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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. * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * 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! * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * Kristen's collection - Directory 84