Conductor

In autumn, there are always few passengers on trains. Therefore, in compartment No. 7, where friends Sveta and Karina were traveling, there were only them. The anticipation of a good vacation colored the trip in joyful tones. They talked and laughed nonstop. After unpacking their things, Sveta went to get the bed linen.

 — Karina, we have such a conductor... It's something... , — she rolled her eyes.

 — A handsome guy? — her friend asked slyly, taking off her sweater.

 — On the contrary. Unremarkable, angular, big nose and long arms. And he even jokes: 'Girl, can you reach the second bunk? I can help'

 — Big-nosed — means passionate — Karina took off her sweater and began pulling

a tracksuit out of her bag, turning her back to Sveta.

 — Wow, that tan! Wow, that ass! — Sveta pulled the elastic of the thong and let go. The elastic snapped against the round buttocks. — Did you sunbathe naked? — Sveta examined her friend as if seeing her for the first time.

 — What's wrong with that? — Karina replied slyly. — Look how sexy, — she lowered the bra straps and two round, pumpkin-like breasts popped out, gaining freedom. The even white circles around the nipples only emphasized their ripeness.

 — M-m... let me hold them — Sveta took her breasts as if weighing them.

 — Take them. I don't mind — Karina answered proudly, thrusting out her chest. And they laughed.

Suddenly, the compartment door opened.

 — Preparing ticke... ts...

The conductor was standing in the doorway. He wanted to say something else but forgot. Not taking his eyes off the breasts that Sveta was holding.

 — You're probably looking for tickets — overcoming his embarrassment, he said.

 — Uh-huh. Sir, close the door — said Karina, not embarrassed at all, and turned her back.

The conductor smiled and slammed the door shut.

After a while, tea began to be served along the carriage.

 — For some reason, he's not bringing it to us. Is he shy or something? — said Karina, pulling food out of her bag.

 — No. He will bring us coffee. Your tits struck him dead. — Sveta took out a small bottle of cognac.

There was a polite knock, the door opened

 — May I? — said the conductor, smiling.

 — If you're careful. — Karina playfully parried.

The conductor brought tea and coffee. And he didn't leave. The girls invited him to the table.

They started talking. His name was Karen. They immediately determined that he and Karina were namesakes. They drank to the acquaintance. Then to the meeting and the cognac ran out. Karen invited the girls to the dining car.

Karen and Karina sat together, and Sveta sat opposite. They drank 'to all things good'.

And all things good began for Karina. The conductor put his hand on her knee under the table. In response, Karina smiled. Karen grew bolder and groped the girl's legs and crotch. Sveta, looking dazed, peeked under the table, making big eyes. Karina, laughing, with her foot, having taken off her slipper, began to run it over Sveta's legs. She was kicking her foot under the table. Everyone laughed.

 — Shall we go for a smoke? — the conductor suggested.

 — But I don't smoke. I think I'll go — said Sveta and with an unsteady gait went to her carriage.

 — I'll be right back, Sveta. I'll have a smoke and come back — Karina purred.

The conductor paid, and they went out into the vestibule.

As soon as the door slammed shut, Karen hugged Karina from behind and pressed her against himself.

She felt a hard cock pressing against her buttocks.

 — Don't, Karen — Karina resisted weakly.

 — My girl. Don't be afraid. Karen will make you feel good. — the conductor muttered, kissing her neck. His hand deftly slipped into the girl's pants and squeezed her buttocks, wet with lubrication.

Suddenly the door opened. A plump woman with a child appeared.

 — You should be ashamed... — she said loudly and disappeared into the carriage.

The lovers disengaged. Karina hurried to her carriage. The conductor didn't lag behind.

Entering his carriage, Karen opened the toilet, which was unusually clean, and pulled Karina in with him.

Locking themselves in, they embraced again. The guy began to pull the girl's pants down.

 — I'll do it myself. Don't rush. — Karina took off her pants, her wet panties, and hung them on the hook.

Karen did the same, but much faster.

Karen's cock stood invitingly, proudly raising its thick head with a drop of precum at the tip. They began to kiss. The conductor began to insert from the front, the girl spread her legs and he entered her. At a frantic pace, they bumped against each other.

The conductor tried to thrust his cock deeper, and, bending his knees, impaled the girl.

 — Stand by the sink, darling — he said in a trembling voice. She stood up, spread her legs, stuck out her butt.

 — This is a work of art. This ass... — said the conductor and greedily kissed the buttocks, licked the thighs. With his hands he teased the clit and shoved his fingers into the vagina, wet with desire. Then he inserted his cock, grabbing her breasts, and again at a crazy pace began to thrust between Karina's legs.

Her first orgasm washed over her. — Oh, fuuuck — she exhaled.

 — Cum, darling, cum, — Karen whispered, pounding into Karina. Helping him penetrate deeper, she moved to meet him, thrusting back, while wiggling her ass from side to side.

Karina's crotch was flooded with lubrication, her vagina opened and with each entry of the cock, a squelching sound was heard.

 — Let's try it like this, — the girl said, smiling, and, bracing her hands against the wall, raised her right leg and hooked it onto the window grate. The scarlet slit, framed by curly, wet curls, opened invitingly. Karen bent down and licked it.

The softened cock easily slipped into the hole and after a few thrusts became hard and firm. The pace would speed up, then slow down. The conductor was holding back his orgasm, but it couldn't last long. Karen jerked, groaned, and a stream of thick, hot sperm irrigated the battlefield...

Karina quietly opened the compartment door. Sveta seemed to be asleep. She took off her T-shirt and pants. The light below turned on.

 — Got fucked good? — Sveta whispered.

 — Uh-huh... — Karina exhaled languidly.

 — Your thighs are all covered in cum. Shameless. Let me wipe you. — taking a tissue from the table, she began to wipe her thighs and buttocks.

 — Can I lie down, or I'll fall — Karina said languidly.

It pleased her to show her friend how men loved her, and she saw that Sveta was aroused by her appearance. She lay on her back, spreading her legs apart. Sveta got on her knees and, almost nosing into the wet loins, carefully collected the white drops. The smell intoxicated her.

 — Wow! The little rose is so wrecked. It's still coming out of you. He really filled you up, the bastard! — said Sveta and pressed on the crotch. A drop of sperm rolled out, rolling towards the anus. Bending down, she sniffed. Her nose touched Karina's labia. To which she reacted by lifting her rear higher, offering up her pussy.

 — Clean it out, Sveta, clean it all out... — Karina whispered.

The sight of sperm on the tanned body, the smell, and the alcohol did their job — Sveta licked the vagina. She shook with excitement. Karina was breathing deeply..

 — There's still some left — she said. — Lie on your back. Sveta lay down. Karina squatted over her face, as if about to pee, and began to strain. The last drop flowed out of her directly into the open mouth of the newly-minted lesbian.