Train Spotting

We board the train.

As hoped the carriage near the back is empty.
We sit, the train leaves.
We gather speed, we stand.

I guide your hands above your head.
You support yourself. Your hands braced against the wall.
Your body faces the window.
The train gains speed
Click Clack. Click Clack.

My hands caressing your body through your clothes.
Kneading your familiar zones.
Your breathing heats. The train speeds up
Clickity Clack. Clickity Clack.

"We can't" you gasp.
"We are" I say and press your hands back up.
A light moan.
You feel my hands move down.

I graze your thighs with my fingers.
Lifting upward.
The front of your skirt is slowly lifted.
Clickity Clack. Clickity Clack.

Slowly your favorite knickers are revealed to the close window.
Tight and dampening.
You are revealed.
You pulse at the knees and hips.

Your skirt is held high with prepared clothes pegs.
I cover your mound with my hand.
I feel your heat.
Clickity Clack. Clickity Clack.

I lower myself.
My face in the frame.
One swift movement.
Panties ripped free.

You buckle but stay upright
Fingers brushing the remaining fur.
City flashes by.
Clickity Clack. Clickity Clack.

I finger your juicy flesh.
Smelling your pleasure.
Out the window, snippets.
Buildings, warehouses, apartments... people.
Our Apartment.

I bite your hip.
You moan louder.
Your pussy eating my hand.
Mere minutes.
You are near.
Clickity Clack. Clickity Clack

The train slows
Click ety Clack.
I raise behind you and watch out the window.
Lips at your ear.
Hand on you. Fingers in you.
"When we stop on the platform, you may cum."

Click Clack....