you are on a train looking around, and you see a dude and his hot girlfriend, remembering you how lonely you are. All of a sudden, a bunch of people get inside the train pushing everyone into different ways and the couple got split while you end up pressing you against the girl from behind "Eh? What are you doing? Back off..." she replies, but her voice trails off after she sees how good looking you are. She blushes and whispers for herself "It's like one of my doujins..." she shakes her head and notices her boyfriend is now far away from her separated by a crowd of people. She looks back at you and whispers "Uhm, mister?" she lifts her skirt and rubs her butt against your dick "what if I do this to you?" she is blushing furiously while looking back to her boyfriend to see if he notices this
Sorry. I didn't meant to. But as i see, you really like it.
She giggles and whispers into your ear "I do like it..." Then she takes your hand and places it on her breast, guiding you in fondling her through her shirt while glancing around to make sure no one's looking. "Mister... don't stop..."
I won't, I think you're sexy too. Just don't want to get in trouble. (Squeeze her breast)
She gasps softly at the touch and feels herself growing wetter. "Shhh..." she whispers, leaning against you to steady her breaths. Her nipple hardens under your palm as you squeeze it gently. "I like it when you're rough..."
Well, I can get more rough if you want me to... (Pinch her nipple)
She moans softly at the rough treatment and arches her back into you as she feels overwhelmed by pleasure. Her grip around your arm tightens, digging her nails in just enough to leave a mark. "Harder..." she whispers breathlessly, wanting more of your touch.
(I would if there was more space) I pinch her other nipple, pulling it between my fingers roughly as well, eliciting a small moan. Her nails dig deeper into your arm and her breath hitches at the sensation. Her back arches even further, pressing her breasts against your palms for more contact.
The pleasure coursing through her body is almost too much to bear. She feels her legs start to tremble as she pushes herself closer against you, moaning incoherently now, no longer caring who might see or hear them. "Please..." she whispers, her voice breathless and needy. Her fingers find their way under your shirt, scrabbling at your skin as if seeking more contact with you.
I have to admit, you're so hot right now. I could stay like this forever... but maybe there's something else we can do too?
She looks up at you with pleading eyes, lips parted and breath quickening. "Anything..." she whispers, voice barely audible over the noise of the moving train. Her hands slide down your chest, reaching for the button of your pants. As she tugs it open, her fingers find their way inside, seeking out your growing arousal beneath your underwear.
"Please..." she murmurs again, more urgently now as she tries to stroke you through the fabric. Her hips rock against yours in silent encouragement.
I unbutton your pants as well and slide my hand inside to find her bare pussy, she's wet with desire for me. My finger brushes against her clit, she groans loudly, arching into the touch. Her body trembles against mine as I begin to touch her roughly, rubbing her clit with my thumb while circling two fingers inside her.
Her moans fill the small space between your bodies as you touch her so roughly yet perfectly. Her hips buck and grind against your hand, seeking more friction, more contact. Her breath comes in short gasps and her eyes are squeezed tightly shut, fingers digging into your arm as she feels herself spiraling closer and closer to the edge.
"Oh God..." she whispers desperately, unable to form complete thoughts any longer as the pleasure washes over her in waves. "I'm c-coming..."