When I was 18, I was dating my high school boyfriend Chris. He was my first everything, and once I started, I couldn’t stop.
One night, we went into the city to go to a concert. We took the train back home, late at night, and were snuggled together in the seat. It was a popular show, so the train was pretty busy even though it was late at night. It was cold, and he had his jacket over me as I dozed on his shoulder. I was (and still am) a huge tease, so I couldn’t help but stroke his thigh a little, and put my hand innocently on his crotch. I took one finger and slowly ran it up and down his cock until he moaned under his breath, not loud enough for anyone to hear but me.
I took a quick look around, but everyone was drunk and no one was watching us. So I undid his pants and grabbed his cock in my hand, jerking him under the jacket. His cock was thick and rock hard, and if I could’ve fucked him right there on the train I would’ve.