Where it happened: Subway Train
Langauge: English
Sex: Male
Rating: 10
Category: Straight
It was a warm spring evening when I boarded the last run of New York’s subway to head home for the night. It turned out to be the ride that I would never forget. After the first stop I found myself alone with a voluptuous blonde, whose blouse was bursting at its seams because of her ample breasts. It was not long before I had undressed her with my eyes and my cock was hard and throbbing. I sneaked my hand into my pants in order to ease my aching organ. Just as I was at the threshold of orgasm, the train came to an abrupt and unexpected halt, throwing me on my fantasy female, who was also hurled to the floor. It was then that the gorgeous blonde noticed my predicament and asked me if I needed any help. I responded that I was having trouble getting up. She surprised me by taking off her blouse and unleashing her pair of melon-sized tits. She began to massage her mountainous flesh as if she were kneading mounds of bread dough, leting me know she had the same idea I had. Soon her hands were releasing my cock from its tight resting place. Before I knew what was happening, we were lapping at each others genitals and I was hoping that the subway ride would last forever. After a while we both had enough forplay, and it was time for some good fucking. When we were pumping wildly on the floor, I felt the train begin to move. when it reached top speed , so did we. After a few moments I could no longer hold back. With a rush that seemed to last for hours, I came violently, quickly filling her luscious love channel with my jism. At the same time she exploded in ectasy, pulling my cock into her deeper and deeper. The train came to a quick halt, throwing us down the aisle. Without a word she hastily stood up, her pussy still dripping, and threww her clothes on. Still half naked, she ran through the opening doors, leaving lying nude on the floor with a shrinking erection. It has been almost twelve and a half years since this escapade. I have, with much anxiety and a truly horrendous hard-on ridden that very same subway car many times since then, but I have yet to see her again. Still I’ll never forget the ride of my life.
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