I had a night out in London but had to get the last train
home so it wasn't much of a late one, but still a fun night. The train was pretty empty, but some guys who
were also out clubbing got on and sat in my booth even though there was plenty
of free spaces. I had a short black
skirt on so had to be "lady like" and try and keep my knickers off of
show. They were ok lads, probably early
20s, and as I chatted to them I could see their eyes shamelessly all over me, staring
at my boobs and my short skirt.
Most of them got off at the first stop but one guy was going
on to the next stop so he came to sit beside me. As we chatted he would occasionally grip his
cock through his loose trousers, re-arranging it then letting it alone, but I
could see the shape of it quite well.
"Can't you leave that alone?" I teased him. I reached out and ran my finger up and down
its length and he seemed to like that. I
looked around to make sure no-one was close enough to see, then ran two fingers
either side of his shaft. I could feel
it grow and push out against the cloth of his trousers. He put his hand on my thigh and pulled it
toward him, so I responded by slightly opening my legs, exposing my knickers to
him.
I pushed his cock down with the palm of my hand and slowly rubbed
it up and down him. Checking again
no-one was looking I undid his flies and slipped my hands into his boxers and
gripped his cock with my hand. Wrapping
my fingers around his warm shaft I continued wanking him off. He moved his fingers toward my knickers but I
told him he could just watch, and pulled them aside to expose my pussy to him,
and I let him fondle my boobs too. It
didn't take too long before I could feel his cock pulsing in my hand, almost
beating as he pumped jet after jet of cum into his boxers. When he was done he re-arranged himself then
talked a bit more until we got to his stop.
He gave me his number but I doubt I'll use it, I have bigger cocks on tap
:)
