Erotica: Forbidden Temptation

Erotic Fiction

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The year had just begun, and as usual, work was already in full swing. 

I had a meeting in a neighboring city, and with the typical post-holiday backlog to tackle, I decided  to take the train. The meeting venue was conveniently located near the station, giving me the  perfect opportunity to catch up on tasks and make a few calls along the way. Besides, the journey  was relatively short—about an hour and a half.

I found a seat with a table, perfect for working comfortably. While replying to some urgent  emails, the train stopped at the first station, and a small group of passengers boarded. 

Among them was a woman in her thirties. For a moment, I lost focus, distracted by her  presence. She had long, curly hair and wore a short black skirt paired with semi-transparent stockings that revealed toned, shapely thighs.

She caught me looking. Her gaze met mine with a mix of curiosity and amusement. Unfazed,  she sat across from me. Flustered, I quickly averted my gaze and tried to refocus on my email. 

As the train pulled away, I found myself sneaking another glance. Her legs were crossed, but  she uncrossed them deliberately, her hand absently gliding over her thigh. The subtle motion  drew my attention, and I caught a fleeting glimpse of red lace beneath her skirt. My breath  hitched as the tension in my body rose, the strain beneath my trousers impossible to ignore. 

I turned back to my screen, determined to concentrate, but my resolve was no match for the  magnetic pull of her presence. Out of the corner of my eye, I noticed her hand move to her  curls, twirling them idly. Her movements were slow, deliberate—each one designed to tease. 

She glanced at me, a playful smile curving her lips as her fingers trailed from her hair to her  earlobe, then down along the delicate line of her neck. Her other hand rested on her thigh,  gently squeezing. The look in her eyes was unmistakable: she was enjoying every moment of  this game. 

I shifted uncomfortably, desperate to regain control. Suddenly, I felt something soft brush  against my ankle. Startled, I looked down. Her foot, clad in sheer nylon, was sliding up my leg. 

She had slipped off one of her sneakers and was now exploring, her toes gliding higher with  each passing second. The touch was maddening, her movements a tantalizing mix of boldness  and restraint. 

I darted a glance around the carriage. Most passengers were absorbed in their own worlds— scrolling through their phones, staring out the windows, or dozing off. No one seemed to notice  the silent exchange unfolding at our table.

When I looked back, she pushed her leg further forward, her stockinged foot brushing against  the growing bulge in my trousers. My pulse quickened, my body betraying my attempts at composure. She bit her lip, her eyes locking with mine, her expression a mix of mischief and  desire. 

Then, as if nothing had happened, she stood up. Her hand rested briefly on the table as she  leaned in close, her breath warm against my ear. 

“How about buying me a coffee?” she whispered, her tone dripping with playful intent. 

Without waiting for a reply, she turned and walked toward the carriage door. Every few steps,  she glanced back, her teasing smile daring me to follow. 

For a moment, I sat frozen, questioning if any of this was real. But the lingering scent of her  perfume, sweet and intoxicating, was all the convincing I needed. I adjusted myself discreetly,  trying to make the situation less obvious, and got up.

As I reached the door, she was waiting, her back turned but her presence commanded my  attention. The soft curve of her neck invited me closer, and I couldn’t resist leaning in slightly,  inhaling the delicate fragrance that clung to her skin.

She turned suddenly, catching me off guard as she pulled me into a secluded corner of the  carriage, hidden from view. Her hands gripped my shirt, and before I could process what was  happening, her lips were on mine. The kiss was intense, searing with an urgency that left no  room for doubt. 

I placed one of my hands on her thigh, raised her skirt and pulled one of her legs towards me,  while I placed my cock against her. She pulled me even closer to her and I couldn't help but let  out a small moan...she pushed me away, holding my hand and leading me to the loo, which was right next door.

The space was small and the train swayed quite violently. She leaned against the sink with her  back and began to slowly take off her skirt. 

I stood behind her and pressed my cock hard as stone on her chicks, while I kissed her neck,  feeling her hair in my face.

And I started to rub my hard cock against her pussy...it was completely wet, so hot that it  seemed to boil. She let out a loud moan and lowering her voice, she pressed the back of her  head against my face while she told me

"Fuck me please, I want to cum for you..." 

The little control I had left disappeared at that moment and I grabbed her hair with one hand while  penetrating her with the other. For a few moments I started to penetrate her only the head of my  cock while I pulled her hair and said in her ear…

"do you want me to fuck you?”

She almost begged... 

"yes please fuck me…"

I continued to fuck her with just the head of my cock and at that point she seemed to get desperate and reached for me with her hands trying to pull me towards her.  I grabbed her hand and told her...

"Be a good girl and ask me nicely..."

She rolled her eyes and between moans told me... 

"Fuck me, make me cum please, I beg you…"

I couldn't take it any longer... I grabbed her hips and started fucking her violently...   She bit one of her arms to try to ease her moans... fortunately, the noise of the train moving was loud and overcame the uncontrolled moans of pleasure.

 

I had to hold myself up with one hand on the wall to keep me from losing my balance with the  jolts of the train, but the shudder seemed to increase even more the explosive pleasure I was  feeling.

She grabbed the sink tightly with one hand and with the other she reached down and started  massaging her clit.

Her moans increased in intensity and at that point she told me…

"I'm going to cum, I'm going to cum, cum with me…

I felt the walls of her pussy squeeze me tightly against my cock, as they pulsed...I felt the  orgasm coming…

I felt the spasms in her thighs and a few seconds later the jets of my hot cum came out violently.  The orgasm was so strong that for a moment it seemed like I was going to pass out and I had to  lean over her while holding her tightly against me... 

I hugged her body from behind...it was slightly sweaty and there was a strong smell of sex and  lust in the air... 

At that moment, as I tried to regain my composure, the voice over the speakers announced the  next station.

She began to dress hurriedly, glancing at me with a playful smirk.

“I need to grab my things. This is where I get off,” she said, her tone a mix of regret and teasing. 

In the blink of an eye, she was dressed and out of the bathroom, leaving me in a daze. Still  trying to collect myself, I fumbled awkwardly with my clothes, feeling the train begin to slow. As I stepped out of the bathroom, I spotted her walking back down the corridor, her movements  as confident as ever. She stopped in front of me, her eyes holding mine for a lingering moment. Without a word, she slipped something into my pocket, leaned in, and pressed a soft kiss to the  corner of my mouth. Her breath brushed my ear as she whispered,  “Thank you, baby…”

Then, without looking back, she stepped off the train, disappearing into the crowd on the  platform. 

Still rooted in place, I reached into my pocket, curious about what she had left behind. My  fingers brushed against something soft and delicate—her panties, soaked and faintly warm. Wrapped inside was a small piece of paper, the writing hurried and slightly smudged. It read:

Call me!

Below it was a phone number, a daring promise scribbled in ink.

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