Cum Over My Tights

Life is returning to normal, and people who can't work from home are returning to their daily journey to work. That includes me.  The train companies are desperate to use as few coaches as possible, while ramming as many folk in them as they can, and as a result, it's like being a sardine in a tin in there. I'm wedged against a door at my front, a wall on my right side, and the back of a woman on my left... ...and behind me is you.  The train jerks and sways and I feel you pressing against me, accidentally, I'm sure, but I can feel what I think might be your hardening cock between my bum cheeks. How naughty! The next time you press I squeeze my bum cheeks...not hard...not hard to prevent your cock nestling between them, but just enough to hold it for a second or two. We keep this up until there is no doubt in my mind I have you fully hard behind me.  Then I feel your fingers on my bum. You're stroking me over my skirt and exploring down the back of my thighs....hey...wait...you're not exploring at all, you're slowly lifting my skirt up! You cheeky bastard! Then I feel your fingers on my tights. Your hand roams around and I know you're trying to work out what style of panties I'm wearing. Well, you're out of luck....you see today, I'm not wearing any! Just the tights.  I feel your fingers scrabbling around, pinching a little, tugging until I feel a slight rip. Then a much bigger rip and you tear my tights from crotch to waistband. Mmmmm. I love that feeling! Your fingers worm their way between my legs to my cunt. Yes, I know I'm wet. I was wet when I woke up this morning, but you ripping my tights has just made me feel like I'm being forced...one of my favourite sexual fantasies...and I suppose I am!  I feel your fingers withdraw and I mewl if frustration. I was enjoying that. Then your hand comes round my waist and I feel something much bigger, much fatter between my legs. Your cock! You're too tall to get inside me but having you rub between my legs and against my clit is divine. Your hand is now up under my top and caressing my left boob. No, no bra today either. It's your lucky day....and mine too. I feel movement. Your cock isn't between my legs any more. Instead it's pressing against my bum hole. Maybe if ai lean forward a little? I can feel how wet your cock is, and my cunt has made your shaft slipper as fuck. Ideally we should use some lube, but that isn't going to happen. Push! Push you fucker!  I will myself to open....to take you and my mind wins out. You press slowly up my arse and we let the swaying train do the rest. I reach down at the front and rub my clit through my tights while you bum fuck me.  You lean in so your mouth is by my ear. "I'm going to cum up your bum....is that ok?" I nod, wondering if I can not scream with pleasure when I cum....which is about to happen. (Both in the fantasy and here in real life.)  I feel you push deep...holding perfectly still until......pulse....pulse....pulse...and I know youre cumming up my bum. I cum along with you.    We don't even look at each other when we leave the train. You walk briskly on ahead, as if nothing has happened.  I feel like you're still inside me and I smile as I recall every sensation of our encounter. My mind taps me on the shoulder and says "You know, you've just been raped on a train, don't you?" A broad grin etches across my face and I reply out loud. "Oh yes....and I'd do it again in a heartbeat."