The Caller 05 - Riding on a subway - Sex Stories

The Caller 05 - Riding on a subway

A few minutes later, the phone vibrated. I answered, hearing her familiar voice in my headset: "Mmh, you've been a very dirty girl," she said. I swallowed, scrolling through the pictures of myself covered in the semen of more men than I could count, more men than I had ever had in my entire life, all in one night. "Now go out," she instructed me. I just stared at the phone, with my cum-covered face looking back at me from the display. "I-I-I need to clean myself up first," I whispered back, surprised she didn't think of that. Were there any bathrooms here? "No need," Missy replied cheerfully. "Tonight, we'll show the world what kind of slut you are, won't we?" I stared at the phone like a deer might stare at the headlights of an oncoming train. I can't possibly go out like this, I thought. No, certainly not. Doing all this anonymously, and without getting seen was fun and all, but this is where I draw the line. "I... I can't..." I replied weakly. Why did all my resolve melt away so quickly when I was talking to her? "What's wrong? Someone broke your legs, girl?" she asked. "Come on, let's have some fun!" Okay, it's just a quick walk across the street, and then I'll be in my car, right? Just, like, 10 yards? And it's dark. Nobody's gonna see. It won't be so bad. "Alright," I sighed, gathering my handbag and pulling myself up by the chair. My knees were still weak and hurt a little from all the kneeling, and my heels were killing me now. I took my jacket and hesitates for a ...

... moment, not wanting to stain it with the cum on my dress. Then I called myself a fool and just put it on. It'll all go into the washer anyway. Sneakily I opened the door. The neon-lit corridor outside the porn booths was empty, and I hurried through the store and out the door as fast as I could, not looking left or right and hoping that nobody would take a closer look at me. Something ran down between my cleavage and made its way down to my belly button, but I tried to ignore it. Outside, I hurried across the street. It had started raining and the asphalt was slick and shiny, but luckily there weren't many cars on the road, so I made it across easily. When I had reached my car, I leaned against the door for a moment, catching my breath and fumbling my keys out of my pocket. "Alright," I said into the bluetooth, sounding maybe a little more annoyed than my position with Missy would allow. "I'm out." "Mmh, go down the street," she said absently. "Like, it should be to your left, when you exit the building. There's a Light Rail station not far from there. Take the next tram." I stared at my car for a moment with my mouth open, then looked around perplexed. There was indeed a station about a thousand feet down the road. "But... but... it's raining," I said. "And I'm all... I'm... I need a shower." I shuddered, not knowing what I was afraid of most - the people who hang around the Light Rail at night, or that they might see me like this. "Okay, let me get something straight," Missy ...