I hate going to London. For one thing, I am very tall and the underground trains are too short. This particular day, they were totally packed
As usual, the one bloody day I went to London it seemed half the underground wasn't working. What few trains were running were packed and I mean totally jammed. I found myself in a corner, by a door barely able to breath. I was aware of bodies all around me and it was quite erotic in a way. As the train rattled along people were jostling against each other. I saw the girl next to me, who looked quite young, very flushed and as I looked she opened her mouth into a moan and flushed. I took a look down and there was a hand between her legs! I was horny in an instant. Not least because I wished that mystery hand was mine. Then I felt it. A hand was gently squeezing my ass. I was repulsed, but also aroused. I took a look over my shoulder and stared straight into the eyes of a tall coloured man. He made no attempt to move his hand or appologise. Then I felt him work his hand under my skirt and was soon stroking my knickers. All the time he just looked at me and smiled. He worked his finger under the material and suddenly, for the first time in about five years, I had a man fingering me. He was rough, but it was really nice. I pressed back against him and then he was inside me with his thumb pressing against my ass. He was a totaly expert. Somehow, he managed to diddle my clit, finger fuck me and ease his thumb up my bum at athe same time. We didnt take our eyes off each other. He leaned in close and whispered. 'Cum, you fuckbitch'. And my floodgates opened. Holy SHIT did I cum!
Now, we were stuck on that train for a while and I can't write about what happened next.
When I got off the train I went straight to the lavatory and peeled my knickers off. They were full of his cum and I spent my day in London going around the museums with no knickers. It felt really naughty, but then I had allowed a total stranger to have his way wiht me on a train. On the way home I wondered about the girl I saw. She couldn't have been more than 16, but I found myslef thinking about her wetting up as she orgasmed. I had to go to the bathroom on the train and rub another one out.
Ah well, I think maybe I like London after all!