The Twisted Fantasies of Nerds

I love traveling on the Bishop City Train, through Puateng Falls all the way over the mountain and into Loris City because it gave me time to think and to come to any decision that I wanted. It was a long trip, two and a half days. Sure I could take the plane and get there in way less time but what fun would that be? I mean, the plane is way to much headache, they have to stop you, search this bag and that, look at this paper and that and by the time you get on the plane and sit down, you are way too tired to think of anything at all except sleep!

The train was private. They were the few trains that gave you your very own compartment whether you’re traveling first class or not. For me its first class all the way because my husband was a lying cheat and because of that, I acquired almost all his money. I currently own two of his three business and they are thriving both at home and aboard! Life was good.

As I watched the trees zoomed by on the outside of the train I began thinking of the last time I had sex. It was almost a year ago with my chauffeur at the time. Linton could make any woman willing fall over and spread their legs. I shivered just thinking of that large cock and my mouth watered.

The reason I met my husband is because my father had insisted that I attend a charity benefit he was holding. My father was a big man in town and therefore his daughter was a lovely catch. To have the Ortega name to anything in Bishop City was like having the president himself signing off on it.

I was a quiet girl, black hair, and green eyes. I wore the most out of date clothing I could find because the new ones seem to have me popping out of every corner. Samuel Everhart seemed to like me and when we got married, my father was over the moon. Then I found out he didn’t like me because I didn’t make the perfect arm candy. I wasn’t the skinny, blond haired, blue eyes bimbos that seem to hang off him. I didn’t speak up…

“Oh I’m sorry,” the voice came through my memories, “there must be some kind of mistake.”

I looked up to see a man peering at me then at his ticket again, “Hrm, it says I am in this compartment, but I couldn’t be because this, is yours…isn’t it?”

He was the sexiest man I’d ever seen. He had curly brown hair down, brushing his shoulders. He was wearing a black suit with a black shirt and tie; a brief case in one hand and a newspaper and his ticket in the other.

I smiled up at him, “I don’t see why we couldn’t share,” I spoke motioning him to the empty seat in the private booth. These booths were like tiny offices. They had seats and a small bed or two depending on how large you want it.

He smiled, “I’m Gabe Santos,” he grinned bowing over my hand.
“Emily Ortega,” I spoke.

I didn’t know where I got the courage from but I did. Gabe didn’t seem like the man who liked shy girls and I was going to try my damndest to show him that I wasn’t shy…or at least try not to be.

We talked for a while about everything under the sun. And after he sat reading his newspaper, I removed my small jacket exposing the satin top I wore underneath. Not being a perfect two, I had rather large breasts but my slim waist complimented very well.

He looked up and pulled at the tie at his neck and I smiled behind a glass of orange juice.

“Something wrong?” I asked as he looked at me and then looked away.
“Nothing,” he spoke slowly before closing the newspaper and placing it beside him on the seat. He stood up and walked over to me and shoved me roughly against the back of my plush seat, “Ever wondered what it would be like to let a total stranger eat your pussy on this train?”

I swallowed a lump in my throat to steady my nervousness and gave him what I hope was a sexy and inviting smile, “Mostly,” I spoke slowly hoping he didn’t hear the shaking in my voice, “Are you offering?”

He didn’t answer. He only fixed his eyes with mine as he rolled up my skirt. He grabbed the seat of my panties and smiled knowingly before lifting his hand to his mouth and sucked my juices off.

“You’re already wet,” he murmured, “I like that.

Placing his hand back against my panties he pulled. I heard a tearing sound and prayed that I had packed and extra set or the walk to my Lexus in Loris would be a very cold one.

He pushed my legs apart and slowly knelt down in front of me. He hiked my legs up so that they were over his shoulder and buried his whole face into my cunt. His tongue lashed out and began licking me. Then he stuck his tongue into my hole and began fucking me. My hips were moving now against his tongue as he began to move it faster and faster. I was writhing under him when he savagely pinched one of my nipples.

Crying out, he used a free hand to cover my mouth. When he felt I wasn’t going to scream again, he moved it his and began flicking his tongue over my clit. I felt my orgasm coming. Rising from the tip of my toes and moving up.

“I’m gonna cum,” I warned and he pulled back.
“I don’t think so,” he smiled devilishly up at me and stood up to unzip his pants then thrust his hips forward.

I pulled him into my mouth and sucked on him. Using my hand to jack him off at the same time. That was the way Samuel liked it. He liked it when I took him down my throat and held him there so I did that to Gabe. His hands went to my hair and pushed my head down onto his cock until my eyes watered and I started gagging. He released me and I pulled off him, took in a few breaths then began sucking him again.

After a few minutes he pulled me off and fell in font of me, “You want to cum don’t you?” he asked.

I nodded and he kissed me hard. I wanted to cum so bad I wanted to cry. He began fingering me…Slowly at first. Then he added his thumb and placed pressure to my clit and my orgasm began to slowly push me to the edge. He felt my muscles tightened around his finger so he pulled back.

Frustration shot through my body as I grabbed his head, “why are you teasing me?” I asked him.

“Because I don’t like shy women,” Gabe spoke up. I could see his cock stiff and sticking out in front of him.

“Shy?” I wanted to know.

“Tell me what you want Emily,” he whispered as he took on of my ear lobes between his teeth then licked it, “Demand it. You want pleasure? Take it.”

I shoved him back against the ground and straddled his face. “Tell me,” I heard him whispered.

“I want you to eat me,” I whispered back.
“Like you mean it,” Gabe demanded.
“Eat my pussy!” I shouted, “I want you to make me cum until I can’t even think!”

Without warning Gabe attacked my pussy. I heard him growl as his teeth grazed my clit and I cried out. It was so good. I arched my back, crushed my sopping pussy against his mouth and began cumming.

Sam had never managed to make me cum that hard before, no one had.

My languid body fell off his face and he rose over me with a smile, “now wasn’t that better? What else can I do to please you?”

I looked up at him and spread my legs, “Fuck me,” I told him in a tired voice.

“I cant hear you Emily,” he teased as he brushed a finger over my clit and I began to cum again.

“Oh god FUCK ME!” I yelled not caring if anyone outside would hear me.

He rose over me and slammed the giant cock into me. My back arched off the floor and my hips began to slam back against him. Meeting his thrusts every time. He filled me… It was wonder how he hadn’t torn me apart.

I raised my chest to him, “What?” he asked.

“Suck them!” I ordered and before pulling my nipple into his mouth, he grinned.

“That’s a good girl,” he pulled my tit into his mouth and I started cumming.

He brought me to four more orgasms. When he finally went stiff and pulled out of me, I passed out.

I woke up with the whistle to the train blowing and the conductor’s voice came over the PA system, “Now arriving at Louris City.”

Looking around, Gabe was gone. But he had left a note, “See you next Saturday.”