Generotico

It's Monday night and you have to leave town, the most comfort is to take the train and sleep during the journy in a private cabin.

You put your luggage in the upper cabin and lie on the couch trying to forget how you are starting the week.Yes it's annoying, more when you realize you will have to rest in a bunk bed where only just one person fits. Finally you feel the movement, the train is starting it's journey and leaving the station so it's time to get comfort. With one movement without bending yourself you get rid out of your shoes while one of your hands unties your tie nude. Your eyes get close by itself, you can stay the weariness and decide to get completely relax. Although you are dead tired, you stand up to undress leaving only a pair of boxers over your skin.

You lie down again and without knowing when you fall a sleep thanks to the rocking of the train. You forgot to shot down the light, and the door opens and closes slowly... She loves to see you sleeping, dreaming with so many things and stories unknown for both. With a lot of care, she leaves her purse in the floor, moves your shoes and sits in the edge of the couch next to your feet. Gently, she takes one of your feet and starts kissing each of your toes, one by one with little kisses followed by tender and delicated licks. You're still sleeping, so she continues with the other foot, doing the same, looking at your face and hoping you do not wake up.

Your sleep is so deep, you don't feel her presence, you don't feel her lips either her hands; you don't feel her tongue running softly trough one of you legs, moving over your thighs trying to reach your waist, but one move from your body stops her. You rub your legs, one against the other, a quick move, a reflect from your body after feeling something over your skin, probably your unconscious advice you about the presence of some bug. She tries to control her laughing and looks at your face, which is calm again. She knows she can go back to her job, and restarts just where she left it... a few centimeters from your groins.

The sensation of your hair over her tongue, drives her crazy so she follows the way up to your belly reaching your chest. From there she can hear and feel your breathing faster, telling her you are about to awake. Also your heart rhythm it's changing at the same time the adrenalin gets liberated with her touches, with each kiss she leaves over your chest, with each caress her toungue leaves on it's way.

But your body is not the only one reacting, also hers starts to feel how the blodd is swelling each of her pores, and she reacts just as you had react if you were awake. With a soft move she sits over your hip and takes off her blouse leaving her bared breasts free. Now she is ready to retake the road from your chest to your navel.

You open your eyes, just when her tongue touches again your nipples, sucking and caressing them. You don't understand what's going on, your first thought is to get rid of that woman whom is rocking over your body, but as soon as she shows her face, your confusion becomes a smile:

-What are you doing here?

-I didn't want you to feel so lonely...

And her lips cover yours in a long, deep and wet kiss. Your hands start to caress her back but she stops you:

-No... This time I will do all the job for you.

So, she goes back to your chest, but this time your skin isn't touched only by her tongue and lips. Her hands cover your shoulders, arms, hands and makes your fingers and hers to get entwine, while her tongue keeps colectting the new flavor of your dermis. Her tongue moves faster, climbing from your chest, trhough your neck, stopping in your lips and delineatting them with the tip, to finally slip to your ears...Yes, there's where she stays, she knows how much you enjoy each of her kisses, each of her caresses and her lips pressing each centimeter of your ear. She first, softly blows inside it, and after puts her tounge inside your ear, playing with the tip just as you wish you could play inside her body with your manhood. Her tongue draws circles inside and outside, and her teeth gives gentle bites all around your ear.

Your hands want to climb over her thighs but her hands stop you, meanwhile her lips are over your eyes, your nose, your cheecks and again they cross the distance from side to side of your face, stopping for a moment over your lips, to restart again the way to your other ear.

Your mouth is also reacting, letting go moans and sighs, almost imperceptibles, moans of pleasure, sighs of excitation, and she can hear those. While her mouth follows the road, her body is ballancing over you brushing her breasts over your skin; with each rock they get close to your face, making your mouth to fail once and again in it's job to reach them. She knows you are eager to touch her, to feel her, to taste her... Slowly her torso raises again in front of you, showing that known smile which tell you something is about to happen.

With the same slow motion all her moves have had, she moves backward to your pubis, and then she starts rubbing her bubs over your chest, neck and face... Your eyes stayed on hers, and she answers with a smile and places one of her breasts over your mouth, and before you can even think she starts to draw your lips outline with the steadiness of her nipple, blown up of pleasure. Finally, she places it in the center, letting you to kiss it, to squeeze it, to caressing it between your lips as if she was feeding you with her passion.

One of her hand had take the road down, beyond your nivel, crossing the border of your underwear... that favorite part of your body which stands between your legs waiting to be devoured as well. At the same time she travels your body road down, her hands pull down your boxers, releasing your virility in front of her eyes.

Once again her toungue starts to explore your skin, caressing the sorroundings of your manhood, wanting to taste each milimeter of it, desiring to become impregnate with your flavor, longging to eat it all. You react again... Your pelvis start to rock while her lips get anchored to the tip of your cock, and then she runs her toungue up and down, covering all the sides, all the angles, all your manhood is been covered by her lips, giving you knew sensations, filling you up with vigour, with passion, with extasis turned into desire.

Another sensation strikes your body... a known moisture had been placed over one of your feet, as she rocks her face in between your legs her pelvis rocks over your toes rubbing the ignition point of her femininity. As deep her head goes inside your thighs, the pressure your toe make inside her down lips goes harder... She is about to explode, as well as you. She wants to melt you inside her body, she wants to feel how your nectar gets mixed with her honey.

With a quick move she sits again over your hip, anchored to your pelvis, and trying to squeeze you with her movements. Your hands press her breasts, you eyes are nailed to her sight, and her hand get impulsed with your arms... The train's move seams slow with her hip's rhythm. Without missing her eyes you ask her to turn around, to rock her breasts over your legs. Your hands caress her back, they get lost between her hair, they pull her from her wait againts your body, making her moan and speeding her rocking.

Now you want to lead the moment, you're the one who wants to take control and put her on her knees to go farther inside her. One of your hands plays with her bubs, while the other rubs her clit with the same intensity your puvis approaches her butt... Her moans are louder, are more intense are more...

Both of you are about to explode, you can feel how her entrails get contract with you inside, how her humidity floods your dick, how her heat wants to absorve yours. You need to look at her eyes, you need to see her pupils dilated and her breasts swallown with desire... Without leaving your and her stimulation, you make her lie in the couch and keep with your intercourse... Her nails submerge in your arms skin, but you don't care, the pleasure inhibits the pain, and the desire she woke on you during the preambule inhibits your senses; there's nothing else in this moment just you and her, she and you coordinated, combined, infected with the same ill with the same instinct with the same impulse which leads you both to arch and stop for a second while your bodies finally burst together.

One sigh, one deep inhalation, one smile, one kiss... and you lie next to her who, as well as you, is trying to recover meanwhile both bodies are covered with a moon cloak.



Deborah Tourne