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A black stranger in the metroVictor and I had gone to New York for just a weekend.My loving hubbie was taking some boring round of conferences there and he had asked to join him in that voyage.The first day I visited old friends living there, while Victor assisted to his own business.The same evening we decided to have dinner outside our hotel and then Victor suggested to use the metro and cross to Manhattan…I was trying my best to keep up in my seven inch heels. I was wearing a nice short yellow summer dress that was mid-thigh length and was cut rather low across my chest. I wore no bra, since that day it was so hot…As we approached the metro gates, my loving husband dashed through the crowd thinking I was right behind him. He boarded the car and turned to see me more than ten yards away as the doors closed.Then I texted him not to worry; I would catch the next one and join him at the restaurant we had chosen…I relaxed a bit having no need to rush any longer. I glanced around and saw the crowd pushing closer to the entrance where the next car would pull in. I moved with them. Since I was on for the duration, I immediately stepped to the back corner where fewer people were clustered together. The car finally began to pull away. There were at least two dozen people in that crowded space, mostly business men and women reading their phones.There was no room to move, and everyone seemed to be standing very close, bodies pressed together uncomfortably.I checked my phone and put it back into my purse. In that moment I felt that someone was behind me. I turned partially as if adjusting my dress to see who was there.It was an old black man, taller than me, wearing dark clothes. The car bumped in some areas and swayed a bit in a comfortable rhythm. I looked out to see our progress, when I felt the feeling of two hands placed lightly on my hips. The black man had moved closer to me. My heart began to race faster with every second that his hands did not move away. I took a few deep breaths and looked around the car, my eyes dashing frantically, searching for someone who could see what was happening. But nobody seemed to notice anything out of place…I had decided not to do anything. It was no big deal, after all and then I took a deep breath to relax.Suddenly his hands left my waist. I sighed in relief. It was nothing, just as I thought. But then I felt his hands were back; but now they grazed my sides and were slowly caressing my lower belly…They kept moving, wandering all over my back and upper body.I gasped. He was now firmly gripping the sides of my round boobs.He held the sides of my tits in his hands hidden between my dress foldings. No one around could see his hands under maltepe escort it.My body tingled in a strange electrical sensation.His fingertips were not still feeling my nipples. If he had, he would feel that they were embarrassingly hard. Instead, he was moving his palms and fingers together and feeling the curvaceous sides of my full boobs. I reacted by moving away from him. I tried to take a step forward; bu, as son as he sensed I was moving away, he pulled me back even closer to him. Now I could feel his body was fully pressed against mine. As a thousand thoughts ran through my head, he once again adjusted his hold upon me. I clearly felt something thick and firm pressing against my ass cheeks.Then I realized it was a large, hard cock. He was pressing himself against me while he held the sides of my breasts.Then I felt his stiff erection slipping between my ass cheeks. I could feel him throb in my butt crack.Even with my summer dress and his trousers between us, I could feel his cock between my cheeks. I was becoming frantic. I needed to do something before someone noticed. As I began to move forward again, his big hands moved to cover the front of my full, sensitive boobs and grabbed them one in each hand. He used his new hold on me to pull me back and subdue me in that dark corner. I did not scream. Not even a single word…I froze as his hands groped my round firm tits, squeezing and pinching my hardened nipples.Then he began grinding his giant hard rod into my ass cheeks and I stood quiet, allowing him to do whatever he wanted…Then I felt a chill run down my leg. A cool breeze seemed to penetrate my inner thighs. I reached down discretely to find to my horror that i was dripping wet. I was so wet that I was literally leaking fluid out my pussy through my damp cotton thong and it was running down my leg.I was really turned on. I felt a jolt of electricity run straight through me. I moaned silently and closed my eyes. I became dizzy. I felt his hands leave my boobs and could feel some movement behind me. The hem of my short dress wasbrushed away and I felt a draft against the exposed skin of my butt cheeks. His thick fingers were moving behind me, between my spread tighs. My cotton thong was lifted away and placed to the side. I spread my legs apart a bit.Then, he was there. His large thumb pressed over my tight asshole. I felt the tip of his thumb engaging my asshole, but soon he inserted two thick fingers into my saturated pussy.I gasped in surprise, but covered it up with an improvised cough. No one around seemed to notice he was assaulting my body…I felt his breath near my neck. I could feel his voice in a low whisper: “You are mine now, pretty slut…” escort maltepe I nearly collapsed onto his strong arms; I was wanting his fingers deep inside me and not teasing me as it was..His thumb left my asshole and then dipped into my gushing pussy. He put it right back on my ass and pushed. Despite my clenching, his wet thumb slipped in. I felt myself adjust, my anal ring stretching around the first knuckle of that naughty thumb.His two fingers in my wet cunt became three. I trembled. He slipped in another finger, making my pussy stretch around his four thick rough fingers. He wiggled his thumb in my ass.Then I felt I was this black old man’s slut…That bastard had some crazy control over me and I was willingly consenting to his sexual advances. I wanted him to fuck me…He had now one hand back on my boobs again.I used my own hand to grab a pole I was standing near and I pushed back into the black man in a subtle fucking motion. I prepared for my first orgasm as I gripped the pole. Feeling my pussy open wide and accepting of all he could offer, I gyrated my hips and flexed my muscles to latch onto his fingers. He drove his thumb up into my grateful asshole and I had the quietest but most intense orgasm of my entire life. I shuddered and convulsed. I panted and whimpered…all as silently as I could. I leaked and drained my pussy onto his heavy hand.As I began to come back to my senses I discovered he was holding me up. I felt his hands leave me. My dress was lifted up from behind. His hard hot shaft slid between my thighs and moved its way back and forth. My wetness coated it. I lubricated the cock that was about fuck me there; in the middle of the people.The black man just let his huge dick wedge between my tighs. I glanced down. There was a thick bump jutting out in the front of my dress. It throbbed and a dark spot appeared in the thin material It was his hard cock and it was leaking pre-cum. Both of his hands were on my breasts, kneading them from behind. I was straddling his rod and rubbing my hungry clit and twet pussy against it. His fingers had found my nipples and he twisted the, very hard, making me moan oin silence. I had to bite my lip so as not to scream loud, like a bitch in heat. All of the sudden, the car’s door opened. This was the end of the line. I watched as the doors remained open. I knew my loving husband was waiting for me outside; just few yards from I was standing. But I felt I was unable to move. The doors closed again. Now i was alone there inside, just with that old black man…I was pushed to the floor resting on my hands and knees. I reached around to lift my summer dress above my ass cheeks and gather it around my waist. Then maltepe escort bayan I spread my legs wide for that black man…He grabbed his hard erection with one hand and tapped my very wet dripping labia with the shiny head.He circled the head and stirred the opening to my body.Then he finally thrust it deep in my hungry cunt.He fucked me like a man that knew what he was doing. Long, deep thrusts into me, grabbing my firm ass cheeks with his strong hands.I scream loud as he filled me with his warm seed.I yelled begging him to fuck me harder; as the car started to move again. His pace became faster. The car’s floor was dirty, but not filthy.I fell forward and pressed my cheek against that dirtiness.Then I began to cum…My cunt released a massive orgasm. Meanwhile, a black hand spanked my ass cheeks in a brutal way.I cried out my husband’s name for some reason. The black man slowed his pace. Back to long strokes. He had not cum yet.All of a sudden I was pulled up to my feet and turned around facing my assaulter. He moved me to the corner again, putting my shoulders against the back wall and he pinned me there.We made eye contact for the first time as he lifted me slightly, to set me back down onto his impressive black cock. He took a moment to lower my dress straps, exposing my round boobs free…Then he began fucking me against the back wall. I looked into his eyes, as he smashed his lips to mine. I resisted it. . My muffled moans echoed in that empty car; as his cock slammed into my pussy deepr and harder. Almost crying tears of lustful pleasure I rocked my pelvis into his enormous black cock. He broke a sloppy wet kiss and worked his mouth over my swollen hard nipples. Sucking each one, he applied just enough pressure to send me into another wild orgasm.I yelled at him to fuck me harder; as I gushed over his black dick.His strokes became deeper and the girth of his member became larger, feeling like a hot steel rod as he pounded me. I grabbed him over his shoulders, resting my head upon him as he began filling me with his burning semen.He grunted and moaned, as he filled my grateful cunt.Thrust after thrust, he relentlessly stuffed me with his hot sperm. I came again as he pumped his last trickles of cum into my body. He finally pulled out of me and let my feet come to ground again.Then he kissed me in silence and I started to wipe out the sticky semen from my legs. Meanwhile, the car had reached again its original sattion. When I looked around, the black man had dissapeared from my sight. I never knew his name…I came back on the same car, but this time I kept my back against the wall. I finally found my loving husband waiting for me at the restaurant.I fell into his arms and embraced him as if I had been away from him for an entire month. He smiled and told me we had been separated only for half an hour.I smiled back to him; thinking he would never know how long and nice had been for me that half hour…

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