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[M] First Post. Chattiest Amateur Train Companion (pt. 4)

“In that case,” he said, taking both her hands in his, ”what I want right now,” he whispered, barely audible as he leaned in to whisper into her ear now. “Is for you. To. Cum.”

With that, he spun her again, pulling on her hips and running his hands up her back as she bent over. One hand slid over her ass and down. Samantha began to moan. She could feel Nathan’s fully hard dick pressed up against her as he reached down, his palm now sliding over her stomach, his fingers just above her clit. And then he was there.

“Ohh god, ohh fuck!” She moaned. As he leaned down to kiss her neck, his hand rubbing over her clit as she shook.

His fingers slid just inside of her and she could feel the juices dripping down her thighs as he got his fingers wet and slid them back up over her clit. The other hand occasionally smacking her ass.

“You’re so wet for me,” he growled, his fingers sliding back and forth more and more quickly over her clit. Her knees were getting weak. Read more »

[M] First Post. Chattiest Amateur Train Companion (pt. 3)

They’d taken the underground from the train station, her fingers curled in his as they’d walked. She’d leaned back against him hard as they stood on the train. Her ass bouncing against him with every lurch of the train. He’d felt himself getting harder and he knew she could feel it, too. Once, briefly, she’d put her hand behind her back and grabbed his cock through his pants. Pulsing gently and then letting go as he’d gently dug his fingers into her hips.

Up the escalator and out in the street, he’d left her standing in the gently pattering rain as he’d run into a tiny shop and emerged with a cheap bottle of champagne.

“Surprise!” He’d said, proffering the bottle, “and congratulations.”

She’d thrown her arms around him then, smashing her face to his.

Three blocks later, they’d kissed hard against her her front door in the dying evening light, one thigh exposed to the street as she’d lifted it high against his hip as he’d pressed into her. Then through the door, up the stairs, and into her one bedroom flat, her hands trembling as she’d bent to turn the key in the lock and felt him press against her. Read more »

[M] First Post. Chattiest Amateur Train Companion (pt. 2)

“What about you? What brings you to this train?” He asked, tearing his eyes away and looking back up to her face.

“Do you want the real version or the romantic version?” She asked, reaching down to pull off a heel and to massage the back of her ankle. Nathan glanced down at the movement and found himself staring at her cleavage again, the top of her dress falling open as she bent down. He tried to look away quickly, but when he looked up she was watching his face. He reddened. Embarrassed at having been caught and aware of how his pants had started to bulge a bit at the look she was giving him.

He cleared his throat. “The romantic version, naturally.”

“Lovely!” She said, still bent over rubbing her ankle staring up at him. “I ride trains day in and day out looking for the most handsome, charming man I can find. Preferably one who names his cock.” She said on a giggle. “And I do my best to seduce him.” As she said that, she bent a bit lower, her breast now pressing gently against his arm. Read more »

[M] First Post. Chattiest Amateur Train Companion (pt. 5)

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“Nathan, darling,” she purred. “I want you to watch me. And you’re not to take your eyes off of me until you’ve cum.” She was staring up at him. Her hand sliding up and down his shaft. Staring into his eyes. “Do you understand?”

He nodded.

“Say it.”

“I understand.”

“You understand what?” She asked, working both hand over the head of his cock, twisting down the shaft as he twitched.

“I understand that I’m going to watch you until I cum.” He said quietly with a tremor in his voice.

“Good boy,” she said, staring up at him.

“Hello Brad, it’s lovely to meet you.” She whispered and Nathan stared to laugh. It ended on a gasp.

Her eyes were wide and looking up at him as she licked down and then up his cock, one hand gently rubbing his balls.

When her tongue reached the top, she opened her mouth and slid it in. Slowly up and down, she kept her eyes locked on his as her lips and tongue pressed against his shaft. Then she began to move, quickly, with her free hand she followed her mouth, stroking as she sucked. Read more »

[M] First Post. Chattiest Amateur Train Companion (pt. 4)

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“In that case,” he said, taking both her hands in his, ”what I want right now,” he whispered, barely audible as he leaned in to whisper into her ear now. “Is for you. To. Cum.”

With that, he spun her again, pulling on her hips and running his hands up her back as she bent over. One hand slid over her ass and down. Samantha began to moan. She could feel Nathan’s fully hard dick pressed up against her as he reached down, his palm now sliding over her stomach, his fingers just above her clit. And then he was there.

“Ohh god, ohh fuck!” She moaned. As he leaned down to kiss her neck, his hand rubbing over her clit as she shook.

His fingers slid just inside of her and she could feel the juices dripping down her thighs as he got his fingers wet and slid them back up over her clit. The other hand occasionally smacking her ass.

“You’re so wet for me,” he growled, his fingers sliding back and forth more and more quickly over her clit. Her knees were getting weak. Read more »

[M] First Post. Chattiest Amateur Train Companion (pt. 3)

Part 1 [here](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/vih1ce/m_first_post_chattiest_amateur_train_companion_pt/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf)

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They’d taken the underground from the train station, her fingers curled in his as they’d walked. She’d leaned back against him hard as they stood on the train. Her ass bouncing against him with every lurch of the train. He’d felt himself getting harder and he knew she could feel it, too. Once, briefly, she’d put her hand behind her back and grabbed his cock through his pants. Pulsing gently and then letting go as he’d gently dug his fingers into her hips.

Up the escalator and out in the street, he’d left her standing in the gently pattering rain as he’d run into a tiny shop and emerged with a cheap bottle of champagne.

“Surprise!” He’d said, proffering the bottle, “and congratulations.”

She’d thrown her arms around him then, smashing her face to his.

Three blocks later, they’d kissed hard against her her front door in the dying evening light, one thigh exposed to the street as she’d lifted it high against his hip as he’d pressed into her. Then through the door, up the stairs, and into her one bedroom flat, her hands trembling as she’d bent to turn the key in the lock and felt him press against her. Read more »

[M] First Post. Chattiest Amateur Train Companion (pt. 2)

Part 1 [here](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/vih1ce/m_first_post_chattiest_amateur_train_companion_pt/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf)

“What about you? What brings you to this train?” He asked, tearing his eyes away and looking back up to her face.

“Do you want the real version or the romantic version?” She asked, reaching down to pull off a heel and to massage the back of her ankle. Nathan glanced down at the movement and found himself staring at her cleavage again, the top of her dress falling open as she bent down. He tried to look away quickly, but when he looked up she was watching his face. He reddened. Embarrassed at having been caught and aware of how his pants had started to bulge a bit at the look she was giving him.

He cleared his throat. “The romantic version, naturally.”

“Lovely!” She said, still bent over rubbing her ankle staring up at him. “I ride trains day in and day out looking for the most handsome, charming man I can find. Preferably one who names his cock.” She said on a giggle. “And I do my best to seduce him.” As she said that, she bent a bit lower, her breast now pressing gently against his arm. Read more »

[M] First Post. Chattiest Amateur Train Companion (pt. 1)

The trees made green streaks past his window and the sky was streaked with gray. The train swayed away from the station, trundling towards London. Nathan watched the landscape blur from the last row of the carriage. He’d had the row to himself since he left Leeds. This suited him well as he could spread out his full 6’2” frame without pressing his knees against the seat in front of
him or try to tuck his feet back under his own seat. His shoulder bag was down near his feet and hand was on it, getting ready to put it on the seat next to him when he caught a hint of vanilla on the air and a voice said “Do you mind if I sit here?”

Looking up, he immediately checked himself. Trying hard not to stare, he shifted unnecessarily, making no more space at all, but putting on quite a show of rearranging himself and his things. She was stunning. In her early to mid thirties, she had on a clinging, but office-appropriate burgundy dress, dark stockings, black high heels, and trendy cat-eye glasses still dotted with rain water. Her hair was a dirty blonde pulled up in a messy bun. Raindrops were still clinging to some of the strands that had come loose from the bun and had fallen around the sides of her face. He wanted desperately to look closer. He didn’t. Read more »