(Hastily written personal fantasy. I’m sure there will be mistakes! Please ignore and enjoy anyway, if this is your type of fun. F submissive, m dom. Will you slip your finger between my wet lips?)
I’ve been horny for days, and it’s finally clouded my better judgment. In my desperation for sexual fulfillment, I’ve boarded this train by myself. I’m not looking for a relationship or any sort of commitment.
I’m not wearing any underwear. My skirt is just short enough to reveal my smooth, soft lips if I bend a certain way or left my skirt ride up my thighs. It’s my way of begging to be touched.
Please, please.. I need to feel thick fingers slowly slide between my wet lips. I’ll gasp out of shock, but I want it. I’ll bite my lip and spread my knees just an inch or two to encourage you, but I won’t say a word or make eye contact. I’ll let you feel my pussy.
I’m so wet. I tilt my hips to give you better access and glance around to see if anyone has noticed that you’ve got your hand up my skirt. Yes, there, behind me – next to you – two men are staring where you hand has slipped under my skirt.