Strangers on a Train

It had been a long night and I was desperate to get home and crawl into bed. The bar had been empty most of the night so I had spent my shift refilling salt shakers and ketchup bottles. No customers means no tips....one more meal of mac and cheese in my near future.

The platform was nearly deserted as I waited for the next train to arrive. As it coasted into the station, I chose the nearest car and slipped into an empty seat and put my feet up on the chair in front of me. As we pulled away from the stop, I had a quick glance around the car and spotted a good looking guy in the farthest corner at the back of the train. I smiled quickly when he looked up, then turned back in my seat. I could feel his smouldering green eyes watching me and I was strangely aroused by the idea of being alone with him.

I felt rather then heard him move closer to me. My heart skipped a beat, and a tremor ran through me and planted itself in my warm little pussy. Wetness seeped through my panties, and I pressed my knees together to savour the throbbing of my clit. I desperately wanted to know where he was, but couldn't bring myself to turn around.

Something was going to happen, far beyond my ability to control it and I wanted it.

His breath tickled my neck as he whispered in my ear, "touch yourself."

I slipped my hand under my short black skirt and traced a finger along my wet slit. My clit burst beneath my fingertip, an eruption so intense I saw stars. I had never cum so hard or so quickly, especially with my little lace panties still on. I gasped as the last of my orgasm ripped through my body. My legs were splayed open, my hands shook, and my face was flushed with a heat I had never experienced before. I needed more, and I needed it now.

He ran his finger down my neck and into the open vee of my shirt. My soft round tits heaved under his touch. Reaching around from the other side, he took a handful of breast in each of his big, warm hands. He pinched each nipple through the thin fabric of my shirt. A moan escaped from deep in my throat. I was behaving like no nice girl ever behaves, but I couldn't help myself. I was all his and would do anything he wanted to continue to feel this heat growing inside me. I felt the pressure growing in my pussy, I wanted to cum again so badly, I had never had multiple orgasms, and I had never felt an urgency like this. I was cumming before I could even finish my thoughts, a hot, wet flood of girl cum soaking through my panties and skirt and on to the vinyl subway seat beneath. I had no idea what stop we were at, but I would ride this train forever just to cum like that one more time.

His heated whispers filled my ears. "give me your panties."

I obediently hooked my thumbs under the waist band and lifted my ass off the seat to slide them down my long, lean legs. I handed them back to him, he took them gently from my hand, and kissed my fingertips. I caught a glimpse of him out of the corner of my eye, but feared if I turned to look at him directly the magic would disappear. I knew he had green eyes, and now saw his chiseled chin and jaw line. He had soft brown hair with a slight wave to it. What I saw I liked.

I focused on how close he was to me. I wanted him to touch me. I could smell the light mix of his cologne and soap, I could feel his warm breath, but it wasn't enough. In my mind I was begging him to come closer, to slide his stiff cock inside of me, but I couldn't say the words. The heat between us was palpable, passion and intensity filled the air. I prayed he could read my mind.

As the train pulled into a station the doors opened and a elderly man walked in. He paused briefly when he saw us, then with a smirk took a seat at the front of the car, facing forward. The doors closed and we continued to the next stop. My heart was pounding so loudly, I was sure he would be able to hear it. It couldn't end like this. I hadn't even worked up the courage to reach out to him yet.

He leaned in closer still and nibbled lightly on my ear lobe before whispering, "I'm not done with you yet". Relief washed over me. "Fuck yourself with your fingers, I want you to cum while that old man sits there trying not to watch us."

I slid a little lower in my seat so I could spread my legs open. The old man turned in his seat, and I made eye contact with him as I slid two fingers inside my wet cunt. He looked nervous, as though he was about to turn a way, but I nodded my head yes. I wanted him to watch. I plunged my fingers deep inside, them pulled them out to lick the girl cum off. It was sweet and thick like honey, I was clearly not of my right mind. I slowly circled my clit, ran my fingers up and down my slit, dipping them inside, then up and around my clit again. My entire body was on fire. My hands moved of their own accord. The sound of my rapid pulse rushed through my ears. With my eyes closed I leaned my head back against the seat and rode the wave of ecstasy coursing through me. I had forgotten about the old man, forgotten any sense of decency. But I didn't care.

The old man hurried off the train at the next stop, and I was alone with my sexy stranger. My mind whirled and spun as I tried to comprehend what was happening to me. I felt alive with an erotic passion never experienced before. How would I go on with the rest of my life, how could I go back to being a functioning member of society after an experience like this? Would he continue to ravage my mind and body in this dark subway tunnel?

"Keep your eyes closed" he said. I squeezed them tighter together. A cool piece of silky fabric slid over my eyes and was tied behind my head. "Now stand up, and lean over the seat" he whispered in my ear. I did what I was told, leaning on the seat in front of me, I bent over and wiggled my ass in his direction. I felt his warm hands on my ass lifting my skirt over my soft, round cheeks. He caressed each side gently, then smacked one side with the palm of his hand. The echo of the slap reverberated through the entire car.

I was so hot, and over excited, I couldn't contain my whimpers and moans of pleasure any longer. I didn't care who heard me, or what I sounded like. I was in my own person purgatory, trapped between the heaven of more orgasms, and the hell of not having a big fat cock filling my wet pussy.

I leaned over further, pointing my ass at him. Wet trickles of excitement ran down my leg and still he had not given me the cock I so desperately needed. I heard him moving out from behind me and around to the chair in front of me. I was anxious to remove my blindfold, to get a glimpse of what he had in store for me.

He stood on the seat in front of me and placed my hands on his thighs. I could feel his muscles, hard and taught beneath my palms. I slid my hands up his thighs, until I found his zipper. I pulled to release him from the confines of his pants. I passed my small hand through the hole and gathered his throbbing rod in my fist. I could feel the blood surging through his veins, could sense his growing anticipation at what was coming next. I gently pulled his cock through his zipper, and caressed it with my hands. Then grabbing the back of his legs I pulled him closer to me. I lavished his cock with licks and kisses before taking most of it length into my waiting mouth. My lips tightly sealed over his shaft, my mouth and throat opening to take its full length. Over and over I slid his entire cock deep into my throat and back.

I wanted to taste him, feel his hot cum in my mouth and I wouldn't stop until I had it. I let him fuck my face, faster and faster until that glorious moment that he grabbed the back of my head and didn't let go. Hot spurts of his goo hit the back of my throat like streams of liquid gold. I swallowed quickly, terrified at the idea of spilling a drop. When he was done, a haggard sigh left his lips as he released the back of my head, and smoothed my hair. I hesitantly let go of the back of his legs, and heard him sink down into the seat.

Tears burned my eyelids, I still wanted more, my pussy was begging for it. I reached back with one hand to rub at my swollen clit. I was so wet, but still I wasn't satisfied. I lifted my blindfold just slightly so that I could see my wicked stranger. I looked down into his lap. His cock was enormous and still rock hard. I reached for it, but he slapped my hand away.

"I'll tell you when you can have more" was all he said. I sat back down in my seat, a little pout on my lips. He waiting for what felt like an eternity before he spoke again. "I want to fuck you hard and fast, it will be the most incredible fuck you've ever had and you will beg me to fuck you over and over."

Somehow I knew he was right. I couldn't take the anticipation any longer. "Please fuck me" I pleaded. "I have never wanted anything as badly as I want your cock."

He moved from his seat in front of me to the one beside me. He sat down, then lifted me from my seat and on to his lap. His cock slid between my slick lips and deep into my tight hole. I sunk down into his cock, taking his full length into me. I slowly rocked back and forth, feeling the head of his cock rub on my cervix. Taking me by the hips he slid me up and down on his rod. I was crying out in ecstasy, every thrust into my pussy searing hot, like molten lava. I lightly grazed my clit with my fingers, sending my whole body into a series of jerking convulsions. My cunt clutched at his cock as I rode him deep inside me. As my orgasm slowly dissipated, he stood us up, and bent me over.

I held onto the seat of the chair with what remaining strength I had. He rammed into my pussy harder and faster then I imagined was humanly possible. With his super human strength and speed I was quickly nearing the peak of yet another orgasm. Just as I was about to hit my crescendo, he slipped his cock from my twat and plunged himself deep into my virgin ass. I yelped in a mixture of surprise, pleasure and pain that felt so incredible that another orgasm burst on top of the last.

My knees gave out from under me, my legs too weak to hold me up. He hung on to my ass for dear life, ravaging my tight back door, stretching my hole to accommodate his large, rigid dick. Erotic pain rippled through me, a fog filled my head, I was no longer my own being, I could no longer even imagine being apart from him.

His loud moans and growing urgency brought me slightly out of my haze.

"Cum all over my ass baby" I managed to squeak out. "Dump your hot load all over me."

On cue he unleashed his red hot seed all over my ass with a grunt and a sigh.

Removing the blindfold, I attempted to clean myself up as the train slowed into the next station. I was about to turn around to look at my secret lover, when it occurred to me that it was best I correct my various state of undress before someone else entered the car. With my shirt straightened and my skirt covering my ass, I turned to find the seat next to me empty. The doors to the subway car sliding closed and my lover nowhere to be seen. I slumped in my seat to take in the gravity of what had just happened. I was sure I would seen him everywhere I went, his profile echoed in every man I saw, but I knew I would never see the real him again.