Subway Ride

Relaxed, I stand comfortably and close my eyes. Taking a deep breath I can still smell your cum on my face. I open my eyes and smile as I see my refection in the inside window of the subway car as we leave your station.

Your accent is enticing and rich. You whisper into my ear in your elegant accent "Your ass is so soft."

"So you like that?" I reply in my soft American English.

"Yes, very much. I'd like to fuck you in the ass." you whisper as you continue to push your stiff cock deeper inside of me.

I must close my eyes again as I am blushing at the thought of this. The train jolts and I bight my lip moistening some of the remnants...mmmm The taste of your cum makes me wet.

"I like to fuck you because you are submissive to me." he says in a confident voice as he penetrated my ass.

"I trust you. You can do anything you want to do. I know you won't hurt me." I can barely mutter before I cum.

I am now at my stop. My smile spreads across my face as I walk off the subway, up the stairs, and out onto the street. As I move I can smell your body on mine. I remember without looking or touching how and where your placed your hands, gently slapping my face sometimes, taking me. Fucking me. Mixing your energy in mine. I adjust myself and briskly walk forward.

"You look so sexy in your glasses. I want to cum on your face." as he climbs up on my chest, making sure that my soft tits are in view.

I start sucking his cock and licking the shaft and he is able to utter my name just sightly telling me that he needs to cum, he "must come."

I adjust my glasses in my reflection.

Grabbing a scarf from before he tosses it over my face, "Cover you eyes."

Meanwhile I lay on the blood red sheets waiting fir the next touch. I feel the arms of my glasses graze my head and I delicately adjust them to be able to comfortably see.

"I want to cum on your face!"

"Yes, come all over me!" I plead.

Licking my lips I can still taste you. Starchy and sweet, a pungent mix of your diet and man made product.

This one is for the journals, I think. This moment is worth saving.