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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago
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I awoke to the sound of the kettle boiling in the kitchen,
“You want Tea?” he shouted
“Yes please and make it strong” I said as I got out of bed and made my way to the bathroom,
He’d got the radio on and was singing along to some tune
“Do you have to?” I asked as I entered the kitchen.
“What…. you don’t like my singing? He asked
“No…. Stick to shagging your much better at that” I said laughing
With a quick swipe of the tea towel he caught my arse cheek just right
“Ouch…you bastard” rubbing my cheek, “that hurt” I said
Laughing he lent down, kissed the stinging cheek
“There is that better?” he asked
I just frowned at him as I continued to rub my cheek, I picked up my cup of tea and walked through to the lounge and sat on the sofa.
“What time do you start work today?” I asked
“2 ‘o’clock” he said “So can’t hang around, as I need to get home, shower and iron a fresh shirt”
“When are you next about?” he asked as he walked into the lounge, wearing only his tight boxers, I sat admiring the outline of his cock through the material as he stood in the doorway.
“Not sure, might be able to do this weekend” I said, still looking at his crutch
“Stop that” he said as he sat down next to me on the sofa “You not get enough last night?”
“Can never have enough” I said as lent over and kissed the end of his cock through his boxers,
“I’ll let you know about the weekend”..........
George was my fuck buddy, we had been seeing each other for about a year, we would meet up when we could, he would maybe stay a couple nights the disappear until we met again, it was nothing serious, I didn’t really know anything about his private life as he didn’t really know about mine, it was just good sex.
We first met through a mutual friend at a party, we instantly hit it off, he was a flirt and I was a tease, it was a good combination. We arranged to meet up for coffee a few days later, and as they say the rest is history.
It was about five minutes before we would be arriving at Preston station, I got up from my seat ready to leave the train. I could feel the cool air swirling around the naked flesh at the top of my stockings, as I stood up, I look along the carriage and I am sure the man a few seats down just caught an eyeful of my stocking tops, as I am feeling very naughty today, I turn away from him and bent over slightly to pick up my bag, knowing he would have definitely seen them this time, I quickly stand and straighten my skirt. I don't look back at him, and I walk to the exit doors as the train slowly pulls into the platform, as the doors opened, I step out onto the platform but can’t resist glancing and winking at the man as I walk past his window, he in return blows me a kiss, I smile to myself.
I board my second train of the day and make my way to the end carriage, I like to do this so that I won't be disturbed by people as they pass through the train looking for a seat
As I pass through the sliding doors, I notice a man sitting half way down in the carriage
“Oh bugger” I mutter under my breath, then I think to myself “maybe he will leave the train soon as he was already on the train”.
I settle myself down at the far end of the carriage and while we are waiting to leave, I find myself watching the people on the platforms rushing about imagining where they're going and what they are up to, if only they knew what I was up to today, I giggled to myself. I feel the engine building up power as the train prepares to pull out of the station.
As my mind wonders about what might happen today, I begin to get excited and before I realise, I find my hand touching my breast, I tweak my hardening nipple through my silk blouse, and a low moan escapes my lips. I pull my skirt up, parting my legs slightly and run a finger over the crutch of my slightly damp knickers, I really need to touch myself, so I lift myself up enough to pull my knickers down to my hips, I then roll them down my thighs, finally stepping out of them before picking them up and hiding them in my handbag.
With my skirt still up on my thighs, I now sit showing a hint of the black stocking tops, opening my legs a bit more, I'm able to touch my smooth pussy lips.
The thought of what I was doing in public made me feel so horny, as I look out of the window and my excitement increases as I realise, we are passing a lightly built up area. I know we're travelling too fast for anyone to see me, but I like the idea that they might.
The sliding doors open, it’s the conductor, “Tickets please” he shouts, I quickly withdrawing my hand and reach for my bag, as I rummage around trying to find my ticket my knickers fall to the floor just as he reached my seat, his eyes travel over the length of my legs feasting on my stocking tops, I look him straight in the eye as I pass him my ticket, he punches the little green card before passing it back to me, touching my hand as he does, “Thank you” he said giving a quick wink as he makes his way down the carriage.
I am now so damned horny I again spread my legs, a little wider this time, with my hand sliding up the inside of my thigh, my expert fingers find my clit, I can feel how moist I am as I push my fingers into me, a whimper escapes my lips, I start to slowly circle my fingers around, God, I am so wet and my pussy is aching for cock.
My breathing falters as I am suddenly aware of voices getting closer. I try to look normal as the conductor passes my seat with the other passenger, from what I could make out the conductor had upgraded this passenger's ticket to first class……. What a result!!!! I smile and give the conductor a nod as he leaves the carriage.
I'm now so horny as I'm totally alone, I lean my back against the window lifting my leg to rest on the opposite seat, my thighs and naked pussy are now on full view, moving my hand down to stroke myself slowly, I brush against my pulsating clit, which sends tingles throughout my body, I am so engrossed in what I am doing that I don’t hear the sliding doors open.
"God you look so sexy like that” said a man's voice, I look up to see the conductor standing there,
“Can I taste you?" he asks and he lowers himself to his knees
“Mmmmm please do” I reply,
I feel my pussy contract in anticipation of what he is about to do. With a long slow lick, he tongues my pussy, slowly parting my lips with his thumbs, I feel a finger slide inside me swiftly followed by another, his tongue continues to lick, he briefly touches my clit with the tip of his tongue , causing me to give out a long low horny moan.
He stops and I open my eyes, he stands and takes my hand, pulling me out of my seat, he turns and takes me to the seats with table a couple of rows down, he lifts my skirt up to reveal my arse then pushes me down onto the table,
I hear him unzip his flies, I can feel his hard cock is bounce against my cheeks as its released from his trousers, he spreads my legs apart and rubs his fingers along my pussy lips opening them up, giving my highly aroused clit a quick flick, I moan
"Fuck me, just fuck me”
He doesn't need telling twice, with his throbbing cock at the entrance to my wet pussy, we both moan as he pushes into me, my pussy grips him as he slides in and out, he really is rock hard. Grabbing my hips, he increases his speed as he fucks me harder, his balls are slapping against the top of my thighs, I am so wet that our fucking makes real squelching noises and even that is horny.
I squeeze hard, making myself tight for him and that feeling does it for me. I scream out.
"Oh God, I'm coming"
I whimper as he jerks and pushes into me as he empties his load of hot, horny cum into my pussy. I collapse onto the table, breathless as I suck every last drop of spunk from his balls.
I can hardly speak but manage to say, in between breaths,
"Oh God, that was so good".
We quickly pull ourselves together and tidy up as best we can, then George turns to me, smiling, and says, "You're a very naughty girl, I wasn't expecting to see you again until weekend”.
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