Natasha Watson was travelling home on the train as she always did. However, this Friday evening she was particularly tired.
The previous night she had been at a Hen Party with some of the other girls from work. And much to her disgust, she had managed to get herself very drunk. And worse than that there had been a male stripper at this Hen Party, and even though she was normally such a prim and proper young woman, the alcohol did its worst.
She had been sitting next to her best friend Patty, a rather well-endowed woman in many ways. She was almost twice the age of Natasha and was full of mischief. So, when this male stripper had wandered round the room, eventually arriving at their table, Patty was full of fun and as horny as hell.
The young guy, with the typical very toned body, was by now dancing about in only a skimpy thong that barely contained his significant bulge. Arriving in front of Patty, she wanted to see 'it' in the flesh and even before the guy could respond Patty had whipped it out and buried it in her mouth. This naturally brought a massive cheer from the rest of the audience, as Natasha looked on in amazement.
Patty took a breather, but in jest passed the cock on to Natasha. Before she could take hold of it, from somewhere, the stripper produced a tube of Lube and squirted some onto his cock, then he took one of Natasha's hands and placed it on his now completely erect member. Natasha had never used Lube before and was stunned at just how silky and smooth and oily it felt. Her hand just glided along the guy's shaft. Now intrigued, she wrapped a second had around the shaft and began to pump it. It felt wonderful, and she felt herself becoming highly aroused.
However, it also felt wonderful for the guy too, and before Natasha realised what was happening, she suddenly found herself being plastered as four massive blasts of spunk shot from the end of his cock and hit her in the face, neck and breasts. Aghast at what she had just done, Natasha sat there open mouthed as Patty and her friends cheered like mad.
Later, as the party was winding down and the guests were leaving, Natasha went to the loo, but as she was about to enter, the stripper came out of the male toilets. On seeing Natasha, he smiled broadly, but that only made Natasha blush even more. And then to her horror, he handed Natasha something before he disappeared outside. In the toilets Natasha looked at what she had been given. It was the tube of Lube that the stripper had used. She blushed madly again, but her pussy began to tingle enticingly so she slipped the tube into her jacket pocket.
Natasha spent that night at Patty's as it was too late to get a train home after the party, and so they had a few more drinks as they relived events of the Party. No surprises that Natasha's little escapade was the main topic of discussion.
So, it had been a long tiring night, followed by a long hard day at work, hence Natasha now felt exhausted as she stood on the train for her hour and a quarter journey back home. To make matters worse the previous train had been cancelled so now two train loads of commuters were crushed onto the one train.
Unfortunately, Natasha was not one of the lucky ones and she found herself having to stand in the cramped carriage, hot sweaty bodies all around her. She was also wearing the same clothes as the day before, albeit she had taken clean underwear, so still felt a bit sweaty and unclean herself. But her short mid-thigh skirt and jacket suit and wrap around blouse, did look quite neat and presentable, whereas to brighten things up, underneath she wore her favourite lacy bodystocking.
The journey had gone smoothly for the first forty minutes or so. She had felt herself nodding off a couple of times. But the nudging and stop/start of the train as it passed through stations just kept her awake.
Suddenly the train lurched, and Natasha almost fell, but a strong arm wrapped itself around her waist catching her.
"Steady there," came a very husky male voice from behind her, "It's Ok, I've got you!"
Natasha tried to turn her head to thank him but still couldn't see who her saviour had been, and just then an announcement came over the train tannoy.
"Ladies and Gentlemen, I am sorry to inform you that there seems to be a slight issue with the signals, just ahead. We have been informed that it should be rectified in about fifteen minutes. Thank you for your patience."
"Oh dear," came the voice behind her again, "Looks like I am going to be stuck here holding on to you."
Natasha was still unable to turn to respond to the man, as he kept an arm wrapped lightly round her waist, his body close against hers. Now she could begin to get a few more hints about her neighbour. From his voice he appeared to be at least a couple of inches taller than her, and she could begin to get a smell of his faint aftershave or cologne, light and musky, not too overpowering.
"You are very beautiful," he continued, "Very attractive, with curves in all the right places," he whispered in her ear.
Natasha gasped slightly, was this guy now trying to chat her up?
"Mmmmm, and from what I can see, clothed very well, outside and in!" he added.
This caused Natasha to gasp a little more loudly, as she suddenly realised that standing this close behind her, and being taller, he was able to look over her shoulder and down the front of her blouse to see her breasts encased in her lacy bodystocking,
"But there does seem to be something in this pocket here that is spoiling the line of your jacket," he explained, patting the side of her jacket, "I wonder what it could be?" as he dipped his hand into the pocket to extract the object.
Holding it out in front of Natasha so that both she and he, by looking over her shoulder, could see the offending item, Natasha instantly groaned in embarrassment and blushed deeply as the tube of Lube was revealed.
"My, my! What have we got here?" the man whistled gently, turning the tube round in his hand, "
"You naughty little minx. What do you need this for?" he asked, a hint of laughter in his voice, "And so readily available, in your jacket pocket. Do you often get it out and use it on 'Things'."
Natasha was now squirming with embarrassment, and tried to grab it back from the man.
"Now, now, that's a little rude is it not? I just want to see what it feels like," he quietly scolded her.
Natasha watched horrified as he uncapped the tube and squirted a little onto his fingers, then gently rubbed them together.
"Ooooh! That feels so nice! Really cool and silky!" he exclaimed in a hushed voice, breathing right into Natasha's ear.
"Mmmm, I wonder what it feels like on someone else's skin?" he enquired naughtily, as he quickly slipped his hand into Natasha's blouse and smeared it over her breast and nipple, through the thin lacy material of her bodystocking.
"Nooooo!" Natasha hissed, as the cool fluid caused her nipple to stiffen instantly, then the guy's fingers were slipping into the bodystocking so he could slide his fingers across her skin and massage her breast and nipple.
