From tommy@tommys.spydernet.IH8SPAM.com Sat May 10 07:00:03 1997
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Subject: Guy bangs a hooker on the subway
From: tommy@tommys.spydernet.IH8SPAM.com
Date: 10 May 1997 07:00:03 -0400
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Here it is again! Another cold, dark, uneventful night and I'm on the
subway headed across town at two a.m. No one but me in the car and another
long boring ride ahead of me. It took a few minutes to register that
someone got in at the next stop... no, not a some one, but a SOME BODY!
She was tall and sultry, with long brown hair and bold green eyes - and
much more. Long, shapely legs, barely concealed in the short black leather
mini-skirt, competed for my attention with her rounded hips and firm,
upthrust breasts. It was several seconds before I realized she continued
to stand just across from me, despite the empty seats. Almost
hypnotically, her body seemed to sway in rhythm to the motion of the
train. It was all I could do to tear my eyes away from how her skirt was
riding up her tanned thighs to see her face again. This time, she was
smiling broadly and when she saw my embarassment, she seemed to enjoy it
even more. The reddest tongue I'd ever seen flicked out playfully over her
lips, and her eyes sparkled. Turning about, she bent over as if to pick
something she'd dropped, but from the waist. My eyes were treated to the
sight of an almost hairless pussy! - No panties! Without inhibitions, my
cock grew and strained against my jeans as I watched her shifting her
weight between each foot, giving me a front row seat to watch how her
pussy lips glistened and rubbed against each other. Then I saw she was
still gazing at me from betwee her legs, laughing softly. Throwing her
head back, she parted her magnificent pussy lips with her white gloved
fingers and massaged them in slow circles. Quickly looking around, I
determined we would not be disturbed, since I knew the train would stop
between stations for a few minutes, like it always did. I rubbed my crotch
while g into her eyes, asking permission. She turned around and came to
stand d directly over me, lifting her skirt and nodding her head towards
my crotch. Quickly, I unzipped myself and my hardened cock sprang out.
It's head was purple and throbbing. I pulled her pussy to my face and
began to lick her already wet lips. It was hot, salty-sweet and seemed to
have been worked up for a while. "Stick your tongue in it, you bastard!"
she shouted as she thrust herself against me. My hands roamed freely over
her ass, caressing and pulling her to me - even though she seemed to have
no desire to pull away. Reaching up to feel her breats, I was surprised to
find them bare and her hands and tongue playing with them. The nipples
were hard and erect. She sucked on my finger, then holding my hand bobbed
her head up and down as if it were a cock and not my thumb. Suddenly, she
stiffened and a low animal growl came from her, just as her pussy lips
spasmed, her hot, hard clit rubbing between my lips. It was as if a dam
burst as hot liquid gushed into my mouth and down my face as she held my
head prisoner and ground against me. With a soft whimpering moan, she
relaesed me and sat before me, between my legs. Holding my neglect ed but
rock-hard penis in her hands, she pointed it at her mouth and said in her
lilting, laughing way, "So where do you want to shoot it, sport? I mean,
first!". Unable to answer, I pushed towrds her mouth as she licked the
shaft and sucked my hairy balls. Bobbing her head up and down in steady
rhythm, her hot mouth seemed to be sucking me in further and further.
Sudenly stopping just as I felt that familiar throbbing, pulsing warning,
she released me and said, "Come on my face Come on my face, don't hold
back!" as her hands continued to pump. SHe sucked me harder and harder
until I felt paralyzed and I too suddenly went rigid. I could not feel it,
but I clearly saw her remove her mouth from my cock just as the first
thick, white globs splattered on her cheeks. She then held just the tip of
my cock close to her lips as I pulsed my juice over them. Without a pause,
she mounted me, her legs straddled about me, and with one unbelievably
smooth stroke engulfed my length within her. Still hard, she kept me even
harder by milking the last spurts from my raging cock with her pussy
muscles. Drained, she kept it erect until I felt the urge to stroke her
harder. Then she dismounted and, kneeling on all fours, wriggled the most
gorgeous, curvy ass I'd ever seen at me. Plunging into her and holding her
hips, I bucked and rode her for all I was worth. Her hands were rubbing my
come into her clit and I came to realize she had stiffened and was
enjoying yet another wild orgasm. Becoming much more vocal, she muttered,
"Oh, your come tasted so good! You feel so hard and long! Fill me up -
make me gush! Fuck my ass, you bastard! Come NOW and I'll let you do it
again!" And as she said that last, her hands reached behind us to pull my
ass towards her, driving me deep, as her pussy pulsed three times very
hard. Feeling suddenly loosened by the gushing juice, I cam aga with three
hard spurts of my own. Pulling free with a soft squishy sound, we both
felt the train lurch into action again. 
  Rustling busily to dress ourselves, I did not notice she had placed a
card in my hand just oor. It said "Happy Birthday from all the guys and
girls at work!" end