Morning Ride on the Rails

The night train hummed through the darkness, but sleep was the last thing on my mind. Elena Voss, my strict new boss, had booked the private sleeper compartment for our urgent business trip. She sat across from me in a crisp white blouse and tight pencil skirt, her long legs crossed, eyes sharp behind designer glasses. Tension crackled between us from the moment the door clicked shut. I was the fresh hire, barely a week in, and already her cool commands made my cock twitch every time she spoke.

"You look tense, Marcus," Elena said, voice low and clipped as the train swayed. "If you're going to work for me, you need to learn to handle pressure. Starting now."

Her gaze dropped to my lap where my slacks were already tenting. I swallowed hard. "Ms. Voss, I... this isn't exactly professional."

She uncrossed her legs, letting her skirt ride up to reveal the lace tops of her stockings. "Call me Elena when the lights are low. And drop the innocent act. I saw how you stared at my ass in the office all week." She leaned forward, unbuttoning her blouse slowly. "We're alone until dawn. Use that big cock I know you're packing and fuck the stress out of both of us."

The explicit heat hit fast. Elena stood, shimmying her skirt down her hips in one smooth motion. Her panties were already damp at the crotch. I rose too, hands shaking as I grabbed her waist and pulled her close. Our mouths crashed together in a hungry kiss, tongues sliding hot and wet. She tasted like the red wine from dinner, sharp and sweet.

"Fuck, Elena... you're soaked," I groaned against her lips, sliding my fingers between her thighs. I rubbed her clit through the thin fabric until she moaned into my mouth.

"Stop talking and get inside me," she demanded, shoving my pants open. My thick cock sprang free, hard and veined, the head already leaking. She wrapped her manicured hand around it and stroked firmly. "God, it's bigger than I imagined. On the bed. Now."

We tumbled onto the narrow bunk as the train rattled over tracks. I yanked her panties aside, not bothering to remove them. Her pussy was shaved smooth, lips puffy and glistening. I pushed two fingers in deep, feeling her tight walls clench.

"Yes... finger my cunt harder," she hissed, hips bucking. Her tits spilled out of her open blouse, nipples stiff. I sucked one into my mouth while pumping my fingers, curling them against her g-spot until her juices ran down my wrist.

Elena pushed me onto my back, straddling me. "My turn to ride." She gripped my cock at the base and sank down in one slick motion. "Oh fuck... so full." Her pussy stretched around my girth, hot and velvety. She started bouncing, tits jiggling with each thrust, the wet slap of skin echoing in the compartment.

The train's rhythm matched our pace. I gripped her firm ass, spanking it lightly. "Ride my dick, boss. Take every inch."

"Harder, Marcus. Fuck me like you mean it," she gasped, grinding her clit against my pubic bone. Her glasses fogged up. I thrust up to meet her, pounding deep, feeling her walls flutter.

We switched positions quickly. She got on all fours, ass high, looking back with that commanding glare. "From behind. Don't you dare stop until I cum."

I knelt behind her, slamming back in. The angle let me go deeper, my balls slapping her clit with every stroke. I reached around to rub her swollen nub while pulling her hair just enough to arch her back.

"Shit, yes... right there. Your cock is stretching my pussy so good," she moaned, voice breaking. The train whistle blew in the distance as her orgasm hit. Her cunt spasmed hard, squirting a little around my shaft. "I'm cumming... fuck, don't pull out!"

I kept pounding through her climax, sweat dripping down my chest. The narrow bed creaked beneath us. Her juices coated my cock, making obscene squelching sounds.

Pulling out, I flipped her onto her back again. "I want to see your face when I fill you." I hooked her legs over my shoulders and drove in deep, grinding slow then fast. Her nails raked my back.

"Cum inside me, Marcus. Give your boss that hot load," she whispered, eyes locked on mine, breath ragged.

The pressure built fast. I buried myself to the hilt as my balls tightened. "Here it comes... fuck!" Thick ropes of cum erupted into her pulsing pussy, overflowing and leaking down her ass as I kept thrusting through the spasms.

We collapsed together, breathing hard, the train still rocking us gently. Morning light was just starting to peek through the curtains.

Elena traced a finger over my chest, smirking. "Not bad for a new employee. But the real meeting starts at eight. Don't be late... and maybe we'll do this again on the return trip."

I chuckled, still buried inside her warmth. "Yes, Ms. Voss."