1. Train Trip Home


    Date: 3/25/2024, Categories: Exhibitionist & Voyeur, Author: byyellowjacket66, Source: Literotica 

    ... hand. I finally came. Wow, did I come. My body jerked and I gasped, possibly drawing the attention of the people sitting in the front of the car. I was naked except for the skirt bunched around my waist and I was glowing from the perspiration on my bare chest. I was overwhelmed from lust and the danger.

Suddenly, there was some movement in the front of the car, a conductor was walking through checking on everyone. I quickly pulled my blouse back onto my shoulders. My 'friend' across the aisle lowered his shirt and pulled up his pants. I was in trouble, not having enough time to get my blouse buttoned. I had it over my shoulders, but didn't have time to button it, so I leaned against the window and pulled my blouse closed, pretending to look out the window at the darkness.

The conductor walked by and didn't say a thing. After he went back to the next car, I quickly buttoned my blouse while my friend across the aisle gave me an amused look. I'd almost been caught naked. A few minutes later, the conductor came back through our car. I was sitting up. He winked at me. I wondered why but then I saw my bra, pantyhose and panties on the seat across from me next to my purse. I realized that when he had gone ...
    ... through before, my shirt was hiked up leaving my ass exposed. I was embarrassed, but also titillated at his knowing that I was nearly naked.

My partner across the aisle was looking at me and sheepishly laughing. I stuck my tongue out at him and lifted my skirt, giving him a last look at my pussy. We were getting close to the station and other people were moving through the car, so I just put my underwear in my purse.

When the train stopped, I grabbed my things, dashed for the exit and got out of there as fast as I could. Fortunately, my husband was waiting in the car for me. He was pleasantly surprised that I was not wearing a bra or panties and asked if I had travelled the whole way like that. I told him I had taken off my underwear just before we stopped and it was for him. He noticed how wet my cunt was and if he recognized the traces of semen that I had rubbed on it, he didn't say anything. I hoped he didn't notice.

Thinking about it later, I had really been daring and had taken a big risk, but it was a very fulfilling train ride.

It was good for my feminine ego to have given the gay guy a hard-on.

Maybe I had turned him back to the other side.

But then again, maybe he wasn't gay at all.
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