Subway encounter

Some summertime trips in the subway are different.

This afternoon I see you standing in the subway train where I just got in. Although on the other end of the train, your appearance grabs my attention. But your eyes are grabbing me as well. A strange type of magic fills the train. The train is very full, but I slowly find my way through the crowd in your direction. We loose sight of each other, but I can feel your presence stronger and stronger. You're standing with your back facing me when I get near you. I see you looking around not noticing me any more, but knowing me near.

The next moment I'm right behind you. You know I'm there but you don't turn around. I look down and see your open shoes and naked legs. I follow your legs up till the border of your short summer skirt. The soft skin of your legs, the hollow at the back of your knees. I want to feel you and a change of the rail track helps me. The train shakes and now I'm standing against you. You can hardly move in this crowded train, so you keep standing there pressed against this cold steel tube, holding yourself on one of the straps above you. It is hot. I see your armpit and I smell your perspiration that merges fantastically with your perfume. Pheromones at work! I look at your armpit and can see part of your bra-less breast through the short sleeve of your blouse. I feel very excited.

I press myself against you. You feel my swollen dick against your buttocks. I hear a soft sigh escaping. You're hot, but we are surrounded by people. I put a hand on your hip. You turn your head away, but don't seem to bother about my hand. You blush. Slowly my hands slides down until I feel the warmth of your naked skin, unhindered by the textile of your skirt. Now my hand slides up again. Along your leg, under your skirt to feel the soft roundness of your buttocks. You're wearing a G-string, so your buttocks are naked. I kneed them softly with my cool hand while my hard-on presses and my precum starts to flow. My hungry fingers want more. I try to follow the thin stripe of textile between your butts and feel some slight dampness. I just can't reach your pussy. So now my hand moves back, along the edge from the side to the front. I feel your soft warm belly where my fingers dive in your panty to encounter your short trimmed pubic hair. You hollow your back a bit, pressing harder against me. I circle around your pubic hair with my fingers before moving on. A bit further down I feel you are soaking wet. I tease your soft but swollen pussy lips. You are like petrified, you can't move, I have put my other arm around your waist. There is only one thing you want: That I start rubbing your swollen clit. I moisten my fingers in your honeypot before I do just that. First softly, but then harder and faster. You press your butt against my crotch. I sigh in your ear, your head tilts backwards. It's hard to hide your horniness in this crowded tube train. While my one hand is rubbing your clit, my other hand has found your firm breast and I'm pinching you stiff nipples.

I'll continue till an overwhelming orgasm will overflow you... That won't take long now! Your standing there shaking, your knees trembling; pressed against this cold steel tube, holding yourself up. Your back hollowed, you butt pressed against me in a hot desire for more. Now I feel your pussy contracting in the first waves of a tremendous orgasm. You let go a hardly restrained moaning sound and some very deep sighs while orgasm keeps rolling on, more powerful than ever. An orgasm that fulfils your first waves of horniness.

Then the train brakes, the doors open, you almost fall out of the train. You want me to follow you. Our horny eyes meet and ...
... what will happen next?