There are many tales of dirty old men groping on crowded commutor trains,how about a variation?
Crowded train,and forced closeness,resulting in a moment of release.
A short example.....
"I became aware that her pubic mound was resting against my thigh,the lunging movement on rounding the last bend thrust her astride my braced leg.In normal circumstances I would have moved away embarrased at such an intimate intrusion of my space,but we were welded together.Her head was turned away,her arm raised clasping the strap,she didn't readjust her posture,she must have been aware surely.
My face flushed as the trains rhythm increased,and her legs appeared to tighten with the lunging movement of the carriage,but more than that it took up a rhythm of its own.A hand slid beneath my shirtfront and rested on my hip.Perspiration rose on my forehead,as the fingers brushed the fluffy hairs around my navel.
I braced myself and turned to look at the person responsible.Our eyes met straight on,she looked staight into my eyes,as her hand moved upward inside my shirt ripping it from my trouser waist,for her fingers to enclose a nipple and to squeeze its tip while her hot breath invaded my nostrils.I had an erection that was painful,and she was aware of my problem too............"
Would anybody like to continue the theme?
Crowded train,and forced closeness,resulting in a moment of release.
A short example.....
"I became aware that her pubic mound was resting against my thigh,the lunging movement on rounding the last bend thrust her astride my braced leg.In normal circumstances I would have moved away embarrased at such an intimate intrusion of my space,but we were welded together.Her head was turned away,her arm raised clasping the strap,she didn't readjust her posture,she must have been aware surely.
My face flushed as the trains rhythm increased,and her legs appeared to tighten with the lunging movement of the carriage,but more than that it took up a rhythm of its own.A hand slid beneath my shirtfront and rested on my hip.Perspiration rose on my forehead,as the fingers brushed the fluffy hairs around my navel.
I braced myself and turned to look at the person responsible.Our eyes met straight on,she looked staight into my eyes,as her hand moved upward inside my shirt ripping it from my trouser waist,for her fingers to enclose a nipple and to squeeze its tip while her hot breath invaded my nostrils.I had an erection that was painful,and she was aware of my problem too............"
Would anybody like to continue the theme?
I've had a similar one from a dream once... 
