Railroad Lady

I had deleted many chapters when I decided to publish Tammy as a novel. I am now resubmitting them. This is the correct chronological order. If you can’t find them, they are on their way. It is a process. BTW I have bonus chapters about Tammy that are not on this list.

1. Forced to Strip

2. Tammy and the Twins

3. Forced to Strip 2

4. Serving Justice

5. Justice Served Part 2

6. Justice Served Part 3

7. Justice Served Part 4

8. Club Med Honeymoon

9. The Divorce Incident

10. A Busy Elf

11. Rachel and Mark

12. The Bra Model

13. Doctor Dad

14. Bound for Pennsylvania

15. Gang Bang Shower

16. White Wedding

17. Happiness is a Warm Gun

18. Wife Swapping

19. Jets vs. Bears

20. Bra Model Redux

21. Tammy and Mike

22. State Magnet Collecting

23. Mike, Tom, and Dave

24. Advice from a Caterpillar

25. Stacy

26. Bra Buying with Men

27. Good Faith Pussy

28. Pike’s Peak

29. Railroad Lady

30. No Exit

Chapter 29: Railroad Lady

Mike had returned home from Colorado. It was nice to have him home again. He drained the unattended poo1 which had turned into a frog pond. I made him save all the frogs and transport them to a nearby pond. I rewarded him by letting him buy his first computer.

That was a mistake as he now spent the bulk of his free time with the computer. Often in the middle of the night he would go downstairs to his computer. He claimed he was writing a book. Our sex life had progressed or regressed to the point where we were basic “once a seekers.” I would masturbate a lot. I did prefer this to all the sharing Mike had been doing with me. It seemed he had out grown this phase. Even when his buddies Tom and Dave came over there was no talk or even an inkling of me having to service them. We were a normal couple.

I remember an episode when I was masturbating in the tub, legs spread with the water rushing from the faucet across my pussy while my fingers were wildly at work, Mike had walked in on me.

“Let me help you,” Mike remarked. He finger fucked me while the water cascaded across my love box. He soaped up his free hand and played with my breasts. I don't know how many times I came. Mike expected me to reciprocate with a blow job. I told him “I didn't feel like it.” Instead we compromised. I soaped up my hands and gave him a nice hand job right over the bathtub. I read where cum was good for the skin. I thought I would try some out.

I didn't let this episode substitute for our normal Friday, “I do you- you do me- let's go to sleep” sexual activities. Sometimes in the morning I would need a cock in me. About once a month I would have to rape Mike.

One evening I crept downstairs to see what Mike was doing on his computer. As it turned out he was reading and WRITING porn stories while masturbating. I read some of his stuff. It didn't excite me much. It was all about him having sex with hookers before he met me. Actually I was turned off by much of it. I suggested we write one together about when Tom and Dave came over. I thought the story was great as we interwove two opposite points of view into one story. Nobody else seemed to like it. So ended the first phase of my writing career.

Our life continued in a normal fashion for nearly a year until Mike had to travel to Maryland for a few months. It was during this time I changed jobs from a temp to working for the railroad. There was a little after work party for me. The night went normal until Christine's husband John placed his hand on my breast. I grabbed his finger and bent it backwards. I was visibly upset. Christine quickly apologized for her husband. It turns out they were swingers and were attempting to recruit me, or me and Mike, into their group. They traveled a lot to Charlotte from Atlanta for swinging. I was not interested.

Stacy, my lesbian boss came to my rescue. I went back to her place with her and her girlfriend Sunny to settle down. I had a few more drinks as Stacy massaged the tension out of my neck and back. I felt better. I had relaxed and was sitting comfortably on a large sofa between Stacy and Sunny. I thanked Stacy. Stacy said, “It was my pleasure” and responded with a kiss.

Sunny felt left out and wanted a kiss too. So to keep the peace I kissed Sunny. Stacy complained I had kissed Sunny longer. Soon I was a kissing machine for the two girls who were drawing gentle circles on my breasts. This is not where I had wanted to be. My life had become somewhat normalized. I excused myself and drove home.

At home I needed to calm down again. I went on Mike's computer and read his dirty stories. Most of them were laughable. They are supposed to be written by adults, but most looked like they were written by teenage boys acting out some dumb control fantasy, sort of like Mike's stuff.

Some however were exciting. I masturbated on Mike's chair. Once the tension was released I accidentally read some of Mike's saved e-mails. He was corresponding with some hussy named Amy. From what I could gather she lived in Maryland and he planned on visiting her while he was up there! That son-of-a-bitch! My blood boiled. I left Lance for this guy? All this tension I had just released was back. I wish now I had gone with Christine and John. I would have given him a fantastic blow job.

I started training for my new job. There were only two females in the class and I was one of them. The other was a petite black woman named Virginia. The rest of this small class was males. The main problem with training was the class was on the opposite side of Atlanta from where I lived. The company was gracious enough to supply motel rooms near the training facility for anyone who wanted one. I ended up sharing a room with Virginia.

Sometimes we would spend time together in one of the motel rooms doing study sessions. I had become upset with Mike to a point I felt distant from him. I didn't want to spend my life with him anymore. My troubles would show at these sessions to a point where I was being grilled about my personal life. One of the guys suggested I get even with Mike by having sex with all of them. Virginia added, “Let me know when you want to do this so I can leave.”

I entertained the thought in my head. Now was not the time. I was still depressed and out of any kind of sexual mood.

One weekend when there were just a few of us at the motel, we were sitting around in Robert's room watching NASCAR races. Robert was not one of the new students, but an engineer who had to take some refresher classes. Robert was a basic large hairy teddy bear type who wore bib overalls without a shirt. I liked to feel Robert's hairy chest, which he didn't mind letting me do it. He asked to feel mine in return several times, to which I had always turned him down.

A few other guys were there too, Bill and Richie. Richie had dark hair and was on the short side. Bill was an older gentleman with gray hair. He was also an engineer and not a new employee. Virginia was home with his family.

The guys were intent on watching the race. Dale Earnhardt was racing. I had just looked up as Earnhardt was pulling into the pit. He bumped or nudged the guy in front of him. I said, “That wasn't nice.”

The guys said it was all part of racing. The announcer claimed that Earnhardt had some slight ripple damage to his hood from it which might affect his aerodynamics in the race later on.

I was fucking bored. I convinced Robert to let me rub his semi-nude hairy chest. After a few minutes Robert predictably asked if he could rub my chest too. This time I didn't say “No.” I thrust my large tits out and said, “Sure, I guess it is only fair.”

Robert was in a state of disbelief. He stammered, “Ar-ar are you sure it's alright?”

“Yes it's fine.” I replied.

“What about your boyfriend?” he continued.

“I hadn't planned on telling him,” I kept egging him on.

Finally Robert got up enough courage to feel my breasts. He used one hand and made large gentle circles. It was almost as he was experimenting in an attempt to figure out how they move. The eyes in the room left the TV screen as the small circles Robert was making were more interesting than the large circles Dale was making. Robert's circles eventually turned into squeezes.

Richie, who had stopped watching the race altogether remarked, “I don't think it's fair you get to feel Robert's naked chest and he has to feel through your T-shirt.”

“Who said life is fair?” 1 responded with a smile. The guys looked dejected as they turned to watch Dale Earnhardt. With their faces turned I looked at Robert who just gave me a big boyish smile back. I grabbed the bottom of my T-shirt and made some small quick jerking motions, lifting it slightly upward, exposing just my tummy as if to silently asked, “Do you want me to take this off?”

Robert smiled and nodded excessively. I lifted the T-shirt off over my head. Robert was sweet enough to assist me. The slight noise made by my T-shirt going over my head could be heard by two pairs of ears sitting on the floor- over the race car noise emanating from the boob tube.

Robert rubbed my bra and fleshy mounds which spilled out over the top. The guys no longer pretended to be watching the race as they placed their heads on their elbows at the foot of the bed. I had an audience.

The hand I was using to rub Robert's wonderful hairy chest slipped down across his stomach to his groin. His penis was semi-erect. My warm hand grasping its head and shaft made it harden by my touch.

With this move Robert reached around my back and undid the clasp of my bra. I leaned forward just a bit so he could reach between me and the pillows I was leaning against.

The bra slipped from my shoulders. My 38 DDD breasts fell forward. Robert gave me a titty rub as I played with his dick. The guys' eyes were glued to my breasts as Robert's hands roamed freely over them. Richie would stare at my breasts in class, now he had something to really gawk at.

I don't like competing with the television for attention. I gave the boys their choice. I said, “Look guys. You can do one of two things. You can either watch TV or play with Tammy. We are not going to do both.”

In an instant the race was off the TV and the race to the bed to see who would help Robert with my breast massage had begun. Richie got there first and would not yield his spot to Bill. The bed was too small to fit everyone. It was mentioned by Bill that if I stood up in the middle of the room there would be enough room for everyone.

I got off the bed and stood topless in the middle of the motel room. Robert took his spot to my right and Richie was on my left. Bill stood behind and reached around to feel my breasts. The guys decided anything more than six handfuls was wasted.

While my breasts were being mauled I reached inside Robert's bibs and fondled his dick again. With my other hand I found Richie's hard crotch. I grabbed hold of the outline of his cock. I leaned my ass back into Bill. He obliged by placing his hard cock on my ass as I wiggled my ass against his dick. Robert and Richie held my breasts up and sucked on them. Richie would give me small nips that would send the wet signal straight to my pussy.

Bill's hands reached around and slowly undid the belt on my jeans. Without any signs of protest from me, Bill continued with the snap and zipper. With my pants undone and still on, Bill slipped his hand under the denim and struck pussy gold. His fingers went for my slit as the rest of his hand held my pelvis in place against his dick. Other hands attempted to join Bill's in my pants, but there was not enough room for them all so the guys cleverly figured out that if the pants came off, they could all get a good feel of my slit. With that discovery the pants slipped off to the floor where I stepped out of them showing off my neatly trimmed beaver.

Robert went to his knees and explored my pussy with his tongue. His soft beard felt good against my thigh. Seems he was a member of the Southern Beaver Worshipers Club. With my knees slightly weak, I was being supported by Bill as I leaned back on him. Bill somehow had lost his pants too as I felt his naked cock on the crack of my ass. I guess this was his way of locking the support in place. Richie was happy just to suck on my tit over the head of Robert eating my pussy.

Richie was spending a lot of time sucking my left tit. Bill held up my right tit, and in a mock ventriloquist voice said, “Hey about me? I need some licking too?”

Richie swapped tits, making sure both were bathed properly. As my knees grew weaker from the tongue lashing, Bill suggested I sit or lie down whereby

lowering my “center of gravity” which at that moment was grinding into his cock.

We moved a small stuffed chair away from the wall toward the center of the room. Before I could plop my naked ass down in the chair, Bill sat down and said, “I believe my position was behind you.” He dropped his pants to the floor and patted his lap. “Sit here Tammy I have a present for you.”

I sat on Bill's lap with his cock nestled in the crack of my ass. The other two guys started to go for my tits, but when I moved my butt around on Bill, they paused and said, “Great!!! Nude lap dances!”

I had not intended to perform nude lap dances for the guys, but it seems that is where we ended up. I said to the group, “Alright we will have some fun, but under one condition.”

The guys all agreed. I continued, “What happens in this room stays in this room. I can't have all the guys at work wanting me to do nude lap dances for them or any of them to even know about it.”

The all nodded and agreed, “no problem here, our lips are sealed.”

I grasped the arms of the chair for support as I lifted myself up slightly, making circular grinding motions with my ass on top of Bill's lap. His super hard dick made contact with my outer pussy lips, and on occasion would make a slight entry due to their wetness. His hands reached under my arms as they worked over my tits. Richie and Robert dropped their clothes in anticipation of their turn.

Richie said, “How long do we all get?”

I responded as a scolding Mom, “As long as I decide. Do you have a problem with that Buster?”

Richie said, “No ma'am. Whatever you decide is fine by all of us. “

Richie did make me think it was time to put someone else in the hot seat, but I gave Bill a few more minutes of pussy tease on his cock until I felt a little pre-cum on my lips. Then I got up. Bill was shocked, “You ain't goin’ stop now are ya?”

His accent got real thick. I replied, “Don't worry sweetie, you'll get another shot.”

“Next!” I shouted like I was at a barber shop giving everyone a little trim.

Richie leaped in front of Robert and took the hot seat. As soon as my ass touched Richie's cock his hands were all over my tits. With my ass slightly in the air rubbing on his cock, he decided to reach under me and slip a finger in my wet pussy. My lips easily parted as he went inside and finger fucked me. My body moved up and down on his digit as his other hand worked over my breasts. The guys could see by my reaction and moans I loved this attention.

Robert watched intently awaiting his turn and making his plans. Richie then removed his finger and played with my pussy for a spell. When he finally removed his hand altogether I was able to sit down on his lap and rub his dick around. Richie was near ready to explode as he grabbed my tits. That is when 1 got up and allowed Robert to seat of honor.

Robert had a nice sized dick and it was pointing straight up. As I went to sit down on Robert's lap, he held his cock in his hand, as if it read my mind. I slowly lowered myself and wrapped my warm pussy around him. It felt so good having a big hard cock inside of me. I was so hot I nearly orgasm as he was placing his dick inside of me.

I leaned back on Robert. I wanted to feel his hairy body next to my naked flesh as I moved up and down with his dick.

Richie exclaimed, “He's doing it! He's actually fucking her!”

I started to move up and down more rapidly with Robert's hands now on my tits. Then he suddenly grabbed my hips and stopped my motion. “I don't want to cum too quickly” he said as I felt his pre-cum inside of me. He was nice enough to continue to feel my breasts, with an occasionally reach around on the pussy, but this was getting old. I need some hot cock in motion.

I motioned toward Richie, who would have been taking notes as if he had a pen, to come by the side of the chair. He stood there with his hands on his hips and cock poking straight out and said, “Yes, Miss Tammy. Is there something I can do for you?”

Yes, just one small thing,” I said as reached for his cock and stuck it in my mouth. It tasted a little randy at first, a little musty and sweaty, but that flavor was quickly gone as I sucked his cock clean. Robert was polite enough to share a breast with Richie. Robert watched as I gave a blow job to his buddy.

Bill had moved into position on the other side of the chair and remarked, “I feel a bit left out.”

I never want to be responsible for someone feeling left out, so I stopped sucking on Richie for the moment, still holding his cock with one hand and placed Bill's dick in my mouth. I caressed his balls a little bit and got his dick all wet. Then I pulled his cock from my mouth to speak,” Is that better Sweetie? Do you feel a part of the team?”

I placed his dick back in my mouth and drew a vacuum on his cock. “Oh yes!” Bill replied. “I don't feel left out any more.” With Bill satisfied I swapped my attention and dick sucking lips over to Richie. I kept my hand still stroking on Bill's dick while I sucked Richie off. Heaven forbid if I would let the guy feel left out.

With all kinds of hands all over my tits and pussy, Robert decided to take a few more gentle pumps of his dick into me. Robert increased his rhythm. His fucking action led to an arousal chain reaction. Richie held my head as he jammed his cock deep into my mouth and face fucked me.

Richie gushed cum into my mouth. It was a nice heavy load of sweet juice shooting into my mouth and running down the back of my throat. It made me hot. I wanted more. I began bouncing up and down on Robert's cock, wanting a hot load inside my pussy.

I licked all the residual sticky cum off of Richie's dick and turned my oral attention to Bill. Bill needed to cum inside my mouth too or else he might feel left out. We didn't want that to happen so I wrapped my lips around his cock and sucked on it while Robert was plowing my pussy.

I was just getting some good ball licking in on Bill when Robert came inside of me. His hot cum filled my pussy cavity. I didn't want to get off of Robert's lap. Instead I let his dick stay inside of me after he came.

Robert and Richie watched intently as I gave Bill a blow job observing his cock poke out my cheek as it went in and out of my mouth. The guys then commented on the concave action of my cheeks as I sucked hard on Bill's cock, claiming I could draw a 30 inch vacuum-engineers, I just love them so. I want to suck them all off.

It didn't take much longer for Bill to erupt in my mouth. He had a very nice load too. It seems these guys have been saving up their love juice all week for Tammy. How sweet of them to be thinking of me.

I told them that after sex, I demand ten minutes of cuddling time. This is what I charge for sex.. and NO TV! The guys agreed as we lay naked on the bed for a while. I was basically sandwiched between Richie and Robert, Bill was a bit left out.

I softly rubbed Robert's hairy chest and belly. Richie rubbed my back. As I tickled rub down near Robert's crotch his cock would jerk slightly as it was a slight arousal for him. It was so cool having remote control over his cock twitching by rubbing his belly. I reached down and placed my hands around Robert's dick. It came to life and so did I.

Richie's hands reached around from by back to my breasts. He was rubbing my tits and pinch squeezing my nipples. My legs were slightly parted as Bill found a warm wet spot to exercise his fingers, gliding in and out of my pussy. The boys decided they wanted to “paint Tammy's face” this time. I thought, “Sure, why not, it will give them something to write home about.”

I ended up on the floor on my knees with three wonderful cocks in my face. I went from one cock to the other, licking, sucking stroking while the guys played with my tits. As I promised I let all three of them cum all over my face. They squirted jism in my hair, eyes and all over my face. They allowed me to use my tongue and finger to lick up and swallow any cum that I could. They said I now had “locomotive breath.”

I eventually allowed the guys to turn the TV back on. Dale Earnhardt was involved in a fatal crash. It was going to be one of those historic moments as “Where were you when you found out Kennedy was shot?” We decided we would all go to Savannah next weekend and officially mourn.

In the meantime I had broken up with Mike. He didn't know it yet. I decide to be nice enough to let him down slowly since he was keeping up the payments of my vehicle. Mike would later accuse me of waiting to tell him for pecuniary reasons. Men are funny like that.

The guys were nice enough to help me move out of his house. With Mike being gone, I had to decide a fair split. I took my stuff, some of the stuff he had bought while we were together and a couple of items of his that he had before he met me, which should belong to me since I was the only one who used them, such as his bootlegged Grateful Dead tapes, concert T-shirts, VCR and the television.

I was initially going to get a place of my own.

Robert offered to let me live with him during the interim period. As it was, I accepted and never did find a place of my own any time soon.