Audra and her husband rocked in time with the train’s motion, chugga-chugga, chugga-chugga… Her head lolled against his shoulder and her calm, steady breaths led Steve to think that she was asleep. An older man read a book alone across the aisle as Steve watched the countryside pass by. Audra’s half-closed eyes were fixed but not focused on the seat’s armrest.
They were less than an hour into their trip but Steve was already convinced that taking the overnight train instead of flying was an inspired choice. He couldn't imagine that anyone here would want to be anywhere else.
Audra stirred and lifted her head. “How long was I out?”
“Not long. You can rest some more. I was enjoying the view.”
“No, I don’t think so. I need to find the restroom.” She climbed over, giving him a quick peck on the way, and traipsed down the aisle.
Neither of them had taken a long train trip before. This wasn’t like the commuter runs in the city: there was more room, there were fewer people, and the bar car would be opening soon. They were advised that their cabin would be small, and it was, but that was okay.
Steve was lost in the train’s regular motions before he realized that Audra had been gone for a while. He traced her steps to the nearby women’s room and knocked. “Audie? Are you in there?”
A woman opened the door out from under his fist and gave him an up-and-down, flagrantly flirty look. “Can I do something for you, handsome?”
He ignored the breasts pressed against him and told her that he was looking for his wife. “She’s blond, a little shorter than you…”
“There’s nobody in here but me. It could be nobody but me and you.”
Annoyed, Steve fought past the increasingly aggressive woman and called for Audra again, and again in the men’s room, before shoving the woman aside to make his way to their cabin.
“Please! I need you!” she shouted at his back, flagging his attention with her underwear.
Audra wasn’t in their cabin or the nearby restrooms. Steve anxiously, futilely asked people if they had seen her or a train employee. He doubled back in case they missed each other, to their bench and down the aisle to check some other restrooms. He cracked a door open and called out again.
“Audie?”
“Right here,” she answered behind him.
“Audie!” He gripped her by the shoulders and drew her in for a relieved hug. “My God, where have you been?”
“Nowhere. I went to the bathroom, came back, you weren’t there, and then I found you here.”
“Babe, you were gone for an hour.”
“Nonsense.” Audra took advantage of their embrace and kissed him, first to reassure him, then to capture him, taking his tongue into her mouth. “You must have dozed.” She kissed him again. “I’m horny.”
“Really?” Steve was stunned by the word, one that she hadn’t ever used with him before, no matter how romantic she was feeling.
“Uh-huh.” She pushed him into the ladies’ room without breaking the hug. “Let’s do it. In here. Right now.”
“We can go to our cabin…”
“NO! Now! Please, I need you now!”
Audra was fumbling with her husband’s belt before the door closed itself. Steve pulled his pants down while she peeled off her jeans and panties.
“The penis must be hard…” she assessed softly to herself and anxiously took it into her mouth. Her head bobbed in time to a rhythm buried in her brain: sucka-sucka, sucka-sucka…
Steve grabbed a fistful of Audra’s hair and moaned. “Audie, Babe…”
“It is hard. Fuck me.” Audra stood with her legs apart, pulled her husband to her by his dick, and very easily engaged it with an illusory click. “Yes, fucking…”
Steve stopped wondering why and began thrusting. He typically set the tempo but Audra demanded and set her own mindless cadence. She swung a leg onto his hip, which he captured and held, and she lifted her body on tiptoe and dropped, lifted and dropped: fucka-fucka, fucka-fucka…
“Not the neck!” Audra scolded when Steve nibbled just above her collarbone. She kept the startled man’s mouth occupied with her own without missing a beat.
Fucka-fucka, fucka-fucka, fucka-fucka…
“Audie, Babe, I’m gonna cum,” Steve said with his lips against hers.
“Steve? Oh!” Audra was surprised when the orgasm slammed through her, and profoundly aware of his cock pulsing inside her.
Steve had to catch his breath but managed to retrieve his wife’s panties and jeans. He kissed her cheek and told her how amazing she was as he zipped up.
“Did you, did we…” At first, Audra disregarded the offered clothing until she realized that they were hers and that she was bottomless. “Are we in the restroom? Steve, did you just fuck me in the ladies’ room?”
“You know I did, or you fucked me ‘cause it was your idea and you sure ran with it.”
“I did not,” she insisted as she wiped away her husband’s seeping semen. “I wouldn’t have.”
“You’re not serious, are you? Audie, you told me you were horny after being gone for an hour or more and then you fucked my brains out like a machine. Are you telling me that’s not how it happened?”
Before she could answer, the door flung open and a kissing couple tumbled inside. The woman pushed the man onto the floor, telling him over and over that she needed him.
At first, Audra hurried to get dressed but slowed when the man’s exposed hard cock seemed to be pointing right at her. She stared at it, licking her lips, and slowly stalked it. The woman hissed at Audra and buried his cock into her cunt. Click. The woman ground their privates and Audra nodded her head in time with her steady, regular sweeps.
Fucka-fucka, fucka-fucka…
“Audie, let’s go,” Steve said and pulled her out by the elbow.
“Did you see them?”
“I couldn’t not see them.”
“I mean, did you see his hard penis?”
“Sure. Audra, are you feeling okay? You wouldn’t let me touch your neck earlier. Did you get hurt?”
“No, I don’t think so.” She managed to return her attention to her husband. “I left to go to the bathroom and then I remember finding you but I don’t really remember looking for you. And then the next thing I knew, I was having one of the best orgasms of my life and you were pulling out of me.”
She lost herself in thought for a moment and shivered herself out of it. “Let’s do it again,” she said.
“Let’s go to our room,” he insisted.
On their way, they passed the man who had been reading near them. He had a girl’s tongue in his mouth and her hand rubbing his crotch. “The penis must be hard,” she said. “I need you.”
Once they were in their cabin, Audra pushed him onto the bed. “I can have you all to myself in here.” She took her pants back off and rubbed her pussy up and down his leg while kneading his cock over his pants.
“No way, Audie, we’re not doing this now. I couldn’t yet if I wanted to.”
“No? We’re not going to fuck? But I need you.”
“We’re not doing anything until you tell me what’s going on with you.”
Audra scowled and struggled to understand. Her heart was racing and she was squirming. “We’re not going to fuck.”
“That’s right.”
“I was thinking; I could fuck someone else, then.” Before her words could register with Steve, she mumbled to herself that that would be alright. “Yes, I’ll fuck someone else and come back when you’re ready.”
“You’re staying here. You’re not fucking anyone.”
“I’m not?”
“No.”
“There is no one to fuck.”
“That’s right.”
“I need you.”
“I said no, I can’t.”
Audra went limp then, staring blindly. Blink-chugga-chugga-chugga, blink-chugga-chugga-chugga…
Steve repeatedly jiggled her unsuccessfully to awaken her. He wiped some drool from her mouth, mildly puzzled about how strangely slick it was.
He held her close and tried to block out the increasingly pervading sounds of sex from outside. He didn’t dare to leave for help and doubted that he’d find any anyway. He thought about the woman that accosted him when he was looking for Audra. “I need you,” she had said, the same thing that Audra said to him, the same thing the woman on the bathroom floor said.
About an hour later, Audra’s body stiffened. She sat upright and unconsciously undid Steve’s pants. He held off speaking to her and waited instead, curious about what roused her. Is she sleepwalking? He helped to take his pants down and exposed his listless cock.
“The penis must be hard,” she said and settled her open, wet pussy on him the way a mother bird sits on her eggs. She wriggled and humped until it swelled enough for her to take him in. Click. As Steve felt his erection quicken, she rebooted her earlier mechanical thrusts. Yes, fucking…
Fucka-fucka, fucka-fucka…
Something was off. Steve knew Audra’s vagina well and the one squeezing his cock wasn’t quite right. He didn't fit the same and instead of the usual random give and take, her muscles gripped and released his cock in a regular, rolling motion, like a wave up and down his shaft. He grabbed her butt to reposition himself but that wasn’t the same either. It wasn’t bigger and it wasn’t smaller. Rounder he thought, and firmer—just a little.
