Trans-continental Train (Open)

Johann

I followed her back to our "room". So easily I had started thinking of it as our room. As she entered the cabin, and turned back to look at me, I realised how close we were in the small cabin. I could smell her perfume as I closed the door and looked back at her.

Her movements were (or atleast seemed) somehow more sensual in the privacy of our room. She sat at the edge of the bed, her body nervous and vulnerable as a blush spread all over it. I shut the door and that brought a nervous smile to her lips. The way she bit her lip when nervous and the way her tongue ran over it languidly was very sensual to me. It made me want to feeel those lips and tongue in lots of other places. Her ample chest was heaving up and down making me focus again on that part of her body.

As I stood in front of her, and her eyes met mine, slowly I could see and feel the confidence returning to her eyes and her movements. She ran her slender hands through her hair the movement careful and sexy as she laid back on the length of the bed, balancing her weight on her palms, her body so curvy, so inviting. As if it was beckoning me to do more.

Her sensual body language was having its desired effect on me, when she almost whispered huskily, the sensuality touching her voice also, "Are you going to draw me? Or…Did you have something else in mind?"

My eyes ran over her languid form lying on the bed, moveing from her well formed legs, over her thighs, the slightly flared hips, and then curving into a slim waist, her bare belly, (a cute belly button too) and my eyes travelled higher onto her body.......her chest wasn't heaving now, but it seemed as if she had purposefully thrust it out just that bit to attract my eyes there. And her slim neck........My eyes travelled all over and then went back all the way down, feeling her legs quiver a bit and close slightly as my gaze returned to her upper thighs......and went down all the way to her doc martins......before finally settling on her eyes again.

Her eyes were staring back confidently at me now, the confidence of having lobbed the initiative back at me and ridding herself of the necessity to make decisions.

There was nothing else which I could have done at that moment. Every part of her was beckoning me. Her lips, her body, her eyes, everything. I just stood between her legs, hanging on the ground, and lowered my body onto hers, my whole body in line with hers, on top of her, touching her for the first time, as my lips came to rest on hers.

This was a much more passionate kiss. Our lips opened much wider and our tongues looking for each other immediately as they lashed against each other. My hands were on her sides, running lower from her shoulders, over her dress to her waist and gripping her there as my whole body pressed lightly into hers. Her softness encouraging me to make the kiss last longer.
 
Shae

IC: I watched him silently as he raked his gaze over me, it seemed as if he was almost undressing me with his eyes, or maybe willing the clothing away by his steamy look. In that moment, I felt absolutely incredibly sexy, and I loved it. Licking my lips again, I wanted nothing more then to place soft kisses all along his body, I cant believe I'm thinking like this, I thought quietly as my eyes trailed along his body. My hands ached to slide along his bare stomach and chest.

Johann took a couple steps towards me, standing between my legs as I leaned back against my hands. I could feel the warmth of him through our pants, and my leg moved just enough so that we touched. Looking directly into his eyes, I smiled softly, and he lowered himself down to kiss me full and passionately on the lips.

I was a bit surprised as his body pressed against mine, but the feeling was only momentary as I quickly lost myself in the depth and intensity of the kiss, his tongue gently teased mine into a slow erotic dance that words truly couldn’t describe. I moved my hands so that I was laying directly on the bed, so that I had the freedom to hesitantly touch his face, his neck, the back of his head, his shoulders and arms. I let my hands slide over him, adoring the warmth of his body against mine.

As his hands slid down my sides, I shivered slightly against him, I had never been touched by a man I hardly knew, but this was definitely something I wasn’t willing to stop. I felt him press his body closer to mine, and I responded by sliding my hands under his shirt from behind to run my hands over the warmth of his bare back, quite obviously wanting to touch as much of him as possible in the current position.

I gave a soft whimpering sound against the kiss, then hesitantly pulled back just enough to look into His eyes searchingly. “I’ve never done anything like this…” I whispered, feeling vulnerable and wonderful in this mans arms. He was so gentle and so incredibly handsome, and I realized that I trusted him, despite the fact I hardly new him.
 
Frank

Dinner was coming to an end and the people were starting to leave. This was getting to be one of the best train rides I've been on. I was glad this train was taking the longest possible route to LA cause I knew I didn't want to get off anytime soon. If you asked me before, I would've told you a route that went to every city all the way to Miami then to Cleveland, Nashville, Mobile, Chicago, St. Louis, New Orleans, Houston, Dallas, etc etc. up and down the whole way to LA was kind of silly. But not any more.

Shae and her new beau seemed in a great hurry, especially Shae. She hurrily paid for her meal and told me to keep the change. Not bad a 20 for a $10 meal. As they left, I caught myself staring at Shae's ass. The way it moved as she walked would bring any man to his knees.

I then brought Madeline her food. I had the kitchen staff rush to make her order because I wanted to talk to her again quickly. I don't know what it was about Madeline that sparked my eye. Maybe it was her smooth skin and her lovely face. But there was more. A certain kind of anticipation and eagerness about her. Must be her aura or something. But then again I never believed in any of that mumbo jumbo.

"Ta da! The best turkey club in the world, or at least on this train."
"That was fast! Boy this looks wonderful! Thank you Frank."

She looked up at me this time longer than before. She was studying my face, my eyes and I was doing the same. Suddenly I found myself talking.

"You know dinner is over in about a half hour, I was wondering if you'd like to get together later and maybe get to know each other a little better."

What?!!! Oh my I've never been that forward while working. I couldn't believe I said it. Now all I could do was stand there hoping she'd say yes.
 
Brianna

I slowly eat my dinner as the dining car clears out. A couple walks past me, holding each other close. I sigh, wishing for that type of intimacy. My waiter is flirting with a woman down at the other end of the car. Alone again.

I bury my nose back in my book as I nibble at my pasta. Handsome Jamie was taking Claire in a fit of passion. I frown, never knowing what that was like.

My boyfriend had left me just a week before, not to any great loss on my part. He believed in his pleasure only. I barely know what an orgasm is.

Shaking the memories out of my head, I bury back into my book.

"Are you done with that, ma'am?" the handsome waiter is standing over me, a questioning look on his face and a soft twinkle in his eye.

"Ummm...yes, I believe I am." I smile, pushing my glasses back up my nose.

"Would you care for any dessert? Coffee?"

I think a minute, wondering if I should, knowing it will go to my hips if I do. "Sure" I say, thinking why not, a new beginning means throwing caution to the wind! "Bring me something sweet."

He smiles, his bright eyes crinkling around the corners, and turn to get something for me.

I smile to myself, silently wishing and hoping.
 
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Debbie

You take my hand into yours.....your palm touching mine.....you say some thing to me in Italian.....then you say your name.....your palm feels as sweaty as mine yet I feel your warmth.......you lift my hand up and then slowly place it down on the table......My heart started to race.....thinking you were going to kiss my hand....then I realize you are as nervous as I am......
I am taken by your right away.....I have never met a guy like you.....Most of the guys I have gone out with were locals.....loud and obnoxious....full of sexual inuendo......I have only had a couple of real relationships.....
I hold back a smile as you stumble over your words and apologize for being so forward.....your eyes moving from my eyes as you check me out......Thinking to myself" Maybe he is not so different then the other guys"......I let a smile move along my lips....I say"...No need to apologize....I am flattered you invited me over"......I could not tell him I was thinking of him right before I took my nap.........As I spoke I could not help but let my eyes move across his body.....very nice.......Again thinking to myself..." He is nothing like the other guys I have dated"
You introduce Frank to me as he takes our order.......
We fall into some small talk.....As you fill our glasses with the wine you ordered......
As we enjoy our dinner and the wine we both take in the activity going on in the car.....In particular the little red head and her new friend......My spy guy in the back of the car.....Frank and a lady in a bright print dress.....and another lady buried in her book.....As the car begins to empty the little redhead and her friend pass us......after they put on a bit of a show.......at first I thought I could never do that......but the thought of it and seeing them sent a very warm feeling through out my body......
Another warm feeling was setting in...the wine....I am not a big drinker.......
Your eyes looking right into mine again......you say..." I want to learn all about you"......again stumbling over your words......a bit of a flush moves across your face....." Learn about you.....about life...here in the United States".......I hold back a little giggle but smile at you......Asking..." What would you like to know?"......." I have not been to many places......This will be the longest distance I have traveled from Maine ever"......
I am glad I did not giggle......you seem to calm a bit after you see me smile.....Our eyes still locked.....your eyes keep me in a trance......Your accent....your looks...... I say to you" I would also like to hear more about you...." Also wondering what you were really thinking.
Much more relaxed......Frank comes along and takes our empty plates away.....I lean back more in my seat....sipping the last of our wine....I flutter the front of my shirt because I am feeling a bit warm.....you ask " What is in LA"......I tell you out of a wim I applied for a job at the UCLA Medical Center....I am a nurse.....beyond my wildest dreams I got the job......So here I am.....Moving to LA.....
I loved the way you listened to me.....taking in every word.....Then I placed my glass on the table......letting my hand slide on top of your hand....Asking "So Tony...Antonio...I love the sound of that.... what brings you so far from home? What is in LA for you?" Your hand all the time feeling so warm under mine.
 
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Madeline DuBois

"You know dinner is over in about a half hour, I was wondering if you'd like to get together later and maybe get to know each other a little better." Frank looked down at me, waiting for my reply.

"Oh...I would love to...but..." Madeline knew that Kelly should have found her way into their room by now and possibly be wondering where she was. "Well actually Frank I'm supposed to be joined by a friend...how about this. Why don't you meet me in our room after dinner? It's number 16."

Madeline felt a blush forming on her face. She couldn't believe she asked him that. All she knew was that she wanted Kelly to meet him...and hopefully like him as much as she did!

Madeline fiddled with her rings...waiting for his answer.

OOC: Anyone want to take on the role of Kelly, Madeline's girlfriend?? I need someone to meet me, and hopefully "Frank", in my room ;)
 
Johann

As the kiss grew wilder, we were both lost in it totally. My hands were all over her and slowly she responded with the same passion. When she lay down on the bed totally with my body on top of hers, it felt like I had finally possessed her. My fingers ran over her skin as if they belonged there. My lips sucked on hers as if they had been tasting the honey from there throughout their lives. My tongue sought hers as if searching for a long lost friend.

As her hands held me and drew me closer onto her, I could feel the softness of her breasts on my chest. Her hands ventured under my shirt and as they ran on my back a thrill ran down my spine.

Finally we broke the kiss, our eyes on each others as she said, “I’ve never done anything like this…” I kissed her lightly back on her cheeks and whispered back at her, "Neither have I, Shae...........Do you think we should get on with the potrait now. I can hardly wait to get my eyes on your natural beauty."
 
Shae

IC: I swallowed hard, gazing into his lovely eyes as the words left his mouth.

"Neither have I, Shae...........Do you think we should get on with the potrait now. I can hardly wait to get my eyes on your natural beauty." His voice was soft, and my breath caught in my chest at the seducing tone.

Gently I pushed him back off of me, letting him roll onto his side still incredibly close to me. I didn’t push away the hands that caressed my waist, but sat up, and wordlessly began to lift the tank top over my head. The soft material sliding against my hot skin left me shivering, and I focused on the shivers rather then look back into Johann’s eyes.

I sat there before him, wearing nothing but my simple red lace bra, barely covering my breasts from his eyes. Finally, I managed to gain enough courage to glance sideways at him, unconsciously licking, then biting my lower lip as I did so, feeling my face heat to its expected glorious blush.

I let one of my hands drop to lightly caress the back of yours still resting against my waist, but made no further efforts to undress, my shy nature coming back in force.

“You really want to draw me?” I asked in a soft voice, I knew my voice sounded uncertain, but I couldn’t help it. Drawing his hand to my lips, I kissed his fingertips gently, nibbling on each in slow succession, using the time to get over her anxiety.

The truth was, I wanted his hands on me. He was so warm, and I thought I might explode if he didn’t. There was no turning back now, and I didn’t want to anyhow.
 
Johann

As she pushed me and let me roll on my side, I let my hands remain on her waist, lightly caressing her incredibly smooth skin there. The touch felt so warm there.

She sat up slowly. Everything seemed to be happening in slow motion now. As she started slipping her top off her body, my eyes fell on what I had been dying to see all evening. Her sensual breasts. They were encased in a red bra, the same color as her hair again. The contrast of the red on her pale skin was not lost on me. There were so many contradictions in this mysterious woman. What was seeming like a neat and maintained body soon was becoming a hot and sensuous body as her top came off.

Her breasts were partially exposed from the tops of the bra she wore. I could also make out the perkiness of her nipples through the material. It was clear that the excitement of the situation had gotten to them too.

Her whole body grew red as a blush spread all over her skin, as she finally looked me in my eyes again. The confidence seemed back.

Her hand found mine and pressed it against her skin, slowly raising it and sucking on my fingers making my whole body shiver as hers was too.

“You really want to draw me?” she asked questioningly. I held her by the waist and made her stand in front of me. Then I took her other hand and slowly unbuttoned the top button of her jeans with my hand first and then left her hand there answering, "Yes, Shae, I want to really draw you........on the paper first and later into my arms." as I saw her hands nervously shaking lightly on her jeans.
 
Shae

IC: I stood before him, shivering with anticipation, as he brought his hands to the buttons on my jeans. I thought my knees might give out, but luckily they were able to keep me up while he took my own hand and left them before my unbuttoned pants. I slipped out of my Doc Martins, taking a slow deep and steadying breath before looking back into his face.

Slowly, shyly, I pulled the zipper down, exposing the bright red color of my matching thong panties. I watched Johann’s face carefully, seeing the lust in his eyes as I hooked my fingers into the waist of my jeans and pulled them down over my hips in a teasingly slow motion, then let them drop to the floor without a word.

Licking my lips slightly, I stepped out of my jeans to stand before him in nothing but my matching thong and bra. Self consciously I ran my hand lightly over my stomach, watching his expression for any indication he liked what you saw before you.

“Do I hold up your expectation, Johann?” I whispered, taking another steadying breath before drawing one of his hands into mine to press it against my hips and guide it over the soft skin of my belly. I loved the feel of his hands on me, I just couldn’t get enough, and I wanted him to know it.
 
johann

I watched her as she shyly peeled off her jeans and exposed her almost nude body to me. My eyes were focussed on each inch of skin that was being unwrapped before me. The atmosphere in the room seemed to be getting hotter by the second now.

Her jeans dropped to the floor and my heart took a leap. She stood in front of me in just her thongs and bra. Her hands were on her tummy drawing my attention to her panties. They were high cut and exposed most of her upper thighs almost till her hips. My eyes travelled lower on the panties, smiling at the hint of whats hidden beneath.

“Do I hold up your expectation, Johann?” she asked me fully knowing the answer from my eyes already. Her hand took mine and ran it against her tummy. Slowly, it found a life of its own...running along her hihs and waist on the edge of her panties. as it travelled the path from the end of one hip to the other all along her pantyline, I could feel her body grow warm from the touch. My fingers jumper over the band of the panty and began tracing a line along the sides of her panty line now. her thighs quivering as I reached the skin on the side of the V. Did I feel a hint of moistness there?

"You know very well that you have a beautiful body, Shae! I can't believe that this is not a dream and that a sexy woman like you is standing in front of me like this. Do you think its time to get out of these last hindrances to your natural beauty too?", I said, pressing my fingers slightly harder in her thighs
 
Antonio

IC:
I nearly fall out of my chair when you tell me you are a nurse. It is no WONDER you could make me feel so nurtured and calmed around you! You are a professional!! "You must be a wonderful nurse. You look like you care deeply about things."

The next moment is intense and silent . . . and full of pleasure. I realize that I am aching to run my fingers through your hair (more of that "physical comfort food" that I picture you providing), when you are kind enough to return my question . . . hrmmmm . . . "For me? in LA?" Now that I was going to tell someone for the first time, what seemed like a Grand Adventure began to appear boring. But . . . that's no reason to lie, so . . .

"I'm going to start my own business. My family has long been in the business of collecting and selling fine instruments, and somewhere between my love for music and my treasured Stradivarius, which both my father and I learned to play upon, I will hopefully succeed in continuing that tradition . . . but in a wonderful new place."

My eyes grow large with the thought of the Pacific. An ocean so close to mountains. A land known for opportunity, ever since the Gold Rush. Why not me too, right? I think you must see my excitement, because when I land back on the train you are smiling . . . god, what a smile.

I can only assume that the tinge in your cheeks means that you feel the same sense of pulsing warmth that is soothing me, emanating from my chest and skittling across my face to tingle my hair all the way to the crown of my head. You flutter your shirt just then, and I know you must feel it.

Fulfilling my dinner promise, I pay Signore Capuzzo upon his next visit, and then with down-turned eyes . . . and a question mark in my heart, I stand and say, "A moment ago, I spoke to you of tradition. There is another in my family that I will honor now by bidding you good night. If I were to stay with you much longer, I'm certain I would not have the strength to be true to my self." Seeing your eyes narrow, and feeling a regret in my stomach that equalled the regret that the weakness I was attempting to avoid would surely have brought by morning, I take my opportunity to take and kiss that same tender hand that was only shaken before.

"In the morning, I will take breakfast in the open-air car that is second from the rear. If you join me there, I will know that I have not acted rashly, but merely prolonged the anticipation of your further acquaintance."

Kissing your hand again, I look up into your eyes hoping that you can read my sincerity in them. How old-fashioned and formal I probably look to her . . . damn, I hate being honorable . . .

Looking back at you twice before reaching the door, I retire to my sleeping berth for the night.

OOC:
Off to New York, kids!! anybody want an annoyingly unnecessary plastic object (fridge magnet, license plate frame, keychain) that says, "I :heart: NY"? I hear they've got some. See you on Monday. Much peace.
 
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Shae

IC: I held my breath as his hands traced the outline of my panties, he was so close to my most intimate of places I wondered if he could tell how excited his touches had me. I could hardly bring myself to move for fear he’d stop.

“You know very well that you have a beautiful body, Shae! I can't believe that this is not a dream and that a sexy woman like you is standing in front of me like this.” He began, “Do you think its time to get out of these last hindrances to your natural beauty too?" His words were warm, and I felt my body heat at his compliment, not with a blush, but with intense desire.

“Yes… I do,” I whispered, placing my hands on top of his once again, this time sliding one finger of each of his hands under my panties on either hip, letting him draw them down my legs with a quiet whimper at the way the material brushed against my skin. Raising my hands I unhooked the bra, hesitating a little as my shy nature reared its head once more, before letting the lacey material slide down my arms onto the floor, leaving me bare to his eyes.

“Your hands feel so warm against my skin…” I let the words fall from my lips, almost unconsciously while reaching my hand out to lightly caress his cheek then his neck. I was beginning to get rather exited, and my nipples stood at attention surrounded by the dusky rose color of my areola, begging to be touched.
 
Johann

I stared in wonder as she used my fingers to slip out of her panties, exposing the most private of her places to my hungry eyes now. I could see a sheen of moistness there telling me that she was getting as heated up about this as I was.

Then she took off the bra and finally I could lay my eyes on the wonderful body that was hers. The blush had spread evenly all over her skin. Her breasts looked so much like her. So soft and vulnerable, and at the same moment capped with nipples that displayed the same confidence that she did sometimes. They were perked up and erect almost tempting me to nibble at them.

“Your hands feel so warm against my skin…” she said as I felt her caress my face and neck. My hands, on their own accord, ran up to the sides of her body.....not touching her much as my fingers wondrously touched her lightly around her areola, one finger on each breast, moving around in circles, getting closer and closer to her nipples as they finally reached the tip and running over it once returned back to hold her hand on my cheek.

"Mmmmmmmmmmm," I said, "This is one of the most erotic bodies I have seen in my life. I think the fact that you are so turned on has really made your body come alive. It will really be a challenge to sketch you. I want to capture this sensual body forever in my mind and paper, so that I can carry you with me even after this journey is over."

My fingers then ran down to the undersides of her breasts.....running along the length of them before moving along her tummy and onto her navel and lower still.......again running my fingers the same route I had taken when she was wearing panties. Finally stopping very close to the place which seemed to me like the place I would want to call my own.
 
Shae

IC: It took all of the strength I had not to arch my back against his touch, pushing my breasts into his hands. The feather-light touch of his fingers against my hot skin was electrifying, and I heard my own breathing speed up for a moment in reaction. As his fingertips lightly brushed my nipples, I have a soft almost inaudible whimper and closed my eyes with pleasure, then bit my lip to smother the sound.

I felt a shiver traveling up the length of my body, from the my very feet up along the length of my long slim legs, the gentle curves of my hips, the soft flat expanse of my belly, up between my breasts to blossom out, encompassing them to, then creeping up my neck to spread down my shoulders and arms to my very fingertips.

Gently, I shook my wild hair out of my eyes, smiling down at him with the intensity of my emotion and reaction to him written clearly on my delicate features and in my large liquid green eyes.

“If you keep touching me…” I breathed out, “I won’t be able to sit still for my portrait.” I let my free hand lightly caress the lightly tanned flesh of my outer thigh, and taking another deep steadying breath.

“What position would you like me in?” I said, licking my lips before correctly, “I mean for the portrait…” I let my soft lips pull back in a little grin, then dissolved into blushes again. I couldn’t believe I was standing here completely nude and incredibly obviously turned on before this man.

The hand that had been caressing his cheek, slid to his neck, then along his shoulder before falling back to my side, holding my breath for what would happen next, what he wanted me to do, and I hoped, how he would touch me next.
 
Johann

“If you keep touching me…” she said, “I won’t be able to sit still for my portrait.” I didn't really want her to sit still for it. As I had expected, I had found to my delight that beneath the calm and composed exterior, there was a fireball waiting to explode. Her whole body seemed to be on the edge, on fire. Her blush (or was it flush) had deepened, specially more prominent on her breasts and inner thighs. I knew that to really capture a range of her emotions on paper, I would need to let her imagination run wild and pose for me.

“What position would you like me in?” she said, and I almost replied, "just like this ............ against that wall" before she took her time and corrected herself, “I mean for the portrait…”

I smiled back at her, my right hand travelling up all the way to her soft breast, cupping it from below in my palms, as my thumb found it's way to the erect peak and played with it, flicking it.

"I don't need you to sit still for the potrait, my dear" I said as my forefinger joined the thumb and trapped the pointy nipple between them, squeezing slightly, "You are free to alter the pose from time to time. In fact, I would prefer you to choose the position. Just remember that the picture I have in mind is something that is universally erotic and does justice to your raw sensuality. And I will want to keep touching you throughout the session. The more turned on we can get you, the more erotic the picture"

As I said this, I my hands off her body, felt her legs quiver. As I moved, her breast we right in front of my face. I couldn't resist. I slipped my tongue out and ran it around the hard nipple once.

Then I stood up and sat on the other side of the coach whispering to her, "Go on Shae.......Show me how erotic your imagination can be. Gimme a pose and we will take it from there."
as I withdrew my paper and putting it on the pad, placed it on my folded legs in front of me, the pencil in my hand as I sucked on its behind.
 
Shae

IC: "I don't need you to sit still for the potrait, my dear" He said.

He let his hands cup my breasts, then lightly pinch my nipples and I thought my body would burst into flames. It was incredibly erotic, the light touches here and there, I had the intense urge to push him on his back, straddle him and smother his entire body in kisses. I didn’t, but I had the urge.

"You are free to alter the pose from time to time. In fact, I would prefer you to choose the position. Just remember that the picture I have in mind is something that is universally erotic and does justice to your raw sensuality. And I will want to keep touching you throughout the session. The more turned on we can get you, the more erotic the picture" he added.

He flicked his thumb against my nipples lightly, and I swallowed hard, forcing my breathing to be steady and even when I could feel my heart thudding in my chest. His touches were so slow and gentle, as if he was priming me for something. And I guess he was, really, he was priming me for my portrait. A thought struck me, a horrible thought, what if he was only touching me to get the portrait right… No, no, I pushed that thought from my mind with force, I knew what I’d seen in his eyes.

Johann let his hand drop from my breasts, then leaned in to lightly slide his tongue around one of my nipples, I couldn’t help but give a little moan, then bite down harder on my lower lip to smother the pleasured sound, being a little embarrassed. He pulled away then, and stood up before me. For a split second I thought he would take me into his arms, but he didn’t, and I sighed softly, giving a soft sound of protest at the retreat of his touches.

"Go on Shae.......Show me how erotic your imagination can be. Gimme a pose and we will take it from there." He spoke quietly, and I could see the shadow of a smile around his mouth as he sat on the other couch/bed, withdrawing his drawing utensils and settling into watch me.

I had no idea what to do, so I just stood there shyly for a long moment looking at him. Slowly, I turned, dropping down on my hands on the bed, then bringing my knee up to crawl slowly onto the bed, blushing furiously as this gave him an incredible look at my behind.

After I was completely onto the bed, I shifted my position to half lay/half sit on the bed, my legs drawn out over one another and my arm under me. I had the intense urge to brush the hair out of my eyes, but I fought it off, knowing that the wild look may add to the eroticism of the pose.

“Is… is this good enough?” I asked shyly, wondering what he’d ask me to do, and wondering if maybe, just maybe, I managed to do something to turn him on enough he might loose that control of his. Something about his soft light touches made me want this man to let loose and just take me. I wanted to set him on fire.
 
Johann

She took her time to make up her mind, surely because she wasnt expecting to be asked to think of her own pose. But that confidence returned soon and she turned around. I almost lost it then. This was my first clear look at her sexy back and behind. I could see the skin of her back shining, reflecting the light in the compartment, her hips suddenly flaring wide to present to me one of the most delicious ass I had ever seen. The skin there was smooth and it was with a lot of restraint that I managed to stop myself from reaching out and taking a feel.

And then she sat on the bed with her legs beneath her, and bent over and I almost threw away the paper and pencil and grabbed her right there and then. This was really turning me on. I was getting uncomfortable in my tight jeans and was desperate to get out of them. In fact, I wanted to be the the same state as she was and just behind her at this moment. But I controlled myself. All in its own time. I somehow knew instinctively that the consummation would be that much more explosive the longer I managed to stretch it. In fact, it was feeling to me that we were already in the middle of the act right now. The feelings and atmosphere of the cabin at this moment reminded me of an elongated love making ritual.

Her hair was all over her face, adding to that look of wild abandon that she had managed to convey so well through her whole body. It seemed to me as if her whole body was on heat and it was oozing out from each pore and a lot from her eyes too.

The way she was bent over and thrushing her behind at me and looking back at me was extremely erotic. And when she asked, “Is… is this good enough?” my eyes were trying to focus on the slight hint of that most sacred of places between her legs.
I had started to take my pencil in my hand and draw light strokes on the paper as I answered, "Yes, sexy lady, its just perfect. Feel free to change poses as and when you feel like."

I would focus on one part of her body, capture it in my memory and then roughly sketch it on paper. The curves, the rises and falls, the skin tones, all these were getting etched in my mind now. It was as if I was capturing the eroticism of this extremely sexy lady into my mind and body and slowly taking it into my soul.
This went on for sometime as she managed to hold that position for a long time looking back at me with her lust filled eyes constantly.
 
Shae

IC: I did manage to stay in that position for quite a while, letting my eyes drink in the sight of him hungrily as he made long strokes with the pencil. Eventually, I rested my head along my arm, half closing my eyes and shifting just enough to bare the soft red curls between my legs, giving him a complete view of the front of my body.

I draped my arm over my stomach, letting my fingers lightly caress my own flesh as I watched him, I wanted to turn him on, I was determined to watch him loose control by the end of the evening. I took a soft breath, then let it out in a gentle sigh, before shifting position again.

This time, I moved into a sitting position, bringing one knee up and crossing the other under it. I clasped my hands against my leg, and rested my chin against my knee, watching you with a quiet hungrily gaze. The position didn’t cover much, but I thought it brought out a little about my personality, sorta faerie-like or maybe pixi-like. That erotic innocence that I some how managed with my wild red hair and green eyes. I’d been told more then once I should have been born with wings.

I kept this position for a while as well, watching each stroke of the pencil with quiet attention, then I let my leg drop and leaned back against the wall, nibbling my lower lip softly while my hands continued to roam absently against my skin, my stomach, my chest, my breasts, over the erect pink flesh of my nipples, down my stomach again, along my outer thighs, against my inner thighs. During my self exploration, I never took my eyes from him, my entire body crying out to have his lovely hands on me.
 
Johann

Finally, I think her patience gave way, and she shifted. Her head rested on her hand as she looked me straight the eyes......her eyes full of desire.

I could now clearly see her from front, her breasts perky and alive, her nipples so hard and pointy, her flat tummy, The soft insides of her inner thighs, the sexy legs and of course the center of her being, covered lightly with hair the same color as on her head. They seemed shiny from where I sat and the curls sort of invited me to come and have a feel.

I took another paper, carefully storing the other one and started sketching again. This was turning out to be a very erotic ritual now. Her body seemed to be the only focus of attention for me now. My eyes were drinking in her sexuality. My mind was full of thoughts about her and what I would like to do to her body. My heart was hoping that this moment would never end. The rest of my body was feeling her presence all over it. I could still taste her lips and her nipple on my lips.

As I drew her profile on paper with my pencil, it started feeling to me as if it was my hands working on her body. When my pencil drew the wildness of her hair, it seemed as if I was running my hands through them feeling their texture.

When I formed the curve of her breasts on the paper, I could almost feel the softness of her breasts and the warmth in my palms. When my pencil moved to the tops of her breasts to give form to her nipples it felt to me as if my lips were ravishing them. My hands seemed to glide over the curve of her waist as the pencil moved on the paper, making fast strokes. As the outline of her legs and thighs came into view, I could feel their warmth and skin tingle on my hands. And finally as I was giving shape to the curls and skin between her legs, I suddenly felt as if my fingers were playing there teasing and caressing her, the tickle of the hair and the moistness of her lips there almost wetting my finger. The thought made me suddenly lick my finger and I could swear that I tasted her then.

As she sat down now, looking so implike, the naughtiness peeking out from her sexy eyes, it seemed to me as if she was able to read my thoughts. Suddenly, her hands seemed to move just like my hands were moving in my thoughts. Fluttering over her skin, feeling her breasts and nipples just as if I were touching them. I could feel her nipple get even more erect, if that was possible. Her eyes were straing straight into mine, as her hands reached down to her legs, over her inside thighs and finally between her legs. It was almost like she was imitating the thoughts in my mind. The moment I was licking my fingers and tasting her, was also precisely the moment her hands reached between her legs.

I was spellbound. My hand stopped right there on the paper too. I wanted to see what she would do. Would she also imitate my movements? Was she going to carry out one of the most intimate and personal act anyone could imagine, right in front of my eyes? her whole body seemed to be on the edge of something very very big right now. She seemed to me like a volcano waiting to explode.

Time stood still as my eyes focussed on her and her hands.
 
Sky

He saw that the woman in the hawiann print skirt was not paying attention to him, and than he saw another women with short red hair. He stared at her for a minute adn thought she was beautiful. Again he could not stand to say anything to her. He saw her get up and walk down the hall. Now was my chance I thought to myself, he got up and followed her down the hall slowly.
 
Frank

OOC: Shae and Johaan are so hot I almost feel bad for interupting.

IC: "Well actually Frank I'm supposed to be joined by a friend...how about this. Why don't you meet me in our room after dinner? It's number 16."

"A friend?" I didn't know how to feel about that but then again this was new territory in many ways. I saw her face blush and that convinced me that she wanted more than just talk. I did too so this was definately good for me. "I'd love to meet them. I'll definately be there after dinner." I flashed her a smile and a wink as I went to serve some of the other customers.

I walk over to another beauty with her nose stuck in a romance novel.
"Would you care for any dessert? Coffee?"

"Sure. Bring me something sweet."

"Of course." I go to the dessert cart and get my favorite, a slice of canoli cream cake with strawberries on top. "I'm sure you'll like this. Its my favorite." I say with a smile
 
Brianna

I set my book on the table as the waiter places the most wonderous looking piece of cake down in front of me. I can't help but let my tongue lick across my lips.

"Oooo...looks wonderful," I smile up at him, "But such a big piece. Hmmm...care to help me?"

I can't believe the words came out of my mouth. My goodness, I was actually flirting with my waiter. I feel my cheeks heat up as a blush creeps across them.

I pick up my fork and slice off a piece. Bringing it to my mouth, my lips encirlce the fork, my eyes close, and I taste heaven.

"Mmmmm...so good..." My tongue licks at my top lip, wiping away a bit of cream left there. I looke at him watching me.
 
Madeline DuBois

Madeline gave Frank a smile as he turned to finish his waiter duties for the night.

She quickly ate part of her turkey club. It was so big, she was surely not going to be able to finish it. She unfolded her napkin and wrapped the other half up. "Mother would have a fit if she knew I was doing this...completely tacky she would think" Madeline smiled to herself. She knew Kelly would probably be hungry and would appreciate the sandwich.

She gathered up the sandwich and her purse. She pulled out her wallet and dropped a $50 on the table. She really liked Frank and could tell her was a hard worker. He deserved even more than that she was sure.

As Madeline walked down the aisle, she passed Frank waiting on another customer. She gave him a knowing smile as she continued out of the dining car.

Her anticipation of seeing Kelly grew with every step. She could hardly wait. She stopped in front of berth 16 and took a deep breath. She slid the door open, stepping in to find the person she's been missing for months.....


OOC: Felicia has offered to take on the role of Kelly!! I can't wait to see what happens with these two....;)
 
Frank

"Oooo...looks wonderful," I smile up at him, "But such a big piece. Hmmm...care to help me?"

"Hmmmm." I look around and I see that most everyone is leaving. Doesn't look like I'd get in too much trouble if I sit down. "Well if you insist." I said smiling as I sat down.

She licked her lips leaving a bit of cream still on her top lip.

"You missed a spot." I said wiping in off with my finger. I licked my finger off. "Mmmm tastes good"
 
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