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Sex on the Commuter Train

Posted by: SoloTouchArchive Author: hotnipples Posted on: 23 Apr 2004 1 comments
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I look forward to my short commute by train from college to the city as a chance to masturbate discretely, secretly in public. One afternoon my pleasant routine was interrupted by the sudden appearance of a girl, Kitty, her beautiful tits, and her lips, which eventually found their way around my cock....A pleasant hour and a half train ride brought students from my college to the heart of the big city. Mid-day the train wasn't crowded, and I was in the nice habit of picking up an erotic magazine or book before boarding the train and having a nice little session inside my pants during the ride. I should say here that I particularly like cumming in my pants. For a long summer when I was fourteen and wild about playing with myself I had to share a sleeping room with my dad, who had moved to a studio apartment in another town because of his work. I was embarrassed to make any noises at night, and so I perfected a technique of masturbating with only the slightest movement.To keep from staining the bed sheets, I would wrap the tip of my cock in Kleenex, and with subtle pressure, pinching and scratching, would bring myself to delightful but restrained orgasms over and over while scarcely moving a muscle (or actually, moving just one big muscle!). So there is a particular joy for me in holding my body still and motionless while my cock goes wild, pumping fresh cum into a wad of tissue or just my cotton underpants; it makes the abandoned thrill of orgasm that much more intense. As my cock relaxes and shrinks, I love to feel the cum and sweat between my legs, and enjoy the tender feeling of my cock, now no longer pressing hard for space, as it disappears in my jeans.So when I boarded the train one day I brought a new magazine, a pocket sized tissue pack, and looked for a free seat (I've masturbated while sitting right next to another passenger, but it's something I wouldn't want to do with just anybody, so I look for a quiet place in the train). I had stretched out, and had the beginnings of a hard-on when suddenly Kitty, a girl I knew, crashed down on the seat next to me. She was pretty hot, very wild, and very cute. She partied very hard---too hard most of the time. She had great tits (a "C" cup---I checked once during a party at her place), a good ass, medium blonde hair, and the air of a sorority slut, which is what she was, kind of. When she sat down and said "Hi" she was drunk. In a minute she'd offered me some vodka. She was pissed at her boyfriend, she said, and it was over. She walked in on him fucking another girl. That had happened before, but what pissed her off was that he blew her off. She was off to the city to party and forget about his sorry ass.We got kinda drunk kinda fast. I had lusted after Kitty before, and I felt a certain happiness that she was dumping her boyfriend. She saw my magazine, grabbed it and pretty soon we were leafing through it together checking out the tits. Kitty was red-faced and getting mock jealous every time I "wow'd" over some girls rack. I told her I could tell she had a good rack herself, but I didn't really know from experience, you know. She looked around, saw the conductor had passed on, and flashed me. "Wow!!" They were Ten's--incredibly firm, pale and round, with dark red nipples pointing to the sky!!!She covered back up and we wrestled a little over her blouse, gigglng. Then she halted everything, opened up her blouse again and pulled out her tit with her hand. "Suck me, ok?" I was all too willing. In a moment I was lost, completely lost, somewhere between her soft, warm breasts and happy as a drunk sailor! Then suddenly I was rudely and crudely pushed away and Kitty covered herself fast---the Conductor! He stopped and checked us out. He saw Kitty's bottle and was supposed to bust us, but Kitty was a fast talker and avoided the bust. The blood drained out of my cock.Kitty opened the magazine again as soon as the conductor left. We leafed through checking out more pictures, then Kitty abruptly looked up and looked around, and said, "Come with me". I might have been drunk, but I knew definitely that something really naughty was going to happen and I wasn't going to miss it. I followed Kitty down the aisle. We went down some stairs and she looked at a toilet, shook her head and walked quickly to another car. There was another toilet there, and she opened the door, smiled mischievously, and said, "Handicapped." She pulled me inside.Once the door was locked she pulled her blouse open again, snapped her bra loose, and handed me her tit for more sucking. I got lost again sucking on her huge nipples. Now I had a chance to really devour her breasts, round, firm, pale and almost perfect! I was hot and she was crazy! Kitty was fingering herself and soon her hand was ripping at her pussy, fast and hard and she fell backward a little with a slight yelp, over and over, as the "Big O" took over and left her shuddering.She opened her eyes and with a sly smile dropped to her knees and with a couple of quick moves she dropped my pants and held my cock in her hand. She looked at it for a moment, as if whetting her appetite. I'm not huge, but big enough, with a nice red circumcised tip. The tip was wet from the last hour of stimulation. "Mmmmm, nice, wet and ready." My balls were warm and soft and relaxed, and she cradled them in one hand. I saw her lips lean over my cock, and felt her warm mouth and tongue slip along the shaft as she took me deep inside. Then I don't remember hardly anything.I know that I came---big time! I remember walking weakly back to our seats, and thinking that everyone on the train must know, must see our red lips and flushed cheeks and eyes bleary from vodka and sex. Kitty left one stop ahead of me, and told me to call her next week. I stepped out into the town, blinded by the bright sunlight. The population of the city was busy with work, dressed in suits and with grim expressions they hurried past each other as if others were made of stone. I hurried, too, to my friend's apartment, hurried to lock myself in his bathroom and wet my cock with saliva and precum, and remember Kitty's throat banging against the soft tip of my cock, and feel the cum drip sticky and smooth over my hand.The next day I boarded the train again and passed the handicapped toilet. I thought of returning there once the train was moving. But soon I felt the rocking of the train and my fingers slid down between my legs for the hundredth time, and with subtle, careful pressure they awoke my sleeping cock and my pants swelled. Pushing hard on the tip through my jeans, my thighs frozen together, I felt my cock pulse hard against my thumb and felt the cum spurt through my shaft until I relaxed; my legs drifted apart and I felt the warm, wet cum drip and slide over my skin as my cock retreated and was quiet once again, for a little while, at least.