The last few days had been busy for me at work, long hours traveling meant that I had not seen Sandra, my friend for a week. Sandra & I had been good friends for years and when we were not in relationships we would meet for a drink and sex, fucking the night away. As I walked to the tube station my balls felt tight, I hadn't masturbated for four days - I imagined shooting my load as I looked at the women walking down the street who, in my brief individual fantasies swallowed my cum or eased themselves down on my cock. By the time I reached the tube station I was feeling very horny and decided I would call Sandra as soon as I got to work, we had to meet tonight and I knew that she would be feeling the same way, just a drink or two and I would search for what she desired, Sandra has so many ways she likes to fuck.
I descended the tunnels and stood on a packed platform. In front of me were several women; a young blonde woman with a low cut top caught my attention, she had a hot body and her tight jeans showed off her glorious legs and ass. As I was looking at her an attractive, woman with long dark hair sidled up, squeezing into the crowd to get closer to the platform edge. I'm a sucker for dark haired beauties and though I could not see her face I was drawn to her lovely hair, the skin on her neck and her curvaceous body. She was wearing a short skirt and I glanced down admiring her legs and feet. As I looked up she turned her head away; she had been looking at me and I was embarrassed to think that she may have seen me eying her body.
The train came and we packed into the carriage; rush hour and it was like sardines. I had to pull myself into the carriage behind the dark haired woman. The doors closed, pushing us all a little closer and my crotch was pushed into the the woman's ass. She squeezed forward a little to preserve her modesty and the train pulled off. Traveling on the tube is great for people watching and I looked at the passengers up and down the carriage; reading books, staring into space or considering the morning headlines. As I turned my head around I noticed the woman reflected in the glass of the door. She was looking over her shoulder at the space between us with interest. She turned her head back and I considered the back of her neck, picking up the fragrance of her body. A jolt in the carriage pushed her back and when she straightened I noticed her ass was gently nestled on my crotch. I waited for her to move forward a little but she stayed as she was; this was turning me on, a hard-on might make things difficult here! As I considered this I imagined that the pressure of her body against me had increased a little; I wasn't sure but ventured to shift my weight, almost imperceptibly brushing my now semi-hard cock across one of her buttocks. She responded by moving herself so that my cock was resting between the cheeks of her ass. As the train rumbled through the tunnel she pushed her ass back a little more and I was sure she wanted something from me.
Dropping my hand to the side I lightly brushed it across her thigh and she let out a quiet sigh, I could hear her as my head was now closer to hers and I breathed over her ear. My hand was now stroking her thigh slowly; with each stroke I reached down a little further until my hand started to catch the bottom of her skirt. My cock was hard and I wanted to fuck her so much as she gently moved her ass up and down on me. As my hand went down again she held it and guided me underneath her skirt; her fingers between mine she slid my hand to her inner thigh where I started to stroke her with aroused intent. My balls were aching, they wanted to burst; shooting my load into her but I was in a tube train, still, I was looking forward to telling Sandra how I had caressed and stimulated the woman on the train this morning - it would drive her wild!
