“It is necessary that tomorrow in Moscow you meet with our representative. Everything is ready: tickets from the secretary, travel from an accountant. ” Like this. And do not care if I am free today or tomorrow after work. And the fact that this is my personal time and I, in fact, do not have to go anywhere! "It is necessary." Do not like it - go look for a new job.

It is good that the train from St. Petersburg is at 23:30, and in Moscow at 8:30 — at least I sleep on the road. Bag with a minimum of things in hand. Underground. Moscow station. The route is familiar.

Landing began recently and I'm in a compartment until one. And it is not known yet who will be fellow travelers ... Girls are laughing in the corridor. Lucky to someone! And I, as usual, will get some pensioners ...

Three people peer at the door of my compartment:

- Oh hi!

- Hello!

- This is the seventh coupe?

- Yes!

- So, we will go together!

And they tumble inside with their stuff. Immediately becomes crowded. I jump up:

- Let me help!

- Yes please!

In the cramped compartment, I jumped up and found myself caught between a nice chest and a rather appetizing ass, pulled into jeans. I remove their bags under the lower shelves. Bending at the same time, I am convinced that the legs are quite “on the level”. Sit down.

- Im Tanya. “A bit plump, shoulder-length blond hair, expressive chest and laughing blue eyes.”

- I'm Kristina. - Obviously athlete. Dark hair is braided in a braid, brown eyes, chest is smaller, but it has a hidden energy, looking for a way out.

- I am Sasha. - I introduce myself, without waiting for the third name. And expectantly look at the silence.

- Anya ... - Redhead is clearly shy. He tries not to look at me behind the glasses. Although she has nothing to be ashamed of, everything is with her: her chest, red curls, waist and pop. It is clear that she is not an athlete, but she is still there and before Tanya.

Of course, I am also trying to make an impression: my stomach is pulled in, my shoulders straightened, my smile to my ears.

The train is moving. Soon the conductor looks in to check the tickets and ask standard questions. And leaves us alone. The girls are students returning home for holidays through Moscow. Chirp about their friends, friends, study, about everything in the world. I manage to get involved in the conversation. They are clearly pleased with it. Only Anya is limited to short phrases. Finally she says:

- Girls, maybe let's sleep? I'm tired.

Everyone agrees. Start laying the bed. Tanya turns to me:

- Sasha, come out, please, briefly in the corridor.

- What for? - I smile, pretending.

“So we can change our clothes without embarrassing you.” - She smiles in response.

- Let me stay and help you. - I smile even wider and look around them.

Tanya and Christina exchanged quick glances. Anya turned slightly pink.

“Then lock the door.”

I get up and lock the compartment door from the inside. Tanya gets up to my face, looking into my eyes, pulls a jumper over her head, remaining in one bra. Then turns his back:

- Unzip.

I put my palms on her waist, pressing slightly behind her, rub my cheek lightly on her cheek and whisper in my ear:

- Take and unzip?

- Yes.

- Or first unbutton?

She turns her head towards me, and my lips touch the edge of her lips. Her lips open, responding to my kiss. My palms lie on her tummy. With one hand, she covers my palm, raises the other and turns it back, running it into my hair. Eyes closed. I see from under half-closed eyelids that Christina is watching us with interest.

My palms rise higher and squeeze her chest through the bodice cups. Her hand squeezes mine more. I give a little back, she puts her hands away. I take her hands behind her wrist and put them on the table. She is tilted slightly forward. The legs are arranged for stability - the train is rocking.

I spend my hand on the back from the neck to the waist. Then I take the clasp with my hands. Click-click! And her chest is finally free.She takes her hands from the table and passes the bra to Anya, who is sitting to our right by the window. Anya looks at us with huge surprised eyes and seems to forget to breathe from time to time.

My palms squeeze Tanin's chest, I force her to straighten up and press her back to her. Much breasts. Fingers teasing tense nipples. Then I turn to face myself and dig into the lips with a greedy kiss. She hugs me tightly. Her lips parted and our tongues meet.

She pulls away from me and hastily unbuttons her shirt. The shirt goes to Christine, sitting opposite Ani, but closer to the door. Then Tanya unzips my trousers with the same hurried movements. Pants fall to the floor, and I stay in my shorts. My dick is tense and trying to rip their thin fabric. She runs her hand into my panties and squeezes my cock very hard:

- ABOUT! Worthy!

I slowly unbutton her jeans. I run my hands behind my jeans and squeeze her ass over my panties. Squat. And gently tightened the leg with her legs. I get up, and my hand slides on the inside of her thigh from the knee up. My palm through the fabric feels its heat and humidity:

- I see you're ready!

- Oh yeah!

I turn her back to me again. Quickly with her panties. I press on her back, forcing me to bend over. She leans on the table with her elbows and appeals legs ...

I quickly bend over and pull a small pack of condoms out of my trouser pocket, which I always carry with me just in such a case. Although never before such a case has happened. Quickly wear gum. I run my fingers over the oozing crotch. Tanya flexes in the back and spreads her legs a little wider.

Take her by the hips. Gently touch ... And with a smooth movement I enter all the way! She tries to lean forward, but her hips are pressed to the table:

- Oooh ... Be careful! Not so fast!

I slip out almost completely and start moving in short movements at a shallow depth. She moans softly:

- Oh, yes ... That's it ...

I see with my side vision that Christina has put her hand in her panties and is empathizing with us. But Anya, right in front of which her friend presses her chest to the table, clutched the edge of the table with whitened fingers and looks at us with surprise and dismay.

I keep fucking Tanya. Either in short jerks, then planting to its full length, with strong blows, flattening her ass with her hips. Tanya groans louder. She moves her hips towards me. That rises above the table on the elbows, then again pressed against his chest. With one hand, she squeezes Ani's hand. And suddenly he rises above the table, letting out a rather loud, lingering moan, with a force is thrown back by his hips, with cushioning movements on my cock. And after a minute, he falls exhausted to the table ...

I do some more jolts, slowing down. She trembles, but continues to lie still. I get out of it - it is enough for now. Lean down and kiss on the cheek. She turns her head, and our lips meet again in a short kiss.

I straighten and remove the gum from his standing member. I turn to Christine:

- Now you!

She is already so excited that she did not have to repeat twice. She abruptly jumps up, takes off her blouse and bra faster than I have time to stretch my hands to her. Cuddles up to me, trembling, and dug into my lips. She kisses with greed and passion. Her hands are now clutching me in my arms, now stroking my body, then on the back, then on the bottom. Her hips make small but energetic inviting movements.

I do not torment her waiting. I squat and with a quick movement I pull off her already unbuttoned trousers together with her panties. Then quickly get up. Sharply turn her face to the wall and cant. She rests on her hands. Slap on the ass, and she puts her legs as befits. I take out the second gum and gently dress.

Then I take my dick in my hand and push it to her crack. Hold tight ...