Public Sex

In a mini skirt and low-cut top so bold,
No bra, just sheer panties to behold.
Running errands, you'd grab my rear,
On the train, groping, causing me to fear.

I resisted, but it was in vain,
You pulled me close, causing me pain.
Tracing circles over my nipples' plight,
Hoping no one would notice our secret delight.

Your hands moved lower, hips and behind,
Rubbing gently, arousing a thirst in kind.
Then up to my chest, squeezing my breasts,
Lifting my skirt, exposing secrets with zest.

I tried to be discreet, nervous and shy,
But passion grew, taking away my sky.
Your fingers slid inside effortlessly,
Almost losing balance, you made me see.

Blushing hard, discreetness unclear,
Passion and arousal clouding the air.
My shirt moved aside, exposing my charms,
Feeling vulnerable and fearing alarms.

You felt me tighten, calming me down,
A slow pace, reminding me to breathe sound.
Your slick hand on my tit, making me weak,
Feeling both vulnerable and so to speak.

I tried to meet your gaze, pleading my plea,
A soft kiss to calm, as discreet as could be.
But I saw another girl, her eyes on my lure,
Showing off my tit, making my arousal pure.

My shirt pulled down, teasing and bold,
She Unbuttoning her jeans, touching her fold.
Your hand left my longing, my breath held tight,
Exposing my chest, exposed to their sight.

Your hand rubbed, making me hard,
Steadying myself, grasping a seat's guard.
Feeling disbelief, the reality so wild,
Watching her, aroused and beguiled.

You straightened my posture, causing me shame,
Playing with my tits, making the scene tame.
Telling me others were watching in glee,
I scanned the room, eyes wide, to see.

A guy held his phone, capturing our act,
Feebly suggesting we stop, my plea lacked.
My undies fell, exposing my bare thighs,
Your pants undone, marking me in disguise.

Hands groped my tits, as yours held me tight,
Inching forward, preparing to take me in sight.
Others watched, their desires set free,
Everyone joined in, it seemed, in tandem glee.

You entered gently, slow and swift,
Encouraging others to touch and uplift.
This was their plan, they wanted a part,
A slut, in their eyes, craving attention with heart.

Overwhelmed by it all, I struggled to hear,
As passion consumed, drowning me near.
But amidst the chaos, your voice so clear,
"Enjoy it all, my love, no need to fear."