Stranger on the Train

I crossed the train and exited just in time, the doors almost catching my dress as they closed.

He had a smug look on his face as I took his hand and he pulled me close, looking into my eyes. I smiled and cocked my head to one side, questioning.

He reached up and placed one finger over my lips and then manoeuvred me so that my back was against the station wall. His chest was pressed into my breasts, and my nipples had gone stiff, I could feel every inch of my body that touched his, our arms around each other, his pelvis not quite pressing into me yet. He leaned his face into me, inhaling me and I could feel his mouth over my tits and neck without him touching me yet- my whole body bloomed instantly into goosebumps. He brought his face back up to mine and looked at me with a question, smiling, and waited until I nodded and he brought our mouths together.

He kissed me briefly before his mouth opened mine and he was caressing my tounge with his. His arms around my shoulders pulled me as close as he could get. I luxuriated in the passion of this kiss, the kind where you lost all time and were reduced simply to sensation.

After a while, I noticed that his arms had lowered and his hands were grasping my ass, massaging and kneading my ample flesh. I was so turned on, I lost all sense of where we were. I raised one of my knees and hooked my ankle around his leg, opening myself to him, and allowing his hard sex to grind against my wet pussy through his pants and my panties. His hand moved to my bare thigh and stroked my skin up and down as he plundered my mouth with his.

I moaned into our kiss and ran one hand through his hair while I clutched the other around his back, holding me up.

He broke the kiss to move his lips down my neck and back up to my ear, the combination of his lips on my lobe and his heated breath in my ear drove me wild.

I took his other hand and moved it from my ass to my breast, encouraging him with my hand on his to grasp as much as he could and hold it tight, lifting and mashing it into my chest.

I was completely subsumed in sensation as he ground into my pussy, stroked my bare thigh, fondled my tit and tugged on my earring with his teeth. I cried out, my head back in pleasure, and only dimly registered the applause that was coming from further down the track.

He heard it, though and lifted his head to see where it was coming from. Three men, clearly on their way home from the bars, had made themselves into a barrier several respectful paces away, hiding us from whoever else was on the platform.

He took his hand from my breast to pull my chin down and look into my face, while softly continuing to grind his rock hard cock into my wetness.

I blinked with the eye contact, coming back to my surroundings. He silently directed my attention to the men, who were all clearly hard in their pants and had been enjoying our exhibition for longer than I cared to think about. Then, he brought my gaze back to him and cocked his head, asking silently. I nodded and leaned in to kiss his neck.

His head swiveled back to the men, "Look but dont touch, yeah? And don't let anyone else notice."

He must have been satisfied with their response, whatever it was, since he turned his attention back to me, starting with a firm returning grasp to my breast. He lowered his lips to my ear. "Lets given them a good show, baby. But quiet for me. You got that?"

"Yes, sir," I replied.

His hand migrated to the back of my dress where he undid my bra through my clothes. Then he leaned away to undo the buttons down the front of my dress while I locked my leg around him and unlooped my bra from one arm within my dress, so it would fall around my waist within my clothes.

I could hear appreciative murmurs from the onlookers as he opened my dress and bared my tits to their view. My boobs are quite large and soft with medium areolas and small nipples, just a few shades of pink darker than my creamy skin. They have a nice rounded shape and they were begging for his attention.

I heard a deep growl in his throat when his mouth descended to my first nipple. I leaned back into the wall, arching my back to bring it up to him, keeping my pussy in contact with his body.

He returned his hand to my thigh to support me, while using the other to lift and grind my breast while he licked my nipple.

I opened my eyes to see our three watchers with their hands in their pockets, no doubt giving some subtle attention to their own hard cocks. I pulled my open dress around my other breast so they could see it in all its glory while he ministered to the other. The looks of lust on their faces brought on a fresh gush of wetness to my core and at this point I was sure I has soaked through his pants. He wanted me, they wanted me, we were in a public place and I didnt know a single of one their names.

I didn't have long to appreciate my own slutty glory before he kissed me again and took back every bit of my attention. "You want me to take you on the platform, you're going to have to ask for it, sweetness. I know we're both ready, but I need to hear you say it," he said low into our kiss.

"Yes, please." I begged, "I need your cock inside me now. Please, sir."

"Good girl," he responded as he reached down to release himself from his pants. I only caught a glimpse of his cock between us before he slipped my panties to one side and planted it deep into my pussy.

He put a hand over my mouth as I moaned, receiving his full length.

"Quiet or we have to stop, baby."

I nodded but he didn't remove his hand and I didn't try to move it either. His other hand hooked under my knee to move my leg up further and fit us together perfectly. Then he slid out until just the head of his cock remained.

"You feel so good around me, baby," he said as he thrust into me again and began to set a steady rhythm.

He felt so good inside me, stretching me around him, filling me up. The position we were in, his height and my heels all came together so it felt like I was riding his cock against every inch of the top of my pussy, strong against my pelvis in the way that gives me the most vaginal stimulation. I felt every thrust through my whole body, the pleasuring building quickly, my wetness spreading between us while I felt my tits jiggling in the night air.

"The next train," said one of the guys, and I came around the cock inside me. It took a minute before it would actually be here, enough for him to thrust three more times, then pull out, tucking himself away again. I was insensible against the wall, breathing through my orgasm even as I felt the emptiness inside me. He leaned in and pulled my dress back together, doing up the buttons as the train slowed to a stop.

The three guys thanked us in low voices under the sound of the train. I heard one say to another, "Our girlfriends are in for excellent fuckings when we get these boners home." The others laughed with him as they stepped onto the train.

Meanwhile, he used his body to shield me from view as the train emptied and left the station. Once we were alone again, he turned to me, offering a hand.

"I sure as fuck am not done with you, are you?"

I shook my head and took his hand.

He smiled, "Good girl, I know where Im going to fuck you next."