It was a summer rush hour in LA. I need to take the train to meet a friend early in the evening for a party in a club.
I’m all dressed up in a tight fitting top that doesn’t leave much to the imagination. I’m not wearing a bra either. My silk skirt is short and flirty. A small breeze will lift it up to show my white thong that is clinging to a shaven pussy.
As I was standing and waiting for the train, I can tell that I’m getting some attention when my skirt lift up with the breeze. I can only hold the front of my skirt as my other hand was holding a big paper bag with a present to my friend.
Everyone was feasting on my nice ass. My boyfriend always tell me that I’m the only girlfriend he had with an ass to kill for. I take that as a complement or maybe he tells that to all his previous girlfriend. From the looks of the men at the station, he may be telling the truth.
It’s boarding time. Everyone was anxious to leave the hot weather outside to go into the cooler cabins of the train. It’s a bit crowded. It’s a rush hour but after a few more minutes of pushing and shoving we are all in.
I ended up standing close to the middle of one of the train cabin and facing the window. It’s still hot. You can smell stinky sweat in the air as the air condition struggles to blow the cooler air to all the passengers.
Someone kept pushing from behind. I noticed that someone with a hard on is pressing on my ass. I looked back but the young black man didn’t make any eye contact. I can feel that it’s a thick and long cock!
The train moved and everyone standing had a jolt and the man behind me cupped my breast in an attempt to hold me and prevented me from losing balance. His hand was big and strong. His finger slightly brushed my nipple. It was quick and nobody else seemed to noticed.
My breast felt a slight tingle and my nipples hardened from the touch. I can see in the window reflection how erect my nipples have become. I’m feeling ashamed and aroused at the same time. I’m probably blushing red. I have to lower my sunglasses to hide my face and expression.
The man seemed to be determined to do more than rub his cock on my ass. He slightly move his one hand underneath my skirt. He was doing it slow and he was very discreet. Looking into the window reflection, I can’t tell what’s going on but I can feel his hand moving up and towards my pussy.
I don’t know what to do. I can make a scene or let this man have his way. The confusion and arousal makes my heart run even faster. I’m starting to sweat more and breathing heavily.
My pussy is anticipating the touch. I can feel that I’m getting wet just from the thought of being touched in my intimate parts by a stranger. A stranger with big rough hand. His fingers moving inches closer to my soaking wet pussy. [read more](https://realsexstoriesx.blogspot.com/2018/06/i-cum-riding-train-with-stranger.html)
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