Stolen Moments - Sex Stories

Stolen Moments

... into her moist vagina.

Still, I could only reach so far in this position, so I pulled my hand away, stepping away slightly. Now it was easy to unzip her skirt and slide it down to her ankles, together with the thong. For a while I let my hands resume their work, one now reaching deep into her exposed pussy while the other worked over her swelling clit. But finally I could wait no more; the needs of my own crotch had to be addressed.

It took only moments to unbuckle, unzip and pull my pants and boxers down to liberate my now rock hard cock. It took a little more than that to position the girl so I could get a good angle of attack. Ultimately, though, I succeeded in finding the balance, as I always did, and slid my straining cock into her unsuspecting pussy. It felt so good! For a moment I stood there, buried to the hilt in girl flesh, savoring the sensations enveloping my manhood. But only for a moment; then I fucked her good. Long, hard, and fast, I fucked that little cock tease, using her firm tits as handles to pull her onto my cock. And all the while she was still completely unaware. Rape – that’s what it was, pure and simple. But I had long since gotten past the guilt I felt the first few times. Now I felt nothing – nothing beyond the physical pleasure of the sex – they were there for the taking, I could take them – without consequence – so I did.

Soon enough, too soon, I reached the limit of my stamina. Thrusting again, as deep as I could, I let myself cum; ...

... squirting my hot seed deep into her cunt. When I was done, I cleaned myself up first, using her tank to wipe both our juices from my cock and fingers. Then I put myself away, and began to work on her, pulling the lace thong back over her hips – although I doubted the flimsy fabric would fully halt the flow of fluids from her sex. Next I straightened her skirt back where it had been, and tucked her tits back into her bra – indulging in a few final gropes as I did. When I had her clothes all squared away, I spent several minutes repositioning her exactly the way she had been before I started.

Then I returned to my seat. I had just raped a young woman silly, in full view of a train full of witnesses – but nobody was remotely aware that anything had happened. I switched off the box.

Ahh! She cried, as the heat of her arousal flooded through her in an instant. Her nipples visibly hardened further and she trembled with near orgasm caused by the sudden sensations – when from her perspective – an instant before she had been standing normally in the train car. A look of panic swept her face as she quickly looked around her, but nobody was within two feet of her, even in the fairly full car. Another heartbeat and another realization hit her; her hand when to her crotch and her eyes went wide. Looking down she caught sight of the milky liquid now becoming visible below the hem of her short skirt as it dripped down the inside of her thigh.

This was the difficult part; hiding the ...