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She knew it; all her close friends knew it. It did not occur to her just how serious it was until one day on the subway home. Richard had just left her a couple of days before. It seems he could not handle Julie's promiscuous behaviors. He liked them just fine though when he was on the opposite end of them. Julie had been cursed with a dry spell ever since. Now here she was on the subway on her way home from work as a legal assistant in town. In her state of sexual frustration, she found herself scrutinizing every man who entered the train with her. "Too many beers." She thought to herself looking at the protruding belly of one man who had just entered. "Gosh, can he be any dorkier looking?" She commented to herself on another. This went on through the ride home. She lived near stop number three near the end of the route so she had lots of time to scrutinize. About halfway through the ride, more people were leaving than getting on. At stop 10 her car actually emptied and she found herself alone in the car. Never one to pass up an opportunity to be a little wild, and get her kicks off, she slid her hand up under her skirt, slipped a finger around her tight thong panties and started masturbating herself. Stop nine and eight came and went with no one entering the subway car, and she was still no closer to her orgasm. She decided she needed to feel a little naughtier to get off and took her thong off and continued with her self-pleasuring. Stop seven came and went and she still had not. At stop number six she spotted some guy standing waiting for the doors to open so she stopped her business and feigned reading a pamphlet that someone had stuck into the window near her seat. Once the train started moving again, she peeked over the paper to look at the guy. It was a large, well-muscled black man. She felt her blood boil at the thought of how big his dick must be. Before she realized what she was doing, she found herself standing in front of him. He looked up at her in the face and gave her a polite smile. She smile back, but it was one of mischief. She then looked down at her skirt and his eyes followed hers. Lifting the skirt up, Julie showed him what she wanted. The smell of her juices quickly permeated the air thickly from her tortured pussy. The man did not need a second opportunity. Leaning forward, he took a deep breath smelling her sex. He then planted a warm and gentle kiss on her mound of fur. The feeling of his lips so close to her pussy sent shivers and shockwaves through her body. She wanted his cock badly. She did not even want to think of consequences involved. She needed his cock. Julie pulled up on the man and he very quickly stood up to meet her lips to his own. She reached down while kissing him and started fumbling with his belt. He broke the kiss momentarily to look down at what she was doing, then went back to kissing her while his hands assisted hers in their task. His pants fell to the floor of the train in short order. Julie looked down at the man before her; his dark black skin covered huge muscular thighs. She looked slightly higher and saw he had an enormous lump in his boxers. She looked up at the stranger and smiled, he met her eyes and smiled back. The man then pulled down his shorts; at this his member was free to stand to full length. It was at least eleven inches, black, slick, and had a very thick girth. At the base he had a thick mat of curly black hair. Julie could already imagine this invading her body. The whole of it would completely fill her. She turned her back on him, but before he could get confused as to what was going on, she grabbed one of the seats nearby and bent over at the waist as far as she could. Again he did not miss a cue. He lifted the back of her skirt up slightly, guided his dick between her legs up against her wet waiting pussy, and then with hardly any effort, entered her love canal. Julie felt like she was going to be ripped apart. She had never fucked a man this size before, and it had been two days since she had been fucked properly anyway (which seemed like years to her). It felt great. He started riding her from behind vigorously. She could hear the sound of her ass cheeks slapping against his strong hips. Quickly she reached a peak. The fact that she finally had a dick in her again, the fact that the dick belonged to a total stranger that had not even said a word to her, and on top of being in a totally public place sent her into a huge orgasm. The stranger though did not break stride. He kept pumping her at an even pace, this extended her orgasm for a very long time and led into immediately building up into another one. Richard always came as soon as she did. She liked that at first, but always felt like she did not get her fill. This man here, this stranger, was fucking her like a stallion and she quickly topped a second orgasm, this one lasting longer than the first. Still, the black man kept pace and fucked her with constant, even, hard strokes. Julie was near exhausted. Two such fierce orgasms like she had never had before in a row had worn her out. The man behind her still kept fucking her though, but now he started making grunting noises. She could feel him tensing up as he fucked her. He was fixing to cum. His grunts became louder. Her own body started working in time with his build up. She was about to have another orgasm. His grunting became louder, his thrusts deeper and less regular, at the same moment, she felt her own body shoot into bliss. She could also feel his strokes becoming even more lubricated as this stranger's sperm filled the inside of her cunt. Both panting and moaning, the pair slowed down to a halt, only the movement of the subway car kept the swaying slightly. Julie looked up at the car and realized that they were no longer alone. There was some guy sitting not too far away with his dick out in his hand pumping away furiously. The train started to slow down; Julie pulled slightly away from the man and his enormous cock slid out with a slight popping noise. She looked back at the stranger, exhausted himself, he had taken a couple of steps back and was wrestling with his shorts and pants. The train came to stop. Almost in a dream like trance, Julie turned and looked out the door to see a large white number two painted on the wall. "Shit! I missed my stop!" The only words the two passed between them the entire time. She shouted this on her way out the doors. She pondered it on the way home. Why had she fucked a total stranger? Who was the guy? Why didn't she grab her panties off of the seat? And finally: Why was she satisfied for the first time in her sexual life? END Send questions, comments, or complaints to me at: pueramare@hotmail.com * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * It's okay to *READ* stories about unprotected sex with others outside a monogamous relationship. But it isn't okay to *HAVE* unprotected sex with people other than a trusted partner. You only have one body per lifetime, so take good care of it! * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * Kristen's collection - Directory 24