Railed on a train - Sex Stories

Railed on a train

James was just finishing up his morning coffee and was about to head to the café restroom as usual when he caught sight of the clock above the counter. “Excuse me,” he accosted the barista. “Is that clock accurate?”

“Doesn’t your phone tell time?” She rolled her eyes at him.

He looked at his Rolex and found it nearly half an hour behind the clock. He then finally pulled out his phone and saw that the clock was only a minute or two faster. It was his expensive wristwatch that was incorrect.

“Damn it,” he cursed as he ran off. He stopped to leave money next to the cup at his table but then began to run again.

After weaving between pedestrians skillfully, he managed to reach the train station just before his train left. Luckily he had a pass and did not need to purchase a ticket and the conductor let him on without any delay.

It was only after he had been shown to his compartment that James realized he still very much needed to use the restroom. He left his briefcase behind in the compartment and made his way to the closest restroom. The door was slightly ajar, and James took the effort to roll his eyes at whoever lacked the courtesy to shut it properly when they were done.

When he entered, he instinctively reached to turn on the light, despite it having already been on. When he faced front again, he was met with the sight of a young girl seated on the lone toilet, panties around her ankles and knees spread, giving him a perfect view of something he should ...

... never see on a girl that young.

He was frozen in place, not sure what to say or do. The girl stared back at him, not in shocked but in disinterest. She obviously was more concerned with finishing her business.

James could not help but take note of her appearance. She had brunette hair and was wearing a white blouse with navy blue school vest and matching skirt. She had calf length socks and buckle shoes. Her hair was in braided pigtails and her face was round and pale with slight freckles.

James felt the need to explain himself but did not want to be seen talking to someone in the restroom. Instinctively he shut and locked the door. Only then did the girl seem concerned. “I'm still using it,” she informed him in a calm manor.

His mind racing, James thought of any excuse. “I cannot wait,” he sputtered stupidly. Sighing, the girl scooted backwards on the seat. James was shocked when he realized she was making room for him to pee right between her legs.

The thought of turning her down only crossed his mind for a second. Regardless of the circumstances that led him here, he was not going to pass up the chance to be this close to a girl exposing her lower half to him. He did not care if it was pathetic or he looked stupid. She basically just told him to get close enough to see everything.

The girl watched as he undid his fly and exposed his penis. He had to squat to point it down enough to aim between her legs. She looked perplexed. “Are you going to aim from there?” ...