Message-ID: <55099asstr$1168035004@assm.asstr-mirror.org> X-Original-To: ckought69@hotmail.com Delivered-To: ckought69@hotmail.com DomainKey-Signature: a=rsa-sha1; q=dns; c=nofws; s=beta; d=gmail.com; h=received:message-id:date:from:to:subject:mime-version:content-type; b=TrkYTMz0dTGHif8XjxSH0IRqW4WX3DK3wUnKOGnVGJlGjQ+k0FBDnp23L/wavbHpigsa9ZPbHGnKNWc6WZ0lVSMyfzHve+AQj8EEkEkuVkhuTZAfSLDzhaCAhuYm2FiCxLf9MwcNpeyAhg2n1vKoGWWqY8NdSwjOSGFgYhxkO7o= X-Original-Message-ID: <9f472f0701050728tc01a005ne0007ffd8536146@mail.gmail.com> From: "David Lavenham" <davidlavenham@gmail.com> X-ASSTR-Original-Date: Fri, 5 Jan 2007 15:28:48 +0000 Subject: {ASSM} Shorts: Touched up on the Train (FM, Public Sex) X-Original-Subject: =?WINDOWS-1252?Q?Shorts_=96_Touched_up_on_the_Train_F_M=3F_Public_Sex?= Lines: 98 Date: Fri, 05 Jan 2007 17:10:04 -0500 Path: assm.asstr-mirror.org!not-for-mail Approved: <assm@asstr-mirror.org> Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d X-Archived-At: <URL:http://assm.asstr-mirror.org/Year2007/55099> X-Moderator-Contact: ASSTR ASSM moderation <story-ckought69@hotmail.com> X-Story-Submission: <ckought69@hotmail.com> X-Moderator-ID: Sagittaria, newsman by David Lavenham Feedback much appreciated - davidlavenham@gmail.com More stories on my blog: http://www.eroticauk.blogspot.com and at http://www.asstr-mirror.org/~davidllavenham The tube train was packed full of hot and sweaty commuters crammed in like sardines. There was a problem with the signals and it was lurching its way slowly down the line, stopping frequently between stations. She had her eyes shut and her iPod on, retreating into her own world of daydreams as he made her way home. Suddenly she was jerked back into reality. There was a lot of physical contact with other commuters, there always was when the train was this packed, but this was something different. Someone had their hand on her leg. Being tall she could see around her and be at eye level to most people, but no-one was looking at her, she was surrounded by a sea of bored looking faces. She tried to look down but couldn't see through the mass of tight packed humanity. It was moving, the hand was stroking the back of her thigh. She should of said something, or screamed, but for some reason she couldn't explain she did not react. She shut her eyes again. The hand was working its way up her thigh, stroking it gently. It was beneath her skirt now, she could feel the pleats of her tartan mini separate as her mystery assailant worked their way up towards her womanhood. The hand moved position. Up until now it had been on the outside of her leg, now it was working its way between her thighs. She had spread her legs to steady herself in the rocking train and the hand was making the most of the easy access working slowly up towards its target. She gasped slightly as a finger brushed her hot crutch. She could not believe how aroused she was at this public, but discrete, anonymous violation. A finger was stroking her pussy through the tight material of her panties. She knew she was wet down there and that whoever it was could sense her arousal. She opened her eyes and looked around her. She guessed whoever was touching her was behind her, but she was too tightly packed in to turn her body, and craning her neck all she could see was the same bored faces. The hand had pushed her panties to one side and was fingering her naked pussy. She shut her eyes as her assailant slowly slipped a finger into her tight hole. God that felt good. Her body tingled as she was slowly finger fucked in public. A second finger began to tweak her clit as the first gyrated inside her. Oh fuck, she thought, I am going to cum on the fucking tube! Suddenly it hit her. Her climax ripped through her body causing her to tense and gasp. She would have probably collapsed to the ground if she had not been so tightly packed in. As she came the hand withdrew. She opened her eyes and noticed a few people staring at her. "Sorry", she muttered, "It's the, er, heat". The train creaked into Kings Cross as the doors opened the commuters spilled out onto the platform, heading for their main line trains. She looked around her at the faces, but there was no indication of who was her secret lover. by David Lavenham Feedback much appreciated - davidlavenham@gmail.com More stories on my blog: http://www.eroticauk.blogspot.com and at http://www.asstr-mirror.org/~davidllavenham <1st attachment begin> <HTML removed pursuant to http://assm.asstr-mirror.org/erotica/assm/faq.html#policy> <1st attachment end> ----- ASSM Moderation System Notice------ Notice: This post has been modified from its original format. 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