Julie’s Subway Abduction Pt. 4 - Sex Stories

Julie’s Subway Abduction Pt. 4

... It was a carrot and stick for Julie. The man's strong, dangerous hands were the stick, and his bearded mouth and hungry tongue were the carrot.

Julie's slutty bunny cunt couldn't get enough.

"Fuck yes, you pretty little slut. I knew you'd come around. Knew you needed it." He gloated as he swiped a big, long lick of his tongue from the bottom of Julie's gushing pussy right back to her trembling clitoris.

"No, I didn't mean—oh—please stop!" Julie demurred. The man squeezed her neck harder. This time, Julie couldn't breathe at all.

"Just be a good girl and let me make you feel good, princess," the man cooed, still choking Julie firmly. Her brain was going fuzzy, but her evil little pussy was loving this. Her air cut off, her cunny burned even hotter than before. "Yeah, that's it," the man praised. Julie felt a thick glob of her pussy juice throb from her gooey front hole. The man eagerly slurped it up. "Sweet little slut!" He snarled.

The man relaxed his chokehold. Julie coughed and inhaled sharply. Why, Julie wondered, did being choked like that have to be such a turn on? Why did it have to make the man's devouring her stupid pussy feel even better? She had read dirty confessions online from wild women who claimed they loved to be choked. At a high school party she had snuck out to, the college-aged older sister of one of her classmates had drunkenly told a story about hooking up with a much older man from Tinder. She'd shared that she'd said "choke me, Daddy" ...

... while he fucked her, and that it led to the best sex she'd ever had. Julie remembered blushing hard at the story, hoping none of her school friends saw her reddening cheeks in the muted lighting of the party. The sex her friend's sister described was too much like the dirty stories Julie couldn't stop herself from reading. Julie had sometimes even wrapped her own little fingers around her neck when she touched herself, unable to resist the image of a powerful hand claiming her neck while a powerful man made her his bitch fucktoy. The orgasms she had doing that felt dangerous, wrong, yet oh so addictive.

But the reality of being choked was far more consuming. Faced with a strong hand constricting her neck, depriving her of air, and a bearded mouth eating her cunt like it was the man's first meal in weeks, Julie's body just gave in. It decided this man owned her. And her body reveled in being owned.

"Ugh! Oh fuck!" Julie moaned. She was so close. With her one free hand, she started groping at her bare chest, feeling up her her heavy teen tits, one then the other. The man's tongue had sent shocks up to her nipples, and she just had to tweak them while he choked her and ate her. Her forearm crisscrossed his as she pawed her boobs. His coarse body hair tickled her soft schoolgirl flesh. The slight scratchy sensation only made her feel more helplessly overpowered.

"You're gushing for me, baby," the man boasted between licks. Another broad swipe of the man's tongue rolled up ...