1985: The Train

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1985: The Train

The summer after I graduated college I travelled to Europe with my friends Bill and Tim. We didn’t have a lot of money so we backpacked and rode trains, staying in hostels and sometimes even camping out when we found a place that looked safe and legal enough.

Some of my memories of this story are a little hazy after almost 40 years. There were no phones back then and we didn’t have a camera, so there’s no photos or social media posts documenting our trip. Nevertheless, the important parts of this story are etched in my memory like it was yesterday. Some things you don’t forget.

It was about 3 weeks into our journey that we found ourselves on an overnight train from Germany to Yugoslavia. We had already done England and France and were planning to head to Italy next, but we heard from other travelers that Yugoslavia was a cool, inexpensive destination so we decided to take a detour on our way to Rome. We bought the cheapest tickets we could – no fancy sleeper cars for us, just rows of uncomfortable seats – and prepared for the long overnight ride from Munich through the Alps to Zagreb where we would catch a bus down to the coast.

Bill was hungover and crashed in an empty row of seats as soon as we boarded, but Tim and I decided to look around before we settled in. We were walking down the aisle when a girl’s voice called, “Hey! Americans!”

I looked over and saw a girl with curly brown hair and glasses looking at me. She was about my age, mid-20s or so, plain looking with a pale complexion. She was sitting next to a much prettier girl with long strawberry-blonde hair and a cute face with freckles.

“Where you boys from?” the one with glasses asked.

“New York,” I said. “How about you?”

“Texas!” she answered. “I’m Kelly and this is Missy. You guys want to sit?” There were two empty seats facing them so Tim and I sat and introduced ourselves and for the next hour or so we exchanged the usual travel tales, reporting on where we had been, where we were going and the highlights of our adventures.

At one point Missy got up to get something from her pack on the overhead rack. When she reached up her shirt stretched tight, giving us a nice view of her flat tummy and shapely boobs capped by pointy nipples.

“You guys can put your eyes back in your heads now,” Kelly laughed.

“I just love the sights of Europe!” Tim joked.

Kelly rolled her eyes. “All the guys love Missy’s tits,” she complained, as if it was a running joke between them. She turned to her friend, “you slut! What are these poor guys supposed to do now? You gave them both hardons!”

“Well, maybe you should make yourself useful and give them handjobs,” Missy suggested.

“Or you could blow them,” Kelly shot back, and we all laughed. We were having a great time. I don’t remember exactly how it happened, but at some point we paired off so I was sitting next to Kelly while Tim sat with Missy, and our four-way conversation became two separate ones. As usual, Tim got the better-looking girl, but I was having fun with Kelly so I wasn’t jealous or anything. It definitely helped make our long train ride more enjoyable.

When the light started to fade I suggested to Kelly porno 64 that we go stand in the vestibule and watch the sunset over the mountains. The vestibule was where two train cars connected. There was a heavy door at each end that led into the seating areas, and a door on either side that opened onto the platform when the train was in the station. The door to the platform had a top and bottom part, and the top part happened to be open, allowing us to lean on the bottom and stick our faces out into the air as the train rolled along. The vestibule was empty, except for people moving from one car to another which didn’t happen often, especially now that night was coming on and people were getting ready for sleep.

Kelly and I stood side by side, leaning against the half-door. She wore jeans with a baggy white top that hung down over her hips, almost like a dress. She brought her blanket and draped it over her shoulders, fighting off the chill of the cool mountain air. As we talked we gradually moved closer together. The sun moved lower in the sky and it got colder, bringing us even closer. By sunset Kelly’s right side was pressed firmly against my left, and when I got a chill she wrapped the blanket around my shoulders as well, enclosing us in our own little cocoon.

We were looking up at snow-covered Alpine peaks under an indigo sky, half a world away from home, snuggling and talking. Kelly told me all about the sights they saw and the wine they drank in Venice and Florence, and I told her about our wild times in the pubs of London. We went back and forth with our travel tales, laughing and smiling, our bodies smushed together under the blanket. Just as I was in the middle of telling Kelly about King Ludwig’s castle in Bavaria, she reached her right hand down and squeezed my cock.

I hadn’t expected her to grope me so suddenly so I paused, momentarily at a loss for words. I looked at her, surprised. She smirked back and gave me another squeeze.

“Great story,” she said. “Keep going!”

I quickly regained my composure and continued as Kelly began stroking me up and down. Feeling frisky and horny after almost a month on the road, I escalated the situation by reaching down and unsnapping my jeans. Kelly didn’t miss a beat. She took my zipper in her fingers and lowered it down, then reached into my underwear and took my naked erection in her fist. She proceeded to give me an incredible handjob — fisting me, reaching down to massage my balls, rubbing the head of my shaft in her palm as I entertained her with our European escapades.

After I described the schweinshaxe at the beer garden in Munich, I brought my lips to Kelly’s. She leaned into my kiss, and when I opened my mouth she did too and we were making out, our bodies and lips pressed together, tasting each other. Kelly was jerking my cock and rubbing my balls as we tongued hungrily in the cool breeze of the vestibule.

The sun set and the stars began to shine as we French kissed, our arms wrapped around each other under the blanket, my cock throbbing in Kelly’s grip.

“Damn, Kelly!” I wheezed, coming up for air. “That feels so fucking good.”

“It does,” she agreed. “You’re really hard. I wish Türkçe altyazılı porno there was some place I could suck you off.”

Wow, I thought. This chick is wild!

Kelly’s words, combined with her hand on my cock and her tongue in my mouth, made my dick twitch. I definitely didn’t want to cum yet, so I pulled myself out from Kelly’s grasp and stepped behind her, pressing my body against hers and sliding my hands up under her shirt. She had small boobs and wasn’t wearing a bra, but her nipples were firm and meaty, like gum drops. I took them between my fingers and played with them while I ground my boner into her ass.

“That’s nice,” Kelly purred.

Encouraged, I dropped my hands to the waistband of her jeans and whispered in her ear, “I would love to fuck you!”

Kelly immediately grabbed my hands and placed them back on the top of the half-door. She placed her hands on top of mine, gripping them tight.

“I’d love to fuck you too, cowboy, but that’s off limits today,” she said. “Keep those hands above my waist, OK?”

“Umm, yeah,” I agreed, not sure what the problem was.

“No pussy, dude,” she reiterated. “You got a problem with that you can go back to your seat, OK?”

“Um, sure,” I said, surprised at Kelly’s suddenly aggressive tone. “Whatever’s good with you is good with me, babe.”

“OK,” she said, and released my hands. “You can play with my tits all you want.”

I slipped my hands back under her shirt and played her nipples like a fine instrument, my cock pressed tightly into the crack of her ass as we watched the stars twinkle over the mountains.

“I won’t touch your pants if you don’t want me to,” I reassured her, “but GOD I’d love to fuck you!” I repeated.

Kelly laughed and looked around. It was dark now and no one had passed through the vestibule in a while. We had hours to go until our destination.

“Well, you’re not going to fuck me,” she said, “but I have an idea.” Kelly took another look around and dropped to her knees, spun around and looked up at me.

Holy shit! I thought. She’s going to blow me? Right here?

“Put the blanket around you so it hangs down,” she instructed breathlessly as she took my hard cock in her hand. I turned the blanket so the narrow end was around my shoulders. It hung down almost to the floor, mostly hiding Kelly behind my legs. If anyone hurried through the vestibule they might not notice her, but if they looked in our direction she would be hard to miss. I sure wasn’t going to try to talk her out of it though.

“Yeah, like that,” she said, then she leaned forward and took my hard cock in her mouth. The stars glowed like hot coals as I felt her lips wrap around my shaft, her tongue lapping against the head, her hands gently cradling my near-to-bursting balls.

Kelly proceeded to give me an amazing blowjob, sucking me smoothly, jerking the base, rubbing my balls. She didn’t seem to be in any hurry, perfectly comfortable to be half-hidden under the blanket, on her knees, licking and kissing my dick like it was candy. She gave it long, wet licks from top to bottom, then twirled her tongue around the head. She used both hands to stroke the sex izle base while she held the tip between her lips, her tongue slurping all over my dripping crown.

She pumped her head up and down, the whole time humming quietly, letting me know how much she loved being on her knees with my dripping erection in her mouth.

“Kelly,” I gasped, “I’m gonna cum soon.”

My warning made her work even harder, fisting my cock and rubbing my balls, sucking hard. “Oh, goddddd Kelllyyyyy,” I wailed.

“Mmmmpppfff!” she squealed around my rod. I looked up at the dark silhouette of a mountain against the night sky as an enormous load of semen blasted from my cock. I hadn’t cum in over a week, maybe two. I groaned as I spurted over and over, filling Kelly’s mouth with warm goo. Kelly held her lips tight around my gushing rod, gently milking me with her hands, humming happily while she swallowed every drop.

When I was finally done Kelly rose up and gave me a kiss. “That was awesome, dude,” she said. “Hope you liked it.”

I gasped. “Yeah, I liked it,” I assured her. “You sure you don’t want me to take care of you?” I asked, being a gentleman.

“We’re good,” she said. “I wouldn’t mind going back to the seats and using your shoulder for a pillow, though. We have a long night.”

“Sounds good to me,” I said, zipping up my pants.

Kelly and I went back to our seats but there was no sign of Tim or Missy. The train hadn’t stopped so we knew they had to be around, so we didn’t worry. I slid in first and leaned against the window, then Kelly sat down next to me and leaned her head on me. It was dark. I put my arm around her and she snuggled up to me, draping her arm across my chest. I was as content as I’ve ever been, Kelly’s warm body pressed against mine, my balls drained, the train rocking us to sleep, another two weeks of adventure laying ahead.

Sometime in the middle of the night I woke up in the dark train car. It took me a moment to get oriented. Kelly’s head was on my shoulder and I noticed the seat across from us was still empty.

“You awake?” Kelly whispered.

“Yeah,” I said groggily.

“I have an idea what will help us get back to sleep,” Kelly whispered as she dropped her hand in my lap. She stroked me to hardness in a matter of seconds and deftly went to work on my button and zipper.

“That definitely might help,” I said as I helped Kelly push my pants down to my knees. Kelly pulled the blanket over her, took my hard cock in her hands and dropped her head down, sucking me into her mouth. Kelly gave me a sweet, slow blowjob, bobbing her head, jerking my cock, even dropping her head down to lick and suck my sweaty balls. She kissed every inch of my shaft and licked it all over. When Kelly felt me start to buck my hips off the seat she clamped her mouth over the head and jerked the base, coaxing another load of sperm into her hungry mouth.

Kelly kept her lips wrapped tight around me until my shooting stopped, then licked the last few drops from the head before she emerged from under the blanket and made a show of swallowing my load.

“Your cum tastes good,” she smiled, then dropped her head back down on my shoulder. “Let’s go back to sleep now, OK?” she said

“Sure,” I said.

When I woke next it was light and the train was pulling into the station. Tim and Bill were sitting in the seat across from me and Kelly was gone. I never saw her again, but I’ll never forget that train ride or the girl from Texas in the summer of 1985.

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