Subway Girl

Subway Girl Subway Girl

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Genre: Erotica

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Status: Finished

Genre: Erotica

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Just a short story I wrote a few years back of a,chance encounter in a subway car

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Just a short story I wrote a few years back of a,chance encounter in a subway car

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Submitted: July 08, 2015

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Submitted: July 08, 2015

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I walk on the subway carriage and see her standing there. She doesn't see me, but I see her. She is standing, one hand on the pole, the other holding the magazine she is reading. I move to the other side of the pole. Like a mirror image, I have one hand on the pole, one gripping a newspaper.

I pretend to read, but out of the corner of my eye, I notice her beautiful face, the way her bust pulls her pretty blouse tight so that if I look really hard, I can just make out her nipples. The bright red nail polish on her slender fingers - that magazine doesn't know how lucky it is. As my eyes move down her body, I feel my groin stir. I see her bare arms and legs and enjoy the opportunity to see so much of her flesh. I imagine my hands pushing back her sleeves, her skirt, revealing yet more smooth, beckoning flesh.

Then I see her feet. Those polished toes look so pretty. Her sandals are so feminine and fashionable. I imagine undoing the buckle and gliding my hand over the smooth skin from the top to the tips of her toes as I ease her feet out of each sandal.

That stir down south is growing.

I allow myself to move my head and glance at her eyes. I catch her doing the same thing. Our eyes meet and her face breaks into a shy smile as she quickly reverts to her magazine. There was something magically sexy in that smile. Her face had lit up with it. And yet that shyness was there too, so sweet, so sexy. She was starting to drive me wild.

As I look down at my newspaper, I wonder what she is thinking. Were our minds mirroring our thoughts like our bodies were mirroring our poses? Don't be silly, women only know you as a pleasant, kind, generous man. You make a great father, but a woman find you sexy? Now come on - only in a fantasy!

Suddenly, I notice something in the corner of my eye. Is she sliding her hand ever so slowly down the pole towards mine, or is that just the results of gravity that she would soon correct? I wait, telling myself I was being stupid. Stupid, stupid, stupid. But she does nothing to stop the movement and before long the the edge of her hand touches mine. Maybe I'm not so stupid. No - surely the correction will come now. But no, her hand stays there. I glance at her face, but there is no reaction, she appears not to notice. Percy is definitely noticing now. I adjust my position trying to hide the private results of my obvious excitement.

What should I do? Is it possible she hasn't noticed her hand has come to rest against mine? But then something happens that freezes the thought. I feel her little finger gently touching and stroking the side of my hand. This can be no mistake. She must be finding the encounter every bit as enjoyable as me! I look down at the bulge in my pants. Maybe not, maybe I'm enjoying it just a little bit more than her.

At that moment I catch her stealing a glance at my manhood standing proudly to attention. Hidden from view, maybe but hardly unnoticeable! There is a hint of surprise in her eyes, after all, shes only touched me with her little finger! But the surprise quickly turns to a hint of pleasure. My mind runs wild as I realize she really is enjoying this. This woman seems excited by me. I wonder what chance there is that I'm making her wet. I close my eyes for a second and imagine her panties getting moist as my fingers gently stroke her clitoris through them. Why am I doing this to myself; nothing can come of a chance meeting in a subway car! Grow up, sir!

The next few minutes are tantalizing. No word is spoken, no look exchanged. Just stolen glances, brushing touches that ignite my imagination and a fiery passion in my groin. The elbow, the knee, hips. With each new touch, I want this woman more and more. I want to fuck her here and now. Fuck her as if my life depended on it. But that's impossible. Encounters like this only happen in films, and yet here I am! Another touch. My penis twitches as it goes up another notch in hardness. This woman is driving me crazy!!

Suddenly I'm aware she's looking up from her magazine and staring me in the face. She leans forward and whispers, "I believe this is our stop". I barely hear her as my Percy twitches again as her cheek touches mine.

"Pardon? Oh, oh....yes, so it is. I almost missed that fact", I stammer. Our stop? What did she mean? But I didn't care - it meant I could spend more time with her, however short! Concentrate - you must NOT let this woman leave without getting her number! I follow her out of the train. My mind is racing. What am I doing? What is she doing? And yet I find time to notice her delectable butt. I suppress the urge to touch it. Is there anything about this woman that DOESN'T turn me on?

Where is she taking me? Did she really mean for me to follow? She must have, she had talked to me, hadn't she? Will she stop, say "Thank you very much" and send me on my way? Is this a scam of some sort? Ah, that must be it - she can't possibly want me for me.

We turn a corner. She turns about to face me and without a word leans forward and presses her lips against mind. I barely have time to get over the shock, when I feel her tongue dart through my lips. Oh, the thrill of it. I can't help but respond. Our tongues entwine as we investigate each other's mouth - darting here, darting there, finding each others pleasure zones. I can't stop myself, one hand reaches round and grabs her right buttock, the other reaches for and touches her breast, searching for one of those tantalizing nipples that I'd so admired not 15 minutes earlier. As I try to pull her towards me, she pulls away and whispers, "Not here". But she didn't pull away before Percy got to lay his head on her cushion.

"Where then?" I ask, no longer caring who knew - I wanted to fuck this woman badly, and I wanted to fuck her NOW!

"Follow me", she says as she turns and walks with a purposeful stride. I catch up and I find her hand reaching into my arm. She then changes her mind and allows it to slide down the inside of my arm until it reached my hand, where it slides into my fingers like a glove made in heaven. The whole act makes me shudder with pleasure. Everything this woman does touches my pleasure zones - her looks, her voice, he smile, her scrumptious body, her ever-so-smooth skin, the feel of any part of her body next to mine. And I'm loving it!

"Where can she be taking me", I wonder? Then we turn and enter a doorway. I really don't care where it is, I just want to get there. I feel like my penis will explode out of my pants if we don't get there soon! Is that a reception desk? It registers in my mind that we are not stopping at the desk. Does this woman live here? Woman - as I think the word I realize I don't even know her name! But I don't care - it's not her name I need right now, it's her body! Her luscious, beautiful body. If we don't get SOMEWHERE soon I swear I'm going to cum in my pants!

Wait a minute - this IS a hotel, and she didn't need to register - did she plan all this? Did she choose me? But before I can think any more, she stops at a door. It seems like an eternity as she finds the key in her purse and swipes it, unlocking the door. No sooner is the door open when she drags me in and closes it. Before the door is fully closed, we are already engaged in what must surely be the most passionate kiss I've ever experienced. But as much as I am enjoying this kiss from heaven, we both frantically try to remove each others clothes. Her bra hits the floor just as she tears my shirt open and off. I feel her nipples brush against my chest - I swear I'm going to cum any second now - surely I can't keep taking all the ecstasy buttons she's pushing for me right now!

Her skirt falls to the floor. My hand run over her buttocks, between the material of her panties and her flesh. As they move down, they take the waist of her panties down with them. I feel my boxers making an exit as she does the same to me.

And all this time we've managed to keep moving towards the bed. As we arrive at it's edge, we fall upon it. I momentarily break from her lips so that I don't hurt her as we fall. As we come to a rest on the bed, we both start giggling. And then we stop and stare into each other eyes. But not for long, the passion overtakes us and we kiss once more. I'm desperate, desperate to be inside her. The end of my penis is wet. As it searches for the way into her, I feel her clitoris. So warm. So wet. So inviting. Without thinking, I find myself almost screaming at her, "I want to fuck you, God I so want to fuck you. I need to be inside you this second!"

She giggles. At that moment Percy finds home. She gasps. I stop, fearful I may be hurting her, but I feel her hands on my butt - slowing squeezing and pulling me inside her.

Soon the passion is almost overwhelming. I thrust ever quicker. With each one she lifts her butt as if to make sure she is going to take every last millimeter of me. Her moans are getting so loud. I'm screaming "I'm fucking you, I'm fucking you" more and more urgently. The bed seems to creek with every movement. But I don't care... I'm fucking her!

Eventually, I can hold it no more. I cum like I've never come before. But I keep thrusting. She keeps thrusting with me. I want to squeeze every last drop of semen out of my penis. I don't want to stop. Ever. This is so beautiful, so passionate, so wonderful. Don't stop, don't stop! But eventually it must.

I collapse next to her. She puts her hand on my cheek, and says "Thank you - that was so fantastic". And it was. And we didn't stop there. We slept some, we made love. We slept some more, we made love some more.

In the early hours of the morning, I look at her beautiful, peaceful face. I lean over and kiss her on the cheek and whisper, "Good morning darling wife, I love you so much. We just HAVE to do this again!"


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