It was an autumn evening and Blake Blossom walked along the train platform to the end; Brickzilla was waiting for her. She smiled when she saw him and kissed his lips softly, looking into his eyes. He wrapped his arms around her waist clothed in a white silk shirt as she ran her hands round, inside his suit jacket.
“How was your day gorgeous?”
“Better for seeing you! I’ve been thinking about you all day…”
“Oh really? What about me?”
“What I’m going to do to you when we get home,” Blake Blossom responded with a wicked glint in her eye.
It was true; Blake Blossom had spent most of the day at her desk daydreaming about that evening. For some inexplicable reason she had been very horny recently and intended to make the most of it. She’d been sending Brickzilla provocative texts all day, to which he’d responded with just as much vigour.
Five minutes late, the train finally rolled into the station. It was rush hour and Blake Blossom and Brickzilla managed to find a wall to squeeze themselves into amongst the rest of the commuters. Brickzilla turned around so that he was face-to-face with Blake Blossom and kissed his lips. He gazed at her long dark hair, falling into natural waves around her soft face with those full lips he loved kissing so much. He felt himself become aroused as he looked at her top, suddenly realising that it was completely translucent. He could see the outline of the flimsy white lace that made up her bra and did a very poor job of supporting her breasts because they looked, to him, as though they were about to burst out of her top. His eyes scanned down the rest of her body to the flowing black skirt that ended at her knees and her nylon tights, down to her feet clad in entirely impractical shoes that seemed to be all ‘tiny little heel’. He moved a little closer, unnecessarily, so that Blake Blossom could feel his growing cock against her thigh. She looked up, catching his eye and grinned. She rested her hand against his chest and felt for his nipple, giving it a little tweak. Brickzilla moved his hand against her crotch area and applied pressure. Blake Blossom opened her eyes wide in protest, but as Brickzilla pushed harder she melted into his touch, angling her body so she could feel the tips of his fingers more intensely. Slowly he began to rub her clit through the material of her skirt as Blake Blossom did her best to act normal. Fortunately they packed in like sardines and no one noticed their illicit movements.
Blake Blossom could feel Brickzilla’s cock growing harder and brushed the palm of her hand over his trousers. He responded with a light groan and pushed up against her thigh harder. Blake Blossom was becoming wetter and she was longing for the train ride to end so she could hurry home with Brickzilla. As the journey wore on, more and more people got off until they were the last people in the carriage. Blake Blossom and Brickzilla lived at the last stop on the line, and not many people who lived near them bothered to commute to the city. Brickzilla glanced around and said,
“I think we’re alone… with at least 20 minutes left of this journey…” Blake Blossom scanned the carriage and couldn’t see anyone. But she still looked at Brickzilla with a shocked expression,
“Brickzilla, we can’t. Not here — what if someone came in? It’s a train!”
“They won’t. Anyway, I think I might explode if I can’t have you now!”
Blake Blossom giggled and allowed Brickzilla to kiss her neck and collarbone. He slipped his hand underneath her skirt and pulled down at her tights and underwear until they were around her thighs. Then he slipped two fingers into her dripping went cunt and began to finger fuck her. Blake Blossom gasped and clung onto the pole next to her. They began to kiss passionately as she stroked the bulge in his trousers firmly and then slowly undid the zip on his suit trousers, pulling out his fully erect cock. She pulled the foreskin over the head and ran her hands back down the shaft to the base of it causing Brickzilla to groan loudly. Blake Blossom repeated this a few times until Brickzilla growled,
“Enough! I want you!”
He undid the top few buttons of her top and slipped one of her breasts out of the bra, bringing it to his mouth and sucking on her nipple, while continuing to push his fingers in and out of her. Then he lifted Blake Blossom up against a small ledge and positioned his cock at the entrance to her cunt. As he was doing so Blake Blossom got a whole look at the carriage. Sitting in the corner was a middle-aged businessman watching them intently with a massive bulge in his trousers which he seemed to be stroking. Blake Blossom gasped and said urgently to Brickzilla,
“I think we have an audience.” Brickzilla turned to see where she was looking and became even more turned on.
“Does it matter darling? He just wants to see such a beautiful woman like you get fucked. Let’s show him.” Blake Blossom grinned wickedly and Brickzilla slid himself inside her as she moaned loudly and held onto his shoulders. At this point the businessman unzipped his flies and got out his cock, stroking it to attention. Blake Blossom had a perfect view of this and became even more turned on, enjoying the feeling of being fucked while watching another man become aroused by it. Brickzilla held on to her breasts as he thrust into her and said,
“Let me know what he’s doing.”
“He’s got his cock out and he’s watching us while stroking it.” Blake Blossom responded quickly, in between her own moans; she could feel the familiar pleasure feeling rising. It seemed as though the businessman could also feel the pleasure mounting as he began groaning and stroking himself faster. Brickzilla too picked up the pace and glanced round to look at this guy watching him fuck his wife. Then he pushed deeper into Blake Blossom faster, desperate for some release.
Blake Blossom watched the businessman and Brickzilla alternately as she held Brickzilla’s head into her breasts, urging him to suck her nipples. She let out a raspy moan as Brickzilla slid back into her. Suddenly, there was a loud moan from the corner where the businessman was sitting. Blake Blossom looked up just in time to see him cum across the floor and the seat opposite him. Brickzilla couldn’t take anymore and thrust into Blake Blossom a couple more times before he too climaxed. Blake Blossom felt his cum spurt into her, and his throbbing cock against the walls of her pussy and it pushed her over the edge. She temporarily lost her voice as the strength of her orgasm hit her. She leant back against the wall of the carriage and closed her eyes; that was, by far, the best orgasm she had ever experienced.
