Jake hated trains.
He hated the smell of sweat inside, the annoying movement of the wheels on the railroads and the cramped, disgusting toilets which never had toilet paper or soap.
This time, when he approached the bathroom he was prepared for the worst, but instead he found a spacious and pretty well-kept cubicle. He tried to close the door, but the lock was broken. “Whatever”- he thought, and sat down to pee. Then unconsciously, he started teasing his dick: work had been so hard that week that he had no time to even “give a good choke to his pyhton”, and within a couple seconds, he was already semi-hard.
Before he could think twice about what he was doing, Jake heard the door opening and the shape of a girl making her entrance in the bathroom.
The chick was a stunning brunette, about his age, with nice, well defined breasts and a beautiful face. She looked at him and then at his boner in shock, but when she repeated the process again, this time he realised she was biting her lips in desire, her outstanding eyes betraying her want to feel it inside her.
Acting indifferent, and still without saying a word, she closed the door behind her and unbuttoned her pants like she was about to sit on the toilet, but instead lowered her cute ass and her well-shaven pussy until he touched Jake’s penis, then started slowly twerking on it until she could feel he was rock hard.
“Wait”- Jake muttered under his breath-“the lock is broken. You do realize we could be caught anytime, right?”
“Yes”- the girl replied-“and it’s only making me wetter”.
This was the tipping point for both of them. In just a matter of seconds they took off her shirts, he pushed her against the wall, and then slid his pulsating dick inside her, their hips now unable to resist the desire of reuniting, their tongues sucking and twisting the very essence of eachother from their mouths.
They started fucking to a rythm that only the two of them could hear, frenetic and yet prefect, and when Jake felt the perfect body of his partner having an orgasm against him and realised she was covering her own mouth to not scream in pleasure , though she took her almost no time he had to struggle not to cum himself right there and then.
Right in that moment, she pushed him back to his original position on the toilet and sat on top of him, riding him slowly at first, then accelerating.
Soon enough, her breath shortened, and she pushed her boobs directly against Jake’s face, mentally begging for him to grab on them.
He took one of them in his hands, and she couldn’t help but let out a moan of pleasure, but when he started sucking on her turgid nipples while going in deeper in her at the same time he was sure he would push her over the edge, and he did, her pussy quivering in pure bliss and his aching dick now desperate for release.
Like she was reading his mind, she asked: “Are you about to cum?” “Yeah”- he answered, expecting for her to stand up so he could finish on her back. Instead, she leaned closer against his body, effectively imprisoning him against the wall, and started riding him faster than before while whispering into his ear how much she was liking to be fucked by his big, throbbing, pulsating dick and how much she wanted him to cum inside her. That was too much to hear, and finally, he orgasmed, with a pleasure much stronger than he ever had before , filling every centimeter of her pussy with his semen.
When he was done, he kissed her goodbye and threw her a tissue. She didn’t complain, and smiled at him thankfully instead.
Jake loved trains.
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/hvpo2t/the_train_toilet_mf_creampie