[MF] Strangers on a Commuter Train Part III the ending [BBW, Voy, Dom]

Links to part 1 and 2 in the comments.

“Commuters no more”

The walk to my house was a few blocks from the train station. My body was on fire. The slight discomfort from walking with no panties combined with the moisture from the sweat, spit, and juices from my still sensitive pussy was muted by the sheer exhilaration of the control I was now wielding over my seatmate. This whole thing was so unlike me. I was the passive fat girl who apologized for my squeezing on the train on the way to my demure desk job. Part of me still felt a pang of the need to apologize for the forcefulness I was exerting on him. One glance over my shoulder showed that no apology was necessary. He was enthralled, dutifully staring at my round ass as i confidently walked ahead of him. We turned down a side street on the way to house and I slowed down. I reached down behind me and felt the front of his pants. I wanted to confirm that my new toy was still hard. He let out a soft sigh as i did so. The control I had on him was palpable. I didn’t know how far I wanted to push it but the mere extent of control I knew I had on him was sending waves of pleasure through me.

I was walking with such confidence too. I knew I was on display for my seatmate and he was drinking in the extent of me but I also enjoyed the idea of being witnessed by my neighbors. If they had looked out the windows or walked past us they would have seen this confident sexy woman being eye-fucked by some random guy as they walked. By the time we got to my apartment the heat and discomfort was starting to threaten to actively ruin this whole fun evening. As I stopped to turn the key to my door inspiration hit me like a bolt of lightning.

I confidently grabbed his shirt and pulled him into the apartment. Normally I would have been concerned with how neat and clean my apartment was but one look at him gave me the surge of confidence again. He clearly would have fucked me on a trash heap at this point. The control was still mine. I closed the door behind me. I turned to face him far enough for him to get a full view body view of me.

“My dutiful seatmate, you’ve had a taste of what I have to offer and I want to give you more. In order for that to happen though I need you to do whatever I say. Will you be a good boy?”

He nodded enthusiastically. I smiled warmly as I reached forward and clutched his still hard cock through his pants.

“First of all this must stay rock hard for me until I am done with it. Now follow me”

I walked ahead of him towards my bathroom. As I walked to the bathroom I began unbuttoning my blouse. By the time we got there I had an open shirt with my sizable breasts straining against the silk black bra. Once inside I turned to face him.

“Have you been following my instructions?”

I vulgarly licked my teeth

“Let me see.”

My gaze fell to his groin and he immediately knew what I was asking. He pulled his pants down in a flash.

“All of it…”

He lowered his black boxer briefs and revealed his sizable and still very hard cock.

“Very nice… now…” I put on a faux innocent face “I suppose you would like to stroke that cock for me wouldnt you?”

He whimpered as he slowly nodded.

“But… you see I’m still very hot and this blouse and bra are very sore on me. I’ll give you a choice. You can either stroke that cock now or.. You can take off my shirt and bra for me”

He swallowed deeply as he weighed his options. His cock was pulsing with his heartbeat but he exhaled deeply and moved towards me. Placing his hands on my shoulders and lowering my blouse to the bathroom floor. I grasped his hands and placed them on my sternum. I touched his face,

“The bra opens from the middle”

He smiled brightly at the prospect as he fumbled between my breasts to unclasp the bra, as he did so he took the advantage to slowly move his hands over my tits and brushing my nipples as he pulled my bra off.

“Good choice” I said breathily while warmly smiling at his laser focused gaze.

“Now let me do the rest while you start my shower…. Unless you’d like to stroke that now… “

He shook his head and went to my full size large shower (which i was particularly happy for).

As he did so I stopped him and ripped his shirt open.

“Hurry up or you will miss the show.”

A brief look of confusion crossed his face as he went back and started the shower. By the time he had done that I had walked to the bathroom doorway and bent over to lower my skirt. The satisfied grunt I heard from behind me indicated that I had timed it perfectly for him to get a full wide view of my bent over figure with the ass he had been staring at since leaving the train.

Before standing upright I gazed behind me. I put my hands between my legs feeling the slickness as I carefully spread myself open to show him my pink wetness.

“Again, you can stroke your cock now. Or i can give you this pussy.. All fresh and clean.”

He surprised me as he looked sheepishly down at his still rock hard member before stepping boldly into the shower and dropping onto his knees. It was at this moment I took stock of what was happening. The control I had over him was palpable but I had lost track of what it was doing to me. I glanced at the mirror and the woman looking back at me was a goddess. She was confident, she was beautiful, she was sexy. More than all of that though she was ravenous. I realized now that in the heat and now the steam of the shower my chest was heaving, my voice was near breathless, my face was flushed and I felt this voracious need to be filled. The teasing was fun but i hadn’t realized until that moment how much of a two way street it had become. The control had put me in a state of heightened pleasure that was welling up inside me as much as it was inside him.

He situated himself towards the back of the shower allowing me to go in at the front by the shower head. As I set my first foot into the shower I thought of how it had only been a few nights earlier when i had fingered myself fantasizing about this man. Here i was in abject control of him. I faced the showerhead and let the warm water flow over all of my folds and curves. I could feel his eyes bearing down on my naked ass and pussy as I ran my soapy hands over them. He was noiseless and yet the pressure of his turgid need was becoming almost audible. Once I was sufficiently washed of the sweat from the day I placed my hand on the wall by the showerhead and backed myself slowly into his face. He took the cue to take some amount of control as he wrapped his arms around my thighs and pulled me down onto his face. His tongue was almost too eager as it plunged into my still swollen lips. I bucked my hips a bit to save him some effort as I slowly moaned. He grunted as this only seemed to encourage him more. Without my prompting his tongue slid further up. The water of the shower met his tongue in a place where i never thought a tongue would be. Suddenly my control was waning and my moans had become more throaty growls. He had pulled me down to his face and was tonguing my ass. My brain could barely comprehend this. It felt sublime and yet threatened to take all control away from me. Would I cede this control to him? I had to know.

“Ungh… If you keep going on that asshole. I might take you there. Or you could stroke that cock.”

His tongue stopped moving as he paused to think. The seconds of his pause felt like hours and I decided now is the time to regain control. I turned to face him.

“You took too long. I am taking your decision away from you. You are to stroke that cock for me right now. You lost my asshole. But if you stroke that for me right now you can still get this pussy.” I reached down and opened my pussy lips right at eye level of him.

He looked strained as his gripped his swollen and clearly aching cock. He licked his lips and slowly started stroking himself. The thought crossed my mind to give in and let him use my mouth but much like my ass that wasn’t going to happen. At least not this time.

What started slow soon became an almost mechanical fevered pitch. He was there looking me up and down while on his knees furiously stroking his delicious looking cock. I was almost at a loss for how long I would let him go like this. Clearly he wouldn’t last long and wanted to cum.
After a minute or so I looked down at him with a stern look on my face.

“Stop”

He made a sound much like a whine and a groan at the same time but did as he was told.

“You have done a good job staying hard. But if you cum now I will lose that and as I said on the train, you are going to fill this pussy. Follow me.”

I stepped out of the shower. As my control was waning I would let my body speak for me. I gently grabbed his hand briefly toweled myself off before gingerly toweling him off. He exhaled as I ran the towel over his still raging hard on. It was all I could do to not suck him off right then and there. Without a word I led him to my bedroom. At my bed I laid myself down with my thick thighs spread wide inviting him in. He mounted me without hesitation. I felt a wave of euphoria as I gave up all control to him. His thick hardness entered me with such determination. All the sexual frustration we had both pent up, me with my control and him with his subservient restraint, had boiled away. As one we bucked against each other. His deep thrusts created a cascade of feeling from his cock through my pussy and up my body as it jiggled and moved with the rhythm. My breasts had reached an almost uncomfortable swinging pattern when he grasped them in both his hands and licked and sucked them in tandem as he continued to pound into me. Looking down at him in my haze of orgasmic bliss I could see the face of this man who I simply shared a seat with in a state of true worshipful gratitude. As he ran his tongue over my nipple and fucked me in rapid succession I could no longer hold myself back. I howled as orgasmic bliss took me. My hands which were on his back reached back to clutch the pillow beneath my head.

“OH god… Im cumming…”

He took a deep breath and kept going. I could feel myself tighten around his steel pipe hard cock as he kept the pace. Incredulously he was holding back still. His pulled back from my tits and fucked me even harder. Everything about me had been worked hard that day and yet I wanted to keep going. I started to buck my hips against him. He was straining, it occured to me he was waiting for the command. I gritted my teeth hard. And growled at him.

“I want you to cum in this pussy right… now…!”

At once his face relieved as he exploded inside me. At the same time a second orgasmic wave took me. I white knuckle grasped my pillow as I groaned and panted though the clenched teeth. I could feel his cum being flooded with my own juices. He panted and thrusted a few more times before collapsing beside me. I felt like i was drunk. My eyes were so heavy I was so full and satisified. I ran my hands over my naked body and drifted off within minutes.

When I woke I was all alone covered in my blanket. I got up to use the bathroom and the place had been picked up with towels hanging on their racks and my clothes neatly piled away. (my panties still missing)

I was groggy. Had it all been a dream? It was then when i saw the envelope on the table by my door.

The letter read “To my seatmate, I dont know what that was but I know I want more of it. I am sorry but I had to leave early to catch the train. Here is a token of my appreciation.” I laughed as I pulled out a weeks worth of train tickets from the envelope.

Authors note: Thank you for reading. Again I love feedback. If this got you off: male, female, LGBTQ, Straight… I wanna hear it. comment here or PM me. The more response i get.. the more likely i continue this endeavor (its been a weird trip ill tell you)

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