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This is for the people who have asked me to continue my "sexual" stories. This will be my last one of these types of stories though. I have no use fpr them anymore. Romance is probably my favorite category to write in. If you rate, please don't forget to comment. I'd like to hear what you have to say about this paticular erotica, please and thank you.

"Promise you'll call me when you get there?"
"Yes. I promise. I will." I smile.
"Promise you won't forget?"
"Yes, baby. I love you. I'll call you when I get there." I tell my girlfriend, who of which I've been dating for two years now. Our non sex relationship, I might add.
"You better call me when you get there." She says while getting high up on her toes to kiss me before I get on the train.
"I love you." I tell her once more while adding another kiss.
"I love you too." She says.
I let go of her hands and pick my bags up from the ground and start to walk slowly towards the door of the train.
When I get there, a man asks me for my ticket. I search through my pockets. While handing the ticket to him, I see my girlfriend watching me.
"Call me. Call me. Call me." I mimic over and over in my head. "Should I call her?" I ask myself.

I look for my seat as I walk up the row. There's a woman sitting in the seat next to mine looking in a small mirror of hers, fixing her hair and make up. I role my eyes and murmmer, "Pfst. Women."
"Excuse me?" She says while closeing her mirror softly.
Embarrassed, I slowly sit down in my seat and say, "What?"
"Oh I see." She smiles while digging into her purse. "See, all of you are like that."
I don't dare say another word at the moment, for she might go off on me a little louder.
"You men just think you have control. Just because you have a penis..." She looks me up and down then continues, "...big or small, it doesn't mean you can rule all."
I try to find the words to say when she stops talking. Just when I gather a sentence together, she starts again, about how men apparently suck at life.
She stops talking for over a minute. I quietly say, "We're sorry."
"We're?" She asks.
"Us men. We're sorry. For our penises I mean. We don't mean it."
"Are you trying to be funny?"
I stare at her. Now I'm not going to lie, but this was a very attractive woman. She really was, but she confused me. Woman are known to do that though. To me, that is.
"I.. I..." I start to studder.
"You what?" She says with a straight face like she would kill me if I said the slitest wrong thing to her.
"I... I think you have pretty eyes." I grin, hopeing she aproves of my complement.
"Oh. Well, thank you." She smiles while lowering her head to stare at her lap, hopeing I don't see her blush.
I smile and sit back in my chair, guessing the rest of the ride will be peaceful and quiet.
Wrong.
"My name's Cara by the way."
"Matt." I say while sticking my hand out for her to shake.
She stares at it for awhile.
"What? Come on. It's not going to bite. Just shake the damn thing." I say with laughter in my voice.
She smiles and finally shakes my hand. I cross my arms and hope the ride goes by fast.

I realize that I've drifted off to sleep. I open my eyes quickly and look around. It's dark outside of the train. Few lights are on from the other passengers inside. I look over at Cara. She's sleeping with her face against the window. Her pillow had fallen into her lap. Being who I am, I pick the pillow up and try to put it between her face and the glass of the window. I watch as she moves her head away from the window and stares at me with confussion in her sleepy eyes.

"Uhh..." I start. "Sorry. It didn't look very comfortable."
She raises an eye-brow at me.
"I mean, your pillow was on your lap and I thought it would be better than laying your head on the glass window." I say with a smile.
"Okay." Was all she said.
I slowly sit back in my chair.
I can see from the corner of my eye as she reaches for her purse to fix her hair and make up again.
"I'm going to the bathroom." I say while getting up quickly and rushing to the back of the train.
I knock on the door twice then walk in. I lock it behind me then turn the sink water on and splash water on my face to cool me down. It's almost 9:00 pm. I dry my face then walk out of the bathroom, then back to my seat.

When I get there though, there's a man sitting in my seat talking with Cara. I stand there for awhile, hopeing she sees me, but she keeps talking to the man.
I get impatient and tap on the mans' shoulder.
He turns his head and looks at me, "Yes?"
"You're in my seat."
"I don't see your name on it." He says, very rudely.
I look at Cara wondering when she's going to at least tell this man that it's my seat. I watch as she smiles at me. The man looks away from me and smiles at Cara.
She puts her hand on his chest and whispers into his ear.
What ever it was, I don't have a clue. But it made him get up from my seat. I watch her as she watches him walk back to his seat. I sit down slowly with a bad attitude building up inside me.
I can feel Cara looking at me, thinking she's going to at least say something to me. But she doesn't.
"Who was that?" I ask.
"I don't know. Some guy."
"What is this some guy?"
"What?" She smiles at me. "Why?"
"I don't know. He doesn't look like your type."
"Who are you to say he's not my type? You don't even know my type." She sits back in her chair.
"I don't know. I mean, he wasn't bad looking or anything but..."
"Of course he wasn't.." She interupts. "He was cute."
"But..." I continue. "I see you with another type of guy. Not him."
"What type?" She asks while twirling her curly blonde hair on one finger.
"Uh, well.. if you're asking me, maybe, possibly.. my type." I look away from her for a second.
"Why, what's your type?"
"No. I mean, me."
"You?"
I nod my head while she stares me down. Waiting for rejection. Or maybe even aproval.
"You?" She says again.
"Yes, Cara. Me." I smile.
Remembering those words, "Call me. Call me. Call me." I can't believe I've forgotten about my own girlfriend. I stop smiling.
"I'll think about it." She smiles while putting her pillow up against the window and laying her head on it.
"What did I just do?" I ask myself. I look Cara up an down though. I start to become very aroused by the figure and curve of her body. I quickly look away to control myself.

I find myself drifting off to sleep again. I don't try to stop and wake myself though. I let it take me over.
"Matt." I hear my name being echoed through my thoughts.
"Matt. Matt." Someone starts shakeing me back and forth.
"Matt!" I open my eyes quickly to find Cara looking at me with her purse and bags in her hands.
"Matt."
"Where are we?" I ask.
"On a trian. Now get up. We're getting off." She demands.
"Both of us?" I ask while picking up my bags and rubbing my eyes.
"Yes. Now go." She pushes me up to the door of the train where a lot of other people are getting off also.
She brushes her body past mine so she can walk in front of me. While she brushes past me, her thigh gently rubs against my croch. I contain the moan that almost slips out. Not noticing before, but she was wearing a black skirt. A short black skirt. She was killing me little by little. I try to keep my bag infront of my pants to keep my boner from anyones' site.

She grabs hold of my hand and pulls me into the train station. I have no idea what's going on or where I am. We walk all the way through the station then out a door. She looks around then drops her bags on the ground. She slowly starts making her way over to me. She pushes me up against the wall and starts to kiss my neck, causing me to drop all of my things also. She then turns around and pushes her ass against my croch. I gentely place my hands on her waist as she rubs her body against mine, dragging my boner on and on.

She faces me again and starts to unbutton her shirt, reveling her black laced braw to me. I quickly grab her hands to make her stop.
"What's wrong?" She asks.
"I can't do this?" I slowly say.
"Why not?"
"I just can't."
"What, it's not like you have a girlfriend or anything." She smiles while kissing my neck again.
"Uhh, I actually I do."
She stops kissing my neck and backs away from me a bit.
"Oh." She fixes her lipstick and whips some of it off of my face. "But what was that about back on the train. I thought you were flirting with me." She says while looking at my hard on.
"I was." I try to calm my breatheing down.
"So, you thought I'd just be some fling of yours?"
"No.... I just..."
"What? You just wanted one night of sex and than to just forget about the girl?!"
"No."
"Then what?!"
"I'm attracted to you."
She looks at me for quite some time while buttoning her shirt back up.
"That still doesn't make it right that you were willing to cheat on your girlfriend." She says while picking up her bags and walking back into the station.
"But I stopped you." I pick up my bags and follow her.
"You were flirting with me!" She walks faster.
"I know. I just. It's personal stuff. I can't tell you. At least not here."
"What are you saying?" She stops and looks at me.
"Can we at least talk in private."
"No." She starts walking again. "I don't even know if I trust you at all now."
"What does trust have to do with it?" I walk along side her.
"What does trust have to do with it?! It has everything to do with it!"
"Where are you going?" I ask her while trying to keep up with her pace.
"Back on the train."

When we step back out of the station, the train is gone.
"Where is it?" I ask with a shakey voice.
She doesn't answer me though.
"Cara, come on let's go back inside and ask when the next train is coming." I say while nudging at her arm.
"No." She says.
"No?" I ask.
"Come on."
"Where are we going."
"Just follow me."
I do what she says. I follow her. I don't walk beside her nor infront of her. Just follow. Being the man I am, I can't help but watch her walk. The way she walks just completely turns me on. Noticing the string of her thong, edgeing its way out of the top of her skirt, I smile.

"Cara. Can we stop for a few minutes?" I try to steady my breatheing once again.
"No. We're almost there."
"Where exactly is 'there'?"
"You'll find out."

We walk for a few more minutes, then I notice we're coming upon a building with read letters on it. I can't quite make out what it says. I see Cara look at me out of the corner of my eye. I look at her too and smile.
"Hurry, come on." She says while walking a bit faster.
I follow closely behind.
I can now make out what the red letters say.

I look at Cara in amazment. I can feel my hard on growing inside my pants. I stop thinking about her long enough to keep it down. When we get to the front doors of the hotel, she walks in first. I follow slowly behind her.

"One room please." She says to the old man behind the counter.
I start to look around the lobby, trying to look at anything but Cara's thong, still sliding out at the top of her skirt. Noticing it was the same color as her bra. Lacey black. The feel of it just aroused me to a whole new level I've never felt. Oh tonight is going to be the best night of my life.
The old man gives Cara a key to the room then she starts to head out of the hotel. I follow her quickly. She turns to the right and starts going up some stairs. Watching her ass did it to me. My hard on was growing harder by the second and fast. I could feel sweat forming at the top of my forehead.
When she stops at a door, she starts putting the key into the whole. I get close up behind her so she can feel my boner agaisn't her ass. She starts to laugh while opening the door. She steps into the room and drops her bags. She turns around to see how hard I have become. I watch as she smiles then sits on the bed and takes her high heeled shows off. I slowly walk into the room and shut the door behind me, while dropping my bags beside hers'.

"What are you waiting for?" She asks in a playful voice.
I smile as I walk closer to the bed, watching her as she wraps her legs around my waist, pulling me closer to her so my cock is up her skirt, pressed to her through her thong. The warmth of her drives me to a point to where I can't tease her any longer. I start taking my shirt off quickly while she pulls me even closer to her body, having me feel the warmth of her pussy on the head of my cock made me want to get my shirt off even faster. I throw it to the floor then start moving my hand gracefully up her leg. I finally reach that thong I've been wanting to touch. I start pulling it down slowly as she leans up to me and starts kissing me. I stop pulling her thong down and go for her neck. Wanting her nipple in my mouth, I slowly kiss further down, hopeing she doesn't reject my move. I pull the strap of her tank top down with my teeth. She pulls the other one down with her hand. I go back up and start kissing her neck again. Feeling her put her hands on the back of my neck while brushing her fingers through my hair, I slowly go back down to her colar-bone, giving little kisses until I reach the top of her breast. I slide my tongue down it. Wanting to reach her nipple. Suddenly my pocket vibrates right when I'm going to cover my mouth over her nipple. I jump and hold my pocket and move away from Cara a little bit.

"Matt. Why'd you stop?"
"My phone." I walk over to the window and open it. "Hello."
"Did you call me?"
"Baby.. I am so sorry. I forgot. I'm sorry."
"Yeah. Yeah. You did. Didn't you?" She says in a very rude way of hers.
"Baby, really. I'm sorry. I forgot."
"You told me you would call me. That you wouldn't forget."
"I know but.."
"But what? You had better things to do then just pick up your phone and call me for at least a few seconds?"
I can hear Cara get up from the bed and walk over to me. She puts her hands around my waist and tries to pull me back over to the bed.
"Come on. Forget about the phone." She giggles.

"What was that?" My girlfriend pauses.
"What was what?"
"That voice."
"What voice?"
"Matthew, you better tell me what's going on right now!" She yells.
"Baby, nothing. What's your problem?"
She rambles on about something while I look down to find Cara's hand in my lap, heading straight for my cock. I grab her hand quickly, not wanting her to make me groan. Then she starts biting at my waist. I try to move away but she doesn't let me. I let go of her hand and turn around and cover the phone.
"Come on, Cara. Please. Hang on." I beg.
She smiles a playful smile and lays on the floor while looking up at me.

"You never do anything for me anymore, Matt." I listen to my girlfriend again. And she yells at me more.
I notice Cara starts moving her foot up my leg, inching closer and closer to my crotch.
I don't stop her though. I can feel her toes rubing up and down my shaft now, pressing me. Urging me to close the phone.

"Baby.." I breathe heavily. "I'm going to have to call you back." I close the phone quickly, put it on silent, then set it on the table.
I grab Cara's foot and start moving my way down on the floor with her. She starts smiling as I do so.
She pulls me close to her face and moves her lips to my ear and whispers, "Fuck me."
I look at her while rubbing her right breast. She tells me again, "Fuck me now."

I don't waste any time at all and start caressing her nipple between my lips, nibbleing softly. She pulls away from me and starts taking off her thong. While she does this, I take off my pants, to have nothing but my boxers on. I look back at her. I pause and study ger body carefully. Taking it all in.
"Are you going to be taking them off?" She asks while tugging at my boxers.
I pull them down a few inches then start kissing her again. I start to feel her hands slid down my back then meet with the top of my boxers. She starts pulling them down slowly. I smile as I slid my hand up her thigh gently, sending chill bumbs up her back.

She pushes me away again and slides out from beneath me and makes her way onto the bed while spreading her legs for me. I get up and take my boxers all the way off and push them to the side. I cover my body over hers' and drive my lips to her neck. She rejects my move though. Putting her hands on each side of my neck, she pulls my face to hers and kisses me, sucking my top and bottom lip sepreatly.

Still rushing my hand up her thigh further, I soon find her clit. I brush my fingers over it, making her whisper out a moan for me to continue. I spread her legs a little farther apart as I move higher above her. I put my hands on each side of her body and lock my arms. I slowly slide my cock into her. Everything goes quiet for those three seconds of entering her. Then, her moan escapes her hard breathing. I keep in rythem while grinding with her, wanting to hit a certain point, wanting to drive her crazy inside. I can feel sweat escaping from me again, rushing from the tips of my hair to her breasts, sliding past her harden nipples, then rushing down onto the bed sheets.

She moans in excitment as I suck at her nipple and nibble on each one gently then roughly. She digs her nails into my back. I take my mouth away from her nipple and let out a moan and fuck her harder. I watch as the back of her head digs into the pillow. She arches her back, begs me not to stop. I breath hard and contain myself from stopping to rest. She keeps her hands locked on my back, still nailed in. Her moaning, getting louder by the second, I feel her orgasim run around my cock, sending a sensational feeling throughout my body also.

I flop down beside her on my back and try to relax and take in what had just accured. I close my eyes and put my hand on my stomach as Cara puts her hand on top of mine, she slowly moves it farther down. I open my eyes and watch her hand grab the shaft of my cock. I look back at her to find her smiling as she moves her body down to the bottom of the bed. I watch as she grasps her hand tight around me and kisses the head, licking every inch of it that she can. I hold back her hair as she deep throats me, making me the dizziest man in the world, I place my hand on the back of her neck to keep my cock down in her throat as I let go of everything and let it slide down her throat. I release her head when I finish and let my hands fall to my sides and I close my eyes again. Barely able to hear what is surrounding me, I fall to sleep.

I open my eyes quickly, finding a blanket over me, from my waist, down. I blink again and again to make everything clear. I sit up to find my bags still on the floor, but Cara's aren't in site. I get out of the bed and put my boxers on. Suddenly, my eye catches something over on the table beside my cell phone. I walk over to it. A peice of paper. I pick it up and read, "Thanks for the night, hun. You were wonderful." Not being able to keep my grin from escaping, I crumbble the paper up and throw it into the trash can.

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