I left the office later than I expected, having stopped by my desk after training, and missed the last rush hour train home. But that wasn’t a problem, it was nice to have a quiet, relaxed ride with just a few others. I ended up with a whole bench seat to myself.
There were only a few men in the car I entered. The seats faced forward and back. I chose the closest seat facing the most men. I wasn’t inviting anyone this time, I just wanted their eyes on me. As you know by now, I love an audience.
My whole body still vibrated from the pleasures of my earlier escapades and I was as hot as ever. I sat in the middle of the bench, and I spread my legs open, running my fingers lightly down the outside of my thighs and back up the inside to my skirt-covered, always-willing pussy. I stroked it gently, lovingly, slipping in a finger or two every few caresses. Lost in that pleasure my other hand lifted the skirt to my waist and then drifted up my blouse to my tits and I started twisting my nipples again. I lifted each one out of the top of the blouse so I could lick, suck, and nibble on it. I love sucking it deep in my mouth, then taking my hand away, feeling gravity try to pull it out of my mouth while I suck all the harder to hold it, my tongue circling it, flicking it. When gravity finally wins and it slowly starts to slip away from me, I push my teeth against it as slides through them. There’s a loud slurping sound as it finally freed from my mouth. This makes me so happy. I did it now.
It stung and my pussy pulsed.
I’d drawn some attention now. Some of the guys were moving for a better angle, and all of them were smiling.
This time my bared breasts were mine to play with. I squeezed them hard, pushing them against my chest and digging my fingers in. I twisted my nipples and used them to pull, bounce and yank my tits around. I moaned softly, but they all heard it. I didn’t stop this but now spread open my pussy and slid my fingers in and out, wiggling them inside me (a terrific sensation). I pulled them out and started on my clit, rolling it in my fingers, flicking it, and then pulling and twisting it like my nipples, but with a more instantaneous result. My moaning got a little louder and my breathing grew faster as I slid my orgasm over my body.
That was fun, but just a little foreplay, because then, I was hot.
I reached into my bag and pulled out one of my vibrating cocks. I fucked my mouth with it, getting it sloppy wet and then turned it on. Using both hands I spread myself open, now the men were all around me without any obstructed views. I teased my pussy with the tip of the vibrator, running all around but never in or touching my clit. My breathing got faster, but I did not want to come too soon. I just laid it across my pussy and clit, which stimulated them enough to make me moan, but without letting touch all the right places. Sweet agony.
I moved my hips up and down to slide along it. I kept it there with one hand and started spanking my nipples as hard as I could, again bringing me to the edge of my orgasm but not taking me over it. I lifted the vibrating cock to my tits and start beating them with it. I held it to my nipples letting them ache with the vibration and then I smacked them with it, harder and harder, again to the edge of coming. A quick fucking of my mouth and, turning it upside down, I rammed it in to my aching pussy, in and out, over and over, the balls bouncing off my clit with each thrust.
“Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! More! Harder!” I moaned and then yelled when, finally, the release my body had been begging for hits and I came, over and over and over. My body shook and shuddered violently. I let it rest inside me with the balls intensely pressing directly on my clit. I started rocking against it and, twisting my nipples, I came two more times.
The number of men had dropped as we’d stopped at stations along the way. The only one left I recognized. He is one who boards at my station. He licked his lips as he gazed at my pussy and his fingers pinched the air. It’s just us now. He knelt in front of me and removed the vibrator, turned it off, and put it down next to me. He took my hand and guided it to my tender pussy once again. I slid in one finger, then another until all four were pounding in and out of me. He reached for my sore, sensitive, aching nipples and he did to them everything I did, only much, much better. I came four more times. Our stop was next. He stood and straightened himself. I reached for him to return the favor. I wanted his cum. I wanted to let it dribble from my mouth to my tits, rub it on my nipples, let it dry there, tightening the skin, and then lick them clean. But he stepped back and shook his head no, smiled and licked his lips one more time. I pulled myself together again and stood, heading for the door. He stood directly behind me, pressed his cock against me under my skirt, squeezing my ass with one hand that moved around me and stroked my clit one last time. At the same time he snaked his other hand up my blouse to yank my throbbing nipples. The train stopped. The door opened and we turned to head in different directions down the platform.
I love late-night commuter trains.