Dessert on the Desert Train
Posted Sat Jan 13, 2007 01:20 AM
Many of my friends and acquaintances suggested to me that I should ride the Ghan which is the train that travels from the bottom of , right up to the top to traveling through the desert. This trip takes just under a week as it takes the middle path of .
So I booked my tickets, packed my bags and took the plane down to where I booked into a hotel for a couple days beforehand to relax and look at the local wildlife. Like the outback, the city of is flat. So flat that a twenty minute walk can feel like an hour walk. After passing through the local parkland, taking the tourist tram to the beach and dining out at the casino, I was ready for my train trip.
On the Ghan are all sorts of people from couples to tour groups and other get togethers. Then there were those such as myself who were sole travelers for whatever reason. Mine, I’ve always been a single person. I’ve had my share of relationships which never really worked out because no matter how much I loved my ladies, I loved my freedom too much to settle down.
After putting my belongings in my sleeping car, I found my seat in the seating area. What I enjoy about train travel such as this one, is that people are friendly and like to share a yarn. It was good to sit amongst the musicians on the train and listen to some damn fine music.
On the second night of travel, I found myself back sitting with the musicians. Beside me was a woman who I guess must have been in her mid forties and very attractive. Certainly someone who has put much into your health for she looked a good ten years younger. As we were sitting, she pulled over a light blanket asking me if I was cold. Just a little chilly I replied to her where she shared her blanket with me.
So many drinks later, so many songs later, I soon felt her hand resting on my thigh gently caressing. When her fingers began sliding inside my loose shorts, she leaned over suggesting we sat elsewhere. We got up and moved over to the seating area, myself at the window seat, outside dark as a bats wing, the blanket over us again, I quickly found her hand searching yet again.
Her hand soon found its target, rubbing at my manhood through my underwear until I was freed of any restriction. Her hand hugged my length, moving up and down slowly, her finger tips occasionally brushing my balls. I did not even realize that she had slid my pants down until I felt the warm moist pleasure of her mouth. Her wetness moving down, applying some pressure only when lifting up to the tip. Her head slowly working up and down at my lap. Looking over to my right, I see one woman looking disgusted, another watching in earnest.
“Slide your hips forward young man”, I hear her sexy voice whisper in my ear.
She moved over facing me, looking deep inside my eyes, her thick lips marginally apart as she impaled herself. Her breath covering my face, her soft sigh traveling to the few seats around us. Her eyes closing for a second as she put herself into a rhythm on my shaft.
Moving my hands under the blanket that had apparently fallen off, I found my way up her skirt, her thighs soft as silk, her buttocks perfect to hold as she slowly rode me to Pleasureville. She pulled my hands away and up her shirt to her breasts. Squeezing on her nipples, she pressed her lips hard against mine, groaning down my throat as she started increasing her tempo. Her hot warmth melting away into my hardness.
Traveling down wetting my balls and thighs was her juice. As I grabbed and pulled on her nipples, the harder she rode me, tightening up her vaginal muscles with each rise. As she reached her first climax, she forgetfully pulled back releasing a moan that would have let atleast half the car know what was going on. I looked back to my right where only one woman remained, her hand busy between her legs as she watched us.
Lifting up her beautiful breasts, I took one nipple in between my lips sucking, her hands pulling my head in, her breathing passing the back of my neck as she continued to ride me. Lovingly I attended both of her breasts as they pressed against my face as she cooed me with her soft sexy voice.
Looking up into her gorgeous face, she read that I was not long before I came. Once again she pressed her mouth hard against mine this time pushing her tongue into my mouth, one of her hands reaching under tickling my balls. She pushed her hips fast against mine as I pushed up against hers. My hands now on her hips pulling her desperately against me as I felt myself need to fill her inside.
She moved to my neck, sinking her teeth in like a Vampiress sucking, drinking for all her worth sending such a wave of pleasure that I burst like an exploding dam accidentally letting out a groan and a swear. I heard her laugh at this followed by a sweet smile. We kissed as my erection softened inside her.
She lifted herself off me, lifting up my shorts. She took my hand suggesting her room. I excused myself promising to be there in 10 minutes. I changed into my boxers, headed to her door and knocked.
“Come in”, I heard a sweet sly voice respond, “let’s go to my room”.
Opening the door I saw her, laying there on her bed with another woman caressing her stomach and kissing her shoulder. It was the young woman who sat near us watching the show.
Posted Sat Jan 13, 2007 09:33 AM
I have not decided whether to follow on or let readers use their imaginations so I left it open.
Posted Wed Jan 17, 2007 05:11 AM