"Have you ever fucked on a train?" she asked.

"No. Have you?"

"No," she said.

"A first that we can share together: Fucking our way across America."

"I like the way that sounds."

"Will this be our Zipless Fuck?"

"Maybe."

I wasn't surprised that she would know about the Zipless Fuck as described in Fear of Flying by Erica Jong. She later confessed that she was surprised that I knew about it.

Now that we had established that we wanted to fuck each other, there was less talk, and it was more lusty than it had been. And it was now time to explore each other in a very physical (and lusty) way.

Let my describe this sexy little minx to you. She was a brunette with a pixie style haircut, about 5 feet, 8 inches. She had a lithe, trim figure under the knit, cream colored tank top and a pair of beige hemmed shorts. This showed off her legs, which I had been admiring all afternoon and evening. I liked the way she drew her legs up when she was sitting in the chair(s) beside me. She had beautiful brown and expressive eyes. To look at her I would say her look was diminutive, not assertive. But that appearance was deceptive, as I learned throughout the afternoon and evening.

She was braless and I noticed when her nipples got hard at different times during the conversation though I tried not to make my noticing too obvious. She had nice perky breasts. Not large, but probably a solid B to C-cup.

I turned off most of the lights in the room but left the curtains to the outside windows open. She noticed and questioned that, but I pointed out that we were traveling more than 60 miles per hour and at times near 90 miles per hour and anyone who saw us through the window would see us in just a flash (actually "a flash of a flash"). Now, if we were sitting in a train station, it would probably not be with any of the lights on. But being on the upper level of the car would make it difficult for anyone at platform level to see us.

And so we began the not so slow peeling off of clothing. She started first by removing my polo style shirt and before I could reciprocate, she unbuckled my belt, unbuttoned my shorts and unzipped them. As she reached into my shorts, gravity had them slide down my legs and I stepped out of them. My cock was hard and stuffed inside my black bikini style underwear. She worked her hand under the waistband to "release me." I'm sure she notice how wet the front of my underwear was because I had been leaking pre-cum for quite a while.

Before she could strip me out of my underwear, I began to undo her shorts. With them loosened, I slipped my hands around her waist and hips and then inside her panties and cupped her ass with both my hands to draw her close for the first of many, many kisses. It was so good to embrace someone this way and I hadn't forgotten that. I don't know how long and how many kisses were involved in that embrace but I finally completed the opening of her shorts and let them drop to the floor. Before she could kick them out of the way, I crouched down and picked them, folded them and placed to the side. It put me in the perfect position to work my face up her legs to the front of her panties.

She let out a moan as I brought my nose and mouth to her pubic area and that was from outside of her panties. I paused briefly to breathe in her scent and to hint at what was to cum. I continued upward and raised her tank top up to expose her breasts. I gave each one a fair amount of attention, gently sucking each nipple into my mouth in turn. I knew that I would be spending more time and attention to her breasts. This, too, was just the warm-up. As I lifted her shirt over her head, she reached down to take off my underwear. As they slid down my legs, she grasped my cock as we once again embraced and kissed. She started to work her way down towards my cock but I stopped her to allow me to remove her panties. They slid down to her ankles and she stepped out of them and now we were totally naked on the train rolling down the tracks.

Sometimes there was a roadway paralleling the tracks outside the window, sometimes not. Although the room was not brightly lit, I imagine that any late night driver or trucker travelling in the same direction of the train might have gotten a few seconds of a very erotic scene moving down the tracks. But we were largely oblivious to it.

Initially, she got down on her knees to suck my cock. But I placed a towel on the seat and had her sit there while I held myself in place with my hands up against the top of the room. She coddled my balls with her left hand while she was sucking me and wrapped her right hand around my ass to pull me towards her mouth when she wanted. I felt a finger work its way into position and then slip through my sphincter muscles into my ass. I didn't need to tell her what I liked. She was doing it.

We were probably about halfway to Sandpoint, ID when she asked if she could give me an enema. I didn't leave any doubt about how I felt about it.

"Absolutely! You want me to fix it?"

"Yes, I'll watch."

It seemed to take forever for the hot water to reach the sink (but maybe I was just impatient), but once it arrived, I quickly adjusted the temperature, had her feel the water temperature, and the filled the bag as much as possible. I had to use a water cup to completely fill the bag. I screwed in the cap making sure that the clamp was closed on the hose. She excused herself to go into the bathroom and pee.

I folded down the top bunk and hung the bag from the edge of the bunk where the ladder attached. I purged air out of the hose and then hung the nozzle over the hook after closing the clamp. I heard the toilet flush and I positioned myself in front of the window, slightly bent over to present my ass to her. She came out to see the hanging red bag and me bent over and said what a sight it was.

I had placed a small jar of petroleum jelly near the bag and told her that she could dip the nozzle into jar to get a glob on the nozzle.

"Or you could lube me with your fingers."

She chose the finger route, finger hooked inside my anal muscle ring and tracing circles around it and then extending a finger or two deep inside my rectum. She probably did this for three or four minutes before she extracted her fingers, wiped them off with a tissue, and then took hold of the nozzle. She asked me to bend over further and I felt the nozzle make contact and then slide right in. I heard the click and felt the cool water in the hose race into me before the warm water started flowing in. I told her to set the clamp back a couple of clicks, which she did. She slipped around in front of me and seated herself back in the seat to watch the bag slowly empty and me slowly fill. She could watch my cock pulse with each heartbeat and slight contraction.

I eventually turned towards her and she took my cock back in her mouth once again and proceeded to suck and slide it in and out of her mouth. I could tell the bag was nearly drained without looking but it wouldn't make any sound once emptied. I wasn't far from cumming, but I wasn't close either. I wasn't having any problem holding the enema in or the nozzle. I left out the part about how large an enema I could take.

She was getting concerned about me not cumming in her mouth and I assured her that she wasn't do anything wrong and that it felt wonderful (I'm just not fast in cumming through oral stimulation). But I suggested something else. I told her that I'd love to be deep inside her when I came the first time. And....

"I'd love our first fucking on a train include both of us with enemas inside us." She was a little concerned that she could both fuck and hold an enema at the same time. I told her that's why I have both pads and towels just in case. She was a little skeptical. I removed the nozzle from my ass and placed the bag in the sink. I opened my suitcase and pulled out a couple of pads and a couple of towels and placed them on the bed.

I told her to "assume the position" like I had. I cleaned the nozzle off with soap and water and then filled the bag up and hung it up the upper bunk. I grabbed two condoms out of my travel kit and dropped them on the bed. She told me that I didn't have to use a condom because she was on birth control pills. In fact, she needed to take her next one. She reached into her bag pulled out the the familiar Ortho round pill dispenser and punched out a pill and took it with a cup of water. She let me see it and then put it back in her bag and reassumed the position. Since neither one of us were drug users or sleeping around, we agreed that we were probably quite safe without condoms.

I used the same type of two-finger technique that she used on me to get her lubricated before I had her bend over even more and slipped the nozzle in. I wasn't having any trouble holding this enema so far. But I didn't release the clamp holding her enema back. I got on the bed on my back instead and positioned myself over the pads. Although my abdomen had a little bulge from the enema, I think it was my bulging cock she was focused on. I told her to get on top of me and I'd hold the nozzle in place while she mounted me.

She was incredibly wet. Normally, I would have had my mouth all over that pussy. But there would be time for that. It took her in about three strokes, but on the third one she buried my cock inside her and she immediately started to cum. I lifted my head to take those sweet nipples into my mouth and that sent her off to another round of orgasms. And I hadn't even released the clamp yet. I let her recover for a minute as she slowly rocked her hips and slid up and down my cock.

"Are you ready for me to open the clamp?" I asked.

She nodded her head, biting her lower lip, eyes closed. I opened the clamp with a click and then set the clamp back two clicks after the initial surge. Her breathing changed and she was letting out a little sound with each exhale with an occasional moan. The bag was about half emptied when she told me that she needed to slow down or stop. I closed the clamp and told her to rock her hips more and it will help the enema spread out and relieve the pressure. As she did that she started quietly saying "Oh, God. Oh, God." over and over.

The train was slowing down as we were approaching Sandpoint, Idaho. I kept listening to her quietly saying it was "so warm, so good," and "Oh, God." I opened the clamp up again and set it for a slow flow into her. She was having these little waves of orgasms as she continued to stroke me. I assisted by flexing my hips to get even deeper. She asked me how I was doing and Indicated I was doing fine.

"Are you ready to cum?"

"I'm getting pretty close."

The train stopped. I told her "Welcome to Sandpoint, Idaho." The train was relatively quiet for the moment except this string of quietly whispered comments between each breathe. .It would be a very short stop.

"I am so full..., so warm. These little continuous waves...., but there's... a big one coming.... You feel bigger...is that the enema?...or are you bigger? Oh, God...Oh, God....Cum with me...Cum with me...Please...cum with me..."

The bag was empty and I closed the clamp. I was very close to cumming and it wouldn't take much for me to go over the edge. The train started to move.

"I'm ready to cum with you"

"I want to feel you cum..., I want to feel you cum..., I want to feel your cum...inside me....,...Go ahead... I want you...to fill me...Oh, so good..."

"Here we go!" I said. And then my body tensed up and I started to spurt my cum inside her. "Oh, yes" is what we were both saying as I was cumming and she was feeling me cum inside her. And then she went over the edge and had her next massive orgasm. I held her up while she was cumming. The nozzle managed to stay in her. She finally laid down on top of me and we were a hot sweaty mess.

"How are you doing?" I asked.

"I am so full but I'm doing okay. How about you?"

"Good, really good."

"How did you like your first train and enema fuck?" I asked.

"It was so good. I thought it would be harder to hold. But once I got into all those little orgasms and working up to another big one, it was easier to hold than it is now."

"Do you need to release?" I asked.

"No, not yet. I just want to lay here and feel you inside me."

My cock wasn't hard, but I hadn't softened enough to fall out or slide out of her.

A few minutes later, I finally did slide out of her, and that's when she indicated that she need to go release her enema. I asked if she needed to keep the nozzle in to hold it in and she said no. I pulled the nozzle out of her and she got up and went and got on the toilet and closed the door. Out came all the enema. Not exactly private and soundproof. But it didn't take her too long to release much of the enema. She wiped up and flushed the toilet. She said "next" as she came out. We traded places.

I got on the toilet and released my enema. I didn't bother to close the door and she could watch me release. It took me a little longer to release my enema. Plus, I had held mine longer and I had more pee to release. But I finally wiped up and flushed the toilet. I wet a washcloth with warm water and soap and came over to the bed. I had her spread her legs and I wiped her off with the wash cloth and then rinsed it and then wiped off any soap. I prepared to do the same to myself when she said "let me." I let her wipe between my legs and clean me up. I picked the pads up off the bed. No leakage, that was good.

My cum was still leaking out of her. I had a towel for that. She was laying on the bed waiting for me to get in with her. She was really prepared for me to get back on top of her rather than beside her.

"How much cum did you shoot up there?"

"I think I emptied what's accumulated in my balls over the past two days. But there is one thing I didn't get to do."

"This." I brought my mouth to her labia lips of her pussy and started to lick her pussy juices including my cum. I figured the time between our cumming (together) and now would reduce any hypersensitivity to the touch of my mouth and tongue.

She let out a guttural "Oh!" After a minute or two she asked "Are you part dog?" I laughed. She knew the behavior of dogs.

I got hard again and she welcomed me back inside her. This time, no enemas. Just pure, lusty, passionate sex. She had multiple orgasms before I was cumming inside her again. I stayed on top of her, pelvis to pelvis, until I slipped out once again. Once again my lips found her pussy and my cum draining out of her.

"Again?" she asked.

"No, I'm just going to clean you up a little, and then we can get some sleep."

After a couple of minutes she told me that I'd better stop unless I was ready to finish what I was starting again. I stopped and she turned on her side. I slid up beside her and we cuddled together and drifted off to sleep. I woke up when the train reached it's next stop in Libby, Montana and then drifted back to sleep in the arms of this angel.

(to be continued)