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Janet
There he was again. Every day for two weeks he had been in her car on the
subway. She had felt him staring at first and had smiled to him politely. He did
not approach her during the train ride or after,
but for the 35 minutes it took to get her to her home station, he watched her.
To start, Janet was rather annoyed at the invasion of privacy,
but as the days passed and she admired his muscular frame and soft blue eyes she
felt he was waiting for something.
This morning she had decided to do something about it. She had woken up early to
prepare. Her outfit for the day included medium heels, garter belt and
stockings, blouse, short-cut skirt, bra, and jacket.
As the train pulled away she arranged herself across from him.
She caught his eyes and gave him a welcoming nod. He just smiled and
watched her.
Over the next few minutes, as she 'read' a magazine, she proceeded to cross and
uncross her legs. Slowly, ever so slowly, her skirt worked its way higher and
higher along her thighs. When it was less than an inch from revealing her
stocking tops for all to see, she looked up at him again.
He was certainly paying attention. His eyes were riveted to the spot between her
legs, still hidden by the skirt. She smiled as she saw his slacks had developed
a very promient bulge and he kept pulling his hand away from touching it.
She waited until he looked at her eyes. She gave him a questioning look, as if
to say "Do you want more, sir?". He nodded imperceptably.
Janet arranged her things beside her to create walls on either side of her legs.
The crowd was not yet enough to create standing riders so only her watcher could
see her legs above the knees.
She hooked a finger under the edge of her skirt and began to draw it back
towards her fluttering belly. The excitement of this exhibition had gotten her
heart pounding and her pussy warm and moist.
Her stocking tops and garters appeared next, causing an appreciative ripple in
her audience. Then, finally, some curly hair peeked out at him. She shifted her
hips to allow her legs to spread a little. Each movement was arousing.
Janet let one finger slip down into her hot pussy and draw out a finger-full of
juices. She brought it to her mouth out of desire and sucked her finger clean of
her hot musky juices. She looked back at him.
He had his jacket over his lap and one hand led into the coat.
The movement was almost unnoticable, unless you suspected someone of
masturbating on a subway train. Their eyes met.
Janet ducked her head as if to see under his jacket. He looked around really
nervously and then tented his jacket quickly. Janet liked what she saw. His cock
was full, thick, and hard. She guestimated about six or seven inches, maybe more
if she was lucky. His jacket dropped quickly.
Janet slipped another finger into her slit and began to pump it in and out. Once
he got the idea, he responded quickly to her offered gestures.
Janet began to arrange herself as the train stopped for a station with usually
large crowds. They both rose to get off the train, no where near their
necessary stops.
--
Janet led the way from the subway train and up the long concrete steps to the
open air. Once outside, she looked around at the nearly deserted parking lot.
The evening wind was already chill and she could feel her nipples react to
the chill.
He walked up behind her. He pressed himself into her, his cock making an
undeniable impression on her firm ass. He let his hands roam the front of her
outfit as he began to suckle the skin on her neck.
She couldn't wait any longer to feel his prick inside her. She spotted an out-of-the-
way side of the Subway entrance, a wall hidden by bushes and other walls. She
led him quickly there.
His hot breath in her mouth as they kissed fueled her passions higher. His body
pressed hers against the cold concrete wall. His hands sought her breasts;
helping her off with her jacket, and then the blouse.
Her pussy was trembling with her undressing. Anyone might come around the corner
to find her being ravaged by this stranger. She wanted them to come and see her,
see the slut so controlled by her lust to ignore their shocked stares.
He started moving her skirt up out of the way. He ran his fingers along the
garter straps, tracing the tops of her silk stockings and snapping the straps
against her hot thighs.
He unsnapped her bra with the moves of a pro, and she found her nipples revealed
to the night air, the blast of cold wind mixing with their body heats to harden
her nipples into bullets from her breasts.
He took her nipples in his fingers and began to play with them, rubbing,
pinching, licking, twisting lightly. Her breathing was laboured and short. Her
face felt flush and her pussy juices were beginning to run down her thighs. She
was well on the way up on her roller coaster of orgasm.
She moved her fingers to his crotch and deftly released his straining meat from
its cotton prison. It fell hot and heavy into her fingers. She pulled it towards
her open pussy. He smiled at her in the blurriness of two faces together and
moved forward, slipping his cock into her hot, dripping pussy.
She felt the meat divide her and penetrate her. It kept coming an inch after she
expected it to stop and felt fuller than ever before. His length was perfect,
his width a delicious strain.
Her nerves became hyper sensitive as the fucking commensed. She felt every grit
of the concrete against her back, every strand of his hair in her fingers, his
lips on her skin and his tongue butterflying her lips.
The buildup had been too long, and as much as she wanted to
feel him fucking her for hours, she knew that she'd start coming soon.
She wanted to hook him, make him come with her.
She started to flex her thighs and pussy muscles to stroke his meat as it
pistoned in and out of her. He began to moan in appreciation.
Moments went by of exquisite contact, flesh into flesh, a carnal communion, she
began to lose herself in the impending wave of orgasm. She wanted to come so
bad, she began to hump back at his thrusts. Her moans became cries.
He began to grunt and his thrusts lost their solid rhythm. They began to come
and his cock felt like it swelled inside her. She felt the pinpoint heat of his
boiled cum shooting into her, and she crested her own orgasm, her pussy muscles
milking his cock for every last drop of come. She panted and whimpered, trying
not to scream like she ached to do. She grasped him tightly and wrapped her legs
around his thighs,
prolonging and deepening their intimate embrace.
Uncounted moments later she let her legs slip down his thighs to support
herself. His cock slid out of her. He did not release their embrace. They smiled
at each other in their afterglow, nuzzling and enjoying the decaying warmth.
He began to speak "I'm..." when she stopped him with a hand to his lips. She
pointed behind him to the lit building across the street. An elegant neon sign
pronounced it the Charles Road Grand Hotel. She questioned him with a look when
he turned back to her. A nod and they were cleaning up for the walk over...
--
Registration was quick and painless. He used a credit card and she waited for
him out of earshot.
The elevators were chromed and Janet looked at her reflection in them. She saw
herself, but it felt so far away from her normal life. She was pursuing
something that at any other moment in her life she would never have done. She
was following her lusts and passions,
drinking deep of sex, and for that, she could not recognize the body staring
back at her from beyond the shining doors.
He joined her and dangled the key from his finger. It had the number 800 on it.
Janet wasn't sure, but she thought that the eighth floor looked like penthouse
suites. All the better.
The doors opened and a woman walked out. She was stunning and dressed for
display. From her walk and attitude, Janet guessed she was a hooker. The woman
was wearing a black leather miniskirt and stockings attached to garters that
peeked from beneath the skirt. Her top was a blue satin bustier. Add a pair of
spike black leather heels and she was a pure sex object.
Janet watched her reach the desk and give some bills to the clerk. She also gave
him a peck on the cheek.
"Remember Raoul, you know where to find Cindy when you need her," she commented
to everyone in the lobby as she walked out. Janet slipped into the elevator
behind her lover. She filed the incident away for further use as she returned
her attention to the man beside her.
They embraced as the elevator headed up, the floor indicators rippling upwards
with them. She held him tightly to her and their tongues touched each other,
searching for a more intimate coupling.
The doors opened, presenting a short hallway with two doors.
Janet followed his lead as they walked to the one marked 800. He opened it
quickly and stood back for her to enter the room.
Suite 800 was huge. There was a hot tub in the middle of the living room, a
large bathroom, a kitchen and a delightfully large bedroom. The tub was already
hot and bubbling. Janet smiled as she walked toward it. He closed and locked the
door before following her.
Janet stopped at a stereo and turned on her favorite station.
She began to sway to the beat it was laying down. She pushed him on to the couch
facing the tub and began a strip tease for him.
She danced to the music and stroked her body for him. She smiled as she saw his
cock hard again against his slacks.
First her jacket fell to the floor followed quickly by her
shoes. The barer her skin became, the more aroused and sexy she felt.
After her blouse revealed her heaving breasts enclosed in her bra, she looked at
him. He had removed everything but his slacks and briefs.
She looked into his eyes as she reached to her left and slowly unzipped the side
of her skirt. She turned towards the tub and let it fall open over her panty
covered ass, garters running under the silky material. Then she let it slide
slowly down her legs.
Turning to him once again, she continued her dance, letting her hands caress her
flesh. Every nerve felt like an erogenous zone. Her nipples were on fire as she
pinched them through her bra. He was moving on the couch now, his hand stroking
his cock through his slacks, his torso stretching and twisting.
Janet unsnapped her bra from the front clasp and drew it back from her
burning breasts. She let it slide down her arms stretched behind her, forcing
her tits out in front of her. He was almost drooling, and definitely aching
to touch them.
Next went her panties, drawn tantalizingly slowly down her thighs and calves
leaving her clad only in her garter belt and stockings. Taking the safe bet,
she left those on to entice him. Every other man she'd ever had liked her to
wear them.
Now she went towards him on the couch. She stood before him with her
legs spread.
"Lick my pussy. Make me come in your mouth." He smiled widely as he scooted up
to lean into her bush.
She felt his tongue touch her cunt hair and thighs before it began to push
between her pussy lips. She was hot and wet and she felt him licking and sucking
at her lips. Ripples of pleasure shifted across her body making her lips tremble
and her nipples twinge. As his tongue ventured deeper, she felt herself widening
her stance to give him the widest access to her cunt. She began to talk to him,
saying everything her lust wanted but her mind had never before allowed.
"God, your tongue feels good in my cunt. My pussy is purring for you. Suck my
clit." He responded admirably and sent her a jolt shock as he sucked her clit in
between his lips and played with it with his tongue.
She rested her hands on his head, and ran her fingers through his hair as his
head bobbed in his eager work. She felt his nose brushing through her hair.
Her pleasure rose steadily over about 30 seconds, and she arched her feet in
response, eager to reach for higher sensations. She pushed his head into her and
gripped his head with her stocking-covered thighs. Her orgasm hit her and she
screamed out without any restraint into the spacious suite.
"Oh God, Oh God, Oh God, I'm cumming, I'm cumming, suck me,
lick me, I'm coming, here I come, here I come, God its good, ah, ah ah ah ah
aaaaaAAAAAAH" He kept up his work and kept her spasming with subtle and direct
stimulation of her clit.
She almost lost consciousness as the pleasure gripped her body from her lips and
nipples to the goosebumps on her arms to her ass,
pussy and feet.
He laid her back on the couch and moved on top of her.
--
His body was hot and hard as it moved over her naked flesh. She felt his
enormous hard-on beneath his slacks. He dry-humped against her, staining
the front of his slacks with her juices. Janet held onto him and stroked
his muscles.
Soon though he had to get up and take the awkward time to undress. He stood.
"Reveal me." he said in a quiet but commanding tone. Janet smiled as she took
the position he'd had moments before. She stroked his powerful legs through the
slacks for a few moments, getting near but never reaching his cock-bulge. She
kept this up until he didn't put up with it anymore.
"I said reveal me." A little louder, but enough to get Janet to obey quickly.
She undid his belt with some difficulty, taking the time to remove it from the
belt loops. Then each button came undone to reveal his hot thick meat. Janet
quickly pulled the slacks down and off of him and returned her attention to the
cock protruding before her.
Without a fanfare, she pulled the briefs from around his cock,
hooked them under his balls and grasped his cock with both hands. The head was
still exposed and she began to make mouth-love to it. Her tongue probed his cum-
hole and her hands had began to stroke him when he spoke.
"Did I permit you to touch my cock?" Janet stopped, rather confused. Some part
of her suspected what was coming next and tingles began again between her legs.
He pulled her hands away from his cock. He stepped back a pace.
"Touching my cock is a privilege and sucking it is your highest aspiration. Do
you understand?" Janet wasn't sure what was going on,
but the juices in her pussy and the heat she felt certainly told her to agree
to anything.
"Yes." He didn't look happier.
"Yes... Master?" The frown disappeared somewhat.
"For being a bad girl, what should happen?" She saw his cock was still as hard
and throbbing as ever, glistening with her spit. He was loving this.
"I should be punished." She added the Master after a brief pause, cued by
his reaction.
"Correct." He walked to the dining room portion of the suite.
He took a hard chair and brought it back to the area littered with their
forgotton clothes. He sat down. Janet didn't know what was next.
He helped her.
"Proper punishment is either a sound spanking or services to me beyond your
proper duties." Janet had never been spanked, but the other services part was
too vague for her to try just yet. She moved to his side in order to lay
across him.
"What have you chosen?"
"I deserve to be spanked because I was naughty, Master." He nodded.
"Get your panties and put them on." Janet complied and returned to her former
position. He moved her across his lap so her ass was displayed for him at her
highest point. She closed her eyes and waited.
SMACK. She cried out a moment as the pain sizzled her asscheeks. SMACK. She bit
her tongue, but didn't speak. SMACK. A tear welled up in her eye. She wasn't
sure about this. SMACK. Another tear and more electric pain.
Then she noticed the electric jolts were connecting right to her pussy. With
each stroke she was getting wetter and hotter. The pain was almost ignorable.
By the twentieth smat, she was ready to beg for more. She couldn't keep herself
from shifting against his leg, ravenous for a fucking. But he had positioned
her so that his cock lay hot against her stomach and would not reach her
sizzling pussy.
He stopped and carefully pulled her panties down to around her thighs, far
enough to trap her from spreading her legs. She had been nearly naked with him
before but this deliberate revealing felt more exposing than anything else. She
knew that she was only moments away from an orgasm.
"Have you learned your lesson?" She kept herself from yelling.
"No, Master, I have not."
"I thought so. Well, you will be spanked until you come!" He
moved his free arm around her until his hand rested against her pussy.
He resumed the spanking against her exposed bare bottom as he played with her
clit. Not even moments went by before she spoke.
"Yes, Master, I've been bad, punish me, spank me, spank me harder, make me cum,
I'm gonna cum, I'm gonna cum, I'm cum..cum..cumming, aah aah oooh aaah aah yes
god I'm coming..."
As Janet recovered from her orgasm, he lifted her back on to the couch and
returned to his chair. She saw the precom oozing out of his cock and his hand
couldn't keep from stroking it a little.
"If only I had my toys, we could do this right. You seem eager enough." They
both smiled at that.
"But Master, I may know of someone with the proper toys. May I make a call?"
He scowled.
"Are you someone else's slave?" He asked almost disappointedly.
"No, but I have a hunch. It will definitely be rewarding,
Master." He nodded and she noticed him breathing quickly, either through
anticipation or thrill.
A quick call to Raoul, a transfer to a line Raoul obviously kept on his speed-
dailer, and a minute or two of explanation.
"Cindy will be here in 15 minutes, Master. What shall I do while you wait?"
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