You catch my eye as soon as I get on the train. I love this route in the morning as there’s always school girls to target and I’ve just found my next one. As the train starts moving, I slowly make my way to you, passing giggling teenagers and sleep deprived office workers. I squeeze myself right behind your back, as the train is packed shoulder to shoulder, looming over your tiny, fragile body.
The train hits a bump and I causally press my hand across your skirt and let go. This happens a couple more times and each time I slide my hand across your ass, lingering a little longer with every bump. You’re beginning to get anxious as you’re trying to catch glances behind you, wondering who it is. On the train’s next bump, I place my hands firmly up your skirt and begin rubbing your petite butt. You yelp and look down in shame. The massaging is forceful, I spread your ass cheeks open and grab firmly into your soft peach.
I begin to get more aggressive, moving my fingers along the lines of your underwear to your pussy and start rubbing it. I could feel the juices slowly leaking through the underwear, making my hands sticky. I take your underwear and move it to the side, revealing your bare, shaved pussy. My fingers press around your clit before slowly going to your hole. I use one finger at first, penetrating your tight pussy, already wet from all the foreplay. You bite on your tongue, trying not to moan. For some reason, this is turning you on more than anything you’ve ever experienced, maybe it’s the shame, maybe it’s because it’s in the public, you’re not sure but you can’t help but feel ecstatic pleasure.
I insert my second finger and start finger banging you, hard. You can hardly hold in your moans as your juices start to slide down your legs, some dripping onto the floor. I go faster, thrusting my fingers rhythmically into your tight, slobbering cunt and I begin to feel your pussy convulsing, coming close to orgasm. I go even faster, hitting your cervix. You’re on your tippy toes, back arched in pleasure as you cum, gushing wet onto my fingers. Your legs barely work, you would be on your knees if not for the hand railing you’re desperately hanging onto. Your mind wanders, you can’t think straight for now but I’ve awaken something dark inside you. You won’t be able to get enough and you’ll be desperately looking for me next time you’re on the train.
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/fu84bm/on_the_train_mf