I woke around 3 am. She was still asleep and was sitting directly across from me as she moved over so she could lean against the window. I watched her sleep, remembering the look in her eyes. Her feet were pulled up onto the seat next to her and I couldn’t help staring at them, still amazed at what they did to me, what she did to me. I wanted so badly to reach across and touch her, but discretion was required here. While no one sat across the aisle from us, there were numerous travelers spread throughout the car.
Finally, she stirred and caught me watching her.
“Well good morning sleepy” I said with a smile.
“Mmmm..Thanks. I stayed up a bit late last night for some reason” she retorted. “I’m still so sleepy. But just can’t seem to get comfortable here.”
“You could move over here and lean against me if you like. For all these people know, you could be my wife and they’d think nothing about it.” I turned my back to the window, placing a pillow behind me and throwing a leg up on the seat in front of me. I patted the seat with my hand, “Come on over. It’s the least I can do.”
She grabbed her blanket and shifted over, leaning back against me and spreading the blanket over us.
I wrapped my arms loosely around her as she leaned back against me, her head turned and resting against my chest. She left one foot on the floor and stretched her other leg out on the seat alongside mine. We stayed still for quite a while, but I was certainly not sleeping, and I wondered if she was awake.
I lightly caressed her tummy for a moment where my hand was resting, watching for a response. She softly moaned and snuggled into my chest a bit more.
I ventured a bolder move and slid my arms up a bit higher just lifting her breasts up a bit and held her a little more tightly. She placed her hands on mine and pressed in even a bit tighter. Now I knew she was not sleeping.
I moved my lips a bit closer to her ear, whispering, “I think it might be time for a little payback.”
She simply let out another soft moan and stayed still. I slid both hands up higher over her hoodie, one on each breast and lightly stroked up and down over them. As she was not wearing a bra, even thru the sweatshirt material, I could feel her nipples harden. Her hands slid down, resting on my thighs where her fingers lightly caressed my legs.
I trailed my fingers lightly and slowly up and down her torso, going as low as her waistband, up over her tummy, slowly around and over her breasts, and up to her collarbone. Her soft moans coincided with each trip over her breasts and her chest rose to meet my hands gliding over the material. She squeezed my legs a bit more firmly. I followed by placing the palm of each hand over her breasts and applying more force, pulling her into me, the palm of each hand centered over her nipples. Then rotating them in a small circular motion.
She emitted a low growl, “Mmmmmm…” squeezing my legs in approval.
Again, lowering my lips to her ear, “Now be sure to stay as quiet as possible. We wouldn’t want to wake anyone, would we?” I whispered, pressing my hands against her even more tightly.
Whispering back, she expressed, “Ohhhhh…God…”
She seemed to be getting so excited and rather quickly. She was squirming and lifting her chest by arching her back and her hands grasped my legs tightly. My hands pressed firmly against her mounds of flesh, grinding into them, her pulse rate increased. I could feel her heartbeat pounding in her chest. She was quickly becoming desperate.
“Ohhhh….I think…. I’m going ….to cum, just from this” she breathlessly whispered.
“Mmmmm…then let it come” I spoke in a low deep voice as her ear. My hands continued their firm rotations, occasionally varying things by squeezes and pinching her nipples, but always returning to pressing my palms firmly against her. That really set her off. I added light licks and kisses to her ear and neck while pressing even more firmly.
“Ooooo…ooooo…” she moaned, trying not to be too loud, but the moaning was definitely a higher pitch than previous moans. Her breathing was shallow, and she squeezed my legs even more firmly as her restless legs moved about.
Her back arched and hips lifted off the seat as an orgasm pulsed through her body. There was no sound now, no moaning, just her body resonating as the waves passed through her.
She slowly loosened her grip on my legs and started to relax.
I stopped kissing her neck to say, “Mmmmmm… I’ve heard some women can cum by just breast play. I guess I’ve found one.”
“You think?!” she retorted still out of breath.
I slid a hand down to her waist and lightly traced fingers down lower, over her hips and to the inside of her thigh, then slowly up, brushing over a very warm and moist spot between her legs. She shuddered as my fingers traced the outline of her lips.
Again, she moaned lightly.
I observed, “Mmmmm…you are so wet down here.”
My fingers traced lightly up and down circling over and around her. Again, her hands started to lightly caress my legs, which I took as a cue to continue the light strokes.
“Ohhh…” she purred. “I am so … sensitive.” Her body occasionally jerking in response. “That feels so amazing…Ohhhh….”
“Mmmm….I like amazing! Let’s do amazing for a while. Get comfortable.” She resettled in against me a spread her legs just a bit more. I then savored lightly caressing her, matching the caresses on my legs. This continued for a long time. Eventually, I slid my other hand up under her hoodie firmly placing my hand under one of her breasts and lightly caressing around and over her nipple with subtle and slow movements.
She remained silent, but I could feel her occasionally catch her breath or her legs would spontaneously jerk. This went on and on. Her unsteady breathing and pulse rate assured me she was still at a high level of stimulation.
“Mmmmmm…this is so….ahhhh….so incredible” she whispered breaking the silence. “I’ve never been touched like this for so long.”
I responded by planting a kiss on her neck.
Looking out the window, I could see the horizon starting to grow a bit brighter, meaning our time in the dark would be ending soon. I changed my caresses just a bit and pressed in around her clit, while at the same time, pinching her nipple.
Her body responded quickly with a jerk followed by a moan and hands that squeezed my legs.
I placed three fingers over her clit and pressing in, made circles.
“Ohhhhh…you have no idea how close I am…” she whispered.
Sliding my hand up and then under her waistband, my fingers slid down, quickly finding her moist firm clit. Small circles had her lifting her hips off the seat in no time.
“Ohhh…Ohhh….Ohhh…go…” and her hands squeezed my legs as hard as ever.
I slid my fingers down lower, with my index and ring fingers each over a lip and my middle finger dipping lightly into her, feeling more of the natural moist warm lubricant. I applied more pressure with my hand, pressing onto her clit with my palm and lips with my fingers, while that center finger dipped in and out of her. My other hand continued pinching and pulling on her erect tit. She soared quickly even higher.
“Oooooo…” her legs moving around, muscles tensing, slowly losing control as the wave overwhelmed her. I moved my legs over hers, holding them firmly in place.
“Shhhhhh…” I reminder her as her moaning started getting louder. Then I slid fingers back up to her clit and rubbed vigorously. The orgasm surged over her, and she fought mightily to keep from screaming out. Her fingers dug into my legs, no doubt leaving bruises.
I continued stroking her through the wave and a little past it until she grabbed my hand, stopping me from continuing. I held my fingers there, motionless on her clit while she slowly recovered. It was amazing to feel her soar and slowly come back down.
Her breathing slowly returned to normal and we stayed in that position while we watched the sun rise.
Reaching back, she ran her fingers through my hair and said, “Now that’s a good morning.”
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