Work was long, I love it but an entire day of running around in heels, typing up charts and checking on patients had worn me out. I stumbled up to the platform, holding my neat black business skirt down in case the wind from the in coming train blew it up.

It was going to be another long rush hour ride pushed up against the glass with strangers. Sighing, I entered as the doors opened, allowing the rushed flow of bodies to push me into the door on the other side.

I never expected to get a seat anymore these days, but today was more cramped than normal. As the train began to move a tall man got pushed against me. My back hit the door behind me and my crisp white blouse brushed against him. I adjust my glasses, a nervous reaction to the sudden closeness.

He wore heavy tactical looking cargo pants and an intense shirt which read “CHAOS” in bold across the front. Honestly a bit intimidating at a glance. He had warm brown eyes set in a handsome face and with a bearish beard.

A hat with a Velcroed on sign about fucking up bad guys or something sat snug on his head which I realized was only a few inches from brushing the top of the carriage. The train jostled again tipping him forward, he instinctively threw his hand up to brace against the door behind me as the rest of the passengers pushed us closer.

His large hand rested a few inches from my face, following it up, a large intricate tattoo of roses engulfed his arm and disappeared into the sleeve of his shirt which stretched across his broad chest.

Built like a wall. This is the kind of guy I never get to meet considering my nerdy private school life and days stuck at the hospital. ” FUCKING trains!” his voice absolutely startled me out of my thoughts. Why was he talking? Did he catch me looking? He’s not talking to me right? I pulled my best anti social move and did a full freeze with no movement.

“Sorry ma’am, look I really can’t move any further away”. That one was inevitably directed at me. “It’s …it’s fine” my voice came out embarrassingly quite with an undeniably nervous increase of pitch.

I could feel my face heating up. ” Hey are you alright?”, at this point he had completely turned his attention to me and in somehow the way he looked at me made me flush. His eyes rowed over my figure, shaking slightly in my tall black work heels and business wear.

I felt completely naked in front of him and it excited me. I looked up at him again, this time gathering enough daring to make eye contact. He smirked.

Without warning he closed the space between us. He pressed him self against me and I felt him half erect through the thin cloth of my skirt.

His hand that head been braced against the door was at my hip, his fingers slipping into the waist band of my embarrassingly batman themed black panties. The other was deftly unbuttoning the first few buttons of my blouse and cupping my breasts through the black satin fabric of my bra.

By breath left me in a gasp, my eyes blurring a bit as I let myself fall into the growing feeling of arousal. I reached down carefully running my hand over the outline of his member in his pants.

He was getting harder with every gently stroke over the fabric. I wanted to feel him, I wanted to get down on my knees and take him into my mouth. His hand slid out of my waist band and up under my skirt, pulling it as high as it goes.

I gasped as the cold air hit my exposed legs and glossed over my panties. For a moment I was pulled out of my haze…this was a public train. I was well hidden behind his massive frame but anyone who decided to take a long look at us would find it suspicious how close we were standing.

If too many people got off at the next stop, we would be completely exposed. This was insane. Then he ran his fingers along my labia and the reasonable thoughts were filed away as fast as the appeared. I pressed my hand more firmly against his erection, which at this point was completely hard.

He was must bigger than anyone I had been with in girth and size, it made me nervous. If he put this inside me, I would feel so full…would it hurt? I pressed more firmly and he began to grind against my hand encouragingly. It was flattering, he wanted more.

And I was more than willing to give him more. I snaked my other hand into the space between us and tried to loosened his belt. It was a messy fumble, my face flushed as I felt his chest vibrate against mine in a quiet laugh. He reached down to help me. As I unzipped his pants his proud member all but stood at attention.

Seeing it gave me another wave of pleasure, this stranger’s dick was all mine. I got it this hard, the glisten of precum on the head, it was all me. I smirked up at him, knowingly. I started slowly, rubbing careful circles around the head before stroking the shaft from base to tip, getting him wet with his own precum.

For a little while this man was completely under my control and it was euphoric…

But short lived. He growled impatiently under his breath and suddenly I felt my feet leave the floor as he raised me up and pushed me up against the doors behind me. His hard throbbing dick was now perfectly pressed against the now slick wet black fabric of my panties.

He rubbed his length over my needy pussy in long languid strokes which made an intoxicating friction against my clit through the fabric. I squirmed half heartedly wanting to feel his heat without the fabric in the way but unable make any move to stop him.

Any more and I knew he would make me cum…like a slut on a public train. His strokes got faster rubbing against my clit harder. Just a bit more. I felt lightheaded as my back arched on the brink of climax….and he stopped. I could barely breath, I needed more, why did he stop??

I opened my eyes… He was looking right at me an infuriating half smile. “What do you want?” he asked setting me down carefully. ” You just have to ask me nicely ma’am ” he whispered in my ear as my shaky feet got used to the ground again. What an absolute butt face jerk!

I reached forward pulling his infuriatingly tall self down to eye level, ” I want you to fuck me with that big hard cock and fill me up with your cum. I want you to make me me orgasm before the next stop.”

I pulled him closer pressing my lips against his neck to suck and bite against the smooth skin. “And I’m not asking you to, I’m telling you to” I growled softly against his his ear before biting at his earlobe teasingly.

It worked. It worked entirely too well. He all but snatched me away and twirled me around in the tight little space we had. My breasts were pushed up against the glass of the door, my back desperately arched as he grabbed my ass from behind. Reaching down he ripped away the ruined black fabric of my panties and pushed himself inside of me.

He was so big, I felt my pussy stretch to accommodate his girth. I already felt so full but he kept pushing his hard member deeper until he was completely inside of me. He felt so hot and hard inside of me, throbbing against the tight walls of my pussy.

My breath came out in short puffs as I tried to adjust to his size before he pounded into me again. Each long deep strokes hit a sensitive place deep inside me every time he pushed his way in. His hands grabbed my ass and pulled me in as he thrust inward. I felt the head of his cock brush against my womb, he was so deep inside of me.

His thrust started to get more rapid and suddenly I was bracing myself against the glass and arching my back desperately as he fucked me.

His balls slapped against my clit every time he thrust, and my cum was dripping down my legs. My breaths were ragged with pleasure as I picked up his pace and pushed myself against his cock as he thrust into me.

His hands left my hips and reached forwards to cup by breasts and pinch at my nipples, bouncing them in time with his thrusts .

He arched me further back and with each thrust I felt myself self getting slightly pushed up off the ground. It was too much. I felt my orgasm flash through my body. My vaginal walls spasms and gripped at his cock pulling him into me.

My back arched as a waves of pleasure shot up my spine sending me into a hypersensitive high. I felt his breath catch and his teeth sink gently into the soft skin of my shoulder.

He thrust deep into me one last time before spilling his warm seed inside of me. We tipped forward in exertion, his sweaty hit body pushing me against the door one last time.