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Under Ground
by Misfit Mind (temporalseer@yahoo.co.uk)
***
Rush hour commuters crammed in too tightly leads to a
brief but exciting relationship on the train. (MF, exh)
***
Morning 1
I was running late for work. Leaving my flat several
minutes later than I should have I knew I was going to
miss the train that would get me to work on time. Now
standing on the tube platform the next train was
thankfully only one minute away. In the muggy heat of
the underground I stood with all the other lemmings on
their way to one job or another, free newspaper or
iPhone in hand, all introverted suffering the morning
commute together.
Of course, when the train pulled into the station it was
obvious from the people jammed up against the inside
windows that not all of us where going to make it on. I
knew where the doors at the end of one carriage would
stop and already had my spot picked out to make sure I
would at least have a chance to squeeze in. Other
commuters shuffled around me also trying to get into
good position while leaving a narrow corridor for the
people getting off.
As the doors hissed open only a few people got out and
quickly pushing past a few miserable people standing
inside I managed to get on board and eek out a few
square inches to stand in. All around me people were
packed together and as the train pulled away with a
lurch everyone rocked uncomfortably with the motion.
Two stops later was a major station and a lot of people
got off but unfortunately the brief relief of space
quickly gave way to all the new people boarding the
train. I backed into the corner to avoid being squashed
in the middle. Reaching down I pulled my iPhone out of
my pocket and opened up the puzzle game I usually play
thus carving out my little empire of personal space.
At the next stop more people pushed and shoved to get on
and off while I tried to beat the level I was on.
Suddenly my senses came alight with the soft subtle
scent of an alluring perfume standing right in front of
me. Looking up from my game my eyes traced magnetically
over the contours of an athletic backside in a grey
business skirt into which was tucked a loose light
coloured shirt topped by a slender neck and long
brunette ponytail.
As the doors closed and the train lurched away she
stepped back slightly to balance herself. Standing so
close together her ponytail brushed my face wafting her
scent through my mind and for a brief moment I felt her
soft warm backside touch against me before she took half
a step forward to right herself again. I could feel an
immediate stirring as some of my blood flow was
automatically redirected.
The train rattled down into the tunnel. The hot wind
rushing in from the open window next to me ruffled
everyone’s hair and loose clothing. Standing only
several inches away this tall woman with her back to me
occupied my curiosity.
From where I was standing behind her I could just see
that she was reading a newspaper in her left hand and
over her arm was draped a suit jacket. Her right hand
was holding the overhead rail and I watched as the soft
muscular definition of her bare forearm tensed and
relaxed countering the motion of the train.
At the next stop there was the usual pushing and shoving
as people tried to get on and off. As some big oaf in a
business suit belligerently pushed his way on the woman
in front of me got pushed backwards by the person in
front of her. Standing in the corner I already had
nowhere to go as her firm buttocks pressed warmly
against my groin, a scented flick of her hair tickling
my cheek.
Already aware of her presence and now in direct contact
with her my cock grew harder by the second until moments
later I could feel my pulse pumping down my shaft. Her
body suddenly stiffened as she felt my hardness and a
wash of panic passed over me that she would turn around,
slap me and scream pervert for the whole carriage to
hear. But she didn’t.
The last few people were jamming themselves onto the
train and the woman apparently had nowhere to go but nor
did she try. Instead she relaxed and just held her new
position still reading her paper, her buttocks pressed
gently against me. I didn’t dare move and felt afraid to
even breath as my cock throbbed between us.
The train hissed and lurched forward and I felt her lean
back into me. Looking around nervously all the other
passengers were minding their own business trying to
ignore being jammed up against one another. In my
particular corner of the train carriage I could swear
the woman in front of me was gently grinding her
backside against my engorged groin.
The train pulled into the next station and shuddered to
a halt but the woman in front of me pushed back against
the breaking motion holding herself against me. A
thousand thoughts were racing through my mind and though
I was feigning focus on my iPhone game held by my side
the brushing tickle of her hair against my cheek and the
feeling of my hard cock pressed between the cleft of her
ass cheeks made it rather difficult.
As the train pulled out of the station she again started
grinding back against me feeling my hard shaft straining
against my trousers for her. To the other passengers it
probably just looked like she was rocking with the
movement of the train but from where I was standing the
sexual heat between us was making me slightly light
headed.
The train shuddered to a halt in the next station,
people started getting off and suddenly, without
warning, the woman in front of me pulled forwards and
followed them out. For a brief moment I was left
standing there alone, stunned, hard cock bulging, a
small wet spot on the front of my trousers where my pre-
cum had seeped.
Quickly I moved to hold my newspaper in front of me,
masking my obvious arousal from the other commuters. It
took the next two stops before my body had relaxed and
my swelling had gone down. Getting off the train and all
day at work I could only think of the woman on the train
and I knew one thing was for certain, I was going to be
late for work tomorrow.
Morning 2
Sure enough I was running late. I had been ready for
fifteen minutes but lingered in my flat watching the
clock. When the time was right I left and headed for the
station. The anticipation was palatable as I walked,
wondering if I would possibly be lucky enough to run
into this woman a second time. With all the trains and
all the commuters passing through my station the odds
were not brilliant but my excitement remained barely
containable.
Standing on the platform at the same spot I watched the
train arrival time drop from three minutes, two, one,
train approaching. It was a little less busy today but
someone was already standing in my corner so I got on,
stood nearby and waited eagerly.
Two stations later and half the carriage got off
including the guy in my spot which I quickly swooped in
to occupy. Pulling out my iphone with slightly shaking
hands I was determined to look as nonplussed as possible
but as the train slowed into the next station I couldn’t
help but keep an eye on the people outside the doors.
As the train came to a halt I lost the level I was on.
Apparently I wasn’t playing very well today. As people
got off I looked up and there, two people back waiting
to get on was the woman. Our eyes met briefly and I
swear I saw a little half cocked smile before I
nervously looked back to my game. She was gorgeous.
As the new passengers boarded a man in a suit decided to
take up position standing just in front of me. Shit! I
looked to my left and the woman was standing nearby
holding the rail while reading her paper. Trying not to
be too obvious my eyes scanned over her body.
She was wearing a flowery loose skirt today and had a
tight white tank top on. Her breasts, which I hadn’t
seen yesterday, were large and for a moment I got lost
staring at her exposed cleavage as the top of her bosoms
bounced gently in time with the train rattling down the
tracks. Already I could feel my cock getting harder. How
I hated this man in front of me reading his stupid
newspaper.
At the next stop people pushed and shoved. Someone had
got up from their seat and I watched as the suit in
front of me didn’t hesitate to beat an elderly lady
getting to it. Suddenly my view was blocked as the woman
lithely stepped in front of me.
As before she had her back to me and as before she moved
back towards me making room for the other people jamming
onto the train until she was just inches away. My
breathing shallowed and I could feel a nervous energy
running through my whole body as her perfumed scent
filled my senses once again.
The doors closed and as the train heaved forwards she
rocked back into me subtly while reading her morning
paper. Immediately I could feel the difference between
the tight dress she had on yesterday and this loose
skirt through which my already straining cock could feel
the more intimate contours of her buttocks. As the train
bounced along so did the flesh of her ass and I had to
resist every impulse to start thrusting my hips against
her. Instead I tried to calmly focus on my iPhone game
but I was losing terribly.
At the next station more people pushed to get on and
everyone was getting squashed up against one another.
The woman in front of me just took this as a chance to
push back harder against me and I felt my stiff prick,
which was lifting the front of my trousers with
eagerness, push the loose fabric of her dress in between
her legs.
As the train pulled out of the station she started to
rock her ass firmly against me. With everyone packed in
so tightly no-one else was aware of what was going on
but for me, pinned behind her, it felt like the ultimate
lap dance. As the soft flesh of her ass cheeks parted
slightly around my throbbing rod I could feel an intense
heat emanating from deeper between her legs.
The train juddered as it began to slow coming into the
next station and she leaned forwards off of me slightly.
I knew my arousal would be more publicly exposed in a
few moments and had my newspaper ready in hand. The
doors hissed as they slid open and people started
jostling towards the exit but just before she stepped
away from me I suddenly felt a hand grasp my hard cock
shaft through my trousers and with a gentle squeeze she
was gone.
At work my boss was trying to explain to me the
importance of arriving on time but all I could think
about was being late again tomorrow.
Morning 3
I was running perfectly late again as I walked towards
the station. My whole world tingled in anticipation of
my new brief morning encounters and for once in my life
I couldn’t wait to get underground to start the morning
commute.
Taking up position in front of the same door at the end
of the fifth carriage I managed to get on but it took
another stop before I managed to push past two tourists
to take my corner spot. The busy train trundled down
towards her stop and already my loins were tingling with
the excitement of what today’s journey might hold.
At the last stop the usual emptying and busy refilling
of the train had taken place and as the train came to a
stop at her station I looked up casually and noted with
a huge internal gleeful grin that there she was outside
the doors. Today she was wearing a loose flowing top and
from the brief glimpses I got through the throng of
people quite a short skirt. My eager manhood twitched on
receipt of this bit of information.
Trying to appear casual I beat the level I was playing
when suddenly I sensed a disturbance at the doors.
Looking up I saw some fat woman with an equally fat kid
in a pram clambering through the door. The people around
me groaned and squashed closer together to make space
and then some eager son of a bitch pushed on behind her
taking up the last of the space.
In a slight sort of panic, as if I’d lost my child in a
crowd, I looked through the cracks in the packed mass of
people and there I saw my woman standing on the platform
just outside the door. She wasn’t going to make it on.
Our eyes met ever so briefly and she gave me an
apologetic look just before the doors slid shut and the
train lurched away from the station.
I got to work late and disgruntled which wasn’t helped
by my boss catching my eye across the office as he shook
his head looking at his watch. Asshole.
The next day didn’t go any better. There were delays on
some of the lines and even though I managed to get to
the station perfectly late the chaos meant the trains
were packed and I couldn’t even get on the first two.
Sure enough when I pulled into her station she was
nowhere to be seen.
Suddenly a wash of anger and jealousy washed over me as
I wondered if some other lucky bastard was currently
pressed up against her sexy body, his cock getting
harder in his pants as the motion of the train rocked
her up against him. Did she do this with every guy she
got on the train next to? Was she some psychotic nympho
who got her jollies rubbing up against total strangers
on the underground? Would I ever run into her again?
Fuck I hate commuting.
Morning 5
Friday. Thank god. I’d been late to work every day this
week and was already running several minutes later than
usual today. I was in a lousy mood since not only was I
bound to get shit from my boss but I will have also
missed running into my sexy woman. Standing on the
platform reading my paper I couldn’t wait for this day
to be done and be onto the weekend.
The stations came and went, the people pushed and
shoved. Being a Friday it was quite busy but I had my
corner spot so at least I wasn’t going to get jostled
around the carriage. Almost absentmindedly I looked up
from my iPhone as I got to her platform fully expecting
nothing but as the train slowed to a halt there she was,
sitting on the bench.
The moment she saw me she jumped up smiling, her breasts
bouncing slightly, and came over to stand by the door.
As it hissed open she ducked past a man in a suit and
pushed past a woman standing by the door. My mood swung
like a pendulum right back to happy as here she stood
facing me, her ample bosom heaving slightly as other
passengers pushed their way on board.
With a cheeky smile she mouthed several words which I
couldn’t believe I’d read right but before I could say
anything she turned her back to me, stepped backwards a
little to make way for another commuter and started
casually reading her paper.
Once again, as the packed train pulled forwards she let
herself step back against me. Today she was wearing a
short white frilly skirt similar to what a business
cheerleader might wear along with a loose pastel
collared shirt. Her hair was up in its usual ponytail
and my head was swimming with her scent. Did she really
say what I think she said?
Within moments of the train leaving the station her ass
was gently grinding against my hardening manhood.
Leaning against the corner looking down at my phone in
my left hand I looked like just another commuter packed
in with the rest but taking a chance my right hand
approached her backside.
The air was electric between us as my free hand
approached her. It all felt so wrong to be engaging with
someone in this way and in this place but as her soft
buttocks caressed my rock hard cock I couldn’t help what
I was doing.
My fingertips brushed the fabric of her skirt like some
pervert and inching forward I could feel the soft
firmness of her body underneath. In response to my touch
she pushed hard back against me and in a moment of
daring I let my hand simply clutch her right buttock.
A moan that nobody could hear over the noise of the
train but which I could feel resonate from her body into
mine almost drove me over the edge as we were pulling
into the next station. As the train braked she stepped
forwards just slightly and for a moment I thought I had
crossed the line but a second later I felt her hand
snake around and grasp my hardness.
Passengers got off and on as in the corner this woman
gently squeezed my cock while my free hand gently
squeezed the soft flesh of her ass. The little character
on my iPhone stood still, confused as to why he was not
being made to run around as usual and as this woman and
I groped one another I calmly watched him just stand
there.
Everyone was packed in and the doors hissed closed
behind them. As the train heaved forwards her hand left
my manhood but then I felt a tug at the back of her
skirt under my right hand. Releasing my squeezing grasp
of her buttock I felt the fabric slide up between us
until there was none, just her.
My heart was running at a flutter as I let my hand
settle on the warm skin of her ass cheek and
instinctively I caressed and kneaded her softness.
Cupping her buttock my fingertips found themselves close
to a source of intense heat and suddenly I realized that
I had indeed understood what she mouthed, “I’m not
wearing any underwear”.
As the train rocked down the track my fingers adventured
further towards the heat between her legs. Arching her
back ever so slightly she raised her ass just enough
that suddenly the tip of my index finger felt hot soft
wetness. As my fingertip traced and pressed against her
pussy she moaned again.
I couldn’t move my hand much further from where it was
but with a little effort I managed to curl my middle
finger and press the tip up inside her. She was
practically dripping. In response she reached back and
placed her hand over my crotch fumbling around slightly.
I wasn’t sure what she was up to until suddenly I felt
my zipper being pulled down. Slightly terrified I
stopped breathing for a moment as I felt her fingers
reaching inside my trousers to grasp my cock through my
boxers but she didn’t stop there. Within a moment she
had deftly pulled the opening of my boxers apart and
before I knew what was happening had pulled my hard cock
out into the open.
As the train pulled into the next station I could feel
my body shaking slightly from nervousness, fear,
excitement and several other emotions I couldn’t clearly
identify at the moment. As the other passengers got off
and new ones got on I was standing in the corner rubbing
this woman’s pussy under her skirt while she squeezed
and caressed my exposed hardness between us.
As the last new passengers pushed on board I felt her
let go of me, push my hand aside slightly and then with
a slightly quivering hand she aimed my throbbing cock
between her legs. My mind swirled as I felt her push her
rump back, the hot wet folds of her pussy lips rubbing
across the top of my prick as I slid between her thighs.
As the doors hissed closed she lifted the angle of my
cock and I felt the head parting the entrance to her hot
wetness. As the train lurched forward all the passengers
swayed back slightly and over in my little corner this
wild woman who looked like she was reading her newspaper
let herself rock back against me impaling herself fully
on my raging hard on.
As her pussy enveloped my cock I felt her intense
internal heat sear through me. Subtly she pulled her
hips forwards before pushing back again. The train
bumped and swayed as it headed down through the tunnel
and with my hand clasping her right buttock under her
skirt we coordinated to pick up a little pace bumping
her rump against me.
Already I could feel an intense tingle building in my
balls. The little character on my iPhone was still
standing, blankly oblivious along with the rest of the
people around us as to what was going as I gently thrust
my cock forwards into her wet pussy to meet her rocking
motions.
Bumping together in short strokes as we approached the
next station I felt my balls tighten. My nails dug in
slightly as I clutched her buttock tightly to which she
responded with several short sharp thrusts. My body
shuddered as a torrent of hot cum fired down the length
of my cock and pulling her close to me I came hard deep
inside her pussy.
Leaning back against me her whole body twitched
slightly as her own orgasm rippled through her body and
a long deep moan of pleasure resonated from her as we
stood there for a moment, locked together in our secret
passion.
The train slowed as it pulled into the next station and
in accordance with the motion she slipped herself
forwards off of me, several heavy drops of cum escaping
from each of us and falling to the floor as we broke our
seal. As she let her skirt fall back into place I
carefully pushed my moist cock back into my trousers.
The doors hissed open and people starting moving to get
off. Turning to face me she smiled and leaning in close,
whispered “thank you” in my ear and then gave me a quick
kiss. With that she turned and getting off the train
disappeared into the flow of the commuting crowd.
Epilogue
I tried being exactly late for the next two weeks but
never saw the woman again. Eventually my boss threatened
to fire me if I didn’t start coming in on time and so,
readjusting my schedule I re-joined my old commuting
crowd. To this day as I pass through those stations I
think of that mad week we spent together.
Post Epilogue
Three carriages forwards, standing in a corner, a tall
woman in a short frilly skirt looked like any other
commuter reading her paper on the way to work except
that as she rocked with the motion of the train the
businessman standing close behind her was clenching his
teeth as he unloaded his cum deep inside of her.
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It's okay to *READ* stories about unprotected sex with
others outside a monogamous relationship. But it isn't
okay to *HAVE* unprotected sex with people other than a
trusted partner. 4-million people around the world
contract HIV every year. You only have one body per
lifetime, so take good care of it!
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