First train ride after the kiss
I don’t remember how we made it to the train. We were kissing outside the bar, pushed to the wall. Maybe we ran. Second thing I remember is we are sitting in the train, and started kissing again. I was that horny after a long time and maybe for the first time. His kiss was magic. He tasted like sex, love, some exotic fruit from a kinky narnia. He smelt like sex. We were making out in the train. Hands all over. I was pulling him and pushing myself to his seat, but not close enough. I wanted him so badly I could do it in the dirty train toilet. I touched his dick. I never did that making out before. Nothing felt wrong any more. He was hard and all red. He touched me. He whispered, “we will definitely have sex very soon”...
