both of us wanting...lapse into a scene via instant message...
on a commuter train...on my way back from a lover's home...i am wearing a dress and only a dress...it is a humid day...as i enter one of the last cars of the long train i notice a tall, slim, light haired man wearing a pair of tight black jeans and some geeky t-shirt...he is grinning as I find a place to stand and steady myself...
the train starts up with some sort of muffled announcement...the momentum from the forward movement of the train pushes me back against this smiling stranger...he is against my back...he feels solid against my softness...it feels good...i do not move...
fingers secretly gripping my hips pulling me flush against him...sweat seems to glue us together and he pushes...i feel some air against my skin still warm but slightly fresher...my dress is still stuck to me...but is rising...the cheeks of my ass have company...i feel his movement...this wicked stranger is rubbing himself against my slippery ass crack and i am letting him...
he whispers in my ear..."you like this"..." you have been freshly fucked...haven't you?"...his breath hot in my ear...he smells like a man...musky and clean....and outdoors smell...not of the city...when he whispers i can hear his accent...english or austrailian...i am not sure which...my own fingers start rubbing the front of my dress...circular motions...my large purse covers what my hand is doing...and the train is crowded...so many people crammed into the car... more and more with each stop...
between the motion of the train...his cock pressing and sliding...my own fingers finding a rhythm...i press so tightly against him...with one hand he holds me close...breathing heavily...with a quiet moan i release...more moisture runs down my leg...he continues to hold me with a vise grip...more warmth and a sigh...my dress is repositioned...a kiss on my neck...now i am alone on the crowded subway car...
(a thank you to beast for his participation in this imagining)
Lovely imagining. Used to ride the train everyday when I lived in a thriving metropolis. Many times I had fantasies similar to this as beautiful women such as yourself would step on the the crowded train. Only once did my fantasy get carried away leaving me spent...
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