Written by Macca

Fact
28 Dec 2014


I recently lost my licence due to losing too many demerit points. This left me no option but to catch public transport to and from work. I hated catching public transport as their were so many shady characters on board at times.

Anyways, this one night i was standing on the platform at the station where the drivers do changeover. I was waiting next to a female driver whom was going to swap with the driver of the incoming train.

She looked at me and smiled. I smiled back and the ice was broken when I joked about the weirdo's you get on the trains these days. She seemed pretty friendly as we chatted and had a laugh together.

I reckon this chick would have to have some european in her. Possibly Italian. She was approx 5ft 5" in the old scale, straight brown hair tied up in a ponytail, voluptuous build but not overweight, and a great pair of full D sized tits.

When the train pulled in i said "Nice talking to you. Take care" and walked into the carriage doors and she swapped with the other driver. I sat in the corner right behind the drivers cab. The doors closed on the train and we started moving. To my surprise the train only had about 8 people on board but they were all down the other end of the train carriage.

2 minutes into the journey the drivers cab then opened. The female driver poked her head out and asked if I'd like to see the inside of the drivers cab. "Yeah. Cool", I replied as i entered.

I was intrigued at all the controls, buttons and lights from the inside. It was quite dark inside too. There was a big blind inside that could be pulled down too. "What's the blind for?" I asked.

"It's for when we don't have time to apply the emergency brakes in time when some people decide to take their own lives." She said.

It's quite a common thing but not made public.

I asked, "Does that knob with the handle make the train go forward?"

She burst out laughing and said i was a dirty boy.

This broke the ice and i joked and said, "Of course I'm dirty. Who isn't? "

But then to my surprise she said she liked that and she touched the inside of my thigh. Immediately i twitched and felt my balls pulsate.

"Relax. No one can see through here." She advised me.

My cock was instantly rock hard.

She spun her chair around as she started unbuttoning my trousers and pulling down my boxer trunks. My cock flung up like a jack in a box. Now I'll be the first to admit that I'm not exactly gifted downstairs. But when she dropped to her knees and took me in her mouth it felt like my cock had swelled to a size that didn't feel like it was my cock.

She sucked like a pro as she downed my meat like a pornstar.

It felt like she had been sucking for 15 mins as she stopped every 2 minutes or so at each station. Driving the train and sucking cock seemed easier than i thought it would.

But like all good things, they come to an end and I could feel myself getting close to blowing my gonad goop.

I tried to pull out of her mouth. She gripped me tight at the hips and bobbed her head violently as she moaned. I couldn't pull her off me and by this point i shot what felt like a litre of warm gonad goop in her mouth.

"Mmmmmmm" she moaned as she swallowed my salty ball yoghurt. I have never been blown like that before. She thanked me and said, "You'd better jump back outside. Might see you again sometime. Thanks for coming....."

Too bad i missed my stop too.

I got off (literally) and made my way to the other side of the train station to try and catch the other train back to my destination. Soon as i got home i wanked off.

Something i will always remember. Tried bragging about it to mates but they thought i was full of shit. Oh well, i know the truth.

That little episode was 5 months ago and i haven't bumped into her since. I got my licence 3 months ago but guess what....

I still catch the train. Haha.

Hoping one day to run into her again.


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