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Kelleebabes Trip
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Kelleebabes Trip It was an ordinary weekday morning commutes to work,... the Max train was more crowded than usual that particular morning, all seats were taken, already there wasn't much room left for all the people who had to stand... we were packed pretty tight and downtown was still long ways off..., there wasn't much for us to hold onto either when the Max train came to a stop or start ... it was all you could do to just keep on their feet ...I was one of those people...I found myself slowly being pushed further back into the corner of the car with each stop made... it finally got to the point where there wasn't any more room for stepping back the train was full...It was now just a matter of shifting around others to make room...I found myself standing close behind an attractive, well-dressed gentleman wearing a sharp London Fog trench coat... and closely behind me, stood a handsome young bearded fellow...I was literally sandwiched between the two men...both of which, I couldn't help notice, smelled awesome! I recognized the scent ... I believe the gentlemen in front of me was wearing the cologne Gary Flannel ... I dated a guy who wore that same cologne,... mmm, it smelled sexy...I remember it would drive me wild when he wore it... It wasn't long before I noted a faint whiff of another favorite man's cologne,... this time I believe it was coming from the guy behind me, mmm Cool Water, my younger brother wore it occasionally...My mind wandered briefly thinking back to that hot guy I dated, why did I stop dating him anyway?humm..., I hadn't noticed that a ton more people had boarded the train at the last stop..as the train lunged forward...it compressed all our bodies even tighter as it slowly gained speed, the forward movement made me stumble slightly into Grey Flannel, firmly knocking against his backside while trying to steady myself by grabbing his shoulder..I mumbled an apologies...he nodded, assuring me there were no worries ... I don't think his big broad shoulders had any difficulties absorbing my voluptuous body's weight against him... the rhythmic rocking of the train pitched me a few more steps off balance, this time knocking me and my big soft 48DD tits full on against him...while at my rear, the jostling of the train sent Cool Water's hips directly up against my big, fleshy ass...I'm pretty sure my bearded friend, Cool Water, didn't mind our accidental coupling, as a matter of fact, I'm pretty sure I was feeling the humm "results" of the young man'...and his slight dry humping against my soft fat ass... with one hand gently gripping my hip, the other on the small of my back, Cool Water slowly inched himself into a more convenient positioned...The train slowed to a stop once again, the doors parted and another influx of bodies pressed inwards....I felt the pushing and pressure of more bodies crowding in ...and again, the train surged forward ...at this point, all I could do was rest my whole body and face flat against Gray Flannels back, he's wide, firm, muscular back... I slowly inhaled his seductive aroma mmm "I couldn't help myself... I rubbed my cheek along his shoulder blade like that of a purring kitten...I swear I could feel his body stiffen with arousal and feel his chest expand while slowly, deeply moaning as he exhaled...mmm hearing that, or thinking I heard that sent a shiver down my spine and a wet tingle to my cunt...I was becoming sexually influenced... and then, I couldn't believe what I did next... I lightly bit him through his London Fog,... The rocking of the train was becoming hypnotic, ...I just rested my head on his back and let my full, heavy tits loosely rock with the movement of the train...I slide my hands down the sides of both his legs, which were hidden from view by the way my raincoat coat hung from my body...through his trousers I could feel his muscular thighs, I could feel the heat of his hardening cock, I wanted to grasp it, take it full on in my fist, but I didn't dare...I'm sure he could feel my desirous excitement pulsing through my now trembling body ...at least I was hoping he could...Cool Water must have seen what I was doing...and became quite inspired... his hands worked their way up to the fleshiness of my derriere... he began grinding his throbbing hard cock sneakily against my ample cheeks...while his busy fingers worked their way down between my ass cheeks.. ohhh my senses were flooding, electrified with carnal lust... I was between two human bodies that were a pure sexual pleasure...taking and being taken...then before I had a chance to think, Gray flannel spun himself 180 around.....I found myself staring into a pair of dilated steel blue eyes of the stranger I had just been biting... having never seen his face before because his backside had been the instrument of my unhinging... I froze...lost in overwhelming lust... my God...he was gorgeous...he pulled my body close with one arm and slipped his hand up under my shirt,...into my bra, and with his thumb and forefinger pinching my tiny erect nipple... rolling it slowly...firmly..now, my nipples are directly hardwired to my cunt.,.so, with him doing that and Cool Water groping my ass...I forgot where I was...didn't care who might be watching...I closed my eyes...and allowed my body to experience an incredibly intense orgasm...then and there! when I stepped off that crowded commuter train on that ordinary weekday morning...I had the lingering scent of my two favorite men's colognes, Grey Flannel and Cool Water following me off that train...I calmly adjusted my clothes and with my knees still weak, I made my way to work with my jaw aching from this silly little grin I just couldn't get rid of... My blood is alive...with many voices that tell me...I am made of longing, |
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I've learned through trial, and error that when a situation presents itself...you have to decide if you're willing to follow through and be a big girl and have some nasty, kinky... My blood is alive...with many voices that tell me...I am made of longing,
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1 post 12/1/2017 11:58 am |
What a great experience, very well written.
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I love Trimet sometimes! That was an amazing story. Being a guy I normally get those that do I want to stand by the construction worker looks though!
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What fun! I'll bet they had big grins for the rest of the day. And could not wait to take care of their aching cocks at 1st chance.
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