Forewarning: this is not going to be pure smut, I just wanted to get this off my chest and seemed the most suitable outlet. Sorry, horny people, but I'll try to make it good. It is a memory I want to hold on to!

So I (32m) was taking an over night sleeper train and was generally in a very good mood. I was on the way to meet old friends, for the first time in Berlin, a city I was anticipating and excited about.

I get into my carriage and quickly made friends with a lovely old Filipino couple (don't worry, this is not where the hook up happens) and had some genuinely good conversation about life, family, history, travels and more along the way. The poor souls were embarking on a 24 hour travel and were on the way to Amsterdam from Brussels. They were struggling with 4 massive suit cases (filled with goodies for the family, being Indian, I can relate #JustAsianThings) that I graciously helped them carry to the platform. My good deed for the day, racking up the karma.

The whole interaction, albeit fleeting, was one of those wholesome moments that left me feeling warm and do you know that feeling where you feel quite content. Like a good meal or a warm cuppa. not too heavy not too light, but for your heart not your belly. Anyways that's not the main event, just the set up for act 2 of my night.

Soon after they left, this cute girl was walking around and stuck her head in to ask a question about the train. She was wearing baggy sports clothes and a cap, not much to see but did have a pretty face a curly dark hair. She followed up with a few general questions, the usual where are you heading to, etc. She had the classic traveler vibe and I got the sense she would welcome a chat so I asked her if she'd like to sit, the carriage was empty regardless.

She happily brought along her rucksack and took a seat across from me. She too was halfway through a very long journey from South America, on her way back home in Germany. There was light but pleasant conversation about the train, her travels, what we do for a living and the usual small talk but far from boring and dry. We surely were vibrating along the same wavelength, cheesey as it sounds. She was interesting, we were vibing.

To throw a little speed bump in, a mother and young daughter come into our carriage on the next stop. Nothing against them, just that it was a lot nicer just the two of us in that cozy cabin. She says ah let me check if my original cabin is free which it was, so she invited me to join her next door.

The the conductor comes around and says unfortunately we need to move since the entire cabin was booked from the next stop. Ah well, I thought, this was nice but guess it's time to sleep. Boy was I wrong.

The conductor then checks our names and asks if we were traveling together. I was like nah we just met but would be keen to sit together. The lad put on his wingman hat at that and said "y'know what, I can make the family sit in another cabin, and this cabin is all yours for the whole journey. " Legend.

We celebrate a bit, knowing now that we properly had the cabin to ourselves. Still innocent, just good vibes. We talk some more about her travels, conversation going smooth and a bit deeper than small talk. We had a good connection, not falling in love or anything, just enjoying the moment.

She said that she wasn't able to buy any water drinks or food sadly. That was the first of her many needs I was able to fulfill that night.

I said I had water I can share, which she graciously accepted. I then offered some of the wine I was drinking, a fine merlot, courtesy of the train supermarket before i left. She said she would love some but probably wouldn't be a good idea since she was running on fumes and hadn't eaten since a while. But voila, handy ol' me had a delicious sammich prepared, in case I got hungry for breakfast. A fresh sour dough ciabatta with egg and ham in a mustard, dill dressing.

I was more than happy to share, especially with this girl who was growing cuter the more we spoke. She accepted without hesitation and said she thoroughly enjoyed the subtly European flavours and sour dough after all that time on Mexican food and the hundred and one different ways they can eat a tortilla. Not throwing any shade, just saying it gets a bit much. And I know and share the sentiment. Took me back to the cravings of a fresh tomato and mozzarella salad, where the strongest flavour profile is something like olive oil.

And hey, this meant she could now sip on my tipple, if you know what I mean. No, I'm kidding, still all very innocent. I wasn't flirting or even thinking of anything, I did after all have a girl friend. Not that I honestly subscribe to monogamy. But I chose to not divulge this information. This wasn't a sly plan, I just knew that it could sometimes close people off. Especially when there is some chemistry. And who knows, just in case. She told me she's turning 26 next week, me 32 in a few months. We spoke about work and ambition, she told me she would like to be a journalist and does journal a lot. That's actually what inspired me to write all this.

Either ways, none of this was my intention, honest to God! We continue chatting, it's been a couple hours already and then start on about music and both thought it would be nice to listen to some. And again, I had just what we needed. My trusty little speaker with some chill tunes, just loud enough to add to the already great atmosphere. Sugarman by Rodriguez with the low rumble of the train, cute houses and patches of forest racing past us outside the window.

Everything was just falling into place. We were both feeling more and more relaxed, with the moment and with each other. The music almost opened another layer, both of us enthralled by each other's selections of either new or familiar tunes. She was showing me the Arctic Monkeys new album, me introducing her to contemporary jazz.

She's been sitting across from me, shoes off, legs propped on the bench next to me. I absent mindedly but somewhat consciously rested my arm on then, sensing we were both the kinda people who appreciate human touch. This was evident in the fact that soon after she asks if she can sit next to me and eventually we get into a cuddle. Still innocent but now with a light tension running through the air.

We continue grooving to the music with conversation both pointless but meaningful. And then the inevitable happens, our faces inches apart, gaze at each other and share a soft kiss. Things gradually get more and more heated, slowly but surely.

Both of us giving in to passion of the moment with deep kisses, feeling the friction of our bodies rubbing against each other. My hand between her thighs as her breaths between kisses get heavier. She guides my hands under her pants and I'm surprised by how wet she is. She moans as I rub her and gestures to go deeper. She sounds like she's on the cusp of an orgasm as I insert my finger into her, with my palm massaging the outsides. We look at each, taking a breather and she says "this has never happened to me on a train before." Damn right, I'm still trying to decide if this is reality or a dream. She asks if she can touch me there and that she can't fully let herself go mentally, enough to properly cum. We agreed to not fully let ourselves go also since we had no condoms.

We realise that it's already about 2 am, after a long day so we should try to get some sleep. We initially get into the same bunk, cuddled up, comfortable but not enough to fall asleep. We need go to opposite bunks and attempt to fall asleep. Minutes pass and we're both acutely aware that neither has been able to sleep.

Eventually she asks if I was asleep, she says she can't, she's still too horny. We start making out again, our faces meeting in the air between our bunks. This time with considerably more Lust and passion.

She climbs into my bunk and we fall into the throws of passion. I reach under her jumper, take her soft breasts in my hands as she moans. She exposed her breasts so I reach my lips down and kiss her nipples. They noticeably get more erect between my lips, my teeth softly grazing against them. She clearly likes that so I focus my attention on them. She takes her pants off and starts rubbing herself as I kiss her body. The soft scents of a fresh shower and as if she can almost read my mind she says she's glad she could freshen up at her friends place after the flight. Not gonna lie, that did go across my mind before.

She pulls her pants off so I'm able to devote more attention to her down there. How is she still so wet! I was actually craving a taste, but held myself back thinking that might be a bit much.

She proceeds to reach under my pants and pulls my obviously hard penis out. Our hands between each other's legs, lips still as engrossed with each other's. This made me feel like a charged up teenager again. It's been a while since I've kissed someone this much in a session. Not since the early days with my girlfriend. I did feel bad that I was comparing it with how it usually is, and thinking me and my partner might never share kisses like this again.

She took me in her mouth. I didn't expect it, being in that setting but boy did it feel good. Soft and wet, not too deep but deep enough to make me feel like I could cum anytime. She goes harder so I gently stop her saying I'm pretty close, realizing that letting my self cum might not be the most practical. I think she understood and appreciated.

But hey, tit for tat right. Now it was her turn and she clearly wanted more. I get between her legs and work on her, eventually inserting my fingers in. I kiss her clit, rarely ever going down on a girl I just met but I couldn't resist. She was unshaved but clean, and still so wet. I hear her moan and softly apologise for being loud. I get to it, rhythmically gingering her while using my tongue and lips on her clit. Tasting the soft saltiness and slightly sweet. Fuck, we are actually strangers on a train, how could this happen!

After a while I get back on top of her, we can see how bad we want to fuck, but we resist. Sharing our sentiments in words I don't recall, just remember the feeling of amused frustration. She reaches behind her for some water, thrusting her naked butt into my torso, both of us freezing with arousal. I hold her body from behind, my penis rubbing against her lips as she rubs her clit, face contorted in ecstasy. We came so close but both had the sense to not succumb to passion and, how do you say, go bareback.

After what seemed like both fleeting minutes and long hours of passion we get back in our own beds, knowing that tomorrow us would not thank us for it. It was 4am, we knew we had to get some sleep. We pull ourselves together, for once doing the sensible thing and kiss each other good night.

I hardly sleep knowing Berlin was about an hour away, thoughts reeling through my head. When the time came, I gathered my stuff to leave, go over her bunk to say goodbye. She stirs awake sensing I was there. With a sleepy smile she tells me that this was really nice. I kiss her admitting this must have been the best train journey of my life. We say good bye with another kiss and away I go.

Probably one of the craziest experiences of my life but I can't tell anyone about it! I merely touched upon the fact that I'm also in a committed, monogamous relationship. I feel guilty but more for the dishonesty than the act itself. It was more than a cheap sexual moment of madness. It was, in a way, a beautiful experience shared between strangers. Like a short vacation, well spent but happy to go back home to reality. Sigh, there's surely a lot I need to unravel with my therapist but for now I want to try and bask in the beauty of human connection rather than drown in the guilt. I do see how what I did is wrong, not justifying it.

I must admit too, this was a massive ego boost that I needed. I've been going through stuff that made me feel insecure. I'm far from a straight up pretty boy, I mean I am good looking but also a bit chubby and have a minor disability that is noticeable. This might have been a big reason I allowed this to happen, again conversations I need to have with my therapist.

Anyways, thanks for listening. I think it did help putting my thoughts into words. Truly needed to get this off my chest.