| PLEASED TO MEET YOU by Enola (Dedicated to Wren) London – Euston Station – 2:20pm A shortish chunky brown-haired man is queuing up for the tickets. A few steps behind him, a Hispanic girl is staring at his backside. Very nice, she says to herself with an evil grin across her tanned face. What if he looks a fright? She grimaces twisting her month. It would be a big shame if that lovely ass belonged to somebody who didn’t deserve it. She then hears him asking for a first class single to Cardiff. Mmm, what a fucking sexy voice! He must be ugly then, horrible, scary! The man pays with his credit card, puts the ticket in his wallet, the wallet inside his pocket and turns round. Holy shit! The Hispanic girl gasps in amazement. Two lively sparkling gorgeous chocolate brown eyes meet hers. Just for one second, perhaps a couple. A little smile springs across the man’s lovely chubby face. Immediately, the Hispanic girl feels her cheeks burning. Her eyes follow him as he walks away carrying a big black bag. “Good morning. One first class single to Cardiff, please!” The Hispanic girl is aware that it costs her an arm and a leg but she is convinced it will be worth it. She can’t let him go like this… The Hispanic girl has a look at the timetable: Cardiff Express – 2:45pm – Platform 14. Pushing her luggage trolley, she stops at the toilets along the way. Her make-up is okay. She takes a hairbrush out of her handbag and brushes her soft short brown hair. Well, here goes girl! The chunky guy has already boarded the train. He is reading a newspaper next to the window. The Hispanic girl notices that the seats on the other side of the carriage are all available. It must be a sign, she smiles to herself. She sits down with her legs crossed by the window and starts reading her book. About one hour has passed. The ticket collector comes closer and asks for her ticket. She grasps her handbag and looks for it. Where the hell did I put it now? She slightly panicks. The collector is getting upset, he coughs up and taps his foot on the floor. The girl assures him she does have the ticket. She nervously empties her handbag of its contests. She is on the verge of tears. “Your ticket could be in your suitcase pocket,” suggests the chunky man putting his newspaper down. “I don’t see why I should’ve put it there,” she replies not too kindly. “Well, ya know, mine was just an idea,” he says. He then lifts his paper and goes on reading. The ticket collector, tired of waiting, tells the girl to look for him when she finds her ticket, provided that she will ever find it... “If I were you,” says the chunky guy with his eyes on the paper, “I’d have a look inside that pocket. It seems to be the only one you’ve got.” She scowls at him. What was it? An ironic remark about my clothes? Who do you think you are? The way I dress is none of your business, okay? But she follows his suggestion at the same. What if he’s right? She unzips the suitcase pocket and curses her own stupidity. The chunky man sniggers shaking his head as the girl gets up and pursues the ticket collector. When the Hispanic girl comes back to her seat, the chunky man is absent. His newspaper is folded over his seat, his bag where he left it. She sits again and takes her book. There is a yellow tiny piece of paper inside it. A post-it: ‘You’ve got such amazing legs. I wouldn’t mind having a closer look at them in the toilet.’ What a son of a bitch! You cheeky bastard! She can’t help but smile at the note. Knock. Knock. The chunky gorgeous guy doesn’t look surprised at all when he sees the Hispanic girl in front of him. He lets her enter the toilet and before closing the door he sticks another post-it over it: ‘OUT OF ORDER!’ She takes his cigarette from his hand and puffs at it. “So you like my legs,” she says looking at him straight in the eye. He rubs his chin as his eyes go down and up again. “The legs and everything else,” he replies watching her with lustful eyes. He then takes his fag back and throws it in the wc as he takes one last puff at it. The chunky man’s hands brush her bare thighs and cup her small firm buttocks beneath her tiny mini skirt. He squeezes them gently moaning softly in her ear. She searches for his mouth with urgency and kisses him eagerly, her hands stroking the nape of his neck. One of his hands moves back over thigh, his fingers fondle the inner side of it and, unexpectedly, they meet her bare juicy pussy. He immediately breaks the kiss and pulls back. “What’s wrong?” asks the Hispanic girl perplexed. “Nothing,” smiles the chunky guy in a very twisted way. “I thought you were wearing thong or something.” “Oh! Disappointed?” “Not at all,” he grins shaking his head. “I absolutely love the fact you’ve got nothing on under this tiny piece of fabric that hardly covers your lovely bum. Naughty girls like you drive me insane. You always manage to get the best of me!” He pushes his fingers inside her making her groan with real delight. A pleased smile springs across his gorgeous sexy face. The other hand lifts her glittering string vest up exposing her big round breasts. He bends forwards and takes one nipple between his warm wet lips. He sucks at it gently, his hand squeezing the other tit. He goes down and kneels on the floor. He grabs her leg and places it over his shoulder kissing his way to her pulsing sex. The Hispanic girl feels his tongue playing with her clit, licking, sucking at it hungrily. A long soft moan escapes from her mouth as he sends it inside her. He fucks her slowly flicking his tongue from side to side. The Hispanic girl ecstatically throws her head back biting her lower lip, her hands mess his brown hair up, the only leg that is supporting her gets weaker and weaker. She can no longer handle it. The chunky man gets up and kisses the Hispanic girl roughly probing her mouth with his clever tongue, cupping and squeezing her nice tits in his hands. She enjoys the taste of her own juice in his lips and tongue. She feels his bulge getting bigger and bigger against her groin. She reaches for the zip of his blue jeans and pulls it down. Still kissing, the chunky man lowers his jeans and underpants together. His hard dick teases her for a while making her moan with frustration. He eventually penetrates her. The Hispanic girl wraps her legs around his strong body, he places his hands on her buttocks drawing her to him. Thrusting harder and deeper into her, the chunky man urges her to let him hear how much she’s enjoying the shag. She responds promptly panting that it’s the best of her life and pleads with him not to stop for their sakes. Waves of ecstasy sweep over them as they feel a powerful orgasm approaching. Their bodies shake convulsively, they let out soft cries of delight, they almost collapse on the floor. “Oh shit, that was fantastic!” pants the chunky man, “I’m James by the way.” “Hi James,” smiles the Hispanic girl, “I’m Lotte. So pleased to meet you!” <<< Enola’s stories |
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