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You and I are going for a night on the town in the City. I am wearing a very low-cut top and a push up bra with a flared, very short skirt and thong panties. I have on my high heeled black patent leather pumps. When I spread my legs slightly you get a view of my crotch in the reflection. We are going deep into the city and have to ride the subway to get partway there. It is a Saturday night and, of course, the subway is crowded, people packed so close that bodies rub against each other, the sexual tension adding to the heat. We find our way to a center pole. You are wearing jeans, boots a wifebeater and a dress shirt, open, across your broad shoulders. Everyone is already looking at us, your body, the way I am dressed. We are like magnets for their imagination. I grab the pole as the train lurches and you make your way behind me. You are there to keep me steady. You place both hands upon my hips. Slowly they slide down until they?ve reached the bottom of my skirt. Passengers are still watching but are only vaguely aware of our movements. I arch my back as one of your hands slides across my ass and moves the string to one side. Your finger slowly traces the outside of my pussy urging me to spread my legs. You move a bit closer in behind me. You raise your other hand back up to my hip. A few passengers now have their gaze fixed upon us as if their eyes were glued open. You use your free hand to unbutton and unzip your jeans. Of course you are sans undergarments and it takes a determined hand to keep your hard, throbbing cock close to you until it is time. You slide your other hand back down to my ass, securing the slinky string and tracing your finger up and down my now anticipating, wet, pussy. You urge me to spread my legs wider, and I arch my back in response to your touch. The people standing beside us, rubbing their bodies against us, unknowingly pushing us closer, are oblivious to our actions. Those seated with their eyes transfixed have attracted the attention of others. They follow the gazes and cast their eyes upon us. Some are perplexed, they sense something but can?t quite see. Their minds play out fantasies that fill the air and add to the perfume of our intended coupling. Others can see, smell and taste. Some lick their lips, others close their eyes, some fondle their crotches, women raise their skirts. We are aware of all of this and it builds the anticipation. You press yourself against me and slide your cock into my wet and waiting pussy. We allow the rocking of the train to set the motion. Slowly, methodically I ride your cock as you are bounced in and out. A bump every now and again elicits a slight squeal from me drawing the attention of some around us. Nearly silent moans escape from both of us, but cause the surrounding participants to awaken. You begin to create your own rhythm, slightly faster, harder. I grab the pole tighter. I try to muffle my moans in my hands, but it is useless. Awareness has spread like a wave. We are nearly to our stop. You pump with greater force and speed and I cum. My pulsations are the last your cock senses before it explodes inside of me as you muffle your own pleasure. Slowly you remove your cock, dripping with our juices and place it against your warm abdomen. You zip and button your jeans and reach under my skirt to adjust my panties. The train stops, this is our destination. We exit the train leaving intimate strangers and a small puddle behind.

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