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I stand to get another magazine from my overnight bag. Turn away from him, and reach upwards to it. The zipper is sticky, I must look like an idiot.

I imagine him standing close behind me trying to help me with my bag. His arms either side of mine. I feel his breath on the bare skin of my shoulder. He kisses my shoulder and my neck. His arms surround me. I twist around, kissing him, hotly, wetly, madly. Me and a stranger on a train. Haha

But he isn’t there, he’s not, standing behind me. He sits still, listening to his music no doubt. Looking out the window. Maybe i’m just not his type anyway. Maybe i’m too young for him.

DAY DREAMS ON A TRAIN by Matt.

At one point she stands to get something from her bag. I look at her sexy long legs and ass, and the hem of her shortish skirt as she lifts onto tiptoe to reach it. Right there at my eye level, I could put my hand out and touch her. I could have helped, but what could a second person do? if she had asked for help, I’d be more than willing of course. I could have looked pretty silly too, jumping up without being asked. I might have scared the crap out of her. She might have screamed, and called me a creep.

I imagine the scenario tho’...just a day dream. I help her with her bag. Leaning over, so close to her, I smell her scent, and even feel the warmth rising from her shoulder. I lean in to kiss her there, its beautifully smooth. Then I kiss her neck, she turns and continues to kiss me, hard. Tongues too. She pulls my face onto hers. My hand squeezes her breast, over her top. It feels beautifully firm . I pull that top downwards exposing her breasts. She lifts my polo shirt over my head, her hands running up my back, and over my shoulders. We crush our bodies together. I feel her hard nipples pressing into my chest as we kiss. She feels for my cock over my chinos, finds it hard, (as its been for so long.. another reason why I didn’t jump up to help her with the bag,) She begins tugging ay my belt.

DAY DREAMS ON A TRAIN By Lizzy.

I’m not into one night stands, i’m more of a” Lets meet his parents before I give myself to him” type girl. Then: 1st date, drinks. 2nd to fourth date, more drinks and a meal or show.

5th date, meet his parents.

6th date, maybe..... ?

But, there is another way. The way that a lot of my girlfriends choose.

They would say to me, if you are feeling horny, and there’s a guy that is turning you on. Then, why not just do it? Right there. Right then. Let go for once. Just fuck him. Let him have you. It feels good, to just enjoy his lust for you. It doesn’t need to be a full on relationship. Just fulfil a temporary need in you both.

“If you are in the mood just do it”

And today, believe me....I am totally in the mood.

No awkward new relationship. No meeting his mates, or shopping with his nice mum this time. I’d like him to just fuck me. Like animals do. Just fuck. To help relieve my hornyness. Can I just do that?

Can I just NOT just be a nice girl for once?

This time, can’t I just be a ‘Dirty Girl’?

DAYDREAMS ON A TRAIN By Matt.

She is so beautiful, she could be a model, or married to a rock legend or film star. I bet she has a posh name, like Sarah, or Charlotte, or Elizabeth.

She wouldn't be interested in me? I know I want her. Plain and simple. But, things don’t work like that do they, Even if she was, we’d probably have to do all those ‘dating’ things, like meet her mum.

But, right now, I know I just want to have her. I want her right now, not after weeks of build up. But, is that even possible, on a fucking train of all places? And why would a nice girl want to fuck a stranger on a moving train anyway? Its a pity those ‘nice girls’ cant just let go and become ‘Dirty Girls’ for a while, if the mood took them.

DAYDREAMS ON A TRAIN, By Lizzie.

Maybe I COULD just fuck a random guy. But, I never have before, or at least haven’t so far.

I’m feeling so horny now. I want to touch myself. I cross and uncross my legs, trying to somehow squeeze myself down there, I really want to touch myself. I can feel my nipples tightening, they must be so hard. I’m glad I’m wearing a strapless bra, or he might see them, straining, aching to be touched by a strong man. I slip into imagining that first fiery kiss again. He pulls my top off and expertly pings the clips and discards my bra along with my top. I want him to squeeze my breasts, kiss them, pull on my nipples. I sit, while he stands in front of me, I’d pull that smart belt of his and those chino’s open. I want to be that Dirty Girl on the train. I want to pull him out and suck on him. I want him to be a little rough with me, not violent rough, just lustful, taking what he wants. Pulling my head onto himself with one hand, his fingers in my hair. Squeezing my breast with the other. Oh god, I want to touch myself so much. I am sure I am dripping wet down there.

DAYDREAMS ON A TRAIN By Matt.

She is a bit fidgety, maybe uncomfortable in her seat. Crossing and uncrossing her legs, and WOW what legs they are. They look so smooth and inviting, I want to touch them. Kiss them I want to find what’s between them. I tilt my head back and close my eyes, and think back to my imagination, the point where she had been kissing me, after i’d helped with her bag.

I pulled her top off. Her body is magnificent. I found her hard nipples with my mouth, she had beautiful boobs. She sits, and pulls my chino’s open. Releasing my aching cock. She sucks me. That beautiful creature, is sucking me. It feels magnificent. I run my fingers through her fine hair, and feel that magnificent boob in my other hand.

“I don’t normally do things like this” she says. “But, I need you to fuck me right now.”

She slides forwards off the edge of her seat and wriggles her skirt up around her waist. Then pulls her knees up. All that is between myself and certain heaven now is a thin piece of pure white cotton. I can’t stay like this, my cock is like a rock, its uncomfortable. It’s painful, its twisted, I need to get up and make it to the little bathroom back there without her seeing my erection. it just needs adjusting to ease the discomfort, but, I’m going to think of fucking her, and wank that thing away. Five minutes and I’ll be back. Or maybe I should just sit somewhere else in the carriage there’s only us two here now anyway.

No, I can’t just sit here any longer with these thoughts in my head. I’m going crazy.

DAYDREAMS ON A TRAIN By Lizzy.

I want him inside me now. I don’t want him to ‘make love to me’, like I’m just that girl, that he met on a train. I want him to fuck me, like the ‘Dirty Girl’ that I want to become. I want him to use me, to satisfy his lust. I don’t need a long drawn out thing, I don’t even want him to make me cum, I want him to pound me into this seat for a couple of minutes until HE is satisfied that’s all.

Then when he is done with me. I want him to go away and sit somewhere else. I don’t want any awkward moments, or number swapping crap. Maybe then, I might go to the bathroom and finish off myself. I just want to say to him “I honestly don’t normally do things like this, but today, I just want you to fuck me." And I would slide right down into my seat, wriggle my skirt up, and just let him have me. I can imagine him, pushing my panties to one side and pushing his glorious cock into my hot V-Jay. And just pounding me like that. I can’t cope with this anymore, I’m going to the bathroom. I’m going to stand against the rocking wall in there, pull my skirt up and rub myself to orgasm. I’ll only need five minutes. He looks like he’s asleep, I can sneak out without him timing me. I stand, to get some wipes from my bag.

DAYDREAMS ON A TRAIN By Matt.

I can’t do this. I’m going to sort this out in the bathroom. I open my eyes, she is standing, fiddling with her bag again. I suddenly realise It’s a good chance to slip myself and my probably obvious erection, away to the bathroom without her seeing it.

I stand, quietly and quickly. I’m directly behind her, I smell her beautiful perfume. I’m so close we are almost touching, just for one second as I pass behind her.

At that moment the train gives a lurch one way, and then a jolt to the other, she loses balance for a second, and stumbles back into me. My hands come up reactively to catch her.

My lips brush her shoulder. I inhale her scent. We both freeze for a moment. And she says, “Look, I honestly don’t usually do things like this. But, today, I just want you to fuck me. Right here. Right now. Would that be OK?”

I just nod. And say “And then, I’ll move seats OK, so there' none of that awkward small talk.. “My thoughts, exactly.” She says, before she turns in my arms, and kisses me passionately.

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