I’m in England visiting some Uni friends. England sure has changed! The transport system was poor back then, with trains that were nowhere near big enough for the numbers of passengers, and it’s gotten worse since then. I flew into Gatwick, and took the so-called Gatwick Express to London. Express? Damn...I could have walked faster! Also,it was rammed solid with people, which only made it better...as you will see.....
I’ve read stories of women having sexual encounters with strangers, and they turn me on a lot. We were packed in like sardines in a can and there was nowhere to move to. I had two young girls in front of me up against the door, and was surrounded by guys. now and then, when the train jolted, I felt them press against me, and one guy in particular, I’m sure had a hard on. When the PA system told us our speed would be restricted owing to some asshole who was apparently walking on the tracks, we just rumbled on, real slow, swaying and jolting. Thats when my mind took over. To begin with, the couple of girls in front of me took my attention. Both were in school uniforms, but both were taller than me, and I figured they must be about 17, maybe 18. I took in the navy blazers, the blu and white stripped shirts, the dark blu tie with school crest, and the checked skirts. Below were dark sheer pantyhose. I wondered if either or both of them were wearing panties? I wondered if their pussies were visible through the sheer material. Maybe they had dared each other to go without panties that day. Then again, maybe they were fully dressed after all. But then, if they were, maybe they were nicely wet. Were they friends? Or maybe they were special friends? I began to wonder when they last masturbated. Did they do each other? All this got me nicely horny, and I felt myself getting wet as usual. The guy behind me was touching against my ass constantly now, and my attention focused on him. maybe he would lift my skirt up and touch my ass. If he did, he would find I wasn’t wearing panties. I love being naked under a skirt or dress. Maybe he would stroke my ass, and then, maybe, he’d work a finger between my butt cheeks and finger me from behind. I let myself enjoy the imaginary feeling before wondering if he could slip his dick into me like that? He’d have to bend his knees to get the angle right, and he’d surely be seen by those around him, but hey, maybe they’d take turns too! Maybe after he’d finished, the tall guy next to him would push his dick up my ass and not bother with my cunt at all. By now, my clit was throbbing and I was aching to masturbate. I allowed myself a gentle rub over my mound through my skirt. One of the schoolgirls saw me and smiled. My attention was back on them now. Maybe one of them would like to reach up my skirt from the front. She would find my naked cunt, and she’d find it really wet too. Maybe, maybe she’d let me feel her up at the same time. I touched myself again, allowing my fingertips to press further between my legs. She couldn’t miss the fact I was touching myself up. Damn, that guy behind me! Oh, please let him be doing this deliberately! I knew now I could feel his erect cock against my ass cheeks. Maybe I could make him cum in is pants? I pressed back the next time the train really swayed and I felt it slip against my ass crack, so I squeezed. He pulled back, but I think the damage was done, because I heard him grunt. At Victoria Station, we piled out of the train, and I followed the girls through the ticket barrier and then I found the rest room. I didn’t bother sitting down, I just leaned back against the cubicle wall, held my skirt up and Jilled myself off. I was thinking of the girl, talking her hand, placing it between my legs, and finally, I imagined looking at her virgin pissy through pantyhose that glistened slightly with her wetness. Im spending ten days in Cambridge before flying home. I have a secret agenda though. There is a guy who is now a senior lecturer in the medical school. He was just starting out as a tutor when he taught me ionising radiation, but now he is a PhD and very highly thought of. We.....well....we came close to a student/teacher sexual relationship, but not quite. The closest we got was a quick kiss and grope at the May ball.....poor guy was terrified I’d report him. I would have fucked his brains out on a pint in the Backs while the entire University watched! My plan is to seduce him and this time go all the way...among other things. Catching up with friends.....drinking way more than is good for me....and.....well, I plan on being something of a slut while I’m here!
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