"Our bags are all packed," my husband said, as he loaded the last one in the car.

"Let's go inside and tell them we are headed out."

"We're going to get on the road," I said hugging our long-time friend, Jenna.

"Thanks for having us," my husband said shaking our friend Jeremy's hand.

We had just spent a long winter weekend in the mountains of Colorado, snowed in and enjoying the heat of the hot tub and each other, as we headed to our home, about a thirty-five-hour ride by train, Jenna and Jeremy headed the other direction. After moving from our hometown four years ago, we met up with our original friends with benefits three or four times a year. Jeremy and Jenna were the first couple for my husband and I to explore our sexuality with. It all started when we were hanging out with them one night while drinking mixed drinks. Jenna kissed me. After I asked my husband if it bothered him to watch Jenna and I play a bit, and was sure he was okay with it, Jenna and I let loose and released years of sexual tension that had been building between us, from her being one of my college instructors, to us being on the same PTO, working together to build a better environment for our children.

The train station was buzzing and busy as to be expected during the holiday season. Everyone was heading back to reality and into the New Year.

"Excuse me," I said hitting a wall of Sauvage cologne, and bumping into the shoulders of a stranger. I recognized the scent, as it is my husband's scent.

"Pardon me," said the stranger looking down to make eye contact. "Iris," he said with the sound of recognition.

As I met his gaze, I quickly looked away. Damn, people are not supposed to recognize me in public. My followings are small, and I never would have expected that. "Sorry, wrong person, my name is Becca," I quickly made up an alias that was neither my pen name nor my legal name.

"My mistake, safe travels, and Merry Christmas," the handsome stranger stated, as I smiled and walked away briskly, my husband at my heels. We were trying to catch our train before the doors closed.

We ran through the door finding our way to our cabin and fell on the bench. Reminiscing through the details of the hot weekend with our friends, we decided we needed just a little de-frag time.

As I opened my messages on the fan page, I opened one from a new fan 'MysticMuse69' who had read all about Adam. "I would love to be the next Adam, if you'd like to change things up a bit for your next story."

3:39 pm "Sounds interesting......." I responded my curiosity piqued at the fact that someone out there was craving that I write about them. I am pretty energy depleted after the weekend we just had, but perhaps I would keep him on the line, and play with him soon.

3:43 pm "Could I get a little more than an interest, perhaps a wink ;)?" he responded.

3:44 pm "<3" I sent back. Honestly, I love the attention and games. It strikes up an excitement within me, that I have a hard time finding elsewhere.

3:49 pm "I enjoyed reading your stories. I come to Reddit for the thrill of feeling sex through another perspective," MysticMuse69 responded.

3:50 pm "I am so glad to hear that, thank you for sharing with me. I love having a connection with an audience,"

4:03 pm "I've never had an audience but can't deny that it sounds thrilling," he stated. "What turns you on the most through sexting?"

4:17 pm "I have to run for now but definitely want to chat more later. Thank you so much for the feedback and chat!" I closed my chat.

4:18 pm "You're welcome! Looking forward to your next story," he ended.

12:24 pm (the following day) "I posted a story that I think you might pleasure yourself to. Enjoy the read :)" my phone buzzed as we were enjoying some afternoon cocktails in the dining car. MysticMuse69 was trying to engage me once again. That is so sexy that he wants my attention the way he does. Maybe I'll text later when I have time. The hubs and I were certainly enjoying some conversation and amazing views, and I did not want to miss a thing, to stare at my phone.

4:29 pm "I enjoyed that very much," I responded warmly.

4:32 pm "I'm so glad!" MysticMuse69 answered.

The hubs and I spent the afternoon chatting and enjoying the train ride. When it was time to dine, we headed to the dining car. Looking at the ground, my forward motion was halted when I crashed into that Sauvage wall again. Remembering the handsome stranger in the train station, I glanced up, slowing catching his eye while establishing strong eye contact with him, "oh sorry," I said, looking away sharply.

"Iris!", MysticMuse69 exclaimed.

With pierced lips, I slipped past him quickly and found a table to seat myself at. In a matter of seconds my husband was seated next to me.

"Babe," he questioningly addressed me. "what was that about?"

"That's one of the fans that I have been corresponding with," I returned frantically.

"Is this one of the guys that you have talked to me about?" my husband asked.

"Yes," I responded. "He's been trying to sexually engage me via text perhaps in an attempt to become one of my characters and compete with Adam."

"How interested are you in that at this point," my hubs erotically inquired.

"Well..." I said looking at my lap.

As he devilishly giggled, standing up to exit the table, "wait here." he walked off, returning shortly with MysticMuse69. My husband winked at me snuggling into the booth seat pinning me between him and the wall.

Across the booth staring back at my husband and I was MysticMuse69, with a very charming smile from ear to ear. "I'm so glad you liked my story, Iris," MysticMuse69 flirtingly said.

"Haha! I like your style," I returned.

"I should've had you ask nicely for more, but you were so excited," MysticMuse69 said with a smile, "Next time you'll have to mind your manners."

"Absolutely," I winked back at MysticMuse69.

"Hopefully that can be fuel and inspiration for a spicy night with your man," He seductively stated.

"I really wanted to be your partner in that story, it was written so well. I really wanted you," I elaborated. "And yes, absolutely, it will probably make our pillow talk, I can't wait!"

"I love to hear it! Did your heart race? Did you have the urge to touch yourself?" MysticMuse69 leaned in closer.

"My heart did race, and I did touch myself, in the passenger seat, with my husband driving. It was exhilarating!"

"Mmmm," he responded dialing his stare deeper into Iris's eyes, "does that make you a good girl or a naughty girl," he asked devilishly.

"He said he wasn't aware that I was into bondage and domination," I responded. "Now he wants to try that. He asked me to touch myself, it makes me a good girl," I returned dominantly.

"You follow directions well, Iris, good girl," he bantered in return. "I'd love to hear how exploring that new kink goes for you."

Never breaking eye contact with MysticMuse69 I added, "he (my husband) wanted to taste me, so he told me to stick my fingers inside, and let him lick them, while he was driving. I did as I was told." feeling my husband's hand creep under my dress to my mid-thigh while sitting across from our guest.

MysticMuse69 looking from me to my husband laughingly said, "I'm sure those fingers tasted so sweet, hopefully you're rewarded later for your good behavior."

"I hope so," I responded "I have needed his dick all day so bad that I touched myself without waking him up. I got punished and now I am trying to get back on his good side," I said, turning my gaze to my husband and kissing him.

“I’m sure you have a few tricks up your sleeve,” MysticMuse69 said. “Tell me what you’re going to do to get on his good side.”

“I already played Smokey blues and rubbed his hard dick, while we were driving and I was fingering myself,” I answered.

“And was that enough to earn you some nice hard dick tonight?” MysticMuse69 inquired.

As the waitress brought drinks to our table, we paused so as not to let on to our sexually fueled conversation.

As she walked away, I began my answer to the sexual inquisition. I could feel my husband's hand make its way to the hotbox between my legs. As his fingers breached my panties, and slid into my fiery wet pussy, I answered, “I am in the process of turning the tables, and making HIM beg. You see, we will soon be settled for the evening in a place where I have toys. When we first boarded and I found our cabin, I told him that I needed to lay down because I was not feeling well. He knew the truth when he walked in and heard the buzzing, though. He pulled out his hard dick and stuck it in my face. That was his mistake. I sucked on it until it spewed a little pre-cum, then sent him away, while I stayed and played.”

“It’s good that you take care of yourself. Getting yourself ready for a night of being stretched out and pounded. What a nice tease too! I’m sure that made him regret withholding his dick from you,” MysticMuse69 exchanged. "I’d have been so excited to be laying there with you, though. Pulling away that toy and sliding in two fingers into that wet pussy. Curving my fingers up and starting to massage your clit from inside.”

My husband felt my pussy twitch, and he knew the conversation was turning me on. “When he came back, he took my vibrator and held it against my clit and would not give it back. I kept telling him to go away. I wanted to chat with you while I was vibing,” I said with a wink. “He went down on me, trying to make me cum, but I told him I wanted to chat with my new friend and cum, and here you are, in the flesh,” I said admiring MysticMuse69’s handsome demeanor across the table.

“And have you cum yet?” MysticMuse69 asked, “Or are you eager to play more?”

“I am being played with as we speak.” I responded.

“Good girl,” he returned with a wink, “tell me what he’s doing to you.”

“I am sitting here, his fingers rubbing my clit. He’s trying to make me cum, so I’ll cause a scene,” I stated, “he knows how into you I am.”

“He wants you to cum,” he responded with desire. “With nothing inside your pussy, and no hands pinching and playing with your nipples. If only you had an extra set to play with,” MysticMuse69 enticingly responded. “I saw those pictures you posted in sexy lingerie, flashing your tits in public, for a good girl, you can be bad sometimes. You like being on display, don’t you?”

“Yes, I do,” I provocatively returned.

Sensing how close I was to orgasm, MysticMuse69 pushed a little further, “Good girl, spread those legs, let him make you cum.”

As I let out a slight moan while casting my gaze toward the ceiling and digging my nails into my husband's thigh, my pussy clenched and let out a small gush. This conversation was incredibly erotic and making me want to fuck MysticMuse69 even more.

“Did you shower before leaving to board the train today?” he asked. “Is that pussy clean and ready for action?”

“I am all showered and clean,” I answered.

“Perfect,” MysticMuse69 exclaimed, “a nice clean pussy to get all dirty again. Tell me what you would like to see happen between now and the time you arrive at your destination,” MysticMuse69 inquired.

“I want to be spit roasted by you two, in the barely private accommodations we have, while the train barrels down the tracks adding to the already erotic motions of our sexual encounter.”

The thought of that sent me over the edge, hugging onto my husband's arm with both hands pushing his hand into my pussy indicating for him to rub harder circles. A second small orgasm from this sex filled conversation. The possibilities are endless of how many orgasms may be had in our private little quarters between now and the end of the trip.

“My cock is so hard and eager for you, thinking about your pretty little pussy,” Mystic Muse 69 responded.

With the alcohol beginning to take effect, and my inhibitions running and hiding, I whispered in my husband’s ear, “can I invite him to our cabin?”

“As you wish,” my husband winked at me, as he came in to kiss me, our tongues dancing like two lovers getting ready to excitedly embark on a new journey.

I looked at our potential guest, “I am not sure how to address you, as I only know the username you use to communicate with me.”

“If you need a name to call out while you are cumming, call me Luke,” MysticMuse69 stated.

I leaned in with my elbows on the table, getting close to Luke and whispered, “Follow me to our cabin,” and with that I stood up from the table and started toward our cabin.

As we stepped into our cabin, Luke took a seat on one of the two bench seats, facing the over double bench. I stepped out of my panties and let them fall to the floor before taking my seat across from Luke, while purposefully exposing my pussy, seated slightly slumped with my legs spread wide open.

“My cock is slick and hard and ready to explode,” Luke noted to me.

I stood up and walked over to Luke, and reached down, working his pants off to expose his raging boner. My mouth began to water. I lowered my mouth down over Luke’s engorged cock. He already had pre-cum dripping. I was going to enjoy this. I began gagging, the deeper it went back into my throat. My husband took my bare ass in his face as an invitation to enter me. My husband does not last long watching me give sexual attention to someone else, male or female. It is his biggest kink. We had the perfect rhythm, between the travel motion of the train, and my husband slamming me hard and fast from behind, he was setting the pace for the slobbery blow job that Luke was receiving. Every time Luke’s dick hit my gag reflex. My throat clenched around it while my pussy tried to close around my husband's rock-hard shaft. I began to feel both cocks begin to throb and unload inside me at both ends, sending my mind and body into ultimate sexual arousal, causing my pussy to convulse, and my body to quake.

My husband’s dick rested, Luke’s cock stopped pumping, and I fell back into my husband’s lap, as he wrapped his arms around me, he kissed me on the cheek, whispered “Good girl, I love you so much!”

“I love you too baby,” I returned. “Thank you for letting me play.”

After we got ourselves put back together, I told Luke thanks for coming to our cabin and playing. He reciprocated the gratitude, stood up, shook my husband’s hand, hugged me and exited our cabin. This situation made it much more comfortable to run into fans in public.