It happened many years ago, when I was just twenty-six. I had been with many girls, but I had not yet met the right one. In those years I looked very good, I did a lot of sports, which gave me a strong and shapely body. I still have it now, but it has aged a bit. In those days I almost always traveled by train, I didn’t need a car and it saved me a lot of money. I worked a lot and sometimes went weeks without girls and fun, my friends were all married.
Three of my friends also had children, so they couldn’t go out anymore because of this change in their lives. At that time, computers and the Internet were still in their infancy or just too expensive to buy. Once again I had worked overtime and boarded an almost empty train, my journey took twenty minutes. I had bought a spacious apartment where I had a delicious retreat. Sometimes a friend would come over on weekends, and the last time I had thrown a party. Twenty people had been there, partying all weekend. There was a lot of drinking, but we had a terrific time and a lot of old stories were told.
After the weekend, I spent about three days cleaning up and restocking. As I walked onto the platform, I saw the train quietly waiting for the conductor to blow the whistle. I was a little lost in thought, it was already quite dark outside. Summer is over again, the days are getting shorter and you can feel it. Suddenly I heard a door open, I put my hand in my pocket, thinking it was the conductor. For a moment nothing happens, then I hear the tapping of heels, I take my hand out of my pocket and see what kind of woman is coming. There was a smell of perfume on the train, and then the woman came out from behind the benches. She looks very good, I guess she is about forty.
She is wearing a skirt that comes up to just above her knees, and underneath her legs are hidden in tights or nylons, I can’t see them very well. Over the skirt she wears a sweater that shows off her not too large breasts. Her face is cheerful, a light tan that must still be from the sun. She has long dark blonde hair, her eyes are slightly lined with a pencil and her lips are shiny with lipstick. She is wearing pumps with a nice high and thin heel, her eyes wandering around the train, then she sits down on the other side opposite me. As she sits down, she pulls her coat from underneath her, giving me a brief glimpse under her skirt. Smiling, she looks at me and takes a booklet out of her bag.
My thoughts are working overtime and quickly cause a hard cock. Carefully, I stroke my pants for a moment, then look outside again. Fortunately, it has become completely dark, and I can see her through the glass. There is something about this woman that attracts me, she sits quietly reading and when she turns a page she looks at me. She lets her eyes pass over me for a moment and continues reading her book. I hope this train ride never ends, this is the first time I have seen something so beautiful on a train. She turns another page, closes her book and glances at me again. She says, “Why don’t you just look at me? Of course it’s exciting to look at me through the window. But I think you’ll see more if you just look at me. Her beautiful voice, not too loud, takes me out of my thoughts, and I look at her startled. I can’t get a word out because of her obvious question. She continued to look at me, her eyes fixed on mine. Her tongue passes over her lips for a moment, her hands resting on her legs.
Still overwhelmed by her remark, I said, “You are a very beautiful woman, I have never experienced this on a train. Forgive me for looking at you like that, but I cannot help it because of your beauty. Smiling, she looks at me, her hand disappears in her pocket and comes out with a ticket. She extends her arm to me, I take the card from her and look at what is written on it. She says in a soft voice, “I would love for you to call me sometime, the number on the card you can call any time of the day. You are a beautiful young man I would like to meet.
The train begins to slow down, the woman gets up, straightens her clothes, and without saying anything, she leaves the train. Left alone in the delicious smell of her perfume, I look at the platform and see the woman closing her coat and leaving the station with a brisk stride. The train starts moving again and a moment later everything is gone, only the scent of her perfume is left in the train. The next stop is mine; before the train even starts, it has to slow down. As soon as it stops, I get off and walk to the bike shed, then I ride to my apartment, still in my mind. I put the bike in the storage room and take the elevator up. I usually take the stairs, but this night is different. I hang my coat on the coat rack and walk into the room, turn on the light and immediately draw the curtains. In the kitchen I take care of the things I need for the last day of the week.
I walk around the house with pen and paper to make a shopping list. On the table is the woman’s card, which seems to draw me back to her every time. I pick up my cell phone and dial the number on the card. When it rings three times, I hear her voice, she calls her name and there is silence again. Then again; Aya. Hi Aya, this is the boy from the train. I wanted to hear your voice again. My name is Jason. She answers enthusiastically and says, “Hello Jason, I’m glad you called me again. When I got off the train, I didn’t have a good feeling. Now that the feeling has completely changed, would you like to come to my house this weekend? If you like, we can go shopping together, have a drink and maybe watch a movie? Gladly Aya, I will come to you on Saturday afternoon, just tell me what time. She says smiling, “I want you to stop saying ‘you’, and if you really want to come, I’ll expect you around 1:30. Is that possible? Is that a little convenient for you?
No problem, I’ll do everything in the morning and be with you around 1:30. Smiling, she taps her cell phone. I have a good feeling about this. For the first time in my life I’m being decorated, that’s how it feels. Smiling, I walk through the house, turn off the lights, and after a deliciously long shower, I dive into my bed. One more day of work, and then I quickly do everything in the house. Then a beautiful weekend awaits me, what will happen I don’t know, I’ll let it all wash over me. I will definitely enjoy it, and that night I have all kinds of dreams. One is more exciting than the other and when I wake up the next morning I have a hard cock in my panties. I stroke it slowly and already feel the first drops falling on my hand. Smiling, I get up; I don’t have much time. After breakfast and getting my things together, I go downstairs. I leave the storeroom with my bike in my hand. It is still very quiet, I am the only one who leaves this early every morning. I told my neighbors that I did it to get home early.
They laughed, I never got home earlier than them. Smiling, I drive to the station and park my bike in the locked bike shed. When I walked onto the platform, the train was just arriving, there were not many people on the train. As the ticket inspector checks my passport, I chat with him. We have known each other for a few years, he rides this line often and I take this train every day. I have a car, but I only use it on weekends or when I have to go somewhere in the evening. For the first time, I get home early on Friday night. The next morning, I finish the last things in the house. I enjoy it and leave the house to run a few errands. When I return, I make some coffee and relax on the couch. Before I leave, I take a quick shower and get in my car on time. I arrive at the house fifteen minutes before the appointed time. I park my car on the sidewalk and walk to the front door. It takes a while for the door to open after I ring the bell, but as soon as the door opens, the delicious smell of her perfume hits me. Standing in the doorway is a very beautiful woman.
She wears a long skirt with a short boot with a high heel underneath. A tight blouse that shows off her breasts very nicely, her hair hangs wavy over her face. Her face is lightly made up and her eyes look at me brightly, she gives me a hand and pulls me gently towards her. I get a kiss on my cheeks and feel her warm lips for a moment. Hi Jason, good to see you already here. Did you find it easy? She closes the door behind me and walks ahead of me into the room. There she turns around and looks at me with mysterious glittering eyes. I only went the wrong way three times, Aya. That’s not so bad, dear Ron, there are people who can’t find it. But there is another part of the road just like this one. And when you’re there, you can’t go there in one go. I thought you could come by bicycle? But you have a car that I saw. I have a car, but I rarely use it, the train is much easier for me. I never have to worry about parking and it costs less too, and if I had driven to work I would never have met you. She quickly presses a kiss on my lips and then goes into the kitchen, returning with two cups of coffee and putting them on the table. Over coffee we talk about our lives and tell each other about each other. She shows me her house and says she is going to change her clothes so we can leave.
When I tell her that she doesn’t need to change because she already looks delicious as she is, she gives me a long, loving look and then walks out of the room. Ten minutes later she returns and has changed her long skirt for a shorter one. The blouse had given way to a sweater; she had changed nothing else. I get up and walk with her to my car, we agreed to go into town. I drive slowly, looking at the beautiful woman sitting next to me. I still wonder why she is going out with me, I am sure there are many men who would kill to go out with her. After parking the car, we walk downtown. Soon she gives me an arm and walks close to me through the center. Enjoying her warmth and presence, we go in and out of different shops and stop at a nice café. Laughing and talking, we enjoy a delicious afternoon, and when the shops close, we walk through the increasingly quiet streets.
At the movie theater we decide which movie to watch later, then we walk to a cozy restaurant. It looks quite expensive, but at this moment I don’t care. She hangs up her coat at the coat check and walks in ahead of me in her high heels. It looks like she comes here quite often. She sits down at a small table in the back of the store; I sit across from her. A leaky girl comes to the zone table with the menu, she picks up our drinks. Aya puts her hand on mine and looks at me sternly. May I put together our dinner?
Of course you may, Aya, I leave it entirely up to you. She takes the menu and puts it on the edge of the table. When the girl comes back, she orders for us. The girl writes everything down with a smile. I look around the cozy looking restaurant and feel her fingers run over my hand. A lot of warmth emanates from her fingers and slowly spreads through my body. I look at her and see a beautiful sparkle in her eyes. It is as if we have known each other for a long time. Jason, do you know that you are a very handsome man? You must think of me as a strange woman and perhaps see me as an adventure. I have known you for a long time, a long time ago I saw you for the first time, and then I felt a certain atmosphere. I wanted to meet you even then, but due to various circumstances, nothing ever came of it.
This past week has been very important for me, and if it didn’t work out now, I don’t think it would ever happen again. I have already told you that I am single and have had very few experiences with men. My life is otherwise a lot of work and little fun. It has been a long time since I have been out with anyone. I hope you like being with an older woman here. Aya, I find it delicious to be here with you. I’m a simple guy who doesn’t do anything I don’t agree with. Or does it because someone else wants it, I think you are a very beautiful woman and that you are older than me, I just find delicious. I hope it will last a long time. She squeezes my hand tightly for a moment, then laughs and go. The appetizer is brought by the girl, it looks very delicious. I enjoy it and eat in silence, every bite a pleasure. During the meal we talk again about all sorts of things, she tells me about her work, her past and how she sees her future.
When we ask for the bill, I am not given the opportunity to pay. I look at her strangely, because I wanted to pay. Smiling, she pays and I help her into her coat at the cashier’s desk. Smiling, I get a kiss from her and we go to the movie theater. I buy the tickets so she can’t pay. We take a bottle of drink and sit comfortably in the theater, I put her coat on a chair next to me. As it slowly gets dark in the auditorium, I feel her hand clasping mine. Again, warmth flows through my body. For the first time, I felt very calm with such a beautiful woman beside me. When I went to the movies with a friend, I usually wanted to catch her as soon as possible. With her beside me, I don’t feel the need at all, I’d like to, but I’m not really into it. After the movie, we go for a drink in a quiet café. Soon I realize that she has had enough. I suggest we leave. She looks at me for a moment, gets up smiling, and a little later we drive to her house. I see that she is completely relaxed. With her eyes closed, she was enjoying the gentle bounce of the car, her hand slowly stroking up her skirt. Would you like to come inside for a drink later, Jason? If you want, I’ll go with you and stay until you kick me out.
Smiling, Aya looks at me, a strange glow in her eyes. When she opens the door it suddenly starts to rain, we both look outside for a moment and have to laugh about it. We were lucky to be home in time, otherwise we would have gotten quite wet. Aya pours us something to drink and sits down next to me on the couch. For the first time in my life I feel a little uncomfortable because of her sharp look. Slowly, Aya opens her mouth, her tongue stroking her lips for a moment. She puts a hand on my arm and closes her eyes for a moment. What do you think of me now, Jason? Do you think I’m vulgar? I think you are a wonderful woman, Aya, and certainly not a vulgar one. Why should I think that? I invited you Jason, we went out. If you do that as an older woman, most men will immediately think you’re a whore and available. Aya, that’s the biggest nonsense there is, I don’t think that if you invite someone you are immediately a whore. Of course if you would do that every day it would be different, I think you are a very beautiful and special woman and I am very happy that you invited me. Jason, what is something you would never do? I mean that in every sense of the word.
Are there any taboos for you in everyday life and in sex? I assume you regularly fuck a young woman. I have a lot of girlfriends, but I don’t go to bed with them very often. I don’t think I have a taboo, well, actually I do. I will never do anything sexual with poop, children and animals. Although the latter is the least taboo, so that’s what I’ll never do and beyond that I don’t know. Maybe time will tell if there are more things I won’t do. Why do you ask? Just like that, Jason, sometimes as a human being you know there are things you better not try. But when I hear you like this, it’s not so bad. I really want you to stay with me tonight, Jason. Would you? Very much, Aya, you are a wonderful woman. She turns to me and presses her warm lips against mine. For a moment nothing happens, then I slowly open my lips and my tongue slides between our lips. I immediately meet her wet tongue. Stroking and gasping for air, we make it a long, passionate tongue kiss. When I let my hands slide down her back, a slight moan comes from her throat, she lets go of my lips and looks at me with moist eyes.
Aya grabs my hand and pulls me behind her into the hallway, she lets go of my hand for a moment and walks back into the room. In the hallway she takes my hand again and pulls me with her up the stairs. For a moment, I look up her skirt and see her beautiful legs wrapped in black nylons. In the bedroom, she pressed a few small lights, and with deft fingers, she quickly removed all my clothes. When I want to take off something of hers, her hands stop me. Enjoying her fingers, her nails and her caresses, I feel a shiver of pleasure running through my body. Our lips meet again for a long tongue kiss, slowly I pull up her sweater. Aya lets go of me and the sweater disappears with ease, revealing a beautiful dark green bra. With my hands I take both breasts and stroke them gently. I feel the nipples grow between my fingers, soft moans come from her beautiful mouth.
Her head falls back, leaving her breasts firmly in my hands. As I slowly caress her belly with my hands, she wraps her arms around my neck. I unbutton her skirt and let it slide to the floor. For a moment she looks at me with horrified eyes. I press a kiss on her lips and caress her beautiful round bottom through her panties. I feel her body tremble slightly as my fingers slowly creep forward. I notice that she turns away slightly, trying to keep her crotch away from my hands. With my hands under her bottom, I lift her up and lay her on the bed. My lips caress her body, grabbing the hard nipples with my lips through the pretty green bra. My hand caresses her legs and the deliciously smooth nylons, stopping just below the panties. I feel a slight bulge under my leg which is over her crotch, I slide my lips down and pull the panties aside. A very nice, hard, not too big cock pops out, I look at it and let my tongue slide along it. With a loud moan Aya tries to push her growing cock between my lips. With my tongue I continue to stroke the cock and when I finally take it between my lips it has become rock hard. Stroking it and enjoying the surprise, I see that it is bigger than mine. I try to make it disappear as far down my throat as possible; I had sucked a cock some years ago. But a cock attached to a woman’s body that looks so nice and big is something I’ve never had before. It is not long before I hear her moan that she is going to come. She wants to pull her cock out of my mouth but I stop her and suddenly I feel her body jerk.
My mouth fills with the warm cum, every drop disappearing down my throat. Slowly she calms down and when I look at her I see tears rolling down her cheeks. She wants to say something, but I stop her by pressing my lips to hers. She puts her arms around my body and pulls me tightly against her, the kiss getting fuller and warmer. My cock is on her belly, leaving a trail of wetness. She slides one arm off my back and gently strokes my bottom. She squeezes it for a moment and then slides her hand between us, her soft fingers closing around my cock. The warmth emanating from her hand creates a delicious orgasm. Shockingly, I squirt my cum all over her stomach and hand. Smiling, she looks at me and presses her lips to mine again. She continues to caress me with her hand. Normally I can’t take much right after I come, but now I feel that my cock doesn’t even slacken. Slowly I get off her and sit between her legs, she looks at me pleadingly. With my smooth and wet cock I crawl further up and press my hard cock against her bottom. She puts her legs against my chest and immediately my cock disappears into her asshole. I can’t hold back for long and start fucking her with hard thrusts, her eyes are closed. I feel my cum bubbling up again, with a loud moan I come for the second time, jerking violently I squirt everything into her ass. I grab her cock and pull it out with gentle strokes, it is hard again and glistening with my cum that has been squirted against it. She looks at me excitedly, pushes me off and gives me a long tongue kiss.
Then she turns around and puts me on my stomach on the bed. I know what is going to happen and I am totally ready. She sits down between my legs and pulls me up by my hips. I feel the slick cock stroking along my balls and immediately she presses it against my starlet. Very carefully she pushes her big cock into my ass, when it is halfway in she pauses for a moment and then pulls it back a little. At that moment I relax and immediately Aya pushes her full length into me. It hurts, but I bite into the pillow and let it all come over me. Very gently her hands caress my bottom, so that I relax more and more. She begins to fuck me gently, the pain disappearing very quickly and giving way to delicious pleasure. She notices that I am enjoying and delicious and begins to fuck me with hard and faster thrusts. I squeeze my bottom tightly with each thrust and notice that she finds this very delicious. I get the feeling that her cock is getting bigger and bigger. Her hands close around my hips and I hear her moan, then her warm cum flows into my buttocks. A very strange sensation takes hold of me, for the first time I feel cum flowing into my ass.
The warmth she gives me is delicious and I know immediately that I want to experience this many more times. She lowers herself over me and we lie there together for a while. When our breathing returns to normal, she gets up and pulls me with her. In the bathroom she turns on the faucet, and together we step under the delicious water and wash each other. I never left her that weekend, and after that I spent many days, weekends and holidays with her. This dream was for me the most beautiful thing that can happen in a human life, but after a few years our relationship suddenly ended. I don’t know exactly what happened, but when I rang her doorbell, she was not at home.
She usually told me she was going away, but this time she didn’t say anything. When I called her the following week, she gave a strange answer, I was told later that she wanted to think for a while and be alone. I gave her that space and that was the beginning of the end. I never saw her again, when I think back it was three wonderful years. We did almost everything, but why it suddenly ended, I never found out. Now, many years later, I still think back to that experience very often, I think there are few men who have gone through my experience. “