                                                        Mind Game
                                                       By Comshaw

Blair clung to the strap as the subway car careened down the tunnel. He  hated the commute to and from work, and today was especially bad. Karen,  his  wife had been gone on a business trip for several days. He was very horny  and  the trip home seemed to be taking forever. All the seats had been taken when he boarded so he had found a comfortable spot at one end of  the  car  in  a  corner. 

The place he had claimed was almost like an alcove,  an  area  of about three feet between two walls. He could brace his  back  against  the wall behind him, his elbows against the walls on  either  side, hold onto the strap over head and not be banged around by the  motion  of  the car.

 He had claimed this spot before and one of the things  he  liked  is that no one could squeeze in against him. The only  place anyone could crowd him was directly in front of him. He settled in and  allowed  his  mind to wander, thinking about Karen and how her soft smooth skin would feel against his.

The  train  slowed,  then halted at a passenger platform. Half a dozen people got on and chose a place to stand. Blair was delighted as a young brunette  stopped  in front of him, reached up and took hold of a strap. Blair's  eyes  moved up and down her slim form, appraisingly. He took in  
the slimness of her hips and her rather small, but firm looking breasts. She  was  about  5  foot  10  or  11  inches  tall. 

'Tall enough I could comfortably  fuck  her  standing  up',  he  thought  to himself. She was dressed in a dark colored sweater and a knee length skirt. 

As she looked down,  seeking  something  in  the  purse she carried, Blair noticed the smooth  soft  curve  of  her neck. He longed to place his lips there, to make  her tremble with desire, but there were just to many people in the car,  someone  would  notice and after all, she might not take kindly to it.

 As  he stood there thinking about what her body would feel like pulled  firmly  against  his,  the  lights  in the car flickered and went out. A second later the train started to slow.

 There  was an excited babble of voices as the train slowed to a crawl, then  over the public address system came a deep male voice, "Ladies and gentlemen, please remain calm. This train has lost power temporarily. We are  in contact with the control station and will have an update for you in  a few minutes. Again, please remain calm and stay where you are. You are in no danger."

  It was very dark in the car. None of the emergency lights on the train were working. The only light was from a tunnel lamp 20 yards up the track. Blair could just make out the young brunette in front of him. He wondered what she would do if he reached out and ran his hand up under her sweater.

'Only one way to find out.' He thought to himself.

  He  stepped  forward until he was standing almost against her, reached out  and placed both hands on her hips. He could feel her stiffen at his touch,  but  she  made  no  other  move. He used his fingers to find the bottom  of  her sweater, then moved them both up under it. He slowly let  his  fingers  trace a path up her sides until both hands were just below her  breasts.  

She hadn't moved, except for a slight trembling, both her  hands clutched the overhead strap. He moved both his hands up and cupped her  breasts,  at  the  same  time leaning forward and placing his mouth against  the  smooth curve of her neck. To his delight he could feel her tilt  her head to give his mouth easier access to the smooth, soft, skin of  her  neck.  He slowly massaged her breasts, pulling and pinching her nipples  through the soft silky fabric of her bra. 

After several minutes he  heard a small moan escape her lips. He slipped his fingers under the edge  of  her bra and slowly pulled it up, allowing her breast to spring free.  He  brushed  one  fore  finger  back  and  forth over her nipple, delighted  by  the  way it stood up and the areola crinkled. He used his left  hand  to alternately work on one nipple then the other. Meanwhile, he  moved  his  right  hand  down to her thigh and started to gather the fabric  of  her  skirt, pulling it up until he was able to move his hand under  it  to  rest  on her hip. 

She was moaning louder as he rubbed his hand  from  her  hip  across the firm cheek of her ass and back. After a  minute  or  two,  he  moved  his hand around to her front and traced his finger tips lightly across the bulge of her panty covered pussy. He felt her tremble slightly and then push her hips toward his fingers. 

His left hand  was  still busy massaging her breasts as he traced the line of the leg seam of her panties, hooked his fingers under it and slowly slid his hand  under the silky material. He could feel her spread her legs as his fingers touched the damp coarseness of her pubic hair. 

He used his index finger  to  gently probe until it slipped in the wetness of her slit. He found  her  clit,  standing  tall and firm and began to slowly rub it. A gasp  escaped  her  lips  as he rubbed, a moment later, he felt her hand press  against  the  hard  bulge  of  his  cock.  He could feel her hand searching  for, then finding his zipper. 

She pulled it down and a second later  he  felt  the  coolness of her hand wrap around his hardness. She started  to  slide  her  hand up and down his hard, pulsing shaft, as he continued  to  rub her clit and pinch her nipples. A short time later he knew he had to have her, have his hard shaft buried in her wet pussy. 

He pulled  his  finger away from clit, moved his hand around behind her and pulled  the  crotch of her panties to one side. He also pulled her skirt up above her ass, then pressed forward with his hips. She still had hold of  his  rigid  shaft  and guided it toward her wet, waiting cunt. 

As he felt  the  head  of  his  cock enter her, he moved both his hands to her hips,  got  a firm grip and rammed his hardness all the way into her hot wet depths. He began pounding his steel hard shaft in and out of her. He could hear her panting as he fucked her, pulling almost all the way out, then  ramming home until his balls slapped against her. Over and over he slammed into her. 

He could feel his balls contract with his climax, then without  warning  his cock spasmed , pumping his cum into her tight, wet snatch.  As his cum squirted from his cock he buried it's length in her,  holding her tight, trembling with the intensity of the release. 


A moment  later  he  felt  the  train lurch, then start to move. He pulled his now  flaccid  cock  from  her wet cunt, quickly stuffed it into his pants and  zipped them.

"Excuse  me."  Blair said to the tall slim brunette in front of him as the train lurched to a stop at the passenger platform.

 She  glanced over her shoulder at him and stepped aside without comment. He squeezed by her and stepped out the door onto the platform. He walked quickly  up  the stairs, knowing he was going to be late. It took him 10 minutes to walk to his apartment building. He entered, and stood waiting  for the elevator. 

When the door opened he stepped on, pressed the button for  his  floor  and waited for the door to close. Just as it started to slide  shut  a very attractive blonde hurried through, clutching several large  bags.  She  reached  over and pushed the button for the floor below  Blair's.

 "Hi." She said."You live here long? I just moved in."

 "I've  lived  here about four years." Blair said, "It's a nice building. Nice  people  and  the  management  takes  care  of the problems we have promptly."

"That's good to hear." She said.

Blair  used  the short lull in the conversation to take a closer look at her.  She appeared to be in her late twenties or early thirties. She was short,  5' or 5' 1". She had green eyes, full pouting lips, covered by a dark red lipstick. Unlike the brunette on the subway, she had very large breasts and full hips.

The floor bell rang and the elevator slowed, then bumped as it stopped at  her  floor.  As  the  door  slide  open Blair noticed she was having  trouble getting all her shopping bags in hand.

"Can I help you?" He asked.

"Would you please?" She replied with a smile.

He picked up two of her bags and followed her out the elevator door. She walked  past  several apartment doors, then stopped in front of one. She quickly unlocked the door and motioned for Blair to follow her.

He entered and heard her say,"Just put those on the couch."

He placed the bags on the couch and turned to leave. 

"Please  can  I offer you a drink or something to payback the courtesy?" She said as she removed her coat.

"Whiskey and water will do." He said.

"Please sit," She said indicating the couch,"I'll be right back."

She  walked  towards  the kitchen and Blair could feel a stirring in his loins. Her hips swayed sensuously, almost hypnotically.

 He  could  hear the klick of ice dropping into a glass, then the faint sound of liquid pouring. A few moments later, she emerged and handed him an amber filled glass.

"Please excuse me for a moment." She said and disappeared down the hall.

He  sipped  his  drink and looked about. A few minute later he heard her steps  as  she approached. He turned and was greeted by the sight of her in  a  sheer  flowing  gown. He could see her ample breasts and the dark triangular  outline  of  her pubic hair through the material. She glided over to him and stopped directly in front of him.

"You're  sure  there  is  nothing else I can offer you?" She purred in a sexy whisper.

He sat for a moment, staring at her, then reached out, took her hand and pulled  her down to sit on his lap. He pulled her to him and crushed his mouth  to  her's, cupping one of her breasts with his hand as he did. He could  feel her lips part and a second later his tongue slipped into her
mouth.

As their tongues intertwined, he could feel her nipple stiffen under his fingers. After several minutes, she pulled away, stood then dropped to a knelling position between his legs. She smiled as she unzipped his pants and let his hard glistening cock spring out. She wrapped one hand around it,  placed her other hand beneath his balls, leaned forward and slipped her  mouth over the engorged head. He groaned as she engulfed his shaft. 

She  pumped  her  mouth  up  and  down  his  length, using her tongue to stimulate  the  tender  underside  as  she did. He could feel his climax almost  ready to explode. He pulled her away, not yet wanting to cum. He pulled  her to the couch then gently shoved her to a reclining position.

He  slowly  pulled  her  filmy gown up exposing her soft, smooth, creamy thighs. He positioned one of her legs so it was hanging over the back of the  couch,  and moved the other so her foot was on the floor. This left her  spread wide. Blair could see the pink lips of her pussy, glistening
with moisture. 

He  trailed his fingers from her knee up over the soft, smooth skin on her  inner  thigh towards her pussy. He could feel her hips rise to meet his fingers as they approached her crotch. A moment later he slipped his finger  between  her wet, swollen labia and across the small hard nib of her  clit. 

She trembled as his finger entered her. He used his thumb and forefinger  to  spread  the lips of her cunt, leaned forward and flicked  her  clit with the tip of his tongue. She moaned as he repeated it, once twice,  three  times.  

As  he  moved  to touch his tongue to her clit a fourth  time,  she groaned, grabbed the back of his head and slammed his mouth to her wet snatch. He sucked her clit into his mouth and rolled it between  his lips, causing her to moan and push her hips towards him yet again.  He  slipped two fingers into her and started sliding them in and out  as he sucked hard on her clit. 

After several minutes she started to let out a rhythmic,"Uh, Uh, Uh , Uh."

He  knew  she  was  close to climaxing. He pulled his mouth from her wet pulsing snatch.

She responded with an, "OH GOD DON"T STOP!"

He moved up, placed the head of his cock between the swollen lips of her cunt, put his arms under her legs, grabbed her elbows, and with one hard thrust  was  buried to his balls inside her. 


She let out a strangled cry as  he  began  to pound his hard shaft into her. He grunted each time he
 slammed into her and she groaned a counter point each time he slid out. 

She  started  to  moan,  then yell at the top of her voice,"OH GOD, YES! FUCK ME! FUCK ME HARDER! STUFF YOUR BIG COCK INTO MY PUSSY! FUCK ME!"

After  what seemed an eternity, he shoved his cock into her and trembled as  his cum erupted deep inside her pussy. He could feel her squeeze him as his shaft throbbed, pumping his cum deep into her.

The door alarm bell rang as the elevator door slid shut. It lurched again  as it stopped at his floor. He stepped off and walked slowly down the hall. He unlocked his door and pushed it shut once inside.

"That you Blair?" Came the familiar sound of Karen's voice.

"It's me." He said, plopping into his chair.

She  walked in from the kitchen, a glass filled with amber liquid in her hand. She handed him the glass, then sat on the arm of the chair. 

"God, I'm glad your home." He said, his arm around her hips.

She  smiled,  kissed  him on the top of the head and asked,"How was your day?"

He  took  a big gulp of the whiskey and water, shuddered and said,"Long, hard, horny."

She grinned, reached down and placed her hand on the bulge in his pants.

"I see." She said.

Blair  moved  his  hand from her hip up under sweater and started to rub her bare back.

"Come with me to the bedroom"He said," I don't even want dinner."

"I've  spent  the  last two hours making you a special dinner." She said with a frown in her voice.

"I guess we'll have to wait." Blair said, disappointment dripping from his words.

Her  hand  was  still on the bulge in his pants, rubbing gently back and forth.

"I  think we might be able to come to some arrangement." She said with a giggle.

She  pirouetted and ended on her knees between his legs. A quick flip of her wrist and she had his pants unsnapped, his zipper down and his steel hard shaft standing free. She looked up at him with a wicked grin.

"Your  going to owe me tonight! Aren't you?" She said, then started to lick the underside of his cock.

He gasped and said,"Anything you want!"

She stopped licking his cock and said,"Your imagination was working over time again wasn't it?"

All Blair could do was nod his head.

She  grinned  and said, "If you want me to finish what I started, you're going to tell me about it, right?"

Blair   groaned   and   responded,  "There  was  this  brunette  on  the subway--------"

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One floor down Barbara groaned as her husbands tongue slithered along her wet labia. As he licked, her mind continued the fantasy she had been visualizing of getting fucked in the elevator by that handsome guy upstairs.


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A few blocks away, Georgia groaned as she slid the buzzing vibrator in and out of her cunt. A  fantasy movie was running through her mind; she was being fucked from the rear by a stranger on a  broken, dark, out of power subway train, while surrounded by people who had no idea what was happening.






 

             


