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Part 06: "Danielle on the Train"
by
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It was late on a chilly November night, many years before Danielle was
fully 'out', that he, Daniel, spent a full evening shopping at various old
bookstores in the lower/mid part of Manhattan. Danielle was out in 'guy
mode', but what he wore underneath was really what mattered to his
feminine side 'Danielle'. Under his plain pull-over shirt and khaki jeans
he wore a satin bra, sheer panties and lace-topped thigh highs, all black.
Not to mention she always kept her toes painted a sexy deep shade of red.
So outwardly he was just another plain guy, but underneath she felt as
sexy as hell. To complete the outfit, he threw on a short denim jacket,
plain white ankle socks, a silver anklet of hearts around her right ankle
that rested gently below her rose tattoo and he threw on a pair of
comfortable tennis shoes. Her hair was cut rather short; if Danielle had
been a real female and a lesbian, it'd be said she had a butch haircut.
And although she was in guy mode, she felt all-girl.
It was well after 11 o'clock when he finally caught the PATH train at the
33rd Street Station in Manhattan bound for home in northern New Jersey.
This late at night, he'd be delayed by a scheduled stop at Hoboken as the
train did not travel directly to Jersey City's Journal Square after 11pm.
He didn't mind; he'd go through the heavy-laden backpack he had with him
that contained a few dozen 1940's-era pulp paperbacks he'd picked up that
evening.
He was sitting on the train watching the in-car tv that was rigged into
the top section of the wall, waiting for the departure time. At this time
of night, in the first car of the train, he was alone other than the
conductor and the driver. And they were in the driver's compartment,
closed off from the rest of the car. Not that that bothered him, it was
very peaceful and quiet. He'd gotten quite comfortable, as a person
sitting in a hard train seat, is able to get, one leg up on the seat
tucked under his right leg. The backpack was on the seat to the right,
where he rested a weary arm from carrying all the weight. He was deep into
watching the weather report and scarcely noticed a man had gotten on the
train and sat directly across from him. The car chimed and the doors
closed; seconds later the train pulled into the tunnel.
Through the first few stops of the train, Daniel went casually through the
books he'd bought, scanning the covers and synopses. Occasionally he'd
look around to see someone get on and off the train. He even looked at the
man across from him; late 30's, his short wavy hair and lightly-tanned
skin. He had his eyes closed and Daniel wondered if the man was going to
miss his stop. During one look, he took notice that the man was dressed
rather well; light gray suit, pressed very crisply even this late at
night, and a white shirt which was unbuttoned at the top. His tie was
undone and hung gently down his chest. He wore black socks and shoes to
match. 'Danielle' took a guilty pleasure in noticing that the man had a
very sizable bulge in his pants. Daniel blushed slightly and turned as the
train came to a stop and the man stirred. It was the 9th Street Station
and Daniel decided to put everything away and take a rest. This was where
the evening all started, so to speak. He closed his eyes and sat deep in
thought. Hours earlier he'd gotten off at this stop and started his
"bookstore adventure". Through several old bookstores and across 50+ city
blocks he walked for hours.
He didn't quite fall asleep, but was jolted back to full awareness and he
saw that the train had pulled into the Hoboken station. The doors opened
and shortly after, both the conductor and the driver emerged from their
compartment at the right end of the train and started their walk toward
what would now be the front of the train. He was still alone with the
well-dressed man as he waited for the train to continue. He thought about
waking the man and asking him if he missed his stop, but was just too shy
to do so. However, his fem feelings were rising again and he took another
peek at the man's bulge; he wasn't sure, but it looked as though it had
gotten bigger. Daniel's breathing had quickened and he felt a stirring
deep in his sheer panties. He tried to make himself more comfortable in
the hard seat and locked his eyes on the train's tv. Without waiting much
longer, the train pulled out of the station.
Several minutes later, the train came to a slow stop. They were still in
the tunnel, just short of making the turn to proceed toward the Jersey
City stations.
"Ladies and gentlemen, we're waiting for a maintenance car to go by, we'll
be underway momentarily."
The well-dressed man opened his eyes and looked at Daniel and gave him a
small smile, then looked around the car.
A few minutes later, the train started on it's way. Then it stopped
abruptly and the lights went out.
After what seemed like minutes, but was actually a second or two, the
car's emergency lights popped on, casting a dim glow in the car. Daniel
turned left to look down through to the next car when he realized the
well-dressed man now sat right next to him. He gasped and flinched at this
sudden development.
"It's ok. I'm sorry I startled you. I thought you might feel better with
some company. My name is Steven. What's your name, honey?"
Honey?
Breathing heavily, Daniel just stared at him, not knowing what to say, not
sure if from being confused or the sudden situation. Even in the dim
light, the man saw Daniel's confused look and smiled. "When I got on the
train I noticed your black hose above your socks. And when you were
dozing, I noticed a few bumps and lines in your shirt that can only be
made by a bra."
Daniel started to panic, but was too scared to do anything about it.
Just then the connecting door at the end of the car opened and the
conductor popped his head in, flashed a light he was holding and said,
"Temporary loss of power, folks. As soon as we locate the problem we'll be
on our way. Please don't change cars, it's too dangerous. Thanks for your
patience." Before Daniel could take his next breath, he was gone.
"Seems we have some time," the man said, smiling. "So, I know you're
wearing a bra and hose. I think I can assume you're wearing panties, too?
So I'll ask you again," he said in a firmer tone of voice, "what's your
name?"
"Um, D-Danielle," he whispered, knowing the man meant his feminine name.
"That's very pretty. I saw you looking at me earlier. You thought I was
asleep, didn't you?"
"Yes, S-sir."
"I also noticed you looking at this," he said, taking Danielle's hand and
placing it on his semi-hard bulge. All Danielle could do was hold her
breath. There was fear in her stomach, but there was more. Excitement? She
wasn't sure.
"It's okay, Danielle. I love sissies like you. I'm not going to hurt you,"
he said, rubbing a hand on her thigh. She began to relax and breath again,
but there was still a feeling deep inside her.
"As long as you do as I say," he said with a wicked grin.
She enjoyed his hand on her thigh as she wondered what was going to
happen.
"Take your jacket off."
She pulled her hand off his pants and without getting up, wiggled her way
out of the jacket. She laid it to the side on the backpack. Then she sat
and put her hands in her lap and waited.
"Now your shoes and socks. Lay them off to the side."
With trembling hands, she untied the laces and pulled off the tennis shoes
and socks and pushed them gently to the side with her foot.
"Put your hands up in the air above your head."
Arms raised slowly in the air and before she could respond or protest,
Steven grabbed the bottom of the shirt and whisked it off above her head
and tossed it on the floor of the train, almost to the opposite end of the
car. All that remained of Daniel were the jeans.
"Stand up and face me."
With legs slightly wobbly, she stood up and turned and waited for Steven's
next command.
"Loosen your pants and take them off."
"What...what if somebody comes in?"
"Take them off."
After fumbling with the belt and button on the pants, she pulled down the
jeans and stepped out of them. Steven moved them over onto where her shoes
were and took notice of her condition.
"Thigh highs, very nice. And I do so love see-through panties," he said,
noticing her semi-hardness. "It appears you are enjoying this, yes?"
All she could do was stand there in front of him.
Humiliated...excited...wanting. If the car had been properly illuminated, he'd
see she was flushed with embarrassment.
"Sit back down. Put your legs across my lap."
Complying with his command, she sat on the cool plastic seat and raised
her legs and rested them across his thighs; her left leg feeling the
obvious hardness in his pants. He placed his left hand across the bottom
of her feet as his other hand caressed her thighs and legs.
"Beautiful legs, Danielle. I like that you shave them smooth."
"Thank you, Sir," she whispered, not from fear of anyone hearing her, but
from the sheer excitement he was stirring in her.
"That's a very pretty anklet you're wearing. Very feminine, very you."
He moved his hand down to caress her ankles and feet. She could not help
the soft moan that escaped her lips. She was hard and leaking in her
panties. Her precum made a sexy wet spot at the top of her panties. She
resisted the urge to rub herself. His left hand slowly caressed the bottom
of her feet while he caressed her toes with his other hand, brushing his
fingertips lightly across the tips of the toes.
"You have very sexy toes, Darling. I love the color you chose."
"Thank you, Sir."
He gently lifted her feet and kissed the tips of her toes, sending tingles
from her toes to her cock. She closed her eyes and moaned in pleasure.
"Now stand up."
She was so into the feelings he was giving her legs and feet that she
didn't immediately process what he'd said. When she realized he was
looking at her expectantly, she took her legs off his lap and stood again
in front of him.
"Walk over to the door at the end of the car."
She turned and sexily walked toward the end of the train.
"No, Danielle." With her back still to him, she froze.
"That door," he said. Although she couldn't see him, she knew he was
pointing to the door that connected to the next car. And people.
She slowly turned toward him, standing in the middle of the train, in only
bra, panties and stockings. She shivered with nervousness and excitement.
"I'm waiting, Danielle. Walk sexy for me. If you disobey, I'll have to
spank you."
"W-what if someone sees me?"
"I couldn't care less. Now walk!"
Breathing heavily, she took a step forward, coming down on the ball of her
foot, as if she was wearing a high heel. She continued walking toward the
front of the car, almost on tip toes, wiggling her ass slightly.
"Be sure to walk up to the glass and tell me what you see."
She was so nervous she almost wet herself, but she kept walking as sexily
as she could, without the help of heels, to please Steven. As she walked,
her cock rubbed against the sheer material of her panties, keeping her
hard. She was so excited, her precum had made her wet spot considerably
larger by the time she got close to the door. She finally reached the door
and she stopped. Inside the next car were several people, all sitting
numbly in the semi-darkness. It appeared as though there were a few rough-
looking teens waiting that made her stomach dull with fear. What if they
saw her?
"Well? What do you see?"
"Um, just some people, sitting. Nothing going on. I don't think they can
see me."
"Shame. Now, turn around."
She slowly turned and looked at him. She saw that he was looking at her
intently, smiling. Then she noticed that his pants were open and he was
stroking his hard cock. She let out an involuntary gasp when she saw how
hard and wet the tip was. She'd sucked several cocks in her life before,
but she would never get bored of seeing cocks in person all hard and
waiting for her to pleasure them. She absent-mindedly licked her lips.
He saw that and smiled, "You want this, yes?"
"Yesssss," she breathed heavily.
"Get on your knees."
Obeying his dominance over her, she lowered herself to the floor resting
on her knees with her hands folded in her lap, eyes looking toward the
floor, in a show of submission.
"Very good, Danielle. You're a very obedient girl," he said smiling and
stroking. "Now crawl over to me."
She looked up into his eyes and whispered, "Yes, Sir."
Leaning forward, she began to slowly crawl sexily toward him, her knees
making soft thumps on the floor of the car. He watched her slink forward,
all while keeping her toes pointed back, accentuating her long legs.
"Stop down here in between my legs," he said pointing to the floor in
front of him.
He stopped stroking his cock and watched her crawl toward him. She never
took her eyes of his pistoning hand and now she saw his cock; all eight
inches, cut and thick, gorgeous in it's hardness and wetness. She licked
her lips again as she approached and Steven felt her breath on his balls.
"Lick my balls," he said as she stopped where he commanded.
She ran her tongue around the tight ballsack and felt his heat emanate
from between his legs. She bathed his balls with her tongue and sent
shivers up his spine with her kisses on his sack.
"Suck my cock, you slut."
With one last kiss on his balls, she slithered her tongue up the shaft and
toward the head. He reached down and pushed his cock down so she could get
a better angle to get it in her mouth. She kissed and licked all around
the head and ran her tongue on the topside of his cock, wetting it with
her saliva. Kissing and licking back toward the head, he grabbed her head
with both hands and pushed her head down. Half of his cock disappeared
into her mouth and she gagged, inadvertently scraping her teeth on his
cock. He grabbed a fistful of hair and pulled her off his cock and slapped
her hard across the face.
"Watch your teeth, cunt!"
Before she could respond, he plunged his cock back into her mouth. This
time she was ready and made sure her teeth were well out of the way of his
pumping cock.
"I said suck it, you cocksucker."
She gagged a bit more and he moved her head up and down. With a sting in
her face and tears on her cheeks, she closed her soft lips around his cock
and sucked. Using her tongue to rub around the head, she shot waves of
pleasure through his cock.
"Oh, fuck yes, babydoll. You're gonna get your reward real soon," he
panted.
Holding her head in both hands, Steven continuously pounded her mouth with
his hot cock, making her gag frequently. Danielle felt the hardness in
between her lips and on her tongue. She thought of herself in this
position: on her hands and knees with her ass in the air and a cock buried
in her mouth in the middle of a public subway car; it made her soak her
panties. She didn't care anymore if anyone walked in. The thought was
abruptly chased from her mind as she felt the hard head of his cock poke
the back of her throat. He seemed to enjoy making her gag. One, two,
three, four times in a row he jabbed at the back of her throat.
"That's it, cocksucker, choke on my cock. Show me how much you love
gagging on it."
She moaned an affirmative as she continued to suck as best she could on
his massive invader. She reached up with a hand to rub his balls and
caress the underside of his ballsack. She could tell he was close to
cumming.
"That's it, babydoll, rub under my balls. You've done this before," he
moaned.
Danielle moaned again and felt him tense up. She withdrew her hands from
under his balls and she grasped the base of his cock and pumped.
"Yes, my little sissy faggot, I'm gonna cum in your mouth. You better
swallow it!"
As Steven tensed one last time, she pulled her mouth back just enough that
only his cockhead was in her mouth. Seconds later her mouth was flooded
with his hot sperm. It flowed onto her tongue over her teeth and kept
filling her mouth as her lips worked his cock and her tongue licked the
head. She swallowed and felt his cock pulse two, three, four more times as
she was rewarded with another mouthful of his sweet essence. She swallowed
once again as the cock in her mouth began to soften slowly. He trembled
slightly and jerked occasionally as his sensitive cock lay in between her
soft lips. She stopped sucking but still left the cock in her mouth,
waiting for Steven to decide to pull it out.
"Damn, babydoll, you're so fucking hot."
He tensed one last time from the hypersensitivity of his cock and it
popped out of Danielle's mouth wetly. As it drooped, it rubbed down her
chin, leaving a trail of sperm that she tried to lick up. He saw that she
missed and scooped it up on his finger and stuck it in her mouth, where
she sucked at it hungrily.
Still panting heavily, he said, "Danielle, that was the best blowjob I've
had in a while."
"Thank you, Sir."
"Now stand up."
Using his legs to steady herself, she rose to her feet on shaky legs.
"Turn around."
She turned and he was looking right at her panty-clad ass. He leaned in
and placed kisses from the top of her ass crack to the bottom. She moaned
at his soft kisses and he moved his mouth around each ass cheek, placing
kisses and soft nibbles all over.
"Bend over and hold your ankles."
She complied as he reached up and pulled the back of her panties down
below her ass so he could kiss and lick her bare skin.
"Such a beautiful ass, Darling."
She moaned in thanks as he kissed her bare bottom and then parted her ass.
She sharply took in a breath as he placed a wet kiss on her hot asshole.
"Oh...," she moaned loudly as he licked and kissed her tender hole.
He licked wildly in and around her pulsing hole as she pushed her ass back
to meet his invading tongue. Suddenly he stopped, and she thought she did
something wrong.
"Turn around and hold the bar."
She reached above her head and took hold of the bar that ran across the
top of the car. There was enough room for him to stand up and in seconds
he grasped his tie from around his neck and tied her wrists to the bar.
"Hey, wait-!"
She gasped and struggled, but could not free herself.
"No!"
He grabbed her head and roughly pressed his mouth to hers. He flicked his
tongue against hers as he wrapped his arms around her. It was such an
intense, deep kiss that she felt herself melting into his arms. He softly
broke the kiss and took his arms from around her. With one last soft kiss
on the lips, he sat down.
Steven wished he had his camera with him. This sissy looked so sexy in her
lingerie, he would have enjoyed taking pictures of her in different poses
around the train. But this position she was now in: bra, panties pulled
down in back, thigh high stockings. Her wrists were tied to the commuter
bar that was on the ceiling of the train causing her to have to stand on
tippytoes. She was seriously vulnerable, and she knew it. And he loved it.
"I have the next stop, Love. I hope for your sake that there's time for me
to untie you. Otherwise..." He let the meaning trail off and she shook with
a combination of fear and excitement. What would happen if he left her
here to be found at the next station? She struggled more to get free.
"No time for that, Love."
She saw him lean in and kiss the front of her panties. She responded with
a moan and a throb in her cock.
"Mmm, you scent the front of your panties with your perfume?"
"Yes, Sir, always."
"Beautiful, Darling."
After a few more well-placed kisses and licks, the front of her panties
were tenting out obscenely as well as being soaked with some of his saliva
but mostly her precum. He reached up and slowly brought down the front of
her panties freeing her raging six-inch cut cock and pulled them gently
down her legs. She slipped her left foot out of the panties and they
remained bunched on her right ankle where they caught on one of the rough-
edged hearts of the anklet.
Steven leaned forward once more and kissed her cock. Not just once, but
several times...all over. She'd had men before, but rarely would any of them
even think of pleasuring her in this way. Sometimes they watched as she
masturbated, but more often than not, she'd masturbate after they'd gone.
She was snapped back to reality as she felt him suck her cock slowly
between his lips. He ran his tongue all over the head and the underside,
where she loved it most, as he kept up a continuous, gentle sucking. She
moaned loudly as she humped her waist forward, trying to get a rhythm
going. Steven reached up and took an asscheek in each of his hands and
squeezed gently as she humped toward his face, causing her cock to move in
and out of his mouth. He pulled back his mouth and assaulted the head with
his tongue, sucking wildly. Her movements brought her cock in his mouth
deeply as she swayed from the commuter bar. Her toes brushed the floor
lightly as she tried to get some foothold so she could pump his mouth, but
her position would not allow it. He again moved his head back enough so
that her cockhead was all that was between his lips. She was ready to cum.
She was that close to feeling ecstasy.
"Oh, Lover...make me cum," she gasped. "Please...please let me cum! Don't
tease me. Please, Sir!"
His tongue flicked wildly at the head of her cock as he felt her tense up.
He very slowly moved his right hand and slid his fingertips into her
asscrack. She gasped at her impending orgasm and he poked the tip of his
middle finger gently into her hot asshole and wiggled it. She moaned
loudly and her entire body tensed as she unloaded spurt after spurt of her
pent-up cum in his mouth. It had been weeks since she had had a decent
cum. Wave after wave of orgasm racked her body as she slipped under the
torrent of feelings. With one last spurt and one last gasp of breath, she
went limp, being suspended by the tie that bound her wrists.
Kissing her cock one more time, Steven arose and untied Danielle's wrists
and she slumped against him, panting heavily. He sat down and she sat
across him, straddling his lap. Their spent, semi-soft cocks, rubbing
together in the glow of their bliss. She panted heavily into his neck, he
showered her neck and shoulder with kisses and held her tight.
The lights in the car flickered, came on and promptly went out again. The
dim emergency lights did their best to keep the car illuminated. They sat
in the soft glow of the lights catching their breaths.
Steven picked up Danielle's head off his shoulder and looked into her
half-closed, satiated eyes. He placed a soft kiss on her lips.
"Come, Darling, you need to get dressed. I think we'll be on the way
soon."
Danielle leaned in and kissed Steven lovingly, their mouths and tongues
locked in passion. She felt, at that moment, that she could fall in love
with Steven.
As if he could read her thoughts, he said, "Come, my love, let's get you
presentable."
She slowly slipped off Steven's lap and twirled and danced in a feeling of
love around the car, gathering her clothes. As she finally slipped on her
socks, the lights came back on and the conductor made the announcement
that they would be underway soon. Moments later, the train began to move.
"Did my little sissy enjoy that?"
"Yes, Sir," she said. This time he did see her blush.
As the train approached the Pavonia/Newport Station, Steven got up, leaned
down and kissed Danielle one last time.
"Thank you, my love."
"Thank you, Steven," she said, offering to shake his hand. He took it, but
raised it to his mouth and placed a soft kiss on the back of her hand.
She watched him stand at the door, waiting for the slowing train to come
to a stop. He suddenly turned around and said, "We should do this again
sometime, Darling. Call me?"
The doors opened and Steven stepped out onto the platform and turned to
see Danielle's confused look.
He smiled and chuckled and said, "I left my card in your backpack,
sweetheart."
She saw him wink at her as the doors closed.
The train pulled away, and he was gone.
End of Adventure #6. :)
I hope you enjoyed the latest adventure! I cannot believe it's been over
five years since my last story...ugh...how time flies. I'm very sorry for such
a long lapse, but, real life has a way of getting in the way of things
sometimes. I promise that it won't be another five years til my next
story. Please drop me a line anytime! Hugs and Kisses!
Here are the other stories in the "Danielle" series of Adventures:
Part 01: "Danielle's First Meeting"
Part 02: "Danielle at the Office"
Part 03: "Danielle and Daddy"
Part 04: "Danielle Works A Saturday"
Part 05: "Danielle at the Adult Bookstore"
Look for them on this site! :) Enjoy!
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