Marie Olsen was concerned. Suzanne had said she was just taking a walk up and down the train, and she had been gone from the club car for more than an hour. Marie walked toward her own car, trying to keep her balance against the swaying of the train.
Just as she stepped through the doorway to her car, she stumbled and fell forward, trying desperately to catch herself. Her arms flung forward trying to find the solid support of the rail next to the line of windows along the companionway. Her fingers came in contact with something solid and she gripped it with desperation.
Marie was hauled up so that she was standing on her feet, her breath coming in short gasps, her hair hanging in front of her eyes. She was only conscious of the fact that her hand and arm were being held in a tight grip. Brushing the hair out of her eyes, she looked at the man standing in front of her. He was darkly handsome. His clothes were casual to the point of being almost sloppy.
"You okay?" Fernando Ortega asked, still holding her hand. He smiled to show that he was friendly.
"Yes, thank you very much," Marie replied, and seeing his smile, returned it. Thoughts of Suzanne fled from her mind as she felt the electricity of his touch on her hand and arm. She was getting that familiar feeling deep in the center of her crotch.
"Do you have a compartment in this coach?" he asked, the invitation plain in his voice.
"Would you like a drink?" she asked, watching his eyes as they moved up and down her body. A spasm of desire flooded the channel of her cunt.
"That'll do for a start," Fernando said, and moved aside to let her lead the way.
Feeling light-headed and sexy, Alice Martin made her way down the companionway looking at the numbers on the doors. She stopped in front of one and knocked. Fernando had told her the number, but her head had been in such a muddle that she wasn't sure she had remembered correctly.
The door swung open, and her heart sank. She had indeed forgotten and was now facing a stranger. A boy about her own age who undressed her with his eyes as she stood there in front of the open door trying desperately to think of something to say.
"Outa sight!" Robert Olsen blurted as he looked at Alice's full figure. His prick jumped a little under his tight bell-bottomed pants and made a very noticeable lump at his crotch.
In her confused embarrassment, Alice Martin dropped her eyes and they riveted on the bulge that was noticeable at the crotch of the boy standing in front of her. "I'm looking for Fernando Ortega," she said lamely, trying to tear her eyes away from the lump in his pants.
"Let's go look for him," Robert said in a rush. "My sister and mother are wandering around the train somewhere, so I could look for them while you look for your friend."
She didn't know what to say, so she just nodded her head in agreement.
"You're a pretty heavy chick. You got an old man?" Robert asked bluntly.
"Yes. I mean, well sort of. I met this man on the train," she said. They were walking up the aisle and she realized how much he towered over her. He was big and strong and very good looking.
"My name's Robert Olsen. What's yours?"
"Alice Martin."
"I'm going to San Mateo to go to the Instituto. How 'bout you?"
"Fin going there too," she said, not believing that she could have met someone who was also scheduled to be enrolled in the same school. "Where's your compartment?"
“Why?”
"Let's talk about art… and the school."
"Okay," she said without really knowing why she agreed. Moving on down the corridor, she stopped in front of her door and opened it.
"Nice dog," Jim Hayes said as Sandi Thomas stepped out of her compartment to take Eric for his walk up and down the length of the train.
"Thank you," she said to Jim and then looked appraisingly at the girl standing next to him.
"What kind is he?" Suzanne asked, not wanting to be left out of the beginning conversation.
"German shepherd."
"I had one once, but he had different markings and wasn't as big," Jim said. He looked at the girl and undressed her with his eyes. She had a good body.
"How long did you have him?" Sandi asked him.
"'Bout fifteen years."
Suzanne had also undressed the girl with the dog and wondered what she would be like to make love to. Maybe she didn't dig girls. She silently wondered if Sandi did turn on with chicks.
"Have you ever had a dog?" Sandi asked her.
"No, but I always wanted one. They seem so friendly and loyal," Suzanne said.
"They are. They'll do just about anything you ask them if you train them to do it," Sandi said proudly.
"Anything?" Jim said with a smile.
"Everything," she said, smiling back and picking up the drift of his bantering conversation.
"Outa sight!" Suzanne said. "Does he really?"
The conversation had taken a new turn with Suzanne's youthful honesty cutting through the banter and the facade of the adult world.
Jim knew that she was serious, and that when she said "everything" she meant everything sexual.
Sandi was also aware of the change and recognized the forthright honesty of Suzanne's statement. She looked at Jim and saw the smoldering desire still there as he let his eyes wander over her body. She was intrigued with the idea of having a man for a change. She was curious to see how far this young girl would go.
"Would you like to… try him?" she asked Suzanne, patting Eric's head.
"That I'd like to see!" Jim said, seeing the opportunity to gain some new experience.
"You mean like all together?" Suzanne asked, her curiosity increasing.
"Sure,'-' Jim said. "By the way, my name's Jim, and this is Suzanne."
"Sandi."
"So what do you say? Game for a little fun before we get to San Mateo?" Jim asked bluntly, figuring that all she would say was no.
"Okay," Sandi said, surprising herself with the quickness of her reply.
"Freaky!" Suzanne blurted as she moved forward to pat Eric affectionately on the head. Sandi turned and re-opened the door to her compartment, and stepped inside.
"Eric. Come."
Handing Fernando a paper cup filled with brownish liquid, Marie sat down on the seat next to him.
"I really don't drink very much," he said, "I'm more inclined to grass."
"Never tried it. What's it like?"
"It's kind of like drinking, but you don't lose control of your head," Fernando said, putting his cup on the small table next to the window.
Leaning across him. Marie set her own cup next to his.
"Got any?" she was leaning toward him.
"Yeah. In my house in San Mateo. Drop by if you'd like to try it," he told her as he laid his hand on her shoulder.
Marie felt the electricity of his touch. Her cunt was filled with little sparks of desire and her rectum had an empty feeling. "If you're trying to figure out if. you can make me, don't bother. You can."
"Yeah, I picked up the vibes," Fernando said as he slid his arm around her shoulders and pulled her close.
Melting against him, Marie let her hands circle his body and she felt the hard muscles under the tips of her fingers. She lifted her face to him, and his lips closed over hers, his hand immediately cupping one of her breasts and squeezing it gently. She opened her lips and felt his tongue, hard and insistent, push its way into her mouth.
Moving his hand down her light sweater, he fumbled for a moment before he inserted it under the material and re-cupped her breast still encased in the thick bra. Reaching around her back he worked slowly at the clasp until it sprang free. His tongue was working around the inside of her mouth, tasting her sweetness and feeling the wet heat of her.
Marie pulled her head away from his, breaking the kiss. "Let's get undressed. I don't want to have my clothes all rumpled when we get to San Mateo."
"Good idea," Fernando said as he heaved his body off the seat and started pulling his Mexican shirt out from under the waistband of his loose-fitting pants. He worked quickly and expertly, and was soon standing in the center of the compartment completely naked, his cock starting to rise away from the juncture of his thighs.
Alice Martin looked up at Robert as he pressed his body against her. She didn't really understand how she had let him get this far, but she knew that she liked being kissed and fondled. Fernando had opened up the floodgates of her sexuality and she let herself flow with the rushing force of her emotions.
"Want to ball?" Robert asked, pressing the confined hardness of his prick against her full body.
"Do you try to have every girl that you meet?"
"No. Only those I like," Robert said.
"I don't have much experience," she admitted. "I'll show you what to do."
“Okay.”
"Take off your clothes," Robert said as he rose and started to pull off his clothing. Fernando had undressed her slowly and expertly, now Robert wanted her to take off her own clothes. Somehow this didn't seem strange, and Alice sat up and pulled her sweat shirt over her head, exposing her full heavy breasts. The nipples were already hard and pouty. Pushing down her jeans, Alice stepped out of them and then kicked off her shoes. Her thin, wispy panties followed her heavy jeans and when she was nude, she sat back down on the seat.
"You've got a nice body," Robert said as he tossed his pants and shorts to the opposite seat and turned to face the seated Alice.
"Thanks, glad you like it. I think that I'm too fat," she admitted honestly.
"Oh, maybe here and there, but you look good. You turn me on," Robert said and leaned over her. "Has anyone ever gone down on you?"
"What?"
"Eaten you."
She understood then, and nodded her head, "Once."
"Did you dig it?"
"It was nice," Alice admitted.
"Lean back," Robert said as he pushed her body back against the seat and ran his hand up the top of her thigh. Moving his body, Robert pushed her full thighs apart with his knee and knelt on the floor between her legs. Running his hands up and down her sides, Robert leaned forward and let his tongue push its way into the small indentation that marked her navel. He felt the muscles of her belly spasm at his touch and he reached for her breasts, taking one in each hand and squeezing gently, letting his fingers pluck at her stiffened nipples.
"Oh, that's nice," Alice said and let the waves of sensation break over her body. She felt like such a fool because she had waited so long before deciding that sex was fun. She lifted her hips in invitation, spreading her thighs as far apart as they would go. Her hands pushed on the top of Robert's head. She wanted to be eaten and she wanted it right now.
Jim Hayes looked down the length of his body and watched as Sandi hollowed her lips and sucked at his cock, letting her head bob up and down rhythmically. Her tongue was fluttering along the tender underside of his cock imparting little sensual waves of feeling as it moved. He didn't think that he could get so horny in such a hurry, but the whole crazy experience with Suzanne, and now Sandi, was almost too weird to. believe.
Kneeling beside him, Sandi sucked and licked at Jim's cock with a vigor born of desire. He tasted different than Eric, not necessarily better, but just different. Her tongue locked at the head as she pulled her mouth free for a moment. Letting her tongue circle the purplish knob that crested his prick, Sandi jabbed the tip of her tongue at the slit which creased the top of his cock. It tasted sweet, and opening her lips once more, she engulfed his stem in her mouth and slid her lips down the length of his meat.
Turning his head, Jim watched as Suzanne pulled her legs back over her body, holding her knees with her hands. Her thighs were thrust wide apart to allow Eric's great head to insert itself in the vee. As Jim watched, Suzanne gave Eric the command that Sandi had told her and the dog moved forward, his long, thick tongue snaking out and lapping at the crease of her pussy.
Throwing her head back and closing her eyes, Suzanne felt the great tongue as it licked at the folded petals of her cunt. As the thick, wet tongue moved along the crack of her cunt, she felt it open and blossom exposing the small bud of her clit to his lingual stimulation. It was sensational, the feeling that the dog could give her! She hadn't been sure at first, but had made up her mind after the first long, slurping lick. She pushed her hips upward and pulled her legs back further so that he could apply greater pressure against her clit. Her cuntal channel throbbed into life as the great dog licked at her and she tossed her body from side to side on the narrow seat of the compartment. Suzanne looked forward to finding out what it would be like to be fucked by a dog. Sandi told her that it was the greatest feeling in the world because of the bloated ball that grew in the center of his penis after he became stimulated. Suzanne wanted to come first with his tongue, and then she could find out how a dog fucked a woman.
Fernando's tongue was hot and wet as he thrust it into the open pussy lips in front of him. He was lying on his back with his head thrust upward into the folds of Marie's cunt. His arms circled her waist so that he could draw her cunt closer to his probing tongue.
Marie was bent over Fernando's body, her thighs on either side of his head. She was holding his prick in her hands, and stroking the surface and breathing on the tip, pursing her lips to send her hot breath over the purplish knob. Letting her tongue dart out, she lapped at the head of his cock and then inserted it between her lips and lapped at it like an ice cream cone.
Using his tongue like a scoop, Fernando dug deep furrows in the folds of Marie's cunt. He tossed his head from side to side as his tongue passed over the swollen bud of her clit, and then he sucked it greedily into his mouth and lashed at it with the tender tip of his tongue. He tasted the sweet juices running so hotly from her wide open cunt, and he dropped her clit from his mouth, to push his tongue into this hole as far as he could. As he ran his tongue in and out of her, he was thrusting his hips up and down, rapidly sending his bloated cock into and out of her sucking mouth. Fernando thought that Marie had a mouth like a vacuum cleaner, so great was the sucking power of her lips. If it hadn't been for the fact that he had been expending so much sexual energy with Alice, he would have certainly had an orgasm by this time. He was glad, because he was enjoying his coupling with Marie and wanted it to last.
Riding up and down on his cock. Marie let her hips writhe and wiggle across Fernando's face, trying to bring his tongue into greater and more forceful contact with the tenderest tissues at the center of her sex. In a moment of wild abandon, Marie lifted her mouth from his hot and throbbing cock; pulling up the wrinkled sack that contained his walnut-sized balls, she licked the surface and then sucked one of the ovals into her mouth where she could apply her tongue and mouth to bring him greater sexual satisfaction. Her hands pulled and stroked at his prick while she sucked his balls, and Fernando groaned out his delight despite having his face buried in her churning cunt.
Stroking the cheeks of her ass with his hands, Fernando pried apart the globes and ran his fingers down the exposed crack until he brushed across the clenched ring of her anus. Lifting his head, Fernando let his tongue travel the short distance between her cuntal opening to the small puckered ring that his fingers were now stroking so sensuously.
Jabbing with his tongue, Fernando speared her anus with the tip and pushed more of his tongue inside. He was only slightly surprised at the ease of his entry. She had been fucked in the ass before, and could control her asshole. Fernando felt like a little variety and vowed to himself that before he was finished he would take her anally.
Rippling waves of sensation passed up Marie's rectum and into her bowels, making them bubble with anticipation. She hoped that Fernando would fuck her there and disperse the emptiness that she felt there. While her mouth still sucked at his rigid manhood, Marie let her hands slip down and around his body until she could press a finger against his asshole. She pushed the tip inside the tight channel and moved it in and out rapidly. Maybe this would give him the idea.
The throbbing heat was running up and down her cuntal walls, and the tightly clenching channel of her rectum. Marie felt her muscles contorting and spasming with refreshed desire as Fernando plunged his tongue in and out of her rectum and she reciprocated with her own dagger-like thrusts into his nether hole with her finger. Soon – she hoped that he would take her soon – because she was burning up with passion.
Wallowing in the flowing juices of Alice's cunt, Robert Olsen pumped his tongue in and out of her pussy. He could feel the muscles of her pussy tighten and grip his tongue as he thrust inside, and then relax as he pulled it free and made ready for another thrust. He was sure that she was about to come, and tried to give her the full benefit of his sexual knowledge. He knew that his prick was standing up hard and firm from between the juncture of his thighs. It was throbbing with heat and the blood was coursing in it.
Alice was thrashing back and forth on the narrow seat, her hips moving up and down as Robert licked and laved at the most sensitive portions of her sexual center. Her hands were holding tight to the sides of Robert's head, guiding him in his efforts and holding him steadily to his task. Her breath was coming in small gasping grunts, and her muscles were tightening and relaxing in a steadily building rhythm. Sliding her buttocks forward, she shoved more of her cuntal meat into his sucking mouth, and was rewarded when Robert pulled most of her cuntal lips into his mouth and sucked greedily at the fleshy tissue.
Letting the lips of her pussy slide from his mouth, Robert applied the tip of his broad tongue to the heated and blood-filled stem of her clit. He lashed back and forth trying to bring her the ultimate in joy and to hurry her orgasm. He had a compelling desire to slide his cock into her mouth and feel her tongue play across its tender surfaces. He kneaded the fleshy clit harder and with a faster flick of his tongue.
Small convulsions started rippling through Alice's body as Robert worked between her legs, his tongue moving rasp-like across her most tender part. She felt as if she were about to come apart at the seams. Her whole body tingled with sensation and suddenly she was going over the edge, falling, and then rising again on a cloud of pure orgiastic sensation. Her blood turned to fire as it raced through her system toward her cunt. The muscles of her channel were throbbing and pulsating with a steady tempo, each contraction followed by a spine-shattering ripple of sensory feelings that broke against her body in crashing waves.
Feeling the spasmodic contractions of her cunt, Robert increased his sucking and licking now that Alice was in the throes of her orgasm. When she was finished he could count on getting his cock into her mouth, he knew. Tossing his head from side to side between her widely separated legs, Robert thrust his tongue hard against her clit and held it firmly in place as his head moved it back and forth in the channel of her slit.
The explosion became greater and Alice released her grip on Robert's head and grasped both her breasts in her hands, her fingers tweaking and kneading the taut nipples. This brought her to new heights and she flowed with the ecstatic cloud that enveloped her whole being with delight.
She sank to her side, stretching out along the seat as the intense feeling of her orgasm diminished and receded. Her eyes were shut and she thought of nothing but the joy she had just felt. As she rested there she became aware that Robert was straightening her body so that she was lying full length along the seat. She let him move and arrange her body the way he wanted. She felt his body straddle hers, his buttocks brushing the tender skin of her breasts. When she opened her eyes and looked up, she saw the blood-gorged tip of his cock just inches from her lips. She smiled as she opened her mouth and reached for him.
Vivid colors flashed before Suzanne's tightly closed eyes as she rose with her orgasm. She had never thought she could come by having a dog lick her pussy, but here she was coming like a fiend and loving every minute of it. Her hips thrashed back and forth as Eric licked her cunt from asshole to clit. Her entire channel was throbbing with heat and clamping and opening with regular pulsations. Sweat was trickling down her face and she brushed some of the drops away with her tongue. She could hardly wait until she stopped coming so that she could get Eric's big cock into her pussy. Sandi told her that this was the greatest thrill of all, and she opened her eyes long enough to look at her new-found friend on the seat opposite her.
Sandi was sitting on her knees with her head thrown back, her knees firmly planted on either side of Jim's wide shoulders. She was steadily rubbing her pussy into Jim's face and she could feel his tongue working away at her slit. Having a man was so much more fun than having Eric because there were more positions that you could make love with. She ground her loins down on his thrusting tongue.
Jim lapped furiously at her cunt, seeking and then finding the small bud-like extension of her clit and rolled it between his lips. Sandi was thrusting her hips back and forth as she rode his face like a horse.
Jim was able to work his hands under her ass, and reached up by her arched belly until he was able to grip the hanging mounds of her breasts. He rolled her nipples between his thumb and forefinger. Pulling on the pouty little points, he suddenly released them and sent them snapping back against the mounds of her breasts. Sandi groaned with pleasure and grabbed his hands, moving them back to her breasts for further stimulation. Jim's cock was throbbing hotly between his legs fresh from the sucking that Sandi had just given him. He wanted to fuck her, but would wait until she was ready and indicated that she wanted him to penetrate her.
The last of the explosions were just fading away, the colors swirling before Suzanne's mind were losing their intensity, when she reached down and pulled on Eric's ears. The great dog looked at her, his tongue still lolling out of the side of his mouth, long and wet. She gave him the command, and waited as he moved his large body over hers. Reaching between their bodies, Suzanne felt for the dog's prick, and found it slickened by moisture. She squeezed its length and placed the thin pointed tip at the entrance to her hole, now wet and sloppy from the combination of his saliva and her own lubrication.
Wrapping her legs around his long back, Suzanne arched her body upward and felt the tip of Eric's cock slip easily into her channel. He didn't feel as big as a man, but then Sandi told her that it would be this way until he had fully entered her. She pushed her loins at his belly and felt more of Eric's prick sliding into her cunt. He was thrusting his butt down in order to force more of his cock into her and Suzanne could hardly contain her impatience. It had to be good, it just had to be good, she thought and pushed up harder at his loins.
Still resting on his back, Fernando let his hands play over the smallish mounds of Marie's breasts. She was squatting over his ramrod-stiff prick, her hand gripping the rigid flesh of his cock, its head pointed at her widely gaping hole. Fernando licked his lips, letting his tongue savor the still-fresh taste of cunt that lingered there.
Taking a deep breath, Marie pulled his prick up and down, letting the head run into the groove of her sex and across the budding knob of her clit. She liked to play with a man's cock this way before she let it spear into her depths, stretching her pussy and expanding her inner channel. Grinding down with her hips, she pushed the head of his cock into her channel and felt its width parting the tender tissue of her inner love tunnel.
When he felt the head of his cock slide into her cunt, Fernando jolted his hips upward and forced about half of his stiff cock into her. She did the rest by letting her weight fall freely on the upraised member and forcing the remainder of his prick into her body. Fernando let his loins bang against hers, and then settled back on the seat to allow her to fuck him at her own pace.
Flexing her thighs, Marie rode up and down his slick pole, letting it rip in and out of her body. She leaned back so that the shaft would rub more vigorously against the swollen head of her clit. Sensation flooded her body as she raised and lowered her torso on his cock. She liked controlling the trip this way, and pumped hard. Tilting her pelvis forward and back with a steady tempo, Marie felt the shivers of excitement creeping up her spine and circling her body with lines of hot fire.
Moving his hips from side to side, Fernando tried to insert his prick from a different angle everytime her body settled down his shaft and against his belly. He was in full control of his emotions and knew that he wasn't going to come until he had penetrated her asshole. He didn't know yet whether she would agree with this, but he was fairly sure she would because of the reaction he had gotten when he stuck his tongue up her ass. He hoped that he wouldn't have to wait too long. He rammed his hips up as hard as he could as she came down and his belly slapped hard against the cheeks of her ass. It wouldn't be long now.
Grabbing his hands, she placed them on her small breasts and encouraged him to squeeze them and knead the tender flesh around her nipples. Leaning forward as best she could, Marie thrust her two breasts at his mouth and hoped he would get the message. If she had to, she'd just tell him to suck her, and then, and only then, would she be able to come in one flashing climax.
Bunching her breasts in his hands, Fernando drew them toward his mouth, raising his head and opening his lips. As Marie bent more acutely, Fernando seized one of her nipples between his lips and sucked at the succulent flesh. He squeezed the other breast and nipple with his hands, kneading and pushing the flesh into new and weird shapes. His tongue lashed back and forth across the nipple and felt it rise harder and hotter.
As his tongue lashed at her nipples, one after the other, Marie felt the crashing wave of her first orgiastic explosion hit her loins. Heat and throbbing sensations went up and down her love channel, making it contort and relax in rapid succession. A reddish flush spread over her chest, and her breath came in gasps.
Marie pumped her body up and down on his stiff staff as hard as she could, letting the hard pole rub against her distended clit and increasing the heat of her orgasm. With a final sigh, she sank against his body, burying him deep in the very center of her being. Her lips sought his and she thrust her tongue deeply into his mouth. Her tongue dueled with his and she felt completed except for an aching emptiness in her rectum. She hoped that he would send his sperm into her bowels. She felt completely wanton and loved it.
His cock filled her mouth, stretching her lips as wide as possible, and Alice loved it. She swirled her hot tongue around the giant young shaft that Robert was lustily thrusting in and out of her mouth. She was pinned to the seat by his weight straddling her breasts, crushing them under his ramming buttocks. She moved as best she could in order to suck him harder and to move his cock around in her mouth. She would have liked to use her hands, but they were useless at her side.
Jabbing his hips forward, Robert sent the length of his prick into and out of her mouth with lusty strokes. He could feel the head hitting the back of her mouth, and thrilled to the laving surfaces of her tongue as she rubbed it across the flesh of his thrusting cock.
Robert was happy, but he didn't want to lose control and come in her mouth even though he had brought her off with his own thrusting tongue. She could have more than one orgasm, and he wanted to plant his seed deep in her body while she squirmed in delight beneath him.
Alice felt an uneasy feeling in the center of her cunt. She enjoyed sucking him because he liked it so much and got so much out of it. He was literally fucking her mouth and she was obediently sucking him while he plunged in and out between her lips. But she wanted to be fucked with Robert thrusting his cock deep into her vitals. However, with her mouth filled with his meat there was no way for her to tell him of her desire. She wanted to come again but she couldn't do it this way. She sucked harder, trying to give him the pleasure of the pressure of her lips and tongue.
The pressure of her sucking mouth was almost too much for him to control and Robert thought that it might be time to get it on and fuck in the regular way. With a slow grinding thrust he shoved as much of his cock into her mouth as he could and felt her respond by pulling at it greedily with her lips. Rocking back on his hips, Robert pulled his wet member from between her lips and settled back on his haunches. He pushed back until he was astride of her hips, and then he stretched out full length, covering her body with his.
She knew it was going to happen now, and she waited, holding her breath to await the first tissue-stretching penetration. She was ready, and to show him that she wanted him to enter her body, Alice pulled back her legs and opened her thighs wide. Her cunt lips parted and presented his cock with the perfectly formed hole for a target. She happily tossed her legs around his back and locked her ankles at the small of his back. Her arms circled his shoulders and she hugged him close to her full body.
Reaching between their tightly pressed bodies, Robert managed to get a grip on his cock and place the head against the slitted opening of her love channel. Pulling his hand free, he moved his hips forward and felt his long member sliding into her. Her cunt muscles gripped him and urged him to a deeper penetration. He shoved forward hard, and felt his belly slap against hers with a smack. He was buried in her pussy to the hilt.
Sandi moved her hips under Jim Hayes' thrusting body. He felt so different than Eric, but just as good. Each one had something that was unique and she enjoyed Jim's fucking thoroughly as much as she enjoyed her dog. Her thighs were spread in a wide vee and she pushed as her hips moved up and down in time with the lunging plunges of his body. She thrilled to the feel of his prick as it expanded and pushed at the tightness of her love channel. His licking of her cunt had brought her to a shattering orgasm and now she was rising toward another which would be far more rewarding because of their physical closeness.
Heaving with his effort, Jim plunged his cock deeply into her body, feeling the clasping grip of her pussy. She fitted him like a glove and he knew that it would be very difficult to maintain his usual good control. He decided to use a diversion to attempt to bring his racing emotions under some sort of control. He turned his head and looked at the scene across the narrow aisle.
Suzanne was spread wide, her head thrown back and her mouth hanging open, a thin trickle of saliva running from the corner of her mouth. Her legs were wrapped tightly around Eric's flanks as the big dog arched his hind quarters up and down pumping his great cock into her cunt. She was in a state of ecstasy, in the midst of another orgasm. Bright lights flashed and turned in front of her eyes as the great dog's cock pushed in and out of her cunt. She could feel the great ball that had swollen in the center of his shaft and would lock them together until he had spit out his come deep in her body. The rock-hard prick was swelling to greater and greater size as it ripped in and out of her cunt with vicious short jabs. Her entire cunt was on fire.
With a sudden forceful surge, Eric drove his expanding prick into her very depths and Suzanne was sent to new orgiastic heights as she felt his seed pour out of the great balled cock and into her body. Spurt after gushing spurt filled her to the brim and his come ran out of the contracting hole of her cunt and down the crack of her ass. It coated the small wrinkled ring of her anus and then dropped steadily onto the fabric of the seat's cushion.
Jim, watching from his position, instinctively understood that both Eric and Suzanne had come to orgasm and that they would be finishing in a very few moments. Returning to his own efforts, he increased the speed of his strokes and heard Sandi mewing in his ear as she beat her heels against the small of his back, urging him on to greater passion.
Sandi was rising quickly and surely toward her own climax. She spiraled upward and her body started its tremors., Her cunt quaked and contracted in rhythmic spasms that squeezed hard on Jim's cock as it slid in and out of her grasping pussy. Hot and cold flashes trembled their way up her spine, circled her body and gripped her swollen breasts, kneading them like fingers. Her cunt seemed lined with fiery ice, and a low moan, animal in its intensity, broke from her constricting throat.
The rhythmic contractions of her cunt squeezing his throbbing cock brought the come boiling from Jim's balls and into the shaft of his prick. They surged down the last long tube of his body and with a shattering spurt, he splashed out his completion as his body sank for the last time against hers, buried as deeply as possible in the center of her womanhood.
Rolling Marie's body off his so that he could rise, Fernando pushed her until she was kneeling on the seat on her hands and knees. He knelt behind her. "I'm going to fuck you in the ass," he said matter of factly as he positioned the head of his prick against the stretched ring of her anus.
Thrilling to the verbalization of her dream, Marie attempted as best she could to control her sphincter muscle so that his entry would be as easy as possible for the both of them. She folded her arms and rested her head on them so that her ass was thrust sharply in the air and completely exposed to his attack. She felt the first pressure of his bloated cock's head against her anus and braced herself for the further pressure that he would bring to bear on that tight rubbery ring that marked the entrance to her nether hole.
Fernando was sweating with the effort to penetrate her asshole. He gripped her hips in his hands and pushed steadily forward with his entire weight. As he looked down at the stretched skin of her ass and the widely parted crack of her ass, Fernando could see the shaft of his cock bending under the pressure. As he watched in fascination, Fernando saw the very tip of his wide cock disappear from view, absorbed and swallowed by the small rubber ring that he was trying to penetrate. He stopped for a moment and then shifting his position, moved forward once more. He strained the muscles of his hips and more of his cock disappeared into her asshole. Now the entire head was firmly entrenched in her rectum and he felt as if a giant hand were clenching at the tip of his cock.
Feeling the head of his cock slide into her body, Marie renewed her efforts to relax her sphincter. She could feel the tissues of her anus stretch wide to accommodate his girth, and she almost cried out in her pleasure as the wild sensations filled her body. Wanting to feel more of him inside her ass, Marie wiggled her hips and rear back on the pole that was being shoved relentlessly into her ass. It was easier than it was with Robert, and she felt the shaft of his cock moving into her asshole.
As her sphincter relaxed, Jim's body bolted forward, his length sliding into her body in a rush. His loins slapped against the stretched skin of her upraised buttocks. He relaxed for a moment, breathing hard from his efforts to shove himself into her asshole. Still gripping her hips tightly in his hands, Jim started to pull and push at her body as he moved his own hips forward and backward. His cock was now sliding in and out easily. The tightness of her rectum squeezed him as he moved his prick into her rectum and up her rear channel until the head touched the opening of her bowels. The sensual feelings that her rectum imparted to his hot flesh were almost too much for Jim to take, He gritted his teeth and fought for control as he rammed in and out of her body. He knew that he couldn't keep this pace up for very long and would soon come, splashing his hot seed deep in her wriggling buttocks.
Filled and re-filled again and again by Fernando, Marie felt the spasm of new delight creep up her body and cover her. She was riding back with her hips, shoving as hard as she could as Fernando surged forward, burying his prick in her nether hole. She was about to spasm out her delight and have a tremendous orgasm. She knew this because of the sensations that were building steadily throughout her body.
Hardly able to contain his racing emotions, Fernando threw his body over Marie's, his hand reaching for her breasts and squeezing them hard, his fingers plucking at her standing nipples. Using her small breasts as handles, Fernando pulled and pushed her body forward and back as he rammed his meat into her. In order to bring her greater pleasure, Fernando slipped one hand down her tightly contorting belly until his fingers ploughed through the sparse hair surrounding her pubis and into the wide slit of her cunt. In desperation he sought her slit and finding it, worked his fingers across the tender meat, rubbing it hard in a small circular motion. Sweat poured down his face as Fernando felt the sensations of his body build toward the crest of emotion. He let himself slide toward the edge. With a grunting cry, Fernando went over the crest, his balls pumping out their juices hot and heavy. Fernando held himself tight against Marie's body as his seed flowed in jetting spurts into her body, filling her rectum and splashing against her bowels.
The splash of his hot seed into the very depths of her bowels jolted Marie into an orgiastic climax that she felt would never stop; she had hurtled toward it when Fernando had started rubbing her sensitive clit in small circles. She spasmed long and hard, her body contorting with her efforts. It had never been like this before – it was longer, warmer, and better. As she felt the spurts of hot come lessen, she relaxed and sank down to the seat, stretching out as best she could, letting the muscles of her legs and belly unloosen and becoming enveloped with the warm flowing heat of the descending climax.
Breathing hard, Fernando sank down with her, trying to keep his deflating prick strongly embedded in her asshole. The muscles of her rectal channel were involuntarily contracting and expanding, applying a strong but gentle grip to his shrinking cock. He had never felt anything as good as this and the germ of an idea started to form in his mind. As the idea solidified and took a more definite shape, Fernando became more convinced that he had found the answer to his artistic problems.
Pounding down, Robert Olsen thrust his cock, long and hot, into the gaping channel that Alice pushed at him heavily. They were rising together toward a climax that promised to leave them both drained, but happy.
Small sparks were flying inside Alice's brain as she thrust her hips upward to meet the descending plunge of Robert's body. His large, full cock was expanding and pushing aside the delicate tissues of her cunt, but she exulted in the feeling of being filled to the brim by his hot meat. To increase the heavenly sensations, Alice rolled her body from side to side, forcing his cock to twirl and move inside her body as he rammed in and out. The small sparks that had started in her mind were now turning to balls of fire. Heat, warm and pulsing, throbbed over her body and Alice gasped out her p leasure.
Jamming the length of his meat into her body, Robert felt the come building in his balls and running through the many tubes and ducts of his body toward the shaft of his cock. It was being aided on its journey by the firm milking action of Alice's cunt as she throbbed and pulsed against him. She was tight, almost as tight as Suzanne was the very first time he fucked her. The erotic thoughts about his sister combined with the sucking action of Alice's cunt sent him charging toward orgasm and he buried his length in her cunt, reaching under her body to cup the cheeks of her ass and pull her closer to his body. His sperm jetted out of his cock, hot and wet. Robert convulsed under the weight of his body, her loins pulled tight against his by his powerful hands on her ass. She squirmed and came in hard rolling throbs, little cries of pleasure mewing and groaning in his ear.
They fell against one another, their bodies bathed in sweat, a warm glow passing over their skins. The red flush that had spread across Alice's chest and buttocks started to recede and pale as she descended from the high level of intensity on which she had been floating. They rested together, oblivious of their surroundings and the rolling countryside that slid by the window of Alice's compartment.
Slanting rays of the sun bathed the small adobe station of San Mateo in their harsh light. The evenly spaced red bricks of the platform shimmered with reflected heat. A few trees, their branches filled with green leaves, dotted the level space around the station house. People scurried into the heat from the small sliver of shade on one side of the station and stood next to the long line of coaches as they came to a hesitant halt.
Behind the station several cabs waited, their drivers waiting patiently, staying out of the mid-day heat, and confident that they would all be employed in transporting the disembarking passengers to the center of town.
In the distance, the town of San Mateo rested on the green slopes of gently rolling hills. The whites and pale pinks of the old colonial buildings wavered in the heat. In the center of the buildings, which clung tenaciously to the sides of the gently sloping hills, the great tall spire of the town's principal church pushed its turret upward toward the fluffy clouds which scudded and drifted lazily in the sky.
As Alice Martin handed her heavy bags down to the eager hands waiting on the platform, she looked at the thrusting edifice. It looked like a giant pink prick, hard and ready. She shut out the voice of the man holding her bags for a moment. Turning, she looked at the long olive-green coach that had been her home for two nights. A new way of life had opened for her within its square confines and she regretted having to leave it. With a sigh, and the firm resolve that she would seek out life where she found it, she turned and followed the struggling porter who headed toward one of the parked cabs. She wanted to be an artist, but she knew that she wanted more. She had experienced the thrill of sex and her body was now alive with new feelings. As she walked she knew that she could be whatever she wanted, but first she had to be a woman and find love, the natural extension of sex. She wouldn't turn away from sex, but would embrace it and try to plumb its depths for a greater meaning of her new-found womanhood. She smiled at the driver as she stepped into the taxi and handed the waiting porter a crumpled bill.
Slinging his battered bag into the back of the cab, Fernando's mind was working furiously in colors and textures as he mentally put paint to canvas. It had all come together when he fucked Marie. He felt that he'd found a new direction he could take with his art and so change his fortunes as a painter. It would be a complete change, a switch so radical and real that his gallery would have to take notice. He had been thinking about his orgasm when he recalled what Alice told him about hers. Being an aspiring artist, she could describe the colors and hues of the lights that flashed before her eyes at the point of climax, and now Fernando was mentally putting her description on canvas. It would work, he knew it would work, and he was anxious to get to his studio where he could start. The pretty little pictures of the sleepy Mexican street scene were all behind him. This would be abstract, carried out with big powerful strokes on large canvasses using bold, vivid colors and heavy textures, He had the technique, he had learned that long ago, but everything he had tried had no real meaning. This was real, and he knew that it would be good. Fernando had a warm feeling deep in his belly as the cab pulled away from the station and bumped its way up the dusty, chuck-holed street toward the central plaza and his house on the hill.
Looking out the cab window at the russet-colored facades on the houses lining the street, Sandi Thomas stroked Eric's head. He was sitting next to her on the seat of the cab with his head out the open window, sniffing the new strange smells of San Mateo.
Sandi was entering a new environment and she knew that she would change her life style. Still patting Eric's head, she realized that this period of her life was ended. The big dog would have to look elsewhere for his loving. In the arms of Jim Hayes she had learned that all men weren't crude brutes and she looked forward to expanding her knowledge. If not with Jim – for that was only an adventure of the moment – then with another man, a man she was sure that she would find in San Mateo, possibly at the Instituto, or wherever. Somehow, as the cab rocked back and forth after hitting a deep chuck-hole, she felt good inside, her body was now whole, she could face life without fear. She could talk to men without that old fear gnawing at her guts. Life would indeed be better. The hum of the tires changed as the cab moved onto the cobbles of the street from the dirt of the station road. Sandi looked at the little shops that lined the street. Her eyes moved along the street and then she saw the figure of a man and she smiled to herself. He was tall and bearded and he carried a sketch under his arm. She settled back in the cab and her hand left Eric's head. It would be different now.
With his hand resting on his portable typewriter, Jim Hayes looked at the people walking along the narrow, cobblestoned street and tried to get his first impressions of San Mateo sorted out in his mind. He had enjoyed the view of the town from the station platform, but as the cab moved into the city, he became aware of the human element of the town. He would have to concentrate on this, the human element. He had experience. He needed to get into people's heads and find out the whys of their actions and behavior. If he could do this, then he wasn't worried about the quality of his first novel. He could do it, and he let his mind wander, taking in the sights and sounds of San Mateo.
Jammed together in the back seat of the small cab, Marie looked at her two children. They were old enough to take care of themselves and would sooner or later have to find their own way. She decided that this was the time. In a new and hopefully exciting environment, they could find their own friends, and she would be free to seek her own life, to pick up the pieces and start all over again.
With the benefit of new knowledge, Robert and Suzanne were thinking similar thoughts. It wasn't that they loved their mother less, or that they held her fully responsible for their unorthodox sexual history, but they were in a new place with sights to see, people to meet, and they were looking forward to new freedom – a freedom that would make them better able to relate to those around them. It was a good feeling and they were happy.
The station's platform was empty, the sudden feverish activity ended. The train, its long olive-green coaches dusty, started to move. Slowly the wheels turned and ground their way along the steel rails. The engine's horn sounded its bass note as the train picked up speed. The lonely tones reverberated off the surrounding hills, and the buildings of the small town. It signaled the end of the trip for the travelers, but the start of a new life.