Secret Erotic Stories. Sarah Lust

really sorry, but my ticket says 31 as well, and the train is full…….”

      “No problem” she interrupted me “Come on in”.

      I hesitated for a moment, and twang of nerves hit me as I considered my options.

      “Are you sure this is OK? I could try and find somewhere else to sl**p.” I humbly uttered, wishing that she would beckon me in whole heartedly.

      “Look, we can’t have you sl**ping in the corridor – come on in and stop messing about”.

      That was my cue. She was so confident and could handle herself so well, I just couldn’t refuse. Yanking my bag a passed her in the doorway and she shut the door. I turned round to survey her from the rear, lingering my eyes on those beautiful hips an ass, and those legs – I just could not believe I would be sharing a cabin with such a beauty.

      “I rather not tell you my name” she said “Let’s just keep ourselves anonymous”.

      I could see the angle here, noticing she had no wedding or engagement ring. We’ll just share a cabin and be on our way.

      Looking round the cabin we had 2 beds in bunk bed style on the left – to the right was a double door to the closet, which had a shower, sink and toilet. The mirror in the closet was huge, bright and clean. All in all quite nice and the beds looked comfortable.

      “Ok, if I take the top bunk then?”

      “Yeah, sure – and I do like your English accent – so cute”.

      I get this a lot whilst travelling in the US. My true english descent and perfect english, seems to have this affect, which amuses me whenever it is said.

      “Thank you very much – Have you had dinner yet?”.

      I was hoping she hadn’t, and I could invite her to the Dining Carriage.

      “No” she said “Would you like to join me for dinner”.

      I didn’t need asking twice!

      “Of course, it would be a pleasure to dine with you”.

      I only had a Dinner Jacket, frilled shirt and bow tie, but she said that would be fine but she would have to slip into something better to accompany me.

      She took her bag and entered the closet, closing the door behind her. I knew she would be in there a while, so I quickly changed and lay on the top bunk with my paper.

      As we passed across some points the train jolted and the closet door sprang, opening just a fraction. She did not notice, but I could see her full reflection in the mirror through the ajar door.

      She was still dressed in the clothes she went in but was starting to strip.

      I could hear the shower and knew she was about to take one.

      Off came the shoes and she wriggled down her jeans to reveal lovely red lacy knickers. Reaching over head she pulled off her jumper in one swift movement, followed by a quick unhitch of her bra.

      Her breasts were now in full view in the reflection. Large, Firm and fully rounded – her nipples were small and cute, with perfect matching areola. I just wanted to burst in there and grapple with them!!

      She leant forward to remove her knickers, her breasts flowing forward still firm and rounded… just so inviting.

      Slipping off her knickers she stood upright to reveal an almost totally shaven pussy. I could clearly see her lips cuddling her clit.

      She reaches down and runs a finger right down here slit, finding her clit she starts to rub rotating round and round. Her other hand cupped her breast and squeezed her nipple. I couldn’t believe my eyes and nearly fell off the bunk.

      She flung her head back as she masturbated – I wish she was thinking of me, but probably some boyfriend somewhere.

      After a few minutes she turned round so I could see her cute ass in the mirror, continuing to masturbate she bent over – OMG, I could clearly see her fingers sliding in and out of her pussy – all shiny and damp… and that asshole so pert and inviting…

      My erection was a as solid as a rock – I could barely contain myself.

      She finished with a long groan and proceeded into the shower… I had to relieve myself – this was all too much. I slipped my trousers and pants down and took my swollen cock in my hand and started to rub up and down, A trickle of juice came forth to help the lubrication. I twiddled the top of my nob and closed my eyes…

      Just imagining what I had just seen was so horny it was not long before I was cumming all over in short sharp spasms…. If only I was next door in that shower, with HER…. God it would be great!

      I cleaned myself up and redressed just as she was coming out of the closet.

      Stunning is all I can think. Royal blue strapless dress, knee length, blue lace stockings and blue stiletoes. Hair ruffled and demure.

      “You like this dress?”

      I am lost for words, and just nodded, as she strode over to the small stool facing the window. Sitting down she opens her make up bag and begins work. How she could make that adorable face even better is beyond me.

      I launch myself off the top bunk and stand behind her.

      “Would you like me to brush your hair?” – I ask. What am I doing? She has no idea I have seen her stark naked and got off having seen her masturbate!! I just couldn’t help myself – I need to touch her and this was my ruse.

      “Sure honey” handing me back her brush.

      She called me Honey – crikey, perhaps she does like me – perhaps she trusts me. I am gonna do my best with this beauty, treat her as well as all they ladies I have known – respect, kindness, tenderness and passion!!

      Taking the brush I begin to slowly brush her delicate brown hair, from scalp to ends, slowly and firmly. Cupping folds of hair in my hand and dreamily swiping through. I run my fingers deep into her hair and massage her scalp as I brush. She throws her head back, eyes such.

      “So nice honey – you sure are good at this” she seductively utters.

      Not being a hairdresser I have no idea what I am doing – but just to feel her soft hair and touch her is more than enough. I must have her! I bend over and peck her neck.

      “Glad you like it” – I was expecting a slap after that kiss but she just tilted her head more beckon a further kiss. I duly obliged but longer this time, pursing my lips into her neck and slightly sucking to draw the skin in. Hmmm she smelt so nice I could do this all night.

      Still brush and caressing her hair I remained kissing her neck, moving side to side up and down. I hear her moan with pleasure and feel a welling in my trousers!

      I tilt her head to the other side and start on the other side of her neck sweeping her hair over to get a clean kiss. I can see right down her cleavage, where her dress is holding up those wonderful breasts. She has not and does not need a bra, but her chest was clearly heaving as I nibbled her ear lobe and kissed her neck.

      “This is so nice, but we must stop to eat” she woefully complained.

      OMG – have I blown it – Did I go too far… Damn!

      She stands to face me – makeup all done and I was wrong – just that little touch extenuated her high cheek bones – red lipstick on those puckering lips. Beauty and style all perfect – and I was taking her to dinner!!

      We headed for the dining car along the corridor, me leading. As we reach the door I felt a tweak of my ass. She just pinched my butt!!

      Maybe I didn’t go too far – maybe she just messing with me… Slightly confused we entered the Dining Car and took our seats opposite each other. Everyone looked round as this beauty sat… they all looked so jealous – and I was proud, head held high – she was with me. Odd really as I didn’t know her name let alone be her boyfriend – but I enjoyed the moment.

      We ordered and made light conversation. She