Squeeze into the crowded train. "I don’t have time to wait. I’ll just push my way in and deal with the crowd. It’s not like I have a choice—I need to get home.

I took a deep breath, steeling myself as I stepped onto the train, the doors closing behind me with a loud beep. I squeezed my way into the crowded car, my heart pounding in my chest as I looked for a comfortable spot.

I let out a sigh of relief as I found a small spot in the corner, behind a poster, my back pressed against the wall. I turned to face the wall, my eyes closing as I took a deep breath, trying to calm my racing heart.

I took a few deep breaths, my body slowly relaxing as I focused on the rhythm of the train, the sound of the wheels on the tracks. I closed my eyes, letting the motion lull me into a sense of calm.

I felt a jolt as the train made a sudden turn, the movement causing the crowd to shift, to press against me. I felt hands, arms, bodies touching me, the closeness making me feel claustrophobic. But then, I felt something else, something hard pressing against my buttocks.

I stiffened, my eyes flying open as I realized what was pressing against me. I felt a jolt of shock, of surprise, as I realized that someone was grinding against me, their erection pressing into my ass.

I froze, my body tensing as I debated what to do. I could turn around, could confront the person, could make a scene. But the train was crowded, the space was tight, and I didn't want to cause a commotion.

A shiver run down my spine as I realized just how large, how thick the stranger's erection was. I could feel it through my jeans, the heat of it radiating onto my skin.

I felt a wave of surprise as I realized that this, this wasn't so bad. In fact, it felt… good. The pressure, the friction, the heat, it was all sending waves of pleasure through my body.

The stranger grew bolder, his hands moving to my hips, pulling me back against him, grinding against me in a slow, steady rhythm. I felt my breath hitch, my heart race as I realized what was happening, as I realized that I was enjoying it.

A gasp escaped my lips as the stranger's hands moved from my hips, his fingers tracing a path up my stomach, his knuckles brushing against the bare skin of my midriff. I felt a shiver run through me, my body arching slightly at the touch.

I felt a wave of heat rush through me, my body responding to the stranger's touch, to the friction of his erection against my ass. I could feel my panties growing wet, my nipples hardening against the fabric of my bra.

I bit my lip, trying to hold back a moan as the stranger's hands continued to explore my body, his fingers tracing patterns on my skin. I could feel my heart racing, my breath coming in short gasps as I tried to keep control, as I tried to keep from making a sound.

A jolt of surprise hit me as the stranger's hands began to move upwards, his fingers brushing against the underside of my breasts. I felt my breath hitch, my body tensing as I realized just how far he was taking this.

The stranger's hands slipped under the hem of my crop top, his fingers brushing against the bare skin of my stomach, moving upwards towards my breasts.

The stranger's hands cupped my breasts, his fingers tracing circles around my nipples, making them harden even more. I could feel my body responding, my breath coming in short gasps as I tried to keep quiet.

I could feel the stranger's breath coming in hot, ragged gasps against my neck, his fingers digging into my flesh as he held onto me, as if he was afraid I would slip away. He seemed lost, lost in the moment, lost in the pleasure.

The stranger's teeth sank into my earlobe, his tongue flicking out to soothe the sting. I felt my body arch against him, my hips pressing back against his erection, my breath coming in short gasps.

One of the stranger's hands began to move downwards, his fingers tracing a path down my stomach, towards the waistband of my jeans.

I felt a wave of anticipation as the stranger's hand slipped into my jeans, his fingers brushing against the fabric of my panties. But then, I felt him hesitate, his fingers stopping just above my pubic bone, his hand unable to go any further due to the tightness of my jeans.

A groan of frustration escape the stranger's lips as he tried, and failed, to push his hand further into my jeans. I could feel his fingers moving, tracing patterns on my pubic bone, his touch sending jolts of pleasure through my body.

I couldn't help but imagine what would happen if the stranger could push his hand further, if my jeans weren't so tight. I could feel my body aching with need, my panties growing wetter by the second.

I felt a jolt of surprise as I realized what I was doing, as I felt my own hand moving, my fingers popping open the button of my jeans, giving the stranger more room.

The stranger's hand slipped further into my jeans, his fingers brushing against the fabric of my panties, moving downwards towards my center.

A gasp escape my lips as the stranger's fingers slipped under the fabric of my panties, his knuckles brushing against my slick folds.

I felt my eyes flutter closed as the stranger began to finger me, his fingers sliding easily through my wetness, his thumb pressing against my clit. I could feel his erection pressing against my ass, his hips moving in time with his fingers, grinding against me.

My body was responding, my breath coming in short gasps as I tried to keep quiet, as I tried to keep from making a sound. I could feel my orgasm building, my body tensing as I got closer and closer to the edge.

The stranger's hands went on my jeans, his fingers hooking into the waistband, pulling them down, along with my panties, until they were around my thighs. I felt a wave of shock as I realized what he was doing, as I felt his erection pressing against the inside of my thigh, as he tried to push himself into me.

"Wait," I gasped, my voice barely above a whisper as I felt the stranger's erection pressing against my entrance. But he didn't push himself inside me, instead, he began to move, his cock sliding against my folds, rubbing against my clit.

Mody relaxed, my fears fading away as the pleasure took over. I could feel my orgasm building again, my body tensing as I got closer and closer to the edge.

Looking down I saw the size of the stranger's erection, the head of it visible as he rubbed it against me. I could feel my body responding, my hips moving in time with his, my breath coming in short gasps.

I couldn't help but imagine what it would be like if he pushed himself inside me, if I felt him bare, felt him filling me up. I could feel my body aching with need, my orgasm just out of reach.

I could feel my body tensing, my orgasm just within reach. I could feel my breath coming in short gasps, my heart racing as I got closer and closer to the edge.

I felt a jolt of surprise as the stranger pushed himself inside me, his cock filling me up, his hips moving in a steady rhythm. I felt my body tense, my orgasm hitting me like a wave, my body convulsing as I came, my cries muffled by the noise of the train.

I quickly turned my face towards the wall, my arms coming up to hide my face as I tried to catch my breath, as I tried to regain control. I could feel my heart racing, my body still trembling from the aftershocks of my orgasm.

I couldn't help but imagine the people on the train, their eyes on me, their gazes burning into my skin. I felt another wave of pleasure hit me, my body tensing as I came again, my cries muffled by my arms.

The stranger's arms wrap around me, his hands gripping my hips, my breasts as he pulled me back against him, his cock moving in and out of me in a steady rhythm. I could feel his body tensing, his breath coming in hot, ragged gasps against my neck.

His body tense, his breath hitching as he let out a low groan, his cock pulsing inside me. I felt a wave of panic, of fear as I realized what was happening, as I realized that he was finishing inside me.

I froze, my body tensing as I felt the stranger's seed filling me up, my heart racing as I realized the implications, as I realized the danger I had put myself in.

But then, I felt a wave of pleasure hit me, my body responding to the feeling of the stranger's cock pulsing inside me, to the feeling of his seed filling me up.

I pushed my ass back against him, my body moving in a slow, steady rhythm as I rode out the pleasure, as I rode out the stranger's orgasm.

I could feel my body tingling, my skin sensitive to the touch as I came down from the high, as I tried to catch my breath.

I turned around, my heart pounding in my chest as I prepared to see the face of the man who had just given me the most intense orgasm of my life.

But as I turned around, I found myself face to face with an empty space. The stranger was gone, disappeared into the crowd, leaving me alone, my jeans still around my thighs, his seed still inside me.

I looked around, realizing that the cabin was empty, the other passengers having disembarked at the previous stations. I let out a sigh of relief, my body finally relaxing as I pulled up my jeans, as I tried to process what had just happened.

I couldn't help but wonder if anyone had seen us, had watched as the stranger fucked me, as he finished inside me. But no one had stayed to question me, to judge me.

I looked out the window, realizing that we were far past my stop. I let out a frustrated sigh, wondering how long ago we had passed it.