He Grabbed My Ass - Group Sex

The five of them had sex on a crowded subway car.

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No, the back of his hand didn't brush across my ass. That is normal here. But the flat of his hand cupped my right ass cheek and squeezed. Then he jiggled it up and down for good measure. And that is not acceptable.

Yes, we are crowded here. This is, after all, the end of the day in the New York Subway and everyone is going home. Millions of people leave the office or the store or the factory and head home or to a bar or club, and they crowd into the subway system to get there. This particular route, my particular route, is extremely crowded and I am used to standing in the middle of the subway car hanging onto the straps suspended from the ceiling for that purpose. And sometimes, packed in like this, a random hand will brush across the random ass. It comes with the territory and you just accept it.

In fact, it can be exciting. Like yesterday. When I felt it for the second time, I knew it had to be intentional. Bumping against me when the ride got rough was to be expected. But this is the subway, for god's sake, and we weren't being jostled. So when it happened the second time, I knew it was intentional.

And I knew I was surrounded by men in suits, businessmen, probably all lawyers. As I casually looked around, pretending nothing had happened, most of them diverted their eyes. But several were quite handsome, and I would call two of them particularly sexy. I tried to keep the smile from my face as I admitted to myself that I wouldn't mind either of them touching my ass. I looked out the window at the passing lights and ignored the men.

And then he did it again. I froze, letting his hand caress my tight ass. My face didn't know if it should look angry or excited and my intentions showed the same indecision. So I waited, for what I didn't know but I waited. Slowly, the hand glided across my right ass cheek again. It was barely there, the contact so light and gentle that it could easily be imagined. I grinned as I realized that I had imagined this touch many times.

I had to admit that I almost provoked his attention. I was barely thirty years old and I worked out hard three times a week to assure that my body was still slim and attractive. I was blessed with my mother's natural beauty and my grandmother's natural boobs. A full D-Cup, they were large enough to get a lot of attention but not so large that they would affect my posture. They were soft and firm, and they jutted but also hung just slightly because of the weight.

But my nipples seemed to draw the most attention. They were as thick as my little finger and seemed to be erect all the time. When I wanted to hide them, I had to put special inserts in my lacy bras. Sometimes, dammit, circumstances warranted less distraction. But most of the time I just let them go free. And the obvious peaks on my fleshy mountains received their fair share of attention.

And I loved that.

You see, I believe that everyone should be able to use all their assets at the appropriate times. I would never think of playing dumb to make a man feel smart, and I would never try to knock things over just to appear adorably klutzy. So, for the most part, I wore clothes that allowed my curves to be seen and let my nipples protrude into the room or into the conversation, whichever happened naturally.

So I was wearing an outfit that allowed my natural traits to be noticed. I was still dressed professionally for the office, but my navy skirt was a little on the short side, coming almost exactly halfway up my thigh and barely covering the tops of my stockings or the garter straps that held them up. And my top was an ivory sweater that emphasized my shape while still being a little loose. My bra, of course, was designed to offer support for my large breasts while the soft lacy material allowed my nipples to poke through. My bra matched the navy of my skirt and it could barely be seen as a dark shadow inside my light sweater. And naturally, my very brief and lacy panties matched my bra. The black pumps with two inch heels finished off my outfit.

In short, I was smoking hot and I knew it. So it was almost forgivable when the hand gently brushed my ass the first time. And even the second time. But when the hand actually grabbed my ass, the action required a response from me. And yet I offered no response. I just stood there, frozen in both action and intent. I suddenly realized that I wanted to see just how far this man would go.

As I considered that, my mind began to fantasize and my pussy got wet. Just a little, but enough to make my panties slightly damp. The big screen TV in my active imagination saw the man pulling up my skirt, pushing aside my brief panties, and thrusting two fingers deep into my hungry pussy. Again and again he would shove his fingers into my wet pussy while we both tried to act as if nothing was happening. I had to resist the urge to bend over and give him easier access to my slick and swollen pussy. Bending over would make it obvious to everyone that this stranger was finger-fucking me and not even in my fantasies would I allow myself to go that far. After a couple minutes of this exciting activity, I could feel the tingles and I knew I was about to cum. I faked a yawn so I could cover my mouth with my hand to stifle the noises that I always make.

I shook my head trying to delete the fantasy and return to the present. I still stood there, frozen in place, as I waited to see what would happen next. I realized that I really wanted to see what would happen next. And my pussy leaked more juices.

I felt his hand tighten as he grabbed my ass cheek again. He squeezed it and then jiggled it up and down. I didn't respond so he left his hand firmly pressed against my ass. The center isle of the subway car was crowded and enough men were gathered near me that the mass of bodies made it easy to grab my ass unnoticed. I grinned as I mentally challenged him to go further.

I casually looked over my shoulder and this time I could see the man with his eyes looking down and his arm extended toward me. I was thrilled to see that he was one of the two very hot men. He looked up and I looked him in the eye. This time he didn't glance away. He returned my gaze without flinching for several seconds, and then he slowly smiled. A warm and sexy smile that caused my pussy to leak some more juices into my lacy panties. Finally, I broke the standoff.

I slowly reached behind me and grabbed the hand that still held a sizable portion of my ass, and I pressed it firmly in place, still looking directly at him. Then I turned away and slowly leaned against him, my back resting firmly against his chest and my ass pressed against his hand.

There. I had made it as clear as possible. I had given him permission to continue violating my body in public. In front of all these people. My breathing was rapid and my heart was pounding as I wondered just how far he was willing to go. Hell, I didn't even know how far I was willing to go! I was excited beyond measure and I was scared shitless at the same time.

My tacit permission produced exactly what I expected and hoped: He let go of my ass and slowly raised both hands to take hold of my boobs. He gently but firmly squeezed my ample tits and then made the predictable move to grasp my very hard nipples. He pinched them and twisted them while trying to be unobserved. I could hear him quietly moan and he could hear me moan much louder. And the man in front of me heard.

He turned and looked at me for a second, as if wondering why I moaned. And then his eyes dropped to my chest, which was being slowly massaged by the man behind me. He quickly looked back into my eyes with a question on his face. And my response to his question was another moan, as I closed my eyes to focus on the sensations my body was providing. I could sense the man in front of me move closer, but he didn't touch me in any way. It was as if he was providing cover, shielding me from sight, without participating. And the sexy man behind me continued to massage my tits and twist my nipples. I was so turned on that I wanted to scream. Instead I kept my silence and made myself available to the actions of a stranger. It was all so terrifying and so delicious!

There I was, closed in and almost hidden by the men around me. The two men on my left and my right had their backs to me and the man in front was facing me. I was totally hidden from the other people in the subway car.

Without warning, the man behind me removed his hands from my breasts. It was almost disappointing and I stood there with my eyes still closed, wondering what would be next.

Then I felt two hands slowly slide my skirt up. The man behind me eased my skirt just over my ass, revealing my lacy panties. He caressed my shapely ass for a few seconds and then his actions changed. He left one hand firmly grasping my right ass cheek, but the other hand seemed to go away. And then I was shocked to feel a finger gently stroke my pussy, a long and slow stroke from my clit to my asshole. I couldn't stop the moan and I was certain the men closest to me could hear. So I just kept my eyes closed, afraid of what I would see if I opened them. And it was so exciting.

The man behind me stroked my pussy again, another long and slow action that touched me from clit to asshole. This time I intentionally moaned and I didn't care how loud I was or who heard it. My pussy was so wet that I knew he could feel it, and I was sure everyone near me could smell my excitement. The man behind me pressed his fingers against my pussy lips and slowly moved them in a circle. I simply oozed more juices, this time enough to escape my lacy panties and dribble onto his fingers.

Unexpectedly, I felt a pair of hands press against my boobs. I opened my eyes and saw the man in front of me staring at my cleavage, which had increased because he was pressing my soft tits against my chest, as he gently squeezed my hard nipples. This was almost too much. My pussy being massaged and my nipples being played with - all this in a crowded subway car. I was in a sensual heaven I had never experienced before. And I was terrified!

I knew it was coming, it was totally predictable, but I was still startled when the man behind me pulled aside my panties and thrust a finger inside me. No warning, no ceremony and no foreplay, he just jammed a finger inside me. My knees buckled and I almost dropped to the floor.

The man behind me was quick. He almost held me up by his finger inside me as he used his other hand to wrap his arm around my waist and hold me in place. And the man in front did his part by sliding his hands under my arms for additional support. It was as if they had planned and coordinated their actions. After a couple of seconds, my strength returned and I could stand on my own. The man behind me had taken the opportunity to slide a second finger inside me and he was finger-fucking me like he knew what he was doing. In addition, the man in front was back to twisting my very sensitive nipples hard enough that it was almost painful. And I was loving it all.

I came.

My back arched and my pussy clamped down on the man's fingers. I moaned so loudly that half a dozen people near me had to have heard. Again, my knees buckled and I almost dropped to the floor but both men repeated their previous actions and I safely avoided the floor.

It was a quick orgasm, but it was almost ferocious. The waves of pleasure made my stomach muscles ripple, and my chest constricted so much that I could not breathe for quite some seconds. And the man behind me slowed his fucking but never stopped sliding his fingers in and out of me. And then everything paused. I regained my breathing and my heart rate slowed to normal. The man behind me left his fingers in my pussy but he just stood there without moving. The man in front stopped twisting my nipples and instead just pressed his hands firmly against my soft tits, again causing my cleavage to increase as my boobs tried to find someplace to go..

The world slowed for quite some seconds as I recovered. And then I opened my eyes to see the world again. And my fear became frantic.

There were now four men and one woman facing me, staring at me, all with different expressions but all of them obviously knowing what just happened. And then I almost screamed.

A very hard dick had just been shoved into my very wet pussy!

I was embarrassed that I had just cum in front of these strangers, and now another stranger was fucking me from behind as they watched. The range of emotions flowing through me was as bizarre as anything I had experienced. I blinked hard in an effort to confirm this was really happening.

And then the woman reached out and gently pinched my left nipple.

I was still surrounded on all sides by people, but now they were all turned toward me. The wall of people surrounding me provided almost total cover for the violation of my body. The woman slowly pulled up my sweater until my beautiful lacy bra was exposed. And one of the men assisted her by pulling my bra cups above my tits, revealing my large breasts to all five of the people. The woman smiled warmly at me and began to play with my left nipple again. One of the men played with my right nipple, and the man directly in front of me lifted my skirt. He stopped for a second as he saw my full bush extending outside and beyond my very brief panties, and then he grinned widely and ran his fingers through the dark brown curls. He divided his time between running his fingers through my female carpet and playing with my clit.

"It has been too long since I have seen a full bush like that. I love pubic hair." He had spoken quietly so only the five of us could hear, and he paused and looked around to assure no one else had heard his comment. "Under different circumstances, I would be on my knees giving your 'short and curlies' the attention they deserve." The woman standing next to him groaned her agreement. I just stood there, silent, barely breathing.

Being fucked from behind in front of strangers while traveling in a very crowded subway car was unlike anything I had experienced. The only thing close was when I picked up two men I had met at a club and fucked them in their car in the parking lot. And that wasn't even close. Hell, neither one of them had a hard cock as big as the one pounding me from behind.

With my tits out and on display, the sensations from three strangers playing with them added to the sensations of being fucked by a man who clearly knew what he was doing was going to make me cum again. And it wasn't too far in the future.

All this time, my arms had remained at my side like a good submissive should do. But now I decided to get involved. I reached out and fondled the tits of the woman as she fondled mine. I guessed her to be about fifty, and I was surprised that her moans excited me even more. Her tits were smaller than mine but they felt great in my hands. But I stopped short of unbuttoning her blouse so we could all look at them.

After at least twenty seconds of playing with her tits, I reached down and caressed the hard cock that had been pressing against my right side for several minutes. The man groaned and humped my side several more times. I looked him in the eyes and unzipped him without even asking. Reaching inside, I felt how hard his cock was, and I pulled it out, struggling just a little as I tried to pull his hard cock through the small opening of his zipper. I slid my hand up and down the length of it and he moaned loudly. I looked over at the woman and saw her staring at the man's dick with real hunger in her eyes, but she made no move toward the man. I was a little surprised at that.

The man in front of me was still playing with my clit, but he also was staring at the handjob I was giving. Almost as if it was an unconscious move, he pressed forward until he was inches away from me. So I took the hint and unzipped him with my other hand. Suddenly, I was standing there stroking two cocks while I was being fucked from behind.

The emotions running through me were incredible.

I looked around, totally amazed at how effectively these people were hiding me from the rest of the subway passengers. All three men were taller than me, and I was bent forward just a little to make the hard fucking I was receiving from the man behind me a little easier. So for the most part, I was totally hidden.

I took advantage of that fact by stroking the two dicks a little faster. I wanted them to cum before I did and I wasn't sure how long I could hold out. I looked up at the woman and shrugged my shoulders, indicating there was not much I could do with her no matter how willing I was. But she smiled at me and stepped forward.

She reached up and slowly unbuttoned her blouse, revealing the fact that she wore no bra. She lifted her plentiful breasts with her own hands, then she leaned into me and offered my mouth easy access to her right breast. I grinned up at her and took advantage of her offer. My lips wrapped around her nipple and I licked and sucked it like I loved it. I had only been with two women before, and that was years ago, but somehow, under the circumstances, sucking her nipple seemed natural and very exciting. I pulled back and looked up at her, thanking her with my eyes, and then I went back to sucking on her full breasts and hard nipples.

I thought about what was going on here and I was almost staggered. We were having an orgy in the middle of a crowded subway car! Suddenly, I realized I was loving every bit of it. The hard fucking, the handjobs, the lesbian actions, all of it was so exciting that I almost screamed. But I managed to keep it down to a quiet moan.

And then the man on my right grunted loudly and squirted his load on my hand and the floor of the subway car. I pulled away from the boobs I was enjoying so much and slowed my handjob, gently squeezing the final drops out. Then I looked up at the man and slowly raised my hand to my mouth. Making something of a show of it, I licked my fingers clean. He rolled his eyes and groaned loudly. I heard the woman moan, and I wasn't sure if it was from the pleasure of watching or from disappointment that she didn't get any. So I spoke to her.

"Want me to share?" She smiled at me and quickly nodded. I lifted my hand to give her access and she slowly licked it clean while maintaining eye contact with me.

I looked down at the hard dick still in my hand, and increased the speed I was using to stroke him. I could tell by his face and by the quiet noises he was making that he was about to cum. So I started stroking him even faster as I kept looking deep into his eyes.

"I am going to make you cum. Hard and long, you are going to squirt into my hand and we are going to eat all of it. All of your cum. We are going to eat all of your cum. This woman and I are going to lick all of your cum off my hands. Would you like that? Would you like for two women you have never met to eat your entire load?" And with that, he exploded.

I had already positioned my left hand so that I could catch his entire load in it, and it was a big load. Jet after jet squirted into my left hand as my right hand continued to jack him. Finally, the last drops were still on the head of his cock and I wiped them off. Still looking in his eyes, I raised my right hand to my mouth and slowly licked those precious drops, cleaning my right hand as much as I could. And then I turned my attention to my left hand.

I looked up at my new friend and saw her staring at the cum in my hand. She reached down and took my hand in hers, lifting it slowly up to her mouth. She never stopped staring at the cum as she paused for just a second. And then she slowly licked my palm, getting as much cum on her tongue as possible. Someone moaned and I wasn't sure who it was. Hell, it could have been me, I just didn't know.

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I brought my left hand to my mouth and licked up my share of cum, and then I lifted it to her mouth again, offering her the final drops. She hungrily attacked my hand, the gentleness of a few seconds ago totally forgotten. She sucked each finger, one at a time, and then licked carefully between each finger. Hell, she even licked the back of my hand!

"You like that stuff, huh?" She giggled like a schoolgirl and nodded.

"I LOVE cum!" Her excitement was obvious as she licked her lips as if she were in a cartoon. I grinned, a little surprised that an older woman would share my love of cum so obviously.

The excitement took me over the edge and I came. I bit my hand to keep from screaming because it was the most intense orgasm of my life. My entire body quivered and jiggled and vibrated for quite some seconds, and all the while the man behind me kept pounding away. And then I discovered why.

He grunted loudly and I felt him shoot jet after jet of cum deep into my pussy. If I wasn't on the pill, I would have bet serious money that a few million of those little squigglies were shot directly into my womb. He put his baby batter deep inside me where it stayed, warm and gooey and wonderful. Slowly, after several seconds, he pulled out. He was quick to pull my panties back in place, almost as if he knew that I planned on wearing his cum all evening. I made a final adjustment to my panties to make sure my lips were sealed, and then I pulled down my skirt and stood up to looked around.

The subway car and its passengers seemed to be quite normal and no one was looking around with suspicion in their eyes. Then I looked at the four men and one woman who had hidden me from the rest of the passengers while I enjoyed such incredible pleasures. The men were grinning but the smile on the woman's face was lacking just a little. Immediately I knew why and I quietly spoke to her.

"You got very little pleasure while giving the men so much enjoyment. Can I perhaps help out a little?" I waited for some indication of what the woman wanted. After a couple of seconds, her eyes lit up and she stepped forward to stand within inches of me. Reaching down, she slowly raised her skirt until I could see her smoothly-shaved pussy. This woman clearly does not believe in underwear, I thought to myself. Either that or I caught her on laundry day. I chuckled at my silent conversation with myself.

I slowly reached out and gently stroked her lips, already swollen in lust. I smiled into her eyes and slowly eased a finger inside. As I suspected, she was sopping wet with desire and I had no trouble penetrating her. Maintaining eye contact with her, I pulled my finger out and raised it to my lips. I slowly slid my finger into my mouth, making a show of sucking it clean. My moan of pleasure was totally covered by the moans of the four people around me. I reached back down and played with her pussy lips for quite some seconds. And then I slid a finger into her again. As expected she moaned again, quite loudly this time. So I added a second finger as I finger-fucked her with strangers all around.

She couldn't stand still, and she would thrust her pussy forward or gyrate from side to side. I wasn't sure if that made it more pleasurable for her or if maybe she was nervous that someone would discover what was happening, but she moved so much I had a hard time keeping my fingers inside her. So I added another. Three fingers inside her afforded me a better grip, and I began to more firmly thrust my fingers in and out of her.

The woman was seeping juices, soaking my hand up to my wrist. I was loving it, even though I was concerned that my hard motions would be easily seen by other passengers. But the more I finger-fucked her, the less I cared about others seeing us. I mean, what could they do Call the police? The next stop was a few minutes away and we will be gone before any cops could show up. Armed with that realization, I grinned and pumped my hand really hard.

After a couple more minutes, the woman screamed. It wasn't a very loud scream, but it still got some attention. But I really wasn't aware of the additional attention we were getting, because the woman squirted.

I mean, she sprayed all over me and the man behind me and the floor. I had never seen anything like it. As I already noted, my experience with women was quite limited and it did not include anything like this.

Seriously, I already knew some women squirted. I also knew that some men claimed all women could squirt. I had even seen a woman squirt in a porn video I once saw. But this woman didn't just squirt, she gushed all over. And she made noise. A lot of noise.

I tried to shush her but then I remembered my silent conversation of a few moments ago. Seriously, what can they do? So I let her enjoy her ejaculation. And then I continued with fucking her.

"Oh, yes. Do it just like that. Do it harder. Please. Harder." Not worrying about other passengers, I concentrated on this passenger and I did just what she asked. I banged her as hard as I could for another minute or so. And then she screamed.

This time it was no quiet scream. It was more like she had just witnessed someone having their throat sliced. This woman screamed!

And she squirted. Again. Even harder.

Of course, I learned from the last time and I stepped aside so I wouldn't get hosed down again. And the man who had fucked me from behind so wonderfully had also moved out of the way. But the couple behind him, innocently sitting in the subway seat minding their own business, got soaked.

Several jets of liquid traveled the four feet between her pussy and their seats, soaking their clothes. And our stepping aside may have saved us from getting soaked, but it let about half of the passengers near us watch her squirt all over the unsuspecting couple. There was silence for at least a second, and then shouts and applause. The woman was predictably embarrassed, but there was a bit of pride in her flushed expression. She may have been a little embarrassed, but she was proud of her accomplishment. I mean, shit, she drenched two people from about four feet away. That was awesome! I had to grin at her as I licked my fingers clean.

By this time, most of the passengers either guessed or were told that we had hidden a small orgy from most of them. A few of them came up to us and asked for an invitation to participate the next time we did it. And, of course, there were maybe half a dozen out of almost thirty people who clearly disapproved and told us so. One woman was particularly condemning.

"That should never have happened. Sex is meant to be private. A disgusting public exhibition!" Her nose turned up just slightly, but enough for everyone to see. I was surprised that I spoke up in response.

"I totally agree with you, lady. And it was totally private. You knew nothing about what was going on a few feet away from you, so the sex was obviously private." I met her glare with one of my own, and she sat down but kept on sputtering.

Our arrival at the next stop cut short any other rebukes, and we escaped into the relative anonymity of the subway station. The six of us hugged each other, although one man held back a little in his excitement. And I suppose he had reason to, considering he was the only one of the six who never touched anyone and no one touched him. All I could think of saying was, Better luck next time, but I stopped short of saying that.

I gave the woman one last hug, still not knowing her name, and she gave me a knowing smile.

"You know, you really don't have to stand there and let them touch you." I smiled at her and replied.

"Yes, but it is so much more fun when I do." I kissed her on the cheek and climbed the stairs that led to the street.


He Grabbed My Ass Again - Group Sex

She repeated last week's orgy in a subway car.

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[This is a continuation of my earlier experience. It might be beneficial if you read "He Grabbed My Ass" before reading this story.]

It had been seven days since I rode the subway again. Well, that's not true. I ride the subway Monday through Friday, morning and evening. No, it had been six days since I went hunting on the subway.

You see, last week I had been raped on the subway. Well, that's not true either. You can't be raped if you are willing, and I was willing. I was very willing! No one can give two handjobs, make love to a woman's soft and shapely body, and get seriously fucked from behind unless they were willing.

Anyway, last week was terrifying, but also the most exciting experience I have ever had. It was terrifying because it was my first time having sex on the subway while there was the chance of being seen during the half-hour of intense sexual activities. And it was exciting because it was my first time having sex on the subway while there was the chance of being seen during the half-hour of intense sexual activities.

As a great author once said, it was the best of times and it was the worst of times. And here I am, seven days later, hoping to repeat the experience.

I was unbelievably nervous. I even dropped the token when I tried to drop it in the slot at the gate. I had no idea if I would see the same man again today or if I would have to try someone new, but I was committed to being groped on the subway again and, hopefully, to being fucked.

I tried to look around subtly as I entered the subway car, but I think the intensity in my eyes and on my face gave me away. I received the most curious expressions from some of the men as I looked around, but I really couldn't read them. Well, what the fuck. If they can't take a joke...

I had already taken my position in the middle of the subway car, holding on to a strap hanging from the ceiling. The car wasn't very full at the moment, but I knew it would be in minutes, and I needed the standing crowd if this was going to work. At least four and preferably six people needed to be standing around me to shield me from the eyes of the rest of the subway car. And there would be plenty of people in a couple of minutes. But I needed that handsome stranger to be standing behind me if he was going to fuck me again. And I really wanted him to fuck me again!

Then I saw him! My handsome stranger was in the front of the subway car about ten feet away. We made eye contact and he subtly grinned and nodded his head.

My pussy immediately began to ooze juices.

The subway car stopped and picked up the expected large crowd it always picked up at that stop. All the seats filled up and a couple dozen people were standing in the aisle. As they shuffled and mingled, getting in place for the next few minutes, I looked around for that handsome man but I couldn't see him. Disappointed, I wondered why he had left the subway car. I knew we had made eye contact and I knew he had recognized me. I could only conclude that he did not want to repeat the experience of last week. I felt a deep sense of let-down flood my heart. And then someone grabbed my ass. Again!

I was thrilled as I resisted the temptation to turn and hug him. And then I froze for a moment, realizing that the hand on my ass might not belong to the man in my fantasies.

I casually looked around as if no one had grabbed my ass, and then I saw him. He was standing right behind me, exactly where I wanted him to be! I felt my heart skip a beat, and my pussy tingled for a moment. I wanted this man so badly that I could almost feel him fuck me again. We made eye contact and I made sure to smile at him. And then I spoke to him.

"I have fantasized about you every night since last week." My voice was low enough that I hoped no one but him could hear me. But I must have failed at that because I saw a woman standing in front of me quickly turn to me, a surprised expression on her face. I decided a short explanation was in order. I smiled at her.

"Last week, this man fondled my ass on this car. Then he exposed my ass and pussy to half of the people here. And then he fucked me. It was terrifying and it was awesome." I smiled again, lust evident in my eyes. And the woman stared at me for a moment, shocked. And then she smiled back.

"Ah, yes, the fantasy of so many women who ride the subway. Delightful fantasy, isn't it?" I grinned.

"But a fantasy that I never had until it actually happened." She returned my grin for a moment. Then she glanced at the very handsome man who had provided that fantasy and turned back to me. I took the opportunity to look her over, wanting to know more about her and what she was wearing.

The woman appeared to be almost forty and very attractive. She had dark brown, almost black, hair that hung below her shoulders in beautiful curls. Her eyes were a penetrating black that looked deeply mysterious and almost sparkled. Her dark brows were carefully manicured, and her makeup was perfect. Her lips were scarlet and they seemed to be ready for kissing.

She wore a simple outfit appropriate for any office. Her button-down blouse was white and not quite transparent, allowing her white lacy bra to be barely seen. Her skirt was reasonably tight, medium in length, and it showed a trim ass. But her boobs were fantastic. They were larger than mine so they were at least a Double-D, and they stood out enough to attract a lot of attention. In short, I was very attracted to her and I expected that the men around her felt the same attraction. And I noticed her checking me out at the same time.

Today, I wore my makeup a little heavier than usual, highlighting my blue eyes. My lips were rust, more brown than red. I was wearing a dress in Navy blue that contrasted with and even accented my blonde hair. My dress didn't quite hug my body, but it made clear that I was shapely, with large breasts, a slim waist, and a sexy tight ass. And, of course, the dress didn't hide my nipples, which were hard and protruding, as always. But the best feature of my dress was the material -- it was easily stretched out of place if I was assaulted again and someone wanted to pull it aside to expose my tits. So, yes, I came prepared today.

After taking several seconds to check each other out, she asked me an unexpected question.

"Would you please tell me about it? I want all the delicious details." And her grin radiated pure lust. I realized that the idea of sharing the story turned me on, so I decided to relive the experience with her. I felt my pussy ooze some juices as I began telling my story from last week.

"Well, he brushed across my ass with his hand, but that was no big deal. I mean, it happens all the time, right?" She grinned and nodded.

"Every day. Only no one has taken it any further with me, no matter how badly I wanted him to. I see videos all the time where a man starts out brushing a woman's body with his hand, and then he goes further, but it seems to only happen in porn." I chuckled, knowing the man behind me could hear everything I said.

"Well, we made our own porn here last week. When his soft caress changed to grabbing my ass, I knew it had to be intentional. But as shocked as I was, I just let him play, and he spent quite some time caressing and squeezing my ass. It was terrifying and thrilling, and for some reason, I just let him do it." I was unconsciously caressing my ass and she glanced down at my hands. Then, grinning, she added to my story.

"And you really do have a nice ass. Hell, I am tempted to caress it myself. Of course, I wouldn't, but..." Her voice trailed off as she glanced down at my ass again. So I turned my back to her and waited. It took several seconds, but she finally reached down and stroked my ass, one cheek and then the other. I heard her moan quietly while I moaned a little louder. Then I went back to describing my experience from last week.

"Anyway, over the next few minutes, he went from subtly caressing my ass to seriously grabbing and squeezing my ass to reaching around and grabbing both boobs. I was surprised at that, and so were the people standing around me. A man on both sides and a man in front all positioned themselves to screen me from the rest of the car. And a woman in front of me reached up and fondled my boobs. When she decided to pinch and twist my nipples, I had my first orgasm."

"Oh, wow! They made you cum?" I nodded, excitement in my eyes.

"When someone grabs and works on my ass, and someone else grabs and plays with my nipples, that will always be enough to make me cum. The fact that it happened on a crowded subway car merely meant I had to keep silent, which is not my usual practice." She almost interrupted me.

"I know what you mean. I make all kinds of noises when I cum, and I am usually loud when I cum. So I have no idea how you could keep quiet." I nodded in agreement and smiled widely.

"I know, right? Well, by this time..." I interrupted myself as I moaned. My sexy stranger had moved behind me and started playing with my ass. He took me by surprise and I couldn't stop the moan of pleasure. And my new friend glanced at my ass and the hands squeezing it and moaned herself.

"Oh, fuck. He is doing it again, isn't he?" I gulped, trying to keep from moaning again.

"Yes, and he does it so well! Damn!" Moaning quietly, I took a second to relax as I let him do what I enjoyed so much, and then I continued.

"Anyway, he stopped caressing my ass and slowly slid my skirt up just higher than my hips. Then he reached underneath me and started playing with my pussy. I was wearing a thong then, but that never got in his way. He just pulled it aside and began stroking my pussy. First, he played with my lips and then with my clit. And then he did the expected thing -- he penetrated me with his fingers." This time both of us groaned loudly, and a man standing behind her turned to look at us.

Thankfully, he seemed to be the only person who heard us groan, although the two men on either side of me moved a little closer without actually looking at me. I continued my story with at least five people listening to me.

"As he was finger-fucking me from behind, the woman in front of me slid up my blouse and began playing with my tits. So now my bare ass and my bare tits were there for everyone to see. I couldn't believe that I was allowing this to happen to me in a crowded subway car, but for some reason, I just let them do it. I was terrified and really turned on at the same time." I paused as both of us groaned again, and I thought I heard the man behind her moan quietly. As I smiled at her, I saw her eyes open wide and an expression of shock took over her face. A couple of seconds later, she moaned again, but this time it wasn't because of my story. I looked her over and saw that the man behind her was caressing and squeezing her ass cheeks. I grinned at her and she returned my grin.

"And now you know what it feels like." And we took several seconds to share her new experience before I continued.

"By this time, three things happened simultaneously. The men on both sides of me and the man and woman in front of me positioned themselves so that I was screened from the rest of the passengers. Plus, the men on both sides of me had taken out their cocks and I was giving them handjobs. And last, the man behind me had replaced his fingers with his cock. So I was being fucked while I was giving two handjobs. It was incredible!" My new female friend opened her mouth as if to speak, but nothing came out. A couple of seconds later, she finally spoke.

"All this was happening on the subway? Holy shit!"

"I know, right? And then something surprising happened. The woman in front of me unbuttoned her blouse and freed her boobs for me to play with. I hadn't touched a woman since college, but I reached out and played with her tits and grabbed her nipples and loved it." I watched my new friend carefully as I described my first lesbian experience in ten years to see what effect my story had on her. She subtly glanced around to see how much the people around us were shielding us from other people's eyes, and then she smiled at me.

Slowly, she reached up and unbuttoned her blouse. Without opening her blouse, she reached out and took my hands, placing them on her boobs. I smiled widely and began playing with her very large and very squeezable boobs while trying to be subtle about it. Her eyes closed and she moaned loudly. I matched her moan without thinking.

I locked eyes with her and slowly unbuttoned her blouse another button, exposing her lacy bra. It was beautiful, and I unconsciously moaned in full appreciation. Then I pulled her bra down just enough to expose her nipples. They were large, about the size of my thumb, and very hard. I couldn't resist, but really didn't even try. I grabbed both nipples and gently squeezed. She moaned much louder this time, and the men on each side of her turned. They both registered shock for a couple of seconds, and then they simply grinned. They moved a little closer in an attempt to shield her from the eyes of the rest of the passengers.

Now we were both hidden by a small circle of voyeurs in the mass of passengers. I grinned at my new friend and gently twisted her nipples. She moaned again but a little quieter. Then I felt a hand brush against my right boob. I turned and looked into the eyes of a very tall and very handsome man in a three-piece business suit. He smiled at me and got a firm grip on my tit. I returned his smile and continued my story, loud enough for my new friend and the men surrounding us to hear.

"So now I had a hard cock fucking me from behind and I had two more hard cocks in my hands. I was giving them handjobs, which left the woman in front of me untouched. So I slowly leaned down and kissed her right nipple. She moaned loudly, encouraging me to take her nipple in my mouth. I sucked it for a couple of seconds as she moaned quietly, then I sucked it harder. She opened her mouth and I could tell she was about to scream in pleasure. So I raised up and kissed her on the mouth. This stifled her scream and thrilled me. I had not touched a woman's body since I was in college and here I was kissing a woman for the first time in ten years. My body began to tingle all over.

"She continued to twist my nipples and between her actions and mine, I moaned quite loudly. This caused the four men standing around me and the man fucking me from behind to moan, too. I had no idea why a dozen people didn't turn around and start paying serious attention to what was happening, but they didn't. Still, the possibility of all those people listening and watching just turned me on all the more."

The woman next to me moaned loudly, but I wasn't sure if it was because of my story or because the man stroking her ass had raised his hands and grabbed both of her tits. I grinned at her but she didn't see because her eyes were closed as she enjoyed her boobs being mauled by a stranger. So I continued telling my story as I was being fucked from behind. I had difficulty concentrating on my story because I was being fucked, but I continued anyway.

"So here I was being fucked from behind while I was giving the men on both sides of me a handjob, plus I was kissing the woman in front of me. I was in sensory overload and loving every second of it." I stopped because the man on my right who had been playing with my right boob had unzipped his pants and pulled out a very large and very hard cock. I grinned at him and quickly grabbed it, slowly stroking it as I continued my story.

"The man on my right grunted loudly and blew his load on the floor, getting a small amount of cum on my skirt. I milked his cock carefully, getting lots of cum on my hand. I looked at him and slowly raised my hand to my mouth, licking it and cleaning all the cum off it." There were several moans at this comment, too many for me to know who was moaning. And then the very large and very hard cock in my hand imitated my story and I felt his cum ooze into my hand, coating it with a huge load. I moaned as I looked down at my cum-coated hand.

Then I did just what I had done last week, and I raised the hand to my mouth and licked all the cum off it. More moans came from the people watching, which now included two more men. I grinned at the newcomers and continued my story. I was really getting turned on by telling it to the several people listening, plus I was still being fucked by the man standing behind me. I closed my eyes for a couple of seconds, enjoying the situation and savoring the cum still in my mouth, and then continued describing my experience from last week.

"The man fucking me from behind grunted loudly and then came. I felt several jets of cum paint the walls of my pussy. Finally, after several seconds, he stopped moving and just stood there with his cock still in my pussy. I savored the feeling until he softened and almost fell out, leaving my pussy empty of cock but filled with cum. I stood there, feeling the cum ooze out until he repositioned my panties to cover my pussy and keep the cum inside. I moaned loudly, enjoying the thought of carrying his cum inside me until I got home." By this time there were several people around me moaning and I was getting so turned on by all the sounds I heard.

"Apparently, the man on my left was getting really turned on by everything and he couldn't take any more. He blew his load all over the floor and in my hand and even on my skirt. At least he managed to moan very quietly so no other people heard him. And the woman standing in front of me saw that the man fucking me from behind had cum but left me unfinished. Since my skirt was still up around my waist, she reached down and used her hand to continue my pleasure. She stroked my lips for a few seconds and then brought her fingers to her lips. The cum glistened as she licked and then sucked her fingers for several seconds, causing a couple of the men around us to groan. Then she reached back down and slid two fingers inside me.

"She finger-fucked me for about ten seconds until I came. Hard. I bowed up and bucked my hips, thrusting myself against her penetrating fingers for several seconds as my exposed tits jiggled and and bounced and swayed. I grabbed my tits with both hands to hold them still and stifled my moans as much as possible, fighting the urge to scream in pleasure. It took quite some seconds for me to cycle through my orgasm before I could stop bouncing and jiggling. Finally, I was reduced to gentle aftershocks and a quiet moan here and there." I paused as I closed my eyes, reliving that experience, and felt a tingling sensation travel up and down my spine. I didn't cum but I was very close to it and apparently it showed on my face.

As I stood there with my eyes closed, savoring the orgasmic sensations for several seconds, I was surprised to feel some fingers penetrate my pussy. I returned to the present and opened my eyes to see the woman standing in front of me with her arm extended and her hand working my pussy. It took only seconds for me to cum and I made entirely too much noise announcing my orgasm. Several people turned to look at me and I tried to act like everything was normal, but I didn't believe that my body language denied my orgasm. And I was glad that the six people surrounding me closed in a little more to shield me from the rest of the passengers.

So far, I was fucked from behind plus I had played with a woman's boobs. In addition, I had given two handjobs. Added to that was the inspiration I had given a man to rub a woman's ass and play with her boobs. And I had kissed her and played with her boobs. In short, I had repeated my experience from last week. There was only one thing missing. I smiled at the woman in front of me and reached down to slowly raise her skirt until her panties were exposed. I waited for her permission and she smiled warmly at me.

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I slid my hand down the front of her panties and felt her smooth pussy just sopping wet with her juices. I gently played with her pussy lips, slowly stroking them and spreading her juices around. She closed her eyes and moaned quietly and I could tell she was close.

I slowly penetrated her with two fingers and she moaned even louder. I gently moved my fingers in and out, fucking her slowly. She moaned again and then quietly urged me.

"Harder. Fuck me harder." She moaned again and a several of the men standing around us echoed her moan. I worked my fingers faster for several seconds and then began fucking her really hard. My entire body moved as I finger-fucked her, and I closed my eyes to better concentrate on making her cum. She was groaning constantly as she thrust her hips forward to meet my fingers, and I could tell she was about to cum.

Suddenly, her hands went to her mouth in an effort to stifle her scream, but she was only partially effective. Several of the nearby passengers craned their necks to see what was going on. The small group of men participating in our sensual games could physically shield us from the view of the other passengers, but the two of us were simply making too much noise to fully escape the attention of at least a dozen other passengers. In addition, I was sure they could smell our arousal. I was so turned on by the physical stimulation plus the emotional thrill of participating in public sex. Again. I felt my body quiver from the excitement of it all.

Slowly, the woman in front of me recovered from her orgasm. The two of us adjusted our boobs inside our bras, and then our clothes, making ourselves publicly presentable again. We hugged other and kissed, a slow but passionate kiss. Then we turned and hugged the five men who had so graciously shielded us from view, three of them benefiting from the sexual experience directly. We self-consciously grinned at each other, our expressions morphing into smiles of friendship. And then we arrived at the next stop. I looked around at my new friends and smiled at them again.

"You know, there is an excellent pub about a block from here. I would love it if you all could join me for a drink. Or maybe two. And maybe we could make arrangements to repeat this awesome experience next week." We exchanged smiles as we left the subway car and walked up the stairs to the street above.