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National Rail - Part 1

By (user no longer on site) OP over a year ago

She'd had to run to make it on time. Her breath came fast as she walks unsteadily down the aisle. Seat 54, table, by the window, facing forwards.

She hated travelling backwards on the train, there was something about the movement that made her stomach drop.

There was a Couple already seated opposite; "Sorry, can I just..."

The table is cleared, she slides up against and window, bag placed on the sear next to her, it was already crowded enough.

She could feel the fabric of the other passengers trousers on her bare legs, she tugged her skirt down wishing she had something that covered her more.

Directly opposite her was a Man, maybe in his mid 30s. He had a dark grey long-coat draped over his lap and was engrossed in his phone. His Wife, maybe Girlfriend, locked eyes with her - deep brown eyes, and there was a smile, something hidden.

"Do you mind if I sit by you?" She asked, "I hate travelling backwards."

A nod granted permission and The Woman rose from her seat and settled in next door.

It was a long ride home, from a long day, she closed her eyes and tried to sleep.

She woke up slowly, not startled, gently rising from her day dream. The Couple was still there but the train was emptier. It was dark outside now.

The Man's eyes were still on his phone but he wasn't looking at it, not really. There was sweat on his brow and he was leaning back in his chair. His coat, so nearly folded before, was ruffled and… her chest tightened. She blinked twice and looked out the window, trying to remain nonchalant, then over to The Woman by her side. It wasn't until then that she felt The Woman's leg moving next to hers, tenderly pushing up and down and grazing her thigh. The yellow pumps she had seen earlier during the seat switch were now lying on the floor and black tights disappeared under the coat…

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By *ardnreddyMan over a year ago

LIVINGSTON

Good start

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By *albec75Man over a year ago

Evesham

Loving this please keep it going

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By *ormladMan over a year ago

Kilmarnock

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By (user no longer on site) OP over a year ago

...She closed her eyes. The gentle brush on her leg continued. Up and down, she could hear the coat lifting and the faint sighs from The Man opposite. Her breath quickened. Without thinking, gingerly and almost imperceptibly, she moved her leg towards The Woman. Her thighs parted for a second and she felt a warm flush wash over her body.

The movement on her leg slowed, almost to a halt, then, she felt a hand gently rest on her thigh. She stopped breathing. Her heart was thumping but she dare not open her eyes. Her whole body tingled and her breasts grew tight as she held herself rigid.

The gentle caress started again, but now the hand on her thigh was sliding along her leg. She widened her legs, just a little further and felt the lips of her pussy, moist now, part momentarily. She held back a small gasp.

As she opened her eyes The Couple was now looking right at her. They asked without speaking and reassured without words. The Woman ceased her movement and glided out of her seat into the aisle, offering a hand. Without thinking she followed, her skirt now riding up to reveal her curves as she walked down the aisle.

The door closed and locked behind them. The Woman's manicured nails left thin white trails along her calves and thighs as they rose up her legs. Her panties were soaked now and she could feel her wet things rubbing together as they were pulled down past her ankles. They kissed, tongues touching, timidly at first but then deeper, wrapped in an embrace of lipstick and passion. The Woman's warm, soft fingers began circling the outside of her lips, gently teasing and pulling. Her clit throbbed as she begged to be touched, her nipples ached and she instinctively grabbed her breasts.

The Woman's fingers opened her up and slipped inside. At first, just one, then two - arched inside her and pulling them closer together. Her pussy was gushing now. The sound of The Woman's palm slapping against her crotch echoed around the room punctuated only by her moans.

The train jolted suddenly and she reached out to steady her shaking legs. Her wrist brushed the lock: slowly, but inexorably, the door slid open...

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By (user no longer on site) OP over a year ago

Thanks! Continued below

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By (user no longer on site) OP over a year ago

Thanks so much, part 2 of the story below

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By (user no longer on site) over a year ago

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By (user no longer on site) over a year ago

I used to love train fun often found someone to play with

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By (user no longer on site) over a year ago

Definitely enjoying this

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By *ugardadcleanerMan over a year ago

cirencester

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By (user no longer on site) OP over a year ago

Instantly, she crouched down, trying to cover her bare thighs. She grabbed for her underwear lying on the floor, still soaked with her cum. She looked up, adrenaline flooding her body and locked eyes with The Man. He stood there, alone, he looked only at her. His trousers bulged and she could already tell that his cock was rigid. He walked into the room, his hand lingering on The Woman’s cheek for just a second as she walked out and locked the door.

She was still crouching, clutching her lace briefs, by force of habit trying to cover her body; naked from the waist down. Her pussy had begun to drip, forming a small pool on the floor below her. The Man smiled and took a step forward. She rocked forward onto her knees and, with shaking hands began removing his belt as he slipped off his shirt.

His dick throbbed in her hands as she thrust it down her throat, holding him deep inside her and squirting on the floor as her gag reflex forced her to take a breath. Her tongue ran the length of his shaft and danced across his head before he pushed her back against the wall and thrust, repeatedly, down her throat, each time eliciting a moan as she came all over the floor.

Pulling her up The Man firmly lifted her against the door and slipped inside her, her cum dripping down his thighs as he filled her cunt. He tore open her shirt, and spun her around, smoothly unlatching the clasp on her bra and letting it slip to the ground. He held her close, hands clasped around her breast - she could feel his breath, coming hard across the nape of her neck. He pushed deep into her as she gasped for air and grabbed onto a railing for support, her feet slick on the linoleum floor. His hand balled in her hair and she felt her head snap back as he pulled himself still deeper inside. He shared every inch of his body until he exploded inside her. As his cock slid out, her legs weakened and she fell to the floor, exhausted. He dressed, watching her the whole time, then exited, closing the door behind him. She sat on the floor, cum still dripping from her pink aching slit as she tried to catch her breath.

When she returned to the table, they were gone. Her seat was still warm, and wet. She masturbated gently until she came again and fell asleep.

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