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Our Wave
by Flinders (address withheld)

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Kids wave to train passengers on a the commuter from
New York. Orgasms timed to train schedules. (mf-teens,
cpls, youths, exh, inc, ws)

***

July 1967 and the 7:13 Evening Pennsylvania Central

Dishes, Bonnie and I were at it again. She was washing
and I was drying this time. We were talking about the
summer and plans each of us were developing. As we were
near finishing, Bonnie started washing a large empty
ketchup bottle. I was not sure why she wanted to wash
it instead of just throwing it away as usual. First she
cleaned its insides then after removing its labels and
replacing its lid, she began washing the bottle's
exterior and neck.

She held the bottle by its base in her left hand
pointing it in front of her before beginning to stroke
it with her right hand. The soapiness made holding it
still quite hard so she held it tightly against the
wash tub to steady it. Again, she stroked it as if she
were masturbating someone's dick. Seconds later she
looked over at me to see if I was watching. She saw
that I was puzzled but went on to caress the bottle's
neck as I watched.

She looked over a second time to see if my response had
changed. When she saw that I was intrigued perhaps
puzzled with her behaviour she coated the next of the
bottle with some soft butter. Next she handed the
bottle to me to hold then slowly pulled the fly down
while dropping her shorts.

She opened her vagina, took the bottle back and
arranged its top up against her vagina and pushed.
Looking at me she pressed it tightly into her until the
its greasy neck slipped into her belly. At the same
time she was also pressing her hips firmly against the
bottle, finally humping it in a rhythm that matched her
masturbation with the bottle.

Finally, she pushed against the bottle's base forcing
the neck further up inside her belly. Squatted
slightly, she positioned the bottle cap deeply inside
her vagina and continued to fuck the bottle. She began
to moan softly as she humped her hips. Within minutes,
she was humping the bottle in concert with her moaning.
Hanging from the sink with her left hand to support
herself she squatted deeper as she continued pushing
the bottle deeply inside her. She went totally orgasmic
moments later.

I was impressed because the orgasm went on for some
time. At last she squeezed the bottle out and put it
back in the basin, crossed her arms over the edge of
the sink while resting her head on them. She panted
saying that she was exhausted. By this time, I had a
raging erection. Not wanting to be left out, I put down
the wash cloth and stepped behind Bonnie. She quickly
raised up on her toes to allow me easier access.

Instead I turned her around and lifted her up on top of
the kitchen bench. She spread her legs as I knelt down
kissing and sucking on her fanny. She was dripping wet
with lots of butter mixed with tasty creams seeping out
of her vagina. She tasted delicious as usual. Her
clitoris was fully erect and her labia were engorged.
The edge on the sink pressed upward on the base of her
fanny making her vagina stay fully open. Within
minutes, she was becoming orgasmic again.

I continued to suck her deciding to spend the rest of
the evening trying to lick Bonnie's clitoris off her
fanny. She convulsed into a strong orgasm that caused
her to nearly suffocate me in the process. She also
knocked the dish tray hard enough to startle the
parents watching TV in the living room. "Is it OK in
there?" came the question. Bon answered that it was OK
in a rather halted sounding response because I was
still orally attached to her fanny.

We rested for a while. Bonnie then jumped off the
counter, stood up grabbed my hand pulling me outside
onto the patio. She then pulled down my shorts, knelt
down and started to suck me off. I was so excited that
I was just about to come when she stopped and squeezed
me so that my ability to cum ceased instantly. She
stood up and said, "I want to fuck instead." "Well you
do me a big favour?" she followed. "Depends on what it
is?" I replied. "I want you to fuck me where people can
see us but where they can't do anything about it" she
said. The idea really appealed to me but then again
getting my rocks off in Bonnie always appeals to me so
I asked where? Bonnie had obviously thought about the
issue before. She said, "Lets do it on the grassy
embankment next to the railroad tracks near the station
in Clinton. I want us to be totally naked and have you
come just as a train full of people goes by," she said.

I said that the idea was great and that we could do it
tonight if that was what she wanted. We dressed,
cleaned the kitchen, finished our chores, and told the
parents we were going shopping and drove off towards
Clinton all in twenty minutes. The railroad tracks cut
through a hillside located on a farm less than a mile
from the station. This meant the train would be slowing
down for the stop but still moving for minutes
afterwards. This would give us more than enough time to
be seen fucking yet still get away if someone tried to
catch us. The embankment was shallow on the track-side
so that the top of the embankment was level with the
train's windows yet the spot was not visible from the
road traffic on the other side of the hill.

We parked the car at the rail station and walked the
short distance to the cut carrying a spare blanket that
we kept in my car for just such occasions. You always
needed to be a Boy Scout when servicing Bonnie. We got
there just as a train was passing so we could see where
the best vantagepoint was for the passengers to see us.
The spot was covered in newly mown grass, totally
exposed to the train's right side and sheltered from
any other vantagepoint. I spread the blanket and
smoothed it out. Bonnie immediately undressed saying
that she was really excited. She was totally naked in
seconds. I followed suit collecting all the clothes and
placing them under the blanket to soften the spot.

Bonnie said that I needed an erection if the fuck was
going to work. She knelt in front of me and sucked me
to an erection, which was almost instantly. She then
immediately cautioned me not to cum until she said so.
"How do you want to fuck?" I asked.

"I want to ride you bareback, so they can see your cock
moving up inside my cunt, OK?" was her reply.

"I like it," I said.

Bonnie pushed me down on my back and aligned me so that
my head rested towards the direction of coming train
while she was facing the train. She then mounted me
settling my cock deeply into her fanny to see if the
set-up was just as she wanted. Satisfied that the
arrangement was OK she rested on my chest. Bonnie
contracted her vagina to see if I was able to stay
erect saying, "I'll just keep milking you a little to
keep you hard, but I don't want you to come until the
train goes by, got it?" I nodded as I concentrated on
feeling Bonnie squeeze my cock. Bonnie was weird but a
fantastic experimenter.

Bonnie carefully milked me very slowly making her
vagina contract as she slowly lifted up off my pelvis.
The action was strong enough to bring me to tears
several times before I had to tell her to stop or I
would lose it all for sure. The fluids we were making
coated both of us then ran down my ass on to the
blanket. I was impressed that the quantity fluid was
large enough to keep its warmth as it spread down over
my crotch.

We waited for some ten minutes. We were starting to
feel cold from the evening dew when we heard the train
coming. "I want you to come just as the train passes
by," Bon said. She then began to fuck me in long slow
strokes lifting high on her knees so that my cock would
just slip out of her vagina before sliding back inside
her again when she lowered herself on my hips.

Within seconds, the train was visible with Bon ever
quickening her rate of penetrations. I was really
impressed with her efforts and I was ready to cum for
her instantly. "Don't come until I say" Bon repeated
once again in a pant. The speed of the train meant that
I had only seconds to wait. As the train passed by, Bon
yelled out at the top of her lungs, "OK, cum inside me
now."

Next, she yelled, "Wave to the people!"

Bon had lifted up on her knees so that my cock was just
clear of her cunt. When I watched, my first squirts of
sperm shoot out of my cock and straight up between her
swollen labia and into her open vagina. She was waving
with both hands as she settled back down on my cock.
The second squirt was shot just inside her vagina as
she descended downwards. The thirds and rest of my
sperm went deep into her vagina. The image that I saw
was wonderful. She continued to fuck me as she waved to
the people in the train.

The whole scene lasted less than 20 seconds but seemed
much longer. I was only able to wave at the end of the
train when my orgasm began to end. Bonnie, on the other
hand, was still fully orgasmic for some time after the
train had passed and continued to gently fuck all the
sperm out of me while generating a new erection to
start.

"Was it what you wanted?" I gasped. She replied: "It
was perfect. It was our best fuck ever. I hope the
people on the train enjoyed it as much as I did." She
was clearly very pleased with the whole show. She laid
down on me giving me a great sloppy kiss that offered
scope for further pleasures.

"We better get out of here before the police come
looking for the perverts up the line," I said. Bon
dismounted dripping warm spent sperm all over my
stomach and thighs. We were exhausted and laughing so
hard that we could just about get ourselves together.

Bonnie collected some of the creams from her fanny with
her fingers and lapped them into her mouth saying,
"Boy, do we make great tasting cum." Dressed in only
polo shirts and sneakers we walking back towards town.
No one passed us along the road so we were able to
enter the parking lot and drive away from the scene of
this disastrously planned and executed crime totally
unseen.

At the car we noticed all the disembarking passengers
we had just entertained getting into their cars. This
closeness caused Bon to say, "Look at them, who do you
think saw us? I'm so wet. I can't stop creaming. You
need to suck me off to empty my cunt before we get
home. I smell so strong; it is driving me crazy. Take
me down to the brook so you can eat me out. I'll give
you a long slow blow job" she taunted. I said, "ah
shucks," but I turned quickly towards the brook anyway
and parked knowing that I was into one of Bonnie's
nature plays. Bonnie quickly removed her polo shirt and
sneakers then walked off into the darkening shadows by
the brook.

She was right, the seat of the car was soaked and we
did smell great. When I got to the brook, she was
straddling two stones in the middle of the brook with
her legs spread far apart. She was slowly rubbing
herself. After seeing me she said "Oh there you are,
you ugly old frog, come and kiss the Brook Fairy's cunt
and taste her delicious honey." As always, I
immediately went to her. I knelt down in the brook and
lifted my head up to devour the Brook Fairy's cunt's
liqueurs. "You will have to suck the Brook Fairy's
honey hole much, much harder than normally tonight if
you want her to feed you her honey" she continued.

I did as the Fairy asked. When I had nearly finished
all the honey the Fairy said, "Now don't stop. I have
some very special nectar, which will turn an ugly frog
like you into a handsome prince; you would like that
wouldn't you? But, to get the spell to work, you will
need to drink all my nectar at once without spilling a
single drop. If you miss just one-drop, you will not
turn into a handsome prince. Instead, you will become
an even uglier frog. One that is all covered with slimy
warts forever and ever. She said, "So get ready and
suck really hard, that's right, really hard."

I quickly aligned myself and sucked her fleshy
urethra's nozzle into my mouth and waited. "I'm letting
go, are you ready? Suck really harder, make my nectar
come out, That's a good frog, suck real hard. Here it
comes."

I, the now ugly frog, knew that this Fairy was going to
become totally orgasmic again. Sure enough, within
seconds, the nectar shoot out of her immediately
filling my mouth so fast that I was unable to swallow
fast enough. I was a bit upset that this Fairy always
makes it impossible to get all her nectar swallowed. I
was swallowing in gulps but still spilling most of the
warm nectar down the front of me and into the brook.
Bonnie, I mean the Fairy, was fully orgasmic during the
release of her nectar as she forced her finger tightly
against her compressed clitoris.

Shortly after Bonnie returned to control, I mean the
Brook Fairy she said that "I'm very sorry my dear frog,
that although you served your fairy very well, it was
not good enough. I am very much afraid that you will
have to remain an ugly old frog with many more big
warts." This Fairy seemed to like the idea that I was
to stay a frog because she never said I was successful
at collecting her gifts correctly. I was compelled to
remain a frog at this stage.

As usual, the Brook Fairy bent down to my ear and
whispered, "But, you still might be able to save
yourself. You have to ask the Brook Fairy very nicely
to remove the spell that is keeping you a frog, and
such an ugly one at that." "The Brook Fairy needs to
suck out all the bad magic which is hidden deep inside
you. You will have to be very brave and extremely
fulfilling if my charms are to work. If the Brook Fairy
can get all your magic fluids you are keeping in your
jewel bag then there may be a way for an ugly frog,
such as you, to become a prince after all."

I knew the spell and said, "Oh beautiful Brook Fairy
please be kind and suck all the bad magic from my
jewels. Please do it you big stupid old Fairy. I don't
want to be a frog or this cold any longer." The Brook
Fairy told the frog with many new warts, not to be so
rude and to go to the brook's grassy wet and cold
riverbank, to lie down and wait for the Fairy to come
and remove the bad spell.

I did as the Fairy asked and waited on my cold ass for
her to arrive. Sure enough after a few minutes, the
Fairy knelt down and straddled the frog's head, bent
over and began sucking the spell from the jewels deep
within me. It was a real strong spell so it took the
Fairy the longest time to suck all the magic out of
this frog. It was the second amount of magic to be
withdrawn that evening.

The Fairy asked the frog to "Push your tongue into the
Fairy's botton." Which he did. This made the Fairy
quickly increase the force she was exerting.
Nevertheless the removal of the spell was difficult
with the frog trying to retain the spell as long as
possible. But eventually, after an excruciating and
wonderful long time the magic came out in large globs
in very fast squirts. Just as quickly, it disappeared
as the Brook Fairy devoured the spell.

Seconds later the spell was gone and the ugly frog was
turned into a handsome prince once again even if it was
with a very cold and nearly numb ass. Accordingly,
frogs can't drive so having a prince meant that the
Brook Fairy could finally get her equally cold ass a
ride home, she kissed the handsome prince sharing some
of the magic spell she had just removed from my now
very relaxed jewels. As I tasted the spell I had to
admit that the Brook Fairy was right; we did make a
delicious cum.

It was almost 8 o'clock when the Fairy and Prince got
home. No questions were raised as we passed by the
parents; even knowing the odours attached to the Prince
and Fairy were very pronounced. Bonnie bent down and
kissed her mother goodnight getting a knowing look from
her, as the odour became apparent. Mom said "I think
the Fairy has some frog cum on her breath. Have you
been trying to make a prince again?" "Ugh hah" the
Fairy answered. "Were you successful?" Mom asked. "Ugh
hah" Bonnie continued.

The Brook Fairy showered first then the prince before
both took to her chambers. It was difficult always
being the frog, but it had its compensations.

END

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