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Another day at work had come to an end, and as you scanned the crowd on the train, you couldn’t help but feel a sense of monotony. The packed train was filled with people glued to their phones, oblivious to the world around them. But today was different.

As the train jerked to a stop, the person in the four-seater opposite you got up, accidentally bumping your leg in the process. A few passengers disembarked, making room for new ones. Lost in your thoughts about dinner and what to watch on TV, you barely noticed someone making their way towards the vacant seat across from you.

But when you looked up, you were struck by her sheer beauty. Her blonde, curly locks cascaded over her exposed collarbones, and her white singlet clung to her curves enticingly. A loose skirt completed her alluring ensemble, and your eyes couldn’t help but gravitate down her tantalizing thighs and calves. Meeting her gaze, you were entranced by the adorable smile forming on her pink, inviting lips.

Suddenly aware that she had caught you checking her out, a rush of embarrassment flushed your cheeks and neck. You chastised yourself for appearing like an oblivious sleaze and quickly averted your gaze. Why couldn’t you have just mustered the courage to say hello and engage in a conversation? Instead, you felt like a blushing fool.

Amidst the shuffling of passengers at the next stop, the person beside you vacated their seat, making way for a new arrival. Amidst the hustle, you couldn’t help but notice that your knees were now touching hers. Stealing another glance at her, you found her pale blue eyes locked with yours. And then it happened – her knee began to move softly up and down, tantalizingly brushing against your inner thigh. Was it accidental?

You gazed back at her, and to your surprise, she responded with a playful smile. Overwhelmed by a surge of excitement, you reciprocated her smile, feeling an electrifying connection between you. People began to exit the train again, but all your attention was absorbed by her hand now lightly massaging your leg. She nibbled her lip, looking divine, and your eyes couldn’t withstand wandering over her body once more. Her singlet accentuated her curves, and her skin seemed incredibly soft.

But just as you began to dwell on your inappropriate thoughts, you snapped back to reality, fighting to suppress your growing arousal. However, you noticed that she hadn’t just appreciated your gaze; she had been scanning your body as well. Her hands seemed to wander absentmindedly over her own form, but you couldn’t shake the feeling that it was intended for your eyes only.

Entranced, you watched as her hands traced sensually along her exposed shoulders, down her breasts, causing her nipples to harden visibly through her top. They continued their journey along her waist, along her mesmerizing thighs, until they reached the edge of her skirt. Meeting your gaze, she playfully winked, and her fingers traced along the hem, gradually lifting it higher, revealing a stunning secret – she was wearing no panties.

Your excitement was instant, and the image of her glistening, bare pussy became imprinted in your mind. A mischievous smirk appeared on her face, demonstrating her awareness of your now painfully erect cock pressing against your trousers, aching to be unleashed inside her perfect, waiting pussy.

As the train halted at another station, several seats in your four-seater became vacant, and she swiftly moved to sit beside you, pressing her entire body against yours. You stole a quick glance at her, only to discover her gazing nonchalantly ahead. Her hand began to stroke gently along your arm, eventually reaching your hand, which she delicately squeezed before placing it on her bare thigh.

Nervously, you began to caress her inner thigh, your fingers lightly gliding over her skin as she arched against you. Your hands trembled with anticipation as you ventured higher, unsure of how far you could go, yet consumed with desire to slide your fingers between her wet lips. Finally, you reached the edge of her skirt, hesitating momentarily, questioning her desires. Sensing your pause, she parted her legs, inviting you deeper, and a warm sensation radiated from her thighs, signaling her arousal.

Your hand inched higher, fueled by growing anticipation. You were throbbing inside your trousers, desperately wanting to explore her moist depths. She pressed herself closer, her breasts firmly pressed against your arm, heightening your senses. With your finger now sufficiently lubricated by her juices, you cautiously slid it inside her, savoring the warmth and wetness, relishing in the feeling of her pussy enveloping your fingertips, enticing you to delve deeper.

She clung to you tightly, and you were acutely aware of her thighs relaxing around your hand. Slowly lowering herself on the seat, she allowed you to find more of her. The wondered of her pussy wrapped around your aching erection consumed your mind as she shifted and glanced around discreetly. But you knew – this intimate display was exclusively for you.

Without restraint, you increased the tempo of your strokes around her clit, feeling her body respond eagerly. Sneaking a glance at her, you were amazed at how composed she appeared, her cheeks betraying a subtle blush. Forgotten was the fact that you were on a train, surrounded by other passengers so close by. As if in perfect synchronization, she unzipped your pants, freeing your pulsating cock from its confined space.

Her gentle hands wrapped around your shaft, expertly stroking up and down, while her lips brushed against the tip, leaving a trail of anticipation with each tiny kiss. Your hips instinctively thrust forward, yearning to glide between those inviting, pink lips. As you held her hair back, your other hand caressed the back of her neck, guiding her in her descent. Her warm breath against your skin sent electric shocks coursing through your entire body. Her tongue teasingly circled the head of your penis, driving you to the brink of pleasure.

But just as you were lost in this blissful trance, the train abruptly stopped again, jolting you back to reality. Hastily, you withdrew your hand from her thigh, acutely aware of her arousal coating your fingers, as people began to cram back into the train. With a crimson face, you attempted to hide your erection, when you realized she had skillfully shifted along the seat, concealing your passionate encounter from prying eyes.

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