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By (user no longer on site) OP   
over a year ago

I'd been doing this journey for three weeks now, and as anyone from the morning commute knows the train is always packed like sardines.

Same platform, same lack of seats, same faces, same armpits in the short people's faces.

But today something was different.

The petite blonde who always wore the trousers suit wasn't there.

Bit of a shame really, because she was the right height for me to look down and cop a good eyeful of tits.

Her nipples were dark and her bra badly fit, it was a cup size to big so I saw everything, including the glint of a piercing.

I was annoyed, she wasn't there, instead some girl in a baseball cap, zipped up hoodie and knee length skirt got on the train.

I was looking forward to seeing what badly fitting bra she was going to wear today.

As normal the train was packed full, I leant back against the door, the next few stations wouldn't be on that side.

The train rattled and bumped on the tracks and Miss Baseball Cap leaned against me, mumbling an apology.

I felt a hand on my leg, a soft touch that started to get me hard as it slid from my thigh to my crotch.

Miss Baseball Cap leaned harder against me and my errection was painfully nudging the small of her back.

The hand stroking me through the fabric of my trousers, running along the shaft and cupping my balls.

The train began to slow as it pulled into Battersea.

As the doors opposite me opened Miss Baseball Cap got off with two dozen others and I had to quickly put my jacket over my arm and covering the noticeable bulge of my cock.

The doors closed and my train carried on its journey.

It seemed like the commute wasn't going to be so bad after all, and I didn't mind missing the other woman's generous view if Miss Baseball Cap was going to be on the train tomorrow...

Tbc

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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago

I hope she is

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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago

I commute into town everyday and have dreamt of this myself

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By (user no longer on site) OP   
over a year ago

The next morning it was raining pretty heavily and I only had one rain coat, the sort you only wear in winter, thickly padded with a ton of pockets.

I'd never really liked this particular coat, the zip on it was "sporty" and could be undone from both top and bottom.

So, there I was on the usual platform at the usual time with all the usual people.

Including Miss Baseball Cap, her cap pulled low and the string on the hood pulled pretty tight.

Her legs were plastered by the rain, a pair of black tights utterly drenched, though she wore heels this morning, only a couple of inches but it was different to the sneakers from the day before.

The train pulled in a few minutes later than usual with an apologetic announcement saying that due to the weather the train would be running slower than usual.

We all crammed on, wet, umbrellas closed and causing a small stream as the train moved out.

Once again she was in front of me, and with each bump and rumble she pushed against me, again the apology same as yesterday and then hidden by the noise of squealing wheels on the track a hand fumbled with my sporty zip and then slid across my crotch once again.

It was then I realised that with her heals on my aching cock was pushing against her ass.

With each bump of the train, as others were jostled alongside us, she pushed my hard-on against her ass cheeks, sliding down ever so slightly and wanking me off with her ass.

I can't explain how fucking glad I was for the slower train, thank-you British weather!

With still about ten minutes until Battersea station I felt her move away just a fraction, and her hand slid to my trouser zip and eased it down.

I was still tucked into my boxers as I felt her hand start to stroke me off again. Slow movements but a firm grip wrapped around the shaft.

The train slowed to a stop as the conductor or driver called across the tannoy about a signal failure.

The hand unwrapped and slid into the front of my boxers, the button undone with a casual movement.

I felt the smooth hand wrap around my cock again and she moved a little, her skirt lifted at the back.

She stroked me off against the smooth but damp fabric of her tights and the train started up again. I

For a couple more minutes she jerked me off before stopping before I could cum on her hand and tights.

My cock was slid back in to my trousers, my coat zipped back up just as the train slowly pulled into Battersea.

Again the train began to empty out and Miss Baseball Cap got off along with the rest.

I was instantly checking the next days weather on my phone, hoping for more rain..

Less than ten percent chance of rain.

Damn...

Tbc

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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago

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By *hocko87Man
over a year ago

dublin

OMG so fucking horny luv that to happen to me .

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By *rishman30Man
over a year ago

belfast

yum

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By *teviem40Man
over a year ago

stoke

You lucky git

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By *cotFit4funMan
over a year ago

Kettering

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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago

Great story. Intrigued to see where this goes

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By *ick manMan
over a year ago

longford

Very good

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By *aughtycplStokeCouple
over a year ago

Stoke-on-Trent

Great story, would love to hear more

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By *erkshire ladMan
over a year ago

Tadley

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By *ixon bearCouple
over a year ago

same where

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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago

Nice

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By *ob2Man
over a year ago

dungannon

mmmm great story

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By (user no longer on site) OP   
over a year ago

The next morning I made sure that the boxers I wore didn't have a button on them, easier for her to get into I figured.

Imagine then my disappointment as I trotted down the last few stairs and saw Miss Badly Fitting Bra.

Her blouse undone the usual top couple of buttons, barely an inch heel on her shoes, paper cup from the coffee stand on the platform and talking to some guy I'd not seen before.

The train arrived as usual, people got on as usual, faces and armpits all doing their usual thing.

The train started with a jolt and the paper cup crashed against the guy's jacket and shirt, much to my amusement.

She was full of apologies, joked about perhaps it was a sign not to get that coach she gets...

He wasn't amused however, and put a call through to his office saying he was going to be late as he needed to collect some stuff from the dry cleaners.

At the first station stop he got off, face still like thunder.

The train jostled along again and for a moment I felt a hand slide across my thigh and crotch.

No...

"oh, sorry... I didn't realise my handbag had slipped.."

Miss Badly Fitting Bra said half turning to me, looking up as she spoke.

Her face absolutely blank of any recognition.

Not even a sly twinkle in her eyes.

It wasn't her. She wasn't Miss Baseball Cap.

The rest of the journey was unremarkable, she got off at Battersea station, and I think I saw someone in a hoody with a baseball cap on in the rush of bodies on the platform.

Tbc

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By *ob2Man
over a year ago

dungannon

mmmmm great

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By *teviem40Man
over a year ago

stoke

Hope the next train arrives soon lol

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By *ceman619Man
over a year ago

Sunderland

Very nice

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By *hocko87Man
over a year ago

dublin

A aah what no fun today

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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago

Oh keep going it's fantastic

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By *ragsterMan
over a year ago

Blackburn

Mmmmmm

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By (user no longer on site) OP   
over a year ago

Somehow I managed to get to the station a little earlier than usual and I saw Miss Badly Fitting Bra sat on a bench chatting with Mr Coffee Shirt.

I walked past them down the platform past my usual spot, and a carriage length further down.

As nice as her tits were I wasn't in the mood for the dissapointment this morning.

The tannoy rambled on about delays and apologies before the train arrived.

Despite being different faces the usual morning ritual of cramming on occurred, but before the doors could close a final passenger got on board.

She pressed through the scrum, slipping into the gap in front of me.

Baseball Cap down low, hood from her jacket still on over the cap.

A paper cup held close to her face, pointing away from me as usual.

The train had barely begun to slowly move before I felt a hand slide straight to my zip, pulling my already hard cock out.

She finished her coffee, putting the cup in the bin, twisting a little to do so.

Her now free hand slid to her side.

A casual looker might think it was in her hoody pocket.

I felt her lift her skirt again, expecting tights I was surprised by the sudden feeling of lacey knickers rubbing on my cock.

With a casualness she pulled them aside just enough for my cock in her other hand to slide in between her cheeks.

With each bump and jostle of the train she slid my cock between her cheeks wanking me off against her lacey undies and butt hole.

As the announcement for Battersea came across the tannoy she rode a little higher, she must have been on tiptoe and I could feel the tension of her ring tight against my cock, my precum lubing her up a little.

The train came to its slow juddering stop before I could cum in her knickers and over her asshole.

She quickly tucked me away, and I had just enough time to put my jacket over my nearly exploding cock, covering my noticeable errection.

With the others she disembarked and was gone, lost in the crowd.

Tbc

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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago

Loving it

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By *teviem40Man
over a year ago

stoke

Hope the next train is an express one lol

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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago

Sorry about this..... However nothing you're doing today matters anymore! This tale must be told and it must be now!

Awesome story

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By *argaryen starkCouple
over a year ago

pinxton

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By *ob2Man
over a year ago

dungannon

mmmm so horny

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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago

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By (user no longer on site) OP   
over a year ago

Friday, final day of my working week.

And most importantly five days since I last cum.

Yesterday was difficult, having been wanked off right up to her hole and the sudden stop stop of it all.

With my cock jostling against the fabric of my boxers.

Any bloke will tell you that once you get close to the edge it's pretty hard not to shoot your load.

Yesterday was no exception I can assure you.

But today I managed to get to the station again a little earlier than usual.

One thing your have to love about the British train is that it rarely runs on time.

Again I walked past Mr Coffee Shirt, though Miss Badly Fitting Bra wasn't with him this morning.

It was warm given the time of day and the train would be sweltering this morning.

But it was Friday, and that meant casual dress day. Apparently it's good for moral.

Miss Baseball Cap was already waiting at the platform edge as I walked along.

Hood down I could finally see some of her face.

Light tanned, neutral toned lipstick, her hair was all bunched up under the hat, but I could see the light brown roots at the back.

A stark contrast to the blond with the badly fitting bra.

Her hoody was still mostly done up, but she wore a free flowing knee length skirt, a mixture of flowery designs dotted about on it.

Heels. Four inches I guessed this morning, but the soles of her shoes were also a couple inches thick raising her up taller than usual.

The tannoy called out about a delay, and then a cancellation to the usual service.

The audible groan from the other platform residents barely suppressed.

Five minutes later than usual a different train pulled in, it was already busy but somehow we managed to get what I saw as our normal spot.

Despite how packed together everyone was i was still surprised when the hand undone my zip and began to wank me off.

Her hand slid to her side and her skirt lifted enough for her to push my cock against her knickers, they to slid to one side as she pushed the tip of my cock right to her hole.

As as I slid between her cheeks I felt a solid resistance, a butt plug?

She moved forward ever so slightly and eased it out before taking the tip of my hard cock into the pre widened hole.

I felt the warmth of her spreading along my cock as she slid back and forth, teasing my cock barely inside her tightening asshole.

Easing a hand of my own down from the overhead bar I took a handful of butt check and squeezed it before easing to one side, opening her up a little more before taking hold again of the overhead bar.

The train squealed and rattled hard on the tracks, people jostled hard from side to side.

My cock pushed deeper into her arse and she coughed a little, stifling a gasp of air.

As the train went slowly once more we found a comfortable rhythm, station after station rattled by as my cock ploughed into her over and over.

Surrounded as we were by people neither of us could resist such a slow fuck.

The tannoy announced that the next stop was Battersea, but I wasn't ready to cum, I placed a hand on her shoulder and she seemed to understand.

As the train pulled in to the station she normally got off at she stayed in place, pushing back on my cock with small movements no one would really notice.

The train didn't really empty out like normal, as some got off others got on.

The doors closed and the train started moving again.

My cock, having been teased all week by the stranger decided enough was enough, and with a shudder I spunked hard into her asshole.

We remained joined there like that for a few more minutes, my cock still hard and inside her before she slowly eased forward.

As my cock came out of her and rubbed against her lacey knickers I came again, over her ass cheek and knickers which she quickly pulled back into position before sliding my damp and sticky cock back into my looser trousers, zipping me up then sliding her hand to her mouth.

To a casual observer she might look like she was yawning but I saw her lick a little spunked from the palm of her hand as she turned her head towards me a little.

The train pulled into Victoria, twenty minutes later than I normally arrived.

I'd have to skip my morning coffee and head straight to the office I realised.

Miss Baseball Cap however I saw stop and order a large coffee before the crowds got between us.

You wouldn't have guessed that in one pocket of her hoody she had a plug, and that at that moment she had a weeks worth of my hot cum deep in her arse.

Tbc

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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago

I had to go into my car at work to read this. Awesome read!!

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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago

Jus shot a load in the back of my van reading this

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By *ob2Man
over a year ago

dungannon

mmmmm lovely

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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago

Hope it continues

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By *teviem40Man
over a year ago

stoke

Really loving this story more please

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By (user no longer on site) OP   
over a year ago

The other great thing about Fridays besides the casual dress code was it meant an early finish followed by a few rounds with others from the same department.

So there we were, seven of us, all with a drink chatting round the table when one of the girls, Jodi a tall girl, easily the same height as me, topping out at six one without heels and long black hair that spoke of middle eastern family ties turned to the only other female at the table, Okeye who had nearly black skin and hair pulled back in braids.

"So, you hear about Adriana in the Battersea office?"

My ears pricked at the mention of Battersea, under the table my cock twitched and slowly hardened. I had to sit forward to hide the sight.

"No.. What's she gone and done now?"

"Her ex tried it on with her on the train. She chucked her coffee all over him. He kept staring at her tits.."

The two woman curled over laughing, I stifled a smile.

I'd seen plenty of her tits for the last three weeks before this.

To be fair she did have nice tits and I've wanked off thinking about them a few times.

After another round of drinks we called it a day, Jodi and Okeye heading off together to catch a bus whilst I went to the train station.

Thinking about her tits I paid the fee for the toilets, closing the cubicle door and unzipping my trousers.

My cock was already hard and I slowly pulled back exposing the tip.

I spat on my "off hand" and started to wank off, thinking about Adriana sitting on the seat in front of me, her blouse undone and her tits clearly to small for her bra.

For a few minutes I tossed off but I couldn't cum, I was to spent from leaving a weeks worth of spunk in Miss Baseball Caps ass.

Somewhat frustrated I tucked myself away and readjusted my jacket to cover the bulge.

Flushing, washing hands and heading off I walked past the coffee stall I last saw her this morning I waited for the train to pull up and managed to get a seat to myself.

I must have dozed for some of the journey back because I was suddenly aware of the train pulling up at the station I get off at each evening.

Past the seats where Miss Badly Fitting Bra, Adriana, and her ex, Mr Coffee Shirt, were the other day chatting away.

Up the stairs and reached for my oyster card.

Not there.

I panicked, patting down all my pockets.

"Excuse me.."

There just behind me was Miss Badly Fitting Bra.

"You left your oyster wallet on the seat. With your travel mug."

She handed them both to me, I muttered a thanks.

Out of the station it hit me.

I don't own a travel mug.

I opened it up and there inside was a pair of bright purple lacey knickers staring up at me with a prodigious amount of spunk staining them.

I turned and looked at the bus stop.

Adriana was there, a pair of four inch heeled two inch soled shoes, a flowery skirt, the white blouse she usually wore undone on the top couple of buttons and a hoody folded over one arm.

My face must have said it all.

The woman I'd been sharing a bus journey with each morning, whose darkly nippled breasts I'd stared at most mornings, was the same person who had all this week been teasing my cock before taking it in her arse and letting me cum inside her.

Now that I looked at her it should have been obvious, her hair was brown at the roots but faded to blond after a couple inches, she was the same height.

I nodded a thanks to her.

"Wouldn't want to forget this. It holds a good amount."

"I prefer mine hot and well brewed" She smiled in return.

Oh she had it hot alright, and she'd spent a week making sure I was brewed just right for her..

Fin

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By *teviem40Man
over a year ago

stoke

Shane there's no more to cum in this story really enjoyed it cheer buddy

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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago

Fantastic,,,

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By *eeker of pleasureMan
over a year ago

manchester

damm this so hot and well told in a word wow

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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago

Ooh,very good! I liked this story.

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By *earlaitCouple
over a year ago

dublin

Why didn't you ask her to marry you !!!!! Lol!!!

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By *ood tongue!!!Man
over a year ago

harwich

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By *ixon bearCouple
over a year ago

same where

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By *hocko87Man
over a year ago

dublin

That was a very good read

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By *illupMan
over a year ago

Stoke-on-Trent

excellent thank you

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over a year ago

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By (user no longer on site) OP   
over a year ago

Many thanks to those who enjoyed this one.

Got some more lined up later featuring Jodi...

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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago


"Many thanks to those who enjoyed this one.

Got some more lined up later featuring Jodi... "

Will keep an eye out for it

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By *eeky goodnessMan
over a year ago

Worcester

Absolutely brilliant! Horniness overload so well written

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By *r ed300Man
over a year ago

bradford

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By *cotFit4funMan
over a year ago

Kettering

Terrific

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