What was going to happen that night?
In the end, and after all, I was with Sarah (my wife) in the infected train
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That was taking us to the province town named D. From there we should have taken the bus to the village where my dear and my beloved mother in law was leaving. Departure was not foreseen. Said and done. We took the train to my mother-in-law. It was about one o’clock at night, and Sarah and I, after we had our tickets checked , we decided to go out on the hall to smoke a cigarette. The train was almost empty at that time. Besides, I do not know if there were more than 7-8 people in our wagon. The refreshing wind, through an open window, was walking in our hair and I was listening to one of the thousands of my wife’s stories from her place of work.
– I have to go a little to the restroom, she said, stopping the cigarette in the ashtray. I want to wash my hands.
I approved with my head, pleased with myself that I was getting rid of her boring story for the moment. She headed for the toilet. I continued to look at the night scene that was going on in front of me. But her return was very fast.
– So fast, honey?
– No, I could not enter … it was busy.
I was expecting her to continue her banal story, but … she remained silent. Strange silence.
– Did something happen?
– No, what could have happened ?
– I do not know, I see you changed.
– Come on in the compartment … I got to tell you something!
I followed her in the dark compartment, curious to find out the cause of her mood.
– You know … there in the toilet … it was one guy.
– Well, you could have waited until he finished …
– Well … wait to explain … the door was not locked … it was open.
– Okay and?
– I opened it and I wanted to go in … I thought there was no one … But it was a gentleman … standing up … You do not understand?
– He was masturbating, she whispered, almost scared as someone could hear.
I was just as surprised as she was.
– Maybe … maybe you are wrong .
– No … I’m sure of what I saw!
The thing was exciting me, thinking about the scene.
– Have you seen it?
– You mean his dick? YES. He was rubbing it as you do when you masturbate when you are looking at me as I undress in the evenings .
The erection of the pants had reached the maximum. I got closer to her and whispered provocatively to her ear.
– And you? Are you not horny?
– What do you want to say? She responded, whispering.
– The fact that one excites himself manually … and you see him?
– You know … it’s the first time I saw … another … dick.
– Tell me, how did he have it?
My left hand I put it on her leg, caressing it and then I touched her under her skirt. With my right hand I was touching mi dick through my pants. Sarah replied ironically.
– It made you horny, is not it? Be honest.
– Mm … to madness.
A shadow was running down the hallway in front of our compartment. Mary opened her legs, leaving herself in the will of the masturbation. And I conformed satisfied.
– You know, she was briefly talking due to the moaning… I’ve imagined since I was a teenager …
– What?
– To do it in the train.
– Well let’s do it, sweetie!
– Here? Now?
– Why not? Fantasies must be fulfilled, right?
– You’re crazy? Someone might surprise us. And then … the ticket checker …
– You’re right, I said. well, let’s go to the toilet. I think it’s free now!
– Mm … come on!
When we entered the smelly toilet I wanted to close the door. It did not close, but on the contrary it opened slightly. And the lock did not work. My hands were looking to open the skirt that stubbornly wasn’t opening. Sarah helped me with a hand and finally the zipper crashed. Her skirt fell at her feet, leaving her in her white panties with pink flowers.
– You know, sweetheart, that man is looking at us.
I stopped surprised and I smiled at her.
– It bothers you? Or do you like it?
Sarah looked at me smilingly, without saying anything. I did not expect anything else and my tongue took place between his labia. She rose to the peaks and sat down on the sink. Well, now, it was a place of entertainment. The soft flesh of her vaginal labia was combining perfectly with the harshness of the pores on my tongue. Curious, I turned my head for a moment to see what the guy was doing. He was gazing from the distance, with a hand lowered on his cock which was pulled out of his pants. Sarah grabbed my shoulders, making me understand that she wanted me to get up. Her eyes were flaming and red. She said in a loud voice, leaving me surprised by her courage.
– Now fuck me!
By one gesture I loosened my belt and my trousers fell over. She spread her legs closer to me and I pushed my penis inside her pussy. Oh well, it was hot and wet and my penis was slipping in and out producing unimaginable pleasures. I was fucking her slowly, patiently, without hurrying. I knew she liked it … a lot! Sarah stopped me and went down the sink and knelt down and started sucking my penis with passion. Sarah was giving me a spectacular oral sex and I was wondering if she did it for me or for that guy that was looking at us. At some moment I took one of her hands and I put it on the doorknob so close to the guy’s penis who was looking surprised at me. Besides, Sarah stopped in surprise, but after a second she continued to suck my penis. Without withdrawing her hand. The guy looked at me in question, and I nodded. He then drove the head of his dick easily by touching her fingers. Now it all depended on Sarah’s reaction. She raised her eyes to me and continued to lick my cock. Her gaze had a mixture of question and perversity. Then he took it again. Her hand remained on the door. The guy rubbed his cock excited against her fingers. I was so horny. When I saw at my wife’s hands I saw that she was rubbing the guy’s cock it with lust. It was too much for me. I ejaculated. The sperm got in her mouth, which she received everything with Thirst. I do not know how long it took. I just know that when I looked at Sarah she got up and she was wiping her hands with some toilet paper. The guy? He Disappeared.
– Are you dirty you, sweetie?
She turned to me and smiled ironically. She kissed my lips and said:
– What? Did not you expect it?
Then she lifted her panties and the skirt. It passed some hours. We were bored in the church listening to the priest. Sarah whispered to my ear:
– Mm … I am obsessed about the train scene, you know?
– Did you like it? Maybe we repeat it.
– Yeah, I would not mind. You know … I still feel his dick’s in my palm … how it’s pulsing.
