Princess Slut

Sometimes in mid-afternoons and lazy Saturdays, I just stare into the blankness of the day and imagine myself being fucked. I close my eyes and I see my ass up in the air, a huge juicy cock slamming me, my body shaking with every thump and the bed creaking with the waves of our movements. I am a big moaner and my ohhhs and ahhhs echo to the room. Fuck me! Fuck me deep and quick! That’s what I’d always wanted to say.

But then again, fantasies are always better when reality steps in and fate takes it course. And I remember one lazy Sunday when I was still with Lloyd. I was left at home to keep an eye on the man hired to fix and paint our roof. And this hunk has ended up not only screwing holes from the wooden planks of our house, but also, one wet and open hole ready for the taking.

It was a hot hot summer and I was grounded for sneaking out of the house a few weeks back to watch a rock concert with Lloyd. Now everybody was at the beach enjoying the sun and the waves, the sand and the cute boys in swimming trunks, except for me.

I wasn’t in a great mood, so soon as the hired guy came, I snobbishly lead him to the backyard so he can do his thing. Not bad looking, I thought. A pale dark skinned man, with a slightly long hair, and rusty looking. In my estimates, he was in his late 20’s or early 30’s. But without a word, I just went to my room.

I lay on bed slept for a while and woke up with an aching sensation. So I tried to satisfy myself with my fingers. I thought of the steamy night at the concert with Lloyd and made me yearn for his body, his legs, his arms all over me, and his cock sliding to my ass. But the pumps and banging on the roof made me lose my concentration. I tried to finger myself in rhythm with the hammer, but it was not working. I ended up sweaty and more longing, more hungry.

Then, the hammering halted. I tried to continue fingering myself but its not working. I need something bigger. So I stopped. Gosh! How I would like to go to the beach for my favorite hobby - boy hunting! Well, I have an idea. Hobbies can also be done at home, right?

So I fixed up a pitcher of lemonade with chunks of ice cubes, and added a special ingredient – half a bottle of vodka. I’m sure, step dad won’t mind if I borrow some from his wine cabinet.

I went to the garden wearing only a yellow laced tank top and yellow satin shorts, with no bra and no panties. I noticed that I didn’t need to rub my nipples for them to stick out. The thought of being alone with a sweaty sexy muscled man in the house was enough to make them poke visible.

I placed the pitcher and two glasses to the porch table and looked up the roof to search for him. He saw me and yelled hey princessa! Is that drink for me? The sun was beaming too bright and all I saw was the contours of his body, and his muscles, gleaming by the light, his face was so radiant that I almost didn’t see his gorgeous smile until he went down the ladder.

Princessa? I asked giggling. He said yes, princess in American. He was a heavy muscled Mexican with a pair of cute black eyes. I almost felt my pussy wet when he removed his shirt right in front of me. Ohh! Great abs, I said. Do you work out? He said he used to do a lot of heavy lifting in Meh-hi-co. And he just grinned and said how silly I am for a 14 year old. I replied that I’m 18 and old enough to know things, although that’s actually 2 years older than my actual age. He asked what kind of stuff I know. But I just leaned forward making sure my ass raised high enough for him to notice, and handed him the glass and asked if he really wants to know.

He said I was perfect. I said he was too. But he corrected that he meant I was in perfect timing as he was done with his task. Yeah right. I asked pardon for my unfriendly greeting earlier and this drink is kind of a peace offering and reward for a job well done.

But soon as I said the word “job” my eyes fell down to his pants and imagined how huge he must be. I would love to inspect it with my hand or better, my mouth, and do some “jobs”. I knew he saw my glance while he was drinking, coz his eyes rolled to the corner of the glass and he smiled.

I asked if he would like to take a shower and added “with me” softly as he placed the glass to the table. He laughed and asked if I really didn’t mind. So to cut the story short, we went into the house and soon as he stepped out of the shower, I handed him a towel and he grabbed my ass. I held his hand to squeeze my ass harder, and looked him in the eyes. He asked if I was sure of what I was asking. And I whispered that I am sure he is asking for the same thing. But I was so nervous and cold, am I really gonna go for it? Maybe sensing it, he whispered back that he promise he’ll be gentle.

In the bath, with the water still dripping to the tub, he kissed my neck and my shoulders wildly and I moaned and let it echo to the bathroom and in his head. I grabbed his huge cock and saw how he was nicely cut with a shaft so long and head so huge like a serpent ready to bite! He was even bigger than Lloyd!

He kissed my lips and I let him taste my tongue as well. The vodka still lingers in our mouths as he carried my ass and I wrapped my legs to his hips. I was rubbing my pussy to his belly, trying to slide down to feel his cock and his stares became serious… longing… He carried me to my room and I kicked the door lock behind us. He threw me softly to my bed and opened my legs wide so he could take me. I wanted him to kiss my pussy first but we were both fired up that I let him slam me right then and there. He took me first in one long slow stroke then confessed that he saw me fingering myself. I blushed and stopped. He said he finds it sexy and revealing. And I was beautiful like an ángel hermoso. He kissed my left nipple and rubbed the other with his fingers. Then took me slow again. But I was so wet and he was so huge that I can’t help but move my hips faster than his pace.

Whoa! Slow down princess! But I kissed his lips again to make him stop talking. And that was the signal that I mean business. So he rammed his cock in me faster, rubbing his head to my pussy walls. Oh I felt his tool grabbing me from the inside as our juices flicker and slide. It all went so slippery and he was taking me faster and faster until I moaned…. and moaned…. and our bodies collide with every second. His hands were squeezing my boobs and I hear him finally moan. His head tilted back, I knew he was about to cum and I was about to explode too! He suddenly slipped out his huge tool, threading a slight pain to my pussy and came! He came shooting his semen on my belly and my boobs! I almost tasted his cum and it smelled so fine! I giggled and rubbed his cum all over my nipples and skin.

“Oh you taste so fine princess,” he said and fell beside me on my bed. Did you cum? He asked, aww what a gentleman I thought. I touched my aching pussy and felt my juices all over. “Yes I did”. And it was the last three words I remember saying.

When I woke up, the sun was down. I was alone in my room and naked under the blanket. I knew he left the house already. Maybe left my life for good too. But as I stretched and rolled to my side, I saw three small white daises beside me. It was the daisies from our backyard. What a sweet stranger! And I knew I’d see him again. Maybe even sooner than I think.

Crash course and a one night stand

Months after I left Eddy, I needed to build my life back again. I took up short courses in various subjects to keep my mind away from him and from the house where I left in the first place. Funny though that at every class, there will always be a certain guy that I will feel attracted to. But the attraction stops there, for I lose interest right away once their attention shifts to me. I guess I also forgot how to trust men. And Neil was not any different. Except that he pursued me.

Neil was a divorced businessman taking up crash courses too. He was from a different class when I met him. And through having the same professor, he grabbed the chance to get close to me. Until the closeness he showed displayed more than what I intend to see.

We became classmates the next semester and his noisy exaggerated antics always make everybody laugh. He’s a comedian almost all the time that nobody seems to take him seriously.

The weekend before the finals he invited the whole class to go drinking in his friend’s club. We always go to different clubs every weekend, but he made that night a night that I will never forget.

After the party he offered to take me and a few friends home. I was at the back seat and fell asleep in between dropping off one person after the next. I woke up being asked to transfer in front and I didn’t notice if we were the only ones left in the car. He asked whether he can drop me off or take me home… to his house. I laughed and teased him that he can take me anywhere he wants. And added that he can do anything he wants at the same time.

He took me seriously and said he’ll take me to bed. Half drowsy, I was exaggerating my dizziness and teased that only if he is good ON it. He then pulled the car over and leaned to me asking if I was sure of what I’m saying, then kissed me. I kissed back and pushed my tongue in between his lips. That’s a yes, he whispered. And drove again.

I got fully awake as he was leading me to a dim stairway. I was not aware of where we are but I knew what kind of place it was. Soon as we entered a cozy semi-lighted room, I went straight to the bed and laid my head on the pillow. He jumped to me and started kissing my lips. It’s been a long time since I kissed with passion so I let it all out. He was wild, almost tearing my clothes off sucking my lips, my neck and my skin. He squeezed my boobs and rubbed my nipples. He licked his fingers and pushed them in my pussy rubbing me deep. He begged to fuck me and I opened my legs real wide in reply.

He took me in fast and fucked me deep. I felt his balls ramming to my ass as his cock slides deep rubbing my clits. He was on top of me and he pulled my feet to his neck, my legs to his torso. Jabbing in his huge hot cock slamming me in a fast continuous motion, he asked me if I was doing this often. I can’t get the words right out of my mouth as my reply was just moans and moans of pleasure. He was talking a lot and I was just moaning in reply. I was getting dizzy as the bed shakes to the thumping. He told me how sweet, soft and tight I was. He said I was such a sexy slut and I was his bitch. He said I move like waves and my pussy sucks his cock so fine. He wants me to talk dirty but all I hear was my thighs colliding wet to his as I was almost cumin. He slowed down as I almost screamed in ecstasy. He knew I’d beg for more this way and I pulled his ass to me. But instead of letting his cock push deeper to my cunt, he shoved his finger in my mouth. I sucked it like a dick. Licked it and moaned as I arch my hips to push him in me deep again. Then he asked if I would like a dick in my mouth while he fucks me.

I moaned loud as I weakly said yes. He wanted me to shout it and beg for it. I said please fuck my mouth and fuck me. He replied that this was my lucky day. I didn’t know what he meant until I felt somebody joined on the bed. My eyesight was blurred by the alcohol, limbo and dim lights. Neil pulled me up to kneel then I felt a cock pushing through my lips as I tried to open my eyes. But his skin was so smooth and dark that I can’t see anything but anticipating myself being slammed by two guys. I sucked it deep in my throat and I let it slide in my mouth as somebody’s hands were pulling my ass up. I felt two more hands squeezing my nipples and boobs as I grasped for air. Then my wildest dream came true as I felt a bigger cock slam me from behind. My pussy was so wet in an instant that in a few seconds I came. I was sucking a cock in my mouth while another was fucking me, and I came and came and came. I felt my legs dripping with my cum while he shoots his inside me. His hot juices lining inside my pussy as spurts of the other guy’s cum spread to my face.

And I fell to the bed. All wasted and shaky.

I regained consciousness hours later as I saw Neil all dressed in his corporate goody good guy attire sitting by the bed watching me. I pulled him so he could lie beside me but he insisted that I get up and get dressed. Immediately. There was no persuading him so I stood up coldly, wrapped the blanket to my body and went straight to the shower. I realized everything that just happened and I felt betrayed. I immediately fixed myself and went out only to find the room empty and he was waiting by the door. I took my things and went out. He held my arm to assist me in going down the dim stairway but I pulled my arm away from him and never spoke a word. He asked why and promised to meet again and have a longer time next weekend, thinking that I went cold because I wanted to stay. But in reality, I was stiff because I never wanted this to happen, and would never dream of happening again.

In the car, we didn’t spoke. I sensed his confusion but I was all dull inside. He dropped me far from where I live and apologized coz he needs to go home soon. This made me pissed. I went down the car, slammed the door and never looked back. The next week came and we never spoke not even a single word. Nobody noticed it but after the finals, I never went back to that school.

Any regrets? Actually, just the thought of not knowing who that other guy was.

Step-Daddy’s Little Girl (Part I)

Meeting Eddy

Growing up catching my step dad masturbate almost everyday made me long to run away. I found it so gross that I barely even talk to him, or look at him. When I reached college, a new world opened its doors, but I was reluctant to step out. I grew up thinking that even being a freshman college was still too young to support oneself. And maybe I was just scared. Scared, not by him, but by being alone.

College was a new way of reinventing oneself. And since I broke up with Lloyd, I was always thought of the shy girl in class, yes, I look at the boys (a lot) but when they look my way, I turn back. And blank. I pretend to not notice them; I pretend to not envy the girls surrounding them, and most of all I pretended that I was still a virgin.

No, I am not a loner. I have friends of course, but they have boyfriends and they go out and party a lot. While my parents stay strict and almost never let me out. Yes, I was living with my parents even during college. The only time that I go to any party at all is when I collaborate with my friends that we will have a sleep over, slash study group slash drinking party. Thankfully I have a friend with a very cool aunt who always backs us up and calls my mom for permission. Actually, my mom is not the problem. She even wanted me to dress up and meet boys. It was my step dad who always protests, and of course, always has the last say.

My random sneaking was going along fine. My friends set me up with their boyfriends’ pals every new party, until I find someone who I feel attracted to, and vise versa. And through these parties that I met Eddy. Eddy was a quiet one and not boastful like most of the guys I meet. That evening was a random rendezvous and we partied all night. He was not a big drinker but what he had under his sleeve blew me away. Or should I say under his pants?

In the middle of the party Eddy and I disappeared from the crowd and he bought me to his friend’s van. When he opened the van’s back door, I saw another couple making out and didn’t even give a hint if they noticed us go in. It was too dark for me to see who they were and Eddy told me to just go to the rear seat as he pushed my ass. I giggled and agreed. Soon as we sat down, he grabbed my neck and kissed my lips, licked them and sucked my tongue. He was fast then I realized he was not quiet and shy after all. I felt his tongue roam in my mouth and teeth. He licked my teeth and wet my lips in circular and slow way. This was so new to me, but I followed him as if I knew how to kiss this way.

He then pulled me closer and I felt his chest pressing my boobs. My nipples were so erect that I long for him to touch me there and remove my bra. I grabbed his hand and guided it to my huge boobs. As he was kissing me, fondling with my nipples, I heard him moan as he squeezed me and squeezed me some more. Finally, he managed to remove my bra and he complimented on how huge and smooth they both were, as I glided my legs to his, hinting that I would like to sit on his lap. In synchronized motion, he then pulled my legs and carried me to his lap. He was all fired up as me. I opened my legs as he was in between them and I glided towards his cock. We were still wearing our pants then but as I rubbed my pussy to his hardness, it was so stiff that it sticks out of his pants. He was kissing my neck as I moved my hands towards his trousers intending to unzip him and relieve his pleasure tool out in the open. He took a deep breath and tucked his stomach in as he grabbed my hand to hold him. With less effort, I inserted my hand in his trousers and held his huge hard cock. It was thin, but v e r y long. It was so long that when I rubbed him it pulled his skin down and he grumbled with pain. He whispered to take it gentler or else he will bite. We both giggled and looked into each others eyes.

In the dark, his eyes glowed like the moonlight hypnotizing me to rub him some more. He unzipped my pants but didn’t pull it off. We were staring at each other seriously as I was giving him a handjob, rubbing my palm in circular motion pulling and pushing his skin and gradually increasing the pace. A few jabs more and he tilted his head back and let me feel my own back fingers rubbing my pussy as I was rubbing him. I was feeling so moist that I almost begged him to take me and fuck me then and there. But he told me to go faster and I felt small amounts of cum oozing to my fingers. He held the back of my neck and pushed my head downwards. I knew what he wanted but I didn’t want that. Well, not yet. So I stopped my hand and his puzzled stare made me terrified. He looked straight into my eyes without emotion and it felt like the longest second of my life. I was speechless and didn’t know what to do. I had the urge to pleasure him but I didn’t feel like having my lips rammed by his extensive cock.

Well, we have to let this out, he said. And I just sat there. The fire in me was suddenly slammed by a big ball of ice as he shoved me to his side and masturbated himself. I said I was sorry but he realizing that I was sincere, started kissing my again, rubbing himself and he held my hand and whispered that I have to make up for it then. So I moved my hand to his cock. He let me finish his duty then he squirted with all might to my shirt and pants. I was wet all over and he was panting, smiling, and sealed his satisfaction with a short kiss.

After I realized how wet I was, I told him that I will definitely smell weird. He said he didn’t seem to find anything wrong with that, as he even asked me to go back in the party with him and grab some beer. I refused. Then he pulled out a bag under the seat. In it were a small black pouch and a box full of white paper cut in small sizes. He opened the pouch and put out some ash-like substance and placed it on one paper. He rolled the paper and said he wanted us to take that instead. I haven’t saw hash before that night and I was intrigued while I watched him make one like that of a cigarette.

As I was observing him, one of my girl friends knocked on the van’s window and whispered my dad was looking for me. I was jilted off my seat and immediately went out the van. My friend said she diverted him so I can have a chance to run home. I gave no second doubts and instantly ran indeed. At the corner of the street, I saw a cab and went home.

I was so tired, intoxicated and still shocked at Eddy and the whole night that I just removed my shirt and pants and dove into my bed. I hugged one pillow and fell asleep soon as my head touched the sheets.

Trick or Treat

Victim: A nosey horny neighbor.

She was alone in the house. It was a Holloween night. The kids were noisy on the streets and she was having a slight fever and headache. She was not scared of the dark or of being alone. But she was scared of the neighbor who keeps on peeping on their windows. He was twice her age, medium built, quite handsome except for his unshaved mustache, and she was observing him for the whole sem. The more she stayed home the more the man stayed indoors. She went to the kitchen to grab something to drink and he was there on the opposite side of the house, in his own kitchen too, pretending not to look. But she knew so she closed the lights pretended to leave but hid by the kitchen door. She slowly looked to the man’s house and he was gone. So she went upstairs to take a bath. She took a dip into her tub and felt better as she rubbed herself under the bubbles. She was thinking of the man who was looking at her. She imagined him looking this very minute. Her fingers now sliding faster in her pussy as her moans echo in the bathroom. She closed her eyes as she moaned loudly, rubbing her nipples and pussy, forgetting that the windows were open. She heard a branch of a tree cracking outside. She abruptly stood up and leaned over the window. She just saw the tree connecting her house to the neighbor’s. And nobody was there. Or that’s what she thought. Her pussy was still aching and she wanted to continue. But she thought of that neighbor again. Wishing that he leave her alone but wanting his body on top of her, his tongue inside of her. Suddenly she heard the doorbell downstairs. She grabbed her towels and robe. Wiping her dripping hair she opened the door. And there he was.

“Trick or treat!” His kids yelled as their eyes met. She didn’t notice that two kids were standing in between them. She grabbed some candies on the table next to the door and looked at him as she placed some on their baskets. She saw dirt on his trousers’ knees and refrained from asking where he got it. He smiled as the kids ran away. He stood there and she looked at him with wondering eyes. He asked if he can borrow something to remove the dirt from his pants. She saw how he tried to canvass her body beneath her thin robe and felt her nipples erecting through the satin cloth. But she was hypnotized by his hot stares and soft low voice, so she let him in. She mentioned that she just saw him before she went to take a bath but she knew to herself that this man has a naughty intention. They seemed to have locked themselves out of the house he said.

And at the sound of the door closing, he grabbed her wrists and pulled her close to him. The towel she was holding fell to the floor. She felt his cock hardly piercing to her bathrobe wanting to ram her from behind. She faintly tried to get away from his hands but she was too weak. She stood there leaning to the man as he grabbed her breasts squeezing them softly. She felt weaker as he removed her bathrobe and kissed her neck and back. She stood there naked and the man touching her all over, sliding his hands to her nipples, her hips and legs. She arched her hips towards him and rubbed her ass to his now fully erect dick. She whispered to go upstairs but he was so hungry for her he wanted to take her right on the stairs. So she sat on the steps and opened her legs. She pushed his head between her legs. He looked at her serious eyes as he slowly let out his tongue and licked her soft cunt. She moaned as she held tightly on the wooden steps. He wanted to take her now but she told him not to stop. The man continued to lick her and suck her pussy as her hot juices was building up inside. He opened his zippers letting out his pink cock as he begged for her to let him fuck her. She shoved his head to her pussy again, he liked her fast and without saying a word she came into his mouth. He was stunned as her cum squirted to his lips, mustache and chin. She looked at the clock and it was 10:00 pm. He crawled on top of her and she left her legs open wide, still looking at the clock. As he let his cock gradually enter her very tight wet pussy, only halfway in, the doorbell rang. And he was alarmed as she pushed him away. Let’s ignore them please, as he whispered begging to continue. That’s my parents and they have come to visit me. She pointed at the kitchen door and the man looked at her with puppy eyes as she whispered in a commanding tone “go”. So he ran to the back door while pulling his trousers back on and left. She stood up wore her robe and opened the door for her parents. Sorry I’m dripping, let me just go upstairs to change she said as they all went in.

She went back to the bathroom to have a quick shower knowing that the man was there in his room looking at her through their windows. She smiled as she soaped her satisfied pussy. The next day Uhaul came to pick up her stuff as she moves back to her parents for the fall break.

You dirty plaything

Victim: Rusty part 2

And so I thought I will not see him anymore. I never returned to his shop and even took a detour home to avoid passing by there. One weekend as I was reading a naughty magazine and touching myself on my bed, he surprisingly showed at my doorstep and knocked. I was wearing a transparent night gown to suit my fantasies and was the only one in the house. I suspected that he waited for me to be alone. I opened the door but didn’t let him in. We were both standing by the door and I still felt the aching sensation to my thighs as he claimed he was sitting by my window waiting for hours just to catch a glimpse of me.

He looked through my dress and wasn’t able to take his eyes off my nipples. I was fired up and I knew my nipples gave a signal that I was, so I let him in. Without a word I led him to my room where he seemed to be familiar of and he closed the door as we both entered. He hurriedly unzipped his trousers, lowered it to his knees and stood straight, showing me his red briefs. I laughed at the thought that he was expecting me to blowjob him right then and there. And that he was wearing a red small one. I sat on my bed giggled and looked at his serious begging face. His cock was so hard and full it almost ripped his red briefs. I crossed my legs and wore the bathrobe next to me and stood up. I said I’m sorry but I was not in the mood. I was so surprised as his eyes widely opened with confusion that his jaw almost dropped. I went for my closet and then in the bathroom. I silently giggled as I changed clothes and when I walked out he was still there, waiting. I even laughed more. He was so serious I suddenly felt a little scared that he might rape me or something. Then the doorbell rang. It was a guy I met in a party a few days back. He was with his friends and was asking if I wanted to join them and go to his cousin’s club.

I let them in. Rusty hurriedly zipped his trousers back, went out of my room and sat down the couch before they could see him standing. I introduced them to each other and said they were all my friends. They asked if they came in a bad timing but I said that Rusty was about to leave anyway, right Rusty? As he scanned 4 guys and two girls, he found how he was outnumbered and agreed. He left and I never saw him since.

What if I played with them?

Victim: Rusty

I always pass by a thrift store after that break up with Kevin. I felt that I need to do something productive with my time to let the day pass until I grew older. My sexy and cute clothes that Kevin gave were left in the closet to gather dust. I avoided make up and flashy jewelry. Friends noticed but I turned to be aloof. Sometimes they invite me to parties to help me forget, but most of the times it made it even harder. This was a turning point in my life I thought, and I need to be serious with myself. Playing around and having fun was not on my focus anymore as I drove my attention to books, learning and the music that Kevin introduced to me. I suddenly felt attracted to the un-normal. I felt dark clouds hovering over me and anyone with dark clouds over them are the only ones who will understand the level of loneliness that I felt. And the thrift store clerk was one of those.

I noticed how he hardly said a word to anyone. I never opened up a conversation with him and he never did as well. But we see each other almost everyday as I scan for anything that I would like to buy or just like to look at. I always notice him staring at me as I browse the shelves and even looking at me through a mirror as I look over the other way. Those instances were a hint that he was attracted to me. One day he was listening to a song of that band from the concert that Kevin and I watched. This gave me the reason to speak to him. I told him that I saw them live once. He smiled and asked if I liked coffee too. That was fast, I thought, and sounded a bit silly for a reply. But I said yes and he formally asked me out. We have set a date to meet that weekend when he doesn’t have work and I do not have class.

We met that weekend and he brought me to a park. I noticed how couples cuddled under trees as we walked past them. He found a nice shady spot near the small lake and we sat on the grass. I asked him where the coffee is he said we will take that later. He wanted to talk to me the first day I stepped in their store he said. And he was glad that we had lots in common. I raised an eyebrow to that. Then there was a cold silence between us as we both stared at the ripples of the lake and at the kids playing on the other side.

A naughty thought struck me as I told him how cute my new bra was. I said it was red with pink daisies and asked if he wanted to see it. Without a reply I showed him and let him peek inside my blouse. He said that’s what he liked about me. I was straight-forward. He then hugged me and I let him do that. The wind was blowing and I felt shivers as he lightly dipped his lips on my ear and neck. I longed for him to kiss my neck but I played with his teases and I teased back. I brushed my fingers to his inner thighs and I saw how it made his cock raise as his trousers grew. I rubbed my palm to his leg in a way like giving him a hand job and his trousers grew a huge bulk. He closed his eyes as he let his lip slide to my ears. I leaned my neck to him inviting him to kiss me there and raised my boobs to press to his arm. He lost the battle of the teases as he was the first one to give in and kissed my neck. He whispered how he wanted me the day he first saw me. Then kissed my lips. He placed his hands on my back as he pressed his body to mine making him feel my breast as I felt him rubbing his torso with my boobs. I felt a bit awkward but I pressed my hand to his cock which was beating like a time bomb ready to explode and wanting to get out. I rubbed it and he moaned. A kid giggled at the far end of the lake and brought us back to reality. I giggled too and in serious dreamy eyes he asked if I wanted to go with him to a private place. That line was so familiar that I refused. I told him to bring me home instead.

I will not come with you but let me just cum

Victim: Stranger2

She took the longer way home, the subway. This time she was alone. And it was raining. Wilbert didn’t offer to bring her home anymore. The train was almost empty and she sat on a seat far at the back with nobody near her. She was looking outside the window during the trip. As the train reached the next station, she saw a slender handsome man outside. Their eyes met and she felt a small electric wave pass through them. He stared at her and she got uncomfortable that she looked away. When she looked back, he evaporated with the crowd. Suddenly, as the train started moving again, a man sat right next to her. She was annoyed at first and attempted to tell him that there are a lot of vacant seats. But as she looked at him, he was the boy outside who was staring at her a moment ago. So she just smiled.

It was another long trip home and the silence and passing lights made her a bit sleepy. She closed her eyes but fully aware of the cute guy beside her. Suddenly she felt him moving. She continued to close her eyes and pretended to sleep. The man took a deep breath and she took a deep breath as well. She gradually felt a cold sensation on her right breast. It was his hand crawling over her. She didn’t move not one bit and let his hand crawl over to her other boob as well. She felt the electric waves once again and crossed her legs so he can move closer. And as she crossed her legs, she felt her pussy tightening and tightening until it moved in a repetitive pace. She opened and closed her pussy as the man moved his hand freely to her boobs. Her heartbeat grew faster and his hands moved faster as well almost rubbing her. Then he found the courage to insert his finger in between the buttons of her blouse. He slowly managed to open one button. And then another. Now his hand was inside. Flesh to flesh she felt his fingers cold but the touch was hot and electrifying. He was circling her bra and it made her pussy wet. She was moving her hips in a forward and backward manner as if somebody was fucking her slowly, invisibly. She held her legs tighter as his finger reached in her bra for her nipple. She let him violate her space and she loved it. Her head was spinning and she felt her neck bend towards him. She felt the electric bolts going in under her skin. And as the boy rubbed her nipple, she came. And she came silently. No moans no other movements. Then she abruptly stopped moving her hips. And the boy removed his hand. She was breathing deep catching her breath. She knew that he saw her cumin in such a weird way. Then as she opened her eyes, she blushed. There was another man across their seat looking at them.

The boy introduced himself and asked for her name. She invented a name and forgot it soon as she forgot his. She closed the buttons of her blouse and the handsome boy looked, trying to peek inside, and bit his lips. He then asked if she wants to watch a movie with him. She didn’t reply. And he said “I promise I’ll be gentle” She replied whispering “No what just happened, we leave it here.” He asked where she lived and she invented a place hours from where she actually did. Then as he was trying to build a conversation she looked at his trousers. He was having a huge erection. She grinned, as she saw the next station coming and stood up. “I’ll be going down now. Bye.”

The train stopped and she left hoping that the man didn’t follow her. She didn’t dare look back. But she knew he was having such a big boner that it will be seen as he walks. And her intuition was right. Nobody followed her.

The Yearning

Victim: Stranger1

She rode the bus. A long trip to school that she takes everyday. She was wearing a platted skirt, books to her chest. The bus was full and she walked up to the back to find a seat. There he was. A handsome stranger, twice older than her, wearing a neat tie and shirt. She stood beside him as he looked at her from her shoes to her legs then skirt, to her books then face. He must have wondered how big those mountains were, hiding behind those books. They both smiled, and he offered the seat beside him. She sat next to him and placed her books to her lap. They were both silent. The bus radio was the only sound they can hear.

Suddenly, she felt his knees rubbing to hers every time the bus shifted gears. She moved closer to him as she felt his breath grew deeper. She sat straight up as she felt his elbow now moving in under her arm trying to touch the side of her boobs. She hugged her books as she let the stranger press her sides letting him feel her big breasts. He couldn’t take it anymore just feeling her with his elbow and arm. Now his hand moved in and reached for her left breast. She let him feel her now stiffened nipples and she felt a tingle as he was able to rub his finger to her nipple even with clothes on. He was breathing deep almost moaning to her ears. She was following the breathing of the man and she felt her heartbeat going faster. He was feeling both her breasts now, lightly, hands trembling. Then the bus stopped. They both stopped. He dropped his hand to her lap as people from the other seats stood. He looked at his watch and she looked at his face. He was sweating to the neck and he smiled. She grabbed his hand and placed it on his lap. She stood up with a blank face and went out the bus. This was her stop and on the pavement Lloyd was there waiting. She kissed him on the lips and looked back in the bus. She knew the stranger saw that and as their eyes met, she smiled.

“Who was that?” Lloyd asked. “I don’t know we just had similar interests.”