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Archive name: missed.txt (MF, exh, public)
Authors name: Puera Amare (pueramare@hotmail.com)
Story title : Missed My Stop
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This is an original story by me. Please do not alter in
any way. Please do not repost without my permission.
(c) 2000 Puera Amare.
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Missed My Stop (MF, exh, public)
by Puera Amare (pueramare@hotmail.com)
***
An exhibitionist on a subway ends up publicly fucking a
perfect stranger.
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Julie was a nymphomaniac. She knew it; all her close
friends knew it. It did not occur to her just how serious
it was until one day on the subway home.
Richard had just left her a couple of days before. It
seems he could not handle Julie's promiscuous behaviors.
He liked them just fine though when he was on the
opposite end of them. Julie had been cursed with a dry
spell ever since. Now here she was on the subway on her
way home from work as a legal assistant in town. In her
state of sexual frustration, she found herself
scrutinizing every man who entered the train with her.
"Too many beers." She thought to herself looking at the
protruding belly of one man who had just entered. "Gosh,
can he be any dorkier looking?" She commented to herself
on another. This went on through the ride home. She lived
near stop number three near the end of the route so she
had lots of time to scrutinize. About halfway through the
ride, more people were leaving than getting on. At stop
10 her car actually emptied and she found herself alone
in the car.
Never one to pass up an opportunity to be a little wild,
and get her kicks off, she slid her hand up under her
skirt, slipped a finger around her tight thong panties
and started masturbating herself. Stop nine and eight
came and went with no one entering the subway car, and
she was still no closer to her orgasm. She decided she
needed to feel a little naughtier to get off and took her
thong off and continued with her self-pleasuring.
Stop seven came and went and she still had not. At stop
number six she spotted some guy standing waiting for the
doors to open so she stopped her business and feigned
reading a pamphlet that someone had stuck into the window
near her seat.
Once the train started moving again, she peeked over the
paper to look at the guy. It was a large, well-muscled
black man. She felt her blood boil at the thought of how
big his dick must be.
Before she realized what she was doing, she found herself
standing in front of him. He looked up at her in the face
and gave her a polite smile. She smile back, but it was
one of mischief. She then looked down at her skirt and
his eyes followed hers. Lifting the skirt up, Julie
showed him what she wanted. The smell of her juices
quickly permeated the air thickly from her tortured
pussy. The man did not need a second opportunity. Leaning
forward, he took a deep breath smelling her sex. He then
planted a warm and gentle kiss on her mound of fur.
The feeling of his lips so close to her pussy sent
shivers and shockwaves through her body. She wanted his
cock badly. She did not even want to think of
consequences involved. She needed his cock. Julie pulled
up on the man and he very quickly stood up to meet her
lips to his own. She reached down while kissing him and
started fumbling with his belt. He broke the kiss
momentarily to look down at what she was doing, then went
back to kissing her while his hands assisted hers in
their task. His pants fell to the floor of the train in
short order.
Julie looked down at the man before her; his dark black
skin covered huge muscular thighs. She looked slightly
higher and saw he had an enormous lump in his boxers. She
looked up at the stranger and smiled, he met her eyes and
smiled back.
The man then pulled down his shorts; at this his member
was free to stand to full length. It was at least eleven
inches, black, slick, and had a very thick girth. At the
base he had a thick mat of curly black hair. Julie could
already imagine this invading her body. The whole of it
would completely fill her.
She turned her back on him, but before he could get
confused as to what was going on, she grabbed one of the
seats nearby and bent over at the waist as far as she
could. Again he did not miss a cue. He lifted the back of
her skirt up slightly, guided his dick between her legs
up against her wet waiting pussy, and then with hardly
any effort, entered her love canal.
Julie felt like she was going to be ripped apart. She had
never fucked a man this size before, and it had been two
days since she had been fucked properly anyway (which
seemed like years to her). It felt great. He started
riding her from behind vigorously. She could hear the
sound of her ass cheeks slapping against his strong hips.
Quickly she reached a peak.
The fact that she finally had a dick in her again, the
fact that the dick belonged to a total stranger that had
not even said a word to her, and on top of being in a
totally public place sent her into a huge orgasm. The
stranger though did not break stride. He kept pumping her
at an even pace, this extended her orgasm for a very long
time and led into immediately building up into another
one.
Richard always came as soon as she did. She liked that at
first, but always felt like she did not get her fill.
This man here, this stranger, was fucking her like a
stallion and she quickly topped a second orgasm, this one
lasting longer than the first. Still, the black man kept
pace and fucked her with constant, even, hard strokes.
Julie was near exhausted. Two such fierce orgasms like
she had never had before in a row had worn her out.
The man behind her still kept fucking her though, but now
he started making grunting noises. She could feel him
tensing up as he fucked her. He was fixing to cum. His
grunts became louder. Her own body started working in
time with his build up. She was about to have another
orgasm. His grunting became louder, his thrusts deeper
and less regular, at the same moment, she felt her own
body shoot into bliss. She could also feel his strokes
becoming even more lubricated as this stranger's sperm
filled the inside of her cunt.
Both panting and moaning, the pair slowed down to a halt,
only the movement of the subway car kept the swaying
slightly. Julie looked up at the car and realized that
they were no longer alone. There was some guy sitting not
too far away with his dick out in his hand pumping away
furiously.
The train started to slow down; Julie pulled slightly
away from the man and his enormous cock slid out with a
slight popping noise. She looked back at the stranger,
exhausted himself, he had taken a couple of steps back
and was wrestling with his shorts and pants. The train
came to stop. Almost in a dream like trance, Julie turned
and looked out the door to see a large white number two
painted on the wall.
"Shit! I missed my stop!" The only words the two passed
between them the entire time. She shouted this on her way
out the doors. She pondered it on the way home. Why had
she fucked a total stranger? Who was the guy? Why didn't
she grab her panties off of the seat? And finally: Why
was she satisfied for the first time in her sexual life?
END
Send questions, comments, or complaints to me at:
pueramare@hotmail.com
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others outside a monogamous relationship. But it isn't
okay to *HAVE* unprotected sex with people other than
a trusted partner. You only have one body per lifetime,
so take good care of it!
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