Midnight sleazy train for you and me

faerun_girl

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Daddy and me on the train

Looking for an older man to play a random Daddy for a train roleplay. Can be private or public, as long as you want a horny 18 year old eventually on your lap on a midnight train.

We can start on a packed commuter then move to an overnight train. I’ll be your little girl as long as it’s on a train for this RP.

Plus points for long paragraphs and descriptions.
 
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Thank goodness, I just made it but had to run hard. Squeezed in to the end of the packed carriage but at least I will get to London in time for the overnight sleeper to Edinburgh. Pressed tightly against the other bodies I start looking around. Mainly other business guys heading home, a couple of families with grumpy kids but then a rather smart girl in her teens catches my eye. Wouldn’t it be a nice thought if she was also heading for the sleeper!
 
Settled down and relaxing now. Glanced across at her but she is ignoring me. Lovely welcoming face, white blouse, pert young breast and, is that a hint of a nipple? Short, flared, kilt skirt, white dick and open toed shoes. I can feel myself stirring and really hoping she is heading for the sleeper train. She is so young but she is ignoring this older man :(
 
Somehow, I've drifted towards an older man on the train who looks like he was tired himself, quite put out from the day but buzzed to be going home.

"Whoops, sorry sir." I murmur as the train jostles me into your side, my soft body pressed momentarily against your own. You smell my powdery perfume, and that I am most definitely not wearing a bra that day beneath my white shirt.

"It's really packed. Sorry I have to be in your face, sir." I smile apologetically, my ponytail swishing slightly as I try to balance with my tote bag on one side.
 
No problem I say as I look down to see the rise of her soft young breasts clearly visible from my height as she has the top two buttons of her shirts open. I can smell the sensuality of her perfume and don’t want to lose the moment so was about to strike up a conversation when a seat came vacant. We both moved towards it at the same moment and then she looked in my eyes and said, please, you just take it. If only! More in hope than expectation I said thanks but if you want to take the weight off those lovely legs of yours feel free to sit on my knee. I sat down and looked at her swish her pony tail as she decided. I could feel myself starting to swell at the thought
 
She giggles softly, letting him take a seat, but she stays near him, the hem of her skirt brushing against the top of his pants, covering his hand. She leans forward so her breasts are in his direct line of sight.

She stares out the side of the train, leaning onto him when the train moves her so, her skirt sometimes completely swishing over his lap.
 
I am old enough to be her father as she looks to be 18/19 years old and perhaps a first year student. The tote bag suggests she is heading away to uni and I guess she is looking forward to her new found freedom. What will she see in a 38 year old man? Plus points are that I am 6ft 2ins and gym fit, minus points probably too old for her and now it’s only 10 mins to Euston where I need to change train to the sleeper. At least 5here is a bar on board where I can get a nightcap before settling down in my cabin for the overnight journey
 
Her skirt swishes over my lap where I have my hands resting to try and hide my swelling manhood. Her naked thigh brushes against the back of my hand and I am sure that I can feel her heat.
 
Her breasts are almost in my face, so pert and firm and her nipples seem to have grown so they are now clearly visible through her white shirt and yet she still coolly looks through the window and ignores me
 
We arrive at Euston and I stand up, casually brushing my hand up her thigh as I do so. Standing behind her in the crush to get to the door my manhood presses into her back and she turns round with a sexy smile on her face. I find myself offering to help her with her bag and she contunes to play it cool by simply saying ‘ok’ and heading out of the door. I find myself following her swinging pigtail, swaying hips and white socks as she seems to be heading for the overnight trains platform. Am I in luck?
 
She sways forward, her mound now hitting the back of his hand completely as the train swayed. Did he feel how wet she was?

She didn't care how old he was or where he was going, she'd try to follow for sure, if she could, but for now, she hoped he noticed that he could palm her mound if leaned forward, and that her bag and skirt would make sure no one knew.
 
We arrive at the overnight train and I help her on with her bag and offer to buy her a drink in the bar. ‘I really fancy a large one to help me sleep’ she says looking me straight in the eye. I then guide her to the crowded bar area with my hand behind her firm young buttock. Drinks bought we find a quiet corner where I sit down with my legs just wide enough apart for her to stand between her bag is behind her so it’s like being in a private cubicle as we raise glasses and I toast a fun horny ahead as her skirt once more covers my hand. This time I cannot resit and reach up to find her hot mound is only covered by the skimpiest of panties
 
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