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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago
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“So where’s your stop?” I ask, “where’s yours?” She replies... I know this train line and I also know many little avenues off from most of the stations... the pervert in me always keeps an eye out.
“Let’s get off at the next stop” I suggest, although the way I suggested it was more domineering than a question. It’s as if she loved the command and responded straight away with a “Yes, show me the way...”
As the train rolled on there was a sudden awkward silence between us. Stupidly I always try and fill those little gaps. “Any ideas on what you’d like to do, or...” (thinking back at how commending I was before) “... shall I just take control?” I smiled.
“Well if you have to ask about taking control then will you ever really be in control?” She wisely cracks back *THE NXT STATION IS...*
I smile back “Guess you’re about to find out.” And as I stand I held my hand out and she takes it and rises. I can now see there’s a bit of a height difference between us - I’m 5’10 and she is clearly a few inches shorter - I can kiss her forehead quite easily. She’s blushing, but it’s hot so she could be flustered.
I lead her off the train and we are the only ones at the station. I walk us down a long road to where I know is a small subway and then a beautiful field set under the Surrey hills.
We chat, almost small talk “Have you done this before?” She asks “Oh I know what I’m doing. Have you?” I reply, still holding her hand. “Well not exactly... but we’ve spoken about it.”
“Will your boyfriend like it?” I ask, “We will soon find out!” She replied with determination. By this point we have entered the field and we can easily slip by the riverbank.
“Pass me your phone” I ask, and she does with a coy look, “I’m going to take some snaps for him. As you walk ahead, lift your skirt slightly”
She does and her legs are long, tanned and bare. She smiles and asks if she’s done it enough, but she hasn’t shown any bum yet
“More” I ask, and she bites her lip in a playful way as she lifts it up all the way and... no underwear? How has she managed this?! I just saw underwear not that long ago? On the train? Did I imagine it?
“Well, aren’t you full of surprises!” I ask. “Oh you didn’t see I took them off?” She asks “check your jacket pocket” she quickly adds.
There in my suit jacket, her damp thong sticks out.
“Oh you’re a bad girl” I say as I take another few photographs of her arse, and she bends and touches her toes revealing her delicate pussy, glimmering from where she is clearly excited.
I take a few more photos as my cock starts to throb, I can’t wait to see how naughty she can go.
“What next?” She asks. Apparently I had been standing there on the spot for a while, gobsmacked! “Walk over there, where those posts are, and lost the blouse...” I say in a more commanding way than before, and she’s noticed “Alright mr bossy!” And she still removed it and walks over to where I had pointed out, dropping her skirt back down and her blouse on the grass for me to collect. I leave it as I walk up behind her *click* the phone makes as I snap her in her bra. “Shall I send these?” I say, holding out the phone. She says “yes, the passcode is 2120. Go to Steve”
Within about ten seconds I had sent 5 photos to a Steve and then put the phone in my pocket.
“We could do better” I say as I rub her back, lean in against her and the tree she has positioned herself near and unclipped her bra.
I lean in for a kiss and she looks away. “No, too far. Too much.” I pull back, “well, can you use those lips elsewhere?” I ask, perhaps pushing my luck.
“I’m sure we can do a few other things before we get there.” She nods. “Get the camera ready again” she says as she lets her bra fall by her feet and she lifts her skirt up... “Keep taking photos...”
To be continued |
