When Laurie left her small hometown for the big lights and exciting nights of the big city she imagined a life of sophistication and taboo experiences she could only fantasize about. Instead, she finds herself working long hours for a perverted boss and travelling home alone to her cold bed in a tiny studio apartment.
After a frightening encounter she ends up on her long subway commute home with a handsome stranger who seems interested in giving her the debauched experience she has always craved. Will she be brave enough to take advantage of the forbidden fruit offered by a nearly empty subway car and a man with one thought in mind?
**Warning: This explicit 5,700+ short story contains explicit descriptions of steamy public sex, voyeurism, self-pleasure and multiple partners. It is intended for mature audiences only**
Excerpt: “You’re so wet for me.” His long fingers continued rubbing back and forth along my lower lips, the pressure waxing and waning as he teased me. His voice was rough with desire but still confident and playful. I could only sigh in response.
This is crazy. I know this is crazy but I’m doing it anyway! I couldn’t believe that this was happening to me. It’s one thing to dream about something—to fantasize about it every night—and another thing entirely to do it.
He pinched my nipple between his fingers, softly at first then twisting and rolling it. Goosebumps broke out along my arms and legs and all conscious thought disappeared. My entire being was focused entirely on my nerve endings. My brain was completely shut down. A wave of heat had swept it away. More than anything I wanted his fingers to find the hard bud of my clit and make me come. Shame and self-consciousness were left behind in my hot desire.
After a frightening encounter she ends up on her long subway commute home with a handsome stranger who seems interested in giving her the debauched experience she has always craved. Will she be brave enough to take advantage of the forbidden fruit offered by a nearly empty subway car and a man with one thought in mind?
**Warning: This explicit 5,700+ short story contains explicit descriptions of steamy public sex, voyeurism, self-pleasure and multiple partners. It is intended for mature audiences only**
Excerpt: “You’re so wet for me.” His long fingers continued rubbing back and forth along my lower lips, the pressure waxing and waning as he teased me. His voice was rough with desire but still confident and playful. I could only sigh in response.
This is crazy. I know this is crazy but I’m doing it anyway! I couldn’t believe that this was happening to me. It’s one thing to dream about something—to fantasize about it every night—and another thing entirely to do it.
He pinched my nipple between his fingers, softly at first then twisting and rolling it. Goosebumps broke out along my arms and legs and all conscious thought disappeared. My entire being was focused entirely on my nerve endings. My brain was completely shut down. A wave of heat had swept it away. More than anything I wanted his fingers to find the hard bud of my clit and make me come. Shame and self-consciousness were left behind in my hot desire.
