First time on a train

I had just entered university then and after the entrance exams, I went to my parents by train, and he turned out to be the conductor in my carriage; there was a student construction brigade of conductors at the time. I ended up in a compartment with three men aged 25–35.

It was hot, and I asked them to step out so I could change from jeans and a T-shirt into a robe. But they laughed and said it was pointless, that I could change in front of them anyway, since I'd be traveling with them for two days and they would definitely get a good look and feel everything and stick something somewhere, so they advised me not to waste time changing but to just

undress and proceed with the planned program.

I got scared and felt really uncomfortable, so I grabbed my bag and rushed out of the compartment into the corridor. They just laughed and said I had nowhere to go, the train was packed, so I'd come back to their compartment anyway. That when I made up my mind, I could just come in and undress. I felt very hurt and scared; I saw the train was full and I really had nowhere to go. So I stood in the corridor all the way to Tula. And in Tula, my future husband came out of the conductors' compartment before the station. In Tula, I wanted to get off, but the conductor (my husband, Andrei) suddenly asked why I was getting off in Tula if my ticket was to Sochi?

I don't know why myself, but I told him everything and burst into tears, saying I didn't know what to do. He told me to calm down, that he was the commander of this brigade and as soon as the train started moving, he would solve my problem, that it was his duty. Just then, those three returned from the kiosk with beer, and one of them smirked and said something to Andrei like, since he liked me too, they didn't mind if he was the fourth, that I wouldn't wait long, I'd come on my own soon, and then he grabbed me by the pussy through my jeans.

I found out later that Andrei had served in the Pacific Fleet in a special forces marine unit, but at that moment, I didn't have time to understand anything before those guys were on the asphalt, and their broken beer bottles were on the tracks under the carriage. Andrei led me into the carriage and said I could calmly return to my compartment, that those guys would be too scared to do anything now.

But I said I was still scared and wouldn't go to the compartment. Then he thought and said it could be resolved. His partner had fallen ill before the trip, they hadn't had time to replace him, and he was alone on the journey. It was a violation, of course, but I could take the conductors' compartment, and he had to work all the time anyway, so he needed to be in the service compartment.

I gladly agreed. In the conductors' compartment, I changed immediately. I still remember I put on a robe, blue, just above the knee, and because of the heat, I only had thin white cotton panties underneath. I didn't stick my nose out of the compartment all day; Andrei didn't appear all day, only looked in towards evening, bringing me tea and sandwiches. I was eating, and he stood there watching me. I said I felt awkward eating while he kept watching, and he suddenly sat down next to me, put his arm around my shoulders, and kissed me on the lips, a long kiss.

He was kissing me, and I caught myself thinking that I wanted him to kiss me like that for a long, long time. And that's what he did. After about ten minutes, I realized the top buttons of my robe were undone down to the waist and his hand was caressing my breast and nipples, and it hadn't just happened but some time ago, and I didn't remember because I was only thinking about him continuing to kiss me. After a while, I felt his hand in my panties. No man had ever touched my breast or my pussy before, but at that moment, I clearly remember my only thought was that I needed to spread my legs wider to make it easier for him.

And outside the window, some station and people on it. And I also remember that first there was an instant sharp pain, then it was very hot and pleasant inside and completely filled with him. And everything inside me vibrated with his movements. Then everything inside clenched into a knot, grew cold, and immediately became very, very hot, and everything seized with a spasm, then everything inside me flowed, his and mine.

And such lightness and weakness all over my body, and I wanted to squeeze my legs tighter so that what was inside me would stay there forever. Then I went to the toilet to wash up because blood mixed with semen was running down my thighs, and I felt very ashamed; it seemed like the whole carriage knew what I had been doing and heard my cries and moans, and now they were looking at me completely differently than before. I washed up and cried. Then I came back to the compartment and cried in front of Andrei.

He started saying something and comforting me. He said he had liked me even when I boarded, but he didn't know how to approach me since I had looked past him (that's true, I hadn't paid attention to him when boarding, just a conductor, like furniture, only noticed him in Tula)), said he would like to keep seeing me, that not all men are scoundrels, etc. And I kept crying. Then he said he didn't know how else to comfort me, but he would be very sorry if it all ended like that. Then, through tears, I told him he was a fool, that I wasn't crying because of what happened, but because I really wanted to make love with him again right now, but I didn't know how to tell him and was ashamed to say it.

He laughed then and said he didn't mind either and I shouldn't be afraid of my desires, it's just that men can't recover their strength so quickly, and I'd either have to wait or help him get ready for action with my mouth. I didn't think for a second, and after ten minutes of joint efforts, it all happened again.

For the rest of the trip to Sochi, we had sex about ten more times. Then I met him every trip to Sochi, and we would lock ourselves in the conductors' compartment for the entire time until the train departed. A month later, I returned to Moscow, to university; two months later, we got married; and six months after that, our eldest daughter was born. And now Andrei and I have been together for over 20 years, we have three children, and I still love having sex with him very much and do it with great pleasure, ready to do anything for him.