The Case of the Three Unknowns on the Moscow-Sochi Train
Hello everyone. Today I finally decided to describe an incident that happened to me six years ago. To start — I'll tell you about myself.
My name is Anna. I'm 25 years old. I'm a blonde, with long hair, not very tall — 160 cm. An athletic figure, size C breasts, and a toned stomach and butt. I'm married now, but I used to have a pretty active sex life. Now I want to remember all the most interesting stories, and the first one is below.
For two years in a row, my classmates and I had been going to Sochi in the fall. We planned to go this year too, but my part-time job as a manager at a cafe didn't allow me to buy tickets for the dates when my
friends bought theirs. The difference was three days. I had to buy a ticket myself, and my choice fell on a coupe compartment on the Moscow-Sochi train.And so, I'm already on the platform, dragging my suitcase into the carriage and heading towards the compartment. Opening the door, I saw empty berths — so it wasn't in vain that I came early, I'd have time to change before the neighbors arrived. Although, maybe I'd be traveling alone, it's not summer after all.
Closing the door, I took off my jacket, opened my suitcase, getting out a cotton tracksuit and a tank top. I pulled off my sweater, quickly took off my jeans — "What if someone knocks?" — I thought, hurrying. Pulling on the pants, I actually heard a knock and, hastily pulling the tank top over my exposed breasts, opened the door. In front of me stood a young man, about 25 years old, of average height, with dark hair and a small beard. "Did you decide to take the compartment all to yourself?", he said with a smile. I smiled, moved aside, giving him a chance to go to his seat. He settled on the opposite, lower berth, put away his suitcase, taking out pants from it, took off his jacket. He turned to me, pulling off his sweater, and asked, "Do you mind if I change here?". I nodded awkwardly and turned away, starting to make my bed. The train started moving at that moment, finally convincing me that no more companions were expected for the near future. "What's your name?". I turned and answered, "Anna, and yours?". "I'm Dima, maybe we can use 'you' (informal)?", he smiled again. "Yes, Dima, let's."
Then we started talking, and he told me how he ended up here. His girlfriend Katya wanted to go to Sochi to celebrate her birthday. But not just with him, also with her girlfriends. Dima also didn't want to be bored and invited friends. After buying the tickets, the friends said they weren't coming. As a result, Katya and her friends are in another carriage, and Dima is alone, with the tickets bought for friends in our compartment. This situation suited me perfectly — I don't like a lot of people. We talked about many things. Dima turned out to be a great conversationalist! An hour after departure from the station, there was a knock on the door, and a girl came in. It was Katya and for the next hour I watched as the couple kissed and whispered. He stroked her through her pants, kissed her neck. And she giggled and asked him to stop because they weren't alone.
Time — 9 PM. Katya left, Dima went out after her. I, of course, couldn't help but think that they probably went to have sex. This aroused me, and I decided that while Dima was gone, I needed to prepare for the night. I reached into my suitcase, took out my vibrator, and put it under the pillow. Mm, I was already imagining how it would slide inside me. Just as I managed to put away the suitcase, Dima returned, with two glasses of tea. "Well, he preferred sex in the train toilet to talking with me," I thought, smiling mentally. "So we won't be cold while we talk," he said to me. I thanked him for the tea and asked, "So, Katya won't come anymore?". Dima said that today she and her friends would watch a movie and drink wine, so she definitely shouldn't be expected today.
I admitted that I love trying many new things in sex and that I don't have a boyfriend now. Dima said that Katya is his first, she's modest in bed and doesn't like giving him blowjobs. I love these conversations with men — they talk frankly about everything and give a chance to learn the male opinion. "Buy Katya a vibrator, and ask her to pleasure herself in front of you, she'll become less modest," I said. "But I don't know which one to choose, she should buy it herself, and I can't drag her to the store," he replied. I suggested choosing one online now, with my help. Then everything became even more interesting.
Dima took out his laptop and suggested I sit next to him. I took a pillow and sat down beside him. We opened the website. I immediately picked out several vibrator options. They were all made of cyber leather, but of different lengths. Dima started insisting that 13 cm would definitely be enough for her, because his dick, 18 cm long, doesn't go all the way into her. At that phrase, I was already aroused, my pussy was wet and I hoped Dima wouldn't notice. I insisted on my point — "17 cm won't be excessive." "What if she can't insert it, how will I enjoy the show then?". I laughed and said something that led to irreversible consequences. "I have a vibrator and if you're so worried, I'll show you that everything goes in perfectly."
Dima moved the laptop away, I quickly moved back to my seat, regretting what I said, but noticed that Dima already had a full erection under his pants. Then an incredible number of thoughts raced through my head. I really want sex, it's been two months already. I want it with this guy, after all I even know the size of his dick, and I have nothing to fear. Especially since we'll never see each other again. I can't do this, because then it would turn out that Dima cheated on Katya. Silence fell in my head and I heard from Dima — "Yes, I want to." At that moment, heat ran through my body and I smiled. "I want to watch, but I won't touch, I don't want to cheat on my girlfriend. Can I?". I silently closed the door with the latch and pulled off my tank top. Throwing it on the floor, I slowly pulled off my pants, remaining only in my panties.
Lifting the pillow, I took out the vibrator. Dima smiled, — "You were prepared, didn't expect that." "For a lonely night," I said smiling, pulling off my panties. I sat on the bed and spread my legs, a chill ran through my body, I urgently needed to warm up. I brought the vibrator to my clit and started massaging. Dima watched, not saying a word. Then I started inserting my friend into my pussy, first a little, then more, and moaning, plunged it into myself with a sharp movement, completely. My eyes closed, I immersed myself in the sensations. Through the silence, I heard "Mmm, yes, baby." Continuing to insert the vibrator again and again, I heard the squelching sounds of my wet pussy and got even more aroused. Pulling the vibrator out of myself, I ran the wet object up my burning body, and started slapping it against my lips. "You'll drive me crazy!" — Dima said loudly and with lust. I opened my eyes and, looking at him, took the vibrator into my mouth. Dima lowered his pants and took out his big, erect dick. Then I was convinced of the truthfulness of his words about the size. Dima started jerking it off, and at that moment I shoved the vibrator into my pussy and started fucking myself hard, teasing my clit with my other hand. After a few minutes I was already at the peak and, moaning very loudly, came.
his phone rang. Dima abruptly stopped and answered, judging by the conversation, it was Katya. "Yes, kitten, I'm already going to bed," "Yes, yes, me too," "See you tomorrow" — he said, pausing and trying to steady his breathing.
Dima hung up, I said — "Don't worry, I won't tell." Dima nodded, he was clearly ashamed of what happened. I hid the vibrator, put on my tank top, pants, and went out to wash up, to the toilet. When I returned, Dima was already asleep, turned towards the wall. I looked at the clock — it was one in the morning, and I also went to bed. Tossing and turning for a long time, I couldn't fall asleep — I always suffer from insomnia in a new place. And then I heard "Are you asleep?". "No," I answered. "I really liked you, I would have already fucked you if it weren't for my girlfriend." I felt my legs tremble, my heart beat faster, and my pussy was wet again. "If you want, I'll help you cum and we'll forget about everything" — literally squeezing these words out, I said, because I was really ashamed in front of Katya. Dima got up. Sat on my bed and I said, "Take it out." He quickly pulled out his dick, in a semi-hard state and I started stroking it with one hand, and with the other I teased his balls. My companion groaned with pleasure and I decided to act quickly. Pulled him towards me. Dima threw one leg towards the wall, stood with the other near the table, and his dick ended up right at my mouth. I opened my little mouth and took his dick inside. I started licking and sucking it, when suddenly, Dima grabbed me by the hair and shoved his dick into me all the way to my throat, sharply and roughly. He was impaling my mouth on it. I remember how hard it was to breathe, I was coughing, choking, and saliva was flowing down my chin. But I liked it, and I started teasing my clit. After a couple of minutes of hard fucking my mouth, he pulled out his dick and shot all his cum into my open mouth. At that moment I came again, my whole body was shaking and for another 10 seconds I licked his dick clean of the remaining cum.
"Now go to your place and go to sleep," I told him. "Good night, Anechka" — and he went to sleep.
In the morning I woke up from the door opening. It was Dima and he brought buns and tea. "This is for you, can I ask you something?" — he said. "I'll keep quiet, don't even think about it," I said, "No, not about that. I can't sleep with you. But I can watch it. ". "Watch what?" — I interrupted Dima. "I want to watch someone fuck you. Do you mind?". I froze and couldn't say anything. "Is he serious?" — flashed through my head. I'm not a slut. But despite my thoughts, I was wet again and already imagining an unfamiliar dick. "I'm not sure," I said. "I'll find one with a dick like mine, no smaller. If I can find one, will you do it for me? Don't be afraid." "Damn, okay" — I couldn't refuse.
The day went on, Dima was sitting with us again, with Katya, and I was reading a book. This continued until lunch. Then Katya left and Dima started a conversation with me. First we discussed books and movies, then he returned to his idea. "Katya will be drinking with her friends again today. I'll go now, find you a guy. Arrange with him for 11 PM. Is that okay with you?". "Yes, just a handsome one" — I smiled and immersed myself in reading. Time passed, I even managed to sleep. Opening my eyes, I realized I was eagerly awaiting my new lover. The time was 9:00 PM. Dima wasn't there — probably with Katya. I sat on the bed. My heart was pounding wildly, I was afraid I had made a mistake. After all, I didn't know Dima at all, let alone the new guy. The thought flashed through my head that Dima might not have found a man, I calmed down.
At the beginning of twelve, Dima returned and closed the door behind him. "Are you ready?", "Is it okay that there are two of them?" — he said. "Wow, cool" — my mouth stretched into a smile. Though, an unbearable fear reigned in my head.
Dima opened the door and two men entered. They were about 35-40 years old. One with light hair, strong arms, the other with dark hair and taller. "Hello, girl. Some vodka with juice?" — the light-haired one laughed and sat down next to me. On the other side, the second guy sat down. Dima sat opposite. At first the men were modest, but after a few glasses of the drink, they allowed themselves to hug me. I was already wet, I was having fun and the alcohol calmed my nerves. I leaned towards the dark-haired one's ear and said — "Blowjob?". He silently took out his dick — the size was really good, about 16 cm. The second guy didn't waste time and also pulled out his dick, his was a bit smaller, but thick, I like those too. I leaned over the first dick and took it in my mouth. With my hand, I jerked off the second dick. They started groping me. They lifted my tank top and pulled on my nipples. I sucked one dick, then switched to the second. I really liked it. The men put their hands in my pants and teased my wet pussy. I stood up and took off my pants. Panties too. My tank top had been pulled off me even before that, I didn't even notice.
They took the dick out of my mouth and let me sit on top of one. The second positioned himself behind and then I felt how tightly the second one entered my ass. It was both painful and pleasant at the same time. After a couple of minutes, I was completely stretched and they took turns, my holes were burning with excitement, I was already shouting and moaning, saying — "I'm a bitch, a bitch. Fuck me, yeah!". Then I came several times.
Only one of my friends knows about this story. I haven't decided to tell my husband yet. Well, and now you!
Readers, if you're interested, I'll definitely write more of my stories.