Subway Predator (MF)

I swore I wouldn’t do this again but here I am headed into the subway station at 5 dressed for action. I’m wearing a fuzzy pink sweater and a knee length pleated skirt. I’m in heels and stockings. I have my long brown hair up in a bun, I’m wearing minimal makeup and glasses. Perfect camouflage. I’ve got a garter holding up the stockings but I’m not wearing any underwear or a bra. I prowl for a victim. After scanning the typical crowd jammed together waiting for a train I spot several potential targets. The train arrives and I do my best to get into position. I miss all my opportunities and have to get off at the next station. Frustrated I change platforms. I hit the jackpot on the next train. A NYU student in a school hoodie and basketball shorts settles into a corner after letting a woman have the last seat. I just manage to get in front of him as the rest of the passengers jam in. Everyone crushes together and tries not to touch each other at the same time. I allow the people in front of me to force me back against the NYU guy. The train starts up and I get my first good shove against him. My ass presses against him and I wiggle a little trying to feel a bulge. Nothing yet. “Sorry I say over my shoulder.” “It’s all rokay” he says because he couldn’t decide on OK or all right. This is going great. We pull into the next station and everyone leans forward a bit as the train slows. Everyone but me. I’ve got my feet planted and my hips tilted back. NYU bumps into me and this time I feel a bulge. The game is afoot. “Sorry” he mumbles. I turn and smile. It’s not a nice smile. I let go of the rail as the train starts up again. I press back and wiggle til his cock is resting on my cleft. The thin skirt sinks between my cheeks. He tries to turn but I reach back and pin his hips to the subway wall. I grind my ass up and down his shaft. He makes a sound like he’s trying to say something but it never makes it out. He’s mine now. I move off him a bit and pretend to adjust my skirt. I give it a quarter turn to the left and pull apart a hidden pleat. Now I reach back and slip my hand into his shorts. I can hear him inhale sharply. I grab his erect dick and guide it out of his shorts and through the gap in the back of my skirt. For a little while I revel in the silky feel of his shaft rubbing between my buttocks but then we get sticky with pre-cum. I reach into the pocket on my sweater and finger open a baggy of lube. I lube him up and then guide his dick between my legs. He’s the perfect length. I hate wearing heels but it’s the only way to get tall enough for this to work. He’s circumcised and has a nice pronounced head. I push my hand into the folds on the front of the skirt and then press his thick head against my clit. I mostly let the rocking and swaying of the car do the work. He reaches up my sweater and finds my breast. He pinches my nipple and I start really working his head against my clit. Before the next station I have an intense orgasm and slump against him. He was a bit of a bad boy with the tit grab but I decide not to leave him hanging. I grab a bit more lube and start to stroke him. I rub the tip of his dick against my anus. His dick gets stainless steal hard and I know he’s about to orgasm. I tuck him back into his shorts but I keep hold of him. I hear him grunt and feel him pulse in my hand over and over. The train stops and the doors open. Before he can recover himself I’m gone. I’m still not sated. I change platforms again. I get lucky on the very next train. A good looking businessman in a tailored suit is reading his phone at the back of the carriage. I make my way over to him. I’m in heat now and seeing red. I forgo pretense and go straight to the booty rub. He turns his hips way from me and then backs away a bit. I chase him up to the wall. I reach for his dick but he grabs my wrist. “Excuse me.” I say loudly and turn towards him. Several people look up. He’s already let go of my wrist but some of the looks are full of concern. I’m 5’9″ in the heels but I’m barely 110lbs. He’s athletic and has that former frat boy look. “I’m sorry” he says. “It’s no problem” I say in a cheery voice with a wicked smile. Everyone goes back to their phones, books and papers. I turn away from him but step closer. It’s OK dude, just go along with me and you won’t get hurt. I give my skirt a quarter turn and then I hold open the flap so he can see my ass. I glance over my shoulder. He’s looking me in the eye. I glance down my back. He looks too and then clears his throat. He looks back at me and I see fear and confusion. I wink at him and start to fondle his dick. He’s not getting hard yet. Maybe I missed my mark. I unzip his trousers and then reach into the y of his briefs. I wrestle his soft dick out of the hole and mash it against my buns. He’s got a nice long thick uncircumcised dick. He clears his throat again. I sense that he’s near panic. I grab a generous helping of lube and I stroke him up and down my crack while squeezing him in pulses. He gently grabs my wrist again and starts to pull away but then gets half hard. It’s just enough, I push my hips back to get his head to slip between my buns and rest against my anus. He freezes. I work his head up and down while pushing back to get it inside me. He still has my wrist but he’s getting harder. I work his head all the way inside my ass and now he’s fully erect. I let him go but he hangs on to my wrist. I push back and take him in a little. I tilt my hips and wiggle my ass while keeping up the pressure to slowly slide his shaft into my ass. It feels so good filling me up. I get it all the way in. I push back as hard as I can, flattening my ass against him to get all that he has to offer. It’s blissful. I shake my arm and he drops my wrist. I reach into the front of my skirt and start fingering my clit. I rock my hips back and forth to feel his girth inside me. In no time I’m riding a wave of orgasm. When it finishes washing over me I steady myself and take stock. Doesn’t look like anybody has noticed us. He’s been really good. He deserves to finish. I start bouncing my hips a little against him. It’s not much more than an inch of him sliding in and out of me but I keep up a steady fast rhythm. He tenses. I stop. He relaxes and I start pumping again. I bring him up to the edge again and stop again. The third time I’m too close to my own orgasm so I keep going as he pumps my ass full of cum. I finish my third orgasm of the evening as his last spurts warm my insides. The train pulls into a station. I’m full of stolen cum and completely satisfied. I slip him out and leave him slumped against the wall. I hear an old woman gasp and assume she’s seen either his dick covered in cum and lube or my ass. I don’t care, either way it tickles me. I laugh and adjust my skirt as I push my way out of the car. I need pizza.

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