17hs constitution, like always chaos of people but like they told me a little while ago that doesn't bother me and it's true.
I go up to platform 5, first carriage, I think first door too, quite a lot of people but it's tolerable, -they saw that it always fills up a few seconds before departure.
A tall guy in a grey suit gets on behind mine, his phone rings... he answers...
From the start, I felt a slight pressure, but I didn't want to get my hopes up. 🙂
The train starts moving and the slight pressure becomes an official one.
I'm happy!
I hadn't seen the guy's face but I could feel him enormous behind me, even though I'm quite tall, he was towering over me by a head, his hand with which we shared the train handle was a big, well-groomed, prolix hand with a golden watch.
His pressure was solid, good against my back, I felt his member taking shape and heat on my Booty, I was swaying slowly to the rhythm of the train movements.
Once warmed up, the situation got better, the guy was subtle but firm.
It was so refreshing that he started to moan in my ear, which made me even hotter, his fingers were rubbing millimeterally against my hand and just that already had me on fire.
When I thought it couldn't get any better...
The skinny one lets go of the handrail and almost imperceptibly puts his hands on either side of my hip, and holds me back, his courage and audacity excited me so much that my body contracted in anticipation of what he was going to do.
For a few minutes we continued the train's sway, his hands caressing my hips, my wide and fleshy hips.
While moaning in my ear and making me shiver at the nape of my neck and my vagina getting noticeably wet.
At one point I take hold of my hips softly and adjust myself as if I were being penetrated, I lift them a bit and support his hard and hot cock between my two cheeks, I stay still, I couldn't believe the guy had the audacity to do all that... but the matter continued.
While enjoying his pressure and its moans in my ears, with my eyes closed it was biting my lip and containing my involuntary movements of pleasure.
In that moment I felt the belt unfasten...OH MY GOD!
WHAT'S GOING TO HAPPEN NOW?
Nothing...just settled in.
But only that raised my excitement two levels and my pussy caught fire!
It rose, people went down, I think some skinny guys realized our game...I didn't care, I was having a blast!
I took the handrail again, it stuck to me, one hand fell asleep on my hip and with the other it crossed with mine in the ring we shared, each subtle touch of its fingers on mine was a spasm of pleasure.
Its fingers were searching for mine, wanting me to touch them, to realize this was happening.
I let it do so, it clung to my hand, caressing it without letting go of my body...I felt contained...desired...perverse...erotic...and oh boys...very hot!
My station was approaching, we were stuck together like magnets..I didn't want to break that enchanting moment haha but I had to get back home.
Almost holding hands in that ring, it slowly pulled its body away from mine with effort and waited for me to open the door.
The door opened, but before I pressed its hand as a gesture of gratitude perhaps, and went down, without lying with the sincere longing that it would follow me...but it wasn't like that.
I never look back...out of shame capable.
And I think maybe it's better this way...what happens on the train...stays on the train.
I'm waiting for your likes, recommendations and comments!!!❤️ ❤️ ❤️THANKS FOR PASSING.
I go up to platform 5, first carriage, I think first door too, quite a lot of people but it's tolerable, -they saw that it always fills up a few seconds before departure.
A tall guy in a grey suit gets on behind mine, his phone rings... he answers...
From the start, I felt a slight pressure, but I didn't want to get my hopes up. 🙂
The train starts moving and the slight pressure becomes an official one.
I'm happy!
I hadn't seen the guy's face but I could feel him enormous behind me, even though I'm quite tall, he was towering over me by a head, his hand with which we shared the train handle was a big, well-groomed, prolix hand with a golden watch.
His pressure was solid, good against my back, I felt his member taking shape and heat on my Booty, I was swaying slowly to the rhythm of the train movements.
Once warmed up, the situation got better, the guy was subtle but firm.
It was so refreshing that he started to moan in my ear, which made me even hotter, his fingers were rubbing millimeterally against my hand and just that already had me on fire.
When I thought it couldn't get any better...
The skinny one lets go of the handrail and almost imperceptibly puts his hands on either side of my hip, and holds me back, his courage and audacity excited me so much that my body contracted in anticipation of what he was going to do.
For a few minutes we continued the train's sway, his hands caressing my hips, my wide and fleshy hips.
While moaning in my ear and making me shiver at the nape of my neck and my vagina getting noticeably wet.
At one point I take hold of my hips softly and adjust myself as if I were being penetrated, I lift them a bit and support his hard and hot cock between my two cheeks, I stay still, I couldn't believe the guy had the audacity to do all that... but the matter continued.
While enjoying his pressure and its moans in my ears, with my eyes closed it was biting my lip and containing my involuntary movements of pleasure.
In that moment I felt the belt unfasten...OH MY GOD!
WHAT'S GOING TO HAPPEN NOW?
Nothing...just settled in.
But only that raised my excitement two levels and my pussy caught fire!
It rose, people went down, I think some skinny guys realized our game...I didn't care, I was having a blast!
I took the handrail again, it stuck to me, one hand fell asleep on my hip and with the other it crossed with mine in the ring we shared, each subtle touch of its fingers on mine was a spasm of pleasure.
Its fingers were searching for mine, wanting me to touch them, to realize this was happening.
I let it do so, it clung to my hand, caressing it without letting go of my body...I felt contained...desired...perverse...erotic...and oh boys...very hot!
My station was approaching, we were stuck together like magnets..I didn't want to break that enchanting moment haha but I had to get back home.
Almost holding hands in that ring, it slowly pulled its body away from mine with effort and waited for me to open the door.
The door opened, but before I pressed its hand as a gesture of gratitude perhaps, and went down, without lying with the sincere longing that it would follow me...but it wasn't like that.
I never look back...out of shame capable.
And I think maybe it's better this way...what happens on the train...stays on the train.
I'm waiting for your likes, recommendations and comments!!!❤️ ❤️ ❤️THANKS FOR PASSING.
63 comentários - Rock's Late Afternoon
besos Misko
Lo esperaba! Me puso a full imaginando la situacion con cada detalle que contas!
Exelente!
Yo viajo en el Sarmiento y ahi tenes que tener cuidado que no te choreen o te violen los grones!!!
Parece que en el Roca se pasa bien u se viaja super 🔥 🔥 🔥 jajaja
Gracias por su aporte 🌸
Es cierto, lo que pasa en el tren queda en el tren, en mi caso en el bondi, pero nunca me apoya uno lindo ...
Muy buen relato !
Muy bueno el relato !
Gracias por compartir.
Angie te deja Besos y Lamiditas !!!
La mejor forma de agradecer la buena onda que se recibe es comentando, al menos al que te comenta. Yo comenté tu post, vos comentaste el mío?
Compartamos, comentemos, apoyemos, hagamos cada vez mejor esta maravillosa Comunidad !!!
Muuy caliente!
Gracias por compartir
muy buen relato PAO
Sensacional relato. Cómo calientan las apoyadas furtivas y mucho más cuando se tornan así, intempestivas.
Me quedé sin puntos, pero recomiendo.
La mejor forma de agradecer es comentando a quien te comenta.
Me hizo recordar alguna travesura linda en el sarmiento...jajaja
Me encanto...Te dejo puntitos y besitos...
Excelente...transmitiste la calentura de una manera muuuy "cálida"