tube
s'always the tube isnt it?

Another northern line one. Heading to euston, pretty late at night. Sat with my girlfriend, carriage is fairly quiet surprisingly. A huge, very badly dressed black guy gets on, he's like 6'8" easy, and rugby player wide. He has long dirty dreads, and wearing the nastiest grey jogging pants I've ever seen. He basically looks like he has spent 5 years shitting himself in them, which judging by the smell, he has.

He sits opposite. My girlfriend and I are coiled together in sheer terror, her nails have already drawn blood through my coat on my arms.

He is sat, legs spread as wide as possible and I swear to god, there is actually bits of shit dripping from his crotchal area. What then becomes apparent he that is is wearing 2 other things - a massive shit eating grin, and an utterly ginormous stiffy. Never once taking his eyes off my girlfriend he stops picking his nose and reaches into his shit infested keks and starts wanking.

We are paralysed. Everyone has shuffled as far away as possible down the carriage. He shifts his weight and yanks his pants down. He has the biggest cock I have ever seen in my life.

Before we have even fully comprehended what is going on, we are in genuine shock, he actually comes. He never once changed his facial expression throughout, smiling straight at my girlfriend.

All my Freudian nightmares actually came to life in front of me. A giant black cock is being literally thrust into my girlfriends face and is now being slowly wanked as his slime runs down his hands and drips into his shit filled gusset.
( I have run out of coke is a little sweaty, Thu 29 May 2008, 17:34, 5 replies)

oh my god
that is all.
( rofl harris, Thu 29 May 2008, 17:45, closed)

Good lord.
What happened next?
( Mr.Ons knows you can hear him, Earthmen., Thu 29 May 2008, 18:27, closed)

as much as it must have been horrific
this is youtube material
( discomeats This canoe, Thu 29 May 2008, 20:19, closed)

you want more??
funnily enough whatever happened next I cant remember. It most likely involved leaving, I'm certainly not still there. I remember the big scary tramp man with the huge cock wanking but not the getting off the train. Stupid brain.
( I have run out of coke is a little sweaty, Thu 29 May 2008, 20:35, closed)

How horrendous...
but beautifully written.
(resurrection_mary cannibal_ferox, Sat 31 May 2008, 2:02, closed)