We’re on a metro train, each going home after having a long day. You just yearn for some relaxation, maybe a bubblebath with a nice glass of wine. The train is slowly getting more cramped. When you got on there wasn’t even room to sit – so you were hanging off of the rail just wanting the day to end. Among the less than enjoyable odors… you catch a hint of cologne. Looking back, you see me seated, wearing a modern shirt with a knit tie, reading something on my phone. After my scent drew you in, your eyes linger, wondering about me.
We come to another stop, and even more people file into the train. An older woman hobbles onto the train, and I promptly get up to give her my seat – moving to stand behind you. The train is so crowded, yet people keep cramming themselves in. Before we depart for the next stop, you find me pressed up behind you. Your intoxicated by my smell, and as I catch yours I find myself equally enamored.
We hit a bump in the track, and you fall backwards. Your skirted ass pressing into my crotch, I catch you by the hips, and involuntarily let me hands linger…. You can feel a hardon pressed against you. When you regain your balance, you continue pressing against me, and find me absentmindedly swaying against you… grazing my hardon. All of a sudden… you think of a more exciting way to unwind from your long day.
You drop your hand down, and slowly take my fingers in yours. I hesitate at first, but almost immediately give in, letting our digits intertwine. It feels like sparks igniting when we touch. You press back into my crotch again, and look at me over your shoulder. Your devilish smirk catches me off guard… and is very contagious. Looking back at me you put your head on my chest and breath in my scent again. We approach the next station, and you say “follow me.”
I’m completely hypnotized by your forwardness, and hold your hand as you guide us off of the train. As we step outside, I recognize familiar places. It’s a downtown station, and one that I’m familiar with. You look up at my with a cocky look in your eye, and ask “where should we go?”. I say “This way”, and start walking up the street. The rush-hour crowd is moving against us. You find your heart racing faster and faster as you wonder what’s going to happen next. You don’t even know my name. You don’t feel a ring on my hand, but know absolutely nothing about me other than the chemistry we have. We’ve said only 8 words to each other.
I take you down a blind alleyway, and after finding a relatively secluded spot I quickly spin you, pinning you against the wall. I lean forward, one hand on your hip, the other above your head, and bring my lips within an inch of yours. You can feel my hot breath. I’m soaking in your perfume. Craning my neck, you feel my breath on your own. I lean in and tentatively kiss your neck, and continue kissing upwards back up your jaw finding your lips. You arch your back as I kiss you, pressing your crotch into mine. Your arms wrap around my neck drawing me in. I pull you in close to me as I kiss you deeply.
I’m hard as steel, and you can feel my cock through my dress pants. My hand drops from your hip and goes to your lower thigh, before tracing lightly on your skin…. Pulling your skirt up as it moves. It isn’t long before you feel my fingertips on your panty-clad pussy. I cup your mound, and start gently massaging the whole of it at once – in rhythm to our kissing. Your panties feel wet with your desire.
You’re pressing back against my hand – desperate for more contact. You feel me pull your panties to the side – exposing your beautiful pink pussy. My index finger finds you slick and hot… and traces your pussy lips from the top to the bottom very slowly, and very shallowly.
My finger starts moving up and down your lips, gradually getting faster… and deeper. As your pleasure starts to build the up and down motion seamlessly transitions to in and out, with my finger probing as deep into you as I can go. Just when the intensity starts to build, my finger stops thrusting into you, and curls up to your g-spot. Scratching it gingerly you start to feel new pleasure. My hand curls to, letting my thumb find your clit. Moving it in tune with my ministrations on your g-spot. I start going faster and faster and your legs start to shudder.
Your holding yourself around my neck, as you continue to kiss me deeper and deeper as your pleasure grows. You cum, hard. My fingers don’t let up, and as the pleasure becomes too much, you grab ahold of my hand to hold me still. My finger rests in you as you come down from your high.
I lean back, and we lock eyes – seeing a lust that we know won’t be sated by foreplay alone. You start to aggressively unbuckle my pants. I’m all too eager to let you. You sink down, feeling my chiseled chest and abs through my shirt as you go. As you get to my waist, you pull down my pants, leaving my boxer-briefs on display. I hold you gently by your hair. You breath hotly on my cock… then like my cock through the fabric… then hold your mouth against the fabric, breathing hotly… then… slowly… you peel down my boxers, revealing my rock-hard cock.
You look back up my body, with that same devilish look in your eyes and bite your lower lip. I’m already breathing hard, and nearly lose all self control as you give my shaft a long lick. You lick its underside up and down, before taking it into your mouth. You take as much as you can as fast as you can, and gag gently before retreating. You moving up and down my dick quickly, giving me an intensely passionate blow job.
But I have no intention of cumming in your pretty mouth… not this time at least. Instead, I pull you back up my body, kissing you hard for a split second before turning you around. You know what I want, and start to pull down your panties. “Leave them on” I whisper in your ear. We’ve now said 11 words to each other.
I pull them gently to the side, and line up my cock with your pert and wet pussy lips. I trace it up and down, up and down… teasing you… before pressing forward and slowly sinking into you. You are on your tippy toes, feeling my cock sink into your pussy until your ass is pressed firmly against my crotch. I nibble and bite on your neck as you become accustomed to my size in you. We’re both panting already, but standing still. I slowly pull back, and then press forward… and back and forward slowly building a pace.
My hands on your hips, I start vigorously fucking your cunt, and you can’t help but let moans escape you each time I bottom out in you. You cum again… harder than last time…. And I keep pumping into you. Thoughts of people around us start racing through your mind. Have people seen? What would they do? Would your gentleman suitor stop, or keep going even if you were being watched…
I start feeling the familiar boiling in my balls… but am committed to not ending this tryst so soon. I pull out of you, and turn you around, kissing you again as I give my cock a break from your sweet pleasures. You are hungry for every kiss, still riding the high of orgasmic bliss.
I duck down and grab the underside of your legs, and lift you up into my arms. You’re now higher than me, your pussy hovering above my cock. I pin you back against the wall. You reach down, and guide my cock back into your pussy. I lower you down onto me, impaling you on my cock. I start thrust in and out of you again, fucking you for all you’re worth.
You lower your top – exposing your beautiful breasts – before wrapping your arms around my head and drawing my face to your cleavage. As I continue thrusting into you, I start to trace kisses in a figure eight on both boobs. Drawing closer and closer to your nipples, you feel my lips graze them, sending sharp shots of pleasure through you. I notice this, and firmly take one nipple into my mouth. I flick it with my tongue at first… and then I kiss it… and then I suck it… and then I bite it gently. Each time earning progressively more desperate groans from you. I move to the other nipple and give it the same treatment.
I start to feel your pussy spasm and contract in orgasm again. You pull my head up off of your chest, and hug it closely against yours. Between moans and groans, I hear you say “Cum…. In my pussy….” 15 words into our relationship, I want for nothing else. I pull you deeply in for a French kiss, pump as deep inside you as I can muster, feeling the tip of my cock probe at your cervix. And I cum…. And cum and cum….. and cum one more time. Four spurts right into the deepest depths of your pussy.
I hold myself in you, continuing to pin you against the wall as I lean back, allowing our eyes to lock again, and our breathing to slowly normalize… My hunter green eyes gazing into your beautiful blues, I tell you “I’m David… very pleased to meet you.”
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Great story!