by Carl East
Andrea then felt his thrusts go deeper as he hovered over her, swinging his hips back and forth, her moans of joy just egging him on as the passionate assault continued. Looking down her body to watch his member appear and then disappear, Andrea could feel herself let go. Her whole body seemed to shake, as she knew her second climax was upon her.
The sheer joy as he continued to bring her pleasure was too much, she’d never cum with such intensity, and it felt like it would never stop, as one after another a shock wave of heavenly feelings shot through her crotch.
”Oh god Carl...oh god...I love you so much,” she managed to utter as yet another wave of pleasure hit her body.
Carl looked down, seeing her erect nipples and noticed the sweat running over them both he slowed knowing how near he was to coming himself. He never wanted this moment to end. He so loved the woman beneath him and felt such a lucky guy for finding his true love.
They kissed once more, and then Carl whispered with an expression of bliss covering his face.
”I’m coming, my love.”
At that moment, a primeval instinct took control of Andrea’s mind, for she clasped hold of his butt cheeks and held him firmly inside her. She wanted the first time to be a part of her body and soul.
Carl moaned out loud, as his seed made an explosive exit deep inside Andrea’s body. His mind full of wonder and awe at being blessed with such an encounter, and his eyes looking down upon the dream of his life.
Minutes later Andrea opened her eyes to still feel Carl inside her womanhood, and to look into his eyes of green.
”That was the most beautiful moment of my life Carl!” she said, kissing his eyelid tenderly.
Carl needed a moment to compose him self, he’d never made love with such a passion before. Slowly he withdrew his still hard shaft, and positioned him self on one side of Andrea’s glistening body.
”You’re the most beautiful woman I’ve ever known, I thank God for guiding me to you,” said Carl placing his arm over her waist.
They held each other for a few minutes in silence, before Andrea spoke, only to find out that he’d fallen asleep. She knew he’d had a big day though, and was probably suffering from jet lag. She ran her hand through his hair whilst staring at his face, watching him as he slept and wondering how her parents would react if they knew what she was doing.
After a couple of hours Andrea awoke, not realizing that she too had been tired. She glanced down to see that Carl was still sleeping, and suddenly had the urge to do something she’d never done before. Gently picking his arm up from around her waist she flattened it against the bed and rolled him over slightly so that he lay on his back.
Looking down the bed she saw his penis, limply lying to one side. Andrea kissed his forehead and then slowly worked her way down his body, kissing his nipples and chest and reaching his soft stomach. She then picked up his manhood in her right hand and started to stroke it, slowly at first, for she didn’t want to wake him.
She soon found out that one could be stimulated whilst asleep, for as she stroked his member it began to grow in her hand. Andrea marveled at how big Carl was she was also fascinated by how hard he became in just a short while. Tentatively she brought her mouth closer and licked the end, hearing a murmur coming from Carl’s mouth.
She then slowly inserted his cock past her lips and began to suck him gently her own feelings of what she was doing were arousing her passions. If someone had told her the day before that she would one day suck a man’s cock and enjoy doing so, she would’ve laughed.
Yet here she was taking in as much as she dare of a man she hardly knew in real life, and was enjoying every last second of it. Carl began to moan at that moment, still asleep but feeling like he was having a wonderful dream.
Andrea experimented further by seeing how much she could take of this huge cock, and found that she could comfortably take in about three quarters of the length. Suddenly she felt a hand resting on her head, Carl had woken up.
”Oh darling, what a lovely wake up call,” he said, watching as her lips passed over the rim once more.
Andrea wanted to please him at that moment, and although she wasn’t experienced in actual sexual techniques she had seen porn movies when visiting her sister. So she knew how to excite a man, she just had to put it into practice.
Stroking his cock whilst sucking him seemed to get the best response, so that is what she started to do. His urging of her to carry on without stopping motivated her even further, until she was determined to make him cum once more. The motion of the train was something else that added to the moment. She seemed to be sucking him in rhythm to the tracks she could hear as they passed underneath.
Carl stopped her there, telling her he was too close to coming, and that she didn’t have to go all the way. Andrea ignored him. Her feelings were such; if her man could please her then she should be able to please him.
Without stopping she sucked harder and stroked faster, and then suddenly held her mouth away from the end to witness his first load of semen shoot out the end. She then did something that had always turned her off. She covered his cock once more and took the next load down her throat.
She was surprised to find that it wasn’t as bad as she’d pictured in her mind, and that it tasted rather salty. Carl’s reaction to this was one of bliss as he watched her drain the last dregs of his seed dry, and almost collapsed onto the bed from arching his back.
Andrea crept back up the bed covers, feeling proud that she’d done something she’d always fantasized about. Carl kissed her and whispered in her ear.
”That was wonderful darling.”
They were then kissing once again, as Carl placed his hand gently onto her cheek stroking her face as their lips glided over each other’s. Bringing her body closer to him, he then held her tightly. He felt such a joy at that moment, because he’d searched his whole life for someone like Andrea and at last he’d found her.
“I want to make love to you again Andrea,” he said softly, she looked into his eyes and kissed him without saying a word.
Sitting up on the bed, he asked her to turn over, which she did. Whilst on her stomach Carl got into position between her legs and then picked her up so that she was kneeling. Andrea knew what he wanted at that point, and spread her legs a little more. Carl realized straight away that she was already wet, and found it easy to penetrate her moist pussy lips once again.
In this position Carl could get the best penetration, and Andrea soon realized the same thing. For as he started to glide effortlessly in and out of her body, she gripped the pillows with both hands and found herself biting her bottom lip excitedly. His forward strokes seemed to get faster and faster making her cry out with ecstasy.
She tried to turn to see his face, but could barely contain her emotions at this wonderful onslaught of her every being. Her first orgasm was closely followed by her next and then another, until she thought that not even heaven could feel like this.
Soon her orgasms were too close to tell when one started and another finished, her mind was whirling as her body experienced things it had never felt before. Carl suddenly shouted that he was coming again, and Andrea was almost pleased this assault on her senses was drawing to a close, she felt so hot and bothered.
Yet as he came, she suddenly felt guilty for wanting it to stop, the emotions she’d felt during those few moments were almost electrical. She felt him slow down and then realized that he had come for the last time that day.
Andrea collapsed onto the bed the moment Carl pulled out, she was feeling totally spent and absolutely drained of any energy she had left. She’d just never experienced anything that intense in her life, and without even knowing it she fell asleep.
Carl covered her over and stroked her hair. He then lay beside her, staring at her beauty.
”Goodnight my love,” he whispered, getting no response.
A few hours later they were entering the dining car, with Carl ordering a cooked breakfast, and a ho
t cup of tea. Andrea just stuck with toast and marmalade, and a cup of coffee. They talked for what seemed like hours that day, both revealing a little more information about each other, that hadn’t been shared online.
Carl couldn’t help staring into Andrea’s eyes, for each time she looked straight at him he wanted to kiss her. He’d been in love before, just never quite as intense as this. She caught him staring on a few occasions, and asked him if there was anything wrong.
”Sorry...no I just can’t get over how beautiful you are I don’t mean to stare.”
Andrea smiled at him, taking a closer look at his facial features. He had a kind face, with a wonderful smile and laugh lines that seemed to suit him, but the one thing she liked above all else was his eyes, she adored his eyes.
She’d always had a thing about green-eyed men it went back to something she’d read when she was a child, which she never forgot. Carl reached over the table at that moment and took hold of her hand, running his thumb gently over her delicate knuckles.
”I think this is going to be a fantastic trip, I’m so pleased you came along, you make the whole thing worth while,” he said, placing her hand on the table and covering it with his own.
Andrea just knew she’d made the right decision she was so enjoying Carl’s company and relished the thought of being with him for the next month or so.
A few hours later they’d reached one of many stops, and were told the train would be there for forty-five minutes. Carl and Andrea decided to take a short walk, just to stretch their legs a little.
Things sometimes have a way of going bad when you least expect it, for as they got off the train, Andrea’s father was walking towards them.
”What do you think you’re doing young lady, leaving with a total stranger and not telling us where you’re off to?” he shouted, getting everyone’s attention.
”If we hadn’t got the information out of your sister, we’d have never known where you were,” he finished, glancing at Carl.
”Sir I can explain!” said Carl, walking forward.
”I don’t wish to hear your explanation sir you’ve done enough damage,” he replied, before giving Carl a chance to say what he had to.
Grabbing hold of Andrea’s hand, her father tried to pull her away with him.
”No father, I don’t wish to come back, I’m on a trip with a wonderful man, and for the first time in my life I’m truly happy,” she said, pulling her arm away.
”But you hardly know him, and don’t tell me talking online counts, you could be talking to an axe murderer for all you know,” he said, trying to prove a point.
Carl walked forward at that point, holding out his hand.
”Hi, my names Carl, I’ve always considered myself a good man, I’ve never broken the law and always respected my parents, but I have a life to live so I expect them to respect me as well,” he said, his hand out stretched.
For a moment Andrea’s father was quiet, and then he took Carl’s hand and shook it.
”Father, I am twenty-nine years of age; I think I know what I want in life, and I want this.”
Her father put his head down, not wanting to make eye contact, but Andrea knew he was just saddened to have to let go.
”Father, I love you so much, you and mom mean everything to me, please understand this is something I want and need to do,” she said, putting an arm round him.
”We love you so much, we would hate to see you come to harm,” he replied, the tears filling his eyes.
”Oh father, I’m fine I’m having the time of my life,” she said, giving him a big hug.
Carl backed away a little to give them both some room to talk, a tear appearing in the corner of his eye too.
Five minutes later they were all sitting around a café coffee table, talking about where they were going and what they were going to see. Carl got to talk for quite a bit at that meeting, learning that he liked Andrea’s father very much.
When they heard the all aboard call, they rushed back to the train with Andrea saying her goodbyes, and telling her father that she would phone every day. Andrea waved for at least two minutes as the train pulled away and the tears of joy that she didn’t have to hide it anymore were overwhelming.
Carl held her tight when she turned around, kissing her passionately and gently wiping away the tears with his thumb.
”He likes you, I could tell,” she said, holding him close.
They then decided to go into the bar car, needing something a little stronger that tea and coffee.
Soon they were laughing and joking with each other once more, and Carl was not only enjoying Andrea’s company, he was awed by some of the sights that were passing by outside.
Andrea pointed out anything of importance as the train rolled along, and Carl took lots of photos from his digital camera. He also found out that she was a bit of a tease, for on several occasions she would grab his butt when his back was turned. It was all in fun though, besides Carl rather liked it, for whenever he saw her laugh he rejoiced in the knowledge that she was with him. In the afternoon they usually ended up in their cabin just talking and kissing the day away.
The next day saw pretty much the same routine; only this time Andrea was wearing a very fine chiffon low cut dress, which really turned Carl on. He was turned on so much in fact that he found himself staring at her legs whenever he thought she wasn’t looking. Also, when she stood in a certain light you could see straight through it.
Andrea was no fool though, she knew exactly what her dress was doing to him, and played with him at every waking moment. She would bend over in front of him, or sit opposite allowing her dress to slip off her legs when she crossed them. Pretty soon Carl started to catch on, and decided to teach her a lesson.
Going into the small wash cubicle, he changed into some very sexy but tight shorts. Making her believe that he was too hot to wear trousers, he then proceeded to put on a show in front of her. Knowing full well the bulge in his pants, which was clearly evident would get her attention.
At one point she stood next to him glancing out the train window, which was more than enough for Carl to smell the perfume she wore. It had a simple effect his cock grew by several inches. With the shorts he was wearing his hardness was standing out a mile.
Andrea was the first to crack, as she couldn’t resist in placing her hand onto his hardened weapon.
”Ah got you,” he said, making it obvious that he’d been playing with her.
”You cad you,” she said, laughing.
Her hand was still resting on his cock, and as they looked in each other’s eyes she started to stroke him. Andrea then got behind him, and pulled his shorts down, and then kissing both his butt cheeks she stood up again. Wrapping her arms around his body once more, she held his cock with both hands and started to stroke it.
Carl could feel her breasts through the thin fabric she wore, pressing up against his back. Upon looking down he watched her playing with his hardness, and let out a moan as she gently caressed the end of his manhood.
The torment was too much though, for Carl had to turn, and when he did, Andrea got to her knees and held his cock once more. He watched as she engulfed his cock with her mouth, and marveled at how good she was at teasing the end with her tongue.
From this view point Carl had a good view of her cleavage, which was getting him too worked up. Holding him with one hand she experimented again by seeing how much she could take in, and found she was getting better at this.
Carl couldn’t take any more he picked her up off her knees and started to undo the dress she wore. Dropping it to the floor he found she was wearing stockings and a garter belt, along with a bra that she was unfastening.
Getting to his knees, Carl unclipped each stocking and rolled it down her legs one at a time. He then pulled the garter off, and slowly pulled down her cotton panties, which joined the bra, she’d just discarded onto the floor.
