-Written 11/20/2024 by me-
It was a bitterly cold afternoon in late December. A restless Grace Finnegan waited in the ticketing line at the Toronto Union train station. The holidays at her mother’s house were nice but lacked the magic she was used to. Grace felt a strange tension building inside of her, but she couldn’t quite put her finger on what was causing it. She thought perhaps a cross-country train ride might give her time to figure it out. The only thing that kept her mind off the tension was getting home to start her first semester of nursing school in Vancouver. As the clerk handed Grace her ticket she heard a whistle scream. She looked at her watch and raced to the platform. As she ran through the terminal a crying child distracted her gaze for a moment. The next thing she knew she was falling forward.      

 She braced for impact, but it never materialized. Suddenly she found herself in suspension by the strongest arms she had ever felt. A tall man with piercing blue eyes and a black beard was smiling and holding her tightly. She instantly felt safe and protected. She felt her tension ease for a moment. Then she felt a flash of electricity race up from her center. Blood rushed into her face as she blushed. She guessed the man was in his mid 30’s and worked a trade judging by his lean muscular frame. His white Henley was doing its best to contain his muscular frame. Then he spoke. “Are you ok Miss”? Grace just kept staring into his brilliant blue eyes. The whistle blew again, and her trance was broken. She smiled back and said, “Thank you so much!” She reached to pick up her suitcase and scarf. When she turned around, he was gone. The train conductor was busy shutting doors as Grace jumped up the steps and handed him her ticket.           

 She tried to collect herself as she made her way to her cabin. All she could think of was that stranger and his eyes. Grace was used to taking care of herself, but she was struggling to understand what was stirring inside her. She felt so safe in his arms. A word kept replaying in her mind. She kept pushing the word away, but she couldn’t shake it. She whispered it to herself. “Submit.” Where was this coming from? She wanted to feel his arms hold her again. As she lay on the bed feeling the vibration of steel wheels underneath the car and thinking about the stranger she began hiking her form-fitting skirt higher and higher. Her hands gently explored her inner thighs for a moment. She felt a magnetic force pulling her fingers higher and higher until she was finally caressing her outer lips. She let out a quiet moan as she began circling her clit through her panties. Submit. I want to submit…

 Suddenly she was startled by a loud knock at her cabin door. She jumped up quickly and composed herself. As she opened the door, there he was. Those eyes! That smile! That voice! She felt heat in her face again. He held a pair of sunglasses that looked exactly like her sunglasses. They were her glasses! Grace smiled back and said, “My name is Grace, and thank you for bringing them to me.” Their eyes seemed to communicate everything in a single moment. The train car was busy with foot traffic, so Grace instinctively pulled the stranger into her cabin and shut the door. Suddenly she was close enough to smell his essence. He said, “My name is Alexey Novastock, and I’m on my way to Alberta. You forgot your glasses. The conductor helped me find your cabin” His deep voice was so deep it seemed to vibrate her chest. He spoke with a slight Russian accent. “I’m a foreman for a logging company and they were too cheap to fly me to Alberta so here I am.” Grace looked into his eyes as Alexey put his hand on the small of her back and pulled her into him. She closed her eyes and laid her head on his chest for a moment. The word came to her again, “Submit.” She felt the tension building in her. She was aching to submit to him.

 Alexey whispered, “Do you feel safe with me Grace”? She could only nod. The magnetic force she felt earlier had her fingers unbuttoning Alexy’s blue jeans. Then her hands worked feverishly to remove his shirt. His body was full of perfect shadows. She rubbed his chest for a moment and ran her hand down his side to that special place just beneath his abs. She knew she needed Alexey inside of her to release the tension inside. When she reached down his pants to release his cock she hesitated for a moment. She’d never felt a cock so big. As it sprung free, she let out an audible, “OH FUCK!” It was massive, perfectly straight, and heartstoppingly thick with a beautiful mushroom head. Before she could attempt to put it in her mouth Alexy pulled her up and ripped her blouse open like it was made of paper. His eyes seemed to see her tension. He winked at her and said, “I know what you need.” He lifted her onto the bed and released her beautiful round tits. She could feel his soft black beard on her chest as he sucked deeply, flicking his tongue over her standing nipples.

 Through the window, Grace could see snow-covered mountain peaks passing quickly. The vibrations of the train moving beneath her and the anticipation of Alexey inside her made her aching pussy wetter and wetter until she was dripping. Her head was spinning as Alexy moved down to her pussy and began moving his tongue over her lips. His bearded mouth pressed hard into her lips. Her hands began to tingle as she lifted her hips up and down in a rhythmic pattern. As he explored her core with his tongue, he moved a few fingers in and out. He suddenly looked up at her as he pleasured her pussy. “Those eyes!” She was in heaven, but she couldn’t stop thinking about his beautiful cock. She needed it in her – NOW! Grace screamed, “FUCK ME!” “Alexey, I need your dick right now!” In a second he flipped her over on her stomach and began squeezing her cute little ass. With a quick slap, he began to move the head of his cock up and down her pussy. Spending an extra few seconds flicking her clit with the tip of his cock.       

 Grace held onto the vibrating headboard to brace herself for the fucking of her life. Alexey slowly pushed his cock into Grace. Where other men stopped Alexey kept going... This was new territory for Grace. She let out an involuntary whimper as Alexey pulled back. Then she realized that Alexey hadn’t pushed it all the way in. She could feel her stomach move a little as he moved all the way into her. Grace squealed with pleasure. The tension was forgotten now. His lean body covered her as he moved his cock in and out of her while he kissed her back and pulled back on her long brown hair. She loved the way he squeezed her tits as he fucked her from behind. Alexey was so strong! Grace felt her needy pussy being stretched to its limit around his thick cock. Just when she feared it would soon be over, he flipped her over onto her back, looked into her eyes, and said, “Grace, I’m going to make you cum harder than you ever have before. Your body needs you to submit to me.” Grace smiled and said, “I feel safe with you Alexey. Fuck me hard! Make my soul sing and I’ll cum for you.” Alexey slid his cock into her and their eyes met again. He kissed her neck gently as their bodies became one.

 Grace glanced right and noticed their reflection in the twilight window. She nearly came for him right then. Grace felt safe. Her body was feeling things she never thought possible. Alexey seemed to have a magic touch as he played with her clit while he slid his huge cock in and out of her. Her hips began to buck. She was losing control… Grace felt Alexey’s breath next to her ear. “DO IT GRACE, KONCHI DLYA MENYA (CUM FOR ME)!” Grace screamed out, “YES” as she exploded for him. Alexey was moving so deep within her. With a heavy Russian accent, he whispered, “That’s my girl.” A moment later Alexey was cumming hard, filling her to overflowing. Grace could feel him pulsing within her. He held her gently as the train raced into the night. They soon fell asleep in each other’s arms. When Grace awoke Alexey was gone. On the pillow next to her she found a note that read, “Dear Grace, last night was pure magic. Meet me at the Amtrack terminal in Vancouver a year from now and we’ll take another train ride together, Alexey.” Grace felt new and beautiful. She felt strong and excited. She felt full… And her tension – it was gone😉