Pretty Lady On A Train (the ending)

Chapter 3 continued

Original fiction'Lady On A Train' 8

………. Emily reached down grasping the hem of her tee shirt at the waist, pulling it toward the ceiling the stretchy cotton fabric no longer covering two large round breasts, revealing hard pointy nipples as big as I’d imagined, chocolate brown against pale pink skin. With one final tug at her hair she pulled the garment over her head, brunette bangs kissing Emily’s cheeks as the hair dropped to her shoulders, tossing the garment I’d wanted off all journey in the sink.

“Jesus what vision of womanhood” I murmured as my eyes devoured her bouncing breasts until I could gaze no more, then pushing my ass into the door I grabbed hold of Emily’s boobs with both hands, feeling hard pointing nipples pressing into the palms.

Emily continued to seduce me with her sexy voice now hushed so no one could hear, “you’re gonna screw me Andrew, make me squeal angel” she said pulling a tube of lubricant from a jean pocket with her right hand. Even if I could have seen my face I don’t think my wide open mouth and shocked expression was gonna stop her lubricating!

Emily swivelling her hips round so she could face the glazed window, allowed me to pull down her jeans so revealing peachy butt cheeks nearly succulent enough to eat, but hold on she wore no panties? That was a shock I can tell you, hmm ‘well perhaps that ticket collector does have them after all’ I mused.

Squeezing glistening lube into the palm of her hand, she asked one last question with a trust in her voice, “Andrew, I hope you are clean” arms reaching round a rather curvaceous butt. Then dividing those peachy cheeks, clever fingers parting her labia with one hand, fingers of the other forcing as much lubricant inside her tight vagina as she could, finally when comfortable she again held the ceramic sink rim with both hands, anticipating, receptive, ready.

“Are you a virgin?” I asked.

“You ARE joking!” Looking back at me mystified, “I f***ed the ticket collector earlier AND he’s got my knickers AND I got my period” she grumbled!!

‘Jeeze is this another dream’ I can’t handle much more drama!

“F*** ME” she shouted, grabbing hold of my hard penis so tight it hurt. Oh yes Emily is alive alright her sticky fingers circling around my purple tip. Then releasing hold of my shaft, gripping the vibrating sink even firmer, I pressed into her kitty sending shivers up my spine as I touched her slippery opening.

Wincing slightly Emily pleaded, “Come on, there’s not much time, I want your cum inside me.”

Not a man to be asked twice, her soft ass cheeks divided, my engorged hardness penetrated Emily’s sticky kitty, its pulsing walls taking me deep inside. Sexually exited, two loving bodies coupled by our hips, I pushed my groin toward her cheeks in rhythm to the rocking carriage, my penis shaft pulling half out then straight back in, pressing my hardness ever deeper into her vagina, my thick girth making Emily squeal with every loving stroke.

Out of breath as if I’d just run a mile, palpably feeling my balls rise, their storks contract as my scrotum tightened, ever faster harder my torso slapped at her ass, her forehead kissing the glazed glass panel. Harder I thrust ……..harder still…..slowing, fearing the soon to be climax I looked to the ceiling for well, the meaning of life? Only to see dirty yellow Formica.

“I’m gonna cum. I’m gonna cum!”

Emily now looking back lucid and in total control of her senses, understanding the precarious position she’s in unlike me slowing from a near frenzy, I held my pause before orgasm as long as I could, not waiting for her answer just holding onto those pleasurable seconds surely a gift from God, only a man knows how special they feel, spends his whole life craving those blissful two seconds.

With one final encouragement from Emily, a near pleading “well f***ing cum then” my groin orgasmed, convulsions from my hips along the shaft of my lubricated phallus, a near ejaculate explosion between parted ass cheeks pumping semen deep from within my balls into her vagina, gulping as much oxygen into my lungs as I could! My dirty deed subsiding, me deep inside her now, thick phallus stretching her walls to a limit, my Emily crying as I thrust her every last drop of my creamy ejaculate, happy that I’d f***ed her hard!

Still inside her my brutal violation of her genitals subsiding, my breath returning to normal, hands still tight aside her waist, silence was broken by a loud thud on the door followed by a worried ticket collector’s voice.

“Are you ok in there Emily?” There’s a girl come running from outside the toilet screaming to her mother!” Screaming I said to myself, thank God she hadn’t seen what I’d just done, the babe unaware of what dirty filthy joy Emily and I had consummated and WTF he called her Emily!

He asked again, “well are you ok? She’s desperate to use the lavatory!”

Emily coming to her senses as we uncoupled, reaching her hands down searching for her jeans replied to the train guard a tremble in her voice.

“Wait one second we’ve finished!”

“I MEAN I’VE FINISHED!!!”

The End.

(WordPress scrutinisers, I hope you allow this one it’s both tame and vanilla stuff)

A. S.