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Bernice's phone sex blog - my train journey..... cums to an end xxx. - 2012-12-18 08:46:05

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It took less than a minute for me to cum, hard and strong, shuddering as I felt the orgasm rip through me, my pussy clenched his fingers and I felt the familiar warmth of my love juice spurt over his hand, he continued, harder and deeper, resting his forehead against my ass as he jabbed at my soaking convulsing sex&.
I couldnt take much more, my breath came in husky rasps and I lifted my wrist to my mouth stifling the need to scream my cumming, I needed, no wanted him to stop, grabbing his wrist I turned to face him, mouthing the words, I whispered&.. Stop, Please stop&&.my grip loosened as he removed his cum soaked hand from between my legs, I became conscious of the stickiness escaping me and crossed my legs trying to prevent the sweet scented fluid trickling down my thigh
He shuffled in his seat examining the wetness of his cuff and lifting his head he smiled confidently &&.his amusement evident in his crystal blue eyes as tiny creases formed around them indicating he was a warm and smiley person. He looked at me knowingly&

I had not time to envisage the man who had touched me; the circumstances during this unbelievable hot encounter had taken me completely by surprise. My responses were governed by my surroundings; a crowded train full of commuters, oh Christ&.yes indeed a train FULL of people who may have witnessed me cum hard and probably noisily, blushing i banished the thought, and studied the man in front of me

And then it dawned on me. &&FUCK!!&..As if today hadnt been shameful enough &I recognized him&I KNEW him!!!! This guy lived but a few doors from my house, we had been neighbors for a long while and he had watched me evolve from a very young girl to the woman i was today; I had often noticed him&. In his garden& cleaning his car&.. Walking his dog along the path outside my gate&. Hed paced outside my house and paused a few times&..possibly to catch a glimpse of me? Id sometimes wondered if his apparent interest in me was one of sexual intrigue

I had exchanged shy smiles and polite hellos when i had seen him as he was friendly and pleasant, and if i were completely honest with myself, Id had thought about him whilst I lay awake in the quiet hours &.

He took my hand as if to calm me, was my rising panic obvious?

He rose from his seat and guided me a few feet towards the door as our stop was approaching. He stood a little taller than me, my neighbor had impeccable taste and his suit only enhanced his handsome stature, facing the door he spoke&..I dont normally take the train Bernice, but I know that you do

I felt numb other than the awareness of my drenched knickers and wet stocking tops, conscious of my trembling hand as he held it in his. He continued.. . I also know you always choose to take the carriage at the back of the train, hence why I was seated there.

Was this really happening?, my pulse raced, I could hear my pounding heart resound in my head. And my breathing had quickened, he turned only to sample my heaving breasts beneath my flimsy blouse, I caught his eye, inhaled and opened my mouth to speak, and yet, I had nothing to say, i felt completely in awe of this man and the effect he was having on me,

Thankfully the train had reached the station. He stepped onto the platform and offered his other hand to me. I took it graciously its stickiness brought a coy smile to my face, mimicking my expression he smiled, you have a beautiful smile Bernice, I have always thought so

Blushing , I watched as he ran THOSE fingers through his blonde hair ,a sprinkling of grey only made him more distinguished, I noticed the broadness of his shoulders and how well his suit fitted, his jacket undone I could see his toned slim body beneath his crisp, white shirt.

Holding hands we walked in silence from the platform to the foot path, fellow commuters had vanished and we were alone&. It seemingly had become very dark very quickly, the footpath from the station was dimly lit and deathly quiet and I was conscious of the click, click of my stilettos on the pavement..

I felt strangely safe with this man I now knew intimately, his presence didnt threaten me, his very essence enabled me to feel oddly secure , however, i was relieved that we were approaching the end of the footpath as the orangey glow of the overhead streetlamps lit up the busy street ahead, I noticed from the corner of my eye that he was fumbling with his tie, he let go of my hand to remove it from his neck, A as we reached the road he turned to face me&&& I shall head this way Bernice pointing to the left , he then lifted the tie above my head, and scraped my long wavy hair from my neck, the blue silk tie now rested lightly upon my breasts&& he took a step back to admire me . Sharply gripping the tie in a fist he tugged me towards him&&I could feel the bristle from his face against the softness of my skin as he held me tight, nuzzling my neck he found my ear and then he spoke&&.. Firmly with a deepened tone as if to accentuate his purpose When I see you again Bernice, yanking the tie to prove his point you shall be wearing this&&&.. and ONLY this, dumbfounded she watched her neighbor turn and walk away&..


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