Sexual Fire Through Fornication.

Sexual Fire Through Fornication

 

Get your sexual fire burning again! What? It’s how YOU got here! I don’t know why but I’m always horniest right after I leave my office downtown. I get to the train station and immediately soo the hoards of people mingling about. It’s a big city, so I see these people pushing, and bumping into one another. Very infrequently is eye contact ever made. I sit, legs crossed, and I watch. My mind wanders and I wonder what I might do with one of these strangers. What would they do if they knew of my lecherous thoughts. Giggle. My head hurt from the workday and as they say, an orgasm takes the pain away. It’s true. ENdorphins are released during orgasms. I am definitely drinking the Kool-Aid on that one! LOL.

So, here I sit, In need of some IMMEDIATE sexual fire and I spot him. If I had to guess, I’d put him in his fifties, but he could be as much as close to seventy and a seriously well taken care of seventy! He probably plays golf with friends; none of them as good at it as they think they are. Haha. He’s well educated and wears his clothes very well. Maybe old money, or European. He listens to an eclectic selection of music and doesn’t need to appear offbeat, or cooler. He’s hot as fuck and clearly, he doesn’t know it! And I feel my need grow between my thighs. Therein lies the conundrum of my day and why I squirmed in my seat on the bench.

Growing Sexual Fire.

Why is my sexual fire problematic? Ohhh. Let’s see… First of all, I have a man. Of course, he’s never around when my head starts pounding! In all fairness, he might need to follow me around daily just to be sure. Haha. Accordingly, he’s hardly ever around when my head starts pounding. I can get headaches out of nowhere. Some of my friends assert that I actually feign them in order to get in random forbidden fucks. Though, I assure you, I do not. So, what’s a girl to do? My condition is damn near medical! I try to squash the urges, but it CANNOT be denied or pushed away. But, I feel it bubbling to the surface. Maybe he’s in need of some Alpha dick maintenance. Who knows? (Wink)

I glance up because I feel the sexual fire of someone watching me from somewhere. It stirs me as I glance around the terminal and there he is… across the way. His eyes are boring into me in a familiar way and I can almost read his thoughts. I uncross my legs, a la the scene from “Fatal Attraction”. There is almost an audible slow, low moan that escapes his lips and my pussy moistens. Getting up from my seat (so as NOT to wet my silk skirt) I stride toward a nearby ladies room to freshen up before the train arrives a few minutes later. Pulling the wet wipes from my handbag, I get into the nearest stall and feel that slickness as I wipe, flush, and then wash my hands.

Stalking the Fire.

When I return I scan the other side in search of sexual fire. But, he’s gone. Did the northbound train come and go without me hearing it? Oh, well. It was probably for the best. My faceless confidant disappeared and I breathed a small sigh of relief as my train came roaring down the track and screeched to a halt in front of me. I board as usual and take the only seat available in that car. The last bench. I place my trenchcoat next to me as others settle in all around me. That is until I hear a voice asking if the seat next to me was taken. Without a glance up, I remove my coat and place it on my lap. His voice was slow and mellow and I eventually looked at him. FUCK! It was him! We traded knowing smiles.

As the train pulled out of the station, I couldn’t help an internal giggle at the symbolism of the big steel train barreling into the tunnel and my heartbeat picked up significantly. Leaning my pounding head against the edge of the window frame intending to catch a few winks as I let the calm overtake me. Then, I felt my trenchcoat being lain over my midsection in the most comforting way just before I felt his thick, wet dick slip inside me! What the FUCK? We’re in public! But, before I could react, I felt his body cradle me, his head rested along my upper back, and we began to fuck slowly. My moans stanched in my throat.

Giving IN To Sexual Fire.

We slowly ground together in sexual fire; well covered by the jostling movements of the train and the cacophony of voices from our fellow travelers. What a Godsend! Haha. The stranger and I fucked to climax from both of us. When we finished, he slid out of me and sat up. I slid another wet wipe across my pussy and straightened in my seat too. I was going to wear my coat to cover the wet spot! The next stop was his. He stood smiling before exiting the train. Disappearing into the CUMming of night. So, perfect!

Kisses,

Just Joey

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