A Chance Encounter 85

A Chance Encounter?

She caught his eye as they waited for the train. There were probably a dozen people sitting and standing under the protective shelter the city had installed at its metro stops. The electric train system was a great way to get around the city. It was free to ride. And if you missed the train, another would be along within five minutes.

It was raining hard. As in, "let's build an ark," hard. They all huddled in the metro shelter, trying to stay out of the worst of the water. He couldn't help but notice that she was soaked. She was very pretty, even with her shoulder-length, black hair plastered to her head. If anything, her wet hair seemed to make her big, brown eyes look even bigger. He tore his gaze away from her face, for fear that she would discover him staring. But not looking at her face just meant that he was free to let his gaze go elsewhere.

Although she had her arms wrapped around her body in a protective gesture, he could still see her nipples through her wet clothes. They were nice nipples. On the large side, definitely long, and standing up, trying to tear their way out of their confinement. Her blouse and bra both seemed to be some filmy sort of material that all but disappeared when wet. The more she tried to cover her "nakedness," the more she failed, and the more her nipples seemed to stand tall.

He let his gaze wander farther down. That's when he noticed that her off-white, linen pants had likewise done a disappearing act when they got wet. He could see her perfectly curved butt and the string of her thong panties. She had a really lovely butt. He was an "ass man" by nature, and this was one to appreciate. She was a curvy woman and her wonderful, round ass was exactly the size and shape he liked.

She shivered from a chill. When she did, she turned slightly toward him and he saw the front of her see-through pants. Her mound was clearly visible through the wet fabric of her thong. It was covered in hair, which kept him from clearly viewing her slit. But he caught a hint of it, and that was enough.

His dick was hardening by the second. He reached inside his raincoat and adjusted himself, making at least a little more room for his hard-on to stretch itself to full length. He looked back up at her face in time to see that she had caught what he was doing. She gave him a slight smile. And he actually hardened even more.

Given his penile engorgement, he needed cover at the moment, but he slipped his raincoat off anyway, and moved next to her. He offered her the coat as he said,

"I couldn't help but notice you shivering. You're welcome to wear this if you like."

She took the coat from his hand. Before she put it on, she said,

"You don't mind my covering the scenery?" She grinned wickedly as she said it.

"I'm sorry," he said, unconsciously lowering his gaze. "I shouldn't have been staring. I apologize for creeping you out."

As she slid her arms into the coat, she smiled at him again.

"It's okay. Really. Some of the other guys in here creep me out. But you don't. I'll take it as a compliment from you."

The train pulled up to the shelter at that moment. He followed behind her as she boarded. She moved to the end of the car. It was pretty full, so she stood, holding the hand strap. He made his way to where she was and stood behind her. He took the hand strap next to hers and braced for the train to pull away. When the car moved, her body moved backward into his. Her perfect ass pushed against his hard dick in a most delightful way. He shivered involuntarily. And his dick twitched perceptibly.

She pushed back against him purposefully, and rubbed her butt back and forth against his erection. As she did, she looked back over her shoulder and whispered to him,

"I'm impressed. Is that all for me?"

His breath caught in his throat. This was not something he expected. It's not that he was an ugly troll or anything. But he was an average sort of guy. Almost six feet tall with a stocky build. He could stand to lose a few pounds, but he was not what he would consider "fat." He was well groomed and presentable. But he had to admit that he was pretty ordinary. That's why he was amazed that this Rubenesque goddess was giving him the time of day, much less sexually flirting with him. He cleared his head and finally responded to her inquiry.

"You can have as much as you want of whatever you want." the words sounded (at least to his ear) like a bad come-on,. He immediately regretted saying what he had. He was sure that he had stepped over some line or convinced her that he really was a creep after all. Now she was going to take off his raincoat and throw it at him as she stomped away, calling him a pervert loudly enough for everyone in the train car to hear. But that was not what happened at all.

She turned to face him and came close. He could smell her perfume and her shampoo. Even soaking wet, she smelled all fresh and slightly flowery, like a spring meadow. His heart was pounding as he looked down into her eyes. She moved even closer, until her rock-hard nipples made contact with his chest. Now it was his turn to shiver.

"Oh, I'm sorry," she said in mock apology. "I didn't mean to get my wet clothes against your dry ones." Now she moved side-to-side, rubbing her nipples against him, as she pushed against his crotch with hers.

"It's okay," he whispered. "Feel free to do whatever you like." His dick was so hard it was aching. He pushed back against her slightly, feeling the pain/pleasure dynamic at work as he added extra pressure on his dick by pushing it against her pussy.

"Mmm," she moaned lowly. She reached between them and palmed his cock. "This is a nice one," she whispered in his ear as she gave it a squeeze and ran her hand over its length.

If there was one thing about him that

was

above average, it was his dick. It was not porn star big, by any stretch of the imagination. It was a bit over six inches in length (which he understood to be slightly longer than the average American's). But his was also slightly over six inches in circumference, which was noticeably bigger than the American average. It was his girth that he was proud of, because he had been told by several women how full they felt when he was inside them.

He felt his zipper being pulled down and almost panicked. They had let quite a few people off the train by now and the two of them were much more conspicuous than they might have been in a crowd. She made sure that his raincoat acted as a shield as she reached into his briefs and wrapped her hand around him. Her hand was cool on his super-heated skin. It felt exquisite when she squeezed the head of his cock. He felt a large drop of pre-cum leak out. She spread the viscous fluid over the head and stroked him as best she could within the confines of his underwear. He moaned quietly.

The train stopped again and picked up many new riders. They were pushed together further by the crowd. She stood on her tiptoes and put her lips against his ear. "You can touch me if you like," she breathed.

He pressed his hand against her stomach and tested to see if he could reach inside her waistband. He was delighted to find that her pants had an elastic waist. He slid his hand down and felt the still damp skin of her lower abdomen. When his fingers reached the top of her thong, he hesitated as he weighed whether to slide over or under the material. She pushed forward and up, catching his middle finger under the material, clearly making the choice for him. He reached farther down and felt her pubic hair under his fingers. It was trimmed short and pretty soft, from what he could tell. His middle finger came into contact with the top of her slit. As he slid his hand down, his finger slid between her folds. When his finger ran across the top of her clitoris, she unintentionally jumped.

Her clit was as hard as a pearl, only bigger. She had the biggest clit he'd ever felt. He desperately wished that he could see it. No, what he really wished was that he could lick and suck it. It felt like a miniature penis and he could see himself giving her a "blowjob." As he ran his finger around her clit, getting its dimensions in his mind's eye, she moaned in his ear.

"Put your fingers in me. Please!" she groaned.

He reached down and felt the intense heat coming from her pussy. She was almost sizzling hot. When his fingers came into contact with her opening, he suddenly had a palm full of juice. He rubbed her fluids all over her vulva and put two fingers at her vaginal opening. He began to slowly push them forward, but she was having none of that. She pushed herself down on his hand forcefully and grunted as his fingers entered her fully. He marveled at how wet/hot/slippery/tight her pussy was.

Her eyes were closed and she was breathing heavily. She laid her head on his chest and began to finger herself, using his hand. Her hand was still wrapped around his cock, but that was not where her mind was. She held it tightly, but was not moving her hand. She was completely focused on her pussy. She no longer cared if there were other people in the train car. She didn't even care if they were watching. She needed to orgasm and she needed it now! She started fucking his hand, hard and fast. She knew that she was going to cum quickly and she had to get there.

He looked around and several men in the car had figured out what was happening. They were watching her intently, which embarrassed the man. But he kept his fingers buried inside her and pushed his palm harder against her clit. By the time her orgasm hit, everyone in the car knew what was happening. She was a blur of hip thrusting motion.

She bit into his chest as her orgasm hit. She let out a guttural noise that was somewhere between a groan and a growl. Her hips froze in place as every muscle in her body tensed at once. He took over the motion and tried to match how hard and fast she had been going. Her body started to spasm. Over and over she jerked and twitched against him. Her pussy was rhythmically squeezing and releasing his fingers in a very erotic way, which made his dick jump. The contractions in her pussy finally stopped. He gently rubbed around her vulva, making sure not to put direct pressure on his clit, as he helped her come down from her orgasm.

When she opened her eyes, she saw eight or ten men staring at her. She turned bright red as they all began to quietly applaud. She buried her head in his chest for another moment. Then she seemed to gain confidence. She pulled his hand out of her pants and gave the group an exaggerated curtsy. When she did that, she left his hard cock, still encased in his briefs, showing through his lowered zipper. She looked up at him and in a voice loud enough for everyone to hear, said,

"Well, after you helped me out the way you did, I can't very well leave you in this state." She looked at the men around them and said, "Gentlemen, you may watch, but no touching. Now gather round."

The men in the car made a circle. She dropped to her knees and unbuckled his belt. She unbuttoned his trousers and pulled his cock out. Without any further intro, she took him in her mouth. She began to stroke him as she sucked and licked the head. After a minute or so, she pushed forward, inch-by-inch, swallowing his cock. She had had longer dicks, but he was definitely bigger around than most of her lovers. When she had her nose buried in his pubic hair, she paused to fully relax her muscles. Then she began to fuck him with her mouth. She reached up and took one of his hands, putting it on the back of her head. The message was clear. He reached down, held her head between his hands and began face-fucking her, hard and fast. She stayed with his movements, never trying to pull away.

He felt the cum boiling up from his balls. He squeezed his eyes shut and threw his head back as his orgasm approached. "I'm gonna cum!" he croaked. It was an incredibly powerful orgasm. It was the kind where he felt as though his entire body was going to shoot out the end of his dick. He fired off shot after shot after shot into her throat. She took it all, losing nothing.

When his cock began to soften, she let him out of her mouth with a loud sucking sound. She looked up into his eyes and licked her lips, smiling broadly. He tucked his cock back into his pants, fastened everything back and helped her to her feet. Again their was applause in the car, for which she took a deep bow.

They had reached the end of the train line and everyone was filing off. She looked at her watch and then at him. "I was only supposed to ride for one stop. Now I'm on the opposite side of town from work and I'm already late. I guess I'll call in, sick. Want to come back to my place for a while?"

He acted like he was considering it for a minute and then said, "Hell yes! Are you kidding me? Let me call my office."

After they had both arranged a sick day, she looked up at him and said, "Hi. I'm Sandy, and I don't know why, but it's important to me that you know I've never done anything like this in my life." She giggled as they shook hands. He said, "I'm Tom. And it is a first for me too."

They moved to the back of the car. She said, "We've got quite a few stops before we get off the train. No sense in wasting the time." She put her arms around him and kissed him deeply. He wrapped her in his arms and kissed her back. He was shocked that his dick was already hardening again. She pushed against his bulge and moaned into his mouth.

As they explored each other's mouths, he unbuttoned her top button and slid his hand inside her blouse and bra, enjoying the feeling of her nipple in his palm and the soft but firm flesh of her breast in his hand. Just as he thought her ass was the perfect size, so too did he appreciate her tits. They fit into his palm perfectly. They both enjoyed him rolling her nipples between his thumbs and index fingers. She groaned and thrust her hips forward as he marveled at how long her nipples got.

The train doors were opening when it dawned on him that he had both of her breasts exposed. But he looked and no one was boarding their car. So he pulled both breasts completely out of their bra cups and leaned forward to take a nipple in his mouth.

"That feels sooo good!" she said through gritted teeth. "I love having my nipples sucked. If you keep doing just what you're doing, I may orgasm again." He took that as a challenge. He alternated sucking each nipple in turn while he tweaked the other one with his fingers. As they pulled into the next stop, she shook and moaned, "I'm cumming." It was a small orgasm, but one that made her smile broadly. He tucked her tits back into her bra just as people began filling the car again.

When they got to her train stop, the rain had finally let up. They walked hand-in-hand to her building. He walked through the door behind her. She closed the door and turned her back to him. She shook her hips at him and said, "Follow me." He wasted no time walking to her bedroom, but by the time he got there she was already nearly undressed. As she struggled to remove her pants and socks, she giggled and said, "Hurry up. I am so ready to go."

He tore his clothes off as fast as possible. The whole time he was undressing, his eyes never left her body. Her tits looked bigger without the bra. And her ass was every bit as magnificent as he knew it would be. He was so focused on looking at her that he fell while trying to get his pants off. As he sat his naked ass unceremoniously in the middle of her floor, she laughed out loud and said, "Come on!"

She was lying in the center of her bed, tweaking a nipple and running a finger across her clit as he climbed onto the bed. "You really do have a nice dick," she said as she took it in her hand and stroked it. "I really want this inside me."

"Thank you," he said. "And I'd be thrilled to put it inside you. But first, I'd like to get to know your body better. Would you mind if I got a really close look at you?" He had moved between her legs and was moving his face toward her pussy.

She laid back and sighed. "Oh yeah. I think that would be fine."

He laid on his stomach and put his face near her pussy. He inhaled deeply. It made his dick twitch when he smelled her scent. He opened her labia with his fingers and finally saw her clit. It did indeed look like a miniature dick. He licked the head and she jumped. He sucked it into his mouth and licked circles around it as he held it in his mouth. She groaned loudly. "That feels wonderful."

He intended for her to orgasm on his tongue, but not right now. Now he wanted to enjoy this beautiful pussy. He slowly licked from her perineum to the base of her clit, scooping up her juices and savoring the taste. She moaned as he circled her clit with his tongue several times. He licked her slowly and deeply. He slid two fingers into her and felt for her g-spot. He pressed and released the spongy tissue repeatedly as he sucked her clit back into his mouth. He sucked hard and licked the head of her clit firmly while he continued to stroke her g-spot. He felt her legs tense up. Her breathing became ragged and she was making sounds between whimpering and groaning. Suddenly, he felt her vagina lengthen and begin to spasm.

"Oh fuck!" she screamed. "Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!" Her orgasm rocked her whole body. A flood of liquid gushed from her and soaked the sheet under her. For what seemed like several minutes, her orgasm continued. Finally, she relaxed and moaned deeply.

"Oh my god that was amazing!" she sighed. "I haven't had one like that in I don't know how long." He continued to lick her softly as she calmed down. He now knew that he was officially in love with her pussy. The way it looked, the way it smelled, the way it tasted, the way it reacted, he loved it all. Now he desperately wanted to experience how it felt, wrapped around his cock.

"Come up here," she said. "And put that lovely thing inside me."

He scrambled up until his body was above hers. He held his weight on his hands and she guided him into her. He slid in easily. When he bottomed out, they both sighed. He just stayed still, reveling in the feeling of being perfectly engulfed by her. He was convinced that her pussy was specially made just for him. As the old saying went, it 'fit like a glove.'

He pulled back, sliding out of her as slowly as he possibly could. When only the head was still inside her, he pushed into her, just as languidly. He set the rhythm as slowly as he could manage. Partly because he never wanted this to end, and partly because the feelings were so incredible that he didn't want to miss any of them. He was thoroughly enjoying this leisurely love making. He kissed her deeply, letting his tongue move in her mouth at the same slow pace as his cock was moving inside her.

Suddenly she grabbed his arms and threw him off her. She jumped up and straddled his body, sliding his cock back into her as she sat on his pelvis. The feeling of her pussy was entirely different from this angle. And he really liked the way it felt. But she clearly had a plan. She pulled up slowly and then slammed down onto him hard, going as deep as was physically possible. She leaned down and kissed him. As they broke the kiss, she said, "Hang on. I'm about to fuck you."

With that she began bouncing on him. She ramped up quickly and soon was fucking him as hard and fast as she had fucked his hand on the train. She was breathing hard and sweat was beginning to roll down between her tits. He had those tits in both hands as he felt his orgasm starting. He squeezed her tits and croaked, "Get off. I'm going to cum!" But she made no move to dismount. Instead, she rode him harder, if that was possible.

"Ungh!" he grunted over and over as shot after shot filled her with his seed. His orgasm was so intense that he couldn't tell what might have happened with her. He thought she might have orgasmed, but he was not sure.