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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago
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Her phone rings, high says the gentle voice a guy. you all ok for our day in the city?
Mmmm she replies, what’s the plan?
You ok to wear something special for me? He replies. Special? she replies, like what?
He thinks for a moment and thinks, how about that short black skirt, holdups, heels, that sheer cream blouse, with a black bra. Bring a cardi, it may get cold.
She thinks for a moment, listening to his breath down the phone, her cunt is moist, she touches herself and say what about nix, you did say what colour.
He smiles as he says, no nix babe, travel down here with no nix on.
What do you have planned she asks.
You will see, it will be fun. They continue a normal conversation, their last words that day are love you, see you tomorrow.
Dressed as requested she arrives at a busy London station, her heart is beating fast, she’s aware that people are looking at her, the black bra very visible under her blouse. Where is he, his late, or is he standing looking at her from a far, getting turned on by the looks of passersby.
Her phone rings, his sexy voice says, where are you ?, she replies near the information desk, he says I see you. His standing behind her and kisses her neck, she stands still and enjoys the moment. He slides his hand up her skirt feeling the top of her lace hold ups. Her pussy gets very wet.
He takes her hand, looks down at her breast, with a little adoring groan and the head for the underground, its busy, they travel down on the escalators , they chat about the journey, his morning at work, he leans forward and kisses her head, his hand glides over her skirt, he breaths you naughty girl, and smiles.
The tube is busy; they stand close together, his hands gently sliding up and down her leg, the skirt rising with each stroke, suddenly his hand moves towards her moist pussy, his finger tip invade her lips, moist finger with drawn, he leans towards her, you are a slut, and kisses her full on the lips and licks his fingers.
Our stop, off the train they ride on the steep escalator , he stand behind her fingering her pussy, making her wetter. Where are we going she asks, to the river, its lovely down there.
Out in the street they chat and walk, holding hands and jay walking to the to the banks of the river.
He leans again the wall and pulls her towards him they kiss a long and lingering kiss, her leg between his. His firm cock throbbing. The people on the street, just walk on by with no concept of their world.
Her hand slides over his cock, it throbs and twitches with her every touch, his tight trousers getting tighter as his manhood grows. She finds the tip of his cock and rubs her thumb across and a small damp patch is felt. His eyes are drawn to her cleavage; his finger traces her sumptuous breast line. Mmmmm, a fab view…….. he smiles and kisses her. They walk and talk, hand in hand along the bank of the river, other people rushing in the city.
Come on lets ride the tube , his grip tightens on her hand, once again into the underground play ground , for another round of fingering pussy, licking fingers and touching his cock smiling and kissing as the world passes by. They get off the tube and sit in a park, he makes some phone calls as she plays with his cock discreetly in his trousers, the park bench being passed by Londoners and sightseers going to see Buckingham palace. She leans her head down and bites his firm cock threw his trousers. His hand slides down the back of her skirt, his finger stroke the base of her spine; he pulls her tighter towards him and slides his fingers in her wet pussy. With a few moments of playing his finger strokes her tight bum, she groans with pleasure. Her cunt is filled with her juices.
They walk from the bench toward the busy streets of people, those blissfully unaware of the height of sexual tension between these two people. Travelling the tube is great fun……………………. Will they?
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