If I could help it, I never went anywhere on the subway at rush hour. It was always so horribly crowded and hot and usually smelly from the blend of everyone's perfumes and body odors. Today was a mandatory trip. There was no getting around it, so I put on my best smile along with my cutest dress and geared my mind up for a long, hot, grueling ride.
I stood on the subway platform with a crowd of people just as displeased as me about the ride. I heard a train approaching but couldn't see it yet. I was sandwiched in and was too short to see much of anything. Suddenly I felt whoever was directly behind me squeeze in tight to me and I felt a penis being aroused from rubbing against my ass. I was so shocked that at first I just ignored it and figured it was not really what I had imagined. The longer we stood there the more I found I liked it and he obviously did too. The train arrived and people got off and we moved as one toward the train. Whoever was grinding me from behind did not miss a beat as we walked onto the train. As I searched for a place to sit, I found them all taken, so I had to stand and hang onto the hand rails. My freaky, ass fucking stalker kept his ground and I felt his hands grab my waist for balance. He was obviously going nowhere. I was so tempted to turn around but didn't want my unnamed friend to get scared off...I wanted to feel his cock teasing my ass some more. This sexy new experience made this trip more pleasureable. I found myself pushing my ass back towards his cock to intensify his grinding. Then his hands pulled on me as to say he understood. I looked around to see if anyone else was watching us. No one cared. They had no clue, so I reached down and around with one hand and slipped it down to feel his cock on me. I was surprised to feel how thick and hard he was. A low moan escaped him and it was my first clue as to his identity. I removed my hand so as not to bring attention to what he was doing to me and then I felt one of his hands creep up inside my jacket and he began fondling my breasts. I closed my eyes for a moment to savor the feel and then a moan escaped from me.
Still, I was fighting the urge to turn around to see who was pleasuring me in such a public place. The thrill of this happening in front of a hundred people made it even more gratifying. His hand left my breasts and I wanted it back. That is until I found out what he had in mind. That same hand was finding it's way up the back of my skirt and I felt my butt cheeks being fondled and groped. I tried to spread my legs as much as possible without drawing attention and I soon felt his fingers probing my ass and pussy.
This was so exciting! And yet if anyone noticed, I would be so embarrassed and humiliated. He had me so horny that I convinced myself that I didn't care...and at that moment...I didn't. His fingers were arousing me. His other hand kept me pulled in tight to him, hiding any activity from the crowd. He heard me let out another moan just as his finger penetrated my wet soaking pussy. He pulled into me and I felt his face and breath on the back of my head and neck. His cock was rock hard and grinding on me while his fingers fucked my wet pussy in such an erotic way.
I grabbed the hand rail tighter as the first orgasm raked through me. My body shuddered against this unknown man and he held onto me tighter as he delivered me into the wet world of orgasmic juices. This didn't even slow him down. I felt his fingers fucking me even deeper and so experienced. I was soon cumming again as he put his talented fingers in all the right spots. I was biting my lips tight so as not to scream out and I felt his grip on me, helping me keep balanced. The jarring of the train helped cover what was happening to me and I was very grateful for that.
When I looked up to see my stop coming up next, I also felt his fingers being removed and then his hand and his grip on my waist loosened. My encounter was over. People were stirring, getting ready to exit the train. No one had noticed.
Once the train stopped, everyone crowded in even more as they pushed to get off the train. I took this opportunity to turn and look at who had made my commute so pleasurable. I saw a sweet man, probably in his 70's or 80's with an impish grin and twinkle in his eyes. I winked at him and when all the pushing and rushing stopped, I wrote my number on his hand with a pen and rushed off to my appointment.
I never got his name that day but I know who he is..because he calls me all the time now and we meet in the subway for quickies. And when we're not having quickies....he is pleasuring me in bed with long, loving sex sessions.
Could this have been you??
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