(This is my first attempt at a story here on Literotica, so I hope you can enjoy it! I worked to have a bit on fun with it so there are some moments which are more humorous than sexy in my opinion. I apologize in advance for any grammatical or spelling errors.
A few Trigger Warnings, this story contains some elements of dubcon and public humiliation. If that's not your thing, no hard feelings! Anyway, despite the dubcon, it is a consensual interaction, the characters practice normal BDSM failsafes- they discuss their kinks and use safe words, it's just not portrayed in this particular story. Like I said, I hope you enjoy! -GoodCumPuppy)
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The train was crowded, with the afternoon rush of people, barely a foot between each passenger. As early commuters, Lexie and Eric were seated uncomfortably, but seated, nonetheless. The two of them were pressed close to each other, not that it bothered them. They were more than well acquainted with each other and in fact two willing participants in an abnormally kinky relationship.
Lexie, 22 years old, had met Eric online but initially disregarded him. He was 19 and gangly, with knobby knees and a mop of curly brown hair to frame his young face. His sense of style, or rather, lack thereof was another deterrent. Eric's clothes would look at home in a discontinued fashion catalog from 1994. As a 19-year-old virgin he also lacked confidence and struggled to make phone calls to set up appointments or ask about refund policies. Lexie on the other hand, she was if anything, the product of fourth wave feminism. She was tall, taller than Eric's humble 5'8, and possessed the confidence to pull off any outfit or commit to any action.
It was clear the two of them could not be more different and Lexie was not a woman with the patience to make a square peg fit through a round hole. When Eric, honestly and readily admitted his inexperience when it came to relationships and sex, Lexie turned him down.
They were all wrong for each other.
Or so Lexie thought.
Two days after turning him down, Lexie encountered Eric again, this time on a sex chat website. His username was
Hung-Master
, and it peaked Lexie's interest. Her own username,
GoodCumDump22fnyc
attracted his the same. Two hours of passionate typing and Lexie fell head over heels for this "stranger".
They messaged over the website, then created kik accounts to maintain contact, and before long, considered meeting up.
Thus, started a kinky affair. The two of them did not let their awkward start interfere with their sex and instead committed fully to the kinks that had been discussed online. Overtime, they came to realize how different their personalities were in the bedroom. Eric easily assumed the role of a confident and respected master. Lexie, ever the people pleaser, eagerly attended to his every need, fulfilling her private fantasy of becoming a stupid cumdump, only good for being used by a confident man. At this point, they had tried many things from anal, to public sex, toys, name calling and degradation, bdsm. The list goes on and on. Then maybe a little longer.
Today, Eric wanted to expand the list even further. He planned a whole day for them, or at least, that's what he'd told Lexie. In reality, he didn't plan to leave the train.
30 minutes into the train ride, Lexie was eager to know where they'd be going. She was so eager she failed to think critically about the building heat in her pussy and tingling feeling dancing on her nipples. Earlier this morning, Eric sprinkled a slow acting but intense aphrodisiac into Lexie's smoothie bowl. He could easily observe the building need in his lover. It was hard to ignore the way she pressed her thighs together or the way her pink nipples poked against her thin white shirt. Now, he just had to wait for the right moment to act on his horny partner.
And the moment came when a frail man mournfully looked over to the seat Lexie sat in, obviously wishing he could be sitting in her place. Eric elbowed Lexie mildly.
"..?" Lexie vocalized.
"Sit on my lap..." Lexie raised an eyebrow. "No, that older dude, he needs a place to sit." Eric gestured to the man.
Lexie looked over to the stranger and saw his arthritic knees and hands. She'd be a monster to leave him standing like that. She raised herself up and sat on Eric's lap, smoothing the skirt she wore down.
The man hobbled over and gratefully sat down. He whipped out a newspaper with the passion that only a man as old and decrepit as him could have and squinted at it, trying to read. It was safe to say he had no intention of bothering the kindly young people who offered him a seat.
Eric though, he had every intention of bothering Lexie. He wrapped his twig-like arms around her, first only holding her hands in his as she leaned against his bony chest. He rested his head on her shoulder and nuzzled into her neck for a moment as Lexie blushed.
"Hey Puppy," He whispered into her ear. "Are you in the mood to be a
Good Girl
today?"
Lexie shot up ram rod straight in the air, stiffening on Eric's lap. Her face heated up and more heat pooled in her pussy as she heard Eric use words like "Puppy" and "Good Girl". Call it pavlovian conditioning.
"Eric..." She turned her face back to him, looking him in the eye. "Not here, too many peo- "Eric cut her off with a kiss and a gentle rub on the thigh.
Lexie paused. She trusted Eric. She did. He wouldn't do anything too extreme on a train as crowded as this. And she really wanted to be a
Good Girl
for Eric. For her Daddy. For her Master.
"Okay..." She relaxed back into his lap. But that wasn't good enough.
"Are you going to answer my question, Puppy?" Eric still had his head cradled in Lexie's shoulder, now rubbing a thigh with each hand, teasing her by playing with the hem of her short black skirt.
Lexie blushed like a schoolgirl as she whispered back to Eric, "Yes Daddy, I'm in the mood to be a good girl..." She was rewarded with a gentle pat to her knee and a soft kiss to her neck, Eric's lips feeling like crushed velvet against her skin. Simultaneously Eric's hand slithered up Lexie's leg and around to the inside of her thigh to rub small, concentrated circles into the tan skin beneath his thumb.
"I'm glad to hear it, baby." He nipped at her ear to punctuate his sentence.
He continued his subtle ministrations on her upper thigh as the train, over time began to clear out. With most of the morning commuters gone and off to their jobs, that left roughly 19 people in the carriage. Most of them were young men, distracted by their phones and a little aimless overall. Some spared envious glances to Eric, jealous of the beautiful woman on his lap but most minded their own business.
Eric felt the need to catch their attention. He finally ceased his teasing rubs and began to slowly part Lexie's legs. Her skirt drooped between her legs, preserving her modesty. No. That wouldn't do.
"Puppy..." Eric cooed, sending a lightning bolt of pleasure straight to Lexie's pussy as he spoke. "Hold up your skirt for Daddy." He took her hand in his and guided it to the hem of her skirt, pinching it between her fingers and lifting her arm in such a way that her forearm ended up pressed to the bottom of her breasts, pushing them up a little. As Lexie opened her mouth to protest, Eric cupped her pussy in his large palm.
Lexie shivered at the added warmth to her hot pussy. Eric had barely done anything, but her cunt was aching for attention. Why though? Sure, she was easily worked up but never like today.
Eric chuckled against her neck, observing her though process and thinking fondly of the aphrodisiac. "Were you going to say something, Puppy?" He pressed his palm against her more firmly and Lexie squirmed bashfully.
"Daddy, the people..." Lexie whines despite the growing wetness in her panties. At this point, there was a darkness starting to soak through the fabric of her light grey cotton underwear- undeniable proof of her enjoyment.
"Aww, don't pretend you don't like it... Come on it's okay, you can be honest for Daddy."
Three boys of roughly the same age as Eric were sat across from the pair. They were quiet until the shortest of them heard Eric and his lewd words to his partner. The short one caught the attention of his distracted friends and directed it to Lexie and Eric. All their eyebrows shot up in unison. You could hear the gears in their head grinding to a halt as they took in the scene before them. A gorgeous, Amazonian girl blushing and squirming on the lap of a weak looking beta male. What had the world come to?
"D- Daddy, they noticed..." Lexie's face filled with hot embarrassment and she tried to cover her face with her free hand. Eric found it adorable that despite her embarrassment she kept her skirt held high, continuing to expose her wet panties.
"Hmmm, do you think they'll notice how horny you are?" Eric smirked before curling a finger into Lexie's panties and pulling them aside, revealing her sopping wet pussy.
The boys across the carriage broke from their shock and looked to the phones in their hands. Each had the latest model and the highest quality camera that could be bought at the time. Were they just going to watch this happen without recording it? No, absolutely not. They each pulled up the camera app and began recording, getting different angles, and zooming in on different details. The tall one liked to focus on Lexie's blushing face, the short one kept watch over her pussy, recording the wetness dripping out from her slutty hole. The most average one kept a simple full shot, not wanting to miss out on any details.
Lexie was not unaware of their recording and knowing what they were doing made her clit throb with hot pulses. Or perhaps it was the aphrodisiac she had yet to be informed of. Regardless, ever since Eric pulled her panties aside, he took a moment to allow her to feel the cool air against her pussy, appreciating her breasts, groping them softly before pulling out a swiss army knife from his back pocket. He cut through Lexie's white ribbed t shirt with practiced precision and pulled it off her, exposing her perky breasts to the rest of the carriage.
He held her tits in his hands again, bouncing them up and down as if to say, 'look at the catch I bagged'. He did it in a way that was completely humiliating to Lexie. So humiliating her nipples got even harder for the entire carriage to see.
"Daddy... Daddy..." Lexie muttered. "We have to stop; we can't do it here- "
Ever the man, Eric cut her off again, this time with a finger plunging into her pussy. He worked it inside her easily, taking it out then pushing it back in before moving his glistening finger to her mouth. He pushed it in between her lips. Lexie, oh so well trained, sucked her wetness off his finger.
