As the last of the summer holidays come to an end, a group of us – my regulars and myself – decided to hop on a sleeper train and have some fun before getting back to the “normal” life. I’ve been craving some new experiences – some riskier adventures – so when a few of the regulars asked if I’d like to try getting “railed on rails” (their words) I jumped at the opportunity.
Since these were my regulars (7 of them), I trusted them to get everything organised – train tickets, hotels, whatever – and just made sure I was good to go when the time came. And the weekend that just passed? That was the time.
They’d booked up an entire carriage of first-class sleeper cabins for a 13 hour trip (each way) , and a 2-day stay at our destination. Initially, I thought that meant it was just the 8 of us plus another 2 – since each first class carriage had 5 cabins – but boy was I wrong. Apparently they’d managed to round up 12 others to join us on the train! Needless to say, I got no sleep on the train, and a few times we almost got “caught” by random commuters walking through our carriage to the bistro, as I was passed between rooms completely nude and dripping with cum. Considering the amount of cum leaking out my holes though, I’m sure anyone that walked past our rooms could smell exactly what was happening. I’m also pretty certain some passengers waiting on the platforms probably witnessed some of the performances as the train pulled into their station – we never bothered to draw the shades.
When we finally got to our destination, I barely had time to get dressed before we had to rush off the train – although considering what the 19 men had in mind, if it wasn’t illegal for me to be marching around naked that might have been preferable. I was barely through the door of the rental apartment before my clothes were promptly ripped off and I found myself all plugged up with cocks again.
That night we were joined by more men and 2 other cumsluts, and the orgy went full-swing – dick after dick in all the holes, buckets and buckets of cum (or at least it felt that way) . Between drinks and some snacks and all that fucking, we maybe got 4 hours of sleep before we had to get back on the train to head home.
The trip back was less intense – but that didn’t mean less fucking around, just much less energetic. We got back on Sunday- and I might have slept through Monday and Tuesday- I was that tired!
My pussy n my ass still feels raw, and my throat is still hurting from all the pounding. My uterus is still cramping up and I’m pretty sure my cervix is bruised…but 10/10 will do again.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/wx0lvk/fantastic_weekend_groupgetaway