Less than five minutes later, after I had clumsily put my tennis shoes back on, I found myself following Belinda Nye through the overgrown weeds and honeysuckle that served as our apartment complex's backyard. “Where are we going?” I asked trying to conceal the fact that the brisk jog was making me short of breath. I had a pretty good idea as to her intentions as we scampered through the night and the implication of where she was headed made me more than a little nervous. For the fleeting chance to sleep with her however I would have danced through a minefield. As Belinda disappeared into the tree line that served as cover for the train tracks that cut through the rental property, I jumped into the bushes behind her, following her scent in the darkness like a lovelorn retriever.
When both of us emerged from the thicket, the quiet stillness of the surrounding night beat like a drum in my head as my heart thudded in my chest. “You want to do it there…on the tracks…why?” I asked her. “Why not,” Belinda said playfully, swinging her body side to side to a rhythmic beat only she could hear. “So let me get this straight, “ I said. “With all the shit you've gone through, after a couple of serious boyfriends and after that party for your birthday you had…you still haven't gone all the way?”
“Nooooooooo,” Belinda said sarcastically. “I've had my chances…anybody could've the other night…I got so drunk I lost count after guy number five that I promised myself to that night.
Ended up giving a few of the guys a blowjob but once they were done…they were so drunk and so high they just kinda drifted away leaving me there…Heck of a birthday, huh…after they started passing out one by one…I don't know if it was the liquor or the pot I kind of tuned out too.” The sheer thought of her on her knees, going down on all those boys while they drunkenly sat there enjoying it caused my eyes to water slightly from my depraved lust. The mental picture of Belinda kneeling down performing fellatio was superimposed with the real time vision of the 18 year old girl unbuttoning her jeans and sliding them down her waist right in front of me.
Having already ascended the gravel mound that the train tracks were set on top of, I looked up at Belinda high above me, like she was a goddess on a pedestal, as she playfully kicked off her shoes so she could take her pants completely off. “Are you coming up?” Belinda said coyly. “Right behind you,” I replied, feeling my erect dick swing like a led pipe between my legs as I tried climbing up the gravelly hill to join Belinda between the tracks. By the time I had reached the summit of the mound, I took a deep breath and looked around to gain my bearings. Concentrating my gaze down onto Belinda in front of me, I watched her intently as she guided her jeans over her ankles and cast them aside. Standing there now in only her jacket, a tee-shirt and a pair of white panties in the dim fluorescence, I told myself I'd never seen a prettier picture in my life. Kicking my shoes off, I stole a glance down both ends of the empty tracks to see how much of a warning we might have if a train were to come. Guessing we would have about a half mile warning each way, I turned my attention back to Belinda and crept closer. “Soooo…you've wanted to fuck me for a while?” All I could do was gulp, still embarrassed from my earlier admission. “Yeah,” was all I could managed as I stuttered the answer. “Tell me, Dave,” Belinda continued in a serious tone, “have you ever…touched yourself late at night thinking about me?” I rolled my eyes, drowning in my own shame.
Thankfully it was dark enough out there that she couldn't see me blushing from the question or the fact that my cock was starting to jut out the front of my black sweatpants. Still I felt an obligation to give her the answer she wanted, the truth. “Yes,” I admitted softly, “Yes, I have.” “How many times?” Belinda followed up immediately, like a lawyer with a witness on the run.” How many times have you touched yourself…right here… late at night picturing me Dave?” Belinda implored as she reached out and grazed her hand across my throbbing erection. “A lot,” I said, feeling my weak knees on the verge of giving out. “And all these times you thought about fucking me late at night, Dave…did you cum all over yourself?”
Belinda brazenly continued her interrogation. “Yes,” I replied.
“You would lay there and cum all over yourself…thinking about fucking me, Dave?” Belinda asked again, a little louder. “Yes,” I replied again, this time compelled to reply louder also. “Just like your gonna do right now if I don't take my hand off your dick,”
Belinda said arrogantly, knowing she was in total control for the moment. “You better hurry up and fuck me Dave before you waste it…are you man enough to fuck this little tight pussy of mine?”
“lease let me fuck you,” I said pleadingly, praying my actions would somehow speak louder than my words. Taking off my jacket and helping Belinda off with hers, I sat both garments down between the tracks so that she could lay down and have some buffer between her back and the gravel and wooden railroad ties underneath her. As Belinda knelt down flatly and took her place between the tracks, I took a few steps forward, towering above the young girl as I tried committing the luscious vision before me to an eternal place in my memory bank. “Come on, Dave…you've wanted to fuck me all this time…come on and take my cherry…right here under the stars…shove that cock of yours into my cunt and fill me up Baby,” Belinda ordered in a voice that strangely didn't sound like hers. My head was swirling as I anxiously knelt down in front of her, sizing up my options while Belinda's blue words echoed through the night around us.
I inherently knew that a lot of the things Belinda was saying were probably coming from the way she had heard her Mother talk around men all those years of being cooped up in the same place with her and the trash she would bring home. Reaching my hands out, I took Belinda's lead and helped her slip her silky white panties down her legs, my head immediately filling with the unmistakable scent of her youthful arousal the moment her well manicured pussy was stripped bare. Letting the glorious aroma of Belinda's womanhood fill my lungs, I dutifully leaned forward in hopes of getting a filling taste of the sweet young pussy that dribbled with arousal directly in front of me. Just as the startling heat of Belinda's vagina started to caress my descending face, the distant sound of a train whistle caused us both to moan… “Get up here Dave and fuck me,” Belinda ordered me. “You can lick my cunt anytime you want…geez… lick it out after you finish with it…Just hurry up and fuck me before we get killed…my pussy is juiced enough!” With the crystal clear realization that a freight train was speeding our way, when I removed my head from between her parted legs, I cast a questioning glance into Belinda's eyes to see if her resolve to go through with this was still there. All I saw when I stared into her enchanting dark orbs was lustful purpose and certainty. Pushing forward, dropping my body weight on top of the beautiful teenager's pelvic bone, I could feel my cock bluntly press into the tender inner flesh of Belinda's thigh. A deep gurgling quiver lurched from my mouth as my dick rubbed against Belinda's baby smooth skin. Repositioning my hips so that I'd have a better thrusting angle, I pressed my left hand down on the cold steel railroad track to my side for support while I used my right hand to aim my cock towards Belinda's virgin snatch. Feeling the heat from Belinda's vagina drift out against my erect phallus, I gazed down at Belinda's dazed expression and saw through her youthful bravado.
When the spongy head of my cock slammed into the entrance of her seething pink quim, all the cocksure posing she had done flew out the window as the nervous and unsure little girl inside manifested itself.
“Please be gentle with me,” Belinda's eyes seemed to beg as I greased my cock with her dripping juices. Every muscle in my body flinched as my probing penis pierced the outer folds of Belinda's cunt. The sound of both our lungs exhaling from the tight fit was muted however by the sound of the train whistle again, signaling its impending arrival. “Hurry up…fuck me,” Belinda cried out with her eyes clenched shut. I penetrated the young virgin's womb at the same moment I felt the tracks eerily start to vibrate in my hand.
Feeling Belinda's cunt trying to choke off my cock with every inch I tried sinking into it, I looked straight ahead realizing that the train off in the distance was coming at us from the North. Looking off into the bleak darkness for the first sign of the train's lights, I estimated that we would have about 30 seconds to get off the tracks as soon as the locomotive curved around the bend up ahead. Trying my best not to press down too hard, knowing all Belinda had underneath her for cushion were two jackets, I tried gentle sideways motions to give my cock the power it needed to penetrate the teenager's tight quim. Hearing Belinda sigh and moan underneath me, I could only imagine what she must be feeling as a cock dug into her womb for the very first time. Sneaking another peek forwards, I finally saw the impending specter of the train's headlights as it approached the turn that led to the straightaway that passed our apartment complex.
“Oh shit…it's coming,” I said. “Don't come yet, Dave!”
“I mean the train!” The knowledge that time was of the essence however must have clicked inside of Belinda's head because after I made my statement she frantically started working her pelvis up against mine as if her pussy was a weapon, awkwardly pumping her hips off the gravel, meeting my thrusts with equally manic vigor.
Feeling the ground beneath us start to rumble, I looked fearfully up and saw what I had dreaded. The entire train had turned around the bend and was now making a 1000 ton beeline straight for us. “Can you feel it?” I asked Belinda to which she shook her head up and down.
“I feel it from both sides!” I tried pressing both my feet back against the edge of a decaying railroad track to gain some semblance of traction as I pushed frantically forward, trying to get both of us off before time was up. Leaning down to nuzzle Belinda's neck and ear with my mouth as I ruthlessly pounded her pussy, I felt the steady flow of her heated gasps trail out of her mouth, blowing seductively against my cheek and shoulder. With my head buried in the crook of Belinda's neck, all of the sudden I felt my body become immersed in a pool of blinding yellow light. The ground underneath us started to shake violently, causing every tooth in my mouth rattle. It felt as if Belinda and I were laying on the rim of an active volcano as the train rumbled furiously towards us. I could feel myself getting closer to cumming as the night air around us illuminated like Times Square from the spotlight motoring down the tracks. Even though her gasps were slowly being muted out from the sound of the roaring train engine, I could feel her body writhing underneath me as I rapidly continued drilling my cock into her syrupy tightness. I started to open my mouth to whisper how beautiful she was into Belinda's ear, but as soon as the words left my tongue the shrill, deafening sounds of the conductor's 'get off the tracks warning whistle' pierced both of our eardrums. Looking up to see just how close the train was, all I could discern was the blinding yellow light that hid the locomotive charging behind it like a runaway rabid bull.
Guiding my hands underneath Belinda's back I lifted her chunky but well proportioned body into the air so that she was helpless in my arms. I could feel her legs wrap around my bare calves as her head flailed backwards, loosely swinging in the air as the train rushed towards us. Drilling her pussy now with everything that I had, I could tell from looking down into Belinda's eyes that she was transfixed by the approaching heavenly light. I curiously wondered what the sleepy engineer must have thought as he pushed his train down the tracks only to see two bodies passionately intertwined directly in his path. I felt like I was in the middle of a vivid hallucination when I heard the godawful screeching sound of the train's brakes combine with the glorious inner divinity of my long pent-up orgasm. Looking down at Belinda in my arms as I brutally came inside of her, I could see her entire face lit up angelically from the bright exquisite light bathing us both. The train whistle wailed again and this time I literally felt the sound waves reverberating through my body as the windshield of the engineer's cabin came partially into sight. “We gotta move,” I told myself, feeling completely numb as my orgasmic adrenaline seeped from my body.
Feeling the tracks that were bracketing us start to shake as if the Earth's crust underneath us was preparing to swallow Belinda and I whole, something primal, base and instinctual finally tripped in my head, forcing me to shift my body recklessly to my left, bringing Belinda with me. We both tumbled over the left side of the tracks like a couple of fallen skiers falling down a rocky mountain side until we both settled in a heap at the bottom of the gravelly mound.
I swore I could feel Belinda's pussy start the violent constrictions that led up to her orgasm around my cock but as I pulled her off the tracks, as soon as we hit the other side, we split apart as gravity forced us down the side of the hill in separate directions to safety. About five seconds later, the train roared by at about 15 mph, the engineer still gunning the brakes and horn as he went by Belinda and I cowering at the foot of the tracks. I could almost hear him cussing us as he passed, thinking he was that close to killing two people. As we sat there, both half naked and licking our wounds from the fall, the deep erotic rumble the train caused in our bodies as it went by brought a gloriously new twist to our post orgasmic bliss. After collecting what clothes we could and heading back to my apartment, I fulfilled my promise to Belinda and ate out her pussy for what seemed like an hour. She left to go back to her place around the crack of dawn and that was the last time I ever saw her. When Rebecca Nye made bail the next morning, she had come home, evidently packed up what stuff she could and disappeared with Belinda, skipping town to avoid prosecution.