hot breath, then a tongue on my knob. Turned out to be quite a fun trip after that. I felt a bit like a teaching aid as they took turns showing off their 'cock-sucking' skills as they called it. I came twice before we stopped at Chinchilla and they giggled back off to their booth. No complaints on my behalf. Sure beat the hell out of the Dragonlance book i was reading. A bit later one of the quieter of the girls approached and asked if she could have another look. I was only eighteen at the time so I proudly displayed in no time. The other girls watched over the bench and offered suggestion. "Do it like i showed you on your thumb." That kind of thing. I didn't know what she meant when she said back over her shoulder, "I'm gonna do it." She stood up, straddled me and lifted her skirt. She fumbled trying to find her opening then pushed down. She was soaking wet but ultra-tight. I was guessing she was the one they teased about being a virgin. At the time I'd only had one girlfriend and maybe only had sex four or five times. She grunted and impaled herself. Wouldn't let me kiss her. She bounced a bit and I was just getting close when she decided, she'd had enough for whatever reason. Again, no complaints from me. By the time I got off the train that day, I'd fucked all five of those girls while the others watched. It certainly made the trip more interesting. I saw one a couple of weeks later at church and her blush was splendid. Just one of those memories of my youth that I like to get down off the shelf in the backroom and polish the dust off now and then.