Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories
From: redragon@interserv.com
Subject: The Subway (Fb, anal, oral, ws)
Date: 25 Sep 1995 00:01:49 GMT

From: cccdavid@othello.ucdavis.edu (The Gentleman Loser)
Subject: Subway
Date: 20 Jul 92 06:03:45 GMT

				Subway

	I 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 twenty-five year old
secretary like me needs her fill of sex.

	At 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.

	Reluctantly 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.

	On 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 forty-five minutes. The doors closed and I hoped for the best. I
grabbed onto a pole, took out my book and began to read.

	For 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.

	The 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.

	His 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.

	While 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 handjob.
I came with a shudder.

	As 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.

	I took his cock out of his pants. I surveyed its length with
my hand. I figured it to be about eight 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.

	He 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 breasts.

	The 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
forty-five 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 situation."

	Others 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 fifteen years old, and a 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 P.R. fuck me, but I knew
that's what he wanted, and I wanted it too. This little spic had me so
hot I would do anything for him.

	He 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.

	After 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 twenty 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.

	His 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.

	The 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.

	"Ladies 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 ten to fifteen
minutes. Please remain calm, there is no danger."

	A 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. As 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.

	He 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 could.

	As 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 clean.

	With 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...