Walking through the train I looked around the at the mix of people on board. There were business men and women, party goers, fathers, mothers, teens and young adults. The last train north on a Friday night always had a good mix of everyone. And me being a people watcher I loved this journey. Seeing couples too aroused to wait till they got home. Or the working girl or rent boy trying to land that last trick of the night. It sometimes felt like the last days of Sodom and Gomorrah. The whole train smelled of sex. I found myself a seat towards the back of the train, facing the front so I could see people coming and going. I'm there to watch, to hunt, to find the people that want no strings hook ups. Some call me a pervert. I like to think of myself as an opportunist.
Sometimes all I get is a show, maybe it's a lady opening her legs to show off her knickers, sometimes it's a well hung guy stroking himself or a couple getting frisky. But then there are the times I'm lucky enough to find someone that dares take things further. Like the guy who blew me and 3 other guys in the back seats of a nearly empty first class carriage, or the woman that handed me a note the 4th time she pass to go to the toilet, that just said "follow me".
It all started last year. I was sitting alone reading my paper when I felt someone was watching me, I looked over the top and saw a young girl, 18, dressed in a leather jacket with a crop top underneath and a micro mini skirt and high heels, staring right at me with a lustful look in her eyes that made me uncomfortable. I tried to return to reading but she then sat right next to me, almost on me. I looked at her and she smiled, I nervously smiled back as she put her hand on my leg and slowly started to rub further and further up towards my straining crotch. I lay my paper over my lap to hide what she was doing from anyone that might pass by, but a quick look around told me we were very much alone. Her hand had found her prize and her fingers expertly unzipped and freed my hard cock from my pants and soon she was jerking me off, still smiling as my breath became faster and sharper.
I knew she knew I was close, but didn't expect what she did next. With her free hand she threw my paper from my lap across the carriage and bent forward and sank to her knees without missing a stroke. Her mouth took over from where her hand left off and I gasped as my orgasm thundered from my cock, filling her mouth with jizz. She kept sucking me as the last of my cum dribbled from my semi hard member, then with a final kiss she quickly replaced my cock stood up and walked away from my seat. I was in shock as the train rolled to a stop in my station and had to race to the exit. It wasn't till I was at my front door that I realised my fly was still wide open.
