0 comments/ 63208 views/ 3 favorites Subway Seduction By: shez Tyson had never seen anyone like her before. She looked like a gothic angel. She was leaning over the railings of the subway platform. She had a beautiful figure. She was small to medium height and slim in just the right places. Tyson looked her over from head to foot. She was wearing black, knee-high leather boots and fishnet stocking over her bare legs. He followed her legs up – they seemed to go on forever. She wore a red tartan skirt, which was so scandalously low you could just about see the curves of her tantalising round arse. Above that, he could see what looked like a see-through black top under a thick leather jacket. Her hair was dyed purple, and it went all the way down to the small of her back. Tyson could imagine it stroking his balls as she rode him. He had to see her… Talk to her… “Lady… Excuse me, lady!” Tyson called over to her. Rayne turned around to see a rough-looking man watching her. By either side of him she saw two security guards who were looking over at the subway entrance. Probably waiting for the police, she thought to herself. Rayne walked over to him slowly. As she got closer she could see him in greater detail. He was about four days unshaven, and his hair was dark and shoulder length and hadn’t been groomed in probably the same amount of time. He was fairly tall and extremely muscular; the navy blue tank top and combat trousers refined his muscular physique further. As Rayne got closer to him, she noticed his dark eyes; almost black, like a shark’s. She could see no emotion in them whatsoever. Rayne founder herself staring into his eyes when she was merely a foot away from him. “You wanted me?” Rayne inquired. “Yeah. I wanted you to tell these two clowns that you saw me earlier.” Tyson stated, with his deep, masculine voice. Rayne looked at him for a second, then turned to one of the guards, “Yes, I saw him earlier standing on the platform.” “What time would this have been, madam?” The guard asked. “He was waiting for the 12:05pm, so it would have been roughly eleven thirty.” Rayne replied. There was a momentary silence as the guard that had spoke to Rayne looked at his colleague. They then walked over to a door marked ‘private’, assumedly to re-inform the police. Rayne turned and walked back over to her position overlooking the people gathered on the platform. She felt someone brush past her left shoulder and saw the rough-looking man stood beside her, not taking his gaze from her. “Thanks for that babes. I’m Tyson by the way. And you are?” He asked. “Rayne…” She stopped to look at him, wondering whether she wanted to know the answer to her question, “What did they pull you for?” “I wondered when you’d ask that.” Tyson smirked, “I didn’t pay, that’s all.” “So why did you need an alibi for a time, not a place?” Rayne asked. Smart and beautiful, Tyson thought. “Ok, ok. I saw a guy creeping round some little girl. She must have been about seven. She was waiting for her mom outside the toilets when the guy asked her if she wanted to go and get some sweets. The little girl didn’t know him because she looked at the toilet door. She wanted to run. So I hit him. Turns out I broke his nose and parts of his jaw, and that he was a lost and found guy working here.” Rayne giggled, and Tyson watched her beautiful blue eyes dance as she did so. He wanted her so badly, and his rigid cock was beginning to hurt against the zip of his trousers. He wanted her, now… Right here on the floor. Thankfully he managed to keep his urge under control. “You want to go somewhere Rayne? If that guy id’s me I’ll be in the slammer within the hour.” Tyson said, looking over his shoulder towards the door the two security guards had entered. “Sure. This place is crap. I only come here because I like its darkness.” Rayne told him. Tyson smirked and took her hand. As he pulled her away, her jacket opened. He saw Rayne’s large breasts straining to be released from the black bra that barely held them. Tyson took Rayne up the stairs of the subway and into the bright afternoon sunshine. They both squinted and tried to make their eyes focus in the brightness. Tyson grasped Rayne’s hand tighter and began leading her down the street. They walked from the centre of town to the outskirts. All the buildings were large, un-kept apartment blocks. The streets were filled with old, clapped out cars; most of which had broken windscreens and mirrors pulled off. They soon came to a tattered, four-storey block. Tyson walked up the front steps and produced a key from his pocket. He unlocked the green front door and invited Rayne inside. She stepped into the murky corridor. As they climbed the first flight of stairs, Rayne noticed that only two of the six wall lights actually worked. She began to imagine the placed being used as a drug-dealer’s hideaway. Tyson approached a red fire door with the number six scrawled on it in permanent marker. He removed the same bunch of keys from his pocket and opened the door. Rayne hesitantly stepped inside. The room was pitch black. Tyson went over to what looked like an old cabinet. He took a lighter from what Rayne presumed was a bowl and lit a candle. He then proceeded to walk around the entire room lighting over thirty candles. “No electricity, huh?” Rayne asked. “No, there is electric,” Tyson replied as he lit the last candle. “Just it’s my friend’s place and he can’t afford the electric bills when the lights are on all day. Even if he could, I think he’d keep it like this. Makes the place cosy.” Rayne looked around the room. It made the place look magical. Like a witch’s den. She stepped over to the silhouette of a sofa and sat down. Tyson went into another room. Rayne watched him through the open door. He ran his hair under a tap and tied it back. He then looked in a small bag under the sink and produced an electric razor. He began to shave away his dark stubble. Raven could see a bulge in his trousers as he shaved. She wondered whether his cock would match his tanned, muscular body. She began to feel her crotch warm to her thoughts, and she had to slip a hand up her skirt to pull her sticky, damp panties to pull them away from her moist pussy. Tyson entered the room looking like a different person. With only very fine stubble, and his hair wet and tied back, he looked more like a soldier than the tramp-looking man Rayne had met in the subway. Tyson sat down next to her and looked at her thoughtfully. “So what’s your story?” Tyson asked. “How do you mean?” Rayne inquired, puzzled. “Well you’re not from round here, are you? Got a kind of aristocratic flare in your speech.” Tyson smirked. Rayne looked at him for a second, then down at the floor. “I’m a runaway.” She stated. Tyson laughed. He couldn’t imagine Rayne in ‘proper’ clothes, attending church on Sunday. “How come you ran?” “They kept telling me what to wear, where to go, who to hang out with, even who to date.” Rayne sighed, “That’s what made me run. They tried to fix me up with the football captain. Sure, he was handsome and all, but he was so far stuck up himself he barely noticed the rest of the world existed.” Tyson laughed again. He could tell that the memories were still fresh and painful for Rayne. He moved a little closer to her. “So where’s your digs now?” “Downtown. Staying with my sister’s school friend. She never made it out. She’s married to a financial advisor who she hates to high heaven. Trouble is they’ve got a pre-nup, so even if she wanted to leave him she couldn’t. She’d end up out on the streets.” A tear rolled down Rayne’s face as she spoke. Tyson leaned over and put his arm around her. “So what you gunna do now? You can’t live off fresh air.” Tyson stated in a matter-of-fact kind of way. “Getting a job at the subway. Cleaner. Maybe one day I’ll be able to lock the gates at night.” Raven smiled a forced smile. Tyson held her closer. He could smell fruit shampoo in her hair, and soap on her skin. His raging hard on throbbed and hurt. Tyson’s testosterone got the better of him. Tyson leaned forward and kissed Rayne passionately. His hand moved up to cup her ripe, full breast in his hand. He could feel her pulse, and her breathe on his lips. Never had he wanted to take a woman so badly. In his past encounters he had been patient, and waited for the woman to make the first move; but Rayne had made him want to fuck her over the railings of the subway when he’d first set eyes on her. He tweaked her nipple and she gasped and rubbed her face against his. Her skin was so silky. Tyson soon knew that Rayne wanted him just as badly when he felt her small hand slide down from his chest to his groin. She cupped his balls and squeezed them gently, then moved up to his zipper. She slowly unzipped him and pulled his thick, nine-inch cock out of his trousers and into her hand. Rayne slowly began to rub his thick penis. She started making her movements faster and she gripped his cock tighter as she rubbed him. Tyson threw his head back and gave a deep, masculine moan. Rayne knew how much Tyson was enjoying this. She knelt on all fours on the sofa and leaned her mouth over the head of his cock. Rayne lowered her head and lightly licked the tip of his penis. She could taste his salty pre-cum in her mouth. She flicked her tongue over his cock head over and over until she swiftly placed the head of his cock into her mouth, careful not to go any further than just his head. She began sucking his cock and licking his mans-eye as she clamped her hand harder around his cock and rubbed it fast and hard. Rayne felt a tingle in her pussy as Tyson’s hand slipped up her skirt. He tore a small hole in her fishnets and pulled her panties to the side, then ran his finger over her swollen clit. Rayne shuddered and gasped. She would have screamed if Tyson’s large cock weren’t filling her mouth. Tyson began to thrust his hips forward as Rayne took more and more of his cock into her mouth. She felt his finger rubbing her clit in a simultaneous motion to his thrusts. Suddenly Rayne gasped as she felt a finger slip inside her and start to fuck her. She slowly began to buck against his finger as it propped deep inside her. Tyson watched Rayne’s head bob up and down as she sucked on his manhood. He could see her rocking back and forth on his finger, which was dripping with her feminine juices. He stretched his other hand underneath her, squeezing her left breast, then moving down to her pussy. He found her swollen clit once more and started to rub it vigorously. Tyson felt Rayne let his penis slip out of her mouth, and she started moaning. She kept rubbing his penis, and Tyson fought not to cum too quickly. Rayne’s moans got loader as he inserted another finger inside her and continuously circled and flicked her clit. Rayne began bucking harder on his fingers until he could feel her juices running down his wrist. Tyson knew Rayne was going to climax, so he pushed a third finger inside her and fucked her harder and harder. Her clit was throbbing beneath his finger, and her grip tightened on his cock. She started to scream and Tyson’s fingers were getting wetter and wetter. He felt Rayne’s body shudder, and her screams turned into an exhausted moan. When her climax finished, her knees buckled beneath her and she fell in an exhausted heap on Tyson’s lap. Tyson smiled and looked down at her. She was panting like a dog. Her breasts heaved in her bra and her nipples stuck out like two hard bullets. He gently lifted her head off of his lap and laid it on a cushion. Rayne looked up at him. She watched him take off his top to reveal his muscular arms and bare chest. Tyson bent down and untied his shoelaces and took off his boots. Then he pulled his pants down and let his penis free. He felt so good being naked with such a beautiful, sexual girl in his presence. He went over to her and turned her onto her back. He unzipped her boots and pulled them off. Then he put his hands on her waist and pulled her skirt down. He rolled down her fishnets and then leaned over her. He kissed her and took off her jacket. “Lift up your arms up.” Tyson commanded. Rayne did as she was told, and Tyson took her top off. Rayne unclipped her bra and exposed her perfect, large breasts to Tyson. He knelt down on the carpet and licked her right nipple, teasing it. Rayne lifted her legs up and pulled off her panties. She started to rub her clit as Tyson licked her right nipple and squeezed her left breast with his hand. She looked down at his cock. It was still hard, and she desperately wanted inside her. She lifted up Tyson’s head and pulled him forward to kiss her. He climbed on top of Rayne and groped her breasts passionately. She could feel his hard cock pressed against her stomach. Tyson was teasing her, and he was enjoying it. “You want this, sweet thing?” Tyson played. “Mmm… Put it in me baby…” Rayne moaned. “All in good time. First, I have a surprise for you.” Tyson explained. Rayne watched Tyson get up off the sofa. He held his hand out and Rayne grasped it. He led her into the only door she hadn’t seen inside. It was a bedroom, dark, but cosily lit by candles. It had a huge king-sized bed pushed up against the wall. Men’s clothes were strewn across the floor. The duvet on the bed was doubled over. Tyson pulled Rayne close to him. He groped her breast hard and kissed her passionately. Rayne could tell that Tyson’s hard on was making him wild with lust. In the corner of her eyes, Rayne thought she saw something move in the bed. “Tyson… There’s someone in here…” Rayne exclaimed, suddenly aware of her nudity. “I know sweet thing… I told you I had a surprise for you.” Tyson smirked. Suddenly a man sat up in bed. Tyson grasped Rayne’s hand and pulled her down on the bed. Before she had a chance to say anything, she felt Tyson slide his hard cock into her tight, soaking pussy, and she closed her eyes in indescribable pleasure. Almost instantly, any doubts or reservations she had left her, as Tyson began thrusting his cock wildly inside her. Rayne felt something on her lips. Rayne opened her eyes to find a semi-hard cock resting snugly on her lips. She opened her mouth to let this strange, yet irresistibly large cock into it. Rayne started sucking relentlessly as Tyson pounded in and out of her pussy. She was sure that he’d cum soon, but the strange cock she was sucking was now rock hard, and Tyson was still pounding her. Suddenly Tyson pulled his cock out of Rayne and turned her onto all fours. She continued to suck on the cock that was now slowly thrusting in her mouth. Tyson began to lick her pussy with long, slow strokes. Then he moved down to her arse. He licked her ring and pushed two of his fingers into her soaking pussy. Tyson began thrusting his fingers violently in and out of her as he pushed his tongue inside her ring. He felt Rayne shudder as she had her second orgasm. Tyson took his fingers out of Rayne. They were soaked with her juices. He slid one inside her ring and slowly began to pull it in and out of her. Rayne moaned and gasped as much as she could with the strange cock thrusting harder into her mouth, forcing her to take his whole length down her throat. Tyson slipped another finger into Rayne’s ass as he lapped on her clit. Tyson wondered whether she’d be able to take his length in her ass, as her muscles clenched his fingers tighter than anyone he’d ever had before. Tyson lay down on the bed and grabbed Rayne’s waist. She let the cock slip out of her mouth as she felt Tyson pull her on top of him. He liberally wet the head of his cock with his still wet hand. Tyson slowly lowered Rayne down until he could feel the tip of his cock pressed against her ring. He slowly let her slide down onto his cock until the head of his penis was inside her ass. “Fuck! Your ass is so tight sweet thing… Slowly now… I don’t want to hurt you.” Tyson stated. Rayne moaned as she slowly and gently slid down on Tyson’s cock. She had almost forgotten about his unknown accomplice until she saw him stood in front of her, his cock rigid at the sight of her skewered on Tyson’s cock. He knelt on the bed and pushed Rayne’s legs apart. She moaned as she felt Tyson’s thrusts getting faster and harder in her ass. Tyson grabbed Rayne’s breasts as he started pounding her ass as hard as he’d fucked her pussy minutes earlier. Then Rayne felt it. She felt the strange cock slide inside her pussy, and for the first time she got a good look at the stranger’s face. Rayne’s unknown fuck-friend was extremely handsome. He had short, blond hair, and the same black eyes as Tyson. He came forward more until Rayne’s breasts were rubbing against his slightly hairy chest. He felt Tyson’s hard pounding rhythm in her ass, and he began to fuck her pussy even harder. Rayne felt like she was going to be split in two. She rubbed her face against this man’s, and pressed her lips to his ears. “Who are you?” she asked. “Tiger.” He replied, as he suddenly thrust into her as hard as he could. Rayne came to her third, and most intense orgasm. Subway Seduction Ch. 02 Rayne left Tiger’s apartment in a daze. Tyson walked her to her door. He kissed her, and promised he’d see her again soon. Rayne wondered whether he was as honest as he seemed, or just an opportunist who had had his fill of her. Rayne spent the next few days working her schedule to make sure she was at the subway at the same time, and in the same place, as when she had met Tyson. Nothing. Not a sight, or a sound. No one had seen him, and most people didn’t even remember him being there in the first place. Although Rayne wanted to believe that Tyson was going to come back, and teach her all that he knew about sex, Rayne’s hope was fleeting. After two weeks of waiting, she deduced that he was just another creep who was out for a good time. Rayne started her cleaning job the following week. She was getting by, paying half her rent and half the bills, although for the money she was making, she had to work long hours, and had almost no time for herself. The first Thursday she started her job, she finished early. Rayne went to get changed in the staff toilets, and then went over to the balcony overlooking the platform. She liked it here. It was her place to stop and think about things. As Rayne stood there, she felt a hand gently stroke over her ass. “Tyson?” Rayne asked. “Sorry sweet thing, no deal.” The woman’s voice said. Rayne turned to see a red, wavy haired woman smiling at her. She was tall, slim, and fairly pretty. She wore knee-high leather boots, a leather skirt, waistcoat and jacket over that. The blackness of her leather outfit brought out the colour of her hair, and her emerald-green eyes. “Sweet thing… Tyson sent you.” Rayne said. “That he did. He’s rather unforgettable, isn’t he?” The woman asked. “Yeah… I’m Rayne.” She replied. “I know. I’m Jinx.” She told Rayne. “So where is he?” Rayne asked her. Jinx didn’t respond. She simply took Rayne’s hand as Tyson had, and took her up to the exit of the subway. It was late now, and dark. Jinx led Rayne presumably down the same streets that Tyson had taken her three weeks ago. Rayne didn’t recognise anything in the gloomy darkness. The battered, old buildings looked almost elegant with their flaws hidden in blackness. Jinx took Rayne to a place she did recognise. The green front door that Tyson had opened, and invited her into his world. Now Jinx was doing the same. She unlocked the door and took Rayne up those familiar stairs, and up to the door with the scrawled number six on it. Jinx opened the door and Rayne stepped inside. The numerous candles were lit around the room. The bathroom door was closed, and the bedroom door was ajar. Rayne could neither see, nor hear Tyson. “So where is he?” Rayne asked. “He’s through there. I think he’s asleep.” Jinx replied, pointing towards the bedroom door. “So how do you know him?” Rayne asked, suddenly curious, perhaps even slightly jealous of their relationship. “You know Tiger, right?” Rayne nodded. Jinx looked at her. She could tell Rayne was jealous, and rightly so. Tyson was one hell of a guy. “I’m Tiger’s wife.” “But… I don’t understand.” Rayne exclaimed, curious as to this entire family relationship. “What’s not to understand? Two brothers and one brother’s wife.” Jinx explained. “Yeah, I get that… But I… With Tyson and Tiger…” Rayne said, unsure of how to word her confession. “You fucked them. I know. Big deal. Listen, we have an understanding. Tyson can fuck anyone he likes, except me. Him and Tiger share women, and sometimes I bring a girl in for them, but he can’t fuck me. Hell, if Tyson likes you as much as I think he does, it won’t be long before Tiger isn’t allowed to fuck you anymore. Make the most of it sugar.” Jinx told her, in a rather matter-of-fact kind of way. Finally Rayne understood. They were all over-sexed, and their only boundaries were the women they cared for. After all, if you stood and watched your brother fuck your wife, could you really leave them alone together, Rayne thought? It simply stops jealousy. Strangers off the street were fine, but not family. Rayne gasped out loud as her thoughts cleared in her head. So was she just another person off the street, or did Tyson genuinely ‘like her’, as Jinx had said? Rayne didn’t want to talk anymore. She was aching at the recollections of having Tyson and Tiger inside her at the same time. She wanted to fuck Tyson so bad she could have made him cum in seconds. But Rayne didn’t want that. She wanted to savour what Tyson was offering her – Jinx. If Tyson wasn’t allowed to have her, then there was only one other person who could have her. Rayne smirked and stepped into the bedroom. Rayne sat on the corner of the bed as Jinx leaned against the doorframe. Tyson stirred when he felt someone sat with him. Tyson had woken with an erection, and as he rubbed the sleep from his eyes, he felt his cock stir. Three weeks he had gone without. He didn’t know why, but he wanted Rayne, and only Rayne. He had hoped she’d have found her way back to the flat to find him, but he had waited, and she had not come. Tyson’s cock twitched again and he sat up in bed. “Rayne!” Tyson exclaimed, “What are you doing here?” Before Rayne could answer, Jinx piped up, “Well you were too stubborn to go find her, and there’s her thinking you’d be the gentleman and come and get her, so I had to do something.” Tyson smiled and leaned forwards towards Rayne. He kissed her sweet lips softly. Tyson’s cock throbbed, and he knew Rayne would be aching, and as much as he wanted to pull her down and make passionate love to her, he knew Jinx wanted her reward. Rayne pulled her shoes off and unzipped the black, skin-tight jeans she was wearing. She pulled them down to reveal red, silk panties. She heard Jinx unzip her boots, and then two thuds as she tossed them on the floor. Rayne lifted her black sweater over her head and made sure Tyson got an ample view of her generous cleavage. Rayne turned to look at Jinx. She had removed her jacket and was tossing her waistcoat to the floor. As Jinx stood up, Rayne’s clit throbbed as she saw her petite breasts, with dark nipples. Rayne felt Tyson’s hands on her waist, and then they moved round to her back, as he undid the clasp of her bra, and exposed her perfect, large breasts with their erect pink nipples. Rayne kissed Tyson’s forehead and stepped off the bed. She stepped over towards Jinx, and placed her hands on Jinx’s waist. Rayne tilted her head forward, and softly kissed Jinx. Tyson lay back down on the bed and started masturbating as he watched the show. Rayne slid her hands under the waistband of Jinx’s skirt, and slowly pulled it down her legs. Rayne took a moment as she bent down to admire Jinx’s pussy, with it’s red curls, and also to let Tyson get a good view of her own pussy and ass. Next, Jinx returned the favour. She pulled Rayne’s panties down, and dropped to her knees. Rayne stroked Jinx’s hair, and parted her legs invitingly. From this angle, Tyson could see Jinx pull her tongue out, and watched her slowly glide it along Rayne’s aching pussy. Rayne gasped, and Tyson watched Jinx part Rayne’s lips with her finger. Rayne lifted her left leg up, and rested it on an unused stereo that was lying idly on the floor. Rayne knew Tyson would be able to see everything as she stood at this angle. Jinx began to lick between Rayne’s pussy lips, and when she got to Rayne’s clit, she flicked her tongue lightly over it. Jinx repeated this several times, until she felt Rayne shudder above her. Rayne was close to an orgasm, and Jinx wanted her to make sure Tyson got a good view of it. Jinx placed two of her fingers into her mouth, and then slid them inside Rayne’s pussy. Rayne moaned, and slowly began to hump Jinx’s fingers in a desperate attempt to relieve her pending climax. Jinx started to finger Rayne faster, and she locked her lips around Rayne’s clit and sucked on it. Rayne called out, and Tyson desperately wanted to relieve her frustrations with his waiting erection, but he would let Jinx have her fun first. Jinx began to lap at Rayne’s clit like a puppy, as Rayne fucked herself with Jinx’s two fingers. Jinx flicked, licked and sucked at Rayne’s clit. Rayne held her head back and closed her eyes. She called out loudly, and Jinx felt Rayne climax on her fingers. Tyson could hold himself back no longer. He got up off the bed and grabbed Rayne by the waist. He almost threw her on the bed, and pulled her up so she was on all fours. Tyson roughly pushed three fingers inside Rayne and she called out in pleasure. Jinx came over onto the bed and lay down. She slowly wriggled her way underneath Rayne, and pulled Tyson’s fingers out of Rayne as she began thrusting her tongue in and out of Rayne’s leaking pussy. Tyson pushed two of his soaking fingers into Rayne’s ass, and he pulled her hair so her head was pulled backwards towards him. “You’re turn, sweet thing.” Tyson commanded her. He let go of Rayne’s hair and she dropped her head to have her first taste of a woman. Jinx was wet, and Rayne flicked her tongue over Jinx’s clit. Jinx called out, and began to thrust her tongue faster in and out of Rayne’s pussy. Rayne started to lick Jinx and let her tongue tease the inside of Jinx’s pussy. Tyson took his fingers out of Rayne’s ass, and pushed his cock down over Jinx’s face. Jinx alternated between licking Rayne’s pussy and slipping Tyson’s cock in her mouth. When Tyson was wet enough, he pulled his cock from Jinx’s mouth and pushed his cock-head against Rayne’s ring. On the second attempt, he entered her, and pushed the length of his cock deep inside Rayne’s ass. As Tyson began to thrust in and out of her, Rayne pushed her tongue deep inside Jinx’s pussy. Jinx shuddered underneath Rayne, and Rayne’s tongue suddenly tasted a strong, feminine taste. Then Rayne realised that Jinx had come on her tongue. Tyson began to moan as Jinx gasped and tried desperately to keep her rhythm of tonguing Rayne. Rayne was pushing back against Tyson’s cock, and she felt his balls slap against her pussy, just underneath where Jinx was licking her. Rayne breathing was becoming heavy and her breasts heaved as she was becoming more exhausted. Tyson grasped Rayne’s swinging breasts and groped them as his cock twitched, and thrust harder and deeper into Rayne’s ass. Jinx had finally managed to get her rhythm back, and was flicking Rayne’s clit with her tongue in quick, darting movements. Rayne shuddered; she needed to come. Suddenly Tyson groaned and Rayne felt his warm seed spill deep inside her ass. Rayne felt her ass heat up with his hot spunk, and it suddenly became too much for her. Rayne’s body shook violently, and she started to scream as she climaxed, and her juices ran down her pussy and onto Jinx’s face and in her mouth. Tyson pulled out of Rayne and he lay exhausted on the bed. Rayne gently got up off of Jinx went and lay next to Tyson. Jinx got up off the bed and went into the bathroom. She cleaned herself up, and dressed in a short, sky-blue summer dress and sandals. She went back into the bedroom to see if Rayne and Tyson wanted to come to the club where Tiger was waiting for her. However, when she stepped over to ask them, she noticed they were both cuddled close together, and were in a very deep sleep. Jinx smiled and whispered, “Take care of her Tyson. You’ll never have anyone like her again.” Jinx then turned and left the room. Tyson opened his eyes and smirked, then pulled Rayne closer to him. Subway Seduction Ch. 03 Rayne and Tyson had been seeing each other for over three months now. They had decided that if they were to make any big changes in their relationship then they would talk to each other about it first. Well they'd had that conversation about four days ago, and now a very smart-looking Tyson was in the estate agent's office. Tyson had decided that a suit would be too formal; so he wore a white shirt, blue tie and a smart leather jacket. He had shaved, and had tied his hair back. He still had his rugged looks, but the airs and graces he put on overshadowed them. "So you're looking for an apartment Mr..." The assistant asked. "Yes. Close to the subway if possible. I was wondering whether you had any on Crescent Avenue? And it's Mr Delucia, but please call me Tyson." He told the assistant. "Well Mr... Tyson... We don't have anything on Crescent, although we do have one apartment available on St. Andrews Drive. It's two bedrooms, which will differ the price a little. Would it be just you moving in or...?" She asked, as she typed in details onto her computer. "It would be me and my partner." Tyson replied. "I see... Does she work?" The assistant asked. "Yes, she works as a cleaner. She's been there a few months." Tyson replied, pulling at his tie a little. "I see... And we have the documentation here for your work and salary... Well, you can arrange a time to see it, then when you've decided you can put a deposit down, or you can put a deposit down first. It's completely up to you." She explained to him. Tyson handed her three months worth of rent. "I'll take it." He told her. Tyson stayed for a while, filling out forms and the like. The assistant told him the do's and don'ts. The usual thing, no music after 11pm, no parties, no knocking walls down. Tyson left the office and headed towards the subway. He saw Rayne waiting for him. "Hey sweet thing." Tyson said, and he hugged her tightly. "So what did they say?" Rayne asked him. "We've got it. We can move our things in whenever we like." Tyson replied. "Oh my God! That's brilliant!" Rayne exclaimed. Tyson put his arm around Rayne's waist and the headed back to Tiger's flat. Tyson had managed to get a job that suited them both perfectly. He was now a physical trainer in a local gym. Rich old ladies came in, and all he had to do was measure their heart rate, and tell them what they should and shouldn't eat. The pay was good and the hours were short, and Tyson's wage meant Rayne could cut down on her hours, giving them a lot more time together. They had sat down one night and worked out that their combined wages could pay for rent, bills, food, and leave a little left over for them to go out and have a good time. Things were looking up. * * * * * Tyson and Rayne had been in their apartment for over a week now. They had gone out and bought a steak for dinner. Rayne was busy cooking, while Tyson set the table. Rayne had dyed her hair jet black, and had bought a long, black evening dress for the occasion. Tyson wore black jeans and a white shirt. They had wanted to throw a house-warming party, but as their tenant's agreement stated no parties, they decided a simple meal would be best. The steak was almost cooked, and Tyson went into the kitchen to take the starters out of the oven. Tyson walked past Rayne, and stroked his hand over her silk gown. She looked magnificent, Tyson thought. He wondered whether his guests would be able to keep their hands off Rayne. Tyson got the garlic mushrooms out of the oven as the doorbell rang. He left the starters on the side to cool, wiped his hands on the kitchen towel and went to answer the door. Rayne placed the dessert in the refrigerator and went to greet their guests. She waited for Tyson to bring them into the dining room. Tyson brought Tiger and Jinx into the dining room. Rayne kissed Tiger's cheek, and then Jinx's. She greeted them warmly, but made her excuses, as she had to see to the meal. Tyson took their coats and sat them both down, then left them to chat over a bottle of wine, and then he went into the kitchen with Rayne. "What's up babe?" Tyson asked her. "Tyson I don't know about this... I mean, they're practically family to me now, and that thing you two said about your girls..." Rayne tried to explain. "Sweet thing listen to me. It's ok. If they're being offered it on a plate, they won't refuse it. Besides, it's just this once, and then we'll go find some friends of our own to play with. Think of it as a final acceptance into the family." Tyson told her, and he kissed her forehead. Rayne nodded in agreement, although she was still unsure about this whole situation. She checked the plate with the starters on it; it was cold, so she took it through. She sat across from Tyson at the small dining table they had bought. The conversation was as you'd expect. They talked about the apartment, Tyson's new job and things like that. When they had all finished their starters, Rayne went into the kitchen to serve the main course. Tiger followed her in. "Tell you what, I'll rinse these plates while you serve up." Tiger suggested, pointing towards the starter plates. "Tiger you don't have to do that. I'll wash them up later." Rayne told him. "But I like to make myself useful." Tiger said, as he turned on the tap and began to wash the plates. Rayne served their steaks, and just as she was getting the sauces out of the cupboard, Tiger took her hand. He took the sauces off of Rayne and took them through to the dining room. He came back into the kitchen to take two of the plates in, and as he did so, Rayne felt him brush past her ass. Rayne felt very uneasy as she came back into the dining room. Jinx was smiling and joking with Tyson, and she could tell Jinx was terrifically arousing Tyson. Rayne placed the meals in front of Jinx, and on Tiger's plate. Tiger handed Tyson his meal, and as he was putting a plate down in Rayne's place, his arm gently rubbed against her cleavage. Rayne let out a gasp, and quickly turned to look at Tyson and Jinx. Thankfully neither of them had heard her. Rayne and Tiger sat down, and there was silence as the four of them heartily tucked into their meals. Just as they were all finishing eating, Rayne felt a hand stroking her leg. She looked up at Tyson who was chatting away to Jinx. She then looked at Tiger, who was smiling at her in a very seductive manner. She looked over at Jinx. She had her head held back, and her eyes were half closed. Rayne knew what Tyson was doing underneath the table. Rayne was becoming very uneasy, and as Tiger's hand started to move up towards her inner-thigh, Rayne stood up. "Dessert anyone?" Rayne asked, hoping this would distract Tiger long enough for her to make her excuses and go upstairs. "Sweet thing, I'm not being rude, but I don't think anyone's interested in your dessert." Tyson told her. Jinx giggled, and Tiger was staring at the curve of Rayne's breasts through her gown. "Come here baby." Rayne did as she was told and she went to go and sit on Tyson's lap. Tyson lifted her gown a little. He had found the panties she was going to wear in a drawer, and presumed she wasn't wearing any. He was right. Tyson slipped his hands around Rayne's waist and pulled her towards him, so that she was facing Tiger. Rayne went to sit down, but felt something strange as she did so... Tyson had been masturbating. His cock was free and erect. As Rayne sat down, it easily slipped inside her, as she was wet from Tiger's groping, and Tyson was leaking pre-cum. Rayne could not take her eyes off of Tiger as Tyson began to fuck her. Jinx's hand had slipped down to her pussy, and she was lightly rubbing it. Rayne presumed Tiger was also rubbing himself, as every so often his eyes would roll. Rayne felt disgusted with herself for letting Tyson fuck her while Tiger and Jinx watched, but the thrill was just as great as her disgust. Rayne bobbed up and down on Tyson's cock, meeting him at every thrust, and letting her arse slap against his thighs. Rayne started to moan. She wanted to come, but she didn't know if she could while Jinx and Tiger eyed her. Tyson started to fuck her harder, sending shockwaves through her body. Tyson thrust even harder. He wanted to make Rayne cum in front of Tiger and Jinx. Tyson felt Rayne shudder above him. She called out his name, and Tyson felt her come all over his cock. Rayne heard voices. She could not tell who was talking or what they were saying in her distracted state. She felt herself being moved. When she finally came to her senses, she realised she had been bent over the table, and that there was a cock inside her, fucking her hard. Rayne looked around and saw Jinx bent over next to her. Jinx had her eyes closed and was moaning. Rayne looked behind her. Tiger was fucking her! She looked behind to the right to see Tyson pounding Jinx's ass. Rayne wanted to tell them to stop it, but the feeling of having Tiger's cock inside her after all this time muted her. She wanted to enjoy the sensation. Rayne leaned over to kiss Jinx. She was wearing fruit-flavoured lip-gloss, and her lips tasted sweet. Rayne could hear Tyson groaning. She didn't want him to cum yet. Tiger continued to pound Rayne's pussy hard. He'd pull his cock out slowly, relishing the feeling of Rayne's pussy, then he'd thrust it back in. Jinx started to scream. Tyson fucked her arse as hard as he could, causing her ribs to be pushed right up against the edge of the table. Rayne watched Jinx as she shuddered and came. She lay exhausted on the table. Tiger pulled his cock out of Rayne's pussy and Tyson pulled his out of Jinx's ass. Tyson spread Jinx's legs, and Rayne stood up straight, on rather wobbly legs. She went over to Jinx and knelt down. Rayne began to lap up Jinx's juices whilst Tyson and Tiger watched and masturbated. Rayne put her hands on Jinx's ass cheeks, and she spread them to reveal Jinx's now stretched rim. Rayne buried her face deep between Jinx's cheeks, and began darting her tongue in and out of Jinx's soaking pussy. Rayne felt a hand on her back. Either Tyson or Tiger was unzipping her dress. Rayne nibbled at Jinx's clit, making her squeal and moan. Rayne felt her dress come free, and her large breasts were now exposed to Tyson and Tiger's stares. "That's enough for you. Come here. I want to fuck your ass." Tyson said. Rayne stood up, letting the gown fall from her body. She stepped out of it, and stood in front of the two men naked, and hungry for more cock. Tyson took Rayne's hand and guided her into the next room. Tyson bent Rayne over the new, cream sofa and wet the end of his cock in her juices. Rayne heard Tiger and Jinx come in. Rayne looked behind her to see Jinx unbuttoning Tyson's shirt. Jinx removed his shirt, and then pulled Tyson's jeans down to his ankles. Tyson fumbled to keep rubbing his cock in Rayne's pussy and step out of his jeans, but he finally managed it. Jinx and Tiger were slowly undressing each other, revelling in the sight of Rayne about to be butt-fucked right in front of them. Tyson rubbed his cock on Rayne's ass, wetting her rim with her own juices. Tyson thrust his cock into Rayne's ass, stopping when his balls were pressed right up against her ass cheeks. Tyson let Rayne's ass stretch to his width, and then started slowly thrusting inside her. Rayne watched Jinx get to her knees in front of Tiger. Jinx started sucking on his cock. Rayne watched her head move backwards and forwards. Jinx started taking Tiger's cock further and further into her mouth. Rayne gasped as Tyson began to fuck her ass harder. Her pussy was dripping from watching Jinx suck Tiger. Rayne watched Tiger thrust his cock deep into Jinx's throat, and made a slapping sound with his balls as the whipped against her chin. Tyson started to moan again, and Rayne felt his cock twitch and pulse in her ass. Rayne let out a feminine purr as Tyson exploded in her ass. Rayne revelled in the feeling of Tyson's hot spunk leaking out of her ass. Tiger pulled his cock out of Jinx's mouth and walked over to Tyson and Rayne. Tyson pulled his cock out of Rayne's ass and walked over to Jinx. Tyson pushed his cock into Jinx's mouth, and she started to suck the last droplets of cum off of his cock. Tiger positioned himself behind Rayne and thrust his cock hard into her pussy. Tiger began to thrust hard inside Rayne, pushing her forward over the arm of the sofa. Her breasts swung back and forth, and lightly tapped against the padded armrest. Rayne started to moan. Tiger was really thrusting hard inside Rayne, making her cringe as he thrust. She was enjoying it, but watching Jinx slurp on Tyson's cock was making her jealous. It was arousing her yes, but she couldn't help wishing Jinx wasn't here, even though Rayne loved lapping at Jinx's sweet pussy. "Hey, be gentle with her. She's got to be back in full working order by tomorrow night." Tyson joked. Jinx giggled, and nibbled at Tyson's cock a little. She pressed her petite breasts against Tyson's thighs. Tiger slowed his thrusts down, and Rayne squealed and moaned. Tiger let out a manly grunt, and ejaculated inside Rayne. He pulled his cock out of her and walked over to Jinx. Tiger took Jinx's hand and she crawled over to Rayne. Tiger pushed Jinx's head between Rayne's ass cheeks, and watched her intently as she began to lick Tiger's cum out of Rayne's pussy, and lick up Tyson's cum that had dribbled out of Rayne's ass. When Jinx had finished cleaning up Rayne's pussy and ass, Tiger pulled her up to her feet and kissed her passionately, tasting their mixed juices in her mouth. Rayne pulled herself up over the arm of the sofa and lay exhausted on it's cushions. Tyson went and lay next to her, and Tiger and Jinx went back into the dining room to get dressed. Tyson showed them to the door as Rayne dozed off. "No more of this Tyson. We had an arrangement." Tiger warned him. "Don't worry. It was purely for Rayne's benefit. I wanted her to have as much fun as possible before we settle down." Tyson explained. "Boys, boys! There's no need for this. All four of us know the score. If this was the last time then so be it. Tiger and I have our own playmates, and you and Rayne will get your own." Jinx told Tyson. Tyson watched them leave, and he went and sat next to Rayne, stroking her black hair. He wondered whether this had been a good idea, but looking down at the satisfied expression on Rayne's exhausted face, he felt comforted, and he knew Rayne had enjoyed herself; that was all he needed to know. Subway Seduction Ch. 04 Rayne waited patiently in the apartment. She thought he would be here already. She wore simple, baggy jeans and a maroon sweater - she didn't want him to think that she'd asked him here to do anything except talk. Rayne heard the doorbell ring and she went to answer it. Rayne led Tiger into the living room and he sat down on the sofa. Rayne remembered what Tiger had done to her over the arm of that sofa six weeks ago. She went and sat next to Tiger, who looked more than a little uneasy. "I thought you said Tyson wanted to see me?" Tiger asked her. "Ummm... No... I kind of brought you here under false pretences." Rayne confessed. "Whoa Rayne!" Tiger exclaimed, jumping to his feet. "Oh don't be stupid! It's nothing like that. I just needed to talk to you about something without Tyson being here." Rayne explained. Tiger slowly sat back down on the sofa and looked at Rayne. "What is it?" Tiger asked. "Well I don't really know how to tell you this... It's just that since that dinner party... Well to cut to the chase... I'm pregnant." Rayne replied. "Oh... Well congratulations... But I still don't see why I'm here?" Tiger told her. "Because there's a very real chance that it's not Tyson's baby." Rayne explained. "Don't be stupid Rayne. You two fuck like rabbits, and you're telling me that after one quickie, I got you pregnant?" Tiger asked her stupidly. "It happens Tiger. Besides, I've been to my doctor and he's told me that the day we threw that party was ninety percent likely the day I got pregnant; and if you cast your mind back, you'll remember that you were the only one who came in my pussy." Rayne reminded him. "Well that's lovely and all, but I still don't see why I'm here. I mean, you're pregnant, wow, big deal. And so what if it is mine? You seem to forget, Rayne, that I'm a married man - a happily married man. I don't want a baby yet and I'm damned if I'm going to lose my brother over an unwanted kid." Tiger told her, in a nasty way. "Tiger, you're not listening to me. I don't want you. I don't want you to have anything to do with my baby. All I'm saying is that it might be yours, and what in God's name do you think Tyson will do if it's born with bleach-blond hair?" Rayne inquired. "Shit Rayne, you sure know how to lay it on a guy... I really don't know what to suggest... I guess you'll just have to tell him, and hope he understands." Tiger replied. "Yeah like that would work. I mean, what do you want me to say? 'Oh Tyson, by the way, remember that night your brother fucked me until I was sore; well guess what, I'm pregnant'? I really don't think he'd like that much better than having a blond baby." Rayne told him. "Well you have to tell him. You can't just let him think everything's ok. He's going to notice soon anyway, and then what will you do?" Tiger reasoned with her. Rayne looked up thoughtfully, and noticed Tyson standing at the door. Rayne gasped, and Tiger looked horrified, wondering just how much he had heard. Tiger tried to hide his bulging erection. "So this is what happens when you're at home by yourself Rayne?" Tyson asked, in an extremely angry tone. "I invited Tiger round... I needed to talk to him..." Rayne tried to explain, but Tyson was already moving closer to them with his fists clenched. When he was stood right in front of them, he looked down at Rayne. "How the hell could you do this to me? I gave you everything, and all you can do is fuck around on me with my own brother!" Tyson shouted. "Tyson it's not like that! I had to talk to him about the baby!" Rayne said, trying desperately to explain herself. "Baby? What fucking baby? I'm sick of your lies Rayne, and I'm not going to put up with it anymore." Tyson shouted. "Tyson listen... She's telling the truth!" Tiger said, trying to back Rayne up. Tiger was interrupted by a sudden painful sensation at the corner of his mouth. Tyson had hit him - hard. He had split Tiger's lip open, and was looking at Rayne with purpose. "Get upstairs." Tyson commanded. "Rayne, you know if you go up there he's really going to hurt you!" Tiger shouted, trying to make her see that Tyson wasn't in the mood to play. "Shut up! If you're here when I come down, there'll be shit flying round here and you'll be on the receiving end. Now get upstairs!" Tyson shouted. Whether Rayne had heard Tiger or not, she certainly wasn't paying any attention to him, and she went out of the living room with Tyson, and climbed the six-step flight to their bedroom. Rayne sat on the edge of the bed, watching Tyson as he paced the room. Rayne stayed strong. She knew if she showed any weakness it would be a sign of guilt. "Tyson let me explain." Rayne suggested. "I don't want to hear it. I heard it all downstairs." Tyson told her. "What did you hear?" Rayne asked. "I heard that piece of shit telling you to tell me. Telling you how I'd notice. Well fuck me Rayne you're very good at pretending things are ok." Tyson said, angrily, but he wasn't shouting at her anymore. "Yeah Tyson, I do have to tell you something, but not what you think." Rayne told him, calmly. "I don't want to hear it. I don't want to hear any of it. How the fuck could you do this to me? I could have had Jinx at the snap of a finger but I didn't because I respected my brother and I loved you." Tyson exclaimed. "Loved or love?" Rayne inquired. "I don't fucking know. How can I love someone who has sex with my own brother behind my back?" Tyson asked. "I never had sex with him... Well... Twice... But you were there both times." Rayne replied. "Yeah and the rest." Tyson said. "No. There wasn't any more, I swear to you. That time I first met you and the party a few weeks ago." Rayne explained. "Shut up! Just shut up! I don't want to listen to it! You just sat there and swore to me that you never fucked him without me? What kind of sick bitch are you?" Tyson shouted. He moved towards her then, grabbing her shoulders hard. "Tyson... What are you going to do?" Rayne asked, worried now at his tightening grip. "I'll tell you what I'm going to do... I'm going to take you like he does... Like the slut you are... No more love Rayne, no more sex, just sluttish fucking." Tyson said, as he pushed her down on the bed. Rayne was suddenly paralysed with terror. She knew Tyson could be strong - incredibly strong - and there would be nothing she could do to stop him. Tyson pulled Rayne's jeans down with ease, and threw them across the room. He then roughly pulled her jumper over her head. Rayne wasn't wearing any underwear, as Tyson had told her that he liked 'easy access' when he got home. Rayne watched Tyson pull his jeans down. He kicked them off, and pulled his boxers down to reveal his erection. For a moment Rayne was puzzled; she could not understand how Tyson could be so angry with her, and yet still have an erection. "Turn over." Tyson told her. "No... Don't do this Tyson... Please." Rayne begged. "I said turn over." Tyson commanded, with a more forceful tone of voice this time. Rayne did as she was told, and turned so that she was on all fours in front of Tyson. Rayne was worried that she could not see exactly what Tyson was doing behind her now, but more so by the fact that she could not see his face - his expressions. Rayne felt Tyson push the head of his erect cock to the entrance of her pussy. She could feel herself shaking. Tyson took a deep breath, and then pushed his cock inside Rayne. "Oh God! Tyson stop it!" Rayne called out, sobbing now. "I told you what I was going to do. I asked you to come upstairs and you did - willingly. Did you think I was just going to pat you on the back and tell you it would be ok? You're going to tell me how he fucks you, and I'm going to fuck you twice as hard." Tyson threatened. He speeded up his thrusts now, driving into her as hard as he could. The soft mattress made Rayne move with him, giving her a little leniency from his pounding cock. Tyson thrust harder and faster inside Rayne. She wanted to scream at him, and tell him that he had got this all wrong, but she couldn't find her voice. Rayne tried to buck back against his thrusts, but he held onto her ass cheeks, forcing her from moving. Rayne felt him grab a handful of her hair, and he pulled her head back towards him, pressing his lips against her ear. "Is this how he fucked you?" Tyson whispered. Rayne shook her head as much as she could, and she heard Tyson sigh. "Show me how he fucked you." "He didn't... He didn't..." Rayne stammered. "This is the last time I ask you Rayne. Show me how he fucked you." Tyson repeated. Rayne cringed, knowing that if she told the truth he wouldn't believe her, and if she lied she was admitting to something she didn't do. Rayne had one chance to give him an answer that might make him believe her. "Ok... I'll show you how I was fucked." Rayne told him. Tyson let go of Rayne's hair and stopped thrusting, allowing her to pull away from his cock and change position. Rayne took Tyson's hand and pulled him down to the bed. She made him lie down, and then straddled him, letting his cock press against her pierced belly button. "He never fucked you like this, did he Rayne?" Tyson asked. Rayne was worried that he'd seen through her, and fumbled to give him an answer. She decided to tell him the truth. "I told you, but you wouldn't listen. I have never had sex with Tiger without you being there. Never. I had to talk to him, and yes I brought him here because I thought you wouldn't be here, and I apologise for that, but I won't apologise for something that I haven't done - not even for you, Tyson." Rayne told him. Tyson looked at her doubtfully for a second, but let her lift herself up to press his cockhead against her ass. "I don't want to do this unless you tell me everything Rayne." Tyson warned her. Rayne simply squatted down further, spreading her legs a little, and allowing the head of his cock to penetrate her tight ass. "What do you want to know?" Rayne asked, panting. She slid a little further down his thick pole, knowing that this was his one sexual weakness. Rayne knew that if she could get him to willingly fuck her ass, he'd listen to what she had to say. "I want to know what you meant about 'the baby'." Tyson replied. Rayne tensed a little, and Tyson felt it. He knew he wouldn't like what he was about to hear. Rayne slid down on his cock another inch, panting wildly. Tyson resisted the urge to fuck her, letting her take it at her own pace, and hoping that this would encourage her to tell him what he wanted to know. "I didn't know how to tell you Tyson... I'm pregnant." Rayne told him. Rayne moved swiftly down on him then, impaling her ass on his cock, as if trying to distract him from her confession. Rayne started to bob up and down on Tyson's cock, moaning. "Mmm... Rayne you're so tight baby... What does you being pregnant have to do with Tiger?" Tyson asked her surprisingly calmly, as he started gently thrusting his cock into her tight ass. Rayne let him fuck her for a minute before she answered him. "Tiger... He might... Be the Dad..." Rayne panted. With that, Tyson pushed Rayne off his cock, and she fell to the bedroom floor, which luckily was carpeted. Tiger had heard the band from the kitchen downstairs, where he had found a frozen bag of peas, which he was using for an ice pack. Tiger dropped the bag and raced upstairs. He burst into the room to find Rayne, naked and sobbing on the floor, and Tyson half naked, glaring at her from the bed. Tiger walked over to Rayne and picked her up. He got her a long trench coat, which was hanging from a hook on the bedroom door. He wrapped it over her, and began to lead her out of the bedroom. To his amazement, Rayne stopped him. "No! I have to talk to Tyson!" Rayne shouted, pulling away from Tiger. "I have nothing to say to you Rayne." Tyson replied, pulling his boxer shorts up. "You listened to me. You heard what I had to say, and then this. I want to know what happened." Rayne demanded. "Look Rayne, I'm fed up of this. You tell me lie after lie, claiming never to have slept with Tiger except when I was there, and all of a sudden you're pregnant by him? Don't make me laugh." Tyson scoffed. "No! I said 'might'! 'Might' be his, and that was because of the dinner party when you were there!" Rayne shouted. "Get out of my sight Rayne. I don't want to see you again. Or you." Tyson said, pointing towards Tiger and Rayne. They did as he said and left. Rayne stayed with Tiger and Jinx for a few days, until she had collected all her things from her apartment. Legally, she had no rights, as everything was in Tyson's name. Jinx wasn't happy when she heard the news of Rayne's pregnancy, but she slowly began to accept the thought that Tiger may well become a Father. Rayne moved back in with her sister's friend, and tried in vain to see Tyson. She went to his work, but they said he had found a job somewhere else. She waited at the apartment for him, but he never showed. Rayne even wrote him letters, but she never had any response. In the end, she gave up on Tyson, and decided to face up to the reality that she was soon to be a single Mom. * * * * * ~*~ Thanks for everyone's support on my 'Subway Seduction' saga. Although I believe that this story has run its course, I will consider pro-longing it if there are enough people who want to see its continuation. Please rate it, leave your comments, or send me some feedback. Many thanks, especially to my partner Frank for his inspiration, and to KatLady, for following this saga and sending me feedback from every chapter. ~*~ Subway Seduction Ch. 05 Alisha had intercepted Tyson's two letters and three telephone calls. She did not want Rayne to get involved with him again, after the way he had treated her all those months ago. But now, Rayne had a young baby, and Tyson had wrote and telephoned several times to try and convince Rayne to let him see 'his' child. The last letter had stated simply that he would see them both soon. Alisha knew from Rayne how impulsive Tyson could be, and she knew it wouldn't be long before he showed up. Now, he was stood on the doorstep, demanding to see Rayne and the baby. "Tyson, I can't let you in. She won't want to see you. You can't leave her to cope with pregnancy on her own, and then come around here shouting the odds." Alisha told him. "I just want to see them. If it's mine, I want to sort something out. Some access or something." Tyson explained. "If that were true you would have been there for the birth… Or at least the next day, but where were you Tyson? You weren't with her, and you weren't interested, and now you expect us to bend over backwards for you? Go home, Tyson." Alisha stated, nastily. "I was there. I went there every day for a week, but she never came in. I didn't know if she was going to have a home birth, or use a private clinic or anything." Tyson tried to convince her. "No… The baby was a week late… They brought the birth on in the end." Alisha confessed. "Please, I just want to see them. If she tells me to go, I will, and I won't come back, I swear it. I have to try though. They're my family." Tyson told her, calmer now. "No Tyson. Tiger was your family and you accused him of sleeping with Rayne. Rayne was your family until you almost raped her for something she didn't do. And that little baby is absolutely nothing to do with you." Alisha accused. Tyson felt anger and guilt build up inside him, and he simply pushed past Alisha and into the house. He strode upstairs as Alisha followed behind him, shouting at him to not go upstairs. Tyson tried the first door to find an empty bedroom. The next door Tyson tried revealed a beautifully decorated nursery. Tyson scanned the room, and saw the back of a young girl sat on a baby's play mat. Tyson crept closer to find that it was Rayne, breast feeding a young baby. Tyson watched them, gazing upon Rayne for the first time in almost a year, and his baby for the first time ever. "Rayne…" Tyson said, quietly. Rayne turned to look at him. Tyson looked at the shocked expression on her face, and she stood quickly, the baby still feeding from her now enormous breast. She turned away from him, not wanting him to see the baby, or even herself. "Get out. I don't want you here. Go home." Rayne told him, coldly. Tyson put his hand on her shoulder and turned her to face him. He looked down and tears filled his eyes. "I just wanted to see you. Both of you. I wanted to see my daug… My… I don't even know if it's a girl or a boy. I wanted to see my child." Tyson told her. The baby stopped feeding, and Rayne placed it in the cot. She buttoned her top back up and turned to Tyson, tears streaming down her face. "Boy. I called him Christian. Christian Harley Delucia. And it's a bit late if you don't like it." Rayne told him. "Delucia… You gave him my name?" Tyson asked. "Of course. I thought about calling him my name, but I wanted him to have his Dad's name, so he knows I never wanted to keep him from you." Rayne explained. Tyson dropped his head. His heart told him to sweep them both up and take them home with him, but his head kept reminding him Christian may be Tiger's. He walked over to the cot and looked down at him. He had dark eyes and the beginnings of dark hair. Tyson could see Rayne's face when he looked at him, and even his own, but he still had to be sure. "I want to know for sure, Rayne. I know you never slept with Tiger, I realise that now and I am so sorry for what I did to you. But I still need to know he's mine." Tyson told her. "Fine. I'll sort a date out at the hospital. I'll phone you and tell you when. They told me it takes about six weeks. I don't want you near us until we get the results. I'm not having you win your way around me and my baby, then leave us again." Rayne bluntly told him. "I can't do that Rayne. I still love you, and even if he's not my son, he's my nephew and I want to be part of his life. If he is Tiger's I want to explain to him about his Dad." Tyson explained. "Well that's up to Tiger. Once I know, I'll call him and see what he wants to do. I know he'll never be a proper Dad to him, but he can be a Dad as much as he can." Rayne confessed. "Rayne… Tiger won't be his Dad in any sense of the word… Jinx is eight months pregnant…" Tyson told her. Rayne dropped to the floor, sobbing. Tyson knelt in front of her, and pulled her towards him. He hugged her tightly, not wanting to let her go. To his surprise, Rayne hugged him back, sobbing into his broad shoulders. Eventually she quietened down, and looked at Tyson with red, tired eyes. "Tyson, I have missed you. I know Christian is yours but I understand why you want to be sure. I want the three of us to be a family, but it's going to take time." Rayne explained. Rayne kissed his cheek, and then paused to look at him. She had not realised just how much she had missed him, and how much she still loved him. Rayne kissed his lips tenderly, and Tyson responded, placing his hand on her waist and slowly moving it up to her breasts. Tyson unbuttoned her blouse, hoping she wouldn't stop him. She didn't, and in seconds Tyson was groping Rayne's breasts, kissing her passionately and was about to unzip his trousers, when Rayne grasped his hand. "Please don't stop me now baby." Tyson pleaded. Rayne stood up and switched on the baby monitor, and then took Tyson's hand and led him into her bedroom. She lay down on the bed and watched as Tyson unzipped his trousers and pulled out his erect penis. Rayne sat up, and slid off the bed, dropping to her knees on the floor. She eagerly took him into her mouth, sucking him and teasing him with her tongue. She took his cock out of her mouth and lapped at his balls like a puppy, and then proceeded to lick the length of his shaft. Tyson grabbed her shoulders and pulled her up. He unbuttoned her jeans and let them slide to the floor. Rayne wasn't wearing any panties, and Tyson pushed her down onto the bed, and buried his face between her legs, searching for her clit with his tongue. "Tyson… I need to know… How many has there been since me?" Rayne panted. She gasped and arched her back as Tyson's tongue found the most sensitive part of her clit, flicking it with his tongue. He started to rub her clit with his fingers and looked up at her. "Just two. No one could replace you, Rayne, and after them I stopped looking. I just wanted you back. I realised how special you were, and how stupid I was to ever think you'd done anything with Tiger." Tyson told her, rubbing her bud between his finger and thumb, making her arch and moan. He didn't want to talk about it. He just wanted to please her, as if it would make her forgive him. Tyson climbed onto the bed, on top of Rayne. He pushed his cock forwards, to the entrance of her pussy. He looked her deeply in the eyes, asking her permission. Rayne nodded, and Tyson slowly pushed the head of his cock inside her, her muscles gripping his cock tightly. Tyson slowly slid his length inside her, kissing her breasts and neck as he did. He started to thrust gently inside her, listening to her moan as he started to fuck her. "Harder… Please… Like you used to…" Rayne begged, panting, and starting to buck against Tyson's thrusts. Tyson pulled his cock almost out of Rayne's pussy, thrusting a little harder back inside her. They were soon fucking like animals, screaming, moaning and grunting as they enjoyed each other's bodies again. Rayne dug her nails into Tyson's shoulder, and screaming in pleasure. Tyson thrust even harder inside her, wanting to make her orgasm. He fucked her hard, and then felt a sharp pain in his shoulder, as Rayne had drew blood with her nails as she came on his cock. Tyson slowed his thrusts down, taking long, slow strokes instead, prolonging her intense orgasm. Rayne felt the last waves of her orgasm, and lay back on the bed, panting wildly. She felt Tyson's cock twitch inside her, and she used the last of her energy to pull his cock out of her pussy. "Rayne…? What's the matter, sweet thing? I didn't hurt you…" Tyson asked, looking worried. "You can't… Cum… I'm not using anything…" Rayne panted. Tyson then understood what she meant, and moved higher up the bed, straddling himself over her breasts. He started to masturbate furiously as Rayne licked the head of his cock, teasing him and making him desperate to cum. He felt his balls twitch, and his spunk flew out of his cock, all over Rayne's face and breasts. She stuck her tongue out, catching a few salty drops on her tongue and eagerly swallowing them. As the last few drops of cum splashed onto Rayne's face, she lifted her head and once again frantically took his cock into her mouth, licking his spunk and her own juices off his cock. Tyson looked down at her beautiful face, covered in his cum which he prayed had brought Christian into this world. Tyson knew he could never be without Rayne again. He wanted to make her happy, and keep her safe. Suddenly, a woman's high pitched scream came through the baby monitor, and Tyson and Rayne shot up out of bed. Rayne grabbed her blouse and wiped her face as she ran down to the other end of the hallway. They burst naked into the nursery so see Alisha crying next to Christian's cot. Tyson ran over to her and Rayne went to the cot. "Tyson! Tyson please….! He's gone!" Rayne screamed.