Charlotte swore at her PC. She could see the setting sun through her office window and she hadn’t even started to work on the last of her rather long and complicated invoices. It would be the last train again.
One small comfort greeted her from that thought. The last train was always more or less completely empty so she would able to enjoy her current raunchy book properly on the hour long journey. As a rule, on her normal, crowded commuter trip, she’d always feel self-conscious while reading it. There was no boyfriend or husband at home to greet her on her return so she had come to enjoy the steamier passages, but had to usually wait to get home to allow her mind free rein to enjoy the writing. With the empty last train Charlotte would be practically cumming before she reached her stop.
But that would have to wait. Invoices and long-winded spreadsheets cared nothing for the fantasy needs of girls like Charlotte.
#
Tony stumbled onto the platform, his mind still spinning with a fair bit of booze and an even greater dose of humiliation. What had started out as good evening in prospect, had turned into almost the best night of his life, but then came crashing down around him.
It was Tony’s first office party, and he’d been looking forward to it. He had just turned eighteen and had been enjoying the job that he’d started a couple of months before. His colleagues may have ribbed him about being the youngest in the place, the baby of the office, but it had all been in good humour. The best thing about the place, though, had been Janey and Liza. Janey, the brunette and Liza, the red-head were the office flirts. Both a couple of years older than Tony, and both hot as hell. Both loved wearing revealing clothes, insanely small micro-skirts, low cut tops. They both had great legs and fantastic, firm breasts. More than once, Tony had fantasised about the pair. They were more than happy to flirt with him, playfully hinting at threesomes and even how they liked to amuse themselves without a man around, just the two of them. When they promised him, with a wink, a treat at the office party, Tony couldn’t wait.
At first they’d seemed to ignore him, but as Tony had a few more drinks, he’d noticed their occasional waves and giggles. When Janey had squeezed by him on the way to the bar, and he felt her hand squeeze his buttocks, Tony had got an almost instant erection. A few minutes later, Liza had managed to prise him away from his friends. Her hand had ran across his bulging crotch and she’d licked her lips. “Golly, Tony,” she’d whispered, “you are pleased to see me.”
Janey had turned up soon after and the pair of them, occasionally rubbing Tony’s cock, had directed him towards the Ladies toilet. The three of them were soon crowded into one of the cubicles. Janey pinned him against the wall, pressing her lips to his, shoving her tongue into his inexperienced mouth. Her hand squeezed and rubbed his throbbing rod. Tony’s hands fumbled up and down her body, trying to find her breasts, occasionally grabbing one as she squirmed against him. Liza’s voice disturbed her.
“Oh, Janey, do you think I’m ready for a bit of that cock?” she said.
Janey broke off and both she and Tony turned to look at the brunette. Liza’s micro-skirt was hitched right up and she cheerfully exposed her pussy. It was cleanly shaven, her pink lips glistening with her juices. Tony couldn’t even speak as he watched her trace a finger up and down her hot slit.
“Darling,” said Janey, “I think you’re more than ready. Mind you, I’m getting pretty hot, I guess we’ll have to let Tony choose which cunt he wants first.”
“He’ll have to see your first, babe,” replied Liza, reaching round to the back of her friends skirt. Liza quickly unzipped it and it fell to the floor. Like her pal, Janey hadn’t bothered with panties and shared her enthusiasm for shaving. Another shining pink, pair of lips greeted Tony’s amazed eyes. Liza ran her finger up and down the crevice, making Janey gasp.
“Liza,” gasped Janey, “you know how much I love your finger action, but I think we both need some of Tony’s cock.” Liza continued to finger her friend’s pussy as Janey turned and reached for Tony’s fly. Janey slowly drew the zip down and Tony’s shining head poked out.
“Is this how you want that cock, you slut,” whispered Liza. Tony gasped as he watched Liza slipping a couple of fingers into Janey’s tight hole.
“Ooh, that’s good,” choked Janey. She reached for Tony’s erection.
Suddenly Tony, who couldn’t stop watching Liza’s fingers thrusting in and out, felt his body tense. He tried desperately to hold back but he was so turned on now, nothing could stop him. Hot spunk gushed from the top of his cock before Janey’s hand even reached him. His cum splashed over her hand, shooting over to land on Janey’s slippery cunt and Liza’s fingers which slipped in and out of it.
“I, I’m sorry,” he gasped, feeling his face redden almost instantly.
“Oh my god,” laughed Janey.
“Janey, I think I’m more likely to satisfy you than that sorry member,” said Liza, not letting up with her handiwork.
Janey, slumped back against the cubicle wall and kissed her friend passionately. Her hand found Liza’s hot hole and started to work on it.
They broke apart. Liza grabbed Tony’s shoulder and pushed him at the door. “Sorry, limp-dick,” she said, “if you can’t control yourself, you can’t watch either.”
Tony stumbled out of the door, his flacid cock still dripping with his premature ejaculation. One of the other office girls had been at the mirror. Her laughter was still ringing in his ears as he’d left the building and headed for the station. He didn’t care that the company were laying on free taxis at the end of the night, the last train would do fine.
#
Charlotte slumped onto the seat as the train started to pull away. She’d only just made it. The problem had been her book. When the last of her invoices had been saved and filed, she’d pulled the paperback out of her bag for a quick preview before going for the train.
The last chapter had ended with the heroine getting dressed up for a business function. The next chapter had started with her being told by her boss that she was expected to satisfy all of their clients during the evening. The function the heroine went to began with just flirtatious comments and the occasional hand brushing against her chest or arse, but soon it was developing into more obvious gropes and lurid suggestions. Charlotte had been getting to a section where one of the clients was asking the heroine to get down and suck him when she had realised that she’d have to rush for the last train.
She’d made it, feeling horny as hell. Being forced to leave her book just as it was getting good was very frustrating. As she’d sprinted along the main station concourse to her platform, all Charlotte could think of was the growing heat between her legs.
Now the train bumped and clanked its way away from the platform, Charlotte took a second to look around her carriage. Empty. Fantastic, she thought, reaching to her bag and pulling out her book. It would be another twenty minutes before the train made another stop so she had plenty of time to get into her heroine’s adventures.
Straight away Charlotte was treated to a detailed description of the blow job that the novel’s heroine was giving to her client. As she sucked on the cock, her dress was torn off her by a couple of other men, one of whom promptly rammed his cock into her pussy from behind. Charlotte’s head was filled with the image of the girl getting pounded from both ends. Her thighs rubbed together as her own pussy warmed up.
In the book, both men climaxed at the same time (as they did in such fiction), pumping cum down the heroine’s throat and deep into her hole. As the two men released her, leaving spunk dribbling from her mouth and pussy lips, she looked round to see the other half-dozen clients all naked and aroused, ready for their turns.
Charlotte put the book down beside her and lay back in the seat with her eyes closed. Her hand grabbed the hem of her short skirt and pulled it up. She found her panties, now sopping wet and rubbed her slit through them. It felt so good. She had especially sensitive labia, sometimes, just getting them licked well would bring her off, her clit wouldn’t need any attention at all. Of course, a decent man would be able to work on both which would throw her climaxes in more than one direction.
Her fingers speeded up, pushing harder through the thin white silk. Gasping, she imagined what it would be like to get cock at each end. Her orgasm came suddenly, an almost sharp flare of excitement that caused her to give out a high pitched squeal.
Charlotte opened her eyes, her mind still spinning from her quick climax, but her pussy still hot for more. The carriage was still empty. Why not she thought, sending her hand back to her panties.
They were soaked through. Looking out at the passing houses and flats, she realised no-one would be able to look in, at the most they’d catch a glimpse of her as the train passed. In fact, Charlotte thought, it would be quite a thrill to think that someone just looking out of their window would catch sight of her masturbating for a brief instant. She imagined that someone getting an erection and pulling on it, or even a wet pussy and a hand reaching for a vibrator. Charlotte realised she was in the “zone”, her mind going wild with all kinds of sexy thoughts. She pulled her skirt up further, so it was now bunched up around her waist. She stood to pull off her panties. Once they were on the floor at her feet, she stood still for a second, enjoying the sensation of being half naked, having her vagina exposed in the middle of a train carriage. Her fingers were soon working on her lips and clit, her upper thighs becoming slick and shiny with her juices.
Sitting down again she resumed her book as she continued masturbating. Now the heroine was taking more charge. She had forced two of the clients to get down and lick and finger her pussy while another thrust his prick into her mouth. Charlotte’s pushed her index finger into her tight crevice while she read on. The heroine was demanding that each of the clients fucked her, one after the other. How amazing that would be, though Charlotte, getting your pussy filled by different cocks in turn. Even in her more promiscuous days, Charlotte had managed to screw with two different guys over the space of a weekend, but never in the same night.
She shoved her finger in further, stimulating her g-spot as her thumb brushed over her hot, slick clit. Her pussy had always been very tight, she could satisfy herself with just the one finger. Guys with only slightly larger than average cocks had to really thrust hard to penetrate her tight opening, which was just how she liked it.
With thoughts of nice big dicks getting shoved into her, she felt her second orgasm rising, and didn’t notice the train making its first stop.
#
Tony climbed into the carriage and slumped into a seat, his mind and body still trembling at his humiliation. How would he live that down? The story was probably being passed around the party. The next day at work was going to be impossible.
His thoughts went back to the incident, remembering how terrible he felt as he shot his load and the girls laughed. He couldn’t help but remember the sight of Liza’s fingers thrusting in and out of Janey’s shaven pussy. Despite his embarrassment, he couldn’t help but feel an erection growing in his pants. Without thinking his hand went over and rubbed his swelling tool through his trousers.
The train bumped as it moved off again and Tony’s head jerked up as he remembered where he was. He looked around the carriage, hoping to find it empty. He winced as he spotted the woman sat further up the carriage. She had her eyes closed, so Tony assumed she must be asleep and sighed with relief. Bad enough to be thoroughly humiliated at the office party without being caught masturbating in public.
Tony noticed the woman’s facial expression changing and took a bit more interest. She was very pretty, short blond hair framed a smooth-skinned face. The woman was older than him but still probably not yet thirty. He noticed her blouse was slightly open and that she had a great looking pair of breasts, not huge but certainly a decent handful. His eyes carried on traveling down her body. What he saw next caused his semi-erect cock to stand up full to attention. Her skirt was bunched around her waist and but for her shoes, she was completely naked from the waist down. And more than that, he had a prime view of her hand working on her pussy. Even from about twenty feet away, he could see how shiny her pussy lips were and make out the slippery tops of her firm, tanned thighs. Tony’s eyes were like saucers, his humiliation was forgotten and he could hardly believe his luck.
#
Charlotte’s second orgasm was more intense that the first, like a short, sharp bolt of electricity sparking inside her. Her finger still pushed in and out, but was slowing down as she opened her eyes again. Her bright blue eyes met Tony’s wide amazed eyes. With a shock she wondered how long the young man had been watching. Looking out of the window, she realised that they had just left the second station, so it couldn’t have been long. There was another forty minutes until the next stop.
She was pleased when the boy looked away, his face suddenly flushed with embarrassment. She was more pleased when she noticed the serious tent in his trousers.
Obviously, the sensible thing would be to smooth her skirt back down and perhaps move along her seat so that she was no longer in his view. To smooth down her skirt, she’d have to stand up, which would mean, potentially exposing herself fully to him, even if only for a second.
The problem was, that she really didn’t want to stop masturbating. She’d had two orgasms, but they’d been pretty localised affairs, fun enough, but not the body shaking thrill she knew was still waiting after a bit more work. If she just shuffled back along the seat, and ignored her book her horniness would probably be gone by the time she got home and she’d be too tired to get going again. Still, thought Charlotte, she was on a public train, her orgasms would have to wait. She stood up, not letting her eyes leave her potential voyeur.
#
He could not believe it. That horny girl had just cum as he watched. Her juices had almost gushed out around her fingers as her back had arched in orgasm. When she’d opened her eyes and looked straight at him, Tony had had to look away, but he didn’t want to move in his seat in case he was able to get another glimpse.
He was intensely looking out of the window, although he didn’t really notice anything out there as he couldn’t get the image of her hot pussy out of his mind. From the corner of his eye, he noticed her stand up. He shouldn’t, he knew that he shouldn’t, but…. he turned and look back at the woman with the great body and the exposed cunt.
Their eyes met, but only briefly. Charlotte noticed, with an excited satisfaction, that his attention was flicking between her face and her pussy. At once, she felt very open and vulnerable, but, noticing his obvious erection, she felt a thrill of power. Feeling slightly nervous, Charlotte decided not to pull her skirt back down. Taking a deep breath she walked straight over to where Tony sat.
“Like watching do you, little boy?” she said, throwing as much confidence as she could into her voice. Tony’s face was a picture of fear and excitement.
“Sorry, I, um…” he stuttered.
“You, um, what?” snapped Charlotte, starting to revel in her dominant role.
“I just, noticed…uh”. Tony could only stammer in reply. That gorgeous pussy that had held his attention earlier was now barely a foot from his face.
Charlotte noticed that the boy could hardly tear his eyes away from her open vagina. She tried to control the smile that she felt working its way across her face, determined to stay in charge. She grabbed him by the hair.
“Liked watching me, did you?” she hissed, “Liked the look of my juices gushing from my hot cunt? Maybe you need a much closer look.”
With that, Charlotte pulled Tony’s head violently forward, pushing his face into her crotch. Tony’s open mouth met Charlotte’s wet pussy lips and his tongue instinctively flicked out.
“Lick it, you little bastard, lick it hard”, she commanded.
Charlotte stifled a groan as Tony’s tongue worked up and down her slit. Her hot swollen lips were getting well massaged by Tony’s tongue. The physical sensation of the boy’s fast moving tongue pressing against her was enough to make her throw her head back in pleasure. The idea of this complete stranger being forced to eat her exposed pussy in this public place made her bite her tongue to hold back her moans.
Tony was loving it. The hand that gripped his hair was pushing his face so hard into that luscious pussy, he could hardly breath, but he carried on lapping at the delicious lips and slurping on the freely flowing juices. He brought his hands up to steady himself, holding on to her wonderfully toned thighs. His thumbs, near the top could feel the slickness, flowing from her cunt.
“Find my clit, you little shit,” snapped the woman.
Tony could only do as he was told and he pushed his tongue up higher. He felt her body jerk as his tongue flicked across her swollen bud.
Charlotte tried to control her body, tried to stop its spasms as the boy’s tongue found and lashed her clit. She had to stay in charge, she thought, as her jaws clenched together to stifle her urge to cry out. She threw her head forward and opened her eyes, panting in her efforts not to let his darting tongue send her off too quickly. Her hips began to grind back and forth against the boy’s face as the tremors gently rocking her body matched the rhythm of his tonguework. Charlotte needed more. Looking past the boy’s bobbing head, she caught sight of the bulge in his trousers. She pushed his head back violently.
Tony almost wailed as he thumped against the back of the seat. He had been so lost in his fevered oral attack on the girl’s cunt the sudden breaking-off left him dazed. He looked straight at the juicy hole and almost glowing bud that he had left.
“Stop looking at my cunt, you little prick,” barked the girl. He snapped his head up to meet those gorgeous blue eyes. “Get your cock out,” she snapped. Tony sat stunned. “Now!” she shouted.
Charlotte watched the boy fumble with his belt and zip, eventually loosening them enough to allow his prick to spring out. Not a bad size, she thought, looking down on Tony’s six inches of throbbing member. She licked her lips, remembering how long it had been since she’d had a good cock in her. She caught the boys eye again and swiftly brought herself back to her more dominating persona.
“I suppose it will have to do,” she said. Charlotte planted a knee on either side of Tony’s thighs and lowered her soaking pussy towards his erection.
Tony felt the hot juicy lips gently squeeze around his bulging helmet. Part of his mind was convinced this must be some kind of dream, he was still horny after the encounter at the party and his mind was playing tricks on him. He opened his eyes and watched his shaft disappear as the horny girl’s pussy slid down it. It wasn’t a dream, it was a dream come true. She pushed her head close to his and whispered.
“Don’t even think of coming until I’ve finished with you, you little prick,” she hissed.
Man that felt good, thought Charlotte as she straightened her back and pushed her breasts in the boy’s face. Grinding up and down on the boy’s cock felt great, the swollen head pushing through the tight, outer-lips first of all, before the whole shaft was able to slide in and fill her aching hole.
Tony still could hardly believe his luck. Those firm breasts were bouncing in his face, his cock was swallowed up by the juiciest, tightest cunt he could imagine. Earlier he had despaired about his premature ejaculation in the toilets, now he thanked the Lord for it. His cock felt great and he thought he’d be able to keep going for ever.
Straddling this boy’s prick was good, thought Charlotte, but not enough. She needed it faster, harder. She stood up, taking control again. The boy’s face fell as his cock twanged back when her pussy slipped away. Charlotte looked down on the glistening, still rigorously hard member. “Not bad, you little prick,” she said, “but I hope you’ve got some energy.”
The girl grabbed Tony’s shirt and pulled him to his feet and spun him round and back a little from the seat. Tony stood there trembling as she kneeled on the seat and bent forward, her arse and pussy now exposed from behind. “Get in my cunt, you little prick,” she commanded, “and make it hard and make it fast.”
The boy didn’t need telling twice and Charlotte couldn’t stifle her gasp as his cock forced its way back into her tight hole. She was pushed forward so she was bending over the next row of seats. She moaned as the cock was pulled back so just the helmet was still in her, then gasped again as he rammed the full shaft back inside.
Tony was more than happy to do as he was told. Grabbing her hips he thrust back and forth as hard as he could. Her pussy was even hotter and tighter from behind. It felt like his prick was in a velvet vice, one that closed up every time he pulled back and had to force open again with every vigorous thrust. “Fuck me, you little prick,” she shouted, “fuck me hard.” He did everything he could to comply.
Charlotte’s body was aflame. Her cunt squirmed and pulsed around that eager, fast moving cock. Their urgent fucking was matching the fast bumping and rhythm of the train. Once again, she hoped that somebody watching from the houses and flats that they passed was able to catch a glimpse of her getting pounded by a complete stranger.
Tony was loving every second of it, but knew he was beginning to get tired, not sure whether he could keep up the frenzied fucking that the girl demanded. He wanted to cum, wanted his cock to explode and feel her orgasm, but he didn’t know if he could hold on for much longer. There was a sudden tap on his shoulder.
How long the guard had been stood there, he didn’t know. He could tell he’d been around long enough to be enjoying the show. The guard was a huge black guy and pointing straight out of his fly was a suitably huge black cock. He nodded towards the pussy that Tony was urgently screwing and pointed his own dick towards it.
The girl had demanded hard, fast and furious fucking and who was Tony to deny her. He pulled back from those tight, aching lips.
Charlotte moaned, almost in despair as she felt the boy’s cock leave her cunt. She was so close now, her whole body was beginning to shake, her fingers and toes tingled with excitement. “I said fuck me, you little bastard,” she shouted, “get that cock back in my cunt now!”
It wasn’t the boy’s cock she felt forcing its way inside her. Something bigger and more powerful was stretching her aching pussy to the limit. She gasped in pleasure and pain as the massive organ was thrust up to the hilt, feeling a heavy pair of balls bounce against the back of her thighs. Nearly half its length slid out yet she still felt completely filled. When the whole awesome size was thrust back in, she cried out in excitement. Soon her pussy was getting violated like it had never been before.
It wasn’t the boy’s cock, so where had he gone? Her question was soon answered.
Tony moved round to the other side of the seats and watched for a while, stroking his cock as the huge black guy rammed his big prick in and out of the tight cunt that he had been enjoying just a little earlier. The girl’s mouth was wide open with amazement, her eyes dazed with pleasure. His gaze met her beautiful blue eyes and she smiled between gasps. Her gaze went back to the still-hard prick in Tony’s hand and her tongue poked out to lick her lips. He didn’t need to be told.
Charlotte took the boy’s shiny cock into her mouth with as much pleasure as her pussy was getting from the monster member at the other end. What a fantasy come true. Two gorgeous cocks pounding her at the same time. Her head was getting lighter and lighter, her crotch was filled with liquid fire, her juices gushing around the massive prick filling it.
Her body starting shaking with a vigour she couldn’t control, her cunt spasming around the big cock, her breath hot around the boy’s helmet that she sucked on with such enthusiasm. Her orgasm sent her head spinning, her fingers and toes trembled in sympathy, her knees, her shoulder, everything quivering in pleasure as wave after wave of orgasm rolled over her.
The guard felt the already tight pussy, get tighter still, squeezing his huge cock hard. He couldn’t hold back and had no wish to. His hot cum pumped hard into her aching cunt.
Tony watched her body shake and felt her urgent hot breath all over his cock as she slurped and licked at it. His balls jerked as his seed gushed out and straight into her mouth. He groaned loudly with pleasure.
Charlotte felt like she was being pumped full of their hot semen. Sucking hungrily she tried to swallow the boy’s cum as he cunt was filled again and again with yet more of the mystery cock’s gushing fluids.
The three stayed in position as their respective orgasms rocked and shook them and eventually subsided. The black guy pulled back first, his massive member slowly softening as he slumped back into the seats.
Tony stepped back, his now flaccid cock totally satisfied. Charlotte stayed bent over the back of the seat, getting her breath back. She looked up at Tony and smiled, some of his cum had dribbled over her lips and she licked it back in with a slurp. She straightened up, turning and having her first look at the man who had pounded at her pussy so well. The guard nodded to her, grinning. Charlotte looked down on his still large cock with satisfaction. He looked at her pussy, noticing some of his cum starting to ooze down her thigh.
Without a word Charlotte strode back up the carriage to where her belongings were. She turned to gaze back at the two men who watched her and smoothed her skirt back down, doing nothing about the cum that had dripped down her leg to beyond the hem of the skirt. She sat back down.
The train jerked and bumped as it slowed for the next station and Tony did up his trousers as he realised it was his stop. He got off the train and staggered off towards his house, his cock already stiffening again as he thought of that fantastic experience.
The guard came up to Charlotte and she offered him her ticket. He punched and moved off with a huge smile on his face.
Wow, thought Charlotte, maybe I should get the last train more often.