Last Train Home

The day had been long and the evening now late
A few drinks consumed and had slept for a while
I’d just caught the last train, wasn’t much of a wait
Knowing that the journey’d last many a mile

The carriage was empty, commuters away
Alone, but no, wait, some clothes piled in a heap
Standing up, I saw that on a seat, a girl lay
She was slumped, eyes closed, as though deep in sleep

She was dressed in white tee shirt and short cut-off jeans
On her shoulder a coat lay to keep herself warm
From her lips came soft sighs as she followed her dreams
But her hands were kept busy in driving the storm

Her shorts she’d unzipped and pushed down to her knees
Fingers bringing pleasure of a sensual kind
Pants pushed to one size as her clit she did tease
I watched in amazement, going out of my mind

She awoke with a start, looked across, saw me stare
Embarrassed, I expected she’d cover herself
But knowing exactly what she’d done down there
She smiled, beckoned me, I walked over in stealth

Smiling back I sat down right beside the young girl
Leaned over and kissed me, whispered in my ear
That she wanted to fuck me; my mind in a whirl
Assured me the age difference gave her no fear

Her hand wandered down, fumbled now at my flies
As she pushed her tongue into my mouth in the kiss
Pulled my penis out, stroked me to a good size
Sank down, took me in to her mouth, what such bliss!

As she sucked me and stroked me I looked round to see
Within our carriage, still if we’re all alone
But was no one around, we had no company
She seemed not to care though, emitting a moan

She wanted me now, so stood over my lap
Back to me, she held me and sat down with ease
Feeding my hard organ to her soaking twat
My hands groped her breasts and her nipples did tease

As she moved up and down I was lodged deep inside
Felt her muscles massage my cock, feelings sublime
Got my hand down her front, on her clit fingers glide
She was cuming, I felt her; it was now her time!

Once sated, she got up and tuned to face me
Hair tussled, mouth smiling a kiss to my face
Sat down, I was in again, deep as could be
And started once more this time at a high pace

Watching her young features as she fucked me so
In this train, with this girl, I was feeling corrupt
Her quim was so tight it made my feelings grow
The pressure was high, I was going to erupt

As I held her so close, I felt my semen rise
She sensed I was going to ejaculate
And whispered to fill her with my special prize
Came like never before into my sexual mate

We sat there enjoying our post coital glow
Announcements interrupted our silent reprise
She looked up and smiled, knew that she had to go
Picked up her belongings and was off like the breeze

Was her stop, the train slowed, it was time to alight
With a wink and a kiss blown at me she was gone
Walked away, disappeared into the dark of night
Left me there, with my thoughts; was it right or so wrong?

Journey on to my stop; she was out of my life
With my mind so confused never asked her her name
Best not know, no repeat, I’d go back to my wife
Taking the last train - never ever be the same!