Heated Encounter

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He finds himself looking at her as she stands in front of him on the subway train. Even though it is full of people, he can still smell her perfume, tormenting not only his nostrals but his loins as well.

Jeez! It has been months since he has had a lay and this woman is only inches away.

"Stop that, Kevin." He hears her tell one of her boys. His eyes flitter across her face, hardly believing that butter would melt in her mouth, let alone having sex to have kids.

"You heard your mom." The man next to her, presumably her husband says. The same man who had sworn at him after bumping into him.

Jerk!

He looks at the woman, his eyes moving down her frame. Again he feels his loins stirring. He wonders if the Jerk has ever given her a sex work out.

He doubts it. Not the way he looks. Especially the way she looks. No way does she look like a woman who is well fucked. He wonders if she gets fucked at all.

No.

She is like a perfectly preserved motorbike that has never really been ridden. That it has never been used for the purpose it has been built for.

Turning her head slightly, she sees him. He gives her a small smile and she looks away. The contact is only brief but he feels his lust jumping, his cock stiffening inside his pants and for a moment, he is wishes he is the Jerk. At least, he can lay her. Hell! He would take her home right now.

At the moment, every thing plunges into darkness as suddenly the train grinds to a halt.

Ooc: I am looking for someone who wants to play a woman about to have a steamy brief encounter.

 

[Cinderella]

Emily Bachman

Cries of alarm and the sound of people swearing as they were knocked into each other followed as the subway train lurched and stalled in the tunnel. Almost losing her footing when someone bumped her from behind, she tightened her grip on the pole she'd been holding. What in the world??

Hot, agitated and perhaps more frightened than she would have liked to admit, Emily Bachman called out to her husband. Fred had been quite close a moment ago, standing near where their sons had been seated.

"Kevin? James? Fred? Are you there?"

"Mom!"

"Here, mom."

"The boys are right here. Just stay still, Em. Everything is going to be all right. No need to get your knickers in a bunch." Her husband's voice came from somewhere to her left. Emily groaned.

"Very reassuring, Fred," she said under her breath, knowing full well that they should have taken the car.

"Everyone stay right where you are." It was the conductor! Angry and frightened passengers began clamoring at him, but he blew a whistle and repeated himself. "Just stay right where you are! We've had a bit of a problem but we'll clear it all up as soon as possible. Please stay in your seats until we can rig some lights. Just stay in your seats."

A hand on her shoulder let her know that Fred was beside her. Poor sod was probably more frightened than the children. Even so, it felt good to know that he was there. Breathing a sigh of relief, Emily leaned her forehead against the cool metal of the pole to ease the migraine that was beginning to come on.

 

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Ooc: Welcome to Heated Encounter, Cinderella. This may not be the Ball but I hope you will enjoy my attentions.

Finding himself being propelled forward, he grabs one of the overhanging grips and pulls himself up, but not before slamming into the woman who was his object of interest a few moments ago.

"Kevin? James? Fred? Are you there?" He recognises her voice.

"Mom!" Persumably one of her sons.

"Here, mom." Persumably the other.

"Very reassuring, Fred," The husband must have spoken but he hadn't bothered to pick it up from the rest of the voices shouting at that moment.

"Everyone stay right where you are.", sounds like the conductor, "Just stay right where you are! We've had a bit of a problem but we'll clear it all up as soon as possible. Please stay in your seats until we can rig some lights. Just stay in your seats."

Through out the ordeal, he has been silent. He has no immediate concerns about not being rescued. In fact, he is wondering how he can turn this to his advantage like he has with everything in life. There is only one thing he can think of. Slowly he lifts his hand and pushes forward, aiming to approximately remember where the woman had been standing before the lights went out. Finding he is touching her shoulder, he gently grips it. Allowing her to think it is her husband who is touching her.

"Attention! Everyone! Everything is okay. I have managed to contact the next station. There has been a powercut which is affecting all subway network. Our engineers are working to fix it but I better warn you that it may take up to half an hour."

People start to raise their voices at this.

"Please, everyone! We are working on it as quickly as we can. You are perfectly safe. Please be calm and remain still. As soon as I have further news, I will contact you. I am sorry but the emergency lighting is not working so you will have to remain in the dark for the time being. During that time, it is important not to move. As I said, you are perfectly safe. Just stay where you are."

The voices continue to make a ruckus but eventually they die down.

"Oh Fred." The woman whispers as he feels the woman pressing her face against his hand and for a moment, he wonders if she can tell that it isn't that Jerk's. Seeing no reaction, he leans towards her, his mouth coming close to the back of her neck. Gently, he blows against her skin.

 

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Rubbing her cheek against his hand, Emily sighed. Fred's breath on her neck was sending shivers up and down her spine. Surprised at her body's reaction, she stiffened and inched forward slightly, but he moved with her.

"Stop that!" she hissed as Fred's lips brushed the nape of her neck. What ever was that man doing? Perhaps it was the cloying heat in the subway car or the fact that they had been plunged into complete darkness that set her off kilter. Whatever it was, it was making her feel... different and she didn't know how to deal with it.

Emily tried to nudge her husband away, but he only pressed closer. She could feel the outline of his penis pressing against the soft fleshy roundness of her behind. "Fred! Stop!" she whispered through gritted teeth.

"You okay lady? Just stay still they said." A voice from somewhere near asked. It was so dark she couldn't see where exactly, but they must have heard what she said to Fred.

"I'm fine thank you for asking," she replied, feeling a blush come to her face even though she knew the person had spoken out of concern and hadn't seen what Fred had been doing.

OOC: Thanks for having me baby. I can't wait for some of those attentions to start cumming my way. Yummm...

 

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(Ooc: That is what I am planning to do. Have you I mean.)

"Fred! Stop!" He hears her whisper but notices that she doesn't pull away. For the moment at least, his subterfuge is working.

"You okay lady? Just stay still they said." He pauses as the woman answers, his arousal growing. He wants more but he needs to take somewhere out of the way the main passageway, away from her husband.

Remembering that a group had got off at the last stop and no-one had bothered to sit in the seats yet, he grabs her by the waist and gently starts to guide her forward, putting distance between them and her husband.

 

[Cinderella]

Emily held her hands out in front of herself, trying to avoid bumping anyone or tripping as Fred guided them forward in the pitch darkness. She held her tongue, not wanting to engage another conversation but she didn't understand why he was moving them.

They hadn't gone far she thought when he pulled her back by her hips, stopping their forward movement and just in time. There was another pole in front of her. She grasped it tightly and leaned her forehead against it. This whole trip was turning into a nightmare.

Her heart was pounding and she just knew a migraine was setting in when Fred did something completely unexpected. He began to move his hands from her waist slowly up her body.

She wanted to say something. Ask him to stop. But she couldn't. If she said something out loud everyone would hear... even if she whispered.

Why was he doing this? It was so totally out of character. She tried to move away from him, but he pulled her back against himself as his hands continued to roam over her. Slowly. Sensuously. Until finally he had cupped each of her breasts in his hands.

OOC: Baby, you know I'm all yours.

 

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He hears her intake of breath as he firmly gasps her breasts, feeling their weight within her blouse. Big and full. Just as he likes them.

"Fred...?" The woman gasps but he doesn't stop. Instead, he resumes kissing her neck. His teeth gently biting into the flesh as he continues to massage her soft bosom.

Down below, he can feel himself stiffening. Hungrily, he pushes his hips into her ass, rubbing his growing manhood against her plump cheeks.

He hears another gasp. The woman is definitely breathing more heavily now.

People around them are only whispering now, as if they don't want to disturb his conquest of this woman. Moving his mouth from her neck, he starts to work on her ear. His tongue trying to funnel inside as a hand starts to work down her body, moving down her belly onto a fleshy thigh. Covered only with her skirt. Not that it will deter him as he slowly starts to raise the material up, to get at the goodies underneath.

 

[Cinderella]

Her nipple strained to be free as his fingers twisted and tugged at it through the thin material of her blouse. His mouth at her ear sent shivers throughout her body and she leaned her head back against his shoulder. Did he seem taller? No. She felt awkward at her foolishness. Of course he wasn't taller. She was just disoriented because of the darkness.

Emily stifled a low moan when Fred began to grind his body slowly against her, sliding her skirt upward at the same time. "Shhh!" she hissed, not meaning for him to be quiet (because he was) but for him to stop without bringing attention to herself again.

Although she protested, all of her senses were on fire. Emily couldn't remember ever feeling this aroused before. She could feel his erection growing. So hard. So... big. Bigger than usual? Maybe the pitch black of the subway car was affecting him the same way it was affecting her.

Emily felt the wetness gathering in her most intimate of places. She couldn't believe how much she ached for him to touch her... there. He never did. Not the way she touched herself. She placed her hand over the top of her husband's and began to guide him.

OOC: Just for you... Post number 100.

 

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He grins to himself as he feels her hand close over his large one. Not that he would have stopped anyway as he slowly pulls up her skirt until, at last, he has access underneath. Then he slides his hand in, rubbing his skin against hers. Next to him, he hears her moan, her ass pressing firmly against him, making him harden even more.

His hand moves in further, his palm now on her panties.

Cotton! He thinks to himself as he places the hand over her crotch, pressing the palm firmly into her cunt. There, he starts to rub against her, hearing her gasp with each stroke. She is already damp and he feel her moistering further.

He makes a note of the time. He doesn't have too long if he wants to finish and he certainly does. This one is ready. Very ready!

His other hand, which has been moulding and pulling at her breast moves down to join his other. Together they grab her panties and simply rip it apart. Such is his strength.

He hears the woman gasp, imagining it is from surprise than from anything else. Before he allows her to react, he snakes a thick digit inside her now wet passage.

 

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"You okay, lady?" A voice from somewhere in the obsidian void of the subway car asks, hearing Emily's gasp.

"S-sorry. F-fine." There was a tremble in her voice when she replied, thankful yet again for the anonymity of the dark.

Unable to withstand the sensual and physical assault on her body, Emily leaned back against her husband as he parted her slick cleft, slipping a finger into her most intimate of places. She covered her mouth with her hand to stifle any sound that might inadvertently escape as she gyrated her hips in response to the slow, insistent circles he was drawing on the sensitive bud that was her clitoris.

In her mind, Emily knew she shouldn't be doing this but her body had taken over almost from the first and she had surrendered quickly in voluptuous abandon. It felt so good. She held back the lustful cry that rose to her lips as he plunged a second and then a third finger into her hot, wet sheath making her long for something... more.

Emily couldn't help but respond to Fred's seductive manipulations, obeying an instinct she hadn't known she possessed. There was an almost defiant attitude in the way he ground his blatantly aggressive arousal against her, that was so not Fred, but she didn't have time to consider it.

Oh my God! Oh my God! Emily's mind was awhirl as she felt him fumbling to undo his zipper, freeing the thick hardness of his straining erection. So big... So very big!

 

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It is time!

Pulling one hand away, he quickly undoes his belt and unzips himself. Experted and efficiently, he frees his erection which is ready to be used for its intended purpose. Now he pushes the woman into position, laying his hand on her shoulder and forcing her bend over while his other hand, now out of her slick passage, pulls up her skirt to expose her naked arse.

"Fred..?? We shouldn't be doing this. Not here!" She whispers harshly.

He doesn't answer, instead shuffling her legs apart so he can stand in between.

Then he dips down, sliding his huge knob along her plump arse and down between her legs, living a trail of precum in its wake.

Damn! He sometimes wishes he isn't so well hung but then again, the women never complain. This one won't be any different.

Bending lower, he pushes forward, his large shaft pushing in between the axis of her legs, sliding towards its goal.

 

[Cinderella]

Emily felt her nether lips part, the bulbous helmet of his hard male heat spreading her slick vaginal walls almost beyond endurance. Unable to stop herself, she cried out as he entered her fully in one deep thrust.

A vague impression flitted through her mind that Fred never felt this... big, but she dismissed it. The demands and yearnings of her body superceded any thoughts save those of relieving her sexual desires. Desires she had only had inklings of before now.

"Oh god, Fred... I... " Emily leaned her head back against her husband's shoulder as he grabbed her hips firmly and began to plunge in and out of her. She had never felt so full, so complete as she did now. Meeting his every thrust and matching it, she surrendered to him wantonly, gyrating her ass against his pelvis as he slammed into her.

For the first time since her marriage, Emily Bachman was teetering on the edge of what she knew would be a mind-blowing orgasm. And not one that she brought to herself.

 

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He finds himself sucking in his breath as he slams in deep. It is rarely he finds someone as tight as this one, especially considering her age.

He grins scornfully. Her husband must have a pencil dick.

"Oh god, Fred... I... " He hears her moans as the woman pushes her head back against him. Taking a firm grip of her full hips, he starts to plunge in deeply, making her gasp even as he feels her start to push back against him.

He had meant to take it slow as not to arouse the suspicions of the other passengers but the way the woman is responding does not nothing to control his ardour. Instead he starts to plummet her, forcing his over-large erection completely inside her as he feels the woman's hot wetness straining to engulf him.

She will not feel her husband after this, he gloats.

"Dad? Where's Mom?" A boy's voice.

"She is right with us, Kevin." It's the husband's voice. "Or I think she is. Emily?"

Fuck!

Quickly reacting, he brings his mouth to her neck as he begins to corkscrew himself inside her. Rubbing every inch of his huge erection against her ribbed walls.

 

[Cinderella]

"Dad? Where's Mom?"

"She is right with us, Kevin. Or I think she is. Emily?"

"I'm right hee... " Emily responded automatically to her husband's voice, not realizing the implication until she had already spoken. Inhaling sharply, her eyes widened, straining to see what her ears told her was absolutely impossible.

Before she could speak again Fred brought his mouth down on her neck, suckling hard then biting her. He placed his hand over her mouth to squelch the almost inevitable cry that rose up when he rammed his rock hard shaft further into her pliant slickness.

No! It's NOT Fred! It's not Fred! Oh God! Who was it?

Emily squirmed to get away, only to find that in doing so, she has allowed him to become even more firmly ensconced within her. I need to get away! Her mind is whirling as the stranger continues to thrust into her, his free hand moving slowly downward between her legs.

 

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"Don't call out." He hisses at her as he pulls her squirming body against him. "Enjoy it. I know you are."

He sinks his teeth into her neck again, like some laterday vampire as he brings his free hand to her groin, easily locating the clit even as he thrust into her.

She doesn't scream.

Expertly, he starts to manipulate her bud. Causing it to grow and thicken. Causing her to gasp as he continues to sample her sweet body.