The following story contains explicit descriptions of people having sex. If you are offended by it then don't read it. Otherwise - enjoy! Love Sandy Please mail me at sandys_fantasies@hotmail.com and tell me what you think. Unfaithful - part 3 She just about made it back to their compartment before Mark had showed up enthusiastically describing the small but very modern movie theatre to her. Eager to go a long with anything he suggested and fighting hard to act normal with an inside in a complete uproar she had spent the evening with him watching the latest Bond-movie before eating a nice meal in the restaurant. The waitress, an exotic looking very beautiful coloured woman in her twenties had been pregnant, maybe halfway through and had done nothing to hide it. She was really pretty and her tight top in under her unbuttoned staff shirt had accentuated the sexy swelling of her womb perfectly It had gotten Sandy all hot and bothered in a very strange way and the evening had ended with her and Mark fucking in their compartment. She had given herself completely to him as if to try and make up for the three men that also had fucked her during the night. Now he was sleeping soundly on the other side of the floor space but there was no way she could go to sleep herself. She really would have wanted to be in his arms but the seats could only be converted into quite narrow single beds. It had been ok to share while fucking of course but she knew he wanted his space and hadn't persisted. She lay on her back looking at the moving shadows in the ceiling while thinking about her previous encounters and unbelievably enough she felt her nipples starting to harden. `This won't do' she said to herself and sat up. She was wearing a short nightgown and after thinking for a while she put her bare feet in a pair of slip in and put on her hooded gym jacket. The corridors were probably empty now and feeling incredibly restless she decided to go for a walk. She leaned in over her husband kissing him affectionately on the cheek before stepping out of their compartment. The lights were on next door where the Irish girls stayed and she hurried past the closed door feeling so very much not ready to face them again. She followed the corridors for a while moving past a couple of sliding doors and then she stopped outside the restaurant. She thought for sure that it would have been closed by now but it seemed open and feeling the need to drink something strong she peaked inside. The beautiful waitress was on the other end busy cleaning the surface of a table with a washing cloth and she caught the glimpse of a man wearing a chief's outfit behind the counter but otherwise it was empty. Soft music was coming from somewhere and after pondering what the waitress would make of her rather strange outfit for a while she entered the wagon and sat down by the closest table. * "You ok?" The soft, sexy voice sounded genuinely concerned. She had ordered a gin and tonic but lost in thought she had spent the last ten minutes looking out into the night instead of drinking it. She involuntarily jerked a little and looked up. The waitress's stomach was close enough to touch and she suppressed an overwhelming urge to do so. "Well...I guess..." Sandy answered shyly meeting the woman's beautiful brown eyes and lovely smile, "...I'm just a little lost..." She stopped in midsentence looking in disbelief at the outstretched hand. `What now?...' she dizzily thought `...I paid didn't I?' "Come let me comfort you" the young woman whispered and gently took Sandy's hand still smiling so beautifully. She was made to stand up and immediately the now very familiar sense of submissiveness washed over her like a tidal wave. The waitress just smiled and smiled and now her full round breasts and equally round stomach were just three feet away. "Don't worry, miss...or Mrs....you look like you could use some tender care..." Now the woman wasn't smiling anymore. Had facial expression had changed from joy to lust and her soft, moist lips where slowly closing in on Sandy's. "I remember you and your husband from before...especially you..." The woman reached out placing her hands on Sandy's hips. The hot breath was tickling her skin now. "I got the impression that you kind of...got off on watching me and...the state I'm in..." The black waitress tilted her head and Sandy automatically did the same meeting the fabulous lips in front of her. She couldn't help herself. It just felt too good. She couldn't believe that it was happening all over again but it was and the waitresses tongue was now deep inside her mouth, probing, moving and sending shivers down her spine. Her sports jacket was unzipped and slid down over her shoulders and then the woman eagerly started to let her hands roam all over her ass, neck and back through her night gown. She felt like she was melting, melting into the pregnant black beauty's unbelievably arousing embrace. She jerked but couldn't bring herself to look back when feeling more hands on her hips. It was of course the chief that she had caught a glimpse of before and she dimly wondered how many more there was in the restaurant staff...and if someone else...for instance her husband would show up. The man was behind her so close now and she could feel his hard on brush against her buttocks. `...oh god...what if someone's watching...' Sandy dizzily thought feeling her head start to spin and her night gown being lifted up to her waist. The waitress broke the kiss and walked over to one of the doors of the restaurant as the man's hands started to caress her buttocks directly. "Better lock" she heard the woman say in a `matter-of-fact' voice while feeling her underwear being slid down to around her thighs. A hard cock, the forth of this crazy evening, had started to probe between her ass cheeks. The man had somehow managed to pull it out and now it was pressing against her anus opening. "Oh no...not there...not again..." she mumbled incoherently in a low voice not really expecting a reply. The waitress had now closed both doors and was back in front of her again. "Lift your arms sweetie" she smiled and the she pulled Sandy's night gown all the way off. The black woman quickly undid her bra and then she was made to bend over. The hard cock thankfully enough moved downwards, parting her outer lips once more and she automatically spread her legs. "Can't believe you're letting us fuck you ..." the man grunted as he pushed inside almost making her fall over in the process. If it hadn't been for the woman holding her so tight she would have but now she was held firmly in place, sandwiched between them. She felt the swelling of the woman's round womb again her bare stomach as she buried her flushed face into the ebony coloured neck while the man with a tight hold on her hips started to fuck her rapidly. She didn't even know how old he was or what he looked like but all that seemed to matter was the big hard-on pumping her, fucking her, filling her all the way up to her cervix. Her face was lifted by her cheeks and then she had the waitress's tongue in her mouth again. The woman's hands were caressing her freely hanging breasts in the most amazing way and she wrapped her arms around the slender neck in front of her passively letting the two have their way with her. "Oh god, oh god..." she kept on rambling breaking the kiss and looking down just in time to see the woman's left hand leave her breast and move down in between her parted legs. "...aaah..." she grunted feeling nimble, well manicured fingers start to flicker her clit while the man relentlessly kept on fucking her. The man and the woman seemed dead set on getting her off and they were doing it so well. Her pussy felt so tight around his cock, they fitted perfectly together and it felt so good to lean back against him watching as the woman pulled away from her. The pregnant waitress first removed her shirt and then she pulled her top over her head in one fluid motion. The round stomach with the amazingly cute belly button looked so touchable and Sandy automatically reached out letting her palm caress the coloured skin. Her fantastic full breasts confined by a bra moved beautifully as she tossed the piece of clothing to the side. She stared like crazy watching the woman reach back to undo her bra and release her fabulous mounds while the man's cock kept on sliding back and forth in between her buttocks. He had slowed down, temporarily letting go of her hips and out of the corner of her eye she saw him toss his shirt to the side as well. Then his hands were back on her body and so was the woman's, one on Sandy's breast and the other back in between her legs. The gorgeous waitress sought out her mouth effortlessly sliding her tongue back in as their nipples made contact. She couldn't help but to grind her quite well toned stomach against the woman's and the erotic intensity of the touch was almost unbearable. The man was fucking her rapidly now kissing and nibbling the back of her neck in the most amazing way. Locks of her hair were falling down into her face and she had to push back against him to be able to take the hard fucking he was giving her. She was desperately holding onto the woman's shoulders for support constantly moaning as she pushed her ass back against the cock penetrating her all the way up into her womb it seemed. The waitress was fucking her mouth with her tongue matching the thrusts of the man perfectly. Suddenly the young woman pulled back looking over Sandy's shoulder towards the man behind her. She had moved her hand from Sandy's clit to his balls watching him intensively as she started to caress him. Sandy turned her head as well looking into a pair of excited blue green eyes. He looked to be in his mid forties and she found him incredibly sexy. But she would probably be turned on by a cupboard in the state she was in at the moment. She briefly wondered if it was the father of the child to be. The age difference and the colour made it seem rather unlikely`Who gives a fuck' she thought watching him watch her and the waitress. The fucking and the woman's fingers were making him moan and he met her eyes for a few seconds before taking her face in his hands. Pulling her close he shoved his tongue into her mouth and at the same time she gasped as the waitress started to suck on her nipples again. His tongue felt just awesome. He was kissing her in the most amazing way probably encouraged by the woman's hand on his balls but the pace of the fucking had started to decrease again. Reluctantly releasing her lips he moved his hands back to her hips to hold her in place as he resumed the vigorous pumping of her vagina. The woman quickly leaned over Sandy's shoulder seeking the man's mouth and seeing the two kiss felt like the most arousing thing Sandy had ever experienced. The man, handsome but much older and the woman, so sweet and young and black and pregnant looked so good together and the thrill of being sandwiched between them was making her knees weak. She couldn't hold back anymore and the orgasmic spasms hitting her almost made her pass out. She fell forward onto all fours and when she turned she could see the woman kneel down in front of the man. "Holy fuck..." she mumbled seeing the black waitress take the hard shining cock in between her lips and after just a few thrusts he came as well filling the woman's mouth with his semen. She left the pregnant waitress on top of one of the tables with spread legs and with the much older chief between them going down on her. The way they had acted towards her must be like the exact opposite to how they were supposed to treat passengers but she didn't even begin to try and make sense of it all. The fact remained that she had been taken again and she felt so ashamed and guilty about not being able to say no. She dearly loved her husband and had never ever had the slightest urge to cheat on him before. And now she had done it over and over again. She had let four different men and two different women have sex with her, not to mention the four school girls. The only full on lesbian encounter had been with the Irish teenagers in the compartment with her eating one while being eaten by another but it had kind of gotten lost in the middle of all the fucking. She tried to think of her husband as she wearily headed back along the corridors wearing her panties and night gown and holding her bra and sports jacket in her hand but instead she found herself counting sperm. Both number one in the library and number two in the waiting room had come inside of her. She was thirty seven and two kids were quite enough. She and Mark had decided on the pill for protection and now she was so glad that they hadn't chosen the condom instead. Number three, Ciara's older brother Sean, had shot his semen up into her ass and number four, the chief, had come in the black waitress's mouth instead. Lost in thoughts she came with in six feet of the man waiting in the shadows of a vending machine before noticing him. "There you are" he said in a low voice and she jerked stopping dead in her tracks when recognizing number two, the forty something good looking Irish guy from the train station. "No..." she pleaded as he reached out for her. His palms against her bare upper arms felt electric and she whimpered as goose bumps started to form all over her body. "Why not...?," he smiled looking deep into her eyes as if to mentally convince her that this was the natural way to go. "No I can't...I'm...my husband..." she almost whimpered. "Come on...It's more exiting like this...the chance of being caught...an what's all this about a husband...?" He was whispering in her ear now and the hot breath was tickling her skin. "I'm...married..." she mumbled "...got to get back to my...husband..." "...You really do have a husband, don't you..." he asked in a low surprised voice not waiting for a reply. Instead he sought out her mouth immediately parting her lips with his tongue. She felt his hands slide down along her arms and then onto her buttocks. Taking them in a firm grip he pushed her backwards against the wall as the intensity of the kiss rapidly increased. Lost in his embrace she couldn't help but to respond opening her mouth as wide as she could to give him room. She felt his hard on against her stomach longing for and fearing that she soon would have it inside of her again. She hadn't noticed that the door into the compartment behind them was ajar but now, not breaking the kiss for a second, he practically lifted her by her ass cheeks guiding her through the door. Then he broke the kiss leaving her gasping for air as he pulled back and started to undo his belt. He pulled off his jeans and then his socks. Then his short sleeved shirt and then his boxers. And then he was naked in front of her looking completely amazing. His cock was so hard...so erect...so touchable but she couldn't bring herself to reach out for it. It was like she had no control over her body and she just stood like frozen watching him move forward again. He took hold of her wrists guiding her shivering hands to his buttocks and then his mouth was on hers again kissing her, caressing her mouth with his tongue and lips in the most amazing way. She couldn't help but to start fondling his hard ass cheeks while his hands eagerly started to work on her nightgown. He gradually hiked it upwards until her bared engorged nipples came in contact with his muscular chest and then her temporarily pulled back pulling the useless garment all the way off. He knelt down in front of her holding her eyes as he ever so slowly pulled her panties downwards over her hips along her legs and then off her feet. "Oh fuck!" she grunted feeling his tongue come in contact with her by now incredibly sensitive pussy lips. She hadn't seen that coming and had to take hold of his head not to fall over as he started to suck hard on her clit. `Oh god...I'm going to come into his mouth' she dimly thought involuntarily pushing her hips forward to meet his incredible lips and tongue. He was holding her by her buttocks spreading them wide and she could sense a massive climax start to form deep down in her stomach. But he seemed to sense it to and immediately got to his feet. The abrupt ending to the intense stimulation of her pussy left her with an overwhelming sense of emptiness. She wanted it. She wanted him to fuck her so bad. "Please....please fuck me..." There. She had said it and he just smiled spinning her around. She came to face the mirror on the opposite wall and the view was so unreal and spectacular. He was behind her now kissing her neck with one hand cupping her left breast and the other one around her body teasingly caressing her heaving stomach just above her pubic hair. But it was all too much watching him as well as feeling him control her and instead she tilted her head seeking out his mouth again. They sank down onto the narrow bed with her in his lap. She briefly felt the underside of his cock between her buttocks pressing against her anus and then she was eased down onto her side. He positioned himself behind her and hooking his hand in under her knee he lifted her leg upwards and backwards draping it over his hip. Looking down she could see his hand slide around her waist encircling his shaft before guiding the head into position. She was embarrassingly wet and she opened up to him like a flower as he slowly but relentlessly pushed his cock all the way up into her. "Look at us" he whispered in her ear as he began to move. "...look at me fucking you..." "Oh please...god..." she rambled on meeting her own sweaty flushed face and aroused stare in the mirror. His hand was rhythmically caressing her breasts and his cock, shining with her juices, was effortlessly sliding back and forth between her thighs pulling her pussy lips along with it as it moved. He was doing her so well now, he was reaching incredibly deep inside of her with each thrust, pumping her, fucking her, pounding his head against her cervix with each thrust and there was no way she could take it anymore. With rhythmically bouncing breasts she came so hard and so did he shooting load after load of come up into her as her pussy muscles kept on contracting around his fabulous shaft.