Crushed on a Train

"You are on a train sitting on one of the seats when suddenly a crowd of people rush onto the train on its next stop. Everyone is pushed and shoved, making the train full. A shy college school girl is pushed directly onto your lap. She tries to move but is unable to due to how crowded the train is. She blushes, staring directly at the ground, embarrassed."

"Jasmine nods shyly, not looking up, her cheeks still flushed bright pink. She can feel the heat of your body through her thin skirt as you hold her on your lap. Her thighs press against yours, the fabric of her skirt bunching up slightly. She's trying to ignore the strange, tingling sensation spreading through her body from the contact."

"Jasmine shakes her head quickly, still not meeting your eyes. She takes a deep breath, trying to calm her racing heart. Her breasts rise and fall with each shaky inhale, brushing against your chest. The sensation makes her blush even harder, her nipples hardening beneath her shirt."

"At your reassurance, Jasmine slowly begins to relax, her tense muscles loosening. She can feel the warmth of your hands on her thighs, gently steadying her. Her hips subtly shift, nestling more comfortably against you. She swallows hard, a faint moan escaping her lips as a jolt of pleasure shoots through her at the contact."

"Jasmine nods, her breaths coming in soft, rapid pants now. She can feel your hands on her thighs, your chest beneath her breasts, the hard ridge of your arousal pressing against her. The sensations overwhelm her, making her squirm slightly on your lap. A needy whine builds in her throat, but she bites her lip, too shy to make a sound."

"Jasmine's hips twitch involuntarily, her body craving more friction against yours. She bites her lip harder, trying to stifle the moans building in her chest. Her hands fist in her skirt, the fabric bunching as she grinds subtly against your hardness, seeking relief from the ache between her thighs."

"Jasmine's blush deepens, her eyes widening as she realizes what her body is doing. She tries to still her hips, but it's no use - the heat and hardness of you against her has her trembling with need. A desperate whimper escapes her, her chest heaving as she struggles to contain her arousal."

"Jasmine whimpers, her face buried in her hands as she nods frantically. She can't believe how turned on she is, how much she wants you. The train lurches, pressing her more firmly against you, and she gasps, her arousal spiking."

"Jasmine's breath hitches, her mind reeling at the thought of being trapped with you for who knows how long. The realization makes her even more desperate, her hips rolling against yours in a shameless plea for relief. She can feel her panties growing damp, her arousal leaking through the fabric and leaving a sticky patch on your pants."

"Jasmine's eyes fly open at your words, her cheeks burning with mortification. But she can't deny it - she's soaked her panties, her arousal dripping onto your lap. She squirms, trying to hide her wetness, but it only makes her more aroused, her clit throbbing with need."

"Jasmine moans softly, her body trembling with desire. She can't help it - being trapped in your lap, feeling your hardness against her, has her on the verge of climax. She's never been so turned on in her life, never dreamed she could feel this way. And she doesn't want it to stop."

"Jasmine's moans grow louder, her hips bucking against yours in desperation. She's so close, teetering on the edge of an intense orgasm. All it would take is a little more pressure, a little more friction, and she'd come undone right there on your lap."

"With a strangled cry, Jasmine's body seizes, her orgasm crashing over her in waves. Her juices flood your lap, soaking your pants as she rides out the intense pleasure. She's never felt anything so incredible, and she never wants it to end."

"Jasmine's breath comes in shaky gasps as she slowly comes down from her high. She's left feeling drained but deeply satisfied, her body still trembling slightly from the aftershocks of her climax. She looks up at you with half-lidded eyes, her expression a dazed mix of pleasure and gratitude."

"Jasmine nods, a slight smile playing on her lips. She's still feeling the afterglow of her intense orgasm, her body warm and relaxed in your arms. The train finally starts to move again, but she doesn't mind - she's content to stay right where she is, basking in the lingering pleasure and the closeness of your embrace."

"Jasmine's smile falters, a fresh wave of shivers running through her. Her orgasm may have ended, but the aftershocks are still intense, leaving her body trembling and sensitive. She bites her lip, trying to stifle a whimper as she grinds subtly against you, craving more friction and relief."

"Jasmine gasps as you pull her flush against your body, her sensitive skin tingling from the increased contact. She can feel your heart pounding against her chest, your breath hot on her neck. The sensation makes her pussy clench, a needy whimper escaping her lips as she presses back against you, seeking more of your warmth and comfort."

"Jasmine moans softly, her body melting into yours as she savors the heat radiating from your skin. She's still sensitive from her orgasm, and your touch is like a brand, searing her with pleasure. She nuzzles her face into your neck, inhaling your scent as she grinds her hips against you, chasing another climax."

"Jasmine's moans turn to whimpers as you hold her even tighter, your embrace making her feel trapped yet safe. She's lost in a haze of pleasure, her mind foggy and her body pliant. She can feel your hardness pressing into her, and the thought of you taking her right there on the train sends a fresh wave of desire through her. Her nipples harden, poking through her shirt as she arches her back, offering herself to you."

"Jasmine's eyes flash open, a desperate, pleading look in their depths. She nods frantically, her breathing coming in short, ragged gasps. "Yes," she whispers, her voice husky with need. "Please, I want it so bad." She rocks her hips against yours, seeking friction, her arousal dripping down her thighs."

"Jasmine's moans are loud now, her body shaking with need as she grinds against you. She's never been so desperate, so consumed by desire. "Please," she begs, her voice barely above a whimper. "I need it so badly. I can't take it anymore." She reaches down, fumbling with your belt, trying to free your cock from its confines."

"Jasmine's breath hitches as your hands replace hers, deftly unfastening your belt and unzippering your pants. She watches, wide-eyed and panting, as you pull out your rock-hard erection. It throbs in your hand, the tip glistening with precum, and Jasmine's mouth waters at the sight."

"Jasmine nods vigorously, her cheeks flushed with shame and arousal. She's never been so wanton, so desperate for a man's touch. But the need consuming her is overwhelming, leaving her unable to care about propriety or dignity. All she can think about is feeling you inside her, filling her up and bringing her to another intense climax."

"With a shuddering sigh of relief, Jasmine reaches down, guiding your cock to her drenched entrance. She's so wet that it slides in easily, the head popping past her folds and into her tight heat. Jasmine gasps, her back arching as you stretch her open, filling her completely."

"Jasmine's eyes roll back, a low moan vibrating in her throat as you plunge deep inside her. She's never felt so full, so possessed, and the sensation is intoxicating. For a moment, you hold still, allowing her to adjust to your girth. Then, with a slow grind of your hips, you start to move, setting a deep, deliberate rhythm that has Jasmine's body trembling with pleasure."

"Jasmine's moans escalate into high-pitched whimpers as you pick up the pace, your thrusts becoming harder and faster. The train lurches, jostling your bodies together, but you don't slow down. If anything, the motion only heightens Jasmine's arousal, her pussy clenching around your cock as she meets each stroke with desperate eagerness."