His Girl on the Train

"The follow up to the girl on the train, from the female point of view"

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There’s that guy once again,
Staring at me at lustfully 
From his seat on the train. 
I wonder what is on his mind,
Is he fantasizing about me?
Imagining how he would fuck me?

He is a handsome fellow,
With a chiselled jawline 
And designer stubble.
I can picture him in the gym
As I imagine him naked
Envisioning his perfect six pack.

I wonder what must be hidden by his pants.
What it would feel like having him in my mouth?
My panties getting wet with every thought.
How it would feel to have his cock
Buried deep inside my pussy?
I’m wet with all these naughty thoughts.

I catch him looking my way again 
And I tease him with a seductive wink.
Shall I go over and give in to my sexual urges? 
I realize this is crazy, what if we get caught?
Yet the urge is overwhelming 
And soon I find myself giving in.

I walk over as if possessed by my sexual needs
As I sit on his lap, his cock presses against me
And I grow wet with anticipation.
Yes, I know what I am doing is sheer crazy
And completely against my better judgment.
Still yet, I look ito his eyes with a wanton stare.

I hike my skirt up, ever so slightly, 
And brazenly reached between my legs
Finding what I am looking for, I undo his zipper.
My hand wraps around his shaft
As I push my panties to the side.
I rub the head against my wetness
Once the head slips in I take his entire length.

I put my hand over my mouth to muffle my moans,
Gasping at the size of his cock as it stretches me
With a squeeze of my vaginal muscles I work his cock.
I think we must be in heaven.
I grind my hips against his lap seductively.
My grinding wasn’t really needed 
As the movement and bumps of the train moving
Was enough to enhance our mutual arousal.

I sensed he must be close and whispered in his ear,
“Cum inside my pussy”
I feel his cum cover me inside.
It was all I could take as I came, 
My pussy gripping his shaft
Milking the last drops of cum from his cock.
I bit down on lip trying not to make a sound,
I didn’t want let anyone into our moment.

His cock softened inside of me now spent.
I tucked his cock back into his trousers
And patted his crotch as if to say thank you.
Rearranging my own clothes in the nick of time
As the train slowed at my stop.

I got up and walked down the aisle,
Feeling his cum dripping down my leg.
I wonder if anyone would notice the cum 
And catch on to what I had done? 
Catching him by surprise, when I got to the door,
I motioned for him to follow me.

I quickly got of the train,
With my guy from the train.
When we arrived at my place,
I invited him in
And the moment we got through the door,
I wrapped my arms around him.

I kissed him passionately,
Whispering in his ear
“Thank you baby for the crazy thing we did,”
He whisked me off my feet
And carried me to the bedroom.
Placing me gently onto the bed,
He made love to me, his lover.

 

Published 7 years ago

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