Sex on train going home, part 1
Britney was sitting on the bench waiting for the #7 train to arrive. She noticed how crowded the subway looked tonight. Knowing that the train cars would be packed full, she signed and saw the train coming at the station. She figured that once again, she would be standing crammed packed in the train car, with bodies pressed against her in all directions. This usually bothered her, but she noticed that most of the people piling onto the train were men. Feeling a bit aroused already, she hoped that maybe she could have a little fun on her ride home as she pushed her way into the train car. She was secretly eyeing the passenger, trying to decide which ones she would like to have pressed close to her. Looking towards the back of the car, she noticed a group of young businessmen. She was standing reading their papers.
Britney, being a bit of a nympho, saw her chance for fun. Being a very sexy 28-year-old Secretary, she knew exactly what to do. She wiggled her way towards the back of the cars, putting her back towards the businessmen. She turned to look over her shoulder and was a little disappointed when none of them had even noticed her presents. Pretending like she had to sneeze, she instantly pressed her ass up against the young man behind her as she bent forward a bit. Looking over her shoulder once more, she flashed him her I'm such a good girl smile and said, "oops, sorry Sir," before turning back around. Smiling to herself, she waited for what she knew was going to happen.
Before Britney left work at her secretary position for a significant business firm, she hoped that she would get a little action on her way home. She went into the restroom and removed both her pantyhose and garters, leaving only her silk panties under her short mini skirt. As she felt the man leaning forward a bit, she was thanking herself for doing this before she had left work. She was about to turn around once again when suddenly the train lurched forward. The young man standing behind her leaned forward, pressing himself harder against her, and told her not to turn around again. She caught a quick glimpse of the man's hand as he pulled her hair away from her shoulder, and noticed that it was not the young man who had been standing behind her; the hand that pulled her hair back was that of a black man. Feeling a bit nervous now, Britney just stared forward, waiting to see what was going to happen next.
As the train began its journey into the tunnels, the lights occasionally went off for a few minutes, then came back on. As they were passing through the first tunnel, Britney felt a hand on her waist. The arrow traveled around her waist to her stomach, undoing the buttons on her blouse as it moved up towards her breast. Not wanting to alarm any passengers, the hand slipped under her shirt after undoing a few buttons. Looking down, she saw that it was still the same hand that had moved her hair only a few moments ago. The young man was now pressing himself up against Britney's back. She could feel the bulge of his penis pressing up against her. As the man fondled her breast, Britney reached back to feel his hard dick. As she undid his trousers and went inside, her breath was taken away by what she felt. Inside the trousers was the most giant, the hardest dick she had ever felt in her life. Feeling it up and down, she figured it had to be at least ten inches long and as thick as her wrist. Feeling a bit nervous, Britney tried to move forward, but the hand grabbed her around the waist, pulling her back up against the stranger. Her breathing was beginning to get heavier than his hand made its way down her thigh. As he was moving up her skirt, Britney spread her legs further apart to give him better access to her dripping pussy. As the stranger's hand made his way up her dress, he ran his finger along the silk panties covering her pussy. Feeling the wetness, he proceeded to pull the panties down to get a better feel.
