A Meeting on the Metro (mf) (public) (rough)

My sub and I wrote this story together. It’s from two points of view, as such my contributions are in bold and her’s are in italics. We were posting as /u/FlidaisBound, but decided this name would be easier to remember.

We hope you enjoy.

**It’s 5:00 PM. Rush hour. The metro is packed in the middle of summer. I wait impatiently for the doors to open so that the car will empty out and I can find my way in. Hopefully a seat. The doors slide, people bustle out, people bustle in. I walk in and quickly see that each seat is taken. Fuck. I grab the pole in the center and swing around it to face the doors. Only ten stops to go! My heart leaps in my chest as I make eye contact with a beautiful olive skinned woman with auburn hair. My eyes widen in surprise, hers do likewise. Small smiles paint our faces as we both look away. She grabs the pole and swings around, facing away from me just in time for an avalanche of people running to make the train to push us further back against the people already filling the car behind us. I feel my face heat as her tight, perky little ass is presses firmly into my crotch.**

*I can acutely feel the stranger’s crotch rub against my ass, and immediately, I feel blood rushing to my cheeks and to… another part of my anatomy. University is hard, a good challenge for me, but I don’t get a lot of sex anymore, focused on my studies as I am.*

*I sigh at the mental image of the physics equations waiting for me at home. Fucking this guy would be so much more entertaining… I only caught a glimpse of his dark brown, almost black, eyes when he entered the wagon, but his intense gaze combined to his robust stature awoke some deep-seeded needs in me.*

*I start to fantasize, imagining his big hands on my hips. His groans and my moans filling my room while he fucks me senseless. I can almost feel it inside me.*

*I’m only wearing a short skirt, as the temperature warms slowly but steadily. Unconsciously, I moved against him, getting imperceptibly closer to him, rubbing my ass against his cock..*

*I have to reason myself! I hope he didn’t notice anything… I would be so ashamed…*

**I inhale slowly, feeling my cheeks fill and expand with air as I roll my eyes in awkward exasperation. I slowly, quietly exhale. Just my luck, I think, the perfect storm for a sexual harassment lawsuit…just don’t get hard…just don’t get hard…just don’t ge…what the fuck? What the fuck was that? My eyes pop open. Did she just? I feel my cock twitch as my blood is redirected. I’m unsure if there even was movement, but I could have sworn that she just rubbed that perfectly perky ass against me.**

**I look down at her and notice the redness of her face and ears. Is she…embarrassed? Or is she just hot? My cock twitches again. It’s getting bigger. I start to breath faster. I can’t stop it now. My cock twitches again. A shot of pleasure rises up my shaft causing my hips to thrust ever so lightly forward against her. She clears her throat and gives her head a shake. My teeth clench as I await the barrage of insults about to come raining down upon me….except…she sways her hips, massaging my growing cock to full mast. I let out a deep sigh. She keeps swaying, pressing herself harder into me. I slowly reach my hand forward. My fingertips touch her hip. She presses harder. My fingers find their way under her short skirt, wrapping themselves around the soft skin of her thigh. I pull her in harder.**

*I breathe in sharply. His hand feels dominant on my thigh, directing our thrusts and making its way higher and higher on my skin.*

*Even though it’s the middle of summer and it’s shockingly hot in here with all these people packed together, I feel shivers and goosebumps crawl on my entire body. What am I doing? Is this even legal?*

*I exhale and blush even more when I feel his hand reach my panties and his fingers start to massage my clit oh so delectably over the soft fabric.*

*I lean into him. My back is now completely against his chest, and frankly, I feel like I need him to support me as his fingers send me closer to the edge.*

*I was already wet before, but I start feeling my juices soak my panties.*

*I slightly turn my head to him, gathering up the courage to whisper:*

*”Please don’t stop.”*

**I feel her weight increasingly against me as my fingers delicately toy her clit. Her soft panties becoming wetter the more I work at her. I can barely hear her whisper over the sound of the train moving, but the horny desperation in her tone sends a shock through my entire body. I set my jaw and grit my teeth. It takes everything not to start kissing her long, lovely neck. My apprehension at the legality of what we’re doing completely evaporates knowing that she wants this just as much as I do, maybe even more. Confident, I wrap my arm further around her, allowing my fingers to go deeper between her legs…the train lurches to a stop.**

**My hand snaps back as people begin filing out of the car. I can barely fathom that all of this happened before a single stop. We stay close as a few people push passed. More people begin to come on. The woman in front stops, looks at me expectantly. I realize there’s an empty space behind me right up against the back wall. I feel emboldened and grab the girl by the waist, pulling her with me as I take a step back. As soon as the woman turns around, her back to us, and more people file in, I quickly put my hand back in that sweet, sweet place. With my palm still soft against her clit I now use my fingers to massage her wet hole, playing with the softness of her pussy lips through the fabric. Her breaths come ragged as she presses herself against me, barely able to stand.**

*Wow. I bite my lip to stifle the moans coming in from my mouth, excited by the public setting and the stranger’s fingers on my crotch.*

*The more he massages me in that soft spot, the more I relax, leaning on him and spreading my legs for him to get better access. I love what he’s doing to me over the fabric, but I’m starting to get impatient. I want more.*

*”Please, more.” Is all I can muster with a husky voice. I don’t even know if he heard me under the chattering of friends going home after a hard workday and the noises of the metro.*

*But then, I feel him push my panties aside and slowly, teasingly, caress my slit, without ever penetrating me.*

*I let out a very audible moan, annoyed, and regret it as soon as the sound leaves my mouth. The woman in front of me heard me, and is looking at me with worried wrinkles on her forehead.*

*”Are you okay, sweetie? You seem a little red.”*

*I smile awkwardly as the stranger carries on playing with my pussy, even though he knows without a doubt we’ve been interrupted.*

*”Yes, I’m fine, thank you. Just a little hot is all, with all these people in one car.”*

*The middle-aged woman smiles jovially and adds, “Careful not to get a heatstroke, darling. When you get home, you should lie down and have a nice glass of water with ice cubes. God knows I’ve seen a lot of dehydrated people in my twenty years as a nurse, and it’s so easily avoidable!”*

*”Oh, I’ll lay down alright”, I think as I nod politely and turn away from her.*

**The woman turns away with a smile on her face as my now soaked index and middle finger dancing back and forth along the edges of the stranger’s wet cunt. A small smile parts my lips as I catch the double entendre.**

**”7 stops now.”**

**She gives a small moaning laugh in response. I continue toying her pussy. My cock is pressed firmly against her leg. I reach my free hand around and grab her hand, pulling it behind us and resting it on my erection.**

**”Your turn.”**

**She quickly gets to work at stroking me through my jeans. I give a laughing sigh. She gives me a firm squeeze and I jump, realizing that my hand has fallen still against her warm pussy. I can practically feel the heat emanating from it. I press my fingers into her and she coughs in surprise, clearing not expecting me to penetrate her.**

**The nurse turns around again, “are you sure you’re okay dear?”**

**She looks at this strange little slut and reaches the back of her hand between the two people separating them, blessedly keeping my knuckle deep hand from view. I squeeze her g-spot just as the woman’s hand reaches her forehead, working the textured flesh of her pussy gently, but firmly. I feel her shudder against me.**

**”You’re shaking! Please dear, you need to get off the train, you’re getting heat stroke!”**

**”Thank you so much, but we’re almost home. I’ve got some water in my backpack I can give her as soon as we stop at the next station.”**

**The nurse looks at me almost as if for the first time, her kind eyes taking me in completely oblivious to the secret fingerfuck happening right before her eyes. My fingers work faster as she smiles, “oh good! I didn’t realize you were her boyfriend. Make sure she drinks lots of water…and get her salty foods!” I smile and wave with the hand I’ve just used to finger fuck the slut to near orgasm, my two fingers soaked and stuck together, as the doors open and the nurse leaves the metro. As the doors close she looks oddly at my waving hand as if realizing for the first time what was happening.**

**I look down at the girl, her eyes are heavy and her face red, “I actually do have water if you want some…”**

*”I don’t want water right now.”*

*I look at him in the eye for the first time since the moment he got on the train, and I almost lower my gaze, because his is so intense and so piercing. I’m sure he knows what I meant by not needing water. I need something else, something… A little bit more fulfilling, pun intended.*

*He smiles at me, as if he knew what I was thinking, and raises his hand to his lips, licking them clean from my juices.*

*I can feel my cheeks heat up, but I don’t lower my eyes. I don’t like to submit to people and give in, so even though shame and excitement are building into me, I continue to look at him.*

*I break eye contact though as I hear the automated voice say “Station Champ-de-Mars”. I take his hand and lead him out of the wagon, into the crowd leaving the station. I live about two minutes from here, *so we can be there quickly. To my surprise, he doesn’t resist and lets me guide him.*

**I can’t believe what’s happening. This gorgeous woman is leading me from the metro, her taste still fresh on my tongue, and I only met her moments ago. We walk silently out of the station and cross the street. It almost feels like words would kill the moment. Before I know it we’re in her apartment’s elevator going up, only a single person is standing in front of us. Staring straight ahead I reach behind her, under her skirt, and start playing with her ass. My hand goes from one side to the other, taking a moment to let one finger nestle itself between before continuing. The elevator stops. The person gets off. The doors close.**

**I turn in front of her, my going up to her throat, holding her face up so she stares into my eyes. My leg pressing between her legs. I immediately go for her neck, biting her hard. She groans as her grinds herself into my leg. “I’m going to enjoy fucking your pretty little cunt.” She smiles and goes in for the kiss. I stop her, waving a finger in front of her face, “ah ah ah, didn’t your parents tell you not to kiss strangers. What a bad slut you are.”**

*I smile at him. This is going to be nice. A firm hand around my throat and a knee between my legs to rub into is all I need.*

*I still want to make a statement though, a bratty statement. I take his hand between my hands and before he has time to react I force him to lower it and kiss his delicious lips.*

*His hand tightens around my neck and he groans into my mouth as we literally devour each other’s lips, hungry for the other. His free hand reaches my torso and cups my left breast, pressing it like he would a stress ball and playing with my nipple over the thin layer of my bra. The beep of the elevator makes us jump, and I take advantage of the fact that his grip loosens a little to get out of the elevator and make my way towards my apartment.*

**I follow her as she walks us forward. This girl is more than just some random slutty stranger…that move in the elevator was definitely bratty…I can’t help but smile widely in excitement. A string of vanilla girl after vanilla girl and now I might just have the most interesting brat I’ve ever met leading me straight to her apartment. She shakes her ass in a hypnotic way knowing full well that I’m drinking in her entire body. Slender, yet clearly athletic and strong. You can tell she takes care of herself.**

**We finally come to her door, she opens it, and we enter. I feel my entire body begin to shake, awaiting the moment when I strike. I see the minute changes in her gait that tell me she’s thinking the exact same. She continues walking forward to the kitchen, putting her purse on the table without looking back at me. I walk straight to her. She freezes. And I walk by. My fingers trail a line from her right elbow across her shoulders to the left.**

**”You’ve got a beautiful place. How long have you lived here?”**

**Her voice is strained, “3 months I think…it was honestly such a stea–.” With one hand I grab her around the waist, the other I push her over and press her face into the table. I quickly lift up her skirt, rip off her panties, and take my already rock hard cock from my pants. It takes seconds for her to be bent over and have my cock balls deep into her still wet pussy. I fuck her senseless, pounding her fresh pussy as hard as I can. I groan loudly, “I told you this would happen you filthy little slut. I want to hear you beg for my cock.”**

*I laugh between two moans.*

*”In your dreams. You were the one getting hard for me in the metro”*

*”Oh. You. Were. The. One. Getting. Wet. For. This. Slut.” He hammers. And between each word, he pounded into me as if to make his words more real.*

*I can feel every inch of his cock impale me. As he picks up the pace, I moan uncontrollably as if my body had a different will than my mind did. With every thrust, I grow closer to a long overdue – and well earned if you ask me – orgasm, as his thick shaft rubs against my g-spot.*

*I am close, very close, to giving in and telling him what he wants to hear. But I don’t, I’m too stubborn, and besides, I want this to last a little longer. He feels my cunt clench around his cock and slows down immediately, denying me the orgasm I wanted so badly. I pout and try to rock my hips into him, fucking myself, but he already foresaw that and put his hands on my hips – just as I fantasized – immobilizing me and stopping the thrusts altogether, completely inside me.*

**I feel her quivering around me, her hips pulling against my hands as she tries to fuck herself on my cock. I laugh at her attempts, “desperate bitch wants my cock so badly…and yet can’t do as she’s told.” I aggressively slap her ass and push her face into the table harder, showing her that I am in complete control of her. She is at my will completely.**

**”If you want it so bad then just ask me brat. Beg me to let you cum on my cock.”**

*I frown, frustrated. Some rebel part of me wants to resist, to not to say anything, but I know he’s not gonna give me anything if I don’t beg for it. It provokes a feeling of excitement and anger inside my chest.*

*We’re still for a moment. Our breathing quick, my head on the table, his hands on my hips. His cock quivers inside me from time to time.*

*Finally, he says in a short tone, “Fine, you want to be a brat, well be my fucking guest!”*

**Enraged I pull myself out of her. Brats like her need to be shown just how far they can push an alpha, and she has pushed me as far as I’ll let her. I grab her hair to swing her around and force her to the floor. As I take off my pants completely she tries to get up, that sweet bratty defiance painting her face in frustration. I leave her for now and remove my pants calmly. By the time they’re off she’s standing up straight, looking me dead in the eye. I meet her stare and walk toward her, calmly, but the intensity her resistance has sparked in me is conveyed through my icy eyes. Her hard face begins to crack as she becomes uncertain of herself, backing up a step with each forward step of mine.**

**Her knees buckle as she finds herself stuck between me and the wall. She seems to shrink before me, making herself as small as she can. There is no rush to my movement. My hand simply rises and finds its way around her neck. I squeeze hard. Her face begins to turn red.**

**”You’ll do as I say little girl, or I’ll make you regret rubbing that ass against my cock. Do you understand?”**

**My voice is low. Dangerous. She nods.**

**”Good girl. Now get on your knees,” she complies, “If your behaviour so far is any indication you better get used to begging for my forgiveness. Now you’ll pleasure Daddy until you earn his cum. If you do a good job, I’ll consider letting you cum.”**

*”You’re not my…”*

*I get interrupted by his exasperated groan and his cock in my mouth. He takes a handful of my hair and starts fucking my mouth at a fast pace. I gag and drool, and soon my saliva hits the floor and mascara smudges my cheeks as tears roll down my face.*

*Finally, he lets me breathe for more than a millisecond. “Are you going to be a good girl now, angel?”*

*I nod, unable to pronounce any word, shocked. Well well well. Looks like I’ve finally found someone capable of taming me. I suddenly feel his hand grasp my chin, forcing me to look at him.*

*”Say it for me.”*

*”Yes, I’ll be a good girl.”*

*He smiles at me, a cold but sincere smirk, as he points to his still hard dick.*

*”Now suck me.”*

*I obey swiftly, slowly sucking the tip of his cock while darting my tongue at his sensitive spot. He lets out a satisfied groan.*

*”See how much of a good bitch you can be when you’re well-disciplined.”*

*I don’t answer, I just stare at him as I lick his long shaft from tip to base, massaging his balls. This is even more exciting than I thought it would be. He rolls his eyes in pleasure.*

**I groan as she takes me deep into her throat, working my cock like any worthy baby girl would.**

**”Yeah just like that you fucking cock slut. You’re mmm-ugh-y fucking slut now.”**

**I look down at her mascara smudged face with satisfaction. I love taking girls to their edge, passed a point they’d ever crossed before, and watching as they do everything in their power to keep from losing themselves. From the moment I saw this girl I knew she was different. The instant spark as our eyes met and we both smiled. Perhaps we didn’t know it consciously, but she could sense a worthy predator and I a worthy prey.**

**I feel a renewed sense of confidence in her as she slurps on my dick, enjoying the process as much as I enjoy the pleasure.**

**”Your cunt and your mouth now belong to me. Keep this up and I’ll own every one of your fucking holes.”**

**She might just prove herself yet. Or I’ll break in her. Whichever comes first.**

**I grip her head and force her down onto my cock. At first I feel her giggle, then moan to send vibrations through my dick, bringing me even closer to cumming down her throat. Then I feel her begin to panic. She taps at my side. Then hits. She grabs my hips, her nails digging into my skin. I growl deeply with the pain and yank her free. She breaths deeply, coughing, fresh tears pouring from her eyes. I don’t give her time to recover. I push her on her back and start fucking her sweet, warm pussy.**
**”Your pussy feels so fucking good. I want to fuck you until you’re mine. Tell me to fuck you slut, tell Daddy to fuck you.”**
 

**She cries out at the intensity of the pleasure, still rattled from the forced deep throat. I smack her across the face staining my hand with mascara.**

**”Tell Daddy to fuck his slut!” I growl.**

**I feel her finally give in and she lets herself fall completely as my prey, “fuck your slut Daddy! Fuck your slut Daddy! FUCK ME DADDY FUCK!”**

**She pushes me away as her body is rocked by the convulsions of orgasm. Her face is contorted in screams yet no sound can escape her throat. I watch her. Another broken slut too weak to handle me. She finally stops shaking as the orgasm subsides. Her body is flushed red. I can feel the heat coming off of her. I crawl tentatively toward her like a wolf checking a recent kill. I gently kiss her ankles. She jerks at the sensation. I kiss again. She jerks again, but weaker. I begin to kiss my way up her body. I take my time as I explore her skin with my mouth, tending to her wounds. Broken or not, it’s my responsibility to pick up the pieces.**

**When I get to her face I see a small smile on it, one of satisfaction. She opens her eyes and I feel a shock run through my body. That look of strength was the last thing I expected…I thought I had broken her?**

**”So I guess that’s all you had then huh?” she asks.**

**I can’t help but smile deeply at her. I lean forward and kiss her lips, savouring their taste. Maybe she wasn’t just another broken slut after all.**

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