williamcope
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Dear All,
I do hope you like this. Comments, suggestions, welcome.
Will
He had to run for the train, and when he finally sat down he was panting and a little sweaty.
It was the 9pm train down from Newcastle and already it was dark outside and the train lights lit up the platform as they began to pull away. He'd run up to the last carriage for the quiet - hating the personal stereos and inane mobile phone conversations that otherwise would disturb his reading.
Regaining his breath, he removed his book from his bag and stood up to put it in the rack. Then he saw her, sitting in the next group of seats, an airline pair behind his table. She had dark hair with a curl to it, worn up at the back. Her eyes were bringht and curious, and looked steadily straight at him. No embarrassed looking away, she just held his eyes in hers when they met, and slowly raised the corners of her long and very kissable mouth to a smile.
'Bit sweaty' she said.
He was reaching up at the time she said it, and embarrassed at his exposed armpits. "Sorry" he replied. I was late for the train…
"don't worry, I rather like it." And with that, she returned her eyes to the book.
They sat without saying anything for 20 minutes or so as the train thrust into the night. The reguar rhythm and the night rushing by the windows raising the chemicals in his mind. He always thought about sex on the train, just couldn't help it.
He closed his eyes and face of the woman behind him seemed drawn in lovely charcoal etching on the back of his eyelids.
"Tea"
He opened his eyes.
Sorry - I didn't see that you were dozing. I do hope I didn't disturb any nice dreams…
Er. No. he said. And the image of her unbuttoning her blouse whispered across his mind.
I'm going anyway - want me to bring some back for you?
Yes - that would be lovely he said. Thankyou.
She walked past, and he watched her bottom as she weaved through the seats. Suddenly she turned, as if she knew he'd be staring and he was sure his face coloured at being caught. But then she smiled that lovely smile again and moved on.
When she came back with the tea she put both cups on his table, and said "mind if I join you? there's an hour to go to London and no one else in the carriage…
It crossed his mind as she shuffled in opposite him that there was no reason to point out that the carriage was otherwise empty. Unless she meant to point out that it wasn't that she liked him - just that there was no one else to talk to.
Thanks very much for the tea, he said. Just what I needed - here's a pound.
No problem, she said - refusing the money with a quick shake of her hair, you can get the next one… she paused slightly, before adding, "then I can watch your arse as you walk up the carriage".
He gagged slightly on the tea. And she giggled.
Sorry. I've made you go very red…
That's ok - I guess I deserve it he said.
I don't mind really, especially as the way you coloured when I caught you looking was so cute. Just like now.
That only raised the colour more of course. I'm really sorry - I just, well. You know.
I know, she said. You wanted to see if you fancied my arse. Well did you?
This was too much.
I'm not going to say he said… colouring again.
Well maybe you'lll return the favour?
Sorry?
Return the favour…
What do you mean.
Stand up, so I can take a look at yours.
Now he was flustered. He couldn't very well refuse, but he also had the problem that he was getting slightly aroused.
Are you serious, he said. Buying time.
Please - stand up for me.
He put down the tea. And stood up.
Turn round, away from me.
He did so.
Now, bend slightly forward…
Again, he didn't really know what to do, other than to do what was asked. He was also conscious that his penis was growing with arousal at the idea of this woman inspecting his bum
Now, turn half way back she said…
He wasn't sure about this one, and began to speak
But she silenced him by saying - and stand up straight!
Again, he did so. Now feeling strange butterflies inside, and it made his erection surge.
I just want to see how far it sticks out…
He turned to face her now, and sat down.
Well? He said…
Not bad. You're all red again, sorry!
No problem.
"So, is it the train or me that causes the arousal".
A question far too blunt for him. Once again, he didn't quite know what to say…
Don't worry she said. Just nod - do you like being told what to do sometimes?
He looked at her. And was about to speak when she said, just nod, or shake your head.
He nodded, almost imperceptively.
She smiled. Don't worry. So do I sometimes. But not now when I have you here.
Look - and she lifted her blouse slightly to reveal a lovely milky midriff. Will you kiss this for me?
He was stunned… but she lowered her voice and looked straight into his eyes, and said..
Kneel under the table, and kiss my belly.
He slid down, under the table, and he found her hands were soon guiding his head up the other side. She pulled him into her midriff, and stroked his hair as he began.
He stayed for what seemed like hours, with her stroking him and whispering encouragement. Good boy, she said, good boy.
Then she began to lift her hips, raising her skirt under the table.
Now, down alittle, she said. He lowered his mouth so that his lips touched the soft lace of her knickers. His tongue flicked out, and began to taste her sweetness. She held his head in her hands, and kept talking to him - soft instructions to his tongue and again her encouragement to her 'good boy'.
Then she stopped and pulled slightly away.
Up you get, she said.
And he did… then as she straightened her skirt she said.
Now, go to the toilet out there, go in, undress your lower half, leave the door unlocked, and kneel on the floor. I'll follow.
Is that understood?
He was going to speak, but she said - just nod. And he did.
Off you go then.
He did as she said, fully aroused, his penis engourged his brain spinning and his breathing shallow and quick.
He waited what seemed like an age - but then she walked in. She didn't hurry - but instead she left the door open a few seconds before closing it behind her and walking in.
Can you pant like a dog for me?
He raised his hands and did just that as she lifted her skirt to reveal that she now had no knickers on.
She then opened her right hand held them out…
For you, she said. Stand up.
He stood - his erection now freed wobbled strangely in front of him.
She knelt in front and held the knickers for him to step in to - which was somehow humiliating in itself.
They were small and cute, and it was hard to fit them over his penis, but she pulled them up and over.
Then, quietly over the noise of the train she said - down boy!
He went down, and she lifted her skirt again, put her hand behind his head and pulled him into her, hard.
He found her lips and as she ground her pelvis against his head and adjusted the pressure with her hands behind his head, his penis began to strain and he began to move his hands up and round to her buttocks.
As he reached them, he began to stroke round them, over her lovely mounds and between her cheeks, He touched her anus and she breathed in deeply. She removed one hand from his head and reached round, tking hold of his finger and guiding it towards her arse, first placing the finger on her tight hole, and then holding his wrist and pushing it in.
As he went into her from behind, she began to climax, riding over his face and then, as the moment approached she began to urinate. Don't stop, she said, firmly, and so he kept going on her clitoris and flicking into her vulva as her liquid drained down hus face and stung his eyes. Finally she came in a gushing, bucking motion over him, pushing both his face and his hand harder inside.
She leant back against the wall. And smiled.
You've been a good boy, she said. I think you deserve a treat.
And with that, she said - stand up.
That's it.
Now, knickers to knees please.
He did so, stopping them rather comically at his knees. She reached into her handbag and took out some oil, and, after putting a generous pouring on her palm, began to touch his erection.
Now, here's the game. You tell me your favourite fantasy - include all fetishes, all details and don't miss anything out. If I think you're telling the truth I keep doing this til you cum. But if you don't keep me interested, then ….
He nodded.
And began….
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