[qazzy1749]

There was an overnight coastal train ride that was memorable. It was the first time we had a private deluxe sleeping compartment all to ourselves. The service was great, as there was a porter for the sleeping compartments and a shorter line into the dining car, rather than from the coach side. We could even order with the porter and dine in our compartment, which has more room than in coach and the observation cars.

We had big picture windows, a double bed folded out from the couch, another pull-down sleeper, and our own bathroom with a built-in shower. We walked around the train cars for a bit, but spent most of our time in our compartment for the sake of room and privacy.

That evening, we had fun testing out the double bed, and she seemed to enjoy the rocking motion of the train. To my delight, we did it again during bedtime. Hummmmm.

The next morning, after breakfast and some sightseeing from our window, she seemed to be frisky with her hands. We pulled the curtains to enjoy ourselves again. After a couple of hours, she wanted to do it again. She seems to be insatiable with the rocking of the train, and I am not complaining at all.

This time, I left the curtains open. Since she seemed insatiable and playful, I moved her from the bed to plaster her naked against the picture window, taking her from behind. What could anyone see from a moving train's window anyway? While pounding her from behind, there was another train traveling in the opposite direction. She wanted to get out of the window, but I held her there instead. It was a thrill for both of us with the opposite windows right there, but moving at double the speed, our image would have just flashed across the window.

To keep up with the fun, we remained naked in our compartment and continued to play. We did step back some when the train came in for a station stop.

Oh yes, she was insatiable with the rocking motion of the train.