Its a wet and windy evening. I'm taking a later train home than planned. It's been a long day but at least that means I get a seat. In fact there are only 3 people in the carriage, besides me. One guy, tall with a shaved head sits across the aisle. A few stolen glances confirm my suspicions that a) he's been subtley checking me out and b)from the bulge in his jeans, he likes what he sees!
'What the hell!' As the train rattles along the rails, I slip my hand under my dress, inside my knickers and gently rub my clit with just one finger. My eyes are closed but I feel him watching me. As a quiet moan escapes my lips I look over to see his thick, red cock in his hand. No more glances, our eyes are locked as he jerks his shiny cock and the pace of my rubbing increases. My pussy dribbles in anticipation of what could be to come.
Abruptly I stop, stand up and move across the aisle to the seat next to him. He's visibly, but pleasantly surprised that I've taken the initiative. He continues to stroke his quivering prick as I slowly slide my dress up to my waist revealing silky, black stockings. Suspender straps laid against my rounded thighs and smooth, shaved pussy. My inner thighs are now glistening with escaping juices. The air is heavy with the scent of pre-sex aroma. I can't believe that the elderly couple just 4 rows ahead can't smell it!
He holds my gaze as he inserts 2 fingers into my throbbing cunt while using his thumb to firmly massage my clitoris. 'Heaven!' Doubly aware of the fact that I'm just 3 stops from my destination and that I need to feel that thick cock inside me, I push his hand away and quickly sit on his lap. I'm impaled on his hot rod. Its entire length filling me up. A very pleasurable bounce movement is achieved through a combination of the train's movement, his strong hands and my thigh muscles. As I silently bounce higher and harder I feel his cock stiffen. With his hands on my waist he holds me firmly still on his lap as one, two, three hot bursts of sweet cum are pumped into my warm wet pussy. A low growl erupts from somewhere deep in his throat. 'Shit! They must have heard that!' But who cares! Before he shrinks I slide into the seat next to him, lower my head and hungrily suck the remaining portion of sticky sweet sauce. With a hand at the back of my head he pushes my mouth further onto his cock till my throat feels full. As I grasp his cock between my lips and pull up, he firmly pushes my head back down. We continue this rhythm. My mouth around his penis and one hand between my legs feverishly cramming 3 fingers into my pussy over and over again.
As his cock begins to quiver with the telltale signs of imminent eruption, I hear my station being announced. 'Guess I'll have to get a train back' I think as I enjoy a warm, salty mouthwash and my pussy explodes.
