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This story contains: MF, Stranger, Oral, Straight




I settle in to my seat, hoping my headphones will drown out the baby crying three seats away from me.  Sitting back, I start to wonder why I couldn't just get over my fear of flying.  Instead, I am leaving Boston on the Amtrak on my way to North Carolina.  The trip will take a little over 14 hours.  I'm not sure I have enough CD's or batteries to keep me occupied for the whole trip, but it's nice to finally be getting away, even if it is to visit my aunt and uncle.  The week off will be fun.

A little over two hours into the ride, I get up to stretch my legs.  The dining car is fairly empty, so I get a drink of water and sit down, watching the view outside the window as the scenery flies by.  At first, I don't notice the guy who sits down across from me.  After the second time he says hi, I break away from my gazing and smile at him.  At least a little conversation will help dull the long ride.  He looks like he's in his mid 30's, cropped dark hair, green eyes, and definitely over 6 feet.  He's dressed in blue jeans and a navy polo shirt.  My company could be worse.

He asks me where I'm from, where I'm heading to, and the usual questions.  I find out his name is Mark and that he owns a small software company.  He is traveling to Charlotte to meet some hopeful investors.  After some more small talk, he thanks me for my time and says he needs to head back to his room.  I joked that it must be nice to have a room, me being stuck in coach and all.  He jokes and says he's always looking for a new business partner.  I smile, fully expecting him to take his leave.  Instead, he sits back down, leans in, and asks if I'd like to spend the rest of the trip with him.  He said we can split the cost of the room, no strings attached.

Being only a year out of college, I am still broke and tell him I appreciate his offer, but there's no way I could afford it.  He asks if I would like to work off the debt.  I figure I know how, but ask anyway.  Sure enough, he tells me I can stay in his room, free to use the spare bed and private bath, on the condition I remove all clothing during the trip, and attend to his needs at one some point during the ride.  Shyly, I thank him, but say it would not be proper.  He tells me if I change my mind, he's staying in A-13.  I head back to coach, only to find the baby is awake again and crying.

Sitting back, I think about Mark's offer.  After all, how bad would it be to stay nude in a room with a stranger, even if he did expect me to have sex with him?  He was fit and cute, so would it be that bad?  Thinking about his sexy smile, I begin to feel myself starting to flush, realizing I am going to turn my trip into a little adventure sooner than I had thought.  I head to the back of the train, finding A-13 with a little help from the conductor.  Answering my knock, Mark welcomes me and tells me he's glad I reconsidered his offer.

He closes the door, sits in the chair, and tells me his "conditions" of our agreement.  He agrees to share his room with me during the entire trip, and in return, I will remove all clothing, remaining naked during the trip.  I further agree to let him explore my body during the trip.  Lastly, I will bring him to climax at least once during the trip, using the method of my choosing.  Not necessarily the fantasy I had of him falling all over me the minute I entered the room, but still, it's quiet, warm, and private in here.  As requested, I undress completely, letting him admire my body as I do.  As I remove my bra, I can see his gaze drawn to the darkness surrounding my nipples, which grow as I begin to get excited, stripping for a stranger.  When I remove my panties, he comments that it's nice to see a girl that keeps herself bare.  He tells me to take a seat across from him.  

I sit across from him, keeping my knees together.  He continues to look me over, and I begin to feel a little self conscious.  He tells me that he has some work to finish on his computer, and suggests I make myself comfortable.  With that, he draws his attention away and acts as though I'm not there.  A little tired from the ride, I lean back and close my eyes.  I didn't plan on falling asleep, especially sitting naked in a random room on an Amtrak, but my mind had other plans.  I wasn't sure how long I slept, but later found it was about two hours.

During my sleep, I moved so one leg was draped over the armrest of the chair, completely opening myself for Mark to see.  I was woken up by the feeling of soft hand caressing my inner thighs.  Looking down, I saw Mark on his knees in front of me.  I keep my eyes half closed, waiting to see what he had planned.  I was becoming aroused, and with my legs spread, I'm sure Mark could see my wetness starting glisten.  His hands explored my legs, slowly moving up my sides, finally caressing my breasts.  Mark had the touch of a seasoned lover and was quickly bringing me to full arousal.  Using both hands, he gently pinched my nipples, causing me to let out an involuntary moan.  I still wasn't sure whether I was dreaming or if this was really happening.

Taking his time, he moves his hands back down, caressing my thighs while he continues to look at me with lust in his eyes.  I arch my back and slide myself slightly forward, inching towards him.  He leans in, pausing just before he reaches my wetness, so I can feel his warm breath against me.  The intensity of the moment washes over me, anticipating when his tongue will begin to explore me, and my heart beats faster.   Finally, he traces an outline around my skin, calmly teasing me until he finally explores my outer lips.  His tongue is warm and a little rough, but it feels incredible.  I arch more, brining myself closer to his mouth.  He responds by sliding his tongue into my wet opening.  As he twists and moves his tongue around me, both inside and out, I can feel the heat building inside me.  I slide back and forth over his tongue, begging him to lick my clit.  

He slides both his hands under me, cupping my ass in both hands.  He pulls me forward and holds me as he slides his tongue from my ass to my clit.  In long strokes, he continues to lick my entire area, bringing me closer each time.  His grip tightens on me and he leans in further.  Taking my clit fully into his mouth, he gently sucks and dances the tip of his tongue over me.  I tremble and cry out as I climax to the rhythm of his licking me.  I fall back into the chair, panting, fully enjoying the afterglow of my first climax with a stranger.

He stands and with a smile, apologizes for waking me.  He said I was so beautiful, spread out before him that he couldn't resist.  He had to touch and kiss me.  I notice the bulge against his pants from his excitement.  I lean forward again, this time exploring his body with my hands.  I un-tuck his shirt and run my hands over his hard chest, feeling his body.  I look into his eyes and slowly unbuckle his belt, sliding it out from his pants.  I lean in and kiss the bulge in his jeans while sliding my hands across his backside.  He muscles are tight and feeling him builds the arousal inside me again.  I unbutton and unzip his pants, then slide them to the floor.  Mark's full hardness is now in front of me, poking out through his navy blue boxers.  

I slide my hand around the base of his cock and slowly slide my open mouth over him.  I make sure my lips don't touch his skin, letting him feel the anticipation before I close over him.  I want him to anticipate me like I did him.  His hands entwine in my hair as I close my lips around the top half of his cock.  He is big, at least seven inches, so I can only take part of him in my mouth.  As soon as my lips slide against him, I can feel the precum dripping unto my tongue.  I slide back and forth slowly, keeping my lips tight against him, feeling as his skin glides with mine

Looking up, I watch as he moves his head back, eyes closed, while gently guiding my head back and forth over him.  I stop to remove his boxers before I lean down and take his neatly trimmed balls into my mouth.  While stroking him with one of my hands, the other on his tight buns, I suck on him, feeling his rough, yet soft wrinkly skin in my mouth.  He spreads his legs a little and begins to breath faster.  Leaning forward in the chair, I feel the fabric of the seat rubbing against me.  For the first time, I really feel the vibration of the train as it massages me.  Each gentle bump of the wheels sends a small shock through my entire body, as I am still sensitive from my earlier climax.

Again, I take his hard cock into my mouth.  As his hands against my head help to guide me, I reach out and grab his ass with both hands and bring him towards me, taking him in as much as I can.  I feel the tip of him as it slides against the top of my mouth, reaching close to the back of my throat.  I try to relax while keeping my lips tight against him.  Together we slide back and forth as he builds to a climax.  I can feel as his juices begin to leak out against my tongue.  I stop our rhythm and slowly take him in as far as I can, surprising myself as I feel him completely fill my mouth.  I wish I could take him fully in, wanting to please him completely, but knowing I can't, I continue to slowly take in two thirds of him.

He leans one leg against the chair so I have better access to touch his balls.  I stop what I'm doing and look up at him.  I bring my finger to my lips and suck on it, giving him a show.  I slide my finger back to his ass and gently slide it into him.  He looks at me in surprise as he tightens against me.  He feels hot and smooth as he continues to tighten and loosen against my touch.  Slowly exploring him with my finger, I go back to sucking his cock.  Between the two sensations, it's not long before I feel him begin to cum.  With my free hand, I continue to stroke him while the remainder of his cum shoots and drops over my chest.  

Mark collapse into the chair behind him, panting and glistening with sweat from rocking in and out of my mouth.  I get up to wash off in the bathroom.  Standing up, I feel my wetness as it starts to coat my thighs.  Normally, I go down on a guy because it's part of the whole experience, but the way I was with him, I truly understood how much it could turn me on to bring a guy to climax with my mouth.  Returning from the bathroom, Mark is still sitting, one leg propped against the cabin wall, staring at my breasts as they bounce slightly when I breathe.  I stop next to his chair and lean over to kiss him.

As our lips meet, I can faintly taste my juices still coating his lips.  When his tongue meets mine, I feel the goose bumps over my skin.  He is gentle as he explores my mouth with his.  I reach down and begin to touch his soft cock, sliding his cum over him.  I want to feel him inside me.  As we kiss and our hands explore each other, I feel myself tighten uncontrollably, even more wanting to feel him as he enters me, fully exploring my body.  I kneel in front of him and take him into my mouth again, feeling as he begins to harden again.

Now fully hard, he stops me, hands me a condom and asks if we should put the bed down.  After sliding the condom over him, I stand up and take his cock in my hand.  I guide him towards the seat on the opposite side and kneel, facing the wall, on the seat.  Reaching back, I take his cock and guide it towards me.  Needing no further encouragement, I feel his hands against my sides as his tip reaches me.  I feel myself stretch as he enters me, slowly at first.  I clench and feel myself pulling his cock further in.  I've always like being entered from behind.  I am much tighter that way and feel completely full.

Mark gets into a rhythm now of slowly sliding in and out of me.  Each time he fully pulls out, I ache for his return.  Again, I begin to feel the building of heat inside me.  The gentle rocking of the train is almost too much in addition to his cock filling me.  I reach down and take my clit between two of my fingers, caressing and pinching it while feeling the sliding of his cock with my fingertips.  I push myself back to meet him as he enters me again, this time increasing our rhythm.  Not able to hold back any longer, I bite into the seat back, stifling a loud cry as I tighten around him, climaxing again.  Shortly after, I hear Mark grunt just before I feel the heat of his cum inside the condom.  I collapse in a ball in the chair after he slides out of me, fully satisfied and ready to sleep some more.  This time, I hope my wake-up call will be even better than the first.  And to think this ride is just half over!
