They Met on a Train

Lawrence

I could not help but do a double-take. The sexy, authoritarian look in my wife's eyes was unmistakable.

"Of course, darling," I answered Constance while rubbing her back. I felt her press against my caressing hand. Hmmmm...

"Marty, Laura... Why don't you come down to our quarters. The compartment is actually quite large, accommodating four. It's divided into a sitting and a sleeping area. It should prove a pleasant enough place to continue our discussion," I asked looking expectantly at our companions. I didn't want this conversation to end. This couple was having the most amazing effect on Constance. I could almost sense her opening up to me and the possibility was thrilling.

"Allow me to lead the way," I said, taking Constance's right hand. The walk down the narrow corridor of a train is always awkward and can only be done single file. Our group did not say much on the way. Finally, I stopped outside our door and unlocked it. I entered and held the door open for our guests.
 
Marty

As we walked down the train to the sleeping berth, I walked behind Laura and couldn't help but admire her sexy lttle backside.

I was a little off-guard about bein in a sleepin berth with this couple, but when Lawrence opened the door, I felt more relaxed. We walked into a much smaller version of what we had just left.

"Nice place ya got here, Lawrence."

I guided Laura to a seat, and then went to stand by the window for a few seconds. It was dark out there, only lights from various houses or small towns visible. My thoughts drifted towards my Ma - she had been born and raised out here, in the Mid West. She had told us stories about growing up in a small town. She had liked it Ok, until she met my Pa and got to New Jersey. Ma was devoted to her family, her family to her. Leanin against the window, I was hopin that Laura and I would make it out there in time.

Hearing a buzz of conversation behind me, I turn around and find that Lawrence is looking at me with a questioning look.

"Would you care for another drink, Marty? Or has something in the window caught your attention?"

I smile at how engrossed I was with my thoughts, and look back to Lawrence...

"Well, a beer would go down nice about now."
 
Laura

I couldn't believe I was finally going to see a sleeping car. As Lawrence opened the door, I expected something out of a fairy tale, I think. It may seem silly, but I really imagined something out of a fairy tale movie set. A large bed, covered in silk sheets and a large comforter with lace edges; big fluffy pillows and a canopy with sheer fabric running to the floor. Imagine my disappointment when it turned out to be...well, a kinda small room with two fold down beds, currently folded up and a small area for seating with some chairs and a table/bench combo that looked like it was taken from a diner somewhere.

Suddenly it dawned on me why Lawrence and Constance were desperate for company. In the little time I had spent with them, I could tell that they were very classy people. And this was so unlike a room that I would have pictured them in, I couldn't imagine how they were taking it.

I tried to be enthusiastic, though. "Wow! Compared to sleeping in your seat, this must be a slice of heaven! Someday Marty and I will be able to afford a room like this."

We all enterd to sit down and I got caught up in looking around. I realized Marty and Lawrence were talking and then Lawrence dug around in their stuff for a moment and came up with a bottle of red wine. "I'm sorry I don't have any beer, but there is this. I had planned on opening this when we arrived at the coast, but I think it perfectly appropriate to christen our friendship. Oh, wait, I'll be right back, I have to nip down the lounge to grab a few glasses."

As Lawrence left the compartment, I found myself wondering how it would be to live in his world. What would it be like to be his wife? Having to wear all those fancy clothes and go places all the time. Marty put his arm around me. Feeling it, I wondered if I could trade the tenderness and comfort that Marty gives me, for the somewhat stiif behavior that Lawrence and Constance seemed to think was appropriate for appearances.

Wow, I was getting all philosophical, must be the liquor from earlier in the lounge starting to affect me. I had to watch myself, otherwise I get a bit frisky when I'm tipsy, and there wasn't much place on a train for fun.
 
Constance

As Lawrence left to go get glasses, I believed I saw something cross Laura's features. It only lasted a moment, and then it was gone, but I was curious as to what she was thinking.

As Martin sat down and put his arm around her....so casually, as if it were nothing...I feel something stir within me. I wonder what it would be like to be able to be so free with one's affections. If I were to do that with Lawrence, what would his reaction be? What would our friend's reactions be? But, then, do these two in front of me necessarily care?

I begin to contemplate why I've always set such importance on what others thougth was important. My own family had my life pre-planned from the time I was born - all the appropriate schools, only the "best" of our crowd would do for friends, even my choice for husband was limited. Oh, that's not to say I wouldn't have choosen Lawrence, I truly do love him. Yet, even now, on this dismal train, I worry about what the other passengers will think. People I will never see again. I can't help but wonder why. And what it would be like to live a life independent from others opinions and ideals.

Realizing that I've neglected my guests to my own musing, I smile at them.

"Well, Laura, I suppose this isn't quite the 'romance' you had in mind, was it? Well, that is what traveling on a train is about."

With that, Lawrence returned with glasses in hand...
 
Laura

I stumbled for words. I really didn't want Constance to know what I had been thinking. "Oh, I don't know. Having your own space on a train like this can be romantic if you've got the right person with you," I said looking at Marty. "Actually, anywhere can be romantic if you are with someone you love." The look in Marty's eyes told me that he felt exactly the same way.

I couldn't help it. I kissed my sweet fiance right on the lips. The kiss deepened into something hot and deep. I lost myself in the feel of his mouth for a moment, then realized how we must look. Funny, I has never had a problem showing affection in front of others before. Somehow it seemed wrong. I wasn't going to let this couple stop me from being myself. I planted another quick peck on Marty's mouth for good measure.

I noticed the shocked look on Constance's face even though she tried to hide it. I leaned over and patted her knee. "I hope I didn't offend you, but I have never believed in hiding my affection for someone I love. I don't think it's healthy for a relationship besides it's a heck of a lot of fun!" I smiled and to my surprise so did Constance.
 
Marty

I saw Lawrence rootin' around and comin' up with a bottle of red wine. I guess a little wine wouldn't kill me, but another beer woulda been better. Of course, the wine I've had in the past was $10 a gallon, this bottle was probably quite a bit more than that. Well, I guess beggars can't be choosers. Lawrence opened the door to go grab some glasses, when I noticed Laura eyeing him with a thoughtful look. I've seen that look before, it was her "Wouldn't it be nice if..." look. And for a moment, I had to agree, it would be nice to have that kinda dough. But then I wondered if we would get as uptight as them with all that money to deal with.

I wrapped my arm around Laura and gave her a little squeeze hug. I looked her in the eyes and saw her warm loving face smile back at me. I knew I wouldn't give this up for the world. I looked back over to Constance who seemed caught up in a thought. I wondered if maybe all she needed was the same kinda hug from Lawrence. Then Laura caught me by surprise by planting a kiss right on my lips. At first I felt kinda weird with Constance right there, but with Laura, it just felt good, so I surrendered to her kiss. When I saw Constance's face, I knew that we has shocked her a little, but there was also something else, envy, maybe. I shook it off as Laura tried to explain to her how she felt about displaying affection.

As if on cue, Lawrence came back with a set of four glasses and a couple of beers. He turned to me, "I figured as long as I was at the bar, why not make everyone happy."

It hit me. Me and Lawrence were not all that different. Sure we came from different circles and our methods were different, but he wasn't no stick-up-the-ass rich boy. He just wanted people to be happy, same as me.

"Hey Lawrence, you're all right." And I meant it. Maybe I could help him some, I could try to get him to loosen up a bit. What are friends for, after all?
 
Lawrence

I made my way back to the lounge car with great haste. There was a certain excitment in my step and I found myself wanting to return to our berth as quickly as possible, not wanting to miss a word of conversation. I was used to taking charge of things and felt a little off when events occurred without my knowledge. While at the bar, it suddenly dawned on me how foolish it would be not to bring back some beer. Not everything needed to be celebrated with fine wine after all, did it? Marty's laid back attitude was already beginning to influence me and it felt superb! I wanted to bring back 3 beers, knowing Constance would never stoop so low, but I could only carry 2 along with the glasses. I scurried back to our berth and entered.

The second I entered I knew I had missed something. Laura's hand was on my wife's knee as she spoke of not wishing to offend her. Constance, apparantly not offended, had a genuinely beautiful smile on her face. Marty looked at me with a beaming smile across his face, the first I'd seen from him. Eager to rejoin the conversation, I presented the beer and glasses. Marty told me I was "all right". Ha! "All right". I don't know that I'd ever been called that before! "Well Marty, you and your lovely fiancee are pretty 'all right' yourselves." I said with a slightly self-conscious chuckle. "Here Marty, have a beer."

Constance looked at me with an impish, playfully questioning expression and said, "Well, Lawrence darling, where is my beer?" You could have knocked me over with a feather. Now I really knew I had missed something when I was gone.

"Well, my love, I didn't think...." My kneejerk reaction to apologize was cut off when I realized she was playing with me. Chuckling, and placing my hand on her knee, I began rubbing slowly as an unmistakable look of desire was in her eyes. My thoughts shifted to more intimate matters. Nature was beginning to take its course and perceptions of social modesty were fading. I glanced at the other couple, realizing they probably hadn't had a chance to make love on this train. Excitement began stirring in my body and for the first time ever in front of others, I leaned in and kissed my wife fully on the lips....
 
Marty

I almost laughed when Lawrence kissed Constance. It was so unexpected! Yup, Lawrence and I had a lot in common. He apparently loved kissing his wife just as much as I loved to kiss Laura.
In fact...

I reached over and pulled Laura into my lap, adoring her giggle of delight. She loved it when I showed my affection for her in public. I enjoyed the feeling of my sweetheart in my arms for a moment. Her perfect little ass was nestled over my...

"We can't let them have all of the fun," I said, right before I kissed her.
 
Laura

I let out a quick scream of delight as Marty's strong arms pulled me on to his lap. My eyes had widened and I felt an excited stir when I saw Lawrence kiss Constance. She really seemed to be loosening up. The way they were getting into it was really turning me on! I was glad to see Marty was enjoying it too. I had been trying to talk Marty into a threesome for a while, just for fun, but his values were kind of old fashioned and he really didn't like the idea of sharing me. Maybe this would be our chance.

My body was on fire from all the pent up sexual energy inside me. I had masturbated in the bathroom a couple of times on the train, but not having Marty's hard cock inside me was really driving me crazy. He pulled me on to his lap and I felt his huge dick pressing into my ass. After a quick glance at Constance I started grinding my ass into his crotch, feeling his manhood start to grow and poke into me harder. God, I wanted to fuck him so bad! I hoped the other couple would want to have some fun too, but if not, I wanted them to watch us. I wanted them to see my lover's cock and all the nasty things I so loved to do to it. I leaned up and took Marty's mouth full on to mine, kissing and sucking his tongue as I got hotter and hotter.....
 
Lawrence

I had not kissed my wife in public since the day we married - and that a quick, appropriate peck.

Now, damnit, I was going to enjoy her and if she didn't like....well, we could argue about it later! As I lifted my head from hers, I saw a dreamlike quality I'd not seen since our honeymoon. I looked across at our guests, and was somewhat embarassed, but more intrigued by what I saw. Laura, so cute, grindng that cute ass of hers in Marty's lap. I just knew he had to be hard as a rock. Constance was looking as well, with partial disapproval, partial envy.

No longer able to control my urges, I bent ove to her and kissed her with a passion I didn' t realize I still had. My hand made its way to her wonderful breasts, and I felt her stiffen at first and then relax under my hand. I stroke and kneaded her breast and, as my reward, I could feel the tight nub of her nipple pressing through her clothing. I knew she must have felt common, but I was enjoying what I was doing and I think she was as well.

I could feel my cock grow rigid in my pants, and though a bit embarassed myself, my natural urgings came forth. I picked up my wife's hand and laid it in my lap. Surely she would feel the hardness there. I waited, and felt her begin to remove her hand. I grasped it again and held it to my lap.

"Oh, please, Constance.....please...."
 
Constance

I was frozen between my feelings and my upbringing. On the one hand, Lawrence's lips on mine felt marvellous and there was something different in doing it here in front of strangers. I began to relax into the kiss a little, after all, it was just a kiss.

There was a rustle of movement and, embarassed, I stopped to see what was going on. Laura and Marty had started kissing, too, but Laura was now sitting in his lap. And it looked like she was rubbing her bottom into his crotch. I was stunned, it was so...so wrong to be doing this here in public. But yet, I couldn't stop watching. They looked so happy together.

Lawrence reached over to caress my breast while kissing me. Scandalous thoughts raced through my brain as I struggled to think of some way to keep things under control, but as I felt my nipple harden, I knew my bady was playing the traitor. In his lap, he wanted me to feel his excitement, but that was too much and I started to remove my hand, when he grasped my wrist and said for what might have been the first time in too many years, "Please..."

I could hear the sounds of heavy kissing and movement from nearby. All other sounds had dampened out, there was silence except for the four of us. My hand remained in Lawrence's lap and time seemed to stop for a moment. I could feel the room around me like a sixth sense. A feeling of intense "otherworldliness" slowly built up until it was more than I could handle.

I broke the kiss and stood up, fixing my clothes, "Umm...Laura, dear, can I speak to you over here for a minute. There's something I need to discuss with you..."
 
Laura

As I wiggled into Marty's lap, I could feel his erection growing. It seemed it had been so long since we had been able to satisfy each other, and I knew that Marty wanted me as much as I did him.

I keep rubbing against his hardness as our lips meet and our tongues do their own dance. I feel Marty move his hand over my breast and I sigh into his mouth. Marty's hands could perform magic on my body. I wrap my arms about his neck allowing him free and easy access to both breasts, which he eagerly accepts. My only concern is that we must stop this and then go back to our seats for the remainder of the night and fight frustration. In the back of my mind, I try to think of any place on the train where Marty and I might hide away for a "quickie".

Suddenly Constance's words invade my mind. Talk? She wants to talk at a time like this? Is this woman truly made of ice? I could see out of the corner of my eye that her husband had been putting the moves on her.....how could she not respond?

Reluctantly, I give Marty one more long, slow kiss, before pulling back. I look at Marty with regret in my eyes, but, after all, these people have been so nice to us so far, I really should find out what it is that she wants.

Placing a light peck on Marty's nose and then his mouth, I feel him draw me to him in a huge hug, as his lips devour mine. I know he doesn't want to stop, and neither do I......but Constance is waiting. I pull away and tell Marty I should see what she wants. I hear Marty mutter "bitch" under his breath, and give him a scolding look, before rubbing my ass once more against him and climbing from his lap.

"Uh, sure Constance. What's on your mind?"

As I straighten my clothes and walk over to her...
 
Constance

"I am sorry to take you away from your... er, kissing. Goodness, Martin looks as if he wants to kill me. What I wanted to ask you, I mean, what... I don't know why this is so difficult," I said trying to come up with words that would make me sound like less of an idiot. Finally, I just blurted it out, "Laura, I have a wonderful marriage. Lawrence and I are very happy, but I have always felt, and I am sure that Lawrence has as well, that something has been missing. Watching you and Martin this evening has made me all too aware of it. I admire your ability to make Martin so happy. I hope that this will not make you uncomfortable but I would like to learn from you on this trip. Please forgive me if I am being to frank." I finish, blushing furiously.

Lawrence seems so taken by Laura's free spirit. Maybe it's time I release myself.
 
Marty

Oh my God my balls were ready to explode! 3 days without Laura's pussy, mouth and tongue were drivin' me up a fuckin' wall! She tried to give me a handjob under my jacket the first night on the train but there were too many people around. Finally we were gettin' a chance to let go a little. Lawrence and Constance were startin' to go at it but even if they weren't, Laura's ass grindin' into my cock was makin' me forget they were even there. I was gonna fuck my girl tonight even if we had to do it standin up in the ladies room.

I grabbed her tits and started squeezing them. God, Laura had the nicest tits I'd ever seen before. Perfectly round, firm, soft brown nipples, always sat up so nice and high she didn't even need a bra, but she wore one anyway cause she knew how much I loved those little satin panties and bras she wore. My tongue shot into her mouth and I attacked her with my lips and hands. Laura always liked it a little bit rough. She always wanted to do these little role playing things where I tied her up and stuff, which I thought was a little weird, but she loved it so I was startin to get used to it. For a second I tried to picture Lawrence and Constance doin something like that and I almost started laughin my ass off.

Just when we were gettin into it Constance wants to see Laura. Oh my fucking God I thought to myself, tryin to put the brakes on all the blood rushing to my cock. I'm tryin to be polite but Jesus fucking Christ did this woman even have a vagina? Lawrence was doin real good tryin to heat her up but oh well..."bitch" was what I said, but that was tame compared to what was really floatin around in my head.

They went over to talk and I looked at Lawrence, my sympathy going out to him. He had money but boy, I wouldn't want to trade lives with him. Ah well, after my sexual frenzy died down a little I felt better. Constance wasn't a bad woman and I was checkin her out over there with Laura. Her nipples were pressin' out and hm, she looked pretty good.

I looked at Lawrence again and just shook my head. Hell, what could two guys say to each other at a time like this?
 
Lawrence

I was in heaven. Constance not only left her hand in my lap, I could have sworn she even gave me a little squeeze before she got up off my lap. I knew things were going fast for her and I was still confident when she called Laura over to the side. I knew that since she hadn't screamed and run out of the room or something similar that she was loosening up.

I looked over at Marty, he seemed pissed. I didn't understand at first, but then it dawned on me. How could he know what I knew? I caught his eye and he shook his head, thinking things were going badly. Under my breath I called to him, "Psst...hey!" He looked over at me. "Sorry about that Marty, this is a little new on us. My wife and, to be truthful, I are a little nervous. But I'm still doing ok, and she'll come around, trust me."

We both looked back at the girls and I could see him eyeing Constance. Somehow it didn't seem so bad to me, since I was checking out Laura at the same time. Marty looked back at me, then he saw where I was looking, paused for a moment and then laughed as he clapped me on the shoulder, "Well, Lawrence, at least you've got good taste."

I winked back at him. "We both have good taste, Marty."
 
Marty

Hell, at a time like this what else could a guy do? I just had to laugh (or try to) and pretend I wasn't walking around with the world's biggest fuckin hardon ever. Yeah, right!

As I stared at the girls, I wondered what 2 women could be talking about right now. I knew Laura, and I knew that she was hot right now. She wanted it and wanted it bad, and here she was talking to Constance like they were at one of the funny teas women go to.

I knew I was in Lawrence's private quarters, but both of us are hanging there with stiff cocks and our women are probably deciding what color the curtains should be.

"Ah, you ladies think you could share your ideas with us, over here? It's getting a little lonesome over here with just Lawrence. No offense, you understand?"

I sit back down and wait for Laura to come join me...
 
Laura

I can tell right away that Constance is just nervous. I think she really is into what's going on, but her proper manners are giving her fits. It's a shame cause I know Lawrence would probably like to be giving her fits right now.

"Constance, I know you're a little jumpy, but I can help you. Just let me help you." I calm her down and direct her gaze over to the two boys who are checking us out from across the room. "Doesn't that make you feel loved?"
 
Constance

I awaited Laura's reply being all too aware that both gentlemen were eyeing us with a curious combination of frustration and attraction. I must say I was quite flattered with the way Martin was looking at me. He appeared to be staring right at my breasts! I blushed a little but the excitement within me was stirred even more. He was such a rugged looking man. Please, don't get me wrong, I love my Lawrence and he's proven to be...well, an adequate lover, but Martin's eyes, well...and his arms...and chest....Oh, dear! What ever am I thinking? I would never be unfaithful to Lawrence! Although, if he's here and he approves would that be infidelity? Oh, shame on me! Perhaps I should forget this whole preposterous idea.

I began walking back to the men lost in my confusion when Laura grabbed my arm and pulled me back to her. I stood looking into the beautiful girl's eyes as she smiled warmly back at me.

"Yes Laura?" I stammered, almost wanting to cry.

She pointed out the men asking if their looks made me feel loved. Well, I suppose they did.

"I'm sorry to have disturbed the two of you, Laura. Let's rejoin them shall we?" I took a deep breath and headed back to Lawrence intending to give him a night to remember....
 
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Lawrence

The girls had obviously finished their "chat". Constance looked different. I could not get over her naked appraisal of Martin. It made me think of how I had been looking at Laura. The sexual energy between Martin and Laura was incredible and I was starting to realize how much it was affecting both of us.

As Constance came closer, I got up and moved behind her. I wrapped my arms around her and pulled her close, my hands resting just below the delicate swell of her breasts. My lips brushed the nape of her neck. She shivered, wriggling against me.

I bent to speak directly into her ear, whispering so that my breath teased her. "Constance, keep moving your sexy little derriere like that. You know what you're brushing, don't you? I know you can feel it, you sweet little tease." I pulled her closer, tighter so she could not mistake my erection pressing against the cheeks of her ass.
 
Constance

Having watched Laura and Marty kissing and stroking each other, had stirred something deep inside of me. Some sort of raw passion that was almost to the point of being frightening.

When I walked back to Lawrence, I wasn't certain how he would take to my advances - would he be too shocked? Would he laugh? But as I rubbed myself against him, I felt him get hard, and he words were only encouraging. As his arms closed about me tighter, bringing me more firmly against him, I could feel myself becoming bolder. This was my husband after all....why shouldn't I be able to enjoy what Laura and Marty so obviously took for granted.

I turned in Lawrences arms and raised my face to his. No more encouragement was needed, as Lawrence held my face in his hands as his lips met mine. At first, his kiss was gentle, almost fearful. I wrapped my arms around his neck and began to kiss Lawrence with a passion I didn't know I had. I could feel Lawrence's arms wrap around my waist as he returned the passion of my kisses.

Suddenly, quite surprisingly, I feel his tongue attempting to make entrance. I gladly accept him, sucking gently on his tongue and hearing his moans. He grinds his hips into mine and I can feel his full erection. I don't know if Marty or Laura are looking or not, but the feeling that they might be is causing such a delightful current of excitement to run through my body. I almost feel wanton.

Lawrence leads me over to another couch, where we sit. As Lawrence brings his hand up to cup my breast, I sigh against him. Oh, it has been so long since either of us allowed our hunger for each other show through. I reach down and begin to rub my husbands waiting erection. As I slowly unzip his pants, I find myself holding my breath, waiting in anticipation.

"Be careful, Constance, that you can finish what you are starting."

I hear before I reach in to free Lawrence's erection into my hand, and begin to stroke him.

"Don't worry, honey, I plan on doing just that."
 
Laura

I felt so good seeing Constance responding to Lawrence that way. When she pulled out his cock, I wasn't shocked in the least. I knew she had it in her. "You go, girl," I thought with a smile.

While I had been watching the other couple, I neglected to see my finace stand up. It came as a complete surprise when I found myself pressed against the wall, his long hard body pinning me in place. His mouth came down on mine in a kiss that was shattering in its intensity. I could not catch my breath. He seared my soul with his lips, teasing me with his tongue. Marty's hand took possession of my right breast, even as he pinned both my hands above my head with the other. I moaned and bowed my body into his, my sex grinding against the hardness of his cock. His lips left mine, only to travel the sensitive skin of my neck. He stopped for a moment, just for a second, to draw my top over my head. His lips descended upon the tops of my breasts while his hands struggled to unclasp my bra. The closure relented and the garment slithered to the floor. I slumped against the wall as his mouth sought the hardening flesh of my nipples.
 
Lawrence

My wife's responses to this situation were absolutely overwhelming me. Never in our marriage or the few encounters I had before Constance had I been this excited, or had my penis been so hard. I couldn't hold back my words as she pressed against me with that sumptuous body that I loved so much. All the secret, darker fantasies I had kept hidden in my own mind were coming to the surface. I felt like an animal and loved it!

As I kissed my lover passionately, I had to slip my tongue in her mouth. She sucks it and I'm taken over by other forces. I want to fuck her so hard! I grind my hips into hers with my hard cock. She is such a beautiful woman and her letting down her guard like this is mind bogglingly arousing. Taking care not to lose all sense of decorum, I collect myself and lead her to the couch. I touch her breast and she touches my penis, instantly creating a wet spot at the top of my trousers. She rubs my cock more forcefully than ever before. I need to make sure she will not change her mind at this point. This time I will not accept it. She assured me she'd complete the act and took my bare penis into her hand, stroking me so wonderfully, drops of precum were spilling onto her hand.

I take a second to glance over at the other couple just as Marty is removing Laura's bra. Oh, dear God! I had to fight with all the force I had to keep from cumming as I saw Laura's breasts for the first time with Marty attacking them ferociously. A loud grunt escapes my lips at the sight. Constance knows I'm enjoying Laura's body and I hope she won't mind. She leans into me and whispers in my ear:

"Laura is a pretty girl, isn't she dear? Fuck me like you want to fuck her my love."

"AAAAHHHH!!..." Passion seizes my soul as I cry out and push my wife down on the couch. I tear her blouse and bra off and yank her skirt down followed by her sky blue panties. Without even thinking I bury my face in her pussy, something she usually doesn't care for. This time though, she wraps her legs around my head and bucks her hips into my awaiting mouth.

"Oh God Larry! Oh God, Fuck me baby!" Her cries and my moans echo throughout the train....
 
Marty

Now things were movin' more like I was hopin'. Obviously Constance had reached some sort of decision. So I reached a different decision and decided to meet my wife halfway. I caught her on the way back to me and pushed her up against the wall in my insistence for her body.

I pulled her shirt over head, revealing her treasures enclosed in a rather ordinary bra. Moving down to tease her nipples through the fabric, I had a litle trouble with the catch, but soon enough her pert globes hung free. I took her breasts into my hands and mouth as I devoured the tasty flesh. Laura's moans let me know I was doin' a good job keepin' her happy.

Working my way down her front I kissed a path to her waiting pussy. Pulling her pants off, I worked my fingers into her cotton panties, sliding my hands over the slightly muscled cheeks of her ass.

Hearing noise behind me, I turned to see Lawrence dip his head in between a now naked Constance's legs. I am caught staring too long at her her body, as I feel Laura turn my head back towards her. "See something you like, honey?"

I was stunned. Was this my Laura, talking about another woman as though she wanted to share? I stood up and kissed her on the mouth, "Laura, I see lots of things I like, and you're first on the list."
 
Lawrence

Enjoying Constance's delicious pussy with my mouth was something I had wanted to do but had always been denied. Now as my tongue traced her lips and I picked up her scent, I knew I would not stop. And Constance crying out her encouragement to me with her legs wrapped firmly around my head, only told me she was enjoying it as much as I.

Spreading her pussy lips wide, I began to lap at her juices, tasting the sweetness so long forbidden to me. Holding Constance by her hips, I buried my tongue deep into her pussy, feeling the softness of her walls and the wetness within. Circling my tongue around, I tried to go as deep as possible. Constance was pushing her hips into my face, wanting me to make her cum. Yes....I would do that...eventually!

Taking my tongue from her, I inserted one finger as my lips found her clit. Teasing her with my tongue, gently sucking her, I brought her time and again to the brink of orgasm, only to deprive her. I felt her hands in my hair, pushing my face into her pussy, and I smiled at her urgency.

Pulling back slightly, I lick my tongue from her anus to her clit...slowly enjoying the full taste of her. As she cries out, I know that I have found something that will bring Constance to the brink. By now she is begging me to let her cum, and she does so prettily that I can no longer resist.

Inserting 2 fingers into her pusy, I begin to stroke her, as my lips wrap around her clit and I begin to suck. My tongue flicks over her clit, as she raises her hips towards me. I increase the pressure I am sucking with until I hear Constance begin to cry out and writhe. Knowing she is close, I cling to her clit and suck and lick like crazy. As Constance allows herself over the edge, I almost cum myself. But instead I enjoy the feeling of her pushing against my face, as her pussy spasms around my fingers.

As she finishes her orgasm, I crawl up to her, kissing her, allowing her to tast herself on me. As I move to her breast to suck, I give her my 2 fingers that were inside of her, and she starts to suck eagerly.

Finally, I can contain myself no longer. Moving between her thighs, I position my cock at her pussy entrance, and with one shove, I ram my cock into her. As I begin to fuck her, I look over at Marty and Laura, and then back at Constance, who is watching them with more interest than I. I begin to move within her....
 
Laura

Marty's devotion to me made me laugh sometimes. Here he was watching another woman get her pussy sucked and he tells me that I'm first on his list just so I won't get mad or something. Men are funny. I loved watching Marty watching them and getting turned on by it. I was getting pretty turned on myself watching Constance squirming around like that while Marty played with my tits and pussy. I had never been with a woman before but it had always been a big fantasy of mine. In high school I used to look at my girlfriend's naked bodies and wonder what it would be like to make love to them but I never had the chance, until now maybe? God, I was getting so hot watching them, and Lawrence's stiff cock hanging out wasn't hurting either! It wasn't as big as Marty's but I sure wouldn't mind giving it a lick or two.

I knew Lawrence was looking at me too, which turned me on beyond belief! I wanted to give him a little show. Whenever he glanced at me I played with my tits and pinched my nipples while moaning and smiling back at him. By this time, Marty had pulled my plain panties down(damn, I wish I'd worn something sexier!) and was engrossed in eating my pussy so he couldn't see me. Mmmmmm, I wanted to devour him! Constance was close to cumming by now. I pulled Marty up and quickly stripped him of his clothes. Before he could think I dropped to my knees and took his rugged cock into my hand, stroking it and playing with his balls as I looked up at him. I slid us over so we were now just a few feet from the other couple, my ass sticking out at a 45 degree angle toward them. With a deep moan I took Marty's shaft deep down my throat, cupping his strong ass and gliding my head back and forth over his incredible length. I was quite good at this and had no problem relaxing my throat enough for him to fill me completely. I squeezed his ass and moaned into his cock as he groaned back and fought to stay on his feet.

I looked up at him and saw his heavy eyelids staring at the other two as Lawrence mounted Constance and slid into her. Marty was losing it and grunted as he started pushing his cock harder and harder into my mouth. My head bobbed faster, meeting his every stroke as I tasted his precum on my tongue. We were all in a frenzy now, tongues and cocks working madly, groans getting louder by the second. As Marty prepared to shoot his load in my mouth I glanced sideways and put my hand on Lawrence's ass as he was thrusting into Constance. I slid my fingers up and down his crack and I think that sent the boys over the edge. Both of them started to writhe and groan and I felt the first spurts of Marty's cum hit my throat as I prepared to swallow every drop.....
 
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