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Now that she had cured herself of her mental block concerning inventive sex, Sarah was most eager to start experimenting. But it never dawned on her that she might experiment with anyone but Jack, of course — being uninhibited did not extend to the point of being promiscuous.
Or so she thought.
Sarah was collecting for the Periproct Fund, a charity started by a wealthy proctologist. The goals of this charity had seemed a bit bizarre to her at first, but she was always looking for same worthy cause to which to donate her energies — and sublimate her sexual desires — and the good doctor had explained it logically to her.
There was, after all, a heart fund and a cancer fund and there were numerous funds directed at curing complaints of the liver and kidneys, of mental illness and meningitis and cystic fibrosis — why should the rectum be neglected?
As the good doctor put it: “Woe to the unhappy citizen whose asshole is afflicted. He is the brunt of jokes, the butt of ill advised humor, even the victim of prejudice. He suffers indignities and mortification. In his agony and itch, he is not pitied, ah no! He is laughed at! Yes, the sufferer of an anal complaint is a second-class citizen. And it is our goal, here at the Periproct Fund, to stamp out this unhappy situation and to bring to light the true nature of the noble afflict ton.”
Sarah had been charmed by the doctor, who was an aristocratic chap, and always ready to take up a minority cause, she had willingly agreed to go door to door with the collection box.
It is true that, later, the doctor was arrested for trying a miracle cure for hemorrhoids — to wit, shoving his cock up the asshole of a wealthy female patient — but Sarah, of course, was not to know how the fund would turn out in the end.
And so on this fateful day, Sarah started out with her box to seek donations in the suburbs. The trouble began on the subway.
Perhaps there was something about Sarah now — some lusty glow, some sensual radiance — springing from her new, liberated attitudes. She had never been troubled by strange men before.
Be that as it may, she sat facing the seats opposite, thinking about Jack and thinking specifically about all the lovely things she was going to do to him and with him when she got home that afternoon. Since it was early in the day, there were few passengers taking the subway out of the city. They were streaming in to work, going in the apposite direction, and in the same car with Sarah, there was only a single passenger.
He had boarded one station beyond where Sarah got on. Although he had his choice of any seat on the train — but for the one in which she sat — he chose to sit opposite the girl.
Sarah thought nothing of it. She scarcely noticed the man, in fact, being lost in her daydreams.
She was wearing a shirt that reached to mid-thigh and her knees were slightly parted, showing a brief expanse of smooth white leg disappearing under the mysteries of her skirt.
The man was young, with longish hair and a leather jacket. He slumped in his seat. After a while he got out a package of chewing gum and managed to drop one in their aisle. He had to bend down to retrieve it and from that position, he was able to look right up Sarah’s skirt and see the crotch of her panties.
Because she was thinking of Jack, her panties were damp, clinging to her cuntlips.
The man was clumsy in a clever way. He dropped the same stick of chewing gum half a dozen times, taking longer and longer to find it every time.
His eyes were glued on her crotch.
Finally, tired of having to fumble for the gum while his head was tilted back, the interested fellow slid out of his seat and sat down on the floor.
Sarah’s eyes were closed as she daydreamed.
Her pussy was twitching and she figured there was no way she was going to get through the day without giving herself a handjob. If she tried it, she would probably cream in her panties.
She thought that was disgusting.
But she was wondering where she would be able to get the privacy to masturbate.
She couldn’t very well ask to use the bathroom in one of the suburban homes at which she was soliciting; she had no taste for pubic washrooms in train stations; she was not in the habit of going unescorted to cocktail lounges.
Her eyes flickered open.
She looked straight ahead and because her fellow passenger was on the floor, she did not see him. He was stretched out on his belly, his hand supporting his chin. He was chewing gum and gazing with unadulterated interest up Sarah’s skirt. Her gaze therefore passed over him.
Oh! I must have been dozing off, thought the newly uninhibited girl. I didn’t hear that young man get off.
She looked up and down the car. All the seats were empty.
They had just pulled out of the last municipal station and were picking up speed as they rolled along towards the first stop in the suburbs. Sarah knew that the train would not be stopping again for at least ten minutes.
She got a brilliant idea!
What could possibly be more private than an empty train? She had a good ten minutes during which she could play with her pussy in complete comfort and privacy. Even the motion of the train was a help. The seat, vibrating under her, was stimulating.
It was a naughty thing to do — and daring — but she figured it was safe enough, and she really did feel like giving her cunt a good handjob before she had to start walking from house to house. It would be uncomfortable, asking for donations at the doors while her twat was smoldering away like a glowing ember between her thighs. And how embarrassing if an orgasm sneaked up on her just as she was explaining about the worthy cause for which she was soliciting! She would be mortified!
Yes, obviously the best thing was to take care of her cunt while she had the opportunity.
Yesterday, she might not have had the nerve to do it. But now she had driven out her inhibitions by sheer will power and she was anxious to take advantage of her new freedom to act as her spirit moved her to accept the urges of her mind and body instead of denying and sublimating them.
Sarah closed her eyes again.
She thought about Jack’s prick. She imagined how happy he would be when she told him she had changed her ideas — or, better, when she showed him. She smiled as she imagined his surprise, followed by surging desire when she’d start to lick his prick.
Her hand crept into her lap.
She cupped her cunt through her dress, squeezing and stroking. Her thighs parted further. She tilted her head back against the seat and wriggled her hips.
She lifted her skirt above her crotch and cupped her twat through her panties, rubbing and massaging that hot fuck-box. She hadn’t given herself a handjob in ages, and she hadn’t been this horny in ages. She sighed with pleasure as her fingers traced along her steaming pussy.
Then she slipped her hand inside her panties and began to rub her cunt with steady strokes, sliding her fingers up the soaking slit and across the throbbing nugget of her clit. Her hips squirmed about and her thighs closed on her hand, then opened wide once more.
These maneuvers had a decided effect on the young man who was stretched out on the floor in front of her — understandably. His name was Melvin and he rode the subways frequently, always on the lookout for a glimpse of cunt. He usually managed to see at least one pussy a day — or at least the wedge of panty that covered that pussy — but never before had he observed a girl masturbating on a train.
His dick was already hard and he was face-down on the floor. Now it surged like a spring, levering down so hard that it lifted his ass right off the floor. Given a cock long enough and a place to stand young Melvin could have moved the world.
His eyes bulged out like hard-boiled eggs.
The girl looked sweet and demure, but she was obviously a terrible nymphomaniac. Who but a nympho would jack herself off right in front of a strange man? It didn’t occur to him that she was unaware of his presence.
I wonder if she’s giving me a hint, he thought. Boy, look at her rub that old crotch! Jeez, I can even hear her pussy squish!
Melvin wormed his way closer to Sarah.
“Ummm,” she said as she gently inserted her middle finger up her hole. She began to slowly push it in and pull it out, while her thumb switched back and forth across her clitoris like a windshield wiper. Her other hand drifted down. Usually she was a one-handed masturbator, but today she felt so pleasantly randy that she decided it was a two handed task. She pushed her panties below her crotch, not wanting to get cuntjuice on them. Using one hand, she spread her pussy wide open, the other hand dipping and delving up that creamy gash.
Melvin was bobbing up and down on his dick just as if it were a pogo stick.
Sarah was thinking about sucking Jack’s cock, her imagination thrilling her every bit as much as her hands. She had never sucked a cock but she had watched Wanda blow her father and she figured she would know how to do it. It didn’t strike her as a thing that would require much training.
She was shoving three fingers up her cunt flaw, using them like a cock. Her pussy clung and clutched. She twisted her wrist, screwing her three digits up the smoldering hole as she thought about sucking cock.
Then she had a naughty idea. She figured she ought to have a little practice before she started to gobble Jack’s pecker. Drawing her fingers out of her cunt, she brought them up to her face, still holding them bunched together in a simulation of a prick.
Her fingers were glistening with cuntjuice.
Sarah pushed her tongue out and licked at them. The exotic flavor of cuntjuice tingled on her tastebuds, and she shivered deliciously. She pushed the fingers right into her mouth and began sucking on them, moving them in and out through her pursed lips as if they were a pecker.
The sight of this erotic, behavior galvanized Melvin.
His jaw dropped open, his eyes popped out even further and his pecker began to shudder like a lightning rod that had just received a bolt. He rolled onto his flank and whipped his zipper down. His cock came charging out without assistance, bobbing up and down and then pointing at Sarah’s crotch, like the needle of some carnal compass directing the way to a sexual pole.
He wrapped one fist around his dick and began to pull it up and down vigorously. His other hand reached out for Sarah’s pussy.
Sarah had her head tilted back as she fed herself simulated dick. She was rubbing her clit with her other hand. Now Melvin’s hand crept between her parted thighs, not touching her legs. His fingertips brushed her juicy slot.
He pushed three fingers up her cunt.
Sarah wriggled joyfully, still rubbing her clit and sucking on her fingers.
Melvin began to push-pull in and out of her pussy.
Oh, this is very nice, Sarah thought. It’s lots more fun to use both hands when I rub myself off. That way I can fingerfuck my hole and still massage my clit. And it’s fun sucking on my fingers, too. Pretending they’re a prick and tasting my own sweet cuntjuice…
That didn’t add up.
She had one hand in her mouth and one hand on her clit and one hand up her hole and that made three hands and…
She looked down.
Melvin had risen onto his knees now, kneeling between her legs. He was fingerfucking her steadily and his other hand jacked up and down on his cock rigorously.
Sarah was dumbfounded.
Her mouth opened to scream, but she realized, just in time, that she was in no position to cry for help. It was all a terrible mistake. She had supposed the car was empty, but how could she explain to the conductor that she was masturbating on his train?
She simply stared at the young man, too shocked to react. Her hips had been squirming and they were still squirming, for although her mind had been stunned, her pussy was still taking great pleasure in being fondled. Melvin was fairly shoveling three fingers up her now, and her cunt was sucking on them.
Abruptly, Sarah realized that she was going to come!
It had all been a terrible mistake but it was too late to do anything about it now.
“Ooooh, don’t stop!” she wailed.
Stopping was the furthest thing from Melvin’s mind, for he, too, was climbing to the heights of passion. The head of his dick was aimed at Sarah’s steaming cunt. His hand sped up and down; his cockhead flared mightily.
Sarah’s cunt started to bubble. The slot filled with cream, tricking down her crotch and into the crack of her ass as his fingers pumped it out.
Her whole body was vibrating. She was panting and gasping and moaning and her hips worked like pistons.
“Coming…” she gasped.
“Yeah!” he shouted.
The head of his dick suddenly gave a great lurch and a foamy jet of spunk burst from the tip and shot between Sarah’s thighs. She gasped, staring down, seeing everything in slow motion with all her senses speeded up by her orgasm. His cum seemed to float through the air, turning over like a fleecy cloud. The creamy wad splashed right onto her cunt.
Melvin grimaced. He pumped a second load of jism from his dick with a frantic jerk. It skimmed up Sarah’s crotch and spread out over her belly. A nugget of cum dropped into her belly button. His third spurt was less forceful, dropping onto her thigh.
Sarah continued to squirm, working her cunt around on his hand and furiously rubbing her clit as she came in a series of breaking waves that drained her pussy.
Then she sat still, staring at the youth. He grinned at her.
My God! What have I done, she thought. “You naughty boy,” she said. “Jeez, lady,” he said. “Do you do things like this often?”
And what could she say?
Then the train pulled into the station.
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