An Interesting Train Journey

I huffed, as I managed to squeeze myself onto the last train of the night. I hate being this late, but I really needed the raise. It's been hard since my husband got caught for tax evasion last year, and my 12 years old son had been begging me to let him go to this camp that I couldn't afford. I could still taste my boss's cum in my mouth.

My hairs were a mess, still. My boobs hurt from the way he pressed them over my shirt and bra. And I think I heard a corner of my suit tear too.

I tripped over my heels, as I pushed myself through the crowd, to a corner. There weren't a lot of women on the train, so it felt safe to be in a corner away from all those frustrated middle aged men. I pulled out my phone to check if Lila texted me, I left my son at her place, argh, now I'm gonna have to drop by her place to pick him up. I'm so tired.

I sent her a quick text telling her that I'll be there soon. I'm also gonna need a shower, argh, I'm hating myself so much.

I had never cheated on my husband before. We used to be high school sweethearts, that later got married. He was the only man I had ever been with, and I loved him. And I hated what I had to do.

But I guess... what I hated even more was, how much it turned me on. I'm so grateful that he didn't see me touch my clit over my pants, but I did, I did touch myself, cause I was that much turned on, I couldn't believe it. I hated myself for it.

I put my phone back, as we entered a tunnel. It was completely pitch black. And then I felt it. A hand. On my ass.

I reached behind and pushed it away, but I couldn't see who it was due to it being so dark in here. I tried to move closer to my corner, when I felt the hand again, and this time, I felt a press. I was scared. This was such a bad day.

I tried to push the hand away but the hand was strong. I had to use a hand to hold onto a bar, so I couldn't use both my hands, but I guess he didn't need to, cause he used his other hand to grab my wrist, and pull it away forcefully. I tried to get out of his hold, but he was too strong for me.

His finger was running up and down my asscrack. I cried out a bit cause he was hurting my wrist, but then he let go, I guess he was just trying to make a point.

I was scared, I panicked and I waited for us to get out of the tunnel. And then I felt a complete body against my back. He got close and now I could smell him, though I still couldn't see him. I panicked and tried to push him away, but he wrapped his hand around my waist and kissed my back.

"Please stop, please," I whispered furiously, I didn't wanna alarm other guys. I was outnumbered.

"Please don't do this," I begged again, as he didn't say anything back. His hand was pulling up my shirt, till he had an opening to slide it in.

His hand was warm, and I shivered, but I quickly grabbed it, tugging it out. And at that moment, we were out of the tunnel.

I turned around to see who it is. He was pretty young, probably around 19 or so. He was muscular and had nice hair, and a cocky smile. I was surprised, I was expecting a middle aged man trying to get rid of his frustration.

"Please stop" I mouthed at him, and tried to get out of his hold. The train was coming to a stop, and he moved back, cause people were gonna get down.

I tried to move away from him, but I couldn't, a lot more people got on and I was pushed back to my corner again.

The train started to move, but he wasn't doing anything. I couldn't turn back to see if he left, but I hoped he got down.

But, I'm not lucky, so he didn't. I felt something sharp, maybe a blade, slice through my pant, and I gasped. It was a quick slice, along my asscrack, bringing out my red panties. I quickly reached back to pull them close, hoping nobody would see. That's when I felt him get close to me again.

"Nice panties, sexy." He whispered in my ear. I tried to push him back with my shoulder, but it just helped him bite my shoulder.

"Please stop. Please don't do this," I begged again, but I knew he wouldn't stop. I started to panic and cry, as he forced my hand away and touched my panties.

"Hush, you know I have a blade, I won't hesitate to use it," he whispered furiously into my ear. His tone was cold and I believed him.

He moved away my hairs to bring out my neck, and then he kissed again. He bit softly and traced his tongue against my skin.

"You smell good," he whispered into my ear. I whispered back, "please... don't."

The train went into another tunnel. He took this chance to yank out my shirt, and slid in both his hands. They roamed around my bare waist and pressed my c cup boobs over my bra, as he rest his chin on my shoulder. He smelled of mint and cigarette.

"Fuck your boobs are so soft," he whispered as he slid his hands under my bra and started to play with my nipples. My breathing got heavier and I moaned in return. I could feel him smile.

We were almost out of the tunnel, so I panicked and started to push his hands out, "please take them out, someone will notice," I begged.

He listened. He got back before we were out of the tunnel and I pulled down my shirt. But my bra was still tugged up a bit and it showed through my shirt.

I tried to be as discreet as possible, as I tried to fix my bra. I didn't wanna alarm anyone.

I felt his finger against my naked ass. I shivered. The last thing I wanted was to be caught being fingered by a kid.

I tried to grab his hand again. I wanted him to stop. But again, he grabbed my wrist with his other hand and pulled apart the slit, making it tear more. I gasped.

"Try to do that again and you won't have a pant to walk home." He hissed into my ear.

He bent my arm and held it against my back. I cried out in silence.

He was rubbing my clit through my panties, and you wouldn't believe how good the fabric felt against my pussy. I was already horny from office, and, even though I hated being manhandled by a kid, it also felt kinda adventurous and I couldn't help but get wet again.

"Glad to see that it's working," he whispered and let go of my hand. He was good. He was gentle. He was nice. He definitely knew what he was doing.

I looked around to make sure nobody was watching, and they weren't. The area we were at, didn't have much light, so it was already a dimly lit cabin.

He left marks on my wrist. I didn't want him to get any satisfaction. I felt humiliated. Small. Forced. Insulted. Anger. And all kinds of other bad feelings.

But he didn't care. He kept rubbing my clit. He also tried to get as close as possible. I didn't stop him, I hoped it'd keep us from being noticed.

He slid his free hand under my shirt again. It tickled. And I hated how good it felt. He was drawing patterns on my bare skin with his fingertip.

I was close. All of this was too much for me. I grabbed the bar with both my hands, preparing myself for an orgasm. He noticed it too.

He stopped. I was shocked. Confused. I looked back, he grinned. I thought he was gonna get down or something, but we weren't near any station.

It had been so long since I have been touched down there, and I didn't realize how badly I needed it. I wanted to cum, sucks it didn't work.

The weird part was he didn't move all the way back. He hands were by his side now, but he was still close. And I got out of the turned on state.

And then he kissed my neck and I gasped. I squinted my eyes at him and he just smiled. I felt his hand against the side of my stomach, and it was moving up. He grabbed my boobs over my shirt again and I was confused what he was doing.

He wasn't gentle. He was rough. He made me moan a bit too. It hurt. But I thought he was leaving so I just wanted him to have his way and leave.

But I was wrong. He pulled me against his chest, and I could feel his strong boner against my ass. He traced his fingers down my body to my clit again, and this time pushed my panties aside, touching my bare pussy. It was all sticky and wet and now he knew how horny I was.

He moaned at my wetness and it sent tingle down my spine.

He pushed in two fingers. I rested my head back against his neck. It felt good.

He used his thumb to touch my clitoris. I definitely wasn't his first time.

He turned and made me face the corner, away from everyone. He covered me with his back, so nobody could see us. I was glad that he had a broad muscular strong body.

He unbuttoned the top buttons of my shirt and I let him. He pulled down my bra with his free hand, while his other hand kept fingerfucking my pussy.

"Damn lady, you are such a good slut," he told me, and I couldn't help but feel happy, I don't know why. It felt good to be able to satisfy a young experienced teen. I felt like I am better than those cheerleaders and I don't know why I wanted to prove that to him.

I rested my head on his shoulder and moaned into his ear. He was playing with my nipples. He was drawing patterns with his fingertips and pressing and rubbing my nipple. I moaned. My breathing was getting heavier again. I wanted him to make me cum. I wanted him to make me cum on his fingers. Fuck I wanted it so badly.

"Please don't stop," I begged. I needed this.

He kissed my cheek. Fuck he was cute.

Fuck I was gonna cum, I felt my pussy get tighter against his fingers.

But then he stopped again.

"WHAT THE FUCK?!!" I hissed at him.

"What?" he asked, taking away his hand.

"WHY ARE YOU STOPPING?"

"You told me to stop, don't you remember?"

"FUCK YOU, THAT WAS BEFORE. PLEASE. I NEED THIS."

"How badly?"

"Please." I begged.

He smiled and whispered. "I'll finish you off, only after you take me to your place."

I was shocked. I didn't know what to do. I was close though. And I wanted to finish. I didn't know what to do. Maybe it's cause I hadn't been fucked in a while, I decided to take him home. Besides, if he followed me, he could help me hide the slit he cut in my pants.

"Ok. I get down on the next station. Follow me."

"Okay" he whispered and kissed my cheek and let me go. And just then I realized what a mess I was. I quickly pulled my bra onto my boobs and buttoned up my shirt. I didn't bother tucking in my shirt.

I felt my pussy drip down my thigh. Fuck, how turned on am I.

I fixed up everything and sent Lila a quick text that I was gonna be a bit more late for some issues with the train, so she could bring my son over when I get home.

***

It felt wrong. It felt dangerous. I didn't know who he was. He could be a robber. He could be a killer. I was starting to regret having him follow me.

I made sure nobody noticed us, as I quickly got to my front door and unlocked it. I pushed open and walked in, as he followed me. I was gonna turn and tell him something, but he didn't give me the chance. He pushed the door close behind me loudly, and jumped on me, kissing my neck; all I could do is moan in return.

I threw my purse onto the couch as he pulled my suit off of me. He reached around with both his hands, and pulled open my shirt, tearing down all the buttons. I loved being manhandled like this. I was glad my body could make him this impatient.

He pulled down my shirt and turned me around. I finally got a good look at him. He had a strong jaw, and strong built. His eyes were blue and hair was brown. I loved every bit of his body.

He was wearing a black tshirt and jeans. He pressed his lips onto mine, and pushed me back. He guided me down the hallway and pressed me against the wall. I moaned as my back hit the wall, he bit my lips. I slid my hands under his t-shirt and felt his back. His skin, his warmth. Fuck my pussy was dripping.

He reached around my back and unhooked my bra. I helped him get it off of me and then he helped me get him out of his t-shirt.

I traced my hands down his body, and he let me. He stood there, as I worshiped his muscular chest and pecs. I touched his stomach.

When I snapped out of it and looked up at him, I saw him grinning at me. "Like what you see?" he asked.

I just giggled like a schoolgirl.

He unbuckled my pants and pulled them down, taking them off of me, along with my shoes. I was standing in front of him in my red panties now.

I was nervous. I couldn't meet his eyes, fuck I felt like a virgin, giving her flower to her highschool boyfriend.

"Do you like it?" I whispered, still looking away.

"I love it," he said.

He bent down on me and kissed my neck. He bit my collarbone. He left marks of love on my boobs and cleavage. He bit my nipples and made me moan.

It's like he knew all the way to turn me on and make me his bitch. He traced his tongue down my body, sending shivers down my spine. I couldn't do anything but just watch him. He kissed my stomach. He kissed my crotch over my panties. Then he held the sides and pulled down. I was completely naked in front of him.

This was the first time he saw my pussy. I hated that it wasn't shaved. I didn't know anyone was gonna see it, so I didn't really bother. I hoped he won't be disappointed.

But it seemed like he didn't care. He traced his fingers on my crotch. His gentle touch made me shiver.

He helped me get out of my panties, and then he sniffed my smell off of it. It was dripping wet.

He threw it back somewhere as he made me spread my legs apart. I obeyed. Like the good slut that I am.

He kissed the inner side of my thigh. I moaned. His lips felt so good against my skin. He kissed my thigh up to my clit and then kissed my pussy. "Fuck," I cried out. His warm breath had just hit my crotch.

He smiled as he sucked in all my juice. He then touched his tongue on my clit, and I bent over. I forgot how good tongue feels down there.

He licked and sucked and pushed his tongue in and out and made me moan and cry out and shiver and do all the things in all sorts of ways.

I was close. I squirmed against the wall as he continued to lick my clitoris and slid in two fingers into my pussy. He wasn't stopping this time. Fuck I bit his fingers with my pussy as I had my orgasm on his face. I came hard. It was long and wild. I screamed, moaned, pulled his hairs and pushed his face onto my pussy. This was probably the best orgasm of my life, and it was from a kid about half my age.

He continued to lick me, till I calmed down. He then got up and kissed me. I could taste my pussy on his lips. I kissed him like a horny teenager.

He unblocked his pants and let it drop on the floor. I had to break the kiss cause I had to see his dick. And it was perfect.

I loved my husband and I loved his dick. But, that doesn't mean sometimes I didn't wish for it to be bigger, or more veiny. Watching his dick was a treat on it's own. My jaw dropped. He chuckled to see the look on my face. He had a great dick and he knew it.

I dropped on my knees cause I needed it in my mouth. I wanted to taste it. I wanted to know how his cum tastes. I wanted him to gag and choke me. I wanted him to make me his bitch.

I kissed the top of his dick and then wrapped my lips around it. and that's when I realized how fatter it was than any I have ever sucked... two. I had ever sucked two dicks till now and his was better than both those combined. It even smelled good.

I sucked the top of his dick a bit and then I traced my tongue against it, all the way down to the base. I took his balls in my mouth and started to play with my tongue, as I rubbed his dick with my hand.

I could hear him moan, as he slid his fingers through my hairs and held my head.

He grabbed my hairs and pulled them. He told me to open my mouth. I did, and he spat in my mouth. I loved it.

He then shoved his dick into my mouth... well the part that fit. He was too big for me. Again, I felt sad to disappoint him.

He fucked my mouth, made me gag. He pushed his dick down my throat, choking me, and I loved it.

He then pulled me away and made me stand up. He grabbed my thighs and pulled me onto his lap.

He kissed my neck and I bit his neck, as he carried me upstairs. He carried me down the hall, to a door, and asked me what room is it.

"It's my son's bedroom, my room is down the hall," I told him.

He pushed open my son's bedroom and carried me in.

"What are you doing! Come on, this is not nice," I said, but I'm not gonna lie, it was naughty, it felt nasty, and kinda turned me on even more.

He dropped me onto my sons bed and climbed on top of me. He set his dick on my clit and shoved in.

I gasped and grabbed his back. I dig my fingernails into his back as he pumped in and out of me, getting in a bit more with every thrust.

I screamed and moaned, in both pain and pleasure. It was so much bigger than my husband's and it hit me places I didn't know existed.

I came again. It was too much. The friction and the girth and everything was too much for me. I dig my nails into his back and moaned hard.

He didn't stop. He continued to fuck me through it all. He grabbed my throat and choked me. I could feel my pussy dripping on the bed and thought about how my son is gonna sleep here. Will he be able to smell my pussy?

But I liked it. I liked the way he was treating me. I couldn't breathe and I loved it.

I could feel his dick getting tighter, and I knew he was gonna cum. I wanted to tell him to not cum in me, but I was scared of disappointing him. I'd just take a pill later.

I felt as he moaned and filled my pussy with his cum. I felt it flow in me. He came so much, it was oozing out of me. He gave a couple more thrust and got it all out. He then rested there, fell on my chest, panting, as I played with his hairs.

We stayed there for like half an hour or so, or at least it felt like that.

"Hey... I'm sorry, but my son is gonna come soon, I think you should leave."

He chucked, "okay."

"Umm..."

"You want my phone number?"

I just nodded, I was too ashamed to say yes.

He scribbled down his number on a paper and told me "call me when you need a fuck."

And left.

***

I cleaned up and got all my clothes from all over the house. I changed my son's bed sheet. I took a shower and touched myself thinking of him. In between my shower I texted Lila to bring my son.

By the time I got out, Lila had already put my son to bed, and was now sitting on my bed.

"Lila thank you so much, I don't know what I'd do without you." I said as I went to my closet to get some clothes.

"So, I found your panties by the vase, and from the looks of it, it was dripping wet."

I twirled around and blushed. I didn't know what to reply with.

She looked me in the eyes with a grin, "tell me everything."