Written by Solmy

Meetings
13 May 2009


It’s a steaming hot day; the humidity is going through the roof. And I’m stuck on an over crowded train. The carriage is full to bursting and jostles around as it clacks along the track. There is hardly any ventilation and I feel irritable in the heat. I feel horny too, as I always do when the sun is shining. I can feel my semi-erect cock brush against the soft cotton of my trousers, I can’t wait to get home and service my overwhelming needs.

Strangers flinch as they make unavoidable contact in the cramped confines of the carriage. I find a small corner and mark it as my own. I edge the young couple to one side with my elbow, and turn my back on the teenage boy, backing into him, protecting my territory. The train pulls into the station and I enjoy the cool fresh breeze wash over me as the doors open. You step onto the train, entering my space. You are good looking and sexy, I automatically position myself to allow more room for you, you appreciate the gesture and we exchange polite smiles.

As the tone from the door alert dies off and the train begins to depart, you reach across me with your left arm to hold onto a hand rail, turning slightly away from me. I can smell your perfume, and feel the heat from your skin. Your arm is only an inch from my face. Moisture glistens on your skin from the heat. You wear a short black skirt, and white top. I look over you, savouring the fact that you can’t see me looking; I am able to study you in detail. Your legs reach up to the beautiful curve of your ass, held tightly by the cut of your skirt. Your waist tapers and my eyes follow the slim line of your figure as it reaches up. I peer over your shoulder and notice the profile of your face, I always love a woman in profile, so beautiful, soft and gentle. My eye follows the curve of your neck and I see the unbuttoned material of your shirt, revealing a tantalizing glimpse of breast, the outline of your nipples push against the fabric. Your eyes dart up at mine as you notice me looking, and I urgently look away, pretending that I didn’t see.

I can feel my self becoming turned on, the proximity of our bodies, the heat and your scent scream at me to touch you, kiss you. But, convention demands that I keep my hands to my self. My cock throbs, and stiffens as I take another look at your face and breasts. A small smile creeps along your mouth as you look at me again. This time I look back, our eyes meet. I can see the wanting in your eyes. I drop mine and look your rising breasts and protruding nipples, you smile sexily at me and slowly turn away. I am on fire, I can feel my heart pounding, my cock throbs and feels wonderful against my trousers. I allow my right arm to hang loosely, and secretly touch the front of my trousers, feeling the heat and hardness of my cock. I stare at your face, your sexy eyes.

As the train picks up speed and clatters across a junction point, I accidentally allow my arm to glance, ever so gently against the roundness of your ass. Cheekily you raise your eyebrows, fully aware that I am staring at you. This is incredible, I slowly push my arm forward and touch the back of my hand against your round bum, your eyes squint seductively and you smile… I feel bolder and turn my hand, resting the palm against your cheek, you ease back into me and I instinctively cup my hand, squeezing your ass. Beads of sweat run down the centre of my chest dampening my shirt. I feel hot and flushed, and my cock is straining. I look around the carriage to check that no-one can see what I am doing as I continue to rub my hand across you.

The train bounces over a crossing and we are thrown into each other, I steal the opportunity to thrust my hard cock against you, my hand grabs at your ass. As the train settles, you change position to face me, I drop my hand urgently and look sheepishly away.

I can see you looking me over, your eyes scanning my body. I look around the carriage, aware that you are staring at the bulge in my trousers – I am drawn to look back at you. You lock eyes with me and smile mysteriously, my hand floats toward your crotch, my knuckles grazing the fabric. I press against you, feeling the bulge of your pubic bone.. I look at you and realize your eyes are closing, your body starts to follow the rhythm of the train, pushing against my outstretched hand, grinding against my hard knuckles. The side slit in your skirt allows my hand to push deep into your crotch. I turn my hand slowly, and slide three fingers under you, cupping your vagina through the thin material of your skirt. I am electrified by the feel of your soft pussy, you are not wearing panties and I can feel the convolutions of your lips. Heat pours from you and I can feel moisture through the thin material. My cock aches and I feel an urge to grab it, I want to grab it and pull on it to fire my cum, right here on this train.

You are leaning inches away from me, your nipples are unmistakably hard now, and a button has popped exposing more of your delicious tits.

I reach under your skirt, not knowing if I am going too far. Your eyes are still closed and you are breathing heavier. I run the back of my hand along the inside of your naked thigh, and seek your wet opening…

... My fingers find your soft pussy, I can feel the bulge of your swollen labia as they open for me. I hold you with my three fingers and gently part your lips, my middle finger runs along the length of your slit spreading your wetness. I feel the bud of your clitoris, and gently circle my finger tip under it. Your face is serene, eyes closed, smiling. I insert my finger into you, reaching up inside you – deep into your sticky hotness. You grab my cock through the material of my trousers and start wanking me. I quickly check the other passengers but no-one has seen what we are up to. I push a second finger into you and start masturbating your cunt, the rhythm of the train helps and you sway, impaled on my stiff fingers.

You unzip my fly and pull my stiff cock out, pulling me towards you. My fingers are working you busily and I can feel you opening up for me. My cock is rock solid, glistening. I want to fuck you, right here on the train in front of everyone. We push our groins together, both seeking the others sex. I take my cock, and lower my self to reach under your skirt. I find your entrance, your wet fingers guiding and assisting me. The end of my cock, spunky and wet, pushes against your hot, open cunt lips. On a public train, surrounded by people, but without their knowledge I thrust my self into you. You gasp silently as my stiff cock drives into you, lubricated by your pussy juice and the semen seeping from me. I slowly draw in and out, fucking you, but being careful not to alert the other passengers’ to our game. The motion of the train adds to our pleasure, with hundreds of small vibrations, bumps and bounces allowing our fucking to intensify. Occasionally the train lurches violently as it crosses a point. I take the opportunity to thrust deep into you, fucking your hot pussy. You bite your lip, I can feel you coming. Your pussy wets. I want to explode, but have to do it silently. My eyelids droop as I feel myself welling up. I can hear our fucking, squelching and slurping. None of the other passengers notice. Your hand slips onto my shoulder as you cum, squeezing me with a vice like grip. Your lips are only an inch from mine, I want to kiss you but don’t want to draw attention to our situation. Instead I push my dick into you, harder, deeper, longer. The train enters a darkened tunnel and for just a moment I am able to release. I throw my head back and squeeze my eyes tight as in one gigantic convulsion I shoot my entire load of cum into you, I keep fucking as aftershocks pulse from me filling your cunt with my hot sperm.

As the train emerges from the tunnel, blistering daylight fills the carriage threatening to blind me. In my weakened state I can barely stand up, and grasp onto the handrail holding myself close to you, my cock still buried deep inside you. The train starts to slow for the next station and you disengage my cock from you, pulling out I feel a cooling as air blows over my dripping wet dick. I hurriedly push it back into my trouser, and noisily zip up my fly. A couple of people look over towards us. I put my hand under you and feel your moist fanny one last time. You open your eyes and smile at me. The doors of the train open and you walk out of my life forever, your wet pussy lips sliding together delightfully as my creamy load oozes over them.

I watch your sexy walk as you disappear along the platform towards the exit. The tones from the door alert die away once again and the train begins to depart, I turn to see the entire carriage of people staring at me. Looking down, I notice my still swollen cock poking out the top of my fly, and an enormous wet patch spreading evilly over the front my trousers – still, I cant help but smile - I’m nearly home and don’t feel nearly as irritable as I did when I started my journey!

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