What happens under blanket stays under blanket

It happened when I was in college, on the train ride back home. The train was always filled with students, most of whom knew each other. On this particular trip, my friend brought his girlfriend and another girl along. Before the train had even started, I had settled into my side upper berth. We all introduced ourselves and then continued talking as if we had known each other for ages.

As time passed, everyone was tired and getting ready to rest, but I normally can't sleep while traveling, so I took out my laptop to watch a movie. The new girl saw me and asked if she could join. She then climbed up to the berth to sit with me. Almost an hour into the movie, I could see that she was feeling cold, so I offered her my blanket. She was a bit reluctant because we would have to sit really close to share it, but then she looked at me with a naughty expression on her face. It triggered something in me, and I wondered if I should make a move. I just needed a sign.

We were sitting really close, our thighs touching, and I could feel the curve of her ass. Within a couple of minutes, I sensed her leaning into me. Her breathing changed, and it started getting hot under the blanket. I couldn't focus on the movie anymore; I had to do something. I asked if I could close the screen to her berth, and as I did, I let my hand brush her thigh and rest on her back. After closing the screen, I slowly moved that hand to her waist. In seconds, I slid it up to her stomach and held her tight from behind. I could see she was enjoying it, and that was it.

We looked at each other, our eyes locked, and then our lips. I didn't waste any time and put my hand on her breasts, squeezing and fondling them. She exhaled deeply, her body falling against me, completely relaxed. Her eyes closed as her hand covered mine. I slipped my other hand between her legs to her pussy; to make it easier, she parted them slightly. I could already feel how warm and wet she was. I slid a finger into her pussy and rubbed her clit with my thumb. Once my finger was inside her, she started kissing me deeply, our tongues exploring each other's mouths. I nibbled on her lips, then kissed her neck and bit her earlobe. My hands continued to play with her breasts and her pussy.

We were trying to be silent, but it was difficult. I didn't want to break the mood by suggesting we go to the restroom to fuck, so I took her hand and placed it on my dick. She started to play with it over my pants. We kept at it for about ten minutes until I could feel her pussy gripping my fingers as she came, wetting the blanket and the sheets beneath us. She then pushed the laptop away, turned toward me, pulled out my dick, and started stroking it. She moved forward and started licking the tip while I covered us both with the blanket. She gave me a sloppy blowjob, her saliva all over my dick and dripping onto my balls, all while continuing to stroke me. A few minutes later, I told her I was about to come, and she started stroking me aggressively until I came in her hand.

We didn't sleep at all that night. We couldn't keep our hands off each other, but unfortunately, when we reached our destination, we never got a chance to meet again, so we never fucked. But my friend said, he and his girlfriend knew exactly what we were doing because they could hear everything.