Timestop: The Train Ride Chapter 1 - Sex Stories

Timestop: The Train Ride Chapter 1

... height, I'm used to shorter girls, hmm I like it. Sort of a volleyball figure. and her legs in these joggers, god damn so curvy and long, her thighs on the thicker side to go with that ass, I feel them up and down, the smoothness, the warmth, the meatiness, her pants rippling as I feel exactly what I want, roughly, with no thought to how she feels or what she thinks of me. I grip her inner thigh as hard as I can, because I can. then I slap her ass literally full force. it ripples and shakes for a full second. The feeling of not having to hold back is invigorating. I slap again, watching the effect, her whole body rolled a bit on that one. I punch, maybe not quite full force, I've never punched a girl before, in the ass no less, god this is great.

I can't take it, I dive face first, lying roughly on her legs, stuffing my nose right in her asscrack, right where her asshole is beneath that cloth, inhaling deeply, my head buzzing in lust, more of her sweet smell, slightly tinged, slightly dirty and musky, but still so sweet. an unmistakable hint of that tangy salty smell of woman, of panties, of sweat from a day of sitting, of pussy and ass. I rub my face around, gripping asscheeks with both hands and smushing them around, forcing my face in deeper, smothering myself, pushing her cheeks towards mine, breathing deeply again and again. I get a hint of that smell, then lose the scent because I'm getting light headed, then get it again as I breathe more and more of her.

I lift ...

... my head back up to look her up and down, I smack her ass with both hands, dig my face in again, smack and grip as hard as I possibly can while breathing her in again. I feel the rippling verberation on my face as I smother myself deeper. my mouth wide open, licking at the cloth. slap, inhale, punch, inhale.

All of this would never be allowed, with any girl, the pain she would feel, and how weird it would be, but no one knows, so I'm free, I can do anything.

I lift up and see her perfect rump right in front of my dazed eyes. I bite, hard, more than you'd ever get away with, probably leaving a mark. I slap and breathe and rub my face in for a few minutes, until it starts to get boring, I remember there's so much more to do.

I have to pace myself, I'll come back. I roll her over on her back, her arms, legs, head all flopping roughly, that bit of blood from her nose, her mouth slightly open, eyes now relaxed open staring blankly, it's a good look for her. but she's got resting bitch face even now.

her sweater is thin and a bit tight, slightly showing the shape of her breasts, pretty small, subtle. her figure, tall, lean, and her legs in these joggers, god damn those thick thighs, I feel them up and down, so soft and squishy. I look higher up her legs, now fixated on her crotch, her pants don't reveal much, but I slide my hand along her thighs all the way up, feeling that insane warmth, almost heat, radiated from the pussy underneath. everything is soft, everything is ...