A Late night follower

Friday night, and after a long week of files and paperwork at the office I was finally glad to be leaving my dull workplace. I worked in an over crowed office in central London. I liked to stand out from the crowd so I often wore the shortest possible skirts and the lowest tops that my boss would allow. Today was no different. I wore a tight black skirt, that I’m sure if I bent down would have made my sexy hot pink panties visible to all my work colleagues. My matching bra was just visible through my white shirt with the first two buttons undone. All the guys at work wanted a piece of me and I would often flirt with them, fiddling with my straight blonde hair. I knew they liked to fantasize about me.

I looked at the clock and it was 11.05pm. I decided that I had done enough for the day and I would begin the walk home. I usually drive home but today my car was in the garage. The tube station was just a short 10 minute walk so I tied up my coa,t grabbed my hand bag and set off. Saying a quick goodbye to Steven who still sat busily at his desk.

It was a cold night and as soon as I stepped outside I automatically felt my tender boobs harden. I looked up at the sky and was amazed at clear the night sky was. As I walked through the city I gazed at all the things that I am far to busy to ever notice throughout the day. It was then that I heard footsteps. I suddenly turned around… but there was no one there.

I carried on walking slightly picking up my pace. I checked my phone for the time and carried on heading towards the tube. I heard the sound of something falling to the ground but as I was rushing I didn’t dare to stop and see. I took a few shortcuts down some side streets making sure to get there quickly. Suddenly out of the darkness someone shouted, “Excuse me !”

This made me jump and startled I turned round. There was a man stood behind me. He had a muscular body and short brown hair. I caught a wiff of his aftershave and took a deep breath to take in the smell fully. He was looking straight at me and I couldn’t help but see his lovely blue eyes. After a few seconds gazzing into his eyes I noticed he had something in his hand.

“Excuse me miss, I believe this is yours.” In his hands he had hold of something that looked like a purse. I then realized it was mine. “I saw you drop it as you checked your phone, I couldn’t help but look through your purse and was in awe when I saw your pretty face on your drivers license. I just had to see for myself.”
 
I must have blushed because he caressed my cheek with his soft hands. I just froze like a rabbit in headlights. I had no idea what to say or do. He continued to touch me, slowly brushing my hair from my face. Then gently rubbing my ear he said, “You are so beautiful, the things I could do to your sexy body.” His hands began to wander once again and before I had chance to reply, he began tracing his hands over my body.

All I managed to reply was “What are you doing?”

He put his finger to my lips and shushed me.

He began to move his hands, touching my body all over and I reached down to his jeans. I could feel a rather large package between his legs and as I rubbed it began to grow and feel harder. He rubbed my boobs and began to kiss my lips. He felt my hard nipples and I could feel his mouth smile at their hardness. I pulled his belt undone and began to feel the package that was hiding underneath. I caught a glimpse of his erect cock and was simply over whelmed by its sheer size. I knew I had to have it inside of me and quick.

I think he must have been thinking exactly the same thing because at that moment he pushed me tight up against the wall. He pushed my skirt up and my panties down. He must have been in a hurry because I felt my panties rip and slip straight to the ground. He pushed my leg up against the concrete wall and began to finger my pussy. He started with just one finger, then two and before I knew it his whole fist was deep inside my pussy.

I could feel my juices running down my leg and he said, “Do you like this?” I was having too much of a good time to realize that he had spoken and to understand that I needed to reply. As suddenly as he started, he stopped again and reasked the question. I managed a moan and said yes. My body was aching for him to start touching me again or better yet stick his cock inside of me.

He pushed his fingers deep inside of me until I was screaming with pleasure. “You dirty bitch!” He said, “I’ve never seen or heard anyone enjoy it as much as you are.” My pussy was flowing with juices and had an intense orgasm. However he wasn’t quite finished with me.

He pushed me down onto my knees and I could feel the cold pavement beneath me. He then started to thrust his cock in and out of my mouth. I could hear him gasping as I took him further and further into my mouth. “Faster, faster. Deeper, deeper,” where the only commands he gave me. He was holding my hair and pulling me harder and faster into his cock until he finally blew his hot load straight into my mouth. I swallowed all his hot cum and he pulled me up back onto my feet.

Despite the coldness I couldn’t help but feel hot and sweaty getting busy with him. Looking into his eyes I could see that he was not yet finished. He picked me up in his arms and let me wrap my legs right around him. Then pushed me up against a cold metal staircase which was so cold that the coldness made me jump. He pushed his cock deep inside my hot wet pussy and I began to clutch onto him. I was holding on tight and I must have scratched his back pretty well. We heard footsteps in the distance but this didn’t phase him one bit. It turned me on somewhat thinking someone was watching me have hot sex with a complete stranger. He soon made me come and I had the greatest orgasm and my screams of pleasure where enough to wake people up in their near by flats.

He put me back up right on my feet pushed my skirt down and appologized about my panties. He pulled up his own and his jeans. “I hope I get to see you again, I’ve enjoyed myself,” I told him.

He said, “I’m sure we shall bump into each other again.”

I felt so naughty walking the rest of the way to the tube with no panties on and as I sat on the train I saw people giving me funny looks. I realized that I had dirt on my knees and my shirt. Also my hair looked a dreadful mess, I clearly had sex hair. With my confidence sky high I decided to open my legs a little and flash the cute guys my still wet, shaven pussy’s their way. One thing for sure I know I’ll be walking home more often in the future.