I felt happy as I walked on platform 12 next to the legend that was the Orient Express. Travelling on this train was my life’s dream and I could see the steam puffing it all seemed real. Out of the cloud of steam walked a guy who looked straight and me and gave me the kind of smile I would normally use on a woman, so I looked behind, but there wasn’t a soul, I gave him a slight nod.
Finally I opened the door to my dream compartment – well sort of, I still had to share it with someone. My heart sank as I found the same man hanging up his coat. We shook hands politely and went on settling into our space.
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My worries soon evaporated as he turned out to be a real mans man, he stayed with me shot for shot as we polished off two bottles of whiskey. We laughed and had a ball. Evening came so we showered and prepared for bed.
After another bottle, we stood up together as if instructed and he bumped into me. For a moment we simply looked at each other and then he planted a kiss right on my mouth. Dizzy from shock and the drinking, I froze for a moment, then kissed him back.
Our towels dropped as we explored each other’s bodies with unsure hands at first, but soon with determination. I felt a surge of power jolt through my body as this man responded to my hands, my tongue and my hardness.
He responded by giving me the blow job of my life. I always knew men would know exactly how to please other men and I was right. His hot tongue took me to another dimension of lust.
I slowly penetrated him and watched the muscles on his back jump into action, I screwed him hard and deep. His entire body showing how he loved every second of it This was such a different experience to fucking my lifeless fiancé.
This man lusted after me like I always wanted somebody to, so we screwed for hours all over the compartment. Finally I felt my balls exploding, but before I could shoot a drop, he was down there eagerly lapping up every squirt, I let him have it all.
Exhausted we fell asleep. The next morning I woke up to an empty compartment. He disembarked in the night. I got off and walked towards the waiting girl and saw her for the first time for the inhibited and controlling bitch she was. My life changed during that dark and passionate night shared with a strange man as we sped down the tracks.
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