ride the subway each workday from Queens to Manhattan.
It usually gets very crowded in the morning, with too many people
jamming into the subway cars. It isn't unusual for someone to brush up against my breasts
or ass. Most of the time, I
have to believe its intentional. Sometimes
they linger, sometimes they squeeze, sometimes they rub. There is no point getting angry.
To be honest, I find it exciting, a complete stranger touching me in
public. Since my boyfriend
broke-up with me a couple of weeks ago, I've had fantasies of feeling up
some guy, taking him home, and fucking his brains out. I knew I'd never have
the nerve to do it. Still, a 25
year old secretary like me needs her fill of sex.
the token booth that morning, a worker was handing out a flyer.
It said that due to some emergency work, there would likely be delays
today in the tunnel. It was possible that the train might be stopped for a half an
hour, maybe more. Sorry for the
inconvenience, blah, blah, blah . . . I
almost turned around and went home. Who
needs the aggravation I thought. Then, I remembered I didn't have any sick
time or vacation due. I decided
I had to go in.
I paid my fare and went down to the platform to wait for the train.
It was autumn and I was dressed for the mild weather.
I wore a button down sweater top, and a skirt that stopped just above
my knees. My boyfriend of up until recently had a thing for women's
underwear, so I usually wore a sexy bra, skimpy panties that ties at my
hips, stockings and a garter belt. He
hated pantyhose. After we broke
up, I still wore these frilly things. Made
me feel very feminine.
the platform, I waited for the train. The platform was only a little more
crowded than usual, maybe the flyer exaggerated I hoped.
The train arrived fairly quickly. It was crowded, but I had seen
worse. I stay on the train for
fifteen stops. It usually takes
me about 45 minutes. The doors
closed and I hoped for the best. I
grabbed onto a pole, took out my book and began to read.
the first three or four stops, the train moved at normal speed.
Unfortunately, it got jammed packed.
The people around me had their backs to me, I was in a little shelter
formed by their bodies. The train slowed down and crawled along between stations,
stopping intermittently. It was
during one of these short stops that I felt a hand resting lightly on my
ass. Fingers were gently
pressing against the skirt covering my ass.
I knew I should do something to stop him, but I figured it was
harmless, and after not having sex for over two weeks, I was horny.
palm of his hand pressed slightly harder against my ass.
I pushed my ass back a little into his hand, signally my awareness of
and consent to his actions. At that point, the train again started to move slowly and my
molester squeezed my ass cheek firmly.
He began to move his hand over my skirt covered ass knowingly.
I felt him outline the edge of my panties and the straps of my garter
belt. My cunt began to get hot and moist.
hand drifted lower as the train pulled into a station.
He followed my garter strap down to the tops of my stockings.
His hand squeezed my leg. The
train was so packed that nobody new got on.
As the train left the station, I felt the back of my skirt rising as
he lifted it up. I wondered how
far he thought he could go feeling me up on a crowded subway train with
people all around us. I felt
the cream dripping from my cunt into my panties as his hand reached under my
lifted skirt and touched my stocking covered leg.
His actions became more urgent.
I had long since put my book away and was concentrating on his hand.
It rose to the top of my stockings, his fingers pressing into my bare
skin just below my ass. The
train came to a stop again as his hand was back on my ass, this time under
my skirt resting firmly on my panties.
his one hand roamed freely over my panty covered ass, rubbing, squeezing and
probing, his other hand reached for my free hand near him and took it to his
crotch. He pressed my hand into his cock.
It was hard under his pants. He
moved my hand up and down over his prick.
When he let go, I continued rubbing his prick on my own.
His other hand pulled my panties down slightly, and his fingers were
under my panties. On a crowded subway train, some guy I didn't know was inside
my panties with his hand on my ass while I gave him a hand job.
I came with a shutter.
he squeezed my ass flesh, his other hand slipped under my sweater in the
front and explored my belly button and my stomach and it made its way upward
towards my breasts. The train
began to move again as his one hand dipped into the crack of my ass and
fingered my asshole while his other hand cupped my right tit.
He played with my nipple through my bra, making it hard and erect.
As he got bolder, so did I. I
moved my hand from his prick and located his fly.
I pulled his zipper down and put my hand inside his pants.
He wasn't wearing any underwear. I found his cock and ran my fingers
and nails teasingly along his bare cock flesh.
By this time, his one hand had pushed my bra cups aside and he had a
finger well up my asshole.
took his cock out of his pants. I
surveyed its length with my hand. I
figured it to be about 8 inches. It
was so thick I could barely get my hand fully around it. As the train crawled along, his hand left my breasts and
dropped to the front of my skirt. He hiked my skirt up and ran his fingers
along my inner thighs. My cum
flowed from my pussy as he rested his hand on the front of my panties and
rubbed my cunt slit. He moved
to the top of my panties and dipped his hand inside.
His fingers moved through my pubic hair as they searched knowingly
for my cunt hole. I continued
to jerk my subway lover off as he placed his finger inside my cunt. I was
being finger fucked from both sides, my cunt and my ass.
pulled his finger out of my ass hole and ran his hand inside of my panties
around my hips. He located
one of the bows that held my panties to my body.
As he continued to finger my cunt, he untied the bow, then moved to
my other hip and untied the second bow.
He slid my panties off, removing them from under my skirt.
The hand in my cunt was now totally free.
His slow finger fucking became more rapid. I had my third orgasm of
my morning commute. He brought
his other hand to my back and slipped it under my sweater.
He moved it up to my bra strap and undid my bra.
This stranger was undressing me on a crowded subway car with people
all around us, and I was more than letting him, I was giving him a hand job.
He moved his hand from my back, around me, and again fondled my bare
train entered another station. As
we explored each others bodies, the train sat for several minutes before
slowly leaving the station. Just
outside the station, the conductor announced over the loudspeaker.
"Ladies and Gentlemen, the area of the emergency track work is
just ahead. We have been
informed that the workers just started to remove a piece of bad track.
It will take a half an hour to 45 minutes.
Had we known this before we left the station, we would have stayed
there. The train is too crowded
for the motorman to get to the back of the train to bring it back to the
station, so we'll have to stay here. We're
sorry for this inconvenience but ask your understanding of this emergency
groaned and cursed. My molester
took his hands from my cunt and tits and moved them to my hips.
He turned me to face him. Until
this time I had not seen the person who was feeling me up.
He was a Puerto Rican, maybe 18 years old, and little shorter than
me. My panties were in his
shirt pocket. I couldn't
believe that a nice Jewish girl like me was about to let a PR fuck me, but I
knew that's what he wanted, and I wanted it to.
This little spic had me so hot I would do anything for him.
bunched my skirt up at my hips and pressed his cock against my cunt.
His hands moved to my ass cheeks.
I guided his cock over my pussy, and slipped his hard, dark skinned
prick into my cunt hole. I had an orgasm as he pushed deep into my pussy.
His hands on my ass guided my fucking motion up and down his cock.
He briefly moved his hand from my ass and took my panties from his
pocket and put them in his mouth. He
sucked my cum from my panties as he fucked me.
As my Puerto Rican subway lover thrust in and out of my hungry cunt,
he unbuttoned the top of my sweater and exposed my erect nipples.
He took my panties from his mouth and put them back in his shirt
pocket. He lowered his head to
my breasts and sucked a nipple into his mouth.
I came again. He ran his tongue over my nipple, then lightly chewed
and sucked at it. All the while
he fucked me and squeezed my bare ass.
I felt his thrusts become more urgent and knew he would come soon.
I flexed my cunt muscles around his prick desperately trying to milk
his cum from his long, hard cock. He
grabbed my ass cheeks hard and pushed into me as far as his prick could go.
I felt his cock pulsate as he filled my white Jewish pussy with
Puerto Rican cum. Seconds later I came once more.
he pulled out of me, he wiped his cum and my cunt juices from his cock onto
my panties. He then put my
panties to my cunt and soaked as much of his cum and my cunt juices into
them as he could. He brought my panties to my face and I accepted them into
my mouth. I sucked his cum from
my panties. The conductor got
on the loudspeaker and said it would be about another 20 minutes before the
train moved. As I sucked on my panties, the Puerto Rican was fingering my
cunt and lubricating my ass hole with my pussy juices.
When my asshole was wet enough he finger fucked it while he continued
to play with my cunt.
hands moved to my hips and he turned me around, my back to him.
This Puerto Rican kid wanted to fuck me in the ass on this subway
train. I'd never been fucked in
the ass before, but I was overcome with sexual need and as he spread my ass
cheeks I reached for his prick and guided
his cockhead to my asshole. I
sucked harder on my panties as he pulled my hips back and slid his prick
into my virgin ass. He slowly worked his cock up my asshole.
At first, it hurt as his large prick filled my tight rear hole.
I began to move my ass along his prick on my own.
His hands left my hips, one returned to my exposed breasts, the other
again lifted the front of my skirt and fingered my cunt.
As his finger touched my clit, I came in his hand.
Puerto Rican kid fucked my ass and fingered my cunt and tits for several
minutes. The his hands returned
to my hips and he moved me hard along his ass fucking prick.
I felt him tense and seconds latter, his cum was spurting into my
asshole. He held me close as he
shot his second load of the morning. He did not pull out of my asshole. Instead, he rocked slowly back and forth and played with my
breasts with both of his hands. One
hand moved to my face and he took my panties from my mouth.
and Gentlemen," The conductor announced over the loudspeaker, "we
have just been informed that in order to complete repairs, they must shut
the power in the third rail off. This
means the train cars will go dark. They expect this will last 10 to 15
minutes. Please remain calm, there is no danger."
minute latter, the lights in the train went out. The Puerto Rican was still in my ass. He pulled his cock out and, his hands on my hips again,
turned me around to face him. In
the dark I couldn't see him. I
felt his lips touch mine as he kissed my opened mouth.
His tongue passed my lips as it found mine.
He kissed me passionately for a minute or so, then, he moved his
hands from my hips to my shoulders and pushed down firmly. I came again as I realized he wanted me to blow him.
My mind was in a daze as I slowly dropped to my knees.
I felt his cock along my cheek.
I moved my mouth to it and took his semi-erect prick between my lips.
I ran my tongue over his cockhead as I sucked more of his prick into
my mouth. I tasted the remains
of his cum as well as the flavor of my asshole.
His prick stiffen under the workings of my mouth and lips. I was able to take the entire shaft down my throat I moved my
head back and forth along his hard cock.
I heard him unsnap a fastener, then felt his pants dropping against
my cheek. I reached up and
touched his balls. He took my
head in his hands and guided my cocksucking movements.
I continued to suck his cock from head to root.
I flicked my tongue all along his shaft. I next time my lips were at his cockhead, I moved my mouth to
the underside of his prick and licked down to the root. When I got there I sucked one of his balls into my mouth.
I worked on his balls for a short time.
I felt him move. He turned around and his ass was in my face.
At this point, I would do anything.
I spread his ass cheeks and searched for his ass hole with my tongue.
When I found it, I licked, kissed and sucked at his tight asshole. I made my tongue as rigid as possible and probed as far into
his asshole with it as I could. The
thought of kissing some Puerto Rican's ass was enough to make me come again.
I sucked his asshole I encircled his cock with my hand and jerked him off.
When he had had enough of my ass sucking, he turned once more and my
lips returned to his cock. This time he held my head steady and fucked into my mouth.
His cock pistoned in and out of my mouth rapidly.
I used my tongue on his shaft as best I could.
He suddenly buried my face in his pubic hair, his cock down my throat
and shot his load of warm sticky cum into my mouth.
I licked up every drop I could.
held my head and kept his cock in my mouth.
I felt his prick go limp between my lips. He wouldn't let me get up.
I was afraid the lights would come on and someone might turn around
and see me on my knees, my sweater and bra opened, my breasts exposed and a
Puerto Rican cock in my mouth. Still
he held me there. Suddenly, I
felt liquid flowing from his limp prick.
He was pissing in my mouth. I
tried to yell stop but his cock filled my mouth and muffled my protest.
I had no choice but to try and swallow as much of his piss as I
his piss filled my mouth he began to withdraw his cock.
I couldn't swallow fast enough and piss overflowed my mouth onto my
chin and down my neck. Still pissing, he pulled out of my mouth and aimed his cock
at my head. His pissed all over
my face and my hair. The piss flow then moved down to my neck and chest.
I don't know why, but I knelt in front of him obediently as he pissed
on me. My only movement was to
lift my breasts so they would get completely covered with his warm piss.
He gave me my panties to hold open so he could piss on them also.
When he was finished, I moved my tongue to his cockhead and licked it
his hands, he motioned me to stand up.
When I did, he lifted my skirt with one hand and took my panties in
the other. By some actions he
did, I knew he wanted me to put my panties, now soaked with his urine, back
on. I re-tied the bows and slipped my panties on.
His piss seeped into my cunt. I
re-hooked my bra and buttoned my sweater as he let go of my skirt.
I heard some cursing noises and people yelling `where are you going'
and `what's that smell'. The
lights came on a little while later. My
Puerto Rican lover was gone. There
was piss on my face and clothes. The
train started to move. As it
was now past the bad section of track it traveled at normal speed.
People kept commenting on the smell.
Fortunately, their backs were to me and they didn't realize it was
me. At the next stop, I got off
the train. I couldn't go to
work looking the way I did. I
got the first train back to Queens. As
I was going against rush hour now, it was almost empty and I got a seat. As I sat thinking of what happened the last hour, someone sat
down next to me. It was my
Puerto Rican . . .