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over a year ago
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Felt one of our friends wives sussies - over her skirt I must add- many years ago when she worked for GNER around 2002, I was homeward bound from London KX, she was working the service to Leeds, she put mevin first class too!
Both the lady & her hubby are part of our swinging circle.
Another GNER emoloyee was our neighbours daughter who would sunbathe topless in her parents garden, her hubby was insanely jealous and made her pack in her job, although he continued to drive on the East Coast.
Gawd knows what he'd have done had he known I had a good gawp at his wife's boobs!
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Got a pal, honest its not me, who tells me has sucked off a train driver while hurtling down the east coast some years ago when he worked as traincrew. No it wasn't in his job description either!  |
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I have! I went on a train for a meet to Cardiff, meet went ok, but realised at hotel that my man clothes had gone, my meet took them, so I had to do train home dressed and then taxi after train to home. Let’s say it was a interesting journey home. |
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I have wank few guys off in busy train journey in morning, once I was wanking a guy, he covered himself with a newspaper but the ticket collector came and stood next to us for longer than he should, then I realised he might have seen some reflection in the glass panels above. |
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Yes I used to regularly get the train from Preston to Manchester. The conductor used to check me out every day. He was male, mid 30’s, 6ft, average build but decent looking. One night on the way back he looked at my ticket and said “sir please come with me to the can” (he called his cabin “the can”).
Once I was in there he was quite direct, he started by asking if I wanted to relax in there with him. Then clearly was staring at my bulge. Then just grabbed it and next thing you know he’s sucking my dick the whole way back. Stopping occasionally to unlock the doors at each station on the way. That was a hot experience. I saw him loads of times after that and he offered for it to happen again all the time but for me it was best left as a one off.
I have more train stories (I travel a lot)... next one coming up. |
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Travelling from Leeds to kings cross. I notice this good looking train conductor in leeds station waiting on the platform. Shaved head, muscular late 30’s. I glanced at him and noticed he was looking back but didn’t think much more of it.
So, I got on the train. About 20 mins in he comes to check tickets. He blatantly stared at my bulge when he checked my ticket. But acted professionally and moved on to the next customers. Didn’t show any emotion of flinch at all.
So, next stop comes and he checks everyone’s tickets again. This time he definitely 100% was checking me out as he walked past.
So I stopped him and pretended to ask for changes once I got to London. But made sure he noticed my eyes moving up and down his body as I spoke to him. Then I asked him where the toilets were on the train. He walked me to them. I gave him a cheeky wink as I shut the door.
Anyway, I had a piss and came out, and he was still stood there at the door. He has a massive hardon you could see through his trousers and he went into the bathroom after me, but ushered me to follow him in. Which I did and he sucked me off right there and then.
Never seen him again. |
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Another one - but this was a fellow passenger.
I was travelling from kings cross back up to Leeds on a rush hour train on a Friday night. It was freezing cold so I was sat with my coat on my lap.
A man sat next to me so I was boxed in next to the window. He had a wedding ring on, was an extremely handsome guy, about 40, with a great build underneath his suit. But I was in a bad mood so I didn’t really want anyone to sit by me.
He was sat in that annoying way with his legs really wide. His knees were bumping into mine. That was getting on my nerves so I was passive aggressive and bumped my knee back against his to try and make him sit properly and close his legs a bit.
So when I push my knee against his, instead of moving away he seemed to push back harder. Then I tried to nudge him away again, and I noticed him push harder against me again. So now our thighs and knees and pressed firmly against each other. I was thinking “eh? What’s going on here”. I looked out of the corner of my eye and he seemed to be staring straight ahead, acting like nothing was happening. So I shrugged it off.
Then I noticed he’s moved his foot and it’s rubbing up and down against my foot, as well as his leg being pressed right up against me. I decided to test the waters and rubbed my foot back against him. He did it again.
I turned my head and noticed he was looking at me out of the corner of his eye. Then he raised his wrist as if pretending to check the time. But when he put his hand back down he rested his hand on my thigh (above my jacket) briefly and then slid it off. Then he did it again. I could feel myself getting hard.
He picked his bag up off the floor and put it on his lap, as if to create a barrier so the people across couldn’t see. Then he did that thing where he grazed my thigh again, but this time let his hand rest there. I was throbbing. I didn’t move, and he slowly moved his hand under my jacket (which was resting on my legs) and started rubbing my thighs, then moved up over my bulge and started rubbing that. Then he unzipped me and wanked me off under my coat.
We never said a word to each other the whole time. It was so hard not to make a noise, as I was so turned on. He took his time really slowly wanking me... I’ve never experienced a rush like that. Maybe because it was so spontaneous and risky.
He didn’t say a word when it came time for his stop. Just stood up, nodded his head and got off. To never be seen again. |
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