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RUSH HOUR

It was a hot, humid day in August so I wore a thin dress, no stockings,
and my underwear stayed at home, as on most days like this.
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Since I have no classes on Fridays, I had jogged to my friend's place and,
after three beers, I didn't feel like running back home. Besides, I like
the subway at rush hour -- several times, I have wound up going out with
attractive young ladies that I met on crowded trains. On top of
everything, I hadn't dated in a while and I was hornier than usual...
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My co-workers thought of me as just a sweet college girl earning extra
money for tuition. If they only knew how horny I was! Many times, I would
sit behind my desk, with my skirt hiked up and my legs spread wide, while
I fingered myself and fantasized about torrid, passsionate sex.

Today was no exception -- Coworkers walked past my office, looked in and
smiled, or waved, "Hello." Looking up from my "work," I smiled back and
imagined what the guy's cocks looked like. They didn't have a clue! One
guy I especially liked stopped by to say, "Hi." I continued what I was
doing. I knew he couldn't see anything and, as we talked, I stroked my
clit. It was neat because he didn't suspect a thing, and I had a
mini-orgasm as soon as he left. If he only knew! Only trouble was, I kept
getting hornier!!

This went on all day -- and I didn't expect the way I felt to go away
while at work. So I planned to have a hot and heavy session with my
vibrator when I got home. Or, maybe something special would happen on the
way -- every once in a while I meet a nice guy during my subway commute to
the Bronx.
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It was almost five, and the streets were crowded. As I made my way to the
subway, several cute gals caught my eye. This warm weather is great --
they were wearing as little as possible. I swear that some of them had
nothing on under their almost transparent dresses!
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Five o'clock finally came, and I hurried to the subway. On the platform,
as usual, there were scores of people crowded together waiting for their
trains. There, standing in front of me, was this gorgeous guy, hardly
taller than me, wearing a T-shirt and running shorts. My train arrived,
and he got on too! Moving with him to the back of the car, I made sure
that I stood in front of him. The crowd forced us together, amost into
physical contact -- the perfect situation for what I had in mind. As the
car started moving, I "accidently" started rubbing my behind against his
front. When he didn't pull back, I pushed against him a bit more and moved
up and down. It was then that he seemed to realize what I was doing, and
returned the favor -- first, with his growing bulge, then, with his hands
-- which told him that I wasn't wearing anything under my dress. Slowly,
he reached between my legs, gently running his hand between my cheeks,
then, caressing the outside of my pussy,. It didn't take me long to get
dripping wet!
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I noticed her standing behind me and to one side, as we waited close
together on the crowded platform. I hoped that she wanted the D-Train, the
one that took me within two blocks of my apartment in the upper Bronx. She
did, and we boarded together, pushed along by those behind us. I
maneuvered to let her get ahead of me and hoped that she would turn around
so that I could start a conversation.

No such luck. As the train started up, she remained with her back to me.
Damn! Wait a minute -- what's going on here? That's not the train's
motion... is she purposely rubbing against me? When her movement changed
from gentle side-to-side, to firm up-and-down, with my growing cock in
the crack of her ass, I knew that she was!

I reached down and felt her through her thin dress -- she was smooth from
waste to thigh. No panties! Her increased movement told me she liked my
touch. Moving to the side a bit let me slide my hand between her legs. She
responded by moving her feet apart to give me better access. A quick
glance assured me that the people immediately around us were facing away
-- forming a perfect shield for our activities. Gently, I caressed her
crack, from ass to pussy. The train's bouncing and rocking added to the
massage. Soon, her wetness made it easy for me to insert my thumb into
her, while I rubbed her clit with my fingers.
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He slowly inserted a finger into me and started an in-and-out motion that
allowed him to massage my "little lady," as well. Tingling sensations shot
from there to my tummy, and I felt an orgasm building. This was more than
I had hoped! Several times in the past, I had made "contact" with guys, by
rubbing against them, and I think a couple of them even shot off in their
pants. But, this was the first time that a guy was trying to make ME cum.

I got up on my toes and bent forward a little to make it easier for him to
pleasure me. At the same time, I slipped my hand behind me and pulled up
the leg of his shorts, allowing his cock the freedom it seemed to want. I
caressed his upwardly-pointing rod. My stroking made him harder and
longer, and he began to drip into my hand. I "basted" him with his own
drippings, making him nice and slippery. I wanted him inside of me, but,
it seemed that our position made that impossible. Instead, I pulled him to
me, replacing his hand that was between my legs with his cock. I grabbed
his wrist and pulled his arm around me, and he did what comes naturally.
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She reached behind her, under my shorts, releasing my cock -- Like her, I
wore no underwear. Her touch was electrifying, and made me even harder as
she smeared my pre-cum around the head of my cock, sliding her hand back
and forth on my shaft. But, she didn't just get me off with a simple hand
job. She pulled me to her, replaced my hand with my cock, and pulled my
arm around in front of her, with my hand on her pussy. Wild! Never before
had I met a gal on the subway who went any further than pushing her
breasts against me, or discretely letting her hand brush my cock, as we
talked.

I needed no further urging. Upward hip thrusts slid my cock between her
tightened thighs and against her wet pussy, while I paid attention to her
clit with rapidly moving fingers. Somehow, the head of my cock entered
her... Unbelievable!
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I think that my pussy lips got so big and fat with my excitement that he
was able to get the head of his cock between them and into me about an
inch, each time he thrust upward. I wanted more of him inside me, but that
was impossible. Despite that, I began to cum. First, there was a brief,
little orgasm, then, a wild engulfing one that went on and on. The only
thing that spoiled it was that I had to keep quiet -- usually, I am a
"screamer."
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I felt her stiffen and tremble, just as my body took complete control,
shuddering, as I spurted and spurted into her.
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Needless to say, I had HIM, instead of my vibrator, that night and for
many nights to cum.
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We know loads of people who hate riding the N.Y. subway -- not us! Every
three of four months, we meet "accidentally" during rush hour and, if the
situation is right, we cum just like the first time. All three of our kids
were conceived on crowded trains. And, occasionally, we take them for
Sunday subway rides. They love it. We are sure that when they are older,
they will enjoy the "rush hour."

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