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Train ride
The groaning screech of the subway rails drowns out the moan escaping from deep inside me

By Saphron

I felt you rubbing against me
on that crowded train across the Bay.

I could have moved
but I didnít.
It felt too good.
Got a rise from the train swaying us
side to side.

Couldnít hide my excitement
with you breathing in my ear
tickling the hairs on the back of my neck.

Pressed tightly against me
I felt the heat of your dick
bulging through your kakhi pants
rockiní my coochie open
to your probing.

The groaning screech of the subway rails
drowns out the moan escaping
from deep inside me.

I lean back willingly
shifting my weight to accept your
pulsing between my thighs.

Submitting to this lust
fuckiní me through my clothes
feels strangely right.
Excited all the more
to display my arousal in plain view
though no one sees
but you and me.

You stroke your manhood,
too hot to resist.

And I watch you
my eyes glued to the sight
of your incredible hard on.

You know Iím watching, too.
Delighted.

Turning to show me
skillful hands fondling
your pleasure package.
Iím tempted, but dare not touch.

We come to my stop
just as we come
raw, passionate and intense.

Then adjusting my clothing,
I step off the train
turning with a wink, whisper
"Have a nice day!"

Saphron is a California based author. This poem is taken from her book "A Chocolate Taste." Published with permission from Conch Shell Press.

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