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Subway Sex
Letting Whatever Happens, Happen!

Subway Sex is one of those short love stories that we all have imagined in one way or another.

Weather it be actual involvement or watching on the sidelines!

We all have our private lifestyles and personal interest that won't allow us to let go and let happen.

Subway Sex is one person's journey through the pleasure of letting go.

So remember, while our guardian angels keep us morally right our simple minds allow us to play with our imaginary girlfriend.

Please Enjoy....

Subway Sex

I have never been one who was ashamed to acknowledge another woman's beauty, but when it comes to having an attraction to another woman I was taught it was a sin.

Deep in the unknown of my soul I have always desired the comfort and familiarity of a woman's touch.Today on the subway my curiosity turned to reality as I road home from work.

Everything seemed to go as normal, the early morning quite filled the air, and the cool Philly breeze that seems to creep around just before dawn, followed me like a stalker. Every now and then tickling my thighs underneath the Chanel skirt I was wearing.

The subway car was a little more crowed than normal, just enough people for where I had to stand and grab a hand rail. All these men on the train and not one gentleman enough to offer a seat.

I was about to slide right up out of my stilettos when she walked onto the train.

Her presence was breath taking confident, but not cocky. She wore a sexy dark blue with pink pin stripe Versace skirt suit. The top three buttons open showing off her mocha brown cleavage.

She seemed to almost glide through all the people and took her place on the hand rail with me.

She had short jet black hair, piercing hazel brown eyes, full lips that looked like they were made to kiss, lick, and pleasure.

As she stood in front of me I felt the moisture began to build up between my legs.

It was obvious us sharing the same rail was no accident when she cleverly let her hand slide down the rail and grace across my fingertips.

Her confidence was scary and exciting at the same time. As she let her fingers caress my hand she stood their looking me directly in my eyes giving me a seductive smile as to say " I know you like how this feels and I can tell you want more"..

I was about to ask her name when even more people got on the car which forced us even closer together and now the person behind me had me pressed against the rail.

Before I could say a word I felt her finger leave my hand and my body all of a sudden got sad and wanted to say why are you stopping, but it didn't take long to see where she was heading.

She took me being forced against the rail as her opportunity to play. As her fingers traveled from my hand to my waist I felt my whole body tense up with fear and euphoria.

Never speaking a word and with her eyes never leaving mines, never having any resistance from my free flowing mini skirt, she touched, teased, and took her time arousing my click. As the ride carried on the moisture between my legs turned into a waterfall of emotion.

No one in the car could tell what was going on and it took all of my willpower not to scream and moan with pleasure. I bit my bottom lip in an attempt to control my feelings.

She moved her fingers up and down and with every stroke my body quivered on the inside with an emotion I had never felt before. The bumpiness of the ride added to my pleasure and it combined together as I came all in my panties.

When the reality set in I was instantly embarrassed and felt like running but my knees where still weak. As the subway car doors opened she turned to leave. I was about to grab her and ask her who she was, but she touched my lips and wouldn't let me speak. Then she simply said to me....

"A touch is a Touch

so let that be

and if its meant to happen

again we'll meet"

"Subway Sex" Written By: Poeticly-X-Rated


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