A Train Journey (2/2)

The journey continued. As did the two women who kept on covertly pleasuring themselves. My dick was so hard by now and I was leaking pre-cum.

Shortly afterwards, the ticket examiner came to check everyone's tickets. As everyone fished out their tickets, they had to change their positioned. The lady used this opportunity well. Just before sitting back down, she grabbed her jeans by the waist and pulled it hard as up as it would go. The seam was now well placed in her sensitive area. She sat down and camped her right foot over the left with some visible force.

The girl too was now sitting down with her right leg crossed over her left. She had placed the bottom edge of her hardcover novel on her middle. She held it there firmly pressed with her left hand. Her right hand was resting on the pages. She was taking forever to turn the pages now. The book bounced rhythmically as she clenched and un-clenched her thighs. Her eyes were in a dreamy state. Sometimes she stared at the book and at others she vacantly looked out of the window. She took a few glances around the compartment too, to check if she was being observed. I managed to look away just before she could catch me. Now confidentenough, her squeezing continued unabashed. She switched her legs a couple of times through her performance.

The lady's actions were not so noticeable. She had her thighs firmly clasped together and her jeans were really pulled up into her. She was rocking both her legs left and right in conjunction with the train's movement. This made the seam of her jeans move ever so slightly. The movements were very minute but they were at exactly the right spot. Her hands were crossed right under her breasts. She was using her right hand to tickle her nipple through her top. Her eyes were closed. She pretended to sleep.

About half an hour remained in the journey. The girl was clearly restless by now. She seemed agitated. She had had enough of gentle self teasing. She needed a release. I just hoped that she would not go to the toilet to finish off and wished that she finished to completion in the compartment itself. Alas she uncrossed her legs. I thought it was over and she was going off to the toilet. But thankfully, I was wrong. She twisted herself so that her right shoulder rested on the window and left on the seat. She was now half facing me. She moved her hips forward and took a slumped position. She crossed he right foot over the left. As she did so, she also slid her right hand between her legs. It looked like she was assuming a relaxing position to sleep. But she was not going to sleep. I knew that well by now. she placed her hand such that her knuckle was right over her clit. She put in her headphones and closed her eyes. She started swinging her leg. Each swing was accompanied with a firm clenching of her thigh and abrasion between her knuckle and clit. She was going for it. Within two minutes her actions had become faster and faster. Her breathing had quickened, her breasts moving up and down with each inhalation and exhalation. Her face had become flushed. And with aone last tight squeeze her body shuddered, she leaned forward and covered her face with her hair. She sat like this for ten seconds then straightened herself up, uncrossed her legs and sat back naturally. She had a satisfied look on her face. Unaware that I had seen every bit of her action, she was totally oblivious to the fact of how much enjoyable she had made my journey.

The lady's eyes were still closed, her legs still clenched. But I could not wait for her. I immediately made my way to the train's bathroom somehow hiding the tent in my pants. I came back ten minutes later as satisfied as the girl. On the way back, the lady crossed me as she was headed where I had been. I gave her a slight smile and she returned it to me.