Trip to Moscow
This story was told to me by my neighbor Seryoga. When his wife went to Moscow for another university session and stayed with relatives there. He sent her a telegram saying he was coming and wanted to hang out with her in the Capital, as he unexpectedly got two weeks off at his own expense. The enterprise where he worked was failing, falling into the bankruptcy pit like many others. We even celebrated his departure together back then, and while toasting the purchased tickets, we missed the train. So, we got in the car and raced to the second station where the train was supposed to stop. The train was on a route stopping at settlements along the way, and knowing its schedule, we drove straight there. After putting Sergei on the train, we raced
home, and Sergei...Walking through the carriage, I found the right compartment, opened it, and barged in. Three girls were sitting in the compartment, chatting cheerfully together. After introducing myself, I learned they were friends, traveling from Krasnodar to Voronezh for studies, and they were studying to become surgeons at a medical institute. They didn't really include me in their company, but with the noise of the alcohol in me, I occasionally engaged them. They were whispering something to each other, laughing, then discussing some study problems out loud... I don't remember all that chatter well, but I clearly remember one of them suggesting we drink to our acquaintance and pulling out snacks and a bottle. After the first shot, we got acquainted. Then it got even merrier, and I blended into their company. After a couple of hours, I started feeling sleepy, so I tossed my bag under the lower bunk and lay down on it. Lying there, I don't remember how long I kept looking at these girls; the one who brought out the drink closed the door and said, "There are plenty of thieves, we need to lock up and sleep peacefully." Then I fell asleep.
I don't know how long I slept, but I woke up completely naked. My dick was sticking out like a pole, and one of my fellow travelers, also sitting naked beside me, was stroking it. "Well, we're awake," said another one standing by my head. She took off her pants and panties, climbed on top of me, pushing my nose into her pussy, and started wriggling on my head. Her secretions flowed down my face. At that moment, the one sitting next to me climbed on and, inserting my dick into her pussy, started jumping on it, fucking me. Feeling all this, I couldn't move a hand or a leg. My dick stood like a log, and I had no urge to cum at all; there was even some disgust at such fucking. When the one jumping on my dick moaned and finished, she was replaced by the one who had smeared her juices all over my face, wiping her pussy on me, and the third took her place.
My nose was back in a pussy, but a different lady's this time. She rubbed her pussy against me with more fervent desire. My nose would sink deep inside, then her lips, firm and slippery, would run over it, and the fluid from her pussy flowed over my lips and chin. The other one was jumping on my dick; moaning and squealing. My dick was buzzing and aching, but refused to go down at all, swelling up even more and tensing. When she finished, and the one from my face moved to my dick, I could see them all. Two naked ones sat opposite, fingering their pussies, and the third, sitting on my cock, started fucking me. She didn't jump long, rolled her eyes, moaned with some kind of howl, and finished. Moving over to her friends, she sat down next to them. I still lay there with a throbbing, aching dick, trying to move somehow. But it was all in vain. One of the women took out a syringe and gave me an injection; I fell into emptiness a moment later. I woke up when it was light in the compartment. The conductor, a woman around forty, was pushing me in the side. The girls were gone. I lay naked before this woman, with a swollen dick, fucked out by three bitches. "At least cover yourself," she said, looking between my legs and shaking her head. I pulled the shirt lying on my legs over that area. "Moscow soon," she continued and left the compartment.
I barely got up; my head felt as if filled with lead. Looking at my warrior, I was horrified—it was twice its normal size.
When my wife saw my dick, she didn't insist on sex involving it. And even when I brought her to orgasm by other means, it didn't even twitch, hanging like a rag, and my balls were like shot-put balls, barely fitting in my underwear. I lied to my wife that I fell off a motorcycle and hit this equipment. After two weeks, the swelling went down, and it started reacting to my wife somehow. And after a month, I only came for the first time. In my memory remained the girls' conversation about the Voronezh Medical Institute; as soon as I have time, I'll start searching for these enthusiasts of fucking in such a way with a group of friends. And we've already thought of a method for them.