To ride her backside

Tuesday at 05:40 PM

For as long as I can remember I've been obsessed with women's hips, ass and thighs.
Crude and basic as it sounds when these parts are in good proportion they slay men like me in a way that is hard to describe.

It's a rumble that starts in the back of your ears then works its way into your chest, to make your breathing ragged and staccato.

That's when the slow swoon begins, you feel like you are floating on an ocean. Your imagination starts to wander to how it would feel to just brush up against her backside. The slightest little bump. The way the curve fits right into your pelvic region.

When I lived in New York City, I remember taking the subway at rush hour inevitably I'd be standing holding on to the bars and some beauty with a body that came right out of my obsessive dreams stands right in front of me. As the train flies over the tracks we sway back and forth. I am respectful of women's space and wouldn't transgress, so I grip harder to the bar and try to pull my hips back so that she stops bumping into my cock that I'm trying not to let get hard.

The train fills up even more as we get further from Manhattan and closer to Quuens. It's summer the air conditioning sort of works, but all the body heat makes it almost worthless.
As the train takes off again the *** pulls everyone back, I have nowhere to go she's pressed up against me.

I apologize of course, it wasn't actually my fault, but as rude as the rest of the world thinks we are New Yorkers are actually very polite and try to give people personal space,, especially in such a crowded city and situation.

She turns around and smiles and says something like, "You're good sweetheart " the swaying starts again and I start thinking about baseball , comics , fuckin pickle ball anything but this backside thick and lovely rubbing and banging into me over and over because this is the long part of the trip, the stops get further apart.
I can feel my dick getting hard thevtrain keeps rocking. I tru not to think about her on all fours in front of me watching her ass open up the cheeks spread and that tight puckered little asshole that would wrap around the head of my manhood as I slowly worked my way past each ring and it pops sucking me in further.

By this time I'm rock solid, dick at attention panting and trying to look normal.
Right as the train hits a rough patch of track and starts to rattle at 60 mph through the tunnel
I can feel the shake of her ass cheeks. There is no more room to sway away.

She looks back at me and says "My bad" and I almost cum, I smile shyly and nod my head as if to say "It's Ok" but it wasn't ok, because just as I thought I successfully curbed this orgasm the train stops hard, my back pinned against the wall , her pinned against me and I cum so hard I almost moan.

As everyone departs, and the train fills up with new people she pulls herself off of me and walks away. I run to gran a seat. I'm wearing khakis and I've busted a ridiculous nut in an accidentally erotic way. There was definitely a wet spot.

By the time I get to my stop I'm turned on again thinking about the train rocking us back amd forth over amd over with no mercy but hard stops and takeoffs.

I wrapped my flannel around my hips and hurtied home. Before my front door closes I'm stroking out another slow one to the rhythm of that sweet full round ass....