The metro becomes almost chillingly quiet in its last couple hours. Many of the cars completely empty, so when a large man steps onto the same one as you its noticeable. As he looks around, you see him look your way. Do our eyes meet? Do you look away before they can? You won't miss my presence as I come over and sit near you. Why? There are so many seats available on this empty ride and its the one next to you that I take.

You know why, but denial is quick and strong. It pushes down our worst fears in the vain hope of a better reality.

The response of the first touch is always a treat. Do you jump? As my hand settles onto your thigh do you try to push me off? As my other arm reaches and grasps your shoulder do you give in? It takes no time for me to start enjoying my new found treat. Kneading your thigh, rubbing your arms, pulling your closer and catching a whiff of your scent. Every sensation will be remembered forever; the plush of your flesh, the expressions you display, what sounds and words you muster up, the taste of your neck as I start to lick and suck. How long before you melt enough for me to comfortably start invading your clothes, feeling the parts of you normally hidden away, enjoyed by very few.

Do I drag myself onto you, pushing you down and wrapping your around me, or do I pull you on top and make any potential onlookers we pass each stop think its consensual and shameless? As clothes get pulled and peeled do you try to hide yourself again or do you lay slightly exposed? All these different reactions are each their own joy. I'd really like to know how you react as I devour every inch of you.

Inevitably, we reach a stop that puts an end to our pleasure I've forced you into. As the train stops, I rise. As the doors open, I pull on your arm and threaten to take you away.

Was I convincing enough for you to allow me more? Are you weak-willed enough to lose all agency? Are you curious enough to see what else the night has in store? I can only promise to be slow and methodical as I force your body to enjoy itself through an entire night.

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Not particularly picky, just be able to communicate boundaries and desires. If the scene sounds fun but someplace like metro is just too much, I'm not at all attached and will happily molest you anywhere. Parks, clubs, bars, dark alleys, I've played in many settings and they all have their pros and cons. Eventually, I'd like to drag you to a hotel and explore as much of you as physically possible.

I'm big, balding, and ENM with a primary partner. Those are the usual dealbreakers. Not looking for someone to grope and then marry, I want to use to use you like a toy. If it becomes recurring, all the more convenient for me. That's not to say I don't or can't care about you, I'm looking to pull pleasure from another fully functioning human after all, not an emotionless doll.

About 95% of replies I get from these posts are bots and OF sellers, so to weed those out tell me what about this post piqued your interest the most. It'll make a good conversation starter.