Chapter 1: The Train Trip

Mike was on the train from Los Angeles to northern California to visit his aunt and his cousin in the little country town of Yreka near the Oregon border. The train had left L.A. late the night before and had thundered through the darkness passing the rich agricultural region of the southern California valley as Mike slept. He had a two berth sleeper compartment and had been lucky ... no one else had claimed the other berth so he had the whole compartment to himself.

Mike was 17 and was going to visit his aunt Joan and his now almost 15 year old cousin Cindy. It had been almost a year since he had last visited and for the whole year he had to keep pinching himself to make sure the experiences of his last visit had been real and that he hadn’t dreamt the whole thing. It had been one hell of a visit.

He had got to break his then 14 year old cousin’s cherry and had got his first taste of anal sex with his wonderful sexy aunt. He didn’t know about Cindy but his aunt had made it clear that when he came to visit the next time, he was going to get to fuck her again and that she would teach him things he had never dreamed of.

He could hardly wait, and as the train approached San Francisco in the early hours of the morning his cock began to stiffen as he thought about the pleasures still to come. He began to squeeze and fondle his hard dick as he thought about it, and being 17 he could not control his emotions. Soon his hand began to jerk his cock faster and faster and as he imagined it being buried deep in his aunt’s ass, he just lost control and started to cum. Big hot wet spurts of milky white semen shot from his pulsing cockhead and soaked his pajama bottoms as he groaned with pleasure at the release of the fiery liquid from his balls.

Damn! now what the hell was he going to do with his messy pajama bottoms ... Hopefully he could chuck them into the washing machine at aunt Joan’s before anyone noticed.

He washed up in the little washbasin in the compartment and pulled on some clean shorts and then dressed in a pair of Levi jeans and a red plaid woolen shirt. It was almost Christmas and the weather in Northern California was turning cold.

Mike slid up the curtain on the window and realized they were passing through South San Francisco as he saw the International airport slide by. Even at 6:00 am in the morning the big airliners were arriving and departing and the noise of the jet engines was loud enough to drown out the clackety-clack of the trains’ wheels on the track.

Mike loved to fly but the airfare from L.A. to San Francisco or Sacramento and then from there by commuter plane to Yreka was just cost prohibitive so the train had been the only option.

They were probably still a half an hour from San Francisco so Mike figured he could at least get a cup of coffee from the dining car and maybe it wasn’t too early for breakfast.

He pulled his compartment door closed behind him and began to walk down the outside aisle way to the dining car. The train had slowed down and it was harder to keep you footing than when it was speeding along at 80 m.p.h. or more.

As he wobbled down the aisle he lost his balance and stumbled against the door of the compartment about four doors down from his. The door slid open on it’s tracks and as Mike almost fell into the compartment he was astonished to see a gorgeous Latina woman, probably in her middle thirties standing there in just a tiny pair of blue silk thong panties, in the process of lifting her huge lovely coffee colored breasts into her bra

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Her nipples were huge and erect from the cold and the dark aureoles surrounding them were at least two inches in diameter. Mike stood there dumbstruck and then stammered... “ I’m sorry senora. It was an accident. I lost my footing and fell against your door. Please forgive me.”

The woman dropped her bra in surprise and it fell on the ground right at Mike’s feet. Her lovely breasts were now even more exposed to Mike’s view and he just stood there gawking. It was a few moments before she regained her composure and then she said, “ Well don’t just stand there like a dummy. Haven’t you ever seen a bra before. Pick it up and give it to me “.

She made no attempt to cover herself up and it was few more seconds before Mike snapped out of it and reached down to pick up the bra. It felt like it was on fire in his hands and he almost dropped it before passing it to her. She took it from him and shrugged her breasts into the lacy garment and then turned around and backed up to him and said, “ Well the least you could do is hook me up.”

Mike was trembling and was all thumbs as he tried to fasten the catch on her bra. Her gorgeous half naked butt was only inches away from him and the little thong did nothing to hide the dusky crack of her ass. “ I think it’s hooked now “ she said.

Mike hadn’t realized he was still holding onto the clasp and he let it go mumbling “ I’m sorry”

She turned to face him smiling and said, “ You did that quite well. You’ve probably had lots of practice with your young girlfriends no? “ Mike started to say something unintelligible but she interrupted him and said, “ If you don’t mind, I’d like to finish dressing, so you can leave now, and close the door behind you”

Mike backed out of the compartment, closed the door and virtually ran down the aisle towards the dining car. A few minutes later he was still trembling as the steward brought a cup of hot coffee to his table.

Breakfast was not being served until after the train left San Francisco so Mike just sat and watched the suburbs slide by as the train slowly made it’s way in downtown and then into Union Station where there would be a 45 minute layover.

Mike decided to get off the train and walk around in the area near the station to kill time. He left the station and walked down Market Street towards the Chinatown area. It was still early and nothing much was open so he was only able to window-shop. There were lots of pawn-shops near the station, so there was a lot of interesting stuff to see in the windows. A lot of watches and jewelry and cameras and a few guns further back in the display area so they weren’t so easy to reach if someone decided to break the glass and do a little smash and grab. There were also the usual smoke shops that sold cigars and pipes and related paraphernalia. Mixed in with these shops were a few porno-stores that sold magazines and sex toys.

Mike spent a few minutes checking out the big dildos and inflatable dolls that were in the window ... the real hard-core stuff was inside so as not to break the law against obscene window displays.

He had left the porno-store and was walking back towards the station and was looking in a dept. store window when he felt a tap on his shoulder and turned to see the woman from the train behind him.

“See anything interesting “ she asked?” No, I was just killing time “ he stammered.

She looked totally different with all her clothes on. She was wearing a sharp looking business suit with a short skirt and a ruffled blouse underneath. Her hair was bunched up bouffant style and with just a touch of make-up she looked really professional. Maybe like a lawyer or an executive secretary. It was a far cry from the half naked woman he had seen on the train but she was still an absolute knock-out to look at.

“Were you just killing time back there at the other store “ she asked?

Mike blushed and looked at his shoes as he tried to make an excuse. “ I wasn’t really looking “ he said. “ I was just walking past and the store happened to be there”

“That’s o.k. “ she laughed. It’s perfectly normal for young men your age to be interested in that kind of thing. Anyway, we’d better get back to the train or it will leave without us.”

As they hurried back, Mike asked “ where are you going “?

“I’m headed up to Portland for a business seminar “ she answered. “ By the way, I would hate for someone to see me naked and not know my name ... I’m Gabriella, but most people call me Gabby. I don’t really talk a lot but Gabby is less formal than Gabriella

Mike introduced himself and then asked “ Is your name Spanish “? “ Yes, my grandparents were from Mexico “. “ Do you speak any Spanish Mike “?

“Just enough to say hi and goodbye “ Mike replied.

“You should learn “ she answered “ then you would understand me when I say quiero tener desayuno con mi ... that means would you like to join me for breakfast?”

They were back at the train and Mike said, “ I understood the breakfast part, but not the rest and yes I would like to have breakfast with you”

As Gabriella climbed up into the dining car Mike could see partway up her short skirt and was able to admire her shapely ass as she moved ahead of him. His cock started to twitch as he thought of her standing there half naked in front of him less than an hour ago. Her blouse had a lot of ruffles but it was still obvious that she had huge breasts underneath all that lace. When they sat down at the table Gabriella asked Mike to help her take off her jacket and once again his hands felt like they were on fire as he touched her. Sitting across from him her breasts were now very pronounced against the thin material of the blouse and Mike couldn’t help but stare. He even imagined that she shrugged her shoulders a little so he could watch her breasts move.

They ate breakfast and talked about nothing in particular but somehow during the course of the meal, his leg brushed up against hers and rather than pull away she increased the pressure and kept her leg firm against his. Mike was now openly ogling her beautiful tits and she was just smiling back at him and making small talk.

Christ! he had a hard-on so bad, he would never be able to leave the table.

The train had left San Francisco and was now headed up the coast towards Yreka. It was about a 4 ½ hour trip and the scenery on both sides of the car was beautiful but Mike only had eyes for Gabriella’s’ tits. They had passed by Big Sur and Hearst Castle before Gabriella said “ have you finished eating Mike”

“Long ago “ Mike stammered as he pulled his eyes away from her breasts. “ These seats are uncomfortable “ she said. “ Why don’t we go back to my compartment where we will have a better view and be more comfortable”

Mike rose and followed her, thinking everyone could see his boner, but actually it had softened to where it was just a large bulge which just made it look like he was well hung.

Mike followed her down the aisle to her compartment watching the way her ass moved as the train rocked from side to side. God she had a gorgeous ass! They reached her compartment and sat facing each other on the Pullman seats which were folded down flat for daytime use.

Gabby’s short skirt had rode up her legs as she sat down and even though her legs were tight together it was still an exciting sight and she had undone the top buttons on her blouse so that now her ample cleavage was showing and the lacy material of her bra was exposed.

She glanced out the window and said, “ What do you think of the view Mike “?

“It’s fantastic “ Mike stammered as he tore his gaze from her legs and looked out the window.

Gabby shifted in her seat a little and her skirt rode even higher as she spread her legs slightly.

She lifted her foot and placed it on Mike’s thigh and said, “ would you massage my foot a little Mike, my toes have gone to sleep “.

Her legs had now opened even wider and as Mike held her foot in his lap he was able to clearly see the little blue panties that were barely covering her dark patch of pubic hair.