For a Sunday evening, the subway was packed. Bodies crushed up against each other. I was on my way home to a lonely evening. I was standing, holding onto the bar overhead. People were pressed up against me on all sides. Several times a hand, elbow or back had rubbed against my breasts. My nipples were now standing at attention, painfully within their enclosure. The material of my bra abrading their sensitive peaks. My panties, that were hidden under my skirt, was drenched with my arousal. Needless to say, the constant brushing of my nipples were making me extremely horny. It had been several years since I had engaged in wild sex and now these strangers on a subway were causing me to become unbearably aroused. I was in a state of near madness. I had to do something before the tension drove me insane. I took a peek around to see if anybody was paying any attention to me. Not even one glance my way. I discreetly turned my back to the throng of bodies and leaned against the pole that was near me. I rested my back against it and lowered my arm that was gripping the bar above me. I spread my legs farther apart so that I could maintain my balance. I then brought my briefcase up to cover my groin area and then slid my other hand under the waistband of my skirt and panties. I stifled a moan as my fingers hit my lips. My mound was wet and hot as hell. As my fingers parted my lips a hot gush of juice ran from my entrance and blazed a scorching trail down my inner thigh. I licked my lips and closed my eyes as I made circular motions on my clit. The subway lurched to a stop. I barely opened my eyes far enough to watch people board the train. No one paid any attention to me so I continued my lustful ministrations to my sensitive clit. I began rubbing back and forth across the tip, increasing my speed on each pass. My eyes rolled and my tongue swiped across my lips. My chest heaving with every panted breath. Furiously I massaged my swollen gland making more juices slide down my thigh. My back arched as a powerful orgasm hit my body. I bit my tongue to keep from screaming. My thighs slammed together as I squirted into my already wet panties. The material couldn't hold all of the fluid, a thin stream flowed down my inner leg, it hit the floor. My body went limp against the pole. I lowered my head to my chest and took huge gulps of breath. I withdrew my hand from my skirt and dropped both arms to my side. My briefcase hitting the side of my leg. Suddenly, I felt a hand slide up my leg. I jerked my head up and opened my eyes wide. The hand belonged to a very handsome male stranger who was seated next to me. In my shameful lust induced haze, I had completely forgotten to check the bench seats. I watched as he slid his hand farther up my leg, catching some of my cum. He stood up as he brought his now slick hand to his mouth. As his tall body was now plastered to my side, he stuck his tongue out and licked the wetness from his hand. "Mmm, tasty." he smiled and leaned down to whisper in my ear. "That was unbelievably sexy as hell!" The man pressed his lower half into me. I could feel his erection through our clothes. My breath hitched in my throat. He continued to whisper in my ear, "I want to throw your skirt up, tear your panties off and jam my cock inside of you. By the looks, you need it." He ran his hand up my thigh catching more of the liquid, he licked his fingers clean. I had never been more turned on in my life. Here I was, a woman that had never succumbed to one night stands, to never openly show displays of affection. I had just publicly masturbated and now a stranger was whispering in my ear about fucking me and I was seriously considering saying yes. He raised an eyebrow in question. I quickly nodded before my common sense could convince me not to. He maneuvered us so that he was behind me with his back to the corner of the subway. "Raise your briefcase in front of you again." I did as I was told. He pulled my body back into his. I could feel the back of my skirt being lifted. I quickly looked down to see that the front of my skirt was only lifted a little. Thank god, I had worn a flowy skirt. He ran the palm of his hand over my ass cheeks. he then quickly tore one side of my panties. I bit my lip as another gush of liquid flooded my chamber. He tore the other side and pulled them away from my body. I then felt him slide his hand between my lips. I spread my legs wider to give him better access. "Use the pole and lean forward slightly lifting your ass." He whispered. I did as I felt a rush of excitement vibrate it's way through every fiber of my body. We were going to fuck with all these people here. He pushed his hand into my soaked pussy hitting my clit. He grunted. I heard the slight whisper of his zipper being pulled down and then his thick head was poking into my hole. He placed his hands on my waist and with one powerful thrust he drove his cock deep inside me. I tried not to make a sound but a moan escaped between my parted lips. His thick hard cock filled my pussy to the brim. My walls stretched almost painfully around him. He rotated his hips making his cock rub against my walls. They greedily sucked at his cock, pulling him in deeper. He started pumping his hips into me. His cock sliding in and out of my pussy. I licked my lips and pushed my ass backwards meeting him with each glorious thrust. Through squinty eyes, I kept looking around making sure no one caught on to our little tryst. The train came to another stop as people got off. Only a few boarded this time. No one paid any attention to the two adults huddled in the corner. When the train lurched forward again he used the momentum to slam extra hard into me. I groaned and clenched my fists into a hard ball as my orgasm gripped me tight. Liquid oozed out of me around his cock. I could feel some trickle down my legs and run into my right pump. It coated his cock and I heard him growl deep in his chest. He slammed into my pussy over and over again until I felt his cock swell inside me. A hot stream of his cum shot straight into me. The feel of his hot orgasm caused my pussy to convulse around him as another orgasm ripped me apart. I sucked my bottom lip into my mouth and gave a small squeal of pleasure. Our streams of cum mixed together. White creamy liquid ran out of me and down my legs. He stayed planted inside me for several minutes and then leaned his head against my back. "Oh fuck, that was intense." He gasped in my ear. We were approaching another stop. He quickly pulled out causing more cum to leak out of me. I could hear him pulling himself together. He moved to stand in front of me. He smiled and looked down at the wet spot on the front of his pants. He then looked back up at me and said, "I ride every Sunday. Maybe I will see you next weekend." He left with the group of passengers. As I stood there with cum dripping out of me and running down my legs, I couldn't help but to smile. Here, I thought that I would hate riding the subway. Sunday's were now my favorite days!
