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My husband and I had a lovely vacation in the Bahamas. A much needed break from our professional routines. The trains maintained a circular route as they picked-up and left-off passengers from the four main terminals to the various parking locations around the circumference of the airport. He drove his thumb up into my grateful asshole and I had the quietest, and yet longest and most intense orgasm of my life. As I began to come back to my senses I discovered he was holding me up. My skirt must have been draped across his enormous shaft in the back as he just let it wedge between my legs. I was straddling his pole and rubbing my hungry clit and throbbing pussy against it. I am pushed to the floor resting on my hands and knees. He circles the head and stirs the opening to my body, then thrusts it deep into me. He takes a moment to lower my dress straps, exposing my heavy, free-hanging breasts. My muffled moans deny his intimacy as his cock slams into my pussy. Almost crying tears of lustful pleasure I rock my pelvis into his enormous black cock. He breaks the sloppy kiss off and works his mouth over my swollen, erect nipples. I came as he pumped what would be the last trickle of cum into my body.
We stayed in Miami for a couple of days to visit some friends and then made the trip back with relatively little fanfare. I was trying my best to keep up in my four-inch heels. I had on a short, beige summer dress with a faint sunflower print. I also discovered that the tram had opened its doors. His fingers had found my nipples and he tweaked them and twisted them. My husband was waiting for me to join him at Area D, but my body wouldn't move. The tram reversed its course and began a return run to the terminals where it would begin its journey all over again. I knew my husband waited on the stairway just below the tram platform, but I am unable to move. I reach around and lift my skirt above my ass and gather it around my waist. He grabs his staff at the base and taps my dripping wet labia with the shiny head. With that thrust, he ends my ten years of fidelity to my husband. Long, deep thrusts into me, grabbing the firm cheeks of my ass with his muscular hands. I remember seeing windows and floor and feeling my ass getting spanked, but little else. And then he begins fucking me against the wall in earnest. His slimy tongue wets my lips looking to enter my mouth. Sucking each one, applying just enough pressure to send me into another orgasm. We both embraced each other before he pulled out and in one, expert motion sheathed his cock within his pants, zipped up and stood across the tram waiting for the door.
After deplaning, we are finally on our way to our car. It was mid-thigh length and was cut rather low across my chest. I could easily just raise my voice: 'Stop touching me! I reached down discretely to find to my horror that was dripping wet. The bottom of my short dress brushed away and I felt a draft against the exposed skin of my butt cheeks. It would not walk through the open tram doors as the car stopped and the monitor read Area D. I scream as he fills me as I've never been filled before. " I yell, finally able to speak in the emptiness of the moving tram car. " He responds with foreign words, words that I am not used to hearing during sex. I used my thong to sop up what I could, but found that I needed to open my carry on to get a T-shirt to clean the rest.
"Let's find that Air-Tram and get to the parking lot. I also had a light blue button-down shirt I wore as a light jacket to hide my substantial cleavage from passersby. ' He would put his hands down, everyone would stare and I could break free. I was wet to the point that I was literally leaking fluid out my pussy and it was running down my leg. His thick, strong fingers were moving behind me, between my legs. His harsh dialogue reminds me that we are worlds apart, despite sharing this most intimate of acts. The floor of the car is dirty, but not filthy, I press my cheek against the dirt. I was oozing this man's cum as I stood grabbing the pole in the middle of the tram.
For a limited time all FEMALE members get FREE credits when they join!Stephen liked me to look sexy on vacation and that's exactly how I felt today as I wore no bra in my outfit: sexy! I KNOW WHERE TO GO." He responded with a smiley-face emoticon. I glanced around the tram gate area and noticed a large number of people pushing closer to the entrance where the next tram would pull in. With my carry on behind me, I hurried onto the tram as it opened its doors. His fingertips were not to the point where he could feel my nipples, if he had, he would feel that they were embarrassingly hard. But I didn't do that and at that particular time, I did not understand why. I moved my hand down to grab my carry on and purse as half the occupants exited. I searched their eyes for any who could see the grotesque movement under my cover shirt of hands molesting my married tits. My shirt moved outward and to each side as he had his way with my precious, recently tanned, perfect tits. It was at that moment, that I realized that I was turned on. I felt his hands leave my breasts and instead of feeling relieved, I felt empty. There was the unmistakable scent of sex in the air of the enclosed tram.As we approached the tram gates, Stephen dashed through the crowd thinking I was right behind him. The passengers exited the other side as those on my side entered. Instead, he was moving his palms and fingers together and feeling the curvaceous sides of my breasts. I took a step toward a woman whose back was to me, but as soon as he sensed I was moving away, he pulled me back even closer to him. I was further to the back corner than I had been, and his body was fully pressed against mine. I looked up at the monitor and saw that we were only half way to Area B. My new plan was to exit, then get help and rejoin my husband at Area D. I felt a jolt of electricity run straight through me. Some semen had spilt upon the floor and my lover and I were at opposite ends of the car. As we pulled into the airport hub, I exited the tram as quickly as I could and walked to other side. I returned to another car and began the trip to Area D where my husband was waiting for me. I'M ON THE TRAM NOW." I embraced my husband as if I had been away from him for a week.I smiled, not wanting him to feel as though I was bothered by his standing there, then turned back to face the rest of the car. The tram ride was bumpy in some areas, and swayed a bit in a comfortable rhythm. I looked up to see our progress to the parking lot when I felt it: the unmistakable feeling of two hands placed lightly on my hips.