0 comments/ 11842 views/ 4 favorites Going Underground Ch. 01 By: EnglishMuffins I fumble in my pockets to get the tickets to get through the turnstile, as we can hear a tube train arriving. We've met up in London for the day and have had a couple of drinks or three and are trying to get across town to take you home. 'Come on, come on, we're going to miss it!' and you press up behind me and start going through my pockets. 'That's not helping!' as I squirm against your inquisitive fingers, 'Ta-da! Here they are! Come on then.' We race down the steps and onto the platform, as the hiss of the doors starts, 'Hang on!' I shout and an obliging soul does and the door is held open for us to fall through. 'Phew! That was close and we've still got another tube before we get back! But at least there are some seats.' With that I fall into one and you take one directly opposite me, leaning back into it with your knees slightly apart. The carriage is almost empty. Our saviour has got off at the next stop and everyone else is at the other end of the carriage - two other couples, one in their fifties and discussing some musical they've seen and the other an Asian looking couple who look like students. 'Awww, what'd you have to sit over there for? Come over here so I don't have to shout across at you.' And I patted the seat next to me and beckoned you over. 'Nope, I've got comfy and who says I want to talk?' And you rest your hands on your thighs just above your knees. I sat back in my seat, 'OK, be like that then!' And I turned my face away to people watch the other passengers. The initial excitement of fumbling in my trousers starting to subside now as I thought about our next connection and the time we had left to get the train. 'Just because we're not talking, it doesn't mean that I shouldn't have your attention'. As I turned to face you again, I saw that your legs had moved further apart. Now you lowered yourself further into your seat so as to give me a view to the shadows that caressed your upper thighs below the edge of your skirt. Your left hand was still on your thigh and rubbing the material of your knee length dark skirt, causing it to gather and crease. At the same time, your right hand was under your jacket and tracing the outline of your breasts. 'You have my complete attention. Talking of which, there's definite evidence of standing to attention down below!' And I cast my eyes down at the bulge in my trousers and copied your posture by pushing my legs out toward the centre and leaning back in the seat. 'Good, I was trying to feel him earlier at the ticket barrier. I'm feeling really naughty tonight. I wanted to take you into the toilets with me at the last bar but it was too busy! So instead, I had a little rub to get rid of the frustration!' At that you looked me straight in the eyes. 'O Honey, you are so sexy. Why didn't you say? The gents was empty and I had a big stiffy for you. Did you come?' As I spoke I adjusted my trousers to allow the swelling beneath to move around more freely. 'Mmm, big style. My thong got so wet, I had to take it off!' With that, you reached into your bag. 'Here, catch!' And you threw something over to me and when I looked in my lap, I saw your sexy black thong resting on top of my twitching trousers. I mouthed 'Fuck!' at you and had another rearrange as I gathered the tiny fabric item into my hand and held it close to my face. 'Mmm, you smell REeaalll good. I can't believe that you're sat on the tube with nothing between me and your sweet puss but the gap between our seats.' 'Yep, wanna look at it?' You didn't need to wait for my reply as you finger walked your skirt up your left thigh and brought your heels together against the seat to stretch you thighs wide apart. The train slowed and came into a station and you slammed your knees back together in case anyone joined our carriage, but no, as it set off again, we were still alone and you gripped the hem of your skirt and lifted it as you returned to your spread legged position. The sight was fantastic. Here I was with a fantastically sexy and good looking woman who was so aroused she was showing me her most intimate treasures after having masturbated herself to orgasm. And all onboard an underground train with four other people at the other end of the carriage! I was expecting at any moment to keel over and die to compensate for such an experience and you know what? I wouldn't have minded, it would have been worth it. Neither of us had spoken since the last station and we slowed into the next, the final one before we had to get off. Again, we assumed casually respectable poses, in case we were overlooked. The doors closed and we set off again, once more with no one getting into our part of the carriage. Your hand went under your skirt this time and stroked your lips as you opened yourself to me and your other hand went under your top to rub your breasts. 'This is no fair' you said, 'you've seen mine but all I see is the wrapping on yours!' Conscious of the little time we had left till our stop, I quickly unzipped and pulled my penis out of my boxers. The engorged head was twitching in my palm and clear sticky drops were dribbling out of the tip. 'There, is that better? Make the most of it, because it's going back indoors again now.' And I struggled to get it back as the train slowed to our stop. You stood first and came over to me while I was still adjusting myself. 'That was so horny, I can't believe how wet I am!' And you stroked a moist finger along my cheek. I almost came right there but you moved towards the door and waited for them to open. I stood behind you, with my excitement pressing against your firm butt. Which I now knew to be naked beneath your skirt. So I let a hand stray up the back of your leg to give your nakedness a squeeze. The doors opened and you stepped onto the platform and looked for the way out. We made for our connection without speaking, eyes scanning the signs and maps to get to our destination, but never more than a few inches from each other. With me behind you all the time. The platform sign said that there were eleven minutes till our train, so I leaned close to your ear and whispered 'I need a pee, sweetheart so I'm nipping off to the loo. Be back in a tick' You turned to me, reluctance written all over your face, 'OK, but be quick' then whispered 'and no wanking! I want all your lovely cum so don't waste a drop!' I ran off and came back in plenty of time and we stood close together with my arms round you as we waited. Your head rested back against me and I kissed your ear and neck and squeezed you closer to me. 'Guess what I've got in my pocket?' I whispered. 'Mmm, I can feel it, you naughty boy. How did you manage to go to the loo with that?!' And your bum wriggled back against my hardness. 'Confession time, what I've got in my jacket pocket is my boxers. I didn't go to the loo but wanted to join you in being a bit naughty.' I pressed against you again and twitched. You didn't have time to reply as the train came in and we joined everyone else in shuffling through the doors. This time, it was full and we stayed by the doors, standing against each other in the same position we had been in on the platform. Everyone else on the train had either nodded off or was too engrossed in their companions to notice us as I moved the hand that was out of view of the rest of the train over your breast and over your stomach and down to your thigh. You sighed and leaned back against me. 'That's nice, carry on!' I needed no second invitation and stroked up and down your side as we travelled from station to station. The feeling of you against me and the motion of the train were getting me really excited and I could feel myself dribbling into my trousers. I looked around the carriage and then on my next downward travel, I caught your skirt and brought it back up with me. I gently tugged it and you momentarily released the pressure between us and it stayed trapped above your perfect bum. My hand moved down again and stroked its' nakedness and you pressed back against my swelling penis. 'If it was nice before, this is heavenly. And so naughty too!!' Now that you were exposed, I concentrated on stroking, squeezing, rubbing and generally mauling your butt. Pulling the cheeks further and further apart to burrow deeper and deeper into your cleft. During all this, my other hand had found its' way up under your bra to stroke your breasts that were full and erect under my touch. 'God, I need you inside me, right now or else I'm going to explode!' And your hand pushed against your crotch and forced your skirt to rub your swollen clit. 'We need to get off at the next stop, hun. Best calm down so we can get off!' I couldn't believe I was saying this! What an asshole! Here's a sexy woman begging for me to fuck her and I really want to but I'm talking travel arrangements instead. What am I playing at? But anyway, we shuffled apart a little and we moved our hands to where they were respectable and sidled over to the platform doors. As we moved through the crowd towards the train station, we remained close. Your hand occasionally straying to squeeze my penis and mine your bum. We had no time to savour our illicitness as the train was there and had minutes before it left, so we headed for the first carriage and squeezed in as the whistle blew. Once again, the carriage was full, there are no seats but having had so much fun on the tube, we would have been disappointed if there had been! Knowing that the platforms will be on the left-hand side for the whole journey, we take up our position in the doorway of the right-hand exit. No messing around this time as you hitch your skirt up between us and press my hand against your naked flesh before pressing it between your legs. I resume my grip on your breasts and kiss and nip the nape of your neck. My penis feels like it will burst, it seems so full and pulses so hard against your uncovered butt. We carry on where we have left off. This time the stations are further apart and no one is getting on. The other passengers doze or chat animatedly to each other, taking no notice of us. Less than a third of the way into the journey, we encounter our first tunnel and the lights blink out at the same time. I take advantage of the dark to loosen my trousers and unzip my fly so that my nakedness now rests against yours. 'O God, I want that cock inside me. I don't care who can see. I'm dripping wet and I need filling with your lovely cum covered prick!' I nearly climaxed right there but our wish was granted as we entered another tunnel and the lights failed. This time I entered you as we jiggled and shuffled in the dark. As the light came back you were pushing back against me to force me inside your slippery pussy. I have to bite your neck to stifle the gasping moans as I feel how exquisite you feel. As the lights are on, we stay almost still and let the movement of the train over the tracks do all the work. It felt fantastic to be coupling in full view of complete strangers who were oblivious of what was happening as the rocking and rolling motion of the train moved me inside you and stimulated us both to climax. Again, I buried my face in your neck and you chewed the collar of your jacket as our passion spent itself. My erection subsided and I withdrew from you, bringing with it great globs of our cum. You turned slightly towards the right to allow me to shield myself from view as I tucked myself back in. When we got to our stop, we were the only ones to get off. As the train pulled away again, we were alone in the moonlight. It being too late for the ticket booth to be manned so there was no rush to get off the platform. Let's face it, there weren't going to be any more trains that night. 'That was fantastic!' I exclaimed as I hugged you close and picked you up and held you as I spun you round. 'Too bloody right, I've wanted you all day and I haven't finished with you yet!' With that you pushed me back against a wall and dropped to your knees in front of me. Continued ... Going Underground Ch. 02 With my back against the concrete wall, you spread my legs and kneel between them. "Whoa there pilgrim. What you up to now?" I don't know why I asked because it was obvious what you were doing. I just needed to go through the motions. "You know damn well what I'm doing. I told you I wasn't finished with you yet." And with that, you pulled my zipper down and snaked your hand inside my fly. "And it looks like you were ready for me too!" Your fingers grip my stiffening penis and yank it though the opening. "Argh. Easy girl. Don't break it. You might find a use for it one day." As I speak, I brush the hair from your shoulders, giving me an unobscured view of your beautiful face, breathing on my manhood. "I got a use for it right now. And besides, it might be late but we're still gonna have to be quick." And with that I felt the exquisite sensation of my man-flesh being enveloped between your sensuous lips. You started to suck up and down on the tip of my cock, swirling your tongue around the mushroomed end and flicking into the moistening slit. "O baby. You are something else" and my fingers buried themselves in your hair before taking a grip and pulling your head closer. "Mmmm. Mmphhh." Is all you could say in reply but at the same time, my penis grooved along the roof of your mouth towards your throat. "What's that you say hun? Deeper? Sure, I'd be happy to oblige." And I lean into your face, your hands grabbing my ass and pulling me close. Now that we've got the measure of each other, your head bobbing back and forth to meet my thrusts. Every now and then, we collide and you momentarily gag as I push down your throat. "Fuck! You're boiling my balls babe. You either gotta let me out or take the consequences." I could feel my climax building, it was making my legs weak and I knew I was reaching the point of no return. Your fingers cup my ball sac and gave a gentle squeeze. That was all it took and I bucked forward. Once again I grooved toward your throat but this time you were ready and when my first jizz flew, you swallowed and my cockhead was squeezed back further. More ropes pulsed through and you swallowed each, sucking and slurping. Once spent, I crumpled back against the wall again and you sat back on heels. "You enjoy that tiger?" you lick your lips as you speak and your finger catches and shepherds some stray strings around your lips and into your mouth. "There's a lot of stars out tonight and I'm seeing about half of them with my eyes closed at the moment." I wasn't kidding, my vision was spinning. "Cute but corny. Or do I mean corny but cute? Anyways, I'm taking you home with me boy-o. We've still got unfinished business to attend to." And you stood up, straigtened your clothes and put your arm through mine. I manouvred my arm away so that my hand could snake through and hold your pert ass. I squeezed as I pulled you close and we turned to walk away. "Lead on sexy. I am yours to command." We walk the street to your place in a world of our own, oblivious to all around us. I'm glad that it's not far as I'm struggling to keep myself under control. We get to your flat and go through to the lobby and call the lift. We hold each other close and our passion starts to bubble up. By the time the lift arrives, we fall into it and I have my mouth to your breast as you scramble to press three. You hold my head to your breast as I suck it and your legs grip my thigh and squeeze against it, rubbing yourself up and down. All too soon the lift stops and trying to keep as much contact as we can, not caring who sees, we get to your door and you open it. My shirt is over my head and my shoes are off as you kick the door closed behind you then slide your dress from your shoulders. You step out of the puddle of silk and kneel in front of me. I hold your shoulders as you unzip and push my trousers down. I step out of them and push my socks off as you cradle my balls with one hand and scratch my stomach and groin with the other. A dribble forms and lands on your thigh, "Messy boy, let me clean you up." And you lick the tip and around the rim as I shudder in delight at what you are doing. I close my eyes and rest my hands gently on you as your mouth sucks gently, moving me further into you a little at a time. All the while your hands are stroking my balls and shaft. I realise that I am starting to enjoy this too much and don't want to peak too soon so I push you down onto the floor, shoving tables and chairs out of the way while I turn into the 69 position, "Go a little slower, there's no rush." And with that I stroke your thighs and kiss them and your hips. My nails scratch along your upper thighs as they are drawn towards your centre, almost tickling, almost rubbing their way to their goal. My mouth rests over you and my chin presses on your pubic bone as my lower lip rests against the hood of your clitoris. My upper lip rubs along you and my tongue sneaks a taste of you. Your smell is wonderful and I rub my nose deeper against you as my fingers push your legs apart and rub your thighs. "Mmmmmm," you sigh as you see another drip form on my tip and you lick my length until the drip is captured and savoured. Once again you cradle my balls and your other hand grasps my shaft. I shudder with the feelings and my breathe hits you intimately so you jerk against my face, causing my chin to rub across your clit, which makes you moan around my shaft, which causes me to jerk and press a little deeper so that the tip rubs along the roof of your mouth and tickles the top of your throat. It's time to up the tempo so I press a finger into you and your hips rise to meet it, pushing it deeper. You are so wet that a second finger slides alongside the other with no problem at all. I feel around inside you, searching for your most sensitive places as my thumb presses around your clit. You hold me as deep in your mouth as you can without going down your throat and rub the shaft that is left, sucking as you do so and stroking my thighs and buttocks. My fingers move back and forth, rubbing against you as my thumb teases your clitoris. I expose your clit more openly and press the flat of my tongue over it before pushing along my fingers that are stretching you a little wider. Your taste is wonderful and I change hands that the fingers that are coated with your juices can slide along the crease of your buttocks, smearing you with their moisture. Your hips circle against me as you try to get my tongue deeper or fingers further or anything just to bring your orgasm closer. I press a tentative finger against your puckered anus and you don't seem to object. In fact, you grind your way towards it so that it presses a little through the ring. I withdraw a little and then press a little deeper so that the second knuckle rubs just inside you. All the while my tongue and fingers are pleasuring you also and your hand moves faster up and down my shaft as you suck it deeper into your mouth. Normally I would be gentler but you seem so excited by what has happened so far and the blood is roaring in my ears so I push my finger all the way into your bottom, down to the fist and you explode underneath me. "Urrghhhhhhh! Oh my God! Yes! Yes! Yes! YES! Right there. Oh Jesus, right there!" And your hips bounce off the floor and you withdraw my penis from your mouth as you scream your pleasure." You continue to rub me and your excitement has made my balls boil. "I hope you're ready for this, because I don't think I can stop anyway!" And then it's my turn to convulse as I pump my seed over your neck and breasts. Your eager mouth tries to lick the tip as it dribbles semen over you. When we are both spent, I turn to lie beside you and you rest your head on my shoulder so that I can cradle it in my arms. We lie that way for a little while, listening to the sounds of London outside and our breathing and the rhythmic thud of each others heartbeat. You prop yourself up "Ready for round 2?"And stroke the inside of my thigh, trying to coax it into life again. I press my leg between your legs as you squeeze it, "Yeah, I was born ready." I lie back and watch you as you get up and make for the bedroom door. I am transfixed by the sight of your bottom swaying across the room and the glistening moisture on your thighs as it catches the light from the hallway. "Come on tiger, show me what you're made of" And you hold the door open for me before skipping through and onto the bed. You throw the silk sheets back and lie on your stomach, wriggling your bottom. I crawl up the bed and take your foot in my hands so that I can kiss the ankle. Then proceed to stroke your calf and kiss and lick the back of your leg down to the inside of your knee. I place your foot in my lap so that it can stroke my groin as I spend a little time kissing and licking around your inner knee. Then I swap legs and repeat the same attention, this time I start with rubbing your foot and each toe before kissing it and then moving up your calf to your knee cap. Next I place each hand on the back of your thigh and slowly stroke upwards towards your buttocks. My nails scratch gently on the way up and my palms smooth the skin as they stroke back towards your feet. I kneel up into a sitting position between your legs, moving them apart slightly to reveal you to me. You tense with anticipation as my mouth kisses and licks and my teeth scratch you on their ascent. I pause and re-trace my trail from time to time so that my breath catches on the skin I have licked and it bumps with goose flesh. Finally, I reach the soft contour of your buttock cheek and lick and kiss along its length from hip to crease, then across the other to your other hip. Each time my mouth crosses your centre, you tense at my touch. My hands grip your buttocks so that my thumbs can ease your cheeks apart. You raise your hips off the bed and expose yourself to me. I plant a long slow kiss on the small of your back then head south, pulling your cheeks apart so that when I kiss you again, my mouth covers your sex. The flat of my tongue rests along you, tasting your excitement, and then licks along your lips and along your bottom crease. I repeat this several times, each time my tongue presses a little further between your lips and cheeks and you push back a little harder. You sigh into the silk sheets and grip them in your hands. The tip of my tongue probes cheekily against your puckered bottom and you bite your lip with the unexpected pleasure it gives you. Now that you are a little higher off the bed, I can settle between your legs and return my fingers to exploring your most sensitive of places. With a finger of each hand I am rubbing you inside and my thumb slides along the skin around your clitoris. My hands are getting covered in your juices and slip and slide easily all around you, smearing your passion all over your thighs and buttocks. When I see you turn to look at me, I remove one hand and suck the taste of you off my fingers. The look on your face as I do so is very erotic and I twitch against your lower thigh. "I'm ready for you , please will you make love to me now?" I don't need words to answer you and kneel up behind you. Your hand reaches between your legs and guides me to you. My hand is still there and holds you open to receive me. Despite the urgency of your grip, I slide in slowly, savouring every tingle as each ridge, fold, vein and inch of me penetrates and rubs along you. We both groan when my balls touch your thighs and your fingers stretch to stroke them, feeling their weight. With one hand on your hip, I reach forward with the one that has just come from inside you and you turn your head to meet it. You lick the tip of each finger and then from palm to tip before sucking them into your mouth. Do you like the way you taste? As I start to grind against you, you release my fingers and lick your lips provocatively. On its return, my hand catches your breast and supports its weight, sliding a wet finger across the nipple. It stiffens with the blood that engorges it, making it hard and proud. I pull it a little, making you squirm before grasping both hips. Slowly, I withdraw before gripping your hips tightly and pressing back into you. Once again, we groan with exquisite pleasure. As you press back against me I enter you again, pulling your cheeks apart to get as deep as I can before sliding back and forth in long, even strokes. You close your eyes and bury your head in your pillow. I hold your hips tightly as I start to increase my speed, varying long and shallow strokes with a circular grinding motion sometimes when I buried as deep as I can get. We have been so very aroused this evening and both need to feel release soon. You start banging the bed with your fist as your head tosses from side to side, excited by the knowledge that a climax is building slowly but surely in your loins. My fingers slip on the sweat that beads across your skin, everything is becoming slick and slippery with the products of our lovemaking. My thighs slap against the backs of your legs on each assault on your sex. My balls slap heavily against you before they tense in preparation of emptying their passion into you. "I'm going to cum inside you soon." I manage to gasp as our union becomes louder and more physical. "Oh God! Wait for me, I'm cumming too!" And you feel it reaching every fibre of your being, touching you all over, making you sensitive all over as your senses scream their pleasure at you. I feel you contract around me as your orgasm hits and your body stiffens as you shout your joy. With a mighty lunge, I bury myself inside you as I erupt and fill you with my seed. Pumping spurt after spurt into you, scorching the fire in your womb with my semen. Your body shakes and convulses, while milking me dry with the muscles clenching me deep inside you. My eyes have lost their focus and there are stars popping in my head. It feels like we are the only two people in the world and no-one else can enter. My hands slide along your spine and I kiss the nape of your neck. The skin is salty with your sweat and you taste good. I sigh into your ear and kiss behind it, making you shudder. "Mmmm, that was really fun." With that you lower yourself back onto the bed and I slip out. I lie next to you and you put your head on my shoulder. I stroke your hair, running my fingers through it as you listen to my heart beating its way out of my chest. I kiss the top of your head and hold you close. "THAT was whole new kind of fun!" The room returns around us as we regain focus, a candle flickers in the half-light and your skin looks electric-gold. Your fingers trace a pattern in the hair on my stomach, scratching from time to time and I push you chin up to kiss me. A soft, gentle, lingering kiss that leaves us both wanting more when we part. Your head returns to my shoulder and your breathing tells me that you are ready to sleep. You pull the sheet up to your waists and snuggle against me. Your head lifts and falls each time I breathe and the action relaxes you. I lie there as you fall asleep, watching over you and wondering what dreams you will have.