Message-ID: <40964asstr$1045746605@assm.asstr-mirror.org> Return-Path: <ellem52@mail.com> X-Original-Message-ID: <20030219222052.42403.qmail@mail.com> Content-Disposition: inline Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit MIME-Version: 1.0 From: "Lou Moran" <ellem52@mail.com> X-Originating-Server: ws1-7.us4.outblaze.com X-ASSTR-Original-Date: Wed, 19 Feb 2003 17:20:52 -0500 Subject: {ASSM} Train Stories :: Jerky Stop Date: Thu, 20 Feb 2003 08:10:05 -0500 Path: assm.asstr-mirror.org!not-for-mail Approved: <assm@asstr-mirror.org> Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d X-Archived-At: <URL:http://assm.asstr-mirror.org/Year2003/40964> X-Moderator-Contact: ASSTR ASSM moderation <story-ckought69@hotmail.com> X-Story-Submission: <ckought69@hotmail.com> X-Moderator-ID: dennyw, IceAltar Train Stories :: Jerking Stop ellem52@mail.com MF cons --- Can you vote in the USA? Does sex make you happy? Got a good grip on reality vs fantasy? If you answered YES to these questions read on. --- When his wife bought him the silk underwear she'd said she'd gotten it for him so he'd have an erection all day long. So that when he got home he'd want to screw her brains out. So he'd be wild from all the delicious rubbing he'd get from even just walking. It was true; wearing these boxers made him rock hard. Although it wasn't just the boxers today. Today a new intern started at the firm. He was throbbing thinking about her compact body and huge tits. He sat, oblivious, on the inside a of triple seat with his head against the window looking out while the bouncing of the train kept him fully erect. He couldn't break the thoughts from his mind. What it would feel like, sound like to be pounding that little bitch's brains out on his desk. He knew he was big. He knew a little broad like that wouldn't last too long at the end of his tool. The train crawled in the snow and he throbbed thinking about all the things he wanted to do to that intern. A woman sat in his section leaving a seat between them. He didn't look at her but he caught a glimpse of her leg underneath her long coat. Some pointy shoes, maybe boots, and a nice heel. She was fidgety. Kept moving around. Putting things in the overhead rack. He turned to look at her as she stretched to put her coat up on the rack. He looked at her bare stomach as her sweater crept up. The front of her pants were laced with leather and so were the sides. He got harder. It made him dizzy. Underneath her split, flared pants were knee high black boots, and her thighs were tight. She smiled at him as she sat back down. The train jerked and she landed on his lap. Her soft ass yeilding to his rigid shaft. She tried to get up and the train shuddered again so she ended up sliding across his cock and landing with his massive beast between her ass cheeks. She could not only feel his size but between her legs his cock was hot. She couldn't believe how it felt. She couldn't get her legs together with that thing between them. She tried to stand again but he grabbed her hips and slid her ass on his cock again. She never even thought about stopping him. It felt so good. He was a real man. A man who had the tools to get the job done. A man who was going to take control of the situation. She creamed in her black stretch pants. She imagined if he was inside of her his dick would stop somewhere by her tits. Her ass was perfect. He slid her over his buldge a few times. He felt the first drips of cum ooze out of hardon. Finally he picked her up and sat her on the seat next to him. She immediately leaned into him grabbing his cock. He sprung it free from the zipper. The silk boxers had a huge hole with a single button for releasing himself from them. He grabbed her face and looked her in the eyes. Goregous. Fair skin, lightly freckled, bright blue eyes, a perfect nose and dark brown hair. Porceline doll beautiful. One long leg dropped to the floor as she bent over, exposing her ass to the aisle of the train as she went down on him. She rammed his cock to the back of her neck, unable to position herself to deep throat his pole. She slobbered on him. He shoved his hand down the back of her pants, finding no underwear, he pushed a thick finger into her sopping wet snatch. She gasped and then continued sucking him. His free hand bounced her head on his cock. She began to add pressure to his aching knob with suction and by squeezing his balls. Miking the cum out of him. He had to cum soon, he was fingering her so effectively that she could feel herself getting ready to cum too. It was going to be the kind of cumming that left her shaking. He thrusted his hips and blasted a massive load into her mouth. She could not contain it all. He felt like weeks of cum has been unleashed through his cock. He was cumming so hard it hurt. She was sucking him through his orgasm. He yanked up with his hand and shoved his other hand into her pants from the front and pushed her clit. It only took once. She gulped and screamed out. She collapsed as the orgasm ripped though her. She lay prone across the seat, one foot dangling on the floor the other straight up against the back of the seat, her head in his lap next to his hard, wet dick. She was gasping for air. Trying to control her breathing again. What did he do to me? He pushed the air out of his mouth in exaggerrated puffs. This girl was some dick sucker. Christ he was still raging hard. He looked at her incredible body spread across the seat. He ran his hand from her thighs up her ass to her lower back. She shuddered. "Let's go," he said picking her up bu the arms. He pointed her towards the Conductor's Seat. A small "room" barely big enough for him. She wobbled to the door and kneeled on the chair facing the wall. Some passengers looked at the disheveled woman and the man with his pants open as they walked by, but he shut the door on them. He yanked her pants down and stepped into her with all of his strength. She lifted off the seat. Her shins against the edge of seat as he shoved himself deep inside her. She screamed out as she dropped back down onto her knees. He kept on hitting the deepest parts of her pussy. She fucked back holding him inside of her by pushing her ass onto him. They pumped each other like that for a while. Fucking like animals. She could barely think straight, but the thoughts she had were focused on making him cum. She squeezed her pussy muscles tight on him. He couldn't believe what she was doing to him. She used every part of her body to fuck him. She wasn't just taking it in, she wasn't crying out, "Stop!" She was fucking him as hard as he was fucking her. Her pussy couldn't fit him all in but it could take what he was giving and he was giving all he had. He wrapped his arms around her, trying to slow her down and get the upperhand in this fuck. He was easily able to overpower her. She couldn't break free from his grip. He began hammering her. Without her hips moving she couldn't control the pace. He knew that. He was going in for the kill. He was going to fuck her good now. She squeezed her thighs in a last ditch effort to regain some control but he slammed into her deeper. And deeper. His huge head pushing her spot with every cunt crushing thrust. He found the spot and wouldn't let it go. He knew exactly what he was doing to her. He got it. He was nailing her now. She was writhing. She was groaning. She was panting. He was impaling her. She was shaking. Her ass. Her tits. Her lips trembled. "Oh my God I am cumming," grunting herself back to sanity. Relaxing her grip on his fuck stick. He started again, still hard. This girl's body was unbelievable. So strong. So beautiful. He couldn't stop. His cock kept seeking the deepest part of her pussy. She wasn't prepared for more. Her strength was sapped. The two orgams had left her spent. Why wouldn't he cum? He stuffed her. He could feel her once strong body going limp under the relentless fucking. The transfer of power was like a drug. He continued fucking her. With each thrust he could feel her slipping into him. He couldn't hold out much longer. His stamina was exhausting. He was fantastic. She couldn't hold out much longer. They came. Hard. He shook, she trembled. He gasped, she moaned. As he pulled out she came again, in a small way. He twisted her and they kissed deeply. He rubbed her sopping mess. He looked for something to clean them up with but could not find anything. She looked in the window, the night sky made it a dim mirror. She tried to fix her hair. Her crotch was too wet to put her tight pants back on. He tried licking her dry but she pushed him away. "No more. I can't cum again," she whispered. He tore off a shoe and a sock and dried his cock, and pulled the sock across her pussy drying, and disgusting her. She pulled her pants back up and tied the laces. She could barely walk. Her confident stride was now the same as a street hooker. That's why they walk like that, she thought getting back to her seat. He strutted behind her to the shocked stares of the other commuters. Her ass was amazing still. She reached up to get her coat and bags and he leered at her long body. He nudged her into the window seat and they kissed for the next two stops. "I have to go," she huffed. "Take this to the end I'll drive you home." "I can't I have to meet my fiancee, and you," she said looking at his ring finger, "have to get home to your wife." "God that was awesome." "Let's find each other again." He kissed her and wondered how he would have the energy to fuck his wife when he got home as she wiggled out the doors of the train into the snowing night. -- Saying you're a Windows Systems Administrator is like saying you're a Flight Simulator Pilot -- __________________________________________________________ Sign-up for your own FREE Personalized E-mail at Mail.com http://www.mail.com/?sr=signup ------- ASSM Moderation System Notice-------- This post has been reformatted by the ASSM Moderation Team due to inadequate formatting. -- Pursuant to the Berne Convention, this work is copyright with all rights reserved by its author unless explicitly indicated. +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+ | alt.sex.stories.moderated ----- send stories to: <ckought69@hotmail.com> | | FAQ: <http://assm.asstr-mirror.org/faq.html> Moderator: <story-ckought69@hotmail.com> | +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+ |Discuss this story and others in alt.sex.stories.d, look for subject {ASSD}| |Archive at <http://assm.asstr-mirror.org> Hosted by <http://www.asstr-mirror.org> | +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+