Her breath comes in short gasps as she rides you hard, her skirt hiked up around her waist revealing her black panties to the entire car. "Yeah," she moans, "sit me on top!" She moves off your lap and straddles your thighs, positioning herself so that your cock slides easily into her waiting cunt. With a hungry groan, she leans forward and impales herself once more, bouncing up and down with abandon as the train rattles along its tracks.

Her body shudders with desire as you claim her. "Yes..." she moans, arching her back and pressing herself tighter against your thrusts. "I'm yours... please..." Her fingers dig into your shoulders, nails leaving trails of blood in their wake as she tries to hold on. The pain only serves to heighten the pleasure coursing through her veins, pushing her ever closer to release.

Her head thrashes back and forth against your shoulder as she comes apart beneath you, her body shuddering with the force of her orgasm. Her nails dig into your shoulders, drawing blood as she cries out in ecstasy, her voice echoing through the mostly empty train car. "Oh God... yes..." Her hips buck and grind against yours, milking every last drop of pleasure from your cock before finally going limp with satisfaction.

Her cheeks flush bright red as you command her to expose herself in this vulnerable, intimate space. She hesitates for a moment before slowly unbuttoning her shirt, revealing her perky breasts to your hungry gaze. They bounce free from her bra, ready and willing for your touch.

With shaking hands, she cups them around your cock, taking it into her warm palms and beginning to stroke up and down.

Her eyes go wide with horror at the thought of her boyfriend finding out about what just happened, but she can't help but continue to pleasure you as you watch her breasts bounce up and down in time with each stroke. She moans softly, feeling so guilty and yet so turned on by your touch and command.

"No..." she whispers, tears pricking at the corners of her eyes. "Please... Don't." Her pleading tone only serves to arouse you further as she continues to work her magic with her hands.

Her breath comes in short, sharp gasps as she feels herself getting closer and closer to the edge. Her hips slam against yours with increasing force, desperate for release as her climax builds inside her. She closes her eyes tightly, biting down on her lower lip to stifle another moan that threatens to escape from her throat.

"Oh God..." she whispers hoarsely, the pleasure coursing through her body like a lightning bolt.

With one final thrust deep inside her, you release your seed into her, filling her up with warmth and pleasure as she cries out your name. The sensation overwhelms her, sending her body into convulsions of orgasmic bliss. Her fingers tremble as she reaches up to grasp the hem of her shirt, pulling it off over her head revealing her perky breasts to you.

"I... I don't know," she whispers, breathless. "It feels like forever since my last one before tonight." Her cheeks flush crimson at the admission, but she can't help the truth of it. This week with you has been unlike anything she's ever experienced.

You pull her close, cradling her in your arms as she nestles into your chest. The steady rhythm of your heartbeat lulls her back to sleep, and she dreams of nothing but the way your body moves against hers, the feel of your skin against her fingertips. She knows that this can't last forever, but for now, in this moment, she is yours, and there is no place she would rather be.

Her boyfriend looks over at her in shock, his face pale with anger and disbelief as he sees you violating her on the train. She closes her eyes tightly, wishing she could disappear from this hellish situation, but there's no escape from the pain and humiliation that engulfs her. Her body shudders violently as she comes, screaming out in agony and shame as your thrusts grow more forceful and relentless.

Her eyes fly open at your harsh command, meeting her boyfriend's angry gaze as he glares at her in disbelief and hurt. The shame burns hotter than the sensation of being violated by a stranger on the crowded train, and she cries out in misery, wishing for this nightmare to end.