The local train, in and out
The local train, in and out.
When living in a suburban zone of the Big Apple, Anita and I used to go together sometimes in our car to our offices.
One day that nice machine decided to stay at the garage without starting the engine and so, Ana and I decided to take a local train, in order not wasting more time.
We were grumbling about the train being quite full and having to stand.
On the next station more and more people got on and we were packed in like sardines.
In the crush, my wife and I were separated. I could see the top of her head over the crowd. There were mostly business men there; so it wasn’t surprising that Ana was surrounded by men…. but the funny thing was that they were all facing her…
The train lurched and a gap appeared momentarily. Then I could see that Anita’s skirt was bunched around her waist and her panties were pulled down by her knees. One guy was fingering her cunt as he looked her on the eyes and another guy was fondling her bum. Her top was pulled up and a third man was taking care of her hard nipples.
Ana was looking directly at the man who was fondling her wet cunt. She appeared to be enjoying the situation. Suddenly I saw her closing her eyes, raising her head and then I knew that lucky bastard had made my sweet wife cum in his fingers…
After twenty minutes, as we approached our station, Ana made her way over to me. She looked a little flushed as she just said that it was certainly packed in there…
I agreed that it was true and we got off and walked down to our offices.
During the walk, Ana made no mention of what had happened, nothing about the men fondling her from both sides…
Late afternoon we met up again at going home time and made our way to the station.
The only comment that Aba made was if the train would be as packed going home…
The train was indeed just as packed. I allowed myself to be pushed away from Ana by the crowd, but I managed to swing around so that I was standing behind the men that were behind her.
I recognized some of them from that morning, the same men who had groped my wife. There were some different men but I was sure that they would follow the lead of the others and join in with playing with this, more than willing, horny wife of mine…
Sure enough, within minutes of leaving the station one of the guys was pulling up her skirt. I was surprised to see that she was now not wearing any panties, she was ready.
She was having her cunt fingered again and her hard nipples sucked. I reached between the guys in front of me and sliding my hand across her bum and between her legs, I took a turn at fingering her cunt. It gave me a peculiar sensation to be clandestinely finger fucking my own wife as though she was a stranger. My arm was soon pulled out of the way as other guys wanted a turn at playing with her cunt.
Pretty soon she was moaning, she had her arms around some stranger’s neck whilst the others were bringing her to a climax.
As her climax subsided, Anita just sort of hung there on the guy’s neck, exhausted. Someone lifted her by the hips and pulled her back onto his hard dick. I watched this stranger’s dick entering my lovely wife’s cunt. The other guy who was holding Ana from the front, suddenly made her lower down so that her face was level with his crotch.
He opened his zip and pulled out his cock and pressed it to my wife’s lips. Her delicious mouth opened and let the stranger’s cock enter.
At first the guy behind her was going gently but as the fucking started to get harder, she was pushed forward onto the cock in her mouth and pretty soon she was having her throat fucked as well.
The guy fucking her came quickly and before he could withdraw his cock, he was pulled out of the way as another guy rammed his cock up Ana and fucked her furiously for just one minute and another load of semen was shot up my lovely wife’s cunt.
By the time we got to our station, Ana had been fucked by five men that had filled her cunt and another six or seven that had shot semen in her throat.
I had taken a turn at fucking her by myself and as I had the most explosive climax that I can ever remember.
Ana was completely exhausted with all the fucking and all the climaxes that she had experienced. She did not know where she was. I helped her to arrange her clothes quickly and got her off the train.
When we got home, Ana just locked in the bathroom and had a warm shower. Later she confessed that she had no recall of what had happened during the way back home on the train.
But nevertheless, from that time, Ana sometimes used to go by herself to the office… using that crowded train…alone…