Pen Pals

I got on the train and started righting as I always do trying to fantasize about anyone. Nobody really compelling enough to write a story about. As I look down from my phone I see her. Pen in hand hitting down notes what looks like character points. Could this be, are we one and then same, writers, parallel versions of each other. I see her peak nod and not something down. Is she writing about me. A seat opened up next to her so I sat down. I'm writing this story next to her and I can see her peak over. She has her pen and pad out too and is still taking notes of he own. It gets to the parts where things in my story start getting sexy and I can see her intently reading trying to find out what happens next.  She's not even writing anything down anymore. I peak over pretending to see what stop we're at but really I just want to catch her looking. She doesn't even blink, she looks me in the eyes and back to my phone as if she wants me to finish. I smile and say hi. She smiles and says hi and ask me what I'm writing. I explain my blog and she's totally in to. She tells me how she fell in love with someone on the train and never said a word and how she always wanted to and then takes my hand and pulls me in for a kiss. It's sweet at first, she forms a smile in her kiss, and then it gets more intense more sensual. Her tongue folds over mine, I bite her lip, she digs her nails I to my arm, I run my fingers through her hair and till I reach the base of her neck and pull her in. She breaks away and tells me I like this days of lust. She asks me where I'm getting off and tells me she's getting off the same stop we live a couple of blocks from each other. She asks me more about the stories are they true are they all about me and I tell her the truth. She follows my blog and starts reading more stories as the train continues on. I write more of the story of us. We get off the train going hands talking about my blog. She loves that I tell the story that plagues people's minds, the "what if" tale of star crossed lovers. She asks me how our story ends. I stop her and give her a kiss. I look up to my apartment and give her a gentle tug. I look back at her and say "well we can write that part ourselves right now." She pauses for an instant then takes a step forward. The light turns off as we head upstairs. The sounds of laughter and pleasure and sex fill the air. She whispers in my ear the things I wrote already that she wants me to do. I kiss her neck down to her nipples licking and sucking until they get hard, sh wants me to bite them. I do and she smacks me across the face. Then she grabs me and kisses me. I'm enjoy every minute of this for her. She tells me that o go on and apologizes for the slap she's not used to this. I tell her it's ok and to pretend it's the first time having sex with your boyfriend. She's say but we're not. I ask her to be my boyfriend she says yes playing into this illusion. She pulls my face back to her nipples. I suck and lick and nibble and this time no slaps. She's more comfortable now. I make my way down to her navel as my hand runs down her back and palms her ass forcing her pelvis forward kiss in her hip bones. She thrust and turns in a ticklish delight. She shoves my head in between her legs and my mouth meets her slit. As I lick her from bottom to top she laughs and moans as one. She holds my head there and grinds her pussy into my face. She falls in love with her story. She bends over grabs my face and pulls me in tight. I eat her from the back fucking her with my tongue. I circle her bum with my tongue she giggles and turns at me smiling with a look of so that's what that deals like on her face with the urgency to have me to keep doing it also on her face. I oblige willingly as I start to take my pants off. I give her one long lick from clit to anus and straight through. Kissing the small of her back and the rest of the way up to her neck and her ear. She arches her back and turns her head to kiss me. She feels my hard prick pressing against her wet vagina not quite making its way in. She reaches under and grabs my fat throbbing cock and rubs it on her clit and along her vagina until it reaches her entry and she shoves me in. She screams oh my god as I fill her up. A tear falls from her eye as she falls in lust with a story she read on a train from a stranger she never new. She throws her hips back as I thrust forward matching blow for blow maximizing entry allowing me to reach deep inside her. She's is dripping wet as river flows through her cascading down my balls, I'll have to change the sheets in the morning. I laugh a little. She looks back and asks what's up. I whisper in her ear Im gonna cum and then nibble on her ear. She throws it back fast and screaming when when when. I hold my breath waiting for that moment, I pull out and she turns to me and I shoot my load over her face with her open mouth I scream now now now. Whatever fell I her mouth she swallows. The rest she collects with her finger and licks them clean. "Next stop Astoria Ditmars". I look up and I'm at my stop, I hit the save button on my phone. I turn and see her looking down at my phone staring up at me. She twists around embarrassed and lost, she looks up to collect her thoughts as I begin to walk away. I can tell she missed her stop. I look back and catch her eye, "before the doors close". She looks up shocked and curious and runs out. I grab her hand and smile as we walk to my apt, she grabs me close as if this was who we were.