I was deep in thought, staring out my side window and watching the people go about their daily business like I do every morning on the eastbound 6E train. I didn’t even see you at first, only the faintest hint of your fragrance commanding my attention as it floated besides you. It is difficult to explain, but have you ever been around a person that smelled so good you almost felt drunk, like that their body chemistry was made especially for you? I tried to return to my morning routine, tried to avoid stealing a look at you, I even opened the newspaper and pretended to read, but I kept breathing you in..soap, vanilla, warmth. I could not see you, but somehow I felt your eyes on me, your breath on my neck causing my hairs to stand up. You tapped me on the shoulder, and I turned to see your big smile, you asked me if I had a pen.
Your hair was shoulder length and wavy, brown with redish highlights Your lips were well shaped, with deep red lipstick. Your eyes big and hazel. You said you liked my jacket, and I may have blushed for the first time since high school. I said that I liked your lipstick.
Our eyes lingered on each other longer than is natural for strangers, I felt like a pure animal lust building between us. You got up to put your back in the overhead compartment, and “accidentally” pulled up your flower print empire dress slightly above your mid thigh, and watched my steal a glance at your white panties and ass. My cock began to ache and pulse in my pants without even the slightest touch, and I know you were watching it. When you sat back down, you took the empty seat next to me, letting your hand brush up against my bulge. I brushed back your hair behind your ear to comment on your necklace, but I couldn’t help but kiss your neck, breathing you in.
You playfully pushed me back to my seat and whispered in my ear “behave yourself, there are people everywhere”. I thought that maybe I had been too forward, that you had seen me for the animal that you had created. That is when you put the newspaper on my lap to hide my now ready to burst member, and slipped your hand beneath it and began unbuttoning my jeans, rubbing, then freeing me,tugging me in a slow, sensual rhythm. You whispered in my ear “ do you like that”. I could only grunt a response. I imagined you over my lap, pulling your long dress up above your waist, slipping my fingers between your thighs; pulling your head back to kiss you deeply; I pictured myself exploring your whole body with my tongue; ripping off your dress and pressing you against the train window; burying my face into you from behind; tasting you deeply; tonguing every inch of you; devouring you; bending you over, pulling out my hard cock, sliding your panties to the side, and burying myself deep into you hard and fast until I have lost all control.
As my mind fantasized, you began tugging faster and harder on me, I grunted audibly, not caring about anything but your touch. I spread the newspaper further, covering both of our laps so I could reach beneath your dress with my left hand. I pulled aside your panties to feel your wetness. I rubbed your clit in a circular pattern, matching the rhythm of your stroke, slowly building up speed, inserting two fingers while applying pressure with my palm. Your face began to flush, and you bit your lip and closed your eyes…I was ready to explode. I grunted again, low and primal as spurts of hot cum shot out of me and onto your hand, my jeans, and the paper. You moaned and I felt you convulse and squeeze my fingers tightly inside of you. It took all my strength to not immediately lift your legs above your head and pound you through the train seat. Before we could compose ourselves, your stop arrived. You whispered in my ear as you got up to leave “I hope I see you tomorrow”.
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