The Making of a Friendship
 

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The wind howled as it gushed into the knot of the tree, the tree that’d been in Carl’s backyard for 20 years. The longest branch rapped on the side of the house making Carl turn to see where the sound had come from. He consciously decided it was time he did something about that branch, before it caused some real damage.

Turning back to his computer, he typed in a message on his favourite bulletin board, a board where he’d made a lot of good friends, although most of them were living in the STATES. He’d found this site whilst doing a search for erotic literature, and discovered it had a discussion board to go with it.

Carl had always found it easy to make friends online, he was just that kind of guy, someone you could talk with and feel comfortable doing so. It wasn’t hard to understand therefore, how easy someone could call him a close friend even though they’d never met him. He had a few friends online that he felt close to, but no one he considered as special.

One day however, that all changed, because he was attracted by something someone wrote on his favourite bulletin board. He quickly sent off an email to this individual, praising her for what she’d written, but not really expecting a response. Therefore, he was surprised that within 5 minutes of sending it, he received a reply. The email in question was clearly from someone who was sweet and kind, mainly because of the nice things she said.

This all made him further intrigued as to who wrote it, and so he started to talk back to her in other emails. Pretty soon they were chatting on their favourite Instant messengers, with each learning something new about the other everyday. It wasn’t until they traded photos of one another, that Carl began to feel more than friendship towards this individual.

‌Her name was Andrea, which wasn’t unusual, but it was her face that struck Carl the most, for she had the sweetest smile and loveliest eyes he’d ever seen. He made the mistake one day of telling her how much she meant to him, and found her backing off, as if she wanted nothing to do with anything other than friendship. Therefore, he was quite content to leave it that way, although on occasion he did let slip how much he cared, and was immediately admonished for getting too close. He turned to poetry to win his fair maiden, but when that didn’t work he just admitted defeat to himself that he would never get back the feelings he had for this beautiful woman. It was during one of their many conversations that Carl admitted his defeat and won the respect of Andrea in more ways than he could ever have imagined.

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”If friendship is all that I can gain from this meeting, then I take it with an open heart and thankfulness that I have a friend such as you,” he said taking a break. “It would be an honour to befriend such a beautiful Lady as yourself, I hope in my heart that you will forever be my closest companion and confidante.”

Andrea sat back in her chair staring at the words on the screen, she loved the way he used words and it was almost a romantic feeling to read them. ”Thank you Carl,” she quickly replied, not wanting to leave the screen blank for too long. ”You’re welcome, Andrea,” he said, at which point Andrea could imagine his English accent saying those very words. As the days went by they talked and talked, always enjoying each other’s company but never crossing the line between friendship and love. Until one day, just by chance Carl mentioned that he might be coming over to America for a holiday. He’d planned on going across the states in a train, and asked Andrea her advice on the best course of action.

Andrea went out of her way the next day to find out, which would be the best route to take and to find out how many different states Carl could possibly pass through on his journey. It was decided that Washington was possibly the best place to begin, and so Carl arranged it so that this was his starting point. Many days that turned into weeks went by, before Carl eventually got around to informing Andrea that he was to set off for America that very Friday.

Andrea was somewhat excited at hearing this news, yet she couldn’t explain why. It wasn’t until her sister caught her chatting with Carl one day that she found out. ”Why are you blushing sis?” her sister asked. ”Am I?” replied Andrea. ”Yes, a very crimson colour,” came the reply, as Andrea’s sister passed over a hand mirror. Andrea looked into the mirror to see her cheeks flushed crimson red, and then put the mirror down on the sideboard. ”Carl just called me beautiful,” she said. ”You’re in love with him aren’t you?” ”No I’m not...at least I don’t think so,” Andrea replied, looking back at the screen.

Carl had written a short poem, dedicated to Andrea. I hope thy beauty will never fade or age will stay its course for sweet the voice that lights your eyes will always be rejoiced. ”I wrote that for you my dear, I will miss our conversations as I journey across your land, I just wish in my heart that your state had been one of those I visited.”

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At that point Andrea started to cry, she knew at that instant her sister was right, she’d fallen in love and didn’t even know it. How could she respond to Carl now? For she knew if she told him he’d find a way to get to her. She knew just what a passionate man he was, and it finally dawned on her that that was the reason she loved him, he made her feel alive and wanted.Andrea didn’t let on about her feelings, for she had a plan formulating in her mind, and didn’t want to spoil things.

The next day was to be the last they could talk together, for he would be setting off the following day. Therefore, Andrea happily talked away for hours, all the time getting little bits of information out of Carl so that he wouldn’t suspect a thing. She found out what time he was arriving in Washington, and on which plane. She found out what train he would be catching, as well as what time, and then soon found that the hours had marched away once again, and she had to say goodbye. ”I hope you have a good journey Carl, I will miss you so very much, please hurry back,” she said, meaning every single word. ”I’ll miss you to Andrea, of all the people I will be meeting on my journey you are the one person I would dearly love to see.” Andrea smiled at that, for in the next few hours she too would be in Washington, waiting for his plane to land, she’d decided this the day she discovered she’d fallen in love, but she hadn’t told him.

In the next few hours things were extremely hectic for Andrea. She’d gotten her airline tickets and arranged for her sister to drop her off at the airport. What she hadn’t done was inform her parents where she was going or whom she was going to meet, she just knew they wouldn’t understand. By the time she sat down in the plane, she was feeling a lot of anguish, about meeting Carl and also about lying to her family, all except her sister of course for she had to tell someone. When she arrived she was a bag of nerves, she kept telling herself to calm down but the nearer Carl’s plane got the more nervous she became.

She even watched it land and got herself ready as the passengers disembarked, she got a little worried when about 50+ or so people piled off the plane but that he wasn’t one of them, and then she saw him. He was quite tall, at least 6ft, with dark hair and a very sweet smile.

Unfortunately Carl hadn’t looked in Andrea’s direction, so she had to go up behind him and tap him on the shoulder. As he turned around and looked into her eyes, his facial expression changed from one that looked lost to one of sheer joy. ”ANDREA,” he shouted, making everyone in the near vicinity turn to look his way. "Hi Carl, I just wanted to surprise you,” she replied, feeling a little embarrassed.

Carl suddenly swept her off her feet, planting a big kiss on her cheek before letting her down again. ”This is so wonderful you couldn’t have given me a better surprise if you tried.” ”I needed to see you, I felt it was important,” she replied, getting her breath back. ”Why, what was so urgent you had to see me?” ”I fell in love!”

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”Oh...I hope whoever the guy is, he knows how lucky he is,” replied Carl, putting his head down. ”I fell in love with you silly,” replied Andrea, whilst touching his face. Carl looked into her eyes, his face a glow with happiness, and placing one hand gently onto her cheek he kissed her softly on the lips. ”I’ve loved you for some time, I just didn’t want to lose you by telling you so, I thought you could only be my friend,” he said, stroking her cheek with the tip of his fingers. ”I did at first, but you’re such a sweet man, you kind of got under my skin without me noticing,” she replied, kissing him.

A single tear could be seen running down Carl’s cheek, and Andrea took out a hankie and wiped it away. ”Please don’t cry Carl, you’ll only set me off too,” she said smiling. He smiled back and kissed her once again, thinking how lucky he was this day. Carl had arrangements to make so getting him self together, he began by telling Andrea his plans, and hoped that she would be a part of his adventure across America. Andrea had already decided to go with him on this trip, for she couldn’t think of a single place she’d rather be. 4 hours later they were boarding the first of many trains, which would take them across 16 states.

Once inside their own personal cabin, it was as if this moment was inevitable for they both looked into each other’s eyes, just before holding in a passionate embrace. Carl swept her off her feet, and then placed her on the small bed. Parting her hair from her face he kissed her tenderly on the lips, and slowly started to unbutton her blouse. Her return kiss was of a passion she’d never felt before. Her entire body tingled to his touch as she became aware that her blouse had been undone. Carl kissed his way down her neck, and then kissed the mounds of flesh heaving over a small bra. He then slipped his hands underneath, with a little help from Andrea who arched her back slightly to give him access. Finding the clip he skillfully unhooked the bra and felt the tension go out of the material.Bringing his hands to the front he then removed her bra, revealing a gorgeous pair of voluptuous breasts. He kissed them both before touching them and nibbling the now erect nipples.

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Please continue bro :)

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Camping here!

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nice story bro!

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Please continue TS

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Andrea looked down the bed watching as Carl unzipped her skirt, whilst all the time kissing her soft skin. She’d fantasies about this moment, and so longed to feel her new love in a passionate embrace. Standing off the bed Carl stooped down taking her skirt off and over her feet, he then looked down to see her cotton panties. Getting back onto the bed knees first, he kissed her stomach, and then placed two fingers into the rim of her panties.

Andrea took a deep breath as she witnessed him removing them, and then rolled her tongue around her lips as he began to kiss her belly button and work his way down. Carl reached her soft pubic hair and felt her shudder as he ran his fingers through it, and then he kissed her slightly open but very womanly wet lips. Andrea ran her hands through his hair, arching her back slightly as she felt his tongue dart into her sex.

He was like a man possessed at that moment, he so wanted to taste his new love. Her writhing on the bed urged him on as he licked, kissed and lapped at her juices with his tongue. Flicking her little bud was driving her crazy, and she knew she was going to climax. Carl could also sense her impending orgasm, which only served to excite him more, for he then introduced a finger into his game wanting to take her over the edge with as much bliss as possible. ”Oh god Carl, I’m going to cum,” she shouted, her hands almost gripping his hair. Carl could then taste his reward as she shuddered in a delightful way, before coming with all the passion she’d ever felt.

After a few minutes more Carl slowly kissed his way back up her stomach and breasts, until he reached her neck. Where upon he then straddled her delicate but beautiful body, and then pressed his own body closer. Andrea could feel the hardness of his manhood resting on her inner thigh, and kissed him passionately expecting the inevitable. Carl made no attempt to rush the proceedings however, for he was quite content just to kiss this gorgeous flower of nature. Their lips were almost entwined as they kissed, with Andrea feeling incredibly turned on by Carl’s hands running through her hair. Their tongues touched again and again, making Andrea moan softly at how well Carl kissed.

It was then that she felt his hardness probing her moist lips down below, and moaned out loud when he pushed firmly but slowly. Upon entering the gates of bliss, she closed her eyes tightly, feeling and marveling at every inch that penetrated her inner sanctum. At first Carl moved very slowly, wanting to savoir the moment for all time. Andrea gripped his back in an effort to draw him nearer than was humanly possible.

Carl began to move faster, his manhood stabbing forward at a speed that made Andrea cry out with sheer joy. Her hands grasped both his butt cheeks desperately trying to keep him from escaping, almost as if she needed the feel of his deep penetrating cock. Andrea had never been as wet as this in her entire life, the pleasure she was receiving from this encounter was almost too much to handle.

Carl could see how flushed in the cheeks she’d become, and slowed his pace to kiss and ask if she was alright. She kissed him back, almost in a way of thanks for being so considerate and whispered. ”I love you.”

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That was the only encouragement Carl needed, he kissed her lips one more time, and then placed his arms either side of her beautiful frame. He then picked himself up whilst arching his back. 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 primaeval 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 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 himself, 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.

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Nice story, camping for more!

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After a couple of hours Andrea awoke, not realising 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 3 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 fantasised about. Carl kissed her and whispered in her ear. "That was wonderful darling.”

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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 realised 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 realised 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 realised 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 hot 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.

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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 45 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 29 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.

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”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. 5 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 2 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. In addition, 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.

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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. Carl then proceeded to kiss her legs and work his way up her body, until he was standing up in front of her naked beauty. They kissed with Andrea pressing her nakedness into his groin, and feeling his cock rubbing her inner thigh.

He then gently pushed her up against the door of their cabin, and with all the strength he could muster he picked her up and impaled her onto his cock. Her lust was so great at that moment. She tried helping him all she could by wrapping her arms around his neck. His thrusting was so erotic to her, as she reached up with one hand trying to gain height by using the doorframe to heave her self higher. Carl was struggling to maintain this lust, but he tried valiantly to keep her in this position. It was then that Andrea really helped by grabbing hold of the only chair in the room with the tip of her toe and bringing it nearer. Partly resting on it and partly picking her self off the floor more, Carl suddenly found he could get a better penetration. His thrusting upward was making Andrea cry out with joy, as he ploughed into her delicate body. Her breasts were bouncing as each thrust made her go up slightly, and then down, her anticipation of his entry just as erotic as the act itself. ”I’m going to cum... Oh god I’m coming...,” he said, making several plunges upward until his cock let go of its load.

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Nice story, pls continue TS

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”Oh you sweet man,” she said, kissing him passionately. Carl picked her up at that point and laid her on the bed, his lust far from quenched. Lying beside her he then kissed her passionately, their tongues swiping each other’s as he rolled her over so that she lay on top of him. Andrea then decided to sit up, and feeling behind her grasped his stiff rod of flesh once more. Looking down and positioning her self correctly, she lowered her self onto his cock, savouring the moment his large member pierced her pussy.

Once she was comfortable, she began to ride him by lifting her self up a little and then dropping down again. These were just small movements but enough so that she could feel his full length enter from tip to base. Carl was helping her maintain balance by holding her hands, whilst she locked her arms in a straight position. Her hips were constantly moving, as her butt rose and fell again and again. Her eyes were tightly closed as she moaned from the pleasure these actions were giving her, and heard Carl’s sweet English accent as he urged her on. ”Mm... Andrea...you gorgeous woman you,” she heard him say. Andrea enjoyed hearing him cry out like that, it gave her great pleasure knowing that she was pleasing her man. It was easy however to please a sweet kind Guy such as Carl, for he was a Gentleman at all times.

Andrea could sense she was about to climax, her loins were telling her in the most delightful way. As she did so she pinched her nipples to make the moment more intense, and her juices seemingly poured out and surrounded Carl’s cock. He could feel her juices, which only served to turn him on more, until finally he too came for the last time that night. After that Andrea collapsed on top of him, totally warn out from her athletic feat. They talked for hours after that, just lying arm in arm until finally they both fell asleep.

The next day brought a lot of sunshine and scenic landscapes, as the train crossed the border, entering the state of Oregon. Carl had a couple of phone numbers which belonged to friends in this state, two women he’d chatted to from the bulletin board where he’d first spotted Andrea, or at least her posts. It turned out that Andrea had also talked to these two women before, having met them in the same forum. ”In my last communiqué with Kathy and Isabella, they told me to phone as soon as the train reached the first station,” said Carl. ”I’m quite looking forward to meeting them, especially Isabella, she always make me laugh on the bulletin board,” replied Andrea, giggling. ”Yeah, I know what you mean, I’m looking forward to meeting them both, I had some pretty wild conversations with Kathy,” said Carl, with a smirk on his face. ”I just bet you did,” replied Andrea, poking him playfully in the ribs.

They passed the next couple of hour’s away playing cards in their cabin, whilst playfully teasing one another. Soon however, their train reached its destination and Carl was phoning the number Kathy had given him. ”Hi...could I speak to Kathy please,” he said, hoping he’d gotten the right number. After a short pause, with voices heard in the background, Carl could hear a voice.

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”Hello… Kathy speaking.” ”Hi Kathy its Carl here,” he said. ”Oh my god, you made it over here then?” she replied, excitedly. ”Yes, I’ve also brought a friend,” Carl replied, putting a thumb up to Andrea to confirm he’d gotten through. ”Who’s that then?” she enquired. ”Andrea, she met me off the plane, and decided to come across America with me.” ”Oh my god, Andrea is one of my favourite writers on the board, Isabella is coming over in 1 hour so we’ll come and pick you up,” she replied, getting all worked up. ”Will we be able to catch the train again tomorrow, because we’ve paid for a California destination?” he asked, not knowing the rules of leaving the train. "Oh yes, your ticket will still be valid up until 6 months, so you could stay for a day or two without it affecting your final destination,” confirmed Kathy.

With that they discussed the where’s and why 4's, which concluded in a satisfactory outcome. ”Apparently there’s a bar around here somewhere called the “The Den” we’re supposed to meet them there in an hour or two,” said Carl, seeing Andrea’s grin as he told her. ”You’re looking forward to this aren’t you?” he said, knowingly. ”Yes, does it show? I’ve always wanted to meet some of the people we talk to on a daily basis, yet never get to see, at least until now,” she replied, taking hold of Carl’s arm. ”I must admit I’m looking forward to it myself.”

With that they proceeded to locate the bar in question, and had no trouble finding it at all. Choosing a small alcove in the corner, Andrea sat down whilst Carl ordered a couple of drinks. Although it was almost two and a half hours later, once the girls arrived it’d only seemed like minutes to Carl, for he was besotted by everything Andrea had to say. Spotting them walking through the door, Andrea waved for their attention, whilst Carl made room by shifting around the semi circular seating at their table. Carl greeted the pair as though they were old friends, yet apart from the occasional photo he’d never met one of them. ”It’s so nice to finally meet some others from the bulletin board, I feel like I’ve known you both for ages,” he said, as each one kissed him and Andrea on the cheek in form of a greeting.

For the next few hours they talked non-stop, each revealing some things that were never discussed on the board, and as the night wore on, they all became a little merry through drink. It was Kathy that suggested finishing up at a nightclub, to which they all agreed. ”We do however, have to find accommodation before going off anywhere, because we weren’t sure where to go,” pointed out Carl as they left the bar. ”Don’t worry about that, you can stay at my place for a night or two, it’s no trouble,” replied Kathy. ”Are you sure Kathy, we don’t want to put you out or anything?” said Andrea. ”Yes I’m sure, it’s no trouble, besides it’ll be good company,” replied Kathy. With that sorted, they all piled into Isabella’s car, whilst Carl put their cases into the trunk.

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Pretty soon they were at the nightspot Kathy had mentioned, and Carl was being asked to dance. Not being much of a dancer Carl hesitated at first, but was soon convinced when a slow number started to play. Isabella held Carl closely as they wandered around the small dance floor, and as Carl took in her perfume he began to get turned on. He simply couldn’t help himself. He could feel his cock growing inside his pants and had no control over the bulge appearing before him.

Isabella must have noticed, because she seemed to get a little closer by pressing into him. This of course didn’t make the situation any better, for although he was hard before he wasn’t totally gone. Pressing into him just made it that much harder and worse still she seemed to be rubbing herself against it. ”You have a gorgeous cock Carl,” she said, blatantly. "I’m sorry Isabella, you just turn me on,” replied Carl, thinking he had to apologise. ”You don’t have to apologise to me Carl, I’m rather enjoying this,” she said, rubbing his groin harder with her own. Carl started to feel really hot at that point. His cock seemed to be bursting to escape the confines of his trousers. Yet all he could do was enjoy the attention Isabella’s body was giving him. Just then Kathy came over to cut in, which at first Carl liked, for he was starting to feel like a man of lust who just needed to fuck.

Kathy, it turned out was no better at concealing her desires than Isabella was, for no sooner had she realised his predicament than she too started to rub herself against his hardness. ”We are going to have a lot of fun with you two tonight!” stated Kathy, almost like it was an everyday occurrence. Carl endured the rest of the dance, trying hard to conceal his embarrassment on the way back to their table. He felt a little guilty as he sat down, not wanting to make eye contact with Andrea, who he was sure had just witnessed everything that’d happened.

He was to be pleasantly surprised however, when he suddenly felt Andrea’s hand resting on his cock, not only resting but also stroking him through the material of his trousers. ”That really turned me on,” she whispered, taking a firmer grip under the table. For Carl this was just too much, he had to relieve the pressure his cock was giving him, so he unzipped his trousers and took out his blood-filled shaft. He knew no one would be able to see, with both Kathy and Isabella in front of him. Andrea grasped hold of his stiff rod, slowly stroking him and knowing he needed to be relieved. Unfortunately Carl’s facial expressions were to give him away, for as he sat back to enjoy the attentions his cock was receiving, Kathy leaned forward to take a look under the table. When she witnessed Andrea’s hand slowly stroking him from tip to base, she nudged Isabella to take a discrete look. For Isabella this felt so erotic to witness, she’d always enjoyed watching a man being jerked off, but here in the middle of a nightclub was so hot.

Too hot in fact, for what Isabella did next, will forever be embedded in Carl’s mind she suddenly got onto all fours making sure no one was looking, and then crawled over to where Carl sat. Taking hold of his cock, she then slipped her mouth over the end, and slowly began to suck. Andrea had the best seat in the club to witness any of this, and as she saw Isabella’s head bobbing up and down she just had to rub her pussy through her panties. The wetness that appeared as she did so was a sign of just how turned on this event had made her. In fact, she wasn’t content to rub herself from the outside, so pulling her panties to one side she inserted a finger, never once taking her eyes off the action before her.

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Kathy by now was well aware of the action-taking place before her, and was feeling left out, for she couldn’t do what they were doing and not get caught. She did however put her hand into her blouse and tweaked her hardened nipple, as she watched Carl’s expressions. Carl could feel his cock hitting the back of Isabella’s throat, and awed at the ease in which she engulfed his shaft.

As it became obvious he was about to cum, he placed a hand down to his side, and inserted a finger into Andrea’s extremely wet pussy. Just as Andrea started to cum from this attention, so did Carl, the explosive exit of his semen striking the back of Isabella’s throat with some force, making her gag a little, but still managing to swallow his entire load. After another 5 minutes both Carl and Andrea were composed once again, with Isabella sitting back in her chair wearing a broad grin.

”That was so intense ladies,” remarked Carl, doing his zipper up again. ”I wouldn’t know, I missed out on the fun,” laughed Kathy. ”Well, what say we all go home and I’ll make us all something to eat,” suggested Isabella. They all agreed to this, for the club was getting a little too loud. So pretty soon they were well on their way across town, with Kathy pointing out things of interest on the way, both for Carl’s benefit and Andreas.

As they pulled into the driveway, they could all hear a cat squeal making them think that they’d just hit one, but upon closer inspection it turned out to be two cats fighting. ”God that made me jump,” said Kathy. ”It did me as well,” replied Andrea. Kathy unlocked the front door, telling everyone to enter and walk through to the lounge. Once inside, Isabella commenced in making spaghetti bolognaise, a dish she found to be both simple and quick. Upon finishing this meal, Kathy brought out a couple of bottles of wine, handing one over to Carl to do the honours. It was whilst drinking the wine that Kathy suggested a game of cards, which no one had any objections to.

”What shall we play?” said Kathy. ”It’s got to be strip poker,” laughed Isabella. "How about strip or dare?” suggested Andrea. ”Yes, I like that game,” responded Kathy. Pretty soon Kathy was dealing out the first hand, with a wry grin on her face, hoping that she would see either Carl or Andrea naked before the end of the night. The first hand went to Carl, so he had a choice of either daring someone, or telling one of them to remove an item of clothing. He chose the item of clothing, which Kathy was instructed to remove. Her blouse had to come off, and so without hesitation she removed it. Carl couldn’t help but admire the large breasts he saw, inside a bra that was clearly not built for such a bust. Her breasts were struggling to stay behind such close confines, yet she looked wonderful to behold.

Kathy won the next hand, and had something special planned for Carl. Leaning forward she whispered to Andrea a question, Andrea smiled with what she asked and just nodded her head. ”Okay, what have you got planned for me?” said Carl, nudging Andrea playfully. ”You’ll find out later,” giggled Kathy. The game went on like that for a short while longer, with Isabella being the loser, for she sat their stark naked holding a pillow to hide her embarrassment. After finishing the two bottles of wine, Kathy showed them to her spare bedroom, which had a nice double bed already made up and looking very inviting. ”There is an on-suite as well, so if you need to freshen up before retiring for the night, feel free,” said Kathy, turning the light on in the adjoining suite.

”Thank you Kathy, we appreciate all of this hospitality,” replied Carl. ”Yes thank you Kathy, I hope you sleep well,” said Andrea, kissing her on the cheek. Once in bed, Carl was bursting to know what the whispered dare was all about, but during her denial that such a dare existed she fell asleep, with Carl not wanting to press the point any further. Leaning over he kissed her on the cheek, saying goodnight, and then soon fell asleep himself.

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In the morning, he arose to find he was alone, so he decided to take a shower. Getting the water ready first, he stepped in and started to wash. He saw the door open through the patterned glass, and recognised the shape of Andrea walking in. He then saw her gown drop to the floor, as she reached for the sliding door. Carl watched her enter, her beautiful body instantly getting him aroused as she moved in closer. ”Turn around, and I’ll wash your back,” she said, leaving the door open. Carl was never one to say no to a good idea, so he turned and waited to feel her hands rubbing shower foam onto his skin.

When he did feel her hands, she seemed to want to caress his butt rather than his back, for he could feel her slippery hands circulating around each cheek. She then seemed to get horny, for suddenly her hands were going around to the front and grasping hold of his already hardened cock. Her stroking of his member felt so good as he looked down to see her at work, but not recognising the hands that held him. Looking round he found it was Kathy, with Andrea standing close by laughing. ”Don’t tell me, this was the dare?” guessed Carl.

To which he received a positive response from both. Just then Isabella came in, and without saying a word she disrobed and entered the shower. Isabella didn’t home in on Carl however instead she started to lather up Andrea, paying close attention to her breasts as she did so. Carl found this to be quite erotic, as two gorgeous women were handling both him and Andrea. Andrea’s nipples seemed to be standing out more than usual, which was more to do with the water hitting them than anything else. Kathy and Carl were now facing one another, with Carl using the shower gel on her body as well. She in turn seemed to love stroking his hard cock, passing one hand over it at a time, and concentrating on the end each time she reached it. Carl rubbed his hands onto her shoulders, and then down to her breasts, deliberately circling her nipples with each hand.

Looking over once more, he could see Isabella’s hand passing back and forth between Andrea’s legs, as Andrea leaned back against the shower wall, her face having a look of contentment written all over it. Andrea could feel Isabella’s finger probing her slit, and loved the way she poked it in and out at various downward movements. She’d never been with another woman before, so when Isabella kissed her on the lips, she wasn’t sure she’d know how to respond. She needn’t have worried though, for she found herself responding in much the same way as if a man was doing it.

To Carl, it was all very erotic, he too was new to experiencing two women making love and it seemed to turn him on. Kathy kissed him at that point, still stroking his cock and feeling the water running over their bodies. He felt her tongue dancing around his own, and responded by circling it with the tip of his own. Their kiss then became more passionate as Carl turned her around placing her up against the other shower wall. Kathy stood up onto her toes, knowing what was coming next, and felt such a joy as Carl’s hard cock entered and lifted her body a few centimetres off the shower floor. He had to bend slightly, but with each thrust her body moved upwards a fraction, making her scream out with the pleasure she was feeling. Carl could hear Andrea moaning with pleasure, which only turned him on even more, almost making him over aggressive as he started to pound the pussy his cock was buried in. Kathy tried reaching for the top of the shower, her ass rubbing against the wall as he thrust forward each time. Her moans were becoming more audible, as the moment approached for her to climax, and as if in unison both Kathy and Andrea started to cum together. The moans and expletives being uttered in that shower, was more than enough to make Carl go over the top, and in one final rampant push he too came hard and long.

By the time Carl had recovered sufficiently, he witnessed Isabella giving Andrea an oral licking on the shower floor, and being quite sure she was enjoying every part of the experience. Kathy too had recovered from her climax, and was once again stroking Carl’s cock in an effort to keep it hard. From what he was witnessing on the floor though, he had no trouble in that department, for his cock was soon standing to attention once again and raring to go. Kissing Kathy, he let his hands roam over her body, eventually grasping her butt with both, as their tongues intertwined in the heat of the moment. Kathy then bent over turning her back to him and sticking her ass into the air. Carl needed no more encouragement, as he gripped both cheeks and pulled her towards his waiting cock.

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It was as if this position was made for them, for as his cock touched her slit he slid inside with ease, making Kathy moan out loud. As he started to thrust back and forth, he watched Andrea’s expression of sheer joy as Isabella continued to lick and suck her wet pussy. 2 days ago he couldn’t have imagined this scenario; he’d never been in situations like this before. Yet, here he was making love to an almost complete stranger whilst watching the woman he loved being pleasured by another woman he had desires for. It was almost surreal and the kind of thing one reads about in dirty magazines but never suspects could come true.

Andrea couldn’t explain why she was enjoying this moment. After all she loved men and everything they could provide her. What she did know however was that she was about to cum, from the attentions of a sweet woman who knew exactly how to please another using just her tongue. Looking up at the moment of orgasm, Andrea could see the man she loved yet didn’t feel jealous at what he was doing. Carl looked down at that moment, his eyes looking straight into Andrea’s, and spotting the signs of pleasure that were coursing through her body. He smiled, and then winked to show he was thinking about her, Andrea smiled back and then closed her eyes allowing the moment to take control.

The moans and echoes of pleasure resounding within that shower would have gotten anyone excited to hear or see, for it was truly an erotic scene to behold. Andrea was now recovering from her orgasm, as Carl was quite literally plunging his hardened member into the screaming Kathy. Isabella was sitting with her back to the wall, her legs opened and beckoning for Andrea to return the compliment, by running her fingers around her moist womanhood. Andrea hesitated for a moment, before lying down in front of this beautiful woman and starting to lick her delicately.

She soon found that being a woman who was servicing another woman had its advantages, for she knew exactly where to lick and touch to create the sensations she’d received herself. Before long, Isabella was moaning softly with the pleasures she was receiving, yet no amount of moans could drown out the sheer pleasure Kathy must have been receiving. Her screams of harder and more, were getting to the point where Carl could hardly contain himself any longer, his ever-quickening pace drew to a close as he started to cum deep inside Kathy’s extremely wet pussy. At the same time Kathy’s knees nearly gave way, as her orgasm hit. Had it not been for Carl still holding firm, she would’ve slipped to the shower floor curled up in a feral position waiting to recover from the joy she was now feeling.

As they both started to recover from their encounter, they looked down to witness the beauty that two females can show when involved in lovemaking. Isabella was clearly close to an orgasm, and also helping herself to reach that state by stroking her clitoris as Andrea’s tongue darted in and out of her wet lips. As Isabella came, Andrea could be seen to relish the moistness that started to run over her tongue. With the shower glass all steamed up and the moans coming from both women on the floor, it would have made an excellent picture worthy of hanging in any hall. Pretty soon it was all over with everyone getting dressed, but not a lot being said until they were all down stairs.

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”That was the most erotic event of my life,” said Carl, being the first to break the silence. Andrea smiled almost too shocked to say anything because she’d so enjoyed this encounter, but stepping forward she felt she had to say something. ”I never thought that making love to another woman could feel so good, although I’ve always been curious to find out what all the fuss was about, friends have told me to try it, but until now I never have. Thank you Isabella, that was truly a memorable experience,” she said, kissing Isabella on the cheek.
”You’re more than welcome child, it was fun for me to,” replied Isabella, returning the kiss. ”You have quite a man here young lady, I can’t remember the last time I made so much noise,” said Kathy, laughing.

Everyone had a good laugh at that, as they sat opening up a little more and sharing the sort of things with each other, one only shares with friends. Carl and Andrea crammed a sight seeing tour into the rest of their time their, not for one instant regretting stopping to meet these lovely women. Yet all too soon they found themselves back on the train, travelling towards yet another state with undoubtedly more adventures to follow. Funny things train rides you never quite know whom you’re going to meet, for during dinner that night, a young Lady was placed at their table.

After introducing one another, they found they had some things in common. Her name was Elizabeth and she was English but an American citizen, she was travelling to the very next state to meet up with her father who’d just acquired a new home. ”My Mother and Father divorced last year, and I’m going to stay with him for a month before going back home!” declared Elizabeth. Carl was the first to notice something about Elizabeth. She kept staring at Andrea, but not in any nosey way, rather a desiring one. He of course didn’t say anything, but wondered if Andrea had noticed it. Later when Elizabeth had left the carriage, he asked Andrea that very question. ”Yes, I noticed, perhaps she just relates more to women than men,” said Andrea, not quite convinced of her own thoughts. ”Maybe so, she is a very attractive woman though, I’ll give her that,” replied Carl, taking another drink of wine. ”I knew you’d notice that,” said Andrea, kicking him playfully under the table. That might have been the end of that meeting, had it not been for the knock on their cabin door later, for upon opening it Carl discovered Elizabeth asking if she could join them.

Apparently she was feeling like company, but hadn’t met anyone else to talk to. Both Carl and Andrea invited her in, and pretty soon a couple of bottles of wine were ordered to the cabin, with laughing soon following. They had a long discussion, with each finding out more about the others. It was when Elizabeth fell over whilst trying to stand up that the next adventure began, for she fell onto Carl’s lap and kissed him for catching her. Carl couldn’t help but kiss her back, for he was taken by her looks and was also a little worse the wear for alcohol. Elizabeth returned his kiss with a little more passion, her sweet mouth almost covering his own, as her head turned slightly in the embrace. It was then that Andrea wanted to join in the fun, for she started to remove Elizabeth’s white blouse by undoing one button at a time.

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”This seems very naughty,” said Elizabeth, breaking her hold on Carl and giggling. ”Yes, but nice,” replied Andrea, putting her hand into the now open blouse. Slipping her hand under the left cup of Elizabeth’s bra and holding her breast, Andrea squeezed gently noticing how hard her nipples felt to the touch. Carl could feel his cock starting to grow, his view of Andrea playing with Elizabeth’s breasts being the cause. Elizabeth decided to move over to the one bed that was unfolded inside the cabin, allowing Andrea to follow her and then letting the blouse fall to the floor.

Carl took this opportunity to unclasped the bra that was being held above Elizabeth’s breasts, and then discarded it onto the floor. They all seemed to climb onto the bed at once, Andrea on one side Carl on the other, and the beautiful Elizabeth in the middle. Elizabeth started to kiss Andrea full on the lips with a passion Carl thought to be quite arousing, as he decided to unfasten her skirt and pull it off. Dropping the skirt on top of her other garments, Carl then hooked two fingers into the hem of her panties. Pulling them down he found a cleanly shaved pussy, with delicate looking lips that glistened with moisture. The women were still kissing and fondling each other as Carl positioned himself between Elizabeth’s legs, looking forward to tasting her sweet womanly nectar.

Gently spreading her lips apart with both hands, he started to lick around the edges, with her body responding by arching upwards. Seeing her tiny clitoris he flicked it with the tip of his tongue, moving it back and forth and receiving a moan of pleasure for his efforts. Andrea looked down witnessing Carl’s hunger for a woman’s taste, and then looked back at the closed eyes of Elizabeth. Seeing her tongue roll around her lips in a response to the feelings Carl’s was giving her, and knowing how she must be feeling. Andrea moved down at that point, wanting to suckle on her nipples and caress both breasts. Carl had introduced a finger into the joy of the moment, and was busy licking off the juices from his first entry. He found her to have a bittersweet taste, but one that was pleasing to his mind. Again and again he pushed his tongue into her womanhood, hearing and feeling her reactions as she moaned and writhed beneath him.

Andrea admired the erect nipple that she was fondling between two fingertips, as she nibbled and sucked on the other. Elizabeth could be heard quite clearly now, evidence of an imminent climax, as Carl started to work two fingers into her wetness, whilst the entire time licking up any juices that appeared. When she did cum it was a thrill to witness, her whole body seemed to shudder and her hands gripped hold of the thin mattress she lay upon. Carl relished the moment of orgasm, feeling her juices almost pouring over his tongue as she shuddered beneath him.

Standing up, Carl unzipped his pants allowing them to fall to the floor, his cock bulging through his underwear, as he stepped out of his trousers. Elizabeth opened her eyes wondering why he’d let go, to witness him removing his underwear, her eyes transfixed onto the large erection he now stroked. Getting into position, Carl guided his manhood into the opening, pressing gently at first and as he felt it give way to the pressure he pushed harder. Elizabeth let out a loud gasp as his cock slid all the way in, reaching down to rest her fingers onto Andrea’s panties, and stroking her pussy through the material.

Andrea quickly removed her panties, wanting to feel this beautiful woman’s fingers touching her sensitive parts, and then finding her keen to do just that. Elizabeth stroked the wet hole before her, as Andrea clambered further onto the bed just to give her better access. With deep thrusts Carl began to make love, the tightness surrounding his cock made him feel lustful, and the sight of Elizabeth’s finger stroking Andrea’s sweet pussy lips was driving him mad. He so wanted to lean forward and taste, his sweet heart’s womanhood but his position denied him that privilege. Elizabeth’s moans of pleasure had reached fever pitch, for her fingers were hurriedly probing Andrea’s hole of delight, going deeper with each thrust.

Carl started to approach the inevitable, his pounding of the sweet pussy before him making him want to cum much too soon, so he slowed his pace, wanting it to last that much longer. Elizabeth’s other hand suddenly joined Carl’s cock, with one fingertip rolling the delicate clit around in time with his penetrations. Andrea had grabbed a hold of Elizabeth’s hand in an effort to force her finger deeper, the wanton lust seemingly present as she closed her eyes to the touch. Carl could take no more of these sights and sounds, for he could feel his seed surging outwards and suddenly let go from holding back.

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Moaning out loud he stopped his forward motion, feeling his seed explode deep inside her body, and then feeling the muscles of her pussy contract as she too started to climax. Slowly, Carl began to rock back and forth, feeling the last pleasures of her tightness before pulling his cock free.

Quickly changing places, Carl literally pulled Andrea around to face him, wanting to taste the moistness he’d witnessed earlier. Andrea decided she too wanted to taste her lover, and so she urged Elizabeth to sit astride her face. As she did so, Andrea could see a small streak of Carl’s semen seeping from Elizabeth’s pussy, and then let her tongue lick at it hungrily.

Carl found that to be very erotic, as his tongue darted in and out of his lover’s pleasure zone, her hips moving in a way that told him he was doing all the right things. Elizabeth’s gyrating hips were more evidence of pleasure being received, as Andrea’s tongue found new depths to delight her body.

Carl could feel the build up of juices, and sensed the time had arrived and from that moment on he licked and sucked harder just to take her over the edge. Andrea’s bodily movements gave her orgasm away, for suddenly she arched her back in shuddering motions as Carl lapped up her escaping juices.

Lying on the bed, the girls kissed one another one final time, and then lay back feeling completely satisfied. Carl looked them over, admiring their glistening bodies whilst sat on the edge of the bed.

By the time they’d all climbed down from this sexual adventure, it was starting to get light outside, and pretty soon Elizabeth was thanking them both for a wonderful evening. Carl fell asleep shortly after that in Andrea’s arms, as the train slowly worked its way through a mountain pass. Andrea ran one hand through his hair, and then leaning forward she kissed his forehead. Pretty soon, she too was asleep and wondering what other pleasures this trip had in store.

At mid morning they were both the last to sit at the breakfast table, having regretted consuming so much alcohol the night before. Carl enquired as to their next stop as the waiter poured the coffee, to which the reply was Baker City. As he looked out the window, Carl could only imagine what lay ahead. So far this trip had been the best decision he’d ever made and he never wanted it to end. His true love sat opposite and for the first time in his life he knew he wanted to spend the rest of it with her.

The End.

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well written and paced out.... nice

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Great story and well paced

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Well written!!