Brief Encounter (Train Blowjob)

Brief Encounter (Train Blowjob)Brief Encounter (Train Blowjob)The floods in England this week, as well as this video, remind me of a great experience I had back in January 2003 while on a train trip from Amsterdam to Koln.The morning air was bitterly cold as I headed from my hotel in Damrak to the train station. It was a week into the new year and the skies above were ominous. Locals warned tourists to be careful of roof tiles falling onto pavements in the wind. There were menacing clouds curling fast in the air of a low pressure system associated with severe winter storms. This particular storm was a big one – lashed the United Kingdom, Scandinavia, Holland northern Germany, and Russia with hurricane-force winds and intense rains. According to news reports after , 14 people died in the storm, many from being hit by falling trees or blowing debris.Across Northern Europe, train services were halted and electricity flickered out under the onslaught of winds that gusted up to 180 km/hour (112 mph). However my train journey to Amsterdam was still listed as going ahead, so I decided to take the chance – after all, Holland is not so full of trees that can fall on train lines.Still, I boarded the train wondering if it was even wise to travel. A power failure could halt the train. There seemed to be very few locals aboard, the only others in my carriage was a small knot of four girls, who were chattering excitedly about the storm. From the accents I could tell they were American. It seemed they were university students bursa escort on an adventure, probably using Inter-rail travel cards to get around.I got out a book and started reading. My seat was at the end of the carriage near the WC so from time to time each of the girls would pass by to use the facilities, and then to head back to her friends. I have always been a voyeur and enjoyed admiring the girls as they came and went. All were wearing sweaters and tight denim jeans. Nice young arses of various sizes and shapes, all erotic to behold, swaying as the girls moved against the rocking motion of the train – poetry in motion.,,,,,The second girl to go to the WC smiled at me as I looked up at her when she passed. Busted. But when she went back, I could feast my eyes on her arse once she passed by. I didn’t spot that one of her friends was watching my reaction and when she got back to her seat, there was whispering and laughter. I realised they were on to me.About 15 minutes later the same girl got up to go to the WC again. I tried to keep my nose in my book but to my consternation she stopped and said to me”Do you speak English?”I replied that I was Irish and on a short trip to see a friend in Leverkusen.” My friends tell me you are a pervert, staring at my butt when I went past earlier.”she said, glancing back at them.I had no graceful exit other than to come clean so I said “Guilty as charged, but is it perverted to admire a really nice arse?”She smiled, and said”Maybe not. But if you are old enough escort bursa to be my father, maybe it is.””Hmm, I replied, well I probably am, but my friends tell me I look like I’m in my thirties.””I’m 22.” she said. “We’re on an exchange programme from OSU to Amsterdam.””Well I’m 42 so yes I guess I could be your father’s age” I laughed.”Perfect” she said, “You are a year older than he is. May I ask you something, since you admit you are a pervert and have been ogling my butt already, this early in the morning?””Ask away” I said, intrigued.”Would you like me to give you a blow job, right now in your seat? It’s a one time offer, and has to be here in the carriage.”My cock stirred at the idea but I was a bit taken aback and must have looked unsure.”There’s no catch. The four of us are in Europe for one semester. We decided to take advantage of our opportunity to be ourselves when miles away from our usual life at home. We have been friends for three years already, and we agreed no boyfriends on this trip and that we make it an adventure. We set a number of challenges and one of them was each of us has to have casual sex with a man older than our dad. A blow job or a fuck is the standard. But it must be witnessed by at least one of the others.””I’m game” I blurted, my cock already rampant at the thought of her friends watching me being sucked.She stood up and turned towards her friends down the carriage. She made a thumbs up gesture. The little bitches had already agreed this plan before she came back! görükle escort Her friends moved up the carriage and sat in the four-seater opposite mine. There was no table so she had plenty of space. She knelt on the floor between my knees and started to unbuckle my belt. I lifted my ass to let her slide my jeans and boxers down and lay my cock bare. And then she was stroking me, sniffing my cock, talking dirty to me and calling me da ddy, while she got ready to take my head between her lips. She looked up at me with ehr lovely blue eyes as she sucked. It was beautiful and I had to try to relax of I would have ejaculated too fast. I wanted this to last. I glanced over at her friends who suddenly had stopped laughing and were engrossed in their friend’s technique, her reverence for the cock, her utter concentration of worshipping this stranger’s tool, until it would give up its tribute to her willing mouth.I sat back and ejoyed the ride, letting her tongue me, work my cock in her mouth, cup my balls in her warm hands, squeeze me, pull the testicles….. the pleasure heightened to a crescendo as she worked her head up and down. Faster and faster she bobbed her head, teasing my sensitive glans to the point of no return. My cock bucked in her mouth, my balls contracted and thick ropes of spunk spewed in spurts into her mouth and onto her face. I gasped and sighed and enjoyed the “Ooohs and ahs” of her friends, as I caressed her hair.”Beautiful. Just beautiful” I said.I looked down at her sweet face and those blue eyes. She was cleaning the resdidual cum into her mouth, swallowing it once she had scopped it in with her forefinger. I could smell my cum in the air. She got up.”Time to clean up” she said. “No staring at my butt as I pass by!”

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