The Adventures of Forrest
It was a rainy autumn day. Forrest was preparing for a business trip; after packing his suitcase, he said goodbye to his wife.
The emptiness of Forrest's feelings for his wife troubled him. On the way to the train, he thought about what had gone wrong in his life. In his youth, Forrest showed great promise in science, but then something went awry: constant stress gnawed at him from within, and on top of that, he got married—no, not out of love, but because he was afraid of being alone.
he owes her something)In addition to his inner turmoil, Forrest felt a sense of thirst, as he and his wife hadn't had sex for about a month, which drove him mad. Cooling down a bit, he called a taxi and left...
Arriving at the station, Forrest decided to grab a bite and drink some coffee. After waiting for the train, Forrest boarded the carriage and saw a young girl with a beautiful chest and a middle-aged man.
The atmosphere in the carriage was quite tense, so Forrest decided to get to know his mysterious neighbors better. From the conversation, it became clear that the girl's name was Jenny, she was going away for the weekend to visit friends, and she was studying to be a banker at a local university.
The man introduced himself as Mark; from his words, it was clear he was married and had four children.
He was an ordinary "clerk" (a typical office worker) who went on at length about "technological developments," "financial schemes," and much more, but Forrest wasn't very interested. All this time, he was "ogling" Jenny's gorgeous figure, who seemed to be devouring Forrest with her eyes. Meanwhile, Mark went out to get something to eat in the dining car, saying he'd be back soon.
As soon as Mark left, Jenny began flirting with Forrest, making it clear in every way that she was aroused. The girl lifted the hem of her skirt and moved aside her yellow-and-blue panties. Forrest's member noticeably rose, and from under his trousers, one could see a rather decent size of his "buddy," which aroused Jenny even more, and she decided to take matters into her own feminine hands. Removing Forrest's trousers, the girl gently began caressing the head of his penis, gradually speeding up the pace; her juicy lips moved and occasionally licked his smoothly shaved balls. This went on for about 20 minutes when suddenly Forrest heard Mark's footsteps. Hurrying Jenny, he quickly put on his trousers and sat by his bed as if nothing had happened, sweetly talking to Jenny.
Mark entered; the man was in an elevated mood and continued spinning tales about his life. As one might guess, Forrest wasn't interested at all, and he decided to step away for a while, as he put it, to get some air.
At that moment, Forrest was happy; he wanted more, but what happened next shocked Forrest.
Returning after long contemplation, Forrest heard moans—it was his Jenny, he knew for sure. Approaching the slightly ajar door, he saw the following: Mark was already pounding Jenny hard; continuous female moans could be heard from the compartment.
Mark gradually began to speed up his pelvic thrusts back and forth, not forgetting Jenny's breasts; for this, he pushed aside the cups of her yellow bra and greedily kneaded Jenny's bare breasts.
Forrest's neighbor was happier than ever, as he got what Forrest didn't.
From the compartment, Jenny was already screaming something like:
— Fuck me, yes, oh, deeper, deeper, you old pervert.
Then came Mark's voice:
— Shut your mouth, you dirty slut.
— Now get on your knees and swallow my rod.
Next, Mark bent the girl into a G-position, rolling up her dress, and began entering her. Surprisingly, his penis went in very easily, and the man was already fucking Jenny hard. One could read on the girl's face that she was definitely enjoying it; Jenny screamed and convulsed.
Mark increased the pace of his thrusts; he squeezed her firm buttocks with his big hands and occasionally grabbed her hair, pulling her toward him. Jenny was already approaching another orgasm.
After finishing, Mark got off her, wiping his penis with a tissue. They felt good, and Forrest saw it.
Utterly dejected, Forrest decided not to enter the compartment and headed to the dining car, taking a bottle of whiskey with him. The guy tried to make sense of what was happening; he thought about his "little fling" and about Jenny "getting fucked" by Mark. All these questions troubled the guy; he drank shot after shot when suddenly there was a ringing in his ears—he was knocked out by something, it sounded like a bottle.
Waking up, Forrest remembered almost nothing; he was tormented by one single question:
"What the hell is a condom doing in his ass?"
PS: What's the difference between a loser and a leader? A leader, after falling, will keep going to the end, and nothing will allow him to stray from the path he has chosen!
What do you think Forrest was like?