"It looks nice," Suzanne said as she stretched out along the length of the seat.
"What?"
"Your prick looks nice when it's hard," she answered.
"Thanks," was his only comment as he quickly sat down on the seat next to her.
"How do you want to do it?" she asked pointblank.
Caught short and without a ready answer, Jim said nothing, but merely sat and looked at the strange girl lying naked on the narrow seat next to him. He hadn't really thought about the mechanics of coupling. "Just leave that to me," he replied lamely.
"Okay, do your own thing," she said, folding her hands across her flat belly, waiting until he took the lead.
Reaching over, Jim took her hands in his. "You're a very special kind of girl. Do you just hop into bed with every man that you meet on a train?"
"I don't know," Suzanne teased, "This is my first train trip." She squeezed his hand and felt the pressure returned. She was getting that itchy feeling in the center of her crotch again, but this time it was more intense than when she and Robert started to fuck. Maybe it would really be different with another man, she thought.
"Well, I'm glad you decided to let me make love to you even if it is your first train trip," Jim said, lifting her hands to his lips and kissing her fingers. He placed her hands on his shoulders and braced his body with his hands on either side of her shoulders.
"That's a funny way to put it," she said, sliding her hands around his neck.
"What?"
"Make love."
“Why?”
"I don't know. I just never thought of it that way. I thought we were going to fuck."
"Same thing sometimes," Jim said as he leaned close to her upturned face.
"Are you going to kiss me now?"
"I thought I might."
"Would you please stop thinking and just do it?"
Jim's lips meshed against hers, and he felt them open and her little tongue-tip flick out. He let his own lips part and his wide tongue inserted itself in her mouth, exploring and searching her sweet cavity. They dueled, tongue against tongue, letting the electric pulses of their bodies pass back and forth through this single connection. Jim, seeking to bring himself into closer contact with her young body, pushed his arms under her shoulders and lifted her until she was pressed tightly against his chest. He felt the heat of her breasts pressed against his and moved his body to stimulate them.
Circling her arms around Jim's neck, Suzanne pulled his head closer to her own so that she could feel more of his thrusting tongue as it darted in and out of her mouth. The fires were slowly building in her womanhood, sending little waves of pleasure to the center of her crotch. She could feel the interior organs of her body fold and expand as they prepared for the invasion of Jim's cock when he made it. Suzanne thought it was nice to take one's time for a change. Robert and her mother were always in such a hurry that she hardly had time to get ready before someone was shoving a cock or a pussy into her face to be sucked or licked. This was slower, and nicer. She was glad she had decided to let this strange man have her body. If this was making love, she liked it. She felt him. lift her and press his chest against her and moved her breasts so that they rubbed back and forth across the broad expanse of his chest. Running his hands up and down Suzanne's back and flanks Jim wondered what he should do next. He'd just do what the occasion seemed to call for, he thought and reluctantly pulled his lips away from hers so that he could get his breath.
"Nice," he mumbled in her ear.
"Mmm," was her only reply.
Kissing her on the neck, Jim started moving his head, letting his lips fall here and there on her upper body. He kissed her neck, letting his tongue make small trails across the expanse of her clear skin. Sucking her earlobes into his mouth, he flicked the delicate fleshy pads with the tip of his tongue and was rewarded by deep sighs from Suzanne.
Pulling herself closer to his body, Suzanne wound her fingers in the hair at the back of his head and pulled and tugged at it. Letting his hair slide between her fingers, she let her hands pass over the muscles of his shoulders and then down his back. Holding herself close to him with her arm clamped tightly around his neck, she let the other hand stroke his side and run over the narrow indentation of his hip, and then around to cup one cheek of his ass. She squeezed and kneaded the hard flesh, and he increased the ardor of his kisses.
Dropping his head, Jim laved at the delicate pink skin that stretched across Suzanne's upper chest, and then moved his body so that he could fasten his lips to one of her full, round breasts. Jim caught the faint scent of her bath soap still clinging softly to her skin. He lapped at the valley between the firm mounds, and using his tongue as a wet plough, he started making furrows of sensation across her skin. His body throbbed and pulsed with hot energy as he let his tongue pass back and forth over her nubile tits. Looking from under hooded eyes, Jim could see that the pink points of her nipples were rising from their light brown centers. Pulling his head back, Jim lunged at one and caught it between his teeth, causing a delightful squeal to ripple from Suzanne's lips.
Almost gaily, she tossed her head from side to side and pushed more of her fresh young breast into his mouth to feel the hot rasp of his tongue as it passed back and forth over the heated tip of her nipple. Turning, Suzanne groped with her free hand until she was able to curl her fingers around the solid pole of flesh that thrust itself mightily from between Jim's strong thighs. With her well-trained fingers she measured the thickness and length of his member. She didn't find it much different than Robert's hard prick. Slowly, she pulled the loose skin of Jim's cock up and down the hard core of his staff. Her thumb brushed back and forth over the head. For some unknown reason, Suzanne wanted to suck him, to feel his hardness filling her mouth. She knew that Robert liked this very much, and she correctly assumed that nearly all men liked to have their cocks sucked. Readjusting his position to give Suzanne's hand greater freedom to stimulate him, Jim let his hands slide around her body until he was able to grip one breast in both hands; squeezing the resilient flesh, he forced the nipple upward into his mouth, his tongue working furiously on the pink-crested tip. He wondered if he should kiss her between the legs. He knew that there were many women that enjoyed this type of lovemaking but he wasn't sure whether Suzanne was one of them. He'd play it by ear – or tongue.
Wishing to indulge her own desires, Suzanne raised her. body slightly and looked down at Jim's head as he slowly and expertly sucked at her breasts. "Sit up here," she said, pulling at the hair on his head to direct him to the position on the seat that she wanted.
"What's the matter?" he asked, a worried frown creasing his forehead.
"Nothing; I want to do you."
"Oh," he said, not really knowing what she meant.
"Lean back and take a little rest," Suzanne ordered, pushing against his shoulder until he was reclining on the seat with his legs stretched out in front of him.
Sliding off the seat with a soft, sinuous catlike movement, Suzanne knelt on the carpeted floor of the compartment between Jim's outstretched legs. Running her hands up the tops of his strong thighs, she forced them further apart to give herself the room that she needed. Her soft palms caressed the round curve of his hips and passed back and forth over the tight muscles of his belly. She felt him stir under her caress, and looked up sharply, "Just relax and enjoy. I want to do it."
Jim sank back against the cushion and let himself flow with the feeling of complete sensual abandonment that flooded over his strong frame. He was amazed at her complete animal like sexuality and hedonistic attitude. She was completely uninhibited in her actions. He felt her soft breath on the head of his cock and knew that she was about to suck him. His own salivary glands began to secrete juices in anticipation of the moment when his own lips would encompass her sexual parts.