Public Voyeur Fantasy: Part One

“Are they really doing that right behind me?”

It was just a normal Friday night on the train. I just got on, and it was almost empty, except for the couple in the back. I sat near them, but gave them their space for their conversation. A few stops in between, and my public voyeur fantasy started as I heard some sexy sounds behind me.

A couple of sexy slurps later

This little sweetheart could hear him moaning and her making sucking noises. Should I turn around and see what they’re doing? Usually, I try to keep my eyes forward while riding. But I can’t pretend to not hear the slurping sounds behind me!

Ok, I’m going to sneak a peek. Oh my God, I thought. Is her head really bobbing up and down on his cock? Look away quickly, Monica, I thought. I can’t believe she is giving him head right on the train?! Slurp, slurp, gulp, gulp. Long moans. Am I really in the middle of my own public voyeur fantasy?

The moaning intensifies

Now I hear her breathing and moaning into his lap. “Yes, baby!” he cries out. It gets me wet because it’s so sexy. I want to turn and look, but what if they see me? Over my shoulder, I glance and see her rocking her head.

The sexy man’s eyes are completely shut, and all I want is to see her face. Her face is covering most of the action, and I want to see what she looks like. I reached into my purse, grabbed my makeup compact, and positioned it just right to watch them. In the reflection, he was pushing her head further and bucking his hips into her mouth. “Mmmm!” I heard. Her muffled cries turned me on, and I couldn’t get enough. In my tiny mirror, I could see his big cock coated in saliva. Sucking and slurping as her mouth rode it like an elevator to the top floor.

I wanted to join them in my public voyeur fantasy

While the live porn intensified in front of me, I unlocked my newest kink. I had many thoughts watching like a little pervert. Can they see me watching? Are they on the cameras, giving a free show? Oh, that is a better angle, right there. I wanted to move seats so badly and catch all the action. I could tell he was in seventh heaven as his 9-inch cock disappeared into her soft mouth. The throating was intense, and she would spit all over it. My left hand slipped into my panties, and I started fingering my pussy.

“Ahhhh,” I cried out. His eyes opened and stared at me. My swollen clit craved the flickering of my fingers, and my panties were a wet mess. Slippery and juicy, the hot couple had my pussy throbbing. I watched her every move as he now looked at me. In the reflection, he smiled and winked. I winked back, and we traded sexy faces. The show was so dirty and fascinating. They’ve caught me watching, and she put on more of a show. The girl got on her knees on the filthy train floor to lick his balls.

They couldn’t hold back their desire

I walked over to get a closer look and put my mirror away. I was able to see the blonde’s cute little face and full lips. What a knockout! “You like that, baby?” he asked me. I sat legs parted and showed off my own wet pussy for him to explode to.

I cupped my big breasts under my bra and twisted my nipples. After a few more thrusts, the man then yelled out a cry and filled her mouth. His groaning echoed through the empty train, and she walked over to me. The mystery blonde tilted my chin up and kissed me with a mouthful of cum. Her tongue fiercely circled inside my mouth, and the salty juices drained down my throat. Stay tuned for part two, and read about my foot job phone sex story here.

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