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Play With Me In Public (Racy public erotica)
I saw him on the train every morning, dark, handsome and sexy. I knew I wanted him, and little did I expect that I would have him, there on the train with everyone around. I’d never done anything in public before, but now for me it was the ultimate turn-on.
**WARNING** this short story contains descriptions of gratuitous sex and public masturbation with complete strangers. Not for the feint hearted. For mature 18+ readers only.
Sample Excerpt:
A strong hand gripped my forearm and pulled me into the carriage, leaving me wedged tightly into the corner with the doors at my back.
“Thank you†I gasped, without looking up, and when I did my heart skipped under my shirt. It was my mystery stranger.
“You’re welcome†he replied, with a deep voice as smooth as honey.
The train pulled out of the station, and a few minutes passed before I plucked up the courage to speak again.
“Busy today isn’t it? We’re packed in like sardines here.â€
“Doesn’t bother me, when I’m stuck next to a gorgeous girl†he replied
I flashed a cheeky little grin at him. “Me neither I suppose. With a guy. I mean.â€
Another long, awkward silence. Why couldn’t I think of anything to say? I normally have no problem speaking to guys.
I suddenly became aware that we were jammed against each other in the corner of the doors, so I shuffled around a bit, but I couldn’t make any space to separate us.
I could feel his tight body packed hard in against me, and just that alone was beginning to make my pussy wet down below. I pushed my body hard up against him and secretly brushed my titties against him, making my nipples stand out like bullets through the fabric of my work shirt. I leant forward and closed my eyes, breathing in his aroma, and I reached down to my crotch and pressed hard against my clit. It was only when I opened my eyes again that I realised he had been watching me the whole time.
He gave me a cheeky grin. I’ve never been shy with chasing men when I want something, and I could clearly tell he was game.
I raised my eyebrow and glanced down and back up, inviting him.
He reached his hand up and cupped it round my right breast, pinching the nipple lightly with his thumb and forefinger, making me jump a little and I let out a quiet little “oohâ€.
I turned so my back was to the crowd next to me and I was facing the wall, and reached my hand down and rubbed my palm hard against his crotch. He was already semi hard under the fabric, and I saw from the wicked little glint in his eye that he wasn’t about to object.
He turned his body round into the corner to so no one could see what I was doing, and leaned forward and whispered in my ear “Take it out.â€
My heart was hammering in my chest now, and my nipples were rock hard under my shirt.
I carefully undid the button on his waistband, and quietly eased down his zipper. Glancing around to make sure now one was watching us, I eased aside his boxers with my hand and reached down inside.
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