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'Riding' the Train

By: MeanBlackjack



Disclaimer: All right, this story is not real. NOT REAL! Not to be read by anyone under the age of 18/21 yadda yadda yadda! Email me through the link below! I love feedback, it's what keeps my creative blood flowing! I'd love some feedback either by the comment box or e-mail. Either are great!

Author: Blackjack

Celebrity: Gemma Atkinson

Codes: MF, Cons, Oral, Mast, Toys,

Gemma was horny.

She had been working in London for New Years Eve and had to catch the train back up to her home in Manchester to see her family. She had been on set shooting various independent movies for most of the last six months and had been in London covering the area for Channel 4's sister channel e4. 

Gemma was sitting on a train taking her home to Manchester to see her family. She was wearing: a pale blue top that buttoned up in the middle, she also had on a grey skirt with a set of stockings, finishing the attire off with a set of pastel blue high heels.

The United Kingdom Independent Film Company was a great company to work for. With so many great, creative minds coming out of University or you get the casual: sitting down with a video recorder and filming friends, posting it on Youtube and then getting discovered. 

This was where our main celebrity protagonist found herself currently involved. Gemma Atkinson would be shooting an independent horror movie one weekend, flying up to Scotland for a FHM shoot or back in London for some work with Channel 4. While this was great for her career and great for her bank account, she never really had much time for a boyfriend... Or even a fuck buddy. She would be on set with lots of young boys who all seemed able to do the job but would either back out or never even turn up. Maybe they thought it was a hazing? If it was, it was for Gemma. 

She had been in a nightclub for the countdown, working for e4 and had thought she had found a winner to help her relieve the tension. 

The night before...

Gemma and the man, she didn't catch his name, stumbled into the toilets of the night club. She had found the man on the dance floor who seemed intent on grinding against her all night. They had started to kiss and passion had ran its course. They made their way to the nearest toilets which just so happened to be the gents. 

Pushing through the black door, they fell into a room with three stalls, three urinals and three sinks. There was a paper towel dispenser with two automated hand dryers. The room itself was black with gold and silver streaks running across the walls in various patterns. The stalls and sinks were designed in a similar pattern. Bathrooms like this were popping up all around the country. Some swanky knob head must of thought it would look impressive and modern. To Gemma it looked like a C-3P0 had exploded.

Their faces entangled by their tongues, lashing frantically against each others. Bumping up against the wall, Gemma smiled wickedly and started to move down the man's body. Reaching his jeans, she yanked the zip down and pulled out the man's stiffening cock. Standing at about six inches it would be more than enough to get the job done. She batted her tongue against the meaty fuckstick making the man groan and run his hands through her blonde hair.

Opening her mouth, Gemma took the cock deep inside her mouth and started to bob up and down, getting her mouth nice and wet with her spit. She groaned, she knew it was only a matter of time before the man's piece was covered in her spit. Adding to the pleasure, the blonde reached inside his boxers and started to fondle his nuts making him moan even louder. She started to suck the cock inside her mouth, bobbing up and down to the half way mark, making the man groan and curl her hair up in his hands.

Gemma started to really suck on the cock making her temporary sexual partner grunt and groan, a thin layer of sweat had formed on his forehead which he quickly wiped away. The blonde looked up sweetly as she continued to have her mouth penetrated by the meat in her mouth. There were a few more up and down bobs to the half way mark before she started to deep throat the cock. Taking in all six inches, Gemma moaned happily as the man started to breathe heavily.

'Close to cumming already?' She thought. 'We've not been going that long!' 

That's when it hit her, the man groaned aloud and pulled her deep on his cock. Shooting several thick wads of man cream down her throat, the man groaned as his balls emptied.

"Sorry luv. Too much booze I reckon!" The man proclaimed loudly and proudly. He then tucked himself away and zipped up, leaving Gemma alone on the toilet floor. 

Shaking her head, she wiped away some excess spit from her lips and stood up. She walked out to the night club knowing that she would have to get herself off tonight. 

Again. 

Gemma was OK with having to masturbate. Toys always did the trick but some times she needed a proper dick driving in and out of her to make her feel special. She was counting on that guy to perform but the festivities of New Year's eve obviously dented his staying power. Joining in with the crowd, Gemma danced into the night trying to find another man to fuck. Unfortunately, this club was a popular one and no one came alone. As she left the night club at close to two o'clock in the morning she spotted the man from the bathroom inside a black taxi cab with what must have been his girlfriend having an awful row. 

Smiling, Gemma climbed into the taxi behind the two and asked for her hotel. On the ride over, the cabbie was delivering his usual talkative nature.

"So love, how was yer evening?" He asked his voice was pure cockney like he had walked off the set of Eastenders.

"Alright thanks. Spent most of the hours before hand presenting. I work on TV."

"Blimey! I thought I recognized yer! You're that Hollyoaks bird aren'tcha?" He said, all the statement needed was a light bulb to appear above his head to accentuate the point.

"That's right. My name's Gemma. Gemma Atkinson." She said politely, looking at him in his rear view mirror. 

'Perhaps he may want to do a quick stop, to bend me over his bonnet and give me a good seeing too?' Gemma thought with a giggle allowed only inside her head. Considering he was in his forties he must know his way around a woman and he wasn't ghastly over weight either. He had a receding hair line with a tint of grey at both sides and a new day stubble to add to the appearance.

"Yeah, never really watched it myself. The missus loves it though!" He continued, as he made a lane transfer. "So whatcha doing now? Still on Hollyoaks?"

"Not any more. Sometimes I pop back to do bit parts but right now I'm focusing on presenting and moving into movies. I've been shooting a lot of independent films up here." Gemma explained, her eyes drifting out to the streets. There were several ambulances parked along the road dealing with people who had too much to drink and were fighting or simply needed their stomach pumped.

"Ah right. Jesus. It looks rough out there! My missus is a nurse can't imagine what A + E looks like tonight! Apparently, it starts off quiet but then you get: people getting hit with bottles, drinking too much and cracking their heads on the pavement, people needing their stomachs pumped. Can't be pretty!" He laughed to himself as the lights of London town tore past the window.

"Yeah I can imagine... Do you get busy on New Years?" Gemma asked, wanting to be polite but not really caring.

"Eh it comes it waves. It's busy at seven or eightish but then once every one's at parties it goes dead. The shops around here are great though. Back at the taxi rink there's a great lady called Noreen she always has a cuppa on."

"That's nice. Do you always have to work New Years or do you get it off?" Gemma asked, her eyes drifting back to the mirror. 

"Well, we work on a time on/time off basis. Once we leave the house we're on the clock. We can work for as long as we want. It's always easy to mop up some fares like this and get a little extra. Since no one is around on New Year's day we can get a lie-in in the morning. So that's ok." He added as the taxi pulled into the taxi rink of her hotel.

"Here we are. That'll be five forty please love." The cabbie said with a warm smile, turning around to meet her. Gemma dug into her purse and pulled out a ten pound note.

"Keep the change mate." She said with a smile, pulling at the handle of the taxi she stepped out into the cold London air. 

The taxi driver smiled and said his thanks before driving away into the night. Sighing, Gemma pushed open the big doors and walked through the lobby of the hotel. The steady click-click-click of her heels on the marble floor filled the silent area.

"Good morning Miss Atkinson!" Bobby, the young boy on reception shouted to her.

Gemma turned to him and flashed him a big smile with a sexy wink on the end. That was sure to make his evening more memorable. She smiled to herself as she pushed the button to summon the hotel's lift. The lift whirred to life and slowly made its way down the metal shaft. Eventually the door's opened allowing the sometimes Hollyoaks star to step inside, looking over her shoulder she could see Bobby staring at her still. Deciding to give him one last show, she walked into the lift with a slow, deliberate pace. Making sure to sway her hips and her delicious rump, sure to cause an erection in his trousers. 

As she pressed the button for her floor, Gemma looked over at Bobby and winked again, while licking her lips. As the doors shut, she blew him a nice, wet kiss. The doors shut, with the bronze doors reflecting her sexy image. Looking up at the top of the door, Gemma looked around, examining the area as the lift took her to her destination.

The doors opened after a short time and Gemma walked out to the floor. It was dead. There was no one around in the corridor or on the landing. 

'What exactly were you expecting? A group of male strippers to worship you?' She asked herself as she walked to her room. Fishing around in her handbag, she caught her key to the hotel room and unlocked the door. 

The room was quite big with a large double bed in the middle, with a large chest of drawers next to it. Sitting down on the bed, she kicked her heels off to the side near the door to the en suite bathroom. Lifting the top up over her head, the busty blonde tossed that down with her shoes and then wriggled out of her skirt. Standing up in nothing but her bra and her underwear, Gemma strutted over to the set of drawers. She pulled the big oak top drawer out and fetched her big black dildo. It was sized at twelve inches. A foot long. It was one of her favorite toys to keep herself going.

'It's not a man... But it will do..." Gemma though to herself as she sat back on the bed. Pulling herself to the middle of the bed, she lay on her back and spread her legs. Her hand ran from her stomach up to her left breast. While it was still clad in the lacy fabric Gemma lightly squeezed the mound of flesh, delivering a small moan of pleasure.

Leaning up off of the bed, Gemma unhooked her bra and tossed it to one side. Her hard nipples poked up to the ceiling, Gemma lightly tweaked her breasts nipples. Palming at the large fleshy mounds, Gemma rolled the flesh around in her hands. Longing for a man's touch, Gemma closed her eyes and imagined it was a man's hands on her.

Running through the list of mental images in her head, Gemma settled on Bobby the young boy on reception. A ghostly form of Bobby wafted into the room and had placed his hands on her breasts. Taking control, Bobby lightly squeezed the flesh making Gemma moan. The young boy lent over to face Gemma and placed ghostly, imaginary kisses on her lips and around her face.

Gemma's hands ran down her stomach to her lacy underwear and tugged the flimsy material to one side and started to run her fingers up and down her pussy's lips. Rubbing up and down, Gemma's fingers lightly spread her lower lips. Keeping one hand on her breast, Gemma lightly cupper her breast while she started to pump her index finger in and out of her pussy.

Moaning, Gemma breathed lowly as she started to work herself up to an orgasm. Gemma started to increase the pace of her masturbating and added a second finger to the pumping digits. Letting out a low squeak of pleasure, Gemma started to build up steam. Her pussy was soft and wet with the cool air adding to her pleasure.

With one hand still on her breast, Gemma groped clumsily at the bed and found the dildo. Taking the plastic instrument in her hand, Gemma lightly licked her tongue at the tip of it before putting it inside her.

Gemma gasped as she pushed it in a bit too far, overly stimulating her. Gemma lightly pulled the fake cock out of her delicious folds and started to push it back in again. Keeping one hand on the dildo, Gemma started to tweak her nipples, twisting and turning them making her moan. 

Moving the fake cock in and out of her folds, Gemma moaned aloud again. Gemma started to increase her driving force, pumping the fake cock in and out of her wet folds. Gemma was moaning louder and louder with her breathing getting heavier. Gemma imagined the young receptionist, Bobby was in between her legs, pumping his big fat cock in and out of her. Gemma was awash with pleasure, the fake cock was reaching further and further making her moan louder and louder. Soon, the pleasure was too much and her mental barriers broke down.

Gemma screamed out loud and came over the fake cock. Lying on her back, catching her breath, Gemma let a small smile creep across her face. 

'It's not a man... But it will do.' She repeated to herself with a smile. Looking over at the clock, the red digital LED's told her that it was close to four o clock in the morning. She decided to go to bed. Dropping the dildo to the floor, Gemma threw all of her underwear to one side and climbed into bed. 

Looking out to the London skyline, it was still pitch black and that suited Gemma just fine as she drifted away to sleep.

Back to the present day...

Gemma had picked up a newspaper and a couple of gossip magazines that spread the sort of nonsense that women wanted to hear. She looked over the front page of one of them that was littered with tips on 'how to beat the Christmas weight gain', 'How to make sure you get that promotion' and the last one made Gemma smile. 'How to make your sex life unbelievable.'

'No problem's with that one there!' Gemma said with a smile. 'If only I had a man at my beck and call. I'd be set. God. I am so horny!' Gemma was starting to get wet, thinking about getting fucked as hard as she could. 

Gemma was sat down on the train, with her eyes out into the Great British countryside. What was left of it any way. London was no longer the luscious green wonderland that most people had grown up with. It was full of large grey obstructions in blocks of flats or car parks or shopping centres.

The train pulled into the station of a leafy green suburb. It was all quiet on her carriage and it certainly looked like it was going to stay that way. The doors opened and what was left of her carriage emptied to the platform. Thinking she was going to be alone, Gemma let out a silent 'hooray' as she could get down to business there on the train.

Until it happened.

A man in his late twenties, walked into her carriage. Gemma let out a sigh of sexual frustration as the man settled down in the chair.

'Why did he have to sit in my carriage?' She thought to herself. She could just see the reflection of the window that the man was very handsome. He was dressed well and had his hair spiked up lightly with a substance. He sat down a few rows a head of her and was sitting on the right hand seat so Gemma could look at him between the two head rests. 

She had been looking at him for quite some time when eventually he looked up and turned his head to the gap in the head rests. Her cheeks flushed red and she turned away looking outside. Hoping that he hadn't seen her checking him out. Gemma was admiring the wildlife in the green pastures when a voice spoke up.

"Is that today's paper?"

Gemma was stirred from her gaze and looked up. It was the man who had got on the train earlier.

"Oh... Uh... Yes... Yes it is." Gemma stammered out. A little surprised at being confronted by him.

"Do you mind if I take a look?" The man asked, as he moved a bit closer to Gemma and the seats.

"Sure." Gemma said, passing the man the paper.

"Great." To Gemma's surprise, the man sat down opposite Gemma. Unfolding the paper and flicking to the business section. As Gemma was about to make small talk the steel door whooshed open and the ticket collector came in.

"Tickets please." The man announced as he walked through the carriage. "Just you two is it?" The man asked as he scanned the carriage.

Looking around, the both of them nodded. The man passed the collector the orange ticket who scribbled on it to show that it was a legitimate ticket. Gemma did the same and the collector also scribbled on it. He passed the tickets back to her and the man.

"Alright. Have a good journey now." The man said with a smile before continuing onto the next carriage. The man placed his ticket into his inside blazer pocket and looked at Gemma, flashing her a smile. Gemma smiled as well, before putting the ticket away in her purse.

Gemma stole quick glances at the man, making sure to look at him for less than thirty seconds to ensure that she wasn't gawping again. 

'Jesus, I'm horny!' Gemma thought to herself as she almost motionlessly fidgeted in her seat. Gemma grinned on her inside as she was now in a frightfully naughty mood. 

'Imagine if I was to fuck him here on this train...' Gemma thought to herself as she could feel her pussy throbbing, crying out for a man' touch. A stranger's touch. This stranger's touch, Gemma concluded. She wanted to fuck this man right here, right now. With almost no thought involved, Gemma parted her legs to see if her stranger noticed. As was expected, the man looked up from his paper to enjoy his new view.

Gemma quickly crossed her legs, causing her skirt to ride up her leg, revealing the trim of a stocking. Gemma took a quick peek of her own and could see that the man was getting excited. There was a sizeable bulge growing in his trousers which made Gemma smile. 

"Excuse me? Would you mind watching my bags while I go to the toilet" Gemma asked, her sweet, silky voice filling the carriage. Gemma smiled as she forced him to break his stare to look up at her. 

"Absolutely." The man said with a heavy breath. Gemma smiled and stepped up and out of the seating section. As she walked past the door, Gemma let out a silent gasp as she could feel him burning a gaze into her backside.

As Gemma shut the door to the toilet, Gemma quickly yanked down her underwear and started to touch herself. Relieving a lot of the sexual pressure that had been building since she got on the train. Gemma was amazed at just how wet she was. She was dripping wet and swollen with excitement. She needed to go right now.

Gemma looked down at herself and decided she would try. The man hadn't identified her as being famous so she may just get away with it. Gemma stuffed her knickers into her pocket and pulled her skirt back down, half heartedly flattening it with the palm of her right hand.

Gemma opened the door to the toilet and walked back to her seat. She could see the man was still busy pretending to read the newspaper even though he stiffened in his seat as she came back. Gemma smiled at him and sat down opposite him in her old seat. Still smiling, she crossed her legs and then uncrossed them leaving them wide open, displaying her pussy for the man to see. 

Gemma smiled to herself as the man looked at the sight in front of him while his bulge got even harder. This time, when the man stared at Gemma she met his gaze and kept it there. The two stared at each other for a few seconds before Gemma broke the silence.


Riding the Train



Just a quickie I tossed off. Everyone is over 18

*

Cold rain whipped at the platform, umbrellas held low almost like shields to protect the passengers who waited in the shifting lines to board the train cars. Elizabeth Reynolds, sandwiched between two large men tried to maintain some semblance of propriety but the surging crowd made it impossible not to crush her body up against the man in front of her while the man to her rear fought a valiant, but ultimately unsuccessful battle to keep from pressing his midsection into her curvaceous posterior. She might have felt some inkling of arousal if the weather were not so harsh and sudden. The late spring storm had whipped up out of nowhere, not an altogether unheard of occurrence in this part of the country, but the frigid temperatures and the amount of rain were completely astounding. Elizabeth's smart dress and overcoat were no match for the downpour and during the wait to board the train she found herself soaked almost completely through. 

Another surge from behind and she felt the gentleman to her rear take hold of her waist to brace himself from toppling over her. Turning she gave him a tight smile and the handsome man, maybe a few years older than her thirty five, returned her silent lament with a sheepish shrug. Soon they found themselves inside the protective confines of the train car and Elizabeth wound her way to the cabin she had been assigned to. It was empty for the time and she pulled her coat off before sitting down heavily.

Her day at the bank had been long and tiring, as it always was for a branch manager. All day long she had been hounded by her subordinates for answers and directives. Sitting in the quiet car was the first true moment of peace she had felt in weeks. Closing her eyes she began to think of the weekend that was in store for her and the seeming ages that had passed since she had last seen Jacob. An older man, perhaps nearing the age of her own father if she dared allowed herself to gauge such similiarities, he was well established in his profession and was often sought out to provide insight for others who needed his keen mind. His powerful manner had taken her in under his sheltering affection and it was within his embrace that Elizabeth felt truly safe. For far too long she had been driven by her career that she had fallen into the trap of becoming the master in all of her relationships, so much so that the men she felt she should attract were driven from her and it left only a sea of sissy suitors that she detested. Then one night at a cocktail party Jacob had challenged her, defied her assumptions and had proven her wrong on more than one point. At first she was filled with humiliation and anger but he did not belittle her for her mistakes, in fact praised her for her willingness to take chances more timid men would never have dared. 

It had seemed perfectly natural when Elizabeth had ended up in Jacob's bed. She was willing and pliable, yet with a streak of rebeliousness that intrigued her lover. His firm hand and insistent love making had made her remember the joys of being feminine. She had found the submissive part of her mind that had been begging to be released and at last Jacob had unlocked that part of her psyche she had quietly imprisoned in favor of her business success. It was with a smile that she traveled so many miles to return to him. 

Thinking of Jacob she was reminded of his request this trip and she unzipped her hanging garment bag to pull out the outfit he had provided for her. It was a gray cotton skirt that would be very short on her womanly figure, a white blouse that buttoned in the front with an emblem sewn just under the left collar, a pair of white knee high socks and a pair of black patent leather shoes. When she had received the package in the post she was mildly amused and couldn't believe that Jacob was so taken by the most common of fantasies. Yet his instructions were plain and she was very careful to obey his wishes. 

Gathering her clothing and her bag she made her way to the restroom to change. In the cramped confines she was barely able to move about and bumped her elbow and her legs against the walls more than once. Removing her soaking wet dress she used some paper towels to dry her body off but found that she could not dry her bra enough to prevent wet stains on the blouse. With a shrug she removed the bra and pulled the blouse over her shoulders and buttoned it up neatly. Looking at herself in the mirror she could see the faint outline of her areola and the slight protrusion of her stiffening nipple. The skirt and socks were easily pulled on and before she knew it Elizabeth could have been the star attraction of a very naughty day dream. Pulling her hair back into a ponytail she applied makeup in the styles she had seen young women apply and soon she was very much the epitome of wanton desire. Her eyes were alive with a sexual hunger that the younger women she was dressed like lacked. When at last her transformation was complete she took one last look and found that her panties were becoming damp at the thoughts of how Jacob would react when he laid eyes upon her.

Returning to her cabin she found two young men and a young woman sitting on the plush benches that faced each other. When they looked up at her Elizabeth watched as the college aged boys stared at her appraisingly, their hungry eyes devouring every inch of exposed flesh while their minds conjured up what she must look like where the clothes hid her skin from view. Immediately a blush crept up Elizabeth's cheek, she felt exposed and horribly silly. Here she was a middle thirties bank manager dressed in such a tart like fashion right in front of a young woman who was dutifully dressed in a nearly identical outfit. The young woman, a dark haired, paled skinned beauty with a fierce nose and rather haughty eyes, looked Elizabeth over with a fair amount of disbelief. A satisfied smirk settled upon the girls face as she came to the conclusion that Elizabeth was trying to achieve with deceit what this girl had by rights. 

Sitting down upon the bench Elizabeth pulled her belongings tightly to her as she tried to hide beneath the garment bag and her pile of wet clothes. She looked about and saw that they were all from the same boarding school as the emblem on their jackets were the same. As her eyes darted between them not one spoke a word, the boys, as she thought of them, had wandering eyes that would scan over her legs and more whenever she wasn't looking directly at them. The girl finally huffed and rolled her eyes before she roughly pulled a book out of her bag and began to turn the pages noisily. 

Elizabeth didn't know how long the boys worked her over with their eyes, not that she was frightened, but she was very much dressed for one activity and if not for the other girl she might not have stepped into this den of hungry wolves. At last her cell phone began ringing in her bag, a sound that for some reason was the beckoning call of salvation and she heard herself exhale loudly as she fumbled to answer it.

"Ms. Reynolds," she answered crisply, her anxiety fleeing as she gripped the cool piece of plastic and metal. "Oh, yes. Sorry Jacob," she said softly after a moment. "Of course. No, I was hoping you'd call." She sat with her back straight and her knees pressed tightly together to keep prying eyes from sliding up her skirt any further than they could already go. Her arms were pulled in tight, her elbows tucked into her tummy to try and cover as much of her chest as possible. 

"I take it you are on the train," Jacob said, he could hear her discomfort and it amused him. 

"Yes and when I arrive I think we should have a discussion about the travel arrangements," she hissed, looking up to find that the two young men had not relented in their staring. Liz looked to the girl for sympathy but was greeted with a glare. 

"Tell me who is in the cabin with you," he said simply.

"Jacob," she said reproachfully, "I think it would be rude-".

"Tell me," he cut her off, his tone commanding.

Liz swallowed hard and then looked at the man seated next to her. "One is a sandy haired gent, I'd say about six feet tall, perhaps a hundred and eighty pounds. He has a dimple and he thinks he's being very clever looking at my legs when my head is turned." The other male student laughed at his friends shocked expression and even the girl snickered at the comment. 

"The other boy," Liz continued, "is a roguish sort with messy brown hair that is in dire need of a haircut. His jaw is very masculine and his scruffy beard makes him seem very cuddly." He beamed at the description Liz made of him, looking to his mates with a proud air. "He is very obviously a momma's boy as he can not seem to get enough of looking at my breasts." The boy next to Liz let out a hearty laugh at his friends sudden choking but the young woman did not join in this time. 

"Lastly there is a young woman here," Liz said into the phone, her eyes meeting up with the coed sitting across from her. "She has hair as black as the night sky and her eyes sparkle like the stars on the blue sea." Liz's description had caused the young ladies harsh stare to turn softer. "She-" Liz started.

"Mary," she supplied.

"Mary," Elizabeth corrected, "has very well toned legs that are breathtaking." For a moment the two women openly appraised each other and at last Elizabeth caught a hint of disapproval. "I don't think she likes my outfit very much Jacob," Liz admitted. 

"I want you to pull your skirt up," Jacob said. 

Elizabeth sat frozen for a moment, unable to breathe. Her eyes darted from the two men to Mary and then down to her lap. She could feel a quivering in her stomach and fear seemed to freeze her blood. Jacob waited patiently for her to comply, listening to her breathing become faster as she contemplated his request. For a long minute there was nothing but silence and then he heard the faint gasp of the young woman in the cabin with his lover. Liz's fingers had pulled and bunched the material of her skirt until it was nothing but a belt of gray cotton that lay across her tummy. The entirety of her panties were exposed to the gaze of these three youngsters and Mary's horrified stare made her burn with shame. 

"Good," Jacob said soothingly. "Now spread your legs apart." Elizabeth cursed silently, he would know that she would try to maintain some dignity and would not allow her this concession. The man next to her leaned forward to get a better look and the other guy sat up straighter as he tried to convince himself he was indeed seeing what she was showing. "Further," Jacob urged. Liz spread her legs until she was lewdly on display to these three students she could have been a sitter for when they were all younger. 

Mary tried to bury her face in her book, but her gaze kept lifting over the pages to look at Elizabeth's exposed body. She could see a small shadow forming where the center of the woman's sex was covered by the plain white cotton. In the confined space of the small cabin there was a hint of arousal that was beginning to permeate the air. The dark haired student ran his hand over his scruffy beard and he looked to his friend in incredulous disbelief. 

"Slide your fingers beneath your knickers," Jacob said softly. Elizabeth closed her eyes and pushed her fingers under the waistband of her panties until she felt the fine hairs that surrounded her sex. She heard some shuffling and when she peeked both boys were seated in front of her now, Mary having been pressed up against the paneled wall. The fabric of her underwear was pulled tight and the shape of her sex was clearly visible as it bit into her skin. The shadow had become darker, it was a growing wetness that was seeping out down into the seat. "Touch your nubbin," Jacob's voice cut through her haze, for a moment she had forgotten he was on the phone. 

Her finger slid over the hood of her clit and she was wracked by a shiver as the pleasure of her touch raced over her body. The lips of her sex were rapidly becoming inflamed and they opened up awaiting a lover to appear and fulfill her desire. The three students watched in awe as this woman began to pleasure herself wantonly in front of them. The boys were not immune to her display and soon they were sporting trouser tenting erections which they rubbed furtively as they stared on in fascination. Mary was secretly pressing her palm over her mound beneath her skirt while she held up her book to cover her actions. The dark haired young man looked over and caught sight of what she was doing and placed a warm kiss on her lips.

"Touch inside," Jacob instructed. 

The sandy haired boy stared unblinkingly at Liz's panties while her fingers bunched up and then pressed into her body. His groan mixed with hers and she opened her eyes to look directly at him, though his gaze was directed at her barely covered cunt. For a long moment she sawed her fingers in and out of her sex, the smell of her self abuse filling the room with her heady scent. At last the young man looked at her face, his eyes filled with barely restrained lust as he licked his lips voraciously. 

"They're watching me, Jacob," she pleaded, her voice betraying her arousal. 

"Does it embarrass you? Are you ashamed?" Jacob challenged in her ear. "Are you a dirty girl who likes to have people watch you touch yourself?" His words burned in her mind and she closed her eyes so that she couldn't see them anymore. She could hear the sounds of her fingers sliding into her sopping pussy, the sloshing sounds loud in the tiny cabin. "Give yourself over, give yourself over," Jacob chanted in a whisper. "Let them drink of you," he commanded quietly. The phone slid from her hand and fell to the carpeted floor. Mary looked down and picked it up.

"You still there?" Mary asked. 

"Yes," Jacob answered, "what is she doing?" 

"Your strumpet is busy stroking her beaver like she's the only one in the world. I think poor Mark is about to go out of his mind. I can't be held responsible for what he does to her. I think if anyone is to blame it's you," she accused Jacob. 

"Mark can have her, she'll be his willingly, I assure you." 

At Jacob's words Mary slapped Mark's knee and he looked at her. With a quick jerk of her head she nodded to Liz and he understood. Mark knelt on the floor of the cabin and took hold of Liz's thighs as he lowered his face to her panty clad pussy. He rubbed his mouth over the damp underwear and then pressed his tongue as far into her as he could. Liz quickly pulled the gusset of her knickers to the side and then his lips and tongue were on her properly. 

For long moments Mark delved into Liz's sex as Mary described in lewd details all that was being done. The other chap was busy cuffing his cock that he had slipped through the fly of his trousers. Mary was quietly cupping his balls and kissing him between narrating the events to Jacob. At last Mark came up for air and he flipped Liz onto her tummy so that her bum was sticking out to him. Liz looked up and saw that Mary had taken over on the other man's cock and was stroking it slowly as the pair watched her and Mark. 

"Come over here," Mary instructed, taking Liz by the chin and leading her to the other bench. "Rick wants some of your mouth." Jacob heard the words and groaned aloud.

Liz looked up and the roguish student just stared down at her with heavy lidded eyes as Mary pushed the crown of his stiff cock between her lips. The taste of his flesh in her mouth was salty and satisfying. Behind her she felt her skirt being pushed up onto the small of her back and her knickers were lowered to her knees. The sound of a belt being unbuckled and a zipper being lowered barely registered in her mind until she felt the head of another prick being pushed between the buttery folds of her slit.  

"They're filling her from both ends," Mary whispered in awe into the phone. "She looks like she loves it, she does. I dare say you have a complete whore on your hands here." 

The words filled Liz with shame and pride at the same time. Her thoughts raced to her parents who raised her up proper and respectful and she imagined them looking in through the window of the train and seeing her the plaything of two young men who could have been her nephews. The idea of her father looking down upon her with horror made her pussy spasm as she then imagined his cock growing large within his pants and the envious glares he would be shooting Mark and Rick. Her minds eye flickered and she pictured herself on the board room table at the bank, her subordinates walking in and out pretending not to notice the royal fucking she was receiving, yet out of the corner of her eye she could see every lad wishing he was the one doing the plowing and every lass wishing she was the furrow.

"Okay," Mary said into the phone and then she placed it on the seat just beneath Liz's face where Rick's cock was noisily sliding between her lips. Drool and spit slithered over her chin and dripped messily onto the cushion and splattered onto her phone where Jacob could hear every grunt, groan and slurp. "He says you have to take it all in your mouth," Mary said in her ear while her fingers entwined in Liz's hair and she began to push down on every stroke of Mark's cock into her mouth. "She's gonna drink your cum baby," Mary said looking up at her boyfriend. "Give her a big load to swallow baby," she encouraged. 

Liz stroked the exposed portion of Rick's cock she couldn't get into her mouth. Her tongue slashed at the underside of his vein covered flesh as she felt him stiffen and then suddenly the explosion of white hot jizz was gushing into her mouth. Her cheeks bellowed out trying to contain it all and then she was trying to swallow, but there was too much. A stream of creamy, white liquid oozed from the corner of her mouth that covered his stalk and then settled into the wiry nest of pubic hairs. 

As she came down she became aware of the sound of slapping skin and then she felt Mark's hands gripping her fleshy ass as he slammed his member into her willing channel. Lowering her head to the cushion between Rick's thighs she grunted and groaned as she was fucked nearer and nearer to her impending orgasm, every utterance caught by the phone where Jacob listened intently. At last the room was filled with the cries of the two achieving their climax, Mark's seed splashing into her silken vise. 

Liz became aware of a buzzing some minutes later and she looked down to see her phone was still connected with her lover. Picking it up she heard Jacob calling her name over and over. Catching her breath she was finally able to speak.

"I'm here love," she said.

"Ahh dear, I was afraid you might have passed out. I only have one last task for you," he said sweetly.

"What my love?" she couldn't think of anything else she could give these young men.

"You need to finish Mary," he said. The words hung in the air as Liz tried to comprehend their meaning and it was as if they were elusive shadows she could not grasp. At last she looked up and the coed was staring down at her with a devilish smile and then she was parting her thighs. Liz could see that the panties the young woman wore were pulled to the side and her clean shaven pussy was puffy and slick. Mary pulled back on the hood that barely covered her distended clit and gave it a small rub. 

"Ok dear," Liz said into the phone, suddenly filled with new enthusiasm. "I'll see you when I arrive at the station." She hung up the phone and dove into the delight that was presented before her. She feasted on the smooth peach of this young woman who had looked down upon her for being such a harlot and she was delirious with desire as she caught sight of the two young men fisting their revitalized poles. 




Riding the Train



Liz drug Mary down so that she was laying on her back on the bench and then she crawled on top of the young woman so that her own pussy was above Mary's mouth in a 69. She licked Mary and then ground her own snatch into the other woman's face until she was licking in return. As the two slurped on each other the guys watched on in amazement until Liz motioned Mark over and then guided his rock hard tool into Mary's waiting snatch. Rick was not to be left out and climbed up behind Liz and then slid his member deep into her gash. 

Together the four of them rocked, grunted and groaned. Mary watched as her boyfriend fucked Liz for a few strokes and then pulled out so that she could suck the length of his member only to guide him back into her body. Mark fucked Mary with long slow strokes until at last he was about to cum and he pulled out, squirting his load into Liz's face and chest. Rick pounded into Liz forcefully until at last he could no longer hold back and he pulled out covering her pussy lips with his jizz that dripped down into Mary's face. 

The four of them collapsed and when it was obvious they were spent a loud raucous applause arose from outside the cabin door. They turned to see that a group of students had gathered in the hall and were peering in on them. Elizabeth had only a stray thought of covering herself, but in the blissful aftermath she dismissed it, instead bowing to the cheers of the young men and women. At last Rick shut the curtain and they could hear the crowd drifting away.



Riding the Train



I got back my from my morning workout and realized that I had some extra time this morning before I had to be at work. I decided that was going to take the train into the city this morning instead of driving in. 

I went upstairs and turned on the shower after having my protein shake. I stripped down out of my workout clothes. I noticed that my body smell from the gym, but I also noticed that it smelled like sex. I had sex the night before with my neighbor Cassandra. She has become my fuck buddy over the past month. I was thinking of how good I had it with her. 

She was an extremely attractive woman in her late forties who didn't look a day over 35. She has aged very well and takes great care of her body. She also loved to fuck and I think that she has become addicted to my cock. 

I stepped into the shower and began to wash my body. I am 6'1' and 185lbs. I have light brown hair and green eyes. I have a very athletic build from my days of playing sports in college. I work out about 4-5 days a week to keep my body in shape. I live by myself in a house that I bought last year. I currently am single and have been having great sex with Cassandra and whoever else she has brought into the picture. 

After I showered I got dressed to go to work with a blue dress shirt and khaki dress pants. I work in large city on the east coast as financial trader. I went downstairs and made myself some breakfast. 

I as I was making breakfast I noticed that Cassandra was leaving for work. She was in pair of heels and very short skirt and a blouse. I loved how she dressed so professionally for work. I stared at her ass as she bent over to put her briefcase in her car. 

I thought I would have to stop by later after work to see her. I quickly snapped out of it once I realized that I had almost burnt my toast. After that I finished making my breakfast and sat down to watch Sportscenter before leaving for work. 

It took me 10 minutes to drive to the train station. I had no trouble finding parking and I walked into the station and bought my ticket. I went through the turnstile and walked up to the train platform to wait for the train. There was a good amount of people waiting for the train. I also happened to notice that there were a few attractive women there. They ranged from my age in the mid-twenties to into their forties. This is one perk that I didn't think about in taking the train to work. 

The train came a couple of minutes later and I boarded the train and took out a magazine from my bag to read. Two stops later I noticed that a lot of people were getting on the train. A woman happened to sit down in the seat next to me. I stopped reading the article I was reading and glanced over at her. 

I was glad that I did this as she was gorgeous. She looked to be about 5'3 and maybe 100 lbs. She had shoulder length brown hair and brown eyes. She was wearing glasses. I tried not to stare so I went back to reading my book. Occasionally I would try and steal a glance at her while she was reading the newspaper. 

As we got closer to the city the conductor starter making announcements of the up coming stops. She turned to me and asked me which stop I was getting off at since I was on the inside of the two seats. I told her the last stop and she that was same as me. As I looked at her, she seemed to hold her look a little longer. I started to wonder if it was the new cologne I was wearing. 

The train finally arrived at the last stop and we both got up and walked to the door. It was at this point that In noticed how slim and petite she was. She was dressed in heels and a pair of brown dress slacks with a cream color cardigan sweater. I notice that she has a nice set of perky tits for her small body. 

After putting my ticket through the turn style I followed her and the rest of the crowd up the stairs to the street. I happened to notice that she had on an engagement ring and her wedding band. That was a great let down. I realized where I was and started to head towards my office. She was heading in the same direction. I had about 5 block walk to my office. I notice several other good looking women walking in the general direction that I was walking. I get to my office building, I noticed that the woman that was sitting next to me is going into the building across the street. 

The day drags on and as 4 pm approaches a couple of my buddies come over and tell me that they are going to happy hour and I should join them tell them that I am in and we decide on what bar to go to. 

An hour later we are walking out the door on our way to the bar. After grabbing a table by the bar. I get up to get a round of beers for my buddies. We sit back and talk about our work day and sports. 

About half an hour after talking I notice that the woman from the train walks into the bar with a couple of other people it looks like for her office. They sit down in a booth on the other side of the bar. I have a clear view of her. Our waitress comes around to see if we need more drinks we start to flirt with her as she is a gorgeous 21 year old blond. She has a nice set of tits on her, but I am not interest in her at the moment. I tell the waitress to buy a round of drinks for the table over there. 

She heads over to their table and tells them that I have offered to buy them a round of drinks. My buddy from the train looks over at me and smiles. I wave to her. My buddies ask me where I know her from and I tell them the train ride. Two of my buddies tell me that they have to leave to get home too their wives. 

My other buddy and I get up and go and take a seat at the bar. We have another beer and I tell him that I am going to leave after we get done with this beer. He tells me he was thinking the same thing. He excuses himself to go to the bathroom 

I am watching the sports highlights on TV when I feel a tap on my shoulder. I turn to my left and it is the woman from the train. 

"Hi my name is Elizabeth," she says as she puts her hand forward to shake my hand. 

"Hi, My name is Aaron," I tell her as we shake hands. 

"Thanks for buying us the round of drinks. Would you like to come over and join us," She says as she sits down in the stool next to me. 

"I was going to head out of here soon after I finish this beer, but yeah I would like too," I tell her as my buddy Jason gets back from the bathroom. 

"Aaron I am going to head out of here, I'll see you tomorrow." He says as he pats me on the back and starts heading to the door. 

I grab my beer and Elizabeth and I walk over to her booth were her co-workers are sitting. I sit down on the end of the booth next to Elizabeth. Her friends thank me for the round of drinks. Elizabeth and I start talking and she tells me where she works and how she is marketing department for one of the insurance companies across the street from me. 

I tell what I do for a living. I find out that she is a few years older than me and she just turned 30 about a month ago. A couple of her co-workers leave and we decide to stay for another drink with the other 3 co- workers that are there. 

I excuse myself to go to the bathroom. Once in there I pull out my cock to take a leak and notice that I have a hard-on and I notice a little bit of pre-cum on the tip of my cock. I think to myself that I would love to have sex with Elizabeth. I return to the booth and she is the only one there. 

"Where are your co-workers?" I ask her as I sit down next to her. 

"Well they decided to go to another bar, I told them that I was going to pass on going to the other bar." She told me as she looked me in the eyes, "Besides I am having a nice time talking to you." 

I felt her hand on my right knee as I took another sip of my beer. 

"So Elizabeth how come you are not home with your husband?" I say as I point to her wedding band and her engagement ring. 

"He is away on business for the week," She says with a smile on her face. 

She finishes her drink and ask me if I am ready to go. I finish my beer and leave a twenty on the table. We walk out of the bar and walk the 3 blocks to the train station we are able to get on the train before it pulls out of the station. We sit down the seats together as we did this morning. 

"So Aaron are you seeing anyone right now?" She ask me as the train moves along. 

"No I'm not I got out of a relationship about 5 months ago with a girl that was ready to have a baby. I wasn't ready for that I felt that she was a bit obsessive with the idea of getting pregnant," I told her as I looked out the window. 

"Ohh it seems like a good thing that you got out of that relationship," She said as I felt her hand return to my thigh. 

"I have just been taking it easy, I'm not sure I am ready to jump back into the dating scene," I told her as I turned to face her. 

"Do you have any kids Elizabeth?" I asked her as I notice her hand move up my leg. 

"No I do not, my husband has a low sperm count, so we aren't able to have kids. We aren't sure if we are going to adopt," she said as she looked out the window, "I don't know how much longer we are going to stay together," She said. 

"What do you mean?" I asked her. 

"Well my husband has a hard time maintaining an erection for longer than 3 minutes, so we don't have sex that much, and when we do, he cums well before I am ready too," She told me. 

"He knows that he can't satisfy my sexually and we are on two totally different pages when it comes to sex," She says as her hand has moved up my leg almost and inch away from my cock. 

"Ohh I'm sorry to hear that Elizabeth," I tell her. 

"Its okay, I have come to accept it and I have my ways of taking care of my needs," She says with a smile on her face. 

I notice that her nipples are sticking out through her thin sweater. 

"Say Aaron do you have dinner plans?" Elizabeth ask me as the train comes to a stop. 

"No I don't, I am hungry since I didn't eat at the bar, what did you have in mind?" I ask her as I feel her fingers graze over my cock. 

"Well why don't you come over to my place and I can make something or we can order take out," She says to me as she squeezed my cock with her small hand. 

"That sounds good," I tell her as my cock gets harder. 

"Besides I don't like to eat alone," She says as she gets up from her seat, leaving me with a huge hard-on. 

The train arrives at our stop and I get up trying to conceal my erection. We are the last ones to walk down the platform and I feel her hand on my cock again, just as my erection is starting to go down. She doesn't say as word to me as we walk to her car in the parking lot. We get in her car and she leans over and kisses me on the lips. 

"Thanks Aaron, I wanted to badly to kiss you on the train and at the bar." She told me as she leaned in for another kiss. 

This time our tongues danced around in each others mouth and I felt her hand go right for my cock. I felt her stroke it as we kissed for a few minutes. She broke away from our embrace and said 

"I need to see how big this cock of yours is," as she started to undo my belt. She quickly undid my belt and pulled my cock out of my boxer briefs. 

"Ohh my!!! that is a large cock," she said as she stared at my 8 inch cock in her small hands. 

She immediately bent down and took my cock in her mouth and started to suck on it. Her lips made a tight seal around my cock as it filled up her mouth. She wasn't able to get all of it into her mouth, but she was certainly trying too. 

I felt her bob up and down a few times and my cock and then she started to lick the underside of my shaft while she still had my cock in her mouth. 

"Ohhh Elizabeth that feels great," I said to her as I leaned back in the passenger seat. 

She continued to work on my cock and I felt her hand start stroking me as she was sucking on the head. Her hand wasn't able to fit all the way around my cock. I could feel myself almost ready to cum. 

"I'm going to cum!!" moaned to her. 

She took this as her cue and began to really go to town on my cock. I felt the first stream of cum spew out of my cock into her mouth. 

"Ohhhhhh yesssss Elizabeth I'm cumming," I moaned as the cum kept on flowing out of my cock. 

I finished cumming and she kept my cock in her mouth a few seconds after that. She sat up and looked at me.

"That was fantastic Elizabeth," I told her. She leaned over and gave me a passionate kiss on the lips. I could taste my cum on her lips and tongue. I had grown rather fond of the taste of my own cum. She pulled away and bent down again an this time she licked my cock clean of any remaining cum. Then she stuffed my cock back into my boxer briefs and zipped up my pants. She put her seatbelt on and started her car without saying a word to me. She pulled out the train station and headed towards her house. 

"I haven't sucked a cock like yours Aaron in quite sometime," She said to me as she stared straight ahead on the road,"We are talking all the way back in college, and you know what?" she asked me.

"What" I responded back to her. 

"I only sucked on that guy's cock, I never fucked him. I vowed to myself that if I ever came across a cock that big again, I wouldn't let him get away way without fucking him a few times," She said. 

"I knew that you were a good lucking guy, but I didn't imagine that you would have a monster down there in your pants," She said. 

"We need more privacy than this car and I need more room to really have a good time with that cock of yours Aaron," She said as she turned onto a street. 

She turned into a drive way and turned off the car. "Lets go, I really need for you to fuck me with that cock of yours," She said to me as I took off my seatbelt. 

We went inside of her house and she took my hand and led me right upstairs to her bedroom. She sat me down on the bed and started unbuttoning my shirt. After she had my shirt off, I took off her button up cardigan sweater. She has on a white tank top on underneath and I removed that to reveal her breasts encased in a cream color satin and lace bra. She kissed me on the lips as she reached down and unzipped my pants. She had me stand up as she pulled my pants down and helped me take off my shoes and socks. I kissed her some more as I groped her tits through her bra. I slid my hands down her firm stomach to her slacks and unzipped them and let them fall to the floor. She was wearing a matching thong. 

I pulled her into my arms as we fell back on to her bed. We began rolling around on the king size bed as we kissed. I felt her hand slid back down into my gray boxer briefs and began stroking my already erect hard cock. I slid my hand down between her thighs and pulled her thong to the side and slid a finger into her sopping wet pussy. I could feel that she had a clean shaven pussy and a pretty big clit. She was rather wet so I slipped a second finger into her pussy and started to work them in and out of her wet hole at a pretty good pace. She began stroking me harder as I heard her moan. I could tell that she was on her way to an orgasm. 

"Ohhh yes Aaron thats it right there, Don't stop!!" She moaned in my ear.

I kept on going and started to rub her enlarged clit with my thumb. This send her over the edge into her orgasm. 

"Ohhhhhhh god yesssssss, yess yessssss yessssssss!! " was all that she could get out of her mouth as my fingers continued pleasuring her pussy. 

We kissed passionately for a few minutes and then I withdrew my fingers from her wet vagina. I licked my fingers clean tasting the sweet taste of her nectar. She was laying on top of me. 

"Aaron that was great, you are very talented man." She said to me as she ran her hand across my muscular chest. 

She slid down my body and began pulling my boxer briefs off of my body. I lifted my ass off of the bed and she was able to pull them off completely. She then climbed back on top of me andtook off her bra revealing a very nice set of tits. I reached up and began to play with her nipples. They were very large and hard. I groped her firm breasts. She leaned forward and began to dangle her tits in my face, moving them back and forth across my face. 

I wanted to suck on her nipples but she wouldn't let her hard nipples say between my lips long enough. I slide my hands down her firm body and started to pull her thong off at her hips. After they we got them out of the way she moved her legs so that she was straddling me and then she lifted her self up and positioned my cock below her pussy. I could see her pussy juices glistening on her lips as the tip of my cock slid into her wet hole. 

She took her time working my cock into her pussy. She took her time getting used to my size. The entire time never breaking eye contact with me as I fondled her breasts. About a minute or so later she had pretty much all of me in her. 

"You feel so great Aaron," she said. "I have never felt so filled up." She leaned forward and we kissed as I continued to play with her tits. 

She started to move her hips back and forth as my cock savored her warm wet cunt. She reached up above my head and grabbed onto the head board as she rocked back and forth on my cock. I reached up and I intertwined my hands we hers as we settled into a nice slow pace. I could tell that she wanted this to last as long as possible. We continued like this for 15 minutes. I enjoyed it because I was in no rush to cum. Occasionally she would sit up and arch her back and left out a few moans before she would fall back onto my chest and kiss me. 

I slid my hands down to her ass and started to feel her very firm ass. I spread her ass cheeks with my hands and would run my fingers up and down her ass crack stopping at her asshole each time. 

"You can put a finger into my asshole if you Aaron, I enjoy that a lot," She whispered into to my ear. 

I took that as my invitation to slide a finger into her tight little rosebud. As soon as I did this she let out a moan and I felt her vaginal muscules tighten around my cock. 

"Ohh yessssssssssssssssss!!" she moaned. 

She picked up the pace and began to fuck me a lot faster. I could tell that she was approaching another orgasm. I looked into her eyes as this orgasm was more powerful than the last one. 

"Ohh yessssss Aaron, oh yesssssssssss!" She moaned as I watched my cock go in and out of her wet pussy. 

My cock was coated with her love juices. She leaned forward and whispered into my ear that she wanted to change positions. We rolled over and I was on top of her. I pushed her knees back into her chest and was really able to get deeper into her. I was able kiss her passionately as my cock pistioned in and out of her slick pussy. She put her feet on my shoulders as I kept on pounding away. We continued like this for a couple of more minutes. I could feel her pussy juices all over my balls as they slapped against her ass. 

I grabbed onto the head board to give my self more leverage as I was really fucking her nice and hard. 

"Ohhhhh Yeah Elizabeth, your pussy is great," I moaned as we kept on fucking. I noticed that we were both starting to sweat as our fucking intensified. 

"Ohhh Aaron, I want you to fuck me from behind," She told me. I pulled my cock out of her pussy making a popping sound as it pulled out. 

She turned and got on her hand and knees and I got behind her. Because she was shorter than me, out alinement didn't work out. She told me to get off the bed and I did as I was told. She stood at the edge of the bed and bent over onto the bed. I was able to line my cock up with her wet little cunt and quickly entered her. I really started giving it to her and I wasn't holding back as I was pounding her pussy. 

She had her head buried in a pillow, so I couldn't tell was she was saying. Sweat was dripping off of my forehead and I noticed it forming on the small of her back. She lifted her head off of the pillow and turned back and looked at me. 




Riding the Train



"Stick your finger in my asshole, I'm ready to cum real hard. Make sure to fill up my pussy with your cum." She said to me. I pulled her ass cheeks apart and slid a finger into her asshole. I decided to stick another finger. I was getting ready to cum, when I felt her pussy muscles clamp down on my cock. This set me off into my orgasm and my cock started to explode. 

"Ohhhhh yeah Elizabeth, I'm cumming," I moaned. 

She lifted her head from the pillow. "Ohhhhhhhhh myy goshhhhhh ohhhhhh yessssssssss yesssssssss!!" She moaned. 

I kept on cumming and cumming. Finally I stopped cumming. I was able to lean forward and kiss her on her back. I wasn't sure if she passed out from her orgasm. I pulled my softening cock out of her pussy and moved her up onto the bed. I then spread her legs and started to lick all of our juices flowing out of her well fucked pussy. I guess she was awake because I heard her moaning. After I finished cleaning her up I moved up on the bed and kissed her on the lips. 

"Aaron that was some of best sex I have ever had," She said to me as I lay beside her. 

"I really enjoyed it Elizabeth. Your pussy is so tight," I said to her as I played with her nipples. 

" Are you ready to hop in the shower, we can order chinese after that," She said to me as she sat up in bed. 

She got up and walked into the bathroom and turned on the shower. I got up off of the bed with my cock still semi-erect covered in our juices and followed her into the bathroom. We both got in the shower and just held he each other for a few minutes. Then we took the time to wash each other and caress each other bodies. 

After this Elizabeth got down on her knees and started sucking my cock back to life. I was hard in no time and felt my self ready to explode. I told her to stop and she did. Then I turned her against the shower wall and lifted her left leg. I was staring into her eyes as I inserted my cock into her vagina for the second time of the night. 

Once I was all the way into her I then grabbed her other ass cheek and I was able to lift her up off the ground. She proceeded to wrap her legs around me as I started fucking her up against the wall. I was able to stick a finger into her asshole as we fucked. We fucked for several minutes and then I put her down and she bend over and I fucked her from behind while sticking two fingers into her asshole. This sent her off into another orgasm. 

After spending 45 minutes in the shower we got out and she put on a silk robe. I slipped into my boxer briefs and she found a t-shirt for me. 

We went down stairs and she ordered food for us. It was about 8:30 at night when we finally got the food. Being the horny woman that Elizabeth is. She left her robe almost wide open when the guy came to deliver the food. We had another glass of wine each while we ate. 

"Aaron, will you spend the night with me?" Elizabeth asked. 

"Yes I would love too," I told her as I leaned over and kissed her on the lips. 

She then got up and cleaned off our plates and then went upstairs. I turned on the tv and started watching the golf channel. About 10 minutes later I heard her come down stairs. 

I could tell that she was behind me on the couch. She then leaned forward and put a blind fold over my eyes. I started to say something but then I figured to just go along. She tied the blind fold rather tight around my eyes. She had me stand up. Then she took off my t-shirt and she pulled down my boxer briefs and found that my cock was erect. I felt her finger tips graze it lightly. 

"Are you okay with this Aaron?" She asked me as she took my hand. 

"Yeah I am fine with this Elizabeth." I told her as I wondered what was going to happen. 

We went up stairs and she sat me down on the edge of the bed. She then instructed me to lay down on the bed. I felt her climb on to the bed and then she got on top of me. I could tell that she was wearing lingerie of some sort, I was curious to see what it was. She then began to tie my hands to the head board and then she did my feet. I was started to get excited wondering where this was going to go. I am a big fan of being tied up and it has been a while since I have been tied up. 

All of a sudden I felt her untying the blind fold. She removed it from my eyes and I could see her standing next to the bed in a pink satin bra with black lace trim. She also had on a matching thong and black thigh high stockings and heels. 

"Wow Elizabeth, you look fantastic," I told her as my erection got harder. "Thanks" She said with a smile. 

She climbed in top of the bed and straddled my body once again. She kissed me on the lips and told me that I was in for a good time. She then licked her way down to my cock and started to lick it and my balls. I felt her push my legs further apart giving further access to my asshole. I was glad that I chose to shave down there the other night. I felt her to start to rim my asshole with her tongue. 

"OH that feels great." I told her as she stuck her tongue into my asshole. This was a new sensation for me. 

Cassandra had only stuck her finger in my asshole and not her tongue or anything else. Elizabeth kept on alternating between my asshole and my balls. This was driving me crazy. Elizabeth then climbed back on top of me and put the blindfold back over my eyes. I didn't know what to expect next but I felt her move back down in between my legs. 

She started sucking on my cock again and licking my asshole. She continued doing this for the next couple of minutes. I then felt her stop and move around on the bed. My cock back inside of her mouth again. I was unsure of what she was doing. I think felt something cold by my asshole and she back to rub her fingers around my asshole. I wasn't sure what she was doing. I then felt two of her fingers slide all the way into my asshole with no problem. I let out a sigh as settled her fingers in my asshole. 

"Do you like that Aaron?" Elizabeth asked me. 

"Yes I do very much, something feels different though. It is very wet down there," I told her. 

"I put some lube on your asshole so my fingers would slide in there a lot easier," She said. 

She worked her fingers in and out of my asshole for a while, but she wouldn't suck on my cock. She would occasionally tease me and lick the shaft of my cock. After a while she stopped playing with my asshole and then she shifted around on the bed. My erection was still throbbing and needed to be taken care of. I felt some more lube on my cock this time. I felt her hand stroke my cock up and down the shaft several times. I guess she was spreading the lube out evenly over my cock. I then felt her shift around on the bed some more. 

I couldn't tell what she was doing, but then I felt her starting to squat down onto me. I felt my cock starting to enter her, but she felt much tighter than before. As she slowly worked her way down on my cock I felt her tightness. She stopped when she had about 3/4 of my cock in her. I felt her lean forward. 

"Aaron, I am going to take off the blindfold, but I want you to keep your eyes closed until I say so. Do you understand?" 

"Yes" is all I could say in response. I felt her remove the blindfold and I kept my eyes closed. 

"Okay you can open them." Elizabeth said. 

I opened my eyes and was staring right into her eyes. She leaned forward and kissed me on the lips. I wasn't able to put my arms around her since they were still tied to the head board. 

"I want you to show you a little surprise I have for you," she said as she began to lift herself up off of my cock but not letting my cock slip out of her. 

"Look" She said. I looked down to see that my cock was half way into her asshole. 

"Wow Elizabeth, I can't believe that you are letting me fuck your ass." I told her as I smiled at her. 

"I love getting fucked in the ass and I wasn't going to let you leave without doing that to me sweetie." She said as she started to move up and down on my cock. 

I stared down at my cock watching most of it disappear in and out of her tight little asshole. She soon started moaning as my cock was impaling her tight little rosebud. She had taken off her thong so I could see all of her juices on her lips and a wet spot of them on my pubic bone. 

"Elizabeth I would really love to play with her pussy right now but I can't because my hands are tied up," I told her as I watched her bounce up and down on me. 

"Don't you worry Aaron, I have just the thing to take care of that," She said as she stopped bouncing up and down and reached over to her night stand. She grabbed a 7 inch dildo with a base to it. She licked the bottom of the dildo and placed it right on my pubic bone were the wet spot was. 

She then lifted herself up and slowly slide the down on the dildo as it went into her wet pussy. She was now being impaled by my cock and the dildo. 

"Besides I like seeing you tied up," She said to me with a smile on her face. She started riding my cock and the dildo again and within seconds she was cumming. I wasn't ready to cum but I was enjoying the sight of her get herself off. 

She would occasionally reach down and rub her clit while riding the two phalluses. I felt extremely helpless and useless as she was basically using me for my cock. But I was loving it. 

"Ohhhhhhhhhh Aaron your cock feels so good," She moaned. 

Elizabeth then reached behind her and slipped a finger into my asshole. She pulled the dildo out of her pussy and placed it on my chest inches from my mouth. The next thing I knew she spun around and her back was now facing me. She grabbed hold of my legs to steady herself and then with one hand she slipped two fingers into my asshole and started fucking my well lubed hole. 

In the mean time was ready to lick the dildo to lick all of her juices off. She fucked my cock like this for a little while and then she turned back around to face me and leaned forward and we kissed passionately. I felt her hands move above my head and she started to untie the scarves around my wrist. 

"Before I untie you Aaron, I want you to do one thing for me," She said as we were inches apart. 

"Sure" I said. 

"I want you to lick my cum off of this dildo," She said as she held up the cum covered dildo. 

"Okay I will do it," I told her. 

She still hadn't loosen the scarf enough to free my hand. She then started to stick the dildo into my mouth. I opened up wide accepting the silicone penis. I had never had another penis in my mouth, but that didn't stop her from putting half of it into my mouth. I sucked off all of her juices and then she took it out of my mouth. 

"You look like you are enjoying that Aaron," She said. She then stuck it into my mouth this time further. I almost gagged on it, before getting used to its size and girth. She pulled it out and then held the bottom part where the balls are so that I could lick her cum off of them. I licked them pretty clean, even putting one of them in my mouth. 

"Very good job Aaron. You looked quite comfortable doing that," She said as she put the dildo down next to me. She then loosened the scarf on my right hand, and then the one on my left hand. 

She then sat up completely and reached behind her back and unhooked her bra and removed it in a very sexy way. I reached up and grabbed her hard nipples. I played with her nipples and breasts as she continued to grind on my cock. She then leaned forward and kissed me. I felt my cock slip out of her asshole. 

"Aaron, fuck me from behind," She whispered into my ear. 

She then moved off of my and got on her hands and knees. She tossed the lube back to me and I put some more on my cock and on her asshole, taking the opportunity to slip a finger into her asshole. I then moved up and positioned my cock at her backdoor entrance and start to slowly push it. I was surprised on how easily it slipped into her. I grabbed her hips and got into a nice rhythm of fucking her tight little asshole. She reached back with one hand and started to rub her clit. I picked up the pace and she started to moan. I felt myself getting closer to cumming. After a couple of minutes she turned back to me. 

"Aaron I want you to fuck me while I'm on my back," She said. 

I quickly pulled my cock out of her asshole. She turned on her back and spread her legs. She then took two pillows and put them under her ass to prop her up. She grabbed the dildo as I moved up in between her legs. At that point I pushed my cock right back into her waiting asshole and she put the dildo into her pussy. I was able to lift her legs and I started pumping away at her tight little hole. Watching her fuck herself with the dildo was all I needed and it was all she needed as well. 

"Ohhhhhhhh goddddddddddd Aaron I'm cummmmming!!!" was all she was able to moan. 

"Ohhhhhhhhhh Elizabethhhh I'm cumming too!!" I said as I felt my cock explode in her asshole. I kept on pumping away for a few more thrust. 

"Yessssssss yesssssssss cummmm in my asshole!!" She moaned as she grabbed her right tit. 

I kept on cumming. I then pulled my cock out of her asshole and shot several streams of cum all over her stomach and tits as I watched her finish fucking herself with the dildo. 

I fell on the bed beside Elizabeth and kissed her on the lips.

"Elizabeth that was wonderful. Your asshole was so tight," I told her. 

"Thanks Aaron I really enjoyed that, your cock just fit perfectly in there," She said. 

She pulled the dildo out of her pussy. She turned to me and she started to stick it into my mouth as I started to suck all of the cum off of it. She then took it out of my mouth and she stuck it in her mouth and licked more cum off of it. She then put it aside and scooped up some of the cum on her tits and fed it to me. I licked it off of her fingers savoring the taste of my own cum. I then did the same and fed the cum to her. 

After we had gotten all of the cum off of her tits and stomach, I moved down the bed and got between her legs. I licked her pussy clean which brought her to another orgasm. After that I moved down and licked as much cum as I could from her asshole. 

"Thanks Aaron, you are really great," She said to me as she got off of the bed and took my hand. She led me into the shower where we took another shower together before getting into bed and fucking one more time before falling asleep with her on top of me and my cock in her pussy. 

We woke up early in the morning and fucked again before she dropped me off at my car. We agreed to see each other again, because she had big plans for us in the bedroom. I drove home and took a quick shower before walking out the door to leave for the train station.



'Riding' the Train



"Eat me... Now." She commanded. This was evidently all the man needed as he was on his knees and between her legs like a speeding bullet.

The man lightly kissed her on her actual pussy lips before peppering kisses lightly around the labia. Using his tongue, the man then started to rapidly flick up and down around her luscious labia. With a quick change of pace, the man then thrust his tongue inside of Gemma, exploring her wet love canal.

Gemma groaned aloud, much like she did when she was fantasizing over the young receptionist. She took her hands down from above her head and started to push the young man deeper to her sopping wet pussy. 

The man definitely didn't seem to mind and was more than eager to get even closer to her pussy. Changing his position from flicking his tongue up and down, he started to attack her hardening love button. The man kissed her clit softly, before wrapping his lips around the button and started to suck on it lightly. 

She tilted her head back and moaned to the ceiling as the new lover delivered the utmost oral pleasure. Gemma let out another groan as he tugged her bum to the end of her seat. While he sucked on her clit, he then moved his right hand up her soft, silky thighs and slid his index finger up Gemma's bum crack. The surprise of double penetration made her eyes open with shock and look down at the man who was still going at her with reckless abandon.

He kept his hand on her thigh, holding her steady while he ate her pussy. The man moved his tongue from her clit and pushed his tongue deep into her pussy. Lightly flicking his tongue in and out of her folds literally tongue fucking her. Gemma groaned at the pleasure running over her as she tried to stay calm and quiet.

"Oh God! I'm so fucking close!" Gemma said, in a quiet voice. Her breathing getting shallow as she neared her point of no return. Her lover could almost sense this and decided to bring out his party trick. Taking hold of her clit once more, he bit down lightly making sure to blend both pain and pleasure. He then removed his hand from her waist and started to pump his fingers in and out at a rapid pace, while his free hand danced around her arsehole. Gemma started to cum and just as she did the man shoved his fingers up her arse. The sudden double penetration this time did its job and tipped her way over the edge.

"Argh!" Gemma screamed aloud and let her cum wash all over the young man's face who happily lapped it up with a frenzied hunger. The blonde's hips were hovering above the seat as she came. The man had since removed his fingers from her orifices and was holding onto her hips while he lapped away at her pussy.

Eventually, she came down from the high and was soon resting on the soft padding of the seat. The man came up from the floor and sat back on the opposite seat. What little cum was left on his face, he had scooped up and sucked clean. He looked over at his blonde lover who was red in the face and was sucking in much needed air. She looked back at him and started to get a big wide grin on her face.

"My turn is it?" She asked with a sly smile. Taking one last gulp of air Gemma dropped down to her knees in front of the man and started to unzip his trousers.

Gemma tugged at the man's elastic banded boxer shorts and pulled them down, his large balls and shaft spilled out from his fly making Gemma smile. It was close to being twice as big as the man from the toilets and he looked ready to go.

Gemma started off slowly jerking the hard member's shaft up and down, making sure to cover every inch of his fuck stick. Gemma's soft right hand was moving up and down, from the base of his shaft all the way up to his head. Reaching the dick's head, she softly wrapped her hand around the head and squeezed it. This elicited a gasp of surprise from the recipient. He arched up from his seat at the sudden pain. 

Gemma smiled at his reaction, he settled down and looked down at her as she continued to jerk him off slowly. Gemma cupped his large balls in her left hand as she started to increase her pace, jerking him off. Rolling his balls around in her hands, she couldn't help but smile and wonder at how much cum he had for her. Slowing her jerking down, Gemma watched as a hint of pre-cum oozed from his piss slit, she continued to slowly squeeze the cum out as he groaned.

'Show time girl!' Gemma thought with a smile as she bent over the man's lap and opened her mouth. Moving down, she wrapped her lips around the man's shaft and started to suck on his dick. Gemma sucked on his cock, running her tongue up and down the shaft as she bobbed up and down. Her tongue was tracing the vein running under his shaft as she tightened her lips while sucking him off. 

He moaned aloud as Gemma started to lap her tongue against the head of his cock as her hand started to jerk off the man's shaft. Her tongue ran around the dick's head in a clockwise, then counter clockwise motion at the end of each lap, Gemma would then tap her tongue several times on the head making him groan even more.

She took her mouth off of the man's head and spat on her right hand. Gemma started to lather up the man's shaft with her now wet hand. Leaning in close to the man's lap, Gemma then attacked his balls taking the right one in her mouth. Gemma sucked on the large testicle as she continued to jerk the man's dick slowly. 

Swapping over, she flicked her tongue against his shaft making him shiver at the touch. Gemma lightly kissed the man's sac and then went back to his shaft. Placing her hands on either side of his body, she kissed the man's head and started to go back to work. The busty, blonde bombshell trapped his shaft perfectly in her mouth and started to bob up and down, sucking and slurping the shaft much to his delight.

They both shared a groan as the blonde haired Manchester native started to increase her bobbing speed. Gemma was taking more and more of his shaft as she started to unbutton her top, letting her large breasts spill out. Once the shirt was unbuttoned, she reached behind her shirt and pulled down her lacy bra. The lingerie fell down past her magnificent breasts letting her tits fall out of the shirt. The man looked down at her globes and leant down to feel her puppies.

The man handled the large breasts lightly, her nipples were hard and were poking in his palms. He cupped and squeezed the flesh as Gemma moaned at the touch. He found a voice as he spoke a request.

"Can I fuck your tits?"

'That's not a new one!' Gemma thought to herself with a smile. She looked up at the man and could only imagine how fucking sexy she looked with a hardened shaft in her gob with her tits out for the cool carriage air.

Dragging her mouth off of his shaft slowly and deliberately, Gemma jerked the man's dick and nodded her head.

"Of course you can love!" She said with a sexy wink. She straightened herself up and wrapped her large tits around his member. She lightly pushed the cushions together and started to pump the flesh up and down all the while looking up at the man with a dirty look on her face.

The dick was poking in between the flesh and provided a neat target for Gemma to aim at. Flicking her tongue on the shaft, she smiled wickedly as the man moaned at her touch. Gemma pushed her globes closer together as she bounced the flesh up and down. 

In the heat of the moment, Gemma realised that she had been bouncing her tits up and down for a while and he must be close to cumming. Looking up, he had a thin film of sweat on his forehead and was starting to breath slower and heavier.

"Close to cumming?" Gemma asked as the blonde started to slow her chest pumping.

"Yeah... Had a bit too much to drink last night..." The man said, in between deep breaths.

"Alright, well I want to get off too. You got a rubber?" Gemma asked, using British slang for a condom. Standing up, she pulled her short skirt up past her thighs so it now resembled a belt.

"Yeah, in my wallet." He replied, standing up, he reached in and pulled out his black leather wallet. Undoing the button clasp, he fished out the foil packet and pulled out the protection. Sliding his shaft into the rubber sheath, the man couldn't believe his luck.

"Oh great!" Gemma said with a wicked smile. She sat down on the man's lap slowly, letting his meat sword invade her soft, wet, tight folds. Both he and the celebrity shared a collective moan as they felt each other.

He put his hands on Gemma's hips as she placed her hands on his chest and they started to fuck. They worked as a cohesive unit, he would lift the blonde up as she would push herself up with the help of his shoulders. 

"Jesus. You're so tight!" The man exclaimed after a few rises and falls.

"I'm tight? You're fucking huge!" Gemma exclaimed as she tilted her head back, moaning to the sky as she started to rock back and forward on his shaft. Gemma moaned as her tits started to bounce as she felt him start to push his way deeper into her.

The only sounds from the carriage was the grunts and groans from the two love makers and the slap-slap-slap sound of their flesh hitting against each other. With her head titled back, Gemma pulled herself downwards and kissed her lover deeply. Their mouths parted as their tongues slapped against each others, wrestling for dominance. He gripped hold of his fellow passenger's firm bum cheeks and squeezed the flesh as they continued to bounce up and down. 

She moaned aloud again and broke the kiss, letting her head fall back to the sky moaning aloud. The man then dove in and started to orally worship Gemma's large breasts. The man sucked on her left nipple as she placed her hands on the head rests of the seats and started to increase her bouncing speed. She was getting closer and closer to finishing and she wanted the release so badly.

While she had been throwing her head around with ecstasy, the young man had moved his hand down to her hardened clit. Rubbing his index finger against the button, the man had triggered Gemma's nervous system making her moan with glee.

Trapping the button, he twisted it in his finger grip as Gemma started to convulse on his lap.

"Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!" Gemma let out repetitive curses as her pussy's walls tightened making the dick deep inside her twitch with fevered anticipation.

"Jesus I'm cumming!" The man let out as she met his orgasm. The two of them came together, her pussy's walls tightened around his shaft as he sent spurt after spurt towards her. The cum smacked against the plastic tip leaving it there. 

There were a few moments that passed as they lay together. She was still kneeling on the seat as he held her closely. The landscape outside of the window started to get more industrial as they neared Manchester. Gemma was the first to notice and climbed off of his lap. Tugging her skirt down and re-buttoning her shirt, she watched him tuck away his knob and redo his fly.

She sat down opposite him and they looked at each other with a knowing smile.

"So... What's your name?" Gemma asked as the tannoy voice came on.

"Good morning ladies and gentlemen, we are arriving in Manchester. Please wait for the train to come to a complete standstill before departing."

A wry smile came on there faces as they both stood up. Walking to the door, Gemma planted a quick kiss on his cheek and spoke softly.

"I really needed that." 



Riding the Trains



My wife is a beautiful, wonderfully submissive, Japanese woman. I have always had an urge to expose and humiliate my wife (the reason that my first wife left me) and so I was careful to choose a second wife who would be a little more "receptive" to my urges. I found her in Yuki.

Yuki is a true beauty, though here breasts are a little small. I really didn't mind that at all -- I enjoy most variations of the female form -- but I knew that I had to change her if my plans to draw the attention of other men was to be fulfilled. So, I had her augmented. Yuki really did not want to have the work done, but she was easily pushed to do it for me. I found a doctor who agreed to push the operation to the limits and, after two procedures (required by some time to stretch her skin a bit), my Yuki was changed from a A cup to a solid D cup. On her slim frame, she looked like she had stepped out of a dirty video game.

Another benefit to the procedure was that, even though she was much larger, she did not need to wear a bra. The size of the insertions kept her perpetually and perfectly pointed outward. Yuki hated to go without a bra, of course, since her nipples, which despite her original small size, where quite larger than normal and tended to become erect at the slightest breeze or hint of attention. 

Of course, my Yuki was not permitted to wear a bra.

It is common knowledge in Japan that men often take advantage of naive school girls who ride the trains to school during rush hour. The packed trains provide ample opportunity for the more experience men to take advantage of these shy young girls who generally submit to the groping and fondling. I asked Yuki if she had ever experienced these humiliations. She was reluctant to talk about it but finally, during our lovemaking after a little too much sake, she did admit to being cornered more than once while gangs of young men took over her body. As I fucked hard into her, I told her that she would have to submit to them again. 

Yuki is 27 and may not normally attract as much attention as a shy schoolgirl, but I had a plan to make her irresistible. I bought her a schoolgirl outfit -- a pleated skirt and matching jacket. Instead of a white blouse or sweater worn by most schoolgirls, I permitted Yuki only to wear a thin white, very tight T-shirt. She could not wear a bra, of course, but I did buy her some cheap, tiny and tight, white panties. I think they are even sexier than nothing at all.

Then we hit the trains. We would head downtown in the middle afternoon and have a few drinks before heading back home during rush hour. I knew that a very few drinks would make Yuki even more submissive. 

We had taken two such trips with nothing happening. Finally, on the third trip a group of about six boys gathered close to her, enjoying my beauty in her short skirt desperately trying to hide her breasts under her jacket. Unfortunately, they lacked the courage to take advantage of her. I knew that I had to get things rolling. We normally sat apart so that Yuki would be seen as helplessly alone, but I worked my my back to her side and pretended not to know her. Then I casually began to rub my body against her and finally, to openly fondle her. I knew the boys were watching and they soon had the idea. I got off at the next stop, but quickly squeezed back on the train moments before the next door down closed. 

As I watched, the boys, encouraged by Yuki's non-reaction to my groping, moved in on her. I worked my way closer to her so that I could watch the young men claim their prize. They started slowly, but their courage grew fast as Yuki did nothing to stop them. I could not really see much of what they were doing in the crowded train but the grimaces on Yuki's face told me much of the story. She squeezed her eyes shut tight and slowly shook her head "no" in a futile attempt to shut out the reality of what was happening to her. I knew that I was forcing her to relive the humiliations of her youth.

Yuki was shorter than these college-age boys, making it even more difficult to see what they were doing to her, but I did see that her T-shirt was now bunched up at her neck. Once or twice I could catch a flash of her bare skin below the bunched up T-shirt. I could not see her bare breasts but I knew that they had been bared and were undoubtedly being well-squeezed by the boys. I saw her jacket slipped off one shoulder. Yuki started struggling harder at that. Being grouped was one thing, but she did not want to be stripped naked on the train. Yuki was pretty helpless to stop them though. She was tightly pressed in the middle of the group of horny boys. I saw her second shoulder being bared as the jackpot was slipped down and suddenly her arm shot up in an attempt to pull her jacket back on. Her arm was quickly brought back down, however, and her jacket soon disappeared from my view. I made a mental note to bring along some extra clothes for Yuki in case she did find herself stripped. I smiled and guessed that Yuki might also be more compliant if she knew that I carried an extra set of clothes for her. But that was not the case today and Yuki was clearly distressed as I saw her T-shirt pulled up over the top of her head and back down, exposing her bare shoulders briefly to me (and a lot more to the boys). 

Yuki was crying now as I watched one of the boys grab her by the head and say something into her ear. I watched my wife grimace and then shake her head "yes". She stopped her struggles stood in the middle of the group. She later told me that she was told that she only get her clothes back is she agreed to give them each a hand job. I wasn't sure what was going on at the time, but that is exactly what she was doing as she stood there. Her hands each worked on two cocks as she left her naked breasts and the rest of her body open to the boys. 

Of course, after Yuki signaled her submission to this first act, the boys pressed her further. A hand on Yuki's shoulders forced her down. She sent a quick pleading look my way before she disappeared from my view; forced down to cock level in the tight group of young men. 

I had spent some time teaching Yuki how to suck cock and she even learned to take some pride in doing it well. I knew these young men would not last long in my wife's mouth. Later, Yuki told me that only two to the boys actually used her mouth. She had successfully made four of the others come using her hands. Two came on her skirt while she was standing and two came in her hair while she was on her knees sucking the others off.

The boys did keep their promise to return her jacket. They even let her put it back on while they stood around her, but they did keep her T-shirt as a souvenir. This had the benefit of forcing her to press her breasts close to me during the rest of our ride home. 

When we got home I also found that her panties were missing. Yuki said that those had been torn off early in her ordeal. She complained that the boys were rough and that it had hurt to have their fingers exploring her pussy and ass. She did admit that she got wet after a some fondling, but it still hurt at first. She wanted me to help her, but all I offered was that, next time, I would lubricate her pussy and ass so that they would have easier access to her.