It was during the summer holidays and Sara and I had told our parents we'd go shopping. It would be a girls' day out; shopping, chatting, more shopping and perhaps lunch. That's what we told our parents. However, Sara had secretly been seeing this guy, whom she knew her parents wouldn't approve of; mainly because he was a few years older. Sara preferred spending some 'quality time' with him and therefore she'd hop off at the next stop. She'd given me some money, and I would go shopping for the both of us. I was fine with that. That's what friends are for, right?

Anyway, one day as we sat in the train waiting for it to depart, we both noticed a risqué poster advertising perfume. The guy and the woman were both virtually naked and literally wrapped around one another. In our compartment there were just the two of us and a 50 something guy dressed in a business suite across the aisle. We spoke softly about the poster, but as the train wasn't moving yet the man could probably still hear it all anyway. At least, when I looked his way our eyes met. He looked purposefully at the poster and then back at me, raising an eyebrow.

It almost felt like an invitation. When I glanced at him again he smiled at me; he was good looking, kind of distinguished and definitely a silver fox. I flushed and I instantly felt some heat between my legs. I’m not usually the type of girl who goes for older guys, but he definitely had something about him. Sara chatted on and on about her boyfriend, and I managed to respond at the right moments with the right comments. Yes, he was cute. Yes, he was handsome. Every once in a while I'd glance at the guy, and I’m sure he had an erection.

When the ticket inspector showed up, the guy had already put his jacket in his lap and pretended to be reading his newspaper. The inspector left and I knew that we'd probably not see him again. We arrived at the next station where Sara had to get off. She squeezed past me and smiled. "Have fun and I'll text you!" "Yeah, behave yourself," I smiled back, knowing full well what she and her boyfriend would be up to. Sara got off the train and I saw that her boyfriend was waiting for her.

I carefully looked around, but the man across the aisle and I were still the only people in our compartment. Normally I'd have taken the window seat that Sara had just vacated, but that would mean I wasn’t sat directly in front of this intriguing man. As I glanced his way again he caught my eyes and smiled. Then, he nodded at his groin and I couldn't help but look. He'd put his paper and jacket aside and his dark trousers formed a tent at his crotch. I couldn't look away, completely mesmerised as he slowly unbuckled his suit trousers.

I felt my heart hammer and my mouth went dry. He unzipped himself and I think he may have smiled at me again, but I was too engrossed with the hand that pushed his boxers down, while the other took an averaged sized but very wide cock out of its awkward position. I didn't realise that I was biting my lip, until I tasted blood. I felt his eyes on me as he slowly started stroking his cock. I swallowed, but my mouth still felt dry. He moved his hand slowly up and down his shaft, stroking the tip with his thumb. When he reached his other hand towards me as an invitation, I hesitantly stood up, took my bag and moved towards him.

He patted on the seat beside him and I sat down and watched as he continued to masturbate. Watching him and hearing his heavy breathing turned me on. My panties were already damp from simply staring across the aisle, but now I felt my body response more urgently. "You like this?" he asked quietly, looking from me to his cock and back again. I could only nod, not trusting my voice. While he ran his left hand up and down his cock, his right hand found its way to my left thigh. I was wearing a knee length skirt and a rather tight shirt. His hand on my bare thigh sent strong signals to my body. My nipples hardened and my pussy became wetter.

My heart pounded loudly and my breathing became heavier. I sank down in my seat, as his hand slowly wandered up my leg until he reached my panty clad slit. "Mmm," he murmured,"Nice and Wet" All I could do was moan and push myself against his probing fingers. He leant closer and whispered: "Take them off.” I blinked and turned to him. He was wearing thin rimmed glasses and his hazel eyes bore into mine, so I nodded. Lifting up my bottom I reached underneath my skirt, and quickly pulled down my panties and took them off.

"Very nice," he smiled, before looking at his cock again which glistened with moisture. "Wanna taste it?" I nodded and he spread his legs wider for me. I looked quickly around just to make sure we were absolutely alone, before I slid down the seat and positioned myself between his legs. I gingerly touched the tip of his cock and felt him shudder. I moved a bit closer and licked the moisture off the head. I could tell he liked that. So I took his shaft in my hand and started stroking him. "Fuck," he sighed as he sank a little further down his seat, touching my face.

I licked the tip again, before I gently started to suck it, and got rewarded by another deep sigh. As one hand moved up and down his shaft, my other hand cradled his swollen balls, and gently rubbed and squeezed them. I licked my lips before opening my mouth wider. I slid my lips around his large mushroom, sucking it, letting my tongue run over it. He groaned and I moaned, as I felt my pussy leak some juice, that slowly trickled down my thighs. His hands moved to my head, and I sensed his urgency as his fingers dug in my skull.

"Mmm," I moaned as I took his cock deeper inside my mouth. He pushed me tighter onto his prick and I got the message. One hand cupped his balls, the other started stroking his cock harder and faster, until my face bobbed up and down his large cock, taking him a little deeper every time his cock slid back in. "Fuck yeah," he groaned, I complied, my hand on his cock preventing him from sliding down my throat. He was simply too wide. He started to thrust his hips and I heard him growl.

Within seconds, I felt his hot creamy load shoot into my mouth, and I quickly swallowed and managed to keep it all in. His cock slid out off my mouth and I looked up at him. His hazel eyes bore down on mine again, and he smiled and nodded his approval while stroking my dark hair. He gestured that I should sit down and I did so. It was his turn to get to his knees. He spread my legs and pulled me close to the edge of the seat, and my eyes grew large when I realised what he was going to do. I'd been fingered before, but never had someone eaten my pussy.

There was nothing that could have prepared me for that feeling; the warm roughness of his wet tongue lapping at my slit, teasing my clit and poking at the entrance of my pussy. "Oh my gosh!" I cried out when he decided that just his tongue wouldn't do, and gently pushed a finger inside of me. I bucked against his face and felt how my orgasm was already building up inside of me. He inserted another finger and started pumping in and out of my pussy, while his tongue remained working miracles on my clit.

"Oh God!" I moaned as I was so close to cumming. My eyes were closed, my legs draped over this older guy’s shoulders, his face buried in my pussy licking and sucking it, his fingers diligently working their way in and out of my warm, wet cunt. I could feel that I was so close, any second now and it was too late. My cunt twitched, clasped and spasmed uncontrollably at his fingers and face. I had to bite the back of my hand to quell my moans. Fuck, I came and I came hard, I’m just glad I never squirted or else there would have been one hell of a mess in the compartment.

He sat back opposite me and smiled as he sorted himself out, and I did the same across from him. If anyone were to have entered the compartment right now, they’d have thought that butter wouldn’t melt in our mouths. The driver announced the final stop as we made ourselves presentable. Together we walked towards the doors while the train moved slowy to a halt. I looked up at him and our eyes met for the final time, we smiled at eachother and then the doors opened and he got off. I waited for him to get out of sight, and then I left the train with a big smile on my face.

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Hello. Playing the girl on the train gives you the chance to play literally anyone you like. You can be an up and coming lawyer or a student; it doesn’t matter, we see many walks of life travelling on trains for pleasure, leisure and work. It also means that you’re at liberty to wear what you like, as long as you have a skirt or dress on for obvious reasons. You don’t have to look like my description, you can look just as you are right now, blonde, brunette, redhead or jet black. It doesn’t have to be a plain old train either; it can be the tube, subway or even a bus or coach, whatever resonates with you the most.

Whoever you are and whatever you wear, in my mind you’re hot. But do you know it? Can you tell after being in the same compartment as me for a few minutes. Do you notice my eyes all over your sexy little body, not touching you at all, but thinking how I am going to mark that flesh with my seed. Do you taunt or tease me. Do you engage with me and start to chat. Do you even like older guys. Do you wait for me to get off the train and follow me. Of course whoever you are, I will do my very best to charm you. Or if you like we can play it darker, I can be a dirty, seedy and perverted older guy.

I’m from the UK. 56, 6.1 ft tall, big build but not overweight, hazel eyes, short dark hair with grey streaks, greying facial hair, nice looking and big hands with long fingers. Distinguished looking I guess. Hairy chest, tummy, arms and legs. Big feet. I’m good fun, an avid listener, kind and respectful. I have a dark, dry and sarcastic sense of humour and usually succeed in making people laugh. I’m kinky and maybe a bit perverted and this needs to be explored. Lately I’ve been obsessed with women in their 20s, which has hit me full in the face. Maybe I’m going through the whole male menopause thing, I don’t know.

kinks; younger women, age difference, size difference, outfit control, heels, stockings, thigh highs, crotchless panties, swearing, dirty talk, name calling, East Asian women, frenulum play, cum play, toy play, remote vibrators, edging, orgasm denial, manipulation, gas lighting, public sex, public touching, spanking and dominance (depending on my mood).

Dislikes: beatings, piss, shit, gore, scat, feet, switchers, Ghosts.

(I am 18 and all participants and characters must be 18 ) Please don’t respond with just ‘hi’ ‘how are you today’ ‘what are you doing’ or ‘what’s your name.’ I put a lot of effort into my prompts and writing. So at least act like you’ve read this. Use the words (POSTER) in your first message. Surprisingly I do get a lot of requests, so please bear with me; I like to respond.