On my way home

Yesterday something wonderful happened on my way home after work.
I was on the train, sitting by the carriage’s doors.
Minding my business, I was lazily reading the newspaper.

This boy comes in at a stop and, although there’s still some place to sit, decides to stand by the doors as well.
He’s handsome and elegant: a hat on his head, nice dark shirt, tight orange trousers and leather shoes.
He immediately spots me and smiles.
I don’t wonder why because my skirt ends way above my knees, and I wear boots.
I smile back and hold eye contact for a few seconds until I return my view on the paper.
I can tell that he keeps on looking at me for a while before turning his eyes away.

Suddenly his telephone rings.
He nervously extracts it from a small shoulder bag, and that’s when it all starts!
Inadvertently something else sticks out of the open bag: it’s a bunch of condoms and a flacon.
Its label clearly reads “lube”.
I feel a first blush coming up.
He carries on with the call, and talks while watching out of the window.
I can barely hear his voice, but I can read his lips.
“Hi… yes, I’m on my way… I will be on time…
Yes, I did hear my friends, they both confirmed. They’re coming…
I sent you their nicknames, you may check their profiles and verifications…
Yeah, I’ve known them for a while, had a few parties together. Nice blokes…
How do I feel? Nervous, as usual (he laughs).
It seems like I never get used to this…
Yes, I really looking forward to meeting her, I’ve read so many good things about…
How do I want her to dress?”
At his point he turns to me.
I can just turn my eyes in time, avoiding getting caught while overhearing his conversation.
But a second blush, stronger than the first, blares up my cheeks and I am not sure if he sees it.
He turns again to the window.
“What about miniskirt and boots? This combination has always been a turn on for me…”

A few seconds later he hangs up.
That’s when he realizes that the naughty content of his bag has been exposed to the world.
He quickly fixes it and stares around.
I keep my head down but by now my heart is racing.
I know exactly what he was talking about.

The train pulls in at another station.
He has been biting softly his lips, lost in some daydreaming.
But now he moves toward the door and gets ready to get off.

This is one of those moments where you know you’ve got to do something.
A crazy idea comes to my mind and I violently reject it…
But I know I will definitely regret not to follow this call.
My belly feels like a cosmic void, threatening to suck in the whole universe.
It will be gone soon…

I wait for him to get out onto the platform.
Only then I stand up and follow, but already putting some safe distance between us.
I feel like a spy, one of those mad stalkers whose stories are reported to the police.
But I’m too intrigued by now.
This is funnier than anything seen on TV.

After not so long, I see him walking inside a lingerie shop.
I do not dare getting closer, but I’d be so happy to take a better look at the manikins.
It takes a while for him to get back out.
A pink bag with a black ribbon hangs from his hand.

A little later and he eventually reaches his destination.
It’s decision time again: a split second during which an inner force takes control of me and leads my actions.
He makes a short phone call and then walks directly to the entrance of a block of flats.
He presses a button on the intercom, it buzzes, the door unlocks…
And that’s when I touch him!

He’s obviously surprised to see me, but not scared.
Definitely it must be a shock to be approached by a woman just before something very naughty is about to happen.
I’d pay good money to share the confusion in his head.
“Hi” he says.
“HI” I say.
“What’s the matter? Do we know each other?”
“Well, not really. Actually we were on the train together”
He takes a better look at me and recognizes my legs.
“Oh yes, of course. You were sitting very close to me”
“Indeed”
A moment of silence, then we both start talking at the same time.
We both stop, we both laugh.

Five minutes later we are sitting at a pub we find close by.
He has called who ever is waiting for him, explaining a delay due to a last work call he has forgotten to do; he’ll be soon calling again to get in.
Then he brings the drinks to the table.
“So you’ve seen what’s in my bag, right?”
I nod and can’t help but giggle.
“What else do you know about me?”
“I overheard your call in the train”
He’s astonished again.
I enjoy leaving him speculate on his own for a while.
Before he can talk again, my voice dictates these precise words:
“Listen, I do not want to know too much about it.
Just tell me if I can join the party, then blindfold me and bring me in.”
His mouth must have dried all at once, but he negotiated a lovely smile.
“I guess there won’t be any problem about that”.

When the door opens I can feel the warm air coming from inside the flat.
The smell is undoubtedly a mix of sweat and latex, or rather condoms.
A woman moans, and then some rhythmic liquid sound follows. 
It’s a blowjob.
I am blind folded; the guy leads me to the room where it is taking place.
“Oh hello” a male voice says.
“Oh hi, I’m sorry, I know this was not on the plan”
“No worries, but how come you did not tell us before about your friend?”
“erm, it has been a last minute arrangement..”

Hands start exploring my body, squeezing my breast, probing my sex.
My short skirt is soon no more than a belt around my waist, some one slaps my ass.
My tiny underwear is tenderly taken off before another hand begins touching me with such intensity that I may come already.
The other woman moans every now and then, while there’s a lot of panting around us.
I’m pushed on my knees and prompted by cocks.
I can’t help but notice the difference between those already hard and those yet to be.

The rest of it is all blurred in my memory.
I definitely had my tongue in her pussy.
It tasted cock and sperm, someone had just come in there.
While doing so, they started fucking me from behind.
When they found out that I would take it up in the ass, the room cheered.
They dped me twice, while rarely giving me the chance to breath without a cock in my mouth.
I could not understand how many men were there, but they kept on coming back, mostly hard like rocks.
At a certain point I had to call a stop for my bum after three big guys had constantly fucked it for god knows how long.
I eventually was left just with cocks to suck, and I swallowed more than 5 thick loads of spunk (I lost count after the fifth, but there were more for sure).
When I finally stood up from the bed I almost fainted.

In the bathroom I registered my status.
My bum hurt but it was bearable.
My pussy was pretty sore and my jaws were tired, but all in all it felt great.
Watching at myself in the mirror, all stained with sperm, I thought of an ancient Roman matron after an orgy.
The feeling must have been the same: the knot in my belly had been utterly untied…
While having a shower, I touched myself for one more orgasm.

I walked out of the apartment without talking to anybody.
The guy who brought me there was with me.
His name was M and he revealed to be a very gentle man.
We soon agreed that we were starving, and again we found ourselves sitting in a restaurant just behind the corner.
Conversation went on well, he had an interesting job to talk about.
Actually I felt like any job could sound interesting when described by his words.
The choice of food was excellent, and so did the wine.
Once the food was finished he sat on my side of the table, and started caressing my legs, and touching my pussy every time no waiters were around.
We then heard some music, and discovered that a party was going on downstairs.
With the last glass of wine in our hands we joined in there and had great fun commenting the guests.
We loved the pretty ladies in short dresses, and laughed about the young boys, so clumsy but full of energy and expectations.
I then called it a night when I realized I was going to loose my last train home.
I said the last goodbye when he offered to wait for it with me.
“It’s not necessary” I said, and he was gone.
I was home half an hour later.
With a grin on my face, I fell asleep in no time and it has been one of the best sleep ever.
This morning it felt great.