Laura

Laura
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She noticed the buff-looking young Black man as soon as he stepped on to the Tube at Leytonstone Station. Their eyes met and she winked suggestively. He did a slow, thorough survey of her body, his eyes widening in appreciation as he took in her short skirt and long legs. She deliberately moved across the carriage to stand just behind him, and then closer as the Tube became more crowded at Stratford. She pressed her breasts into his back as the Central Line Tube train sped through the tunnel between Mile End and Bethnal Green Stations, opening her legs as she felt his hand reach backwards and up under her skirt. She cupped his crotch as he pulled her tiny thong aside and fingered her clit. Pushing two fingers inside her, he thrust them as deep as he could without attracting the attention of their fellow commuters. She stroked his cock through his trousers. It felt huge and rock hard. Yummy!

No one disembarked at Bethnal Green Station but a few more passengers squeezed into the already crowded carriage. He continued to finger-fuck her, pressing his thumb deliciously against her clit and she came just before they pulled into Liverpool Street Station. He pulled his fingers free and she quickly tugged her skirt down as the majority of passengers surged off the carriage. He winked at her before stepping onto the platform, looking debonair in his designer suit and shiny brogues, his laptop case conveniently covering the bulge of his crotch. She leaned weakly against one of the train’s fiber-glass panels and caught her breath.

She loved travelling by Tube, pressing herself against other people—men and women. There was nothing like grinding her crotch into someone’s ass or having them press their groin into her behind. Most days she was fortunate to fondle a woman’s breast or cup a man’s cock and balls. Three months ago she had been lucky enough to have a stranger fuck her when the crowded train was held between two stations for almost twenty minutes. The short, stocky White man had been standing behind her and she’d had her hand in his fly stroking his stiff cock when the Tube driver announced there was a defective train in front. Pulling up the back of her skirt, she had placed his big, hard cock against her entrance and he had eagerly thrust it up inside her. It had been awkward and he had only managed to get about 4” of his fat cock into her but it had been intense! They had both cum before the Tube finally pulled into the next station.

Later that evening as Laura grilled a tenderloin steak for dinner, she thought of the young stranger on the train. He couldn’t be more than twenty-one. He wasn’t good-looking but he was built. His cock must be a good 8” or more. She’d thought of him all day and her pussy had clenched every time she remembered his big fingers and the way she had cum all over them.

She’d wanted to slip her business card into his pocket and tell him to come over tonight but he was a bit young. Young men tended to cling on long after she got bored with them. She had a very low boredom threshold, one fuck and she was ready to move on. Everyone made an effort to impress when they were fucking new pussy but in less than no time they became complacent and nothing pissed her off more than complacent fucking.

She listened to a Jaheim CD as she ate her well-done steak and a large Mediterranean salad. She loved meat, especially organic red meat and long before the Atkins’ Diet had become popular she’d realized pasta, potato and rice put pounds on her slender frame so she avoided them as much as she could but ate lots of fresh fruit and vegetables.

As soon as she finished her meal, she washed the dishes and tidied the kitchen, then curled up on the sofa, listening to a Luther CD with a glass of red wine.

Damn! She was going to have to masturbate tonight, her pussy was acting up. If she didn’t give it something hard it wouldn’t let her sleep. Her job as an investment banker was very demanding and a night without sleep could seriously affect her business decisions the next day. But she hated to masturbate alone. It was much more fun doing it while someone was watching, preferably masturbating too. Doing it on her own made her feel like a sad, lonely teenager and she was a happy thirty-year-old who was alone by choice!

She decided to have a bath and see if the pussy would relax itself and leave her alone! But no! It was still jumping when she stepped out of the water. She grabbed a dildo from her drawer and crawled under the duvet, naked. She ran her hands over her body a couple of times before she squeezed her nipples between her fingertips. She pushed one of her breasts upwards and wrapped her lips around the nipple. Every time she pulled on the nipple her pussy jumped in response. She changed nipples, tugging and nipping until she felt her pussy juice run between the cheeks of her ass.

Now she was ready for Willy, her largest dildo. Her pussy wouldn’t be satisfied with anything but Willy tonight. It would want something as close to the young stranger’s cock as possible. She rubbed her clit as she pushed Willy inside her slowly. When she had buried him as far as he could go she left him there for a couple of seconds before she pulled him right out again. And again. She was going to punish her pussy for being troublesome, when she finished it was going to be sore and hopefully it would let her get some sleep.

Greedy bitch of a pussy!

The next day as the train pulled into Leytonstone Station she looked for the young stranger. No sign of him.

Damn! It was Friday, and if she had seen him she would have definitely let him come over to give her some of his young cock tonight. Disappointed, she pulled a book of erotica out of her bag and started reading. The next thing she knew, the man behind her was reading over her shoulder and pressing closer to her. She held the book more conveniently and backed her ass into his crotch. His cock was already hard and she rubbed herself against it. Sadly, he got off at the next stop, but not before giving her butt a nice hard squeeze.

Later that evening she was sitting in her local wine bar, looking for a prospective bed mate while she sipped a glass of dry white. Even though she had punished her pussy good the night before, it was still jumping—it wanted a real cock.

“Is this seat taken?” a middle-aged White guy asked, looking at her smoothly-shaven legs.

“Sorry, I’m expecting someone.” She smiled at him regretfully. Her hungry pussy needed a young cock at the moment.

He nodded and moved away.

She pulled the novel from her bag and continued reading. Engrossed, she was startled when someone placed a large, masculine hand on her shoulder. She looked up at the tall, broad-shouldered man smiling down at her, in total surprise for a few seconds.

“Stuart!” She jumped up and gave him a bear hug, feeling her pussy moisten and her nipples harden.

God, he looked so fucking good!

“What are you doing here?” she asked him breathlessly.

“I came for a two-day conference in Birmingham.” He gave her a quick kiss. “I couldn’t go back without seeing my favorite girl. I was very disappointed not to find you at home.”

“You should have called my mobile,” she scolded, horrified that she might have missed him.

“I would have called your mobile if I hadn’t found you here.”

“Let’s go.” She grabbed her handbag and preceded him out of the bar. “How is Misty?”

Not that she gave a damn about his wife!

“She is fine. We just had son number three.”

“Maybe next time,” she consoled, squeezing his hand sympathetically. He wanted a daughter desperately.

“Misty says she doesn’t want any more children.”

Okay enough about Misty and the rug rats. She moved her hand from his waist and tweaked his nipple. “I was thinking that I would have to come all the way over to Martinique just for a piece of your sweet cock.”

“You have all these guys in London and you’re missing my cock?”

“Your cock makes me feel virginal again. It’s a special feeling.”

If every pussy had a maximum size of cock it could cope with, Stuart was definitely hers—not even a blade of grass could fit inside her pussy when his cock was buried to the hilt.

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Product Details
File Size: 246 KB
Print Length: 58 pages
Fortmat: ePub
Features: Flowing text
Language: English

Price(USD): $1.59

Laura