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Subject: {ASSM} Kristi's Train (F/M+, Unexpected Train)
Date: Wed,  8 Nov 2000 21:10:14 -0500
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Not much of a story teller or writer, as a matter of fact I have never written 
a story yet.  Maybe one day I will try it but for now I guess I will tell 
everyone about a few of the more "kinky" things that I have done.  By the way, 
this one is a true story, it may not be very good but it did happen.

First I probably should introduce myself.  My first name is Kristi and my last 
name is what ever you want it to be (this way I get to remain anonymous, for 
now.)  I am 23 years old and in my last year of college (and no, you don't get 
to know where that is either.)  As far as how I look, I am average; around 5' 
2", 110 lbs., light brown hair - just below my shoulders, green eyes, a cute 
smile :-) small waist and a 34B bra size.  According to my personnal opinion, I 
am better than average looking but not great.  I do like to take care of myself 
and keep in shape.

The reason for writing this is I feel that I have a higher than normal appetite 
for sex but am also a little shy (unless I have a few drinks.)  I found out 
about newsgroups a few years earlier through a computer class I had to take and 
I have been reading them off and on since.  I like the stories area because 
it's cheaper then buying the dimestore novels to read and their usually more 
descriptive and now I feel like I owe something back to the group so I figure I 
would tell about some of my "adventures" so to say.

Over the years, I have had a few boyfriends and quite a few 1-2 night dates the 
same as most girls.  Although I like to kiss most of the boys I date and let 
them rub my ass, I usually only sleep with the boyfriends.  However, I have had 
oral sex with several of the "1 nighters" and yes, I do like to swallow.  
Anyway, on to what happened.

It was late summer about 4 years ago, I had just returned to college and living 
the wonderful dorm life since my parents didn't agree to me being in an 
apartment at that time.  The summer was long; I had to work a lot to earn extra 
money due to my grades not being good last semester (passing but not by much.)   
I broke up with my boyfriend at the beginning of summer and have had very few 
dates and certainly no boyfriend since.  To top it off, I hadn't had any sex 
since we broke up.  The first month or so was alright, but by now being 3 
months later, it was getting hard to go a day without thinking about sex.  
Especially when reading the newsgroups everyday.  Anyway, it was the weekend, 
Saturday to be exact, and my roommate and most of my friends had gone home for 
the weekend and those that stayed either had dates or something else to do.  It 
was about 3 in the after noon and I was bored.  No homework I wanted to do, 
nothing on TV and I was tired of reading.  In addition, I had no car to go 
anywhere; boy did it suck to not have a car.  I called Steve, a friend of mine 
from high school that also goes here, to see what he was up to and maybe go 
catch a movie together.  We've been hanging out together since high school, 
part of the same group - you know how that goes.  We talked for a little bit 
but unfortunately he had to work that night  (fast food joint - no fun hanging 
there)  I guess I complained about needing to get out and do something enough 
so he told me that if I wanted I could borrow his van to get out for a while 
but I would have to drop him off at work first and he would catch a ride home 
with someone else.  I agreed - what else was there to do.  

So after a while, he picked me up and I dropped him off at work.  It was now 
about 4:30 and I had a car or rather a van.  He dad was a contractor/remodeler 
and gave Steve his old van when he started college (mainly as an excuse to buy 
a new one.)  The van wasn't anything spectacular - full size van in desperate 
need of a paint job, only had the front seats and was empty in the back.  
Steve's dad used to carry paint, boards, tools and who knows what in the back 
so he never had seats to begin with.  Steve did put carpet in the back to quiet 
the inside down when he got it and that's all thats there now.

After driving around town a little bit (about 15 minutes) I decided to get 
something to drink and head to the local lake which is about 30-40 minutes down 
the highway.  Don't care much for beer so I decided to buy a bottle (or two) of 
wine.  Got that taken care of and started out of town with a plastic cup full 
of wine (and a bottle opener I forgot I needed.)  By the time I got to the edge 
of town (by the way this is a small town of 40,000 - mostly college students) I 
was on my second cup of wine and starting to buzz a little - slowed up a little 
on the wine, but not much.  Being in the south, it was somewhat warm out still 
this time of year but still a nice day.  I started to think about a lot of 
things, including sex or lack thereof.  I slipped off my shoes (always feels a 
little sexy like that) and drove like that for a short bit and started to rub 
myself through my shorts.  By the time I got to the lake I was feeling pretty 
good and pretty excited.  

There was a few people out at the lake but I didn't really feel like staying.  
I decided to go back to driving around but first I needed to do something.  I 
pulled over long enough to slip out of my shorts and panties leaving only the 
long t-shirt on that I was wearing (I also took my bra off.)  Now back on the 
highway, I started to drink some more wine, listen to some music and play with 
myself.  It wasn't long before I passed a rather cute guy on the side of the 
road that was just walking along.  He wasn't hitchhiking or anything, just 
walking.  I smiled at him but kept driving.  As everyone knows, you don't pick 
up strangers.  Never know what they will do.  After about 10 minutes of driving 
(still playing with myself and giving a flash to a few lucky truckers), I 
started thinking about him and started fantasizing about picking up this 
mysterious stranger and how he would take me into his arms....As you can tell, 
I pictured him into one of the romantic novels I had read.

I don't know if it was the wine or being extra horny from playing with myself 
but I decided to turn around and take another look.  As I got back around and 
came back up on him again, something took control and I started pulling the van 
over.  I was just about there when I realized what I was doing and decided it 
probably wasn't the best thing but I was already pulling over and it would look 
too stupid to pull back out so I went on and stopped just behind him.  Now with 
even a better look, he was rather cute and a little built and a little tan like 
he worked on the road crew or something.  As he started walking back to the van 
I remembered what I was wearing but it was too late to try and put my shorts 
back on so I just pulled my shirt down covering my thighs as much as possible.

When he got to the side of the van, windows already down due to lack of air 
conditioning, he leaned in a little and said "Hi, how's it going?" 

A little shy at first, I simply replied "Hi, I'm Ok....."

We spoke a few words at first, just general talk, nothing specific and not all 
or much of which I remember.  But as we talked the wine took over and I kept 
looking at his arms and then starting thinking of the stories from the novels 
and then starting getting horny again.  Then it got quiet for a minute, not 
sure what to say next and I noticed him look at the bottle of wine on the seat 
and then down at my shorts and panties on the floorboard.  I then decided what 
the hell, I needed sex and I was just drunk enough to do it with a stranger, so 
not thinking of what I was doing, I started talking again.

"Where are you heading?" I asked
"Just down the road a bit.  My car is broke and since its a nice day, I thought 
I walk."

Ah, must be a local boy I thought.  Can't be dangerous then (more of the wine 
thinking); this could be kind of fun.

"Would you like a ride?" I asked
"Sure, if it's not a problem"
"It could be but I tell you what, I will make a deal with you"  my heart 
beating my chest to death now while I talk.
"OK, whats that?"
"Well, I'll give you a ride but you have to do something in return.  Yyyyyou've 
noticed my panties down there," I stumbled out "It's been a while, and well, 
how about we, um, sort of.." I start to get nervous and wonder what am I 
thinking when he interrupts me..
"Sure, I know what your trying to say and I would think we can work something 
out."
"OK, then go on and get in"

Once he get's in, I offer him some wine (and pour some more for myself as 
well), there's a little more small talk and we decide to go up the road to the 
next rest area to do it.  As we're driving we talk a little more, drink a 
little (or lot) more and then he reached over and touched my leg.  I tensed up 
again and I think he noticed.  He kept his hand there and just slowly rubbed my 
thigh getting close to the top but never quite there.  I didn't take my eyes 
off the road but I am sure my shirt was up high enough to show him everything 
including how neatly trimmed I kept my pubic hair.  As I drove looking for the 
next rest stop, we started talking more and more about sex and I kept drinking 
my wine.  With the talk of sex and the more wine, I started loosening up again 
and started getting very horny.  I even spread my legs a little (ok, quite a 
bit) hoping his hand would find it's way up there.  Unfortunately it didn't.  
He started asking me about fantasies and what mine were.  I wouldn't tell him 
at first but eventually with enough prodding from him I decided to tell him 
one.  I have always enjoyed being tied up.  Not really a fantasy but not really 
normal either I guess.  I have had a couple of boyfriends that I have done this 
with and thought it was pretty cool.

Anyway, not to get sidetracked, he said if I didn't mind he would tie me up 
while we did it and untie me when we were done.  Of course my reaction was "No 
way! I don't even know you."  However, he was very convincing telling me to 
trust him, he wouldn't tie me up very tight.  Loose enough to where I could get 
out.  "We'll see" I said.

We finally got to a rest stop, fairly good size and active one - so it took a 
few moments to find a quite spot, faced the van towards the trees and rolled up 
the windows so no one, especially cops, would hear us.  Once we did, we move 
toward the back of the van.  We just sat there at first.  He was looking around 
, saw some rope and grabbed it and said "Here you go, you want to?"

"Uh, I'm not sure" 
"Ok" he replied and put down the rope.

It took me about a few seconds, then I said "Well Ok, you promise not to tie 
them to tight though, right?"

"Of course not, just enough for effect"

With that, I laid down on the carpeted floor of the van, still in my t-shirt 
and my legs together.  He first tied my hands to opposite sides of the van over 
my head and pretty loose.  He then started looking for a place to tie my feet 
to the sides of the van but could find a spot at that end.  He did find a spot 
in the middle area.  He then tied a piece of rope from each of my knees to 
opposite sides of the van streching my legs apart as much as possible.  Next, 
he tied rope from each ankle to the top of the sides near the roof of the van 
leaving my legs were spread wide open and up showing everything.  By now I was 
soaking wet and dripping from between my legs.  While the ropes around my hands 
were fairly loose, I didn't notice that the ropes around my legs were pretty 
tight and didn't allow for much movement (and definitly no getting out of.)  He 
then went back to my wrist and started tightening them to where I could not get 
out of those either.  When I started to protest, he reached up between the 
seats, grabbed my panties and shoved them in my mouth.  Now I was starting to 
get nervous again.

While he was checking the ropes, he said "Don't worry, I am not going to hurt 
you.  I am only doing what we talked about but it doesn't seem very effective 
to have ropes that you can get out of.  I figure this might give you a full 
effect.  Is it alright?  If not, I will untie you and continue on down the road 
by myself if you like.  Are you OK?"

With this I started to feel a little guilty for not trusting him and just shook 
my head yes.

He now started to take his clothes off till he was completely naked and showed 
off a stiff, but average sized cock.  Probably around 6".  He then lifted my 
shirt and started licking and sucking on my tits till they were rock hard and 
my crotch was soaked again.  I then closed my eyes as he made his way down my 
stomach and on to my vagina.  He slowly parted my lips and licked up and down 
paying special attention to my clitoris.  As he continued, I started pulsating 
my hips as he inserted his fingers in and out of me.  Before long, I climaxed 
with one of the biggest orgasms I could remember; at least for the time being.  
After this, he crawled up on top of me and then slowly inserted his cock in me.  
By now I was a little swollen and very wet so his cock seemed even bigger to me 
but slid in nice and easy.  He started slow at first and then pumped faster and 
faster till I felt like he was trying to drill a hole through me.  Then all of 
a sudden, he slammed deep into me hitting the back of my vagina and I swear it 
felt like he slipped through my cervix.  He started to shake and then I felt 
it.  He exploded inside me over and over again, filling me with his cum.

After a minute or two, he pulled out and took my panties out of my mouth and 
cleaned himself up with them.  I just laid there for a moment while my legs 
shook uncontrollably from the experience.  By now, it was starting to get dark 
outside but the glow of the parking lot lights coming through the windows gave 
some light to the inside of the van.  As he put his clothes on I started to say 
something about untying me but he stopped me by cramming my panties back in my 
mouth.  I could taste his cum and my juices on the panties.

He just looked at me and laugh.  He then ripped my t-shirt off and tied it 
around my eyes and said "Sorry sweetie, it was great and I'll be on my way now.  
But your not finished yet.  There looks like some lonely truckers out there who 
could use a little fun themselves.  See ya later.  Oh, by the way, I go on and 
let them know your ready."

With this he crawled to the front of the van and got out and closed the door.  
It was awful quiet in there.  I tried to pull myself free and slip my hands out 
of the ropes but it was no good.  They were tied to tight.  Screaming was 
useless with the panties stuck in my mouth.  So there I was in the middle of 
the rest stop, naked, tied spread eagle and cum starting to dribble out of my 
crotch and running down my ass.  Terified and not knowing what to do, I just 
laid there.

After about 10-15 minutes I guess (seemed more like an hour), the van door 
opened.  My stomach immediatly tied into knots.  Someone leaned in and said 
"Hello...Anyone in here?"  He stood there a minute then looked in around the 
seat and saw me laying there.

"Wow!  I thought that guy was kidding."  he said as he climbed in and closed 
and locked the door.  He had a spanish accent to him.

I didn't know what to do.  I couldn't move or scream.  I was petrified and just 
laid there.  I could feel this guy moving over to me and knew he was seeing 
everything in the dim light.  THEN all of a sudden I felt him touching my 
breast!  First very lightly, encircling them with his fingers.  Slowly moving 
closer and closer to my nipples till he was holding them between his fingers.  
He first pulled them a little, streching them out but not to the point of 
hurting.  Next he started to squeze them.  Tighter and Tighter until I wanted 
to cry out in pain and then started pulling them hard at the same time.

Finally he let go and then started to lick and suck on them.  Biting lightly.  
It was then that I realized that somewhere in there he had taken his pants off.  
I felt the head of his cock poking in my stomach.  Wasting no time he then 
reach down and inserted the head of his cock just inside me.  He moved in and 
out very little for a while just keeping the head of his cock going in and out; 
almost like teasing me.  My body took over and I started to ease and forget the 
situation as my juices started to flow again.  I could feel the heat of his 
cock at the entrance to my womb.  Then WHAM!!!  All I could feel was a mixture 
of intense pleasure and pain!  He slammed the whole length of his cock in me in 
one quick move.  I could feel his pubic bone grinding against mine as he kept 
pushing in like he was trying to crawl inside.  I quickly lost control and 
started orgasming.  I was cumming so hard I could see bright spots in my eyes 
and I felt like my head was going to explode.  I must of orgasmed 5 or 6 times 
in a row as he continued to grind into me.  Finally as I came down, unable to 
move even if I wasn't tied up, he started to slowly stroke in and out.  Each 
time take the head of his cock almost to my entrance and then slamming back 
into me burying his cock completely in me.  I was just starting to reach orgasm 
again when he stopped with his cock buried in me and started blasting the walls 
of my vagina with his cum.  As soon as I felt the first stream hit the back of 
vagina, it sent me over the edge again.  I must have passed out for a second or 
two because I remember coming back two as I heard him pulling  his pants up.

As he was leaving he said "Thanks" and mentioned something about "...the way it 
looks outside, your going to be popular tonight..."  OH NO!!! How many more 
were there?!?!  I can't be fucked by strangers all night?!?!?  But, I didn't 
seem to have a choice.  As I laid there not knowing whats going to happen to me 
I could feel the cum leaking out of me and running down the crack of my ass 
settling in a pool underneath me.

The next 2 guys that screwed me were pretty much the same.  They both got in 
the van (one at a time), undressed, pounded me until they came and then left.  
I started to cum with the second guy but he was to quick.  By now I was 
starting to enjoy this.  It seemed mysterious and erotic; I no longer had a 
feeling of danger but was rather looking forward to each "session".  I still 
got tense everytime someone opened the door and came into the van but that 
always went away when they started playing with me.  

The next guy however got in, looked at me for a while, and then started playing 
with my ass saying how he "always liked a good piece of ass".  With this, he 
got up and I heard him unzip and take his pants off.  He then knelt down 
between my legs, put one hand under my ass and lifted it up a little, and then 
with his other hand started rubbing his cock all around my crotch and asshole.  
I could feel him getting harder as he kept this up.  He started spending more 
time around my ass and I starting getting worried; I have never taken anyone in 
my rear before.  He then held the tip of his cock against my ass and started 
pressing forward slowly.  I could feel my asshole stretching and it started to 
hurt.  Just then I felt the head of his cock 'pop' in.  He then just steadily 
forced the rest in.  He wasn't very long but sure seemed thick.  For quite a 
few strokes I was in pain as his cock was just to big.  But I guess I must have 
stretched to accommodate him because the pain went away.  All I could feel was 
him stroking in and out.  Weired feeling at first; not bad but different.  He 
kept this up for a while until I felt him spasming as he blew his load up my 
ass.  When he was done, he pulled out, got dressed and left.

There was a few minutes before the next guy came in.  

When the next guy came in, all I remember at first is that I could smell beer 
on him and he seemed a little drunk.  He kept talking to me about how I would 
"never forget him" and how "once you've had black, you don't never go back".  I 
presume  he was black; and when he laid down on top of me he felt very big, 
musclar wise not fat.  He must have stripped down all the way cause I could 
feel every bit of his skin on mine.  He took his time, kissing my neck, moving 
down to my breast and nipples then back up.  Part way through this I felt him 
getting hard.  I instantly got scared!  His cock felt huge!  I could feel his 
balls hanging against my crotch and then every inch of the length of his cock 
almost to my ribcage.  He kept 'humping' my stomach as it kept growing.  He 
finally lowered down and I could feel the head resting against my crotch.  My 
stomach tensed up again.  He then rubbed the head around spreading the outer 
lips of my vagina apart till he had the tip of his cock centered on my opening.  
While still talking (none that I was aware off - I was too scared of what was 
about to happen), he pushed forward ---

OH SHITTTTT! I tried to cry as he started.  It 's TTTOOO THICKKKK!! I felt like 
he was pushing a bowling ball up me.  He kept pushing further and further till 
I felt him bottom out in me.  He stopped pushing in for a minute when he hit 
the end but he kept constant pressure on it and started to play with my 
clitoris with his fingers.  He would rub it, pinch it and pull it till I was 
cumming harder than I ever have.  Over and Over the waves hit me.  As I started 
to come down he started pushing in with his cock again stretching and pushing 
against the back of my vagina.  It started to hurt again and all of a sudden I 
started cumming again and again.

Somewhere in this I must have passed out.  

I guess I must have been out for a while because when I woke back up, there was 
definitely a different guy on me.  He was pretty overweight and felt like he 
was going to crush me.  He had a steady rythm but I could hardly feel him in 
me.  I guess the black guy must have stretched me out pretty good.  All kinds 
of things were going through my mind.  One main one that I remember is that 'oh 
great, I gonna have a sloppy pussy now'  and 'what are people going to think' 
and 'how much of a slut I was being'.  But just the thought of this was enough 
to turn me on.  Still buzzing from the wine and a headache from the orgasms, I 
started to climax again.  Just a small one though.  After a while, he finally 
came.  I couldn't feel it inside, probably from all the other cum in me now, 
but I could feel him tense up and after a few minutes he pulled out, wiped his 
cock on my leg, got dressed and left.

As soon as he left, another guy came in.  Didn't say much just got undressed 
and started screwing me.  After a while he pulled out without cumming.  I was 
wondering what he was going to do when I felt him stradle my chest.  My first 
thought was that my breast aren't big enough to do that with.  But he ended 
that thought when he pulled my panties out of my mouth.  I started to try and 
say something but my mouth was dry and hard to move from being in that position 
for so long and before I could get something out, he shoved his dick in it.  My 
mouth was no longer dry.  His dick was so wet with cum from being in me it was 
literlly dripping in my mouth.  All I could taste was cum dripping in my 
throat.  He didn't push in all the way at first, only enough to reach the back 
of my mouth.  He was holding my head up by my hair with one hand started 
pumping in and out at first inserting a little more each time till I could feel 
him pushing in and pulling out of my throat.  He kept this up till he pulled 
about halfway out till the head was sitting on my tongue and then started to 
shake and squirt cum out and all over the back of my throat.  After the first 
couple of streams he started to lean over me, almost like he was falling down, 
and ended up shoving his whole dick down my throat for the last stream or two.  
I could help but swallow it.  As he pulled out he shoved the panties back in my 
mouth and then left.

I laid there for a while till someone else came in.  Don't remember much from 
then on; I guess I must have started passing out again.  I do remember every 
once in a while waking up enough to notice someone on me and somewhere in there 
I seem to remember being in different positions.


The next thing I really remember is that it was starting to turn daylight out 
and I was still lying in the back of the van; however I was no longer tied up 
and my panties were no longer in my mouth.  As a matter of fact, as I looked 
around I couldn't see my panties or my clothes anywhere.  Oh well, at least it 
was over.  As I started waking up a little more, I noticed the taste in my 
mouth --- cum.  I realized also that my throat was extremely raw and hurt to 
swallow.  My face was stiff with cum dried all over it and in my hair.  Then as 
I moved my legs I felt extreme pain in my crotch.  I look down to see dried cum 
splattered all over me and a huge wet spot under my ass.  It was still wet and 
squishy and cold.  As I reached down to my crotch I found it to be very sore 
and streched with a gaping hole the size of a golf ball.  Not to mention how 
sore my ass was.  I started to get up and looked out the windows.  The parking 
lot was almost empty except for a few trucks on the other side.  I didn't see 
anyone around though.  I decided to just get going back to the dorm and figure 
how to get in without anyone seeing me.  Hopefully the side doors would be 
unlocked by now (they are locked at night for safety.)  Fortunatly I made it 
back and to the best of my knowledge without anyone seeing me.

I have no idea how many guys had there way with me that night and at first I 
think I was somewhat ashamed at myself.  But as time passed (a matter of less 
then a few weeks) the thought of it would make me extremely horny.  I have 
often thought of doing it again but haven't yet.  However, I did find other 
ways to be adventurous but I will save those for future stories.

One of my latest thoughts is to post a p.o.  box address (for another town of 
course) and have any guy willing to send me a ziplock with his cum in it.  I 
have fantasized about taking a bath and soaking in a tub full of cum.  Email or 
Post comments on this back; if I see enough positive comments and convincing, I 
just may do it.

Oh and by the way, for any of those interested, I am not gaping between my 
legs.  By the end of that day, everything was back to normal except for being 
swollen and extremely sore.  It also seemed like a week before I could stand up 
without cum seeping out of my crotch.

Kristi
email: Kristi_gs@hotmail.com

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