Lust on the Tracks

By Vicki C. Smith

Two trains. One derailment. Double the passengers. Tight spaces and being stuck in the middle of the winter wilderness: a ripe opportunity to engage in kinky debauchery aboard...

• Language: English
• Publisher: Vicki C. Smith
• Release date: Mar 1, 2017
• ISBN: 9781370463787

Vicki C. Smith

Writing erotic fantasy short stories began just over one year ago for Vicki C. Smith. After much consideration, her first book, a novella entitled "Mannequin" was written over the summer of 2013. Born and raised in Canada, Vicki is an avid reader, cyclist, dancer and enjoys martial arts, rock concerts and travel. When she is not writing, Vicki is either working in the field of business management or spending time with friends and family.

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Lust on the Tracks

By Vicki C. Smith

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Copyright 2017 Vicki C. Smith

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Lust on the Tracks

Story 1: The Watcher

He dipped his fingers into the glass of red wine and circled my lips with the tangy sweetness before plunging them into my mouth. Tracing each digit from the base to the fingertip with my tongue, I sucked one, two then three at a time, closing my eyes to mimic the pleasure of giving him head. It's what he wanted. The clucking of the train tracks beneath our cabin, along with the motion of the train only enhanced the mood. Bumps and clicks only made me want him more, and he knew it.

We sat across from a set of empty seats. No one had claimed them, and we were glad for the extra privacy. The cost of a private cabin was outside of our budget range, so we settled for economical class seating. The only other people in the cabin included an elderly couple and a young woman listening to her headphones while typing on her laptop. It was close to eleven o'clock at night. The lights were dimmed. If we chose to get a little naughty, we could likely get away with it.

Josh stared into my eyes, his deep chocolate pupils entranced with me. I loved how we locked glances, as he would brush his strong, skillful fingers through my shoulder length blond hair. As he did this, I slid my hands beneath his buttoned shirt to touch his smooth, hard chest sprinkled with hair. His nipples were erect and ready to succumb to my pinching, pulling one, then the other, causing him to stiffen.

Mmmm yes....lower, he moaned, eyes closed. My eager hands dove below his loosened belt and beneath the trousers, where I found his warm, throbbing cock ready for my mouth. Adjusting my seat, I slowly, nonchalantly, knelt on the carpeted floor, using my elbow to push up the seat and foot rest. No one idled or walked through the aisle. Everything was quiet, peaceful, except the clunking of the train against the tracks and the subtle suction of my mouth and throat working Josh's erection. If anyone walked by, what would I do?

Taking him in, sliding his juicy cock in and out of my mouth, I licked the sides with my flickering tongue, he grew. Pulsating inside of me, I could feel the tip grace the roof of my mouth as I traced my tongue ring from the tip down to the base. In a pattern, I relished his manhood, quick enough to maintain the intensity, and slow enough to keep his erection, gradually easing him to the point of ejaculation, until...

The train stopped abruptly. The sudden jolt of the car threw us apart. I braced myself with my hands on the floor. The wine spilt and glass broke. Did we hit something on the tracks? Was there a derailment or accident? My mind raced. Josh quickly did up