On t\The Tube

London in the summer is sticky. The trip to work on the tube is uncomfortable. Bodies press together, sweat gathers on your forehead and elsewhere. There's no air. If you're feeling horny and not had much action for a while, it can create other problems! I find myself looking a lustfully at other people. Imagining them with their partners. I check out men's bodies and their bulges, I check out the women too, I have always been bi-curious but never quite had the courage to act on it. I find myself getting wet sometimes, imagining people around me having sex with their partners or masturbating. We all do it, right?! A few days ago I was on a particularly hot and packed tube and a woman next to me was reading on her Kindle. She was pretty: big brown eyes, a low cut dress and a curvy body. I was standing very close to her and realised that she was reading some sort of erotica. I could read little bits of text like 'I thrusted against his mouth' and 'his hard cock was throbbing in my hand'. I thought she was very brave to read this in such a packed carriage and obviously very horny too! I imagined how wet she was getting and I got really turned on. We were packed in so tight our bodies were actually touching. Then she got off the tube (and maybe got off wherever she was headed!) I have fantasised about it since. I imagine moving up even closer and snaking my arm around her body. Reaching to hold on and brushing over her big boobs. Letting my hand stroke up and down her body, seeing if she will let me (she was facing the door so maybe I could get away with nobody seeing). As she responded, pressing back against my body, I let my hand move down her short dress to her leg. I feel her stiffen. Then I slide my hand up her leg and into her knickers. She tightens and moans almost inaudibly as my fingers run over her mound, then inside her pussy. I guess at her being shaven. Now she moves back so that her hand is feeling between my legs too, feeling the outline of my pussy. My fingers move to her clit and she shudders slightly. It seems to inspire her, because, as my heart jumps, her hand has fond its way up my skirt and she is stroking me through my panties. I start to rub her for real now, doing it like I do to my own clit, up and down, round and round. She slips her hand into my knickers now, I wonder what she will make of my light smattering of pubes, her fingers are dancing around my clit, I think she has done this before. We are entwined almost, rubbing each other's pussies in a very public place, hardly daring to breathe. Rubbing faster now, bucking slightly together, surely someone will notice but we don't care. We are cumming together hard, her still reading the dirty scene and me breathing in her ear heavily as I read it in her shoulder. She gets off, then she gets off. I never see her again.