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Rush Hour Oral On The Train

I thought I'd share with everybody about the time I received oral on a rush hour train. It was rush hour where I live when my girlfriend of the time and I were waiting for the train to arrive. We had just finished having sex in the handicap bathroom in the university's library and were still very lustful for more. As we boarded the train we were lucky to get seats next to each other. My cock was still hard thinking about how minutes prior I had filled my girlfriend's pussy with my hot sticky seed as her pussy dripped uncontrollably down her thighs. She quickly noted my raging hard-on through my pants and offered to help. 

With it being winter and having no need for a jacket inside the train, we used it for cover as she began to plow her face onto my groin. My jacket was the only thing shielding us from the people just inches in front and behind us; not to mention the countless other people who filled the train car which was so full a standing man's leg continually brushed against mine. Of course we didn't care about the people in fact it turned us on both even more. She began my teasing me by soaking my trousers with her warm wet lips, driving me insane as she made it wetter and wetter. She than slowly began to pull me out, gently licking the head. When my cock was finally completely out she did not hesitate to waste any time. I knew she wanted my cum, being the dirty little cumslut she was. As she began to slobber all over my cock, sucking it and shoving it deep inside her mouth; I could not help but to want to shove it deeper down her throat. I then began to move my hips shoving my cock deep inside her warm, wet mouth with every thrust. At first she was surprised as she tensed up, but she quickly became relaxed again as you would here a moan here and there escape.

As I looked around, people seemed to pay little attention. Although a lady sitting behind us seemed a bit suspicious of the noises that my girlfriend tried so hard to hold back. For a matter of fact the thought of her trying to hold back something as natural as moaning extremely turned me on. We loved to have me deny her things during sex like orgasms unless I allowed her to do so. Naturally I found something to deny her on that crowded train, air. With my cock shoved down her throat and a jacket covering her head, it was already hard to breathe for her. But once I shoved her face all the way down my shaft, pressing her nose against my pelvic bone breathing became nearly impossible. Every 30 seconds or so I would let her come up for air hearing her try not to moan or gasp loudly. I could see her enjoyment by looking at her trembling legs. 

Despite the winter weather she bravely wore a sexy, seductive skirt. This made it easy to see the pussy juices running down her thighs and ultimately down her legs. Her already thin thong could hardly retain any of the juices as it was already filled with cum from earlier. As we had risen from below the ground and were soon to approach our stop, I could sense her desperation. She badly wanted my seed down her throat, and she began to tease my head wildly with her tongue. It felt amazing! I began to tense up as I knew soon I would blow my load inside her warm little mouth; the very though drove me mad. She teased me so badly, playing with my precum, but finally I felt I was about to cum. I shoved her face down my cock and came inside her. I blew my hot load, pumping it down her warm tight little throat. At the same time I felt her thighs begin to tremble and saw the stream running down her legs. After finishing inside her she began to tease my head wildly which drives me crazy after orgasm, the sensitivity is beyond description. As I now help back my own noises she sucked every drop of cum I had. She came out of from below the jacket, and I playfully asked her “how was your nap”. She responded with a wide grin and a kiss. When our stop was called we made our way to the local sex toy shop only a couple blocks away and then made our way to the nearby Dunkin Donut’s bathroom for some fun. But that’s a tale for another day ;)

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