The story of what happened when me and my ex-gf/sub found ourselves on a quiet train home after a day out…
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We sat by each other on the train, the light gradually dimming as the sun set. We hadn’t been able to keep our hands off each other all day as we walked through the city with our fingers intertwined, lips locked and bodies pressed against each other almost constantly.
She was sat a little on my lap, her body resting against mine as we kissed. Her soft, supple lips felt divine. My right hand slipped up her back and started to lightly pull at her blonde hair.
I was growing hard and she could feel me through my jeans. She smirked and started to stroke me through the fabric. Her fingers wrapped around the width, sliding up and down, drawing a soft moan out of my lips.
She smiled and began to kiss my neck. Softly. Sending shivers through my body. I pulled her closer to whisper in her ear. “Naughty girl,” I said with a soft growl, she gasped slightly as the syllables left my lips. “But two can play at that game.”