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No one has entered the travel agency for three hours. "Who goes on vacation at this time of year?" thinks Gris, sitting at her desk. Bored, she alternates her attention between the monitor of her laptop and the screen of her iPhone, in an attempt to divert her thoughts from the conversation she had this morning with her neighbor, Rose. Rose has been playing with fire, meeting strange men to satisfy her sexual desires. "There's something very exciting about being possessed by a man I know nothing about, I can't explain it to you," Rose whispered enthusiastically. Gris missed having a man, but strangers weren't the solution for her. She wasn't that brave or clueless, rather. But stranger or acquaintance, the truth was that she felt moist whenever she fantasized about having a man. Oh, how she needed to feel herself being penetrated, that hard, hot thing, that throbbing... "I've got to stop thinking about this shit!" She shrugs and crosses her legs again, uncomfortable with her already wet panties. She stood up, smoothed her tight skirt down her wide thighs and began to pack her things to leave.
Gris didn't really understand her bad luck with men. As she walked down the street, the stares were constant. She was chubby with a confident gait, thick thighs and a large but firm ass inside the tight skirts she usually wore. But from the front, it was her breasts that drew the most attention. Big and beautiful, usually partially hidden in shirts that were half unbuttoned. The things Rose said to her earlier were tempting her, nagging her thoughts, "what if I mess with a stranger? It's just sex... And I need it so much..."
Two blocks later, she walked down to the subway platform and took the first train home. It was rush hour, the carriage was full of people and she had to squeeze her way through. She found herself surrounded by people, it was impossible to fit anyone else in there. She heard the door close and the subway train pulled away.
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The shift was almost over. The work as a private guard at the supermarket went smoothly, without any major incidents. Ever since Jeff got divorced, he's been spending his breaks on his cell phone, on Reddit, scouring subreddits like r/nofans, r/grool or r/wetspot. He would spend his days horny and wet and at the most tense moments he would think about calling a call girl but would quickly give up the idea, as he was too shy and still hoping to find someone again.
He gathered his things, exchanged a few words with the colleague who was going to take him over and went out into the street. He was wearing his uniform: a black jacket with the company logo, black chinos and black boots. He hated this outfit, but on the one hand he liked the effect it had on some women; their fetish for men in uniform was obvious. But the day was yet to come when he would get lucky.
It was with these thoughts that he took the metro. It was rush hour and the carriage quickly filled up with people, all crammed in tightly. At the second stop more people tried to get in, squeezing in and trying to find space where there wasn't any. One woman, in her late 20s, even stood with her back to him, everyone so tightly packed that her buttocks brushed against his pelvis. The smell of her hair perfume was the last straw and he began, against his will, to get hard inside the chinos.
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Gris wasn't quite sure what it was that she was feeling against her ass. Something hard and protruding. Was it really what she thought it was? What bad luck for her... she'd caught a pervert on the subway. She turned her face ready to yell at the pervert when what she saw was the flushed face of a man in his 40s, with stylish hair, who looked away as soon as she looked at him. Gris immediately held back her protest because there was something innocent about that man.
She turned her head and smiled slightly to herself "poor guy, I think he's genuinely turned on by me being so close to him." She began to feel horny and wet down there too. She kept feeling that hard thing against her. With the movement of the subway and the people around her, she didn't even need to move, she could feel it rubbing against her involuntarily. She decided to take a chance! Carefully she brought one hand behind her back, palm facing outwards, until she finally found the hard penis under the unknown man's pants. She felt him twist a little and then felt strong hands grabbing her by the waist. She felt it, from the base to the tip. The fabric of his pants was warm. Perhaps damp? She couldn't resist reaching for the zipper of his pants and, opening it in one swift movement, slipped her hand inside, squeezing that big, hard cock tightly under his underpants. Oh yes, he was all wet. Had he come? Or was it precum?
The subway stopped, it was her stop. She quickly pulled her hand out of his pants, grabbed his right hand that was around her waist and pulled him after her, out of the carriage. And they walked down the street together, with her pulling him by the hand.
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They left the subway hand in hand. Jeff always a step behind, being guided by Gris. She was super nervous and anxious and terrified and extremely excited, "oh my god, what am I doing?" He was incredulous, nervous and excited, "this isn't happening to me..."
At the first crosswalk they came across, they stopped at the red light and unconsciously adopted the same position as when they first met: her back against him. This time she lightly rubbed her ass against him, feeling the volume of his hard cock. He wrapped his left arm around her and leaned into her ear, "where are you taking me?", "to my place" she replied back.
A few blocks later they arrived at Gris's apartment building. They got into the elevator, she closed the door, pressed the "4" button and before she had time to do or say anything she was grabbed from behind by Jeff. One hand on her shoulder, the other on her waist, his mouth on her neck, panting and kissing. Her mouth begins to search for his. His hand from her waist goes down the outside of her thigh, circles around to the inside and gropes its way up the inside of her skirt until she's standing on tiptoes. His other hand gropes her generous breasts. The elevator stops.
They let go of each other, flushed and panting, and rush towards the door of Gris's apartment. They enter, she closes the door and pushes Jeff against it. She kneels down in front of him, undoes his belt and unbuttons his chinos with ease, letting his pants fall to his feet. His boxers are all stained. Seeing the huge bulge leaning to the right inside his boxers makes her pussy even wetter. She pulls them down hard and that big cock jumps out in front of her, its head wet. "Mmmmm," Gris moans at the sight of that spectacle. "If she touches me I'll cum," thinks Jeff.
She grabs his cock, licks his head and he throws his head back in despair. He's about to cum. Jeff tries his best to control himself. Without knowing it, she doesn't give him much of a chance. She starts sucking him full of desire, she's been dreaming of this for a long time. She licks and sucks him in a very greedy way. While one hand holds his cock, the other goes down into her wet panties. Gris has always loved touching herself while she sucks. That overload of sensations.
"Please stop or I'll cum." She stops, looks up at him and asks, "And what's the problem? Can you only cum once?". She puts it back in her mouth and resumes sucking, sloppier this time. Jeff grabs her head and she feels his cock inflating just before a huge load of cum hits her throat, making her gag. She manage to regain control while he keeps cuming, wave after wave of cum, filling her mouth. "Ohh babe..." She looks up, takes it out of her mouth and swallows a mouthful. "That was hot babe", he keeps saying. After licking him clean, Gris asks "so, got some more?", "of course I do! I need some minutes to recover, though. Why don't you let me eat your pussy while we wait?", "sounds lovely..." she smiles, get on her feet and, after turning around, crosses the corridor and enters a room. He takes off his shoes and follows her, leaving his shoes and socks on top of his pants and boxers on the floor. When he gets to the bedroom Gris is already sitting on the edge of the bed, legs spread, heels on the mattress and his underwear on the floor. "So, are you coming?" He says as he undoes a few more buttons on his shirt. He looks between her legs and sees plump lips, glistening with wetness. A shaved pussy, looking delicious. He finishes undressing, throws his shirt aside and kneels in front of her. With his hands he holds her big thighs and slowly brings her face closer until he touches the tip of his nose to her vaginal lips. The smell of her turns him on more. He slides his nose upwards, opening her labia minora, running his tongue from her vagina to her clitoris. Jeff starts eating that wonderful pussy. He kisses her, sucks her clit into his mouth, licks her from bottom to top. He reaches down with one hand and feels his cock hard again, leaking. He brings his hand back up and dips his fingers into her pussy while he concentrates on licking her clit. First he sticks one finger in, then two. He rotates his hand, palm up, and pulls her pussy behind her clit. He continues to lick her while looking at her. Gris also looks at him, panting. Her shirt is open and those big tits are sticking out of her bra. The hard nipples between her fingers. He keeps licking while rubbing her inside with both his fingers. Her breathing gets louder, her moans more frequent and louder. She cums. Her whole body writhes, her vagina pulses in his mouth. He takes his fingers out and they come white. Jeff sucks them while they stare into each other's eyes. That taste of freshly cummed pussy drives him crazy. He quickly stands up, turns her around, getting her on all fours, and pushing her skirt up. He climbs onto the bed on his knees, bends, and thrusts his mouth into her cunt again, grabbing and pulling apart that big ass. He delights in her and she loves every moment of it. A couple minutes after, she cums again, dropping her head and torso to the bed, exhausted. He quickly stands up, resting his foot on the bed, grabs his already hard cock, scoops it on her wet pussy, she pulls herself back on all fours, wiggles her ass until he's correctly positioned and then he trusts forward, penetrating her, stopping midway, taking a bit out to spread that wetness and then going all the way in, vigorously. Jeff is in a dream. He can't simple believe what is happening to him but he tries not to thinking about that much, he don't want to loose focus. He just wants to keep fucking and satisfying that beautiful woman that appeared out of nowhere. Gris's also in the same kind of dream. If someone said, a couple hours ago, that she would be in the situation she's currently in she would had laugh. Hard. He starts to fuck her, first slowly but as he notices Gris getting more and more excited he steps up a little, banging her stronger, deeper. She let's her torso fall onto bed again, mouth against the bedcover, moaning and breathing loudly. Her arm reaching between her legs, fingers rubbing her clit while she gets fucked, hard. She screams while she cums again, melting herself onto bed with Jeff still grabbing her hips. After they take a couple deep breaths to recover Jeff turns her around and begins to fuck her old missionary style. He wants easy access to her mouth while he fucks. Gris is delighted, with open legs and feeling Jeff's weight on her. She's surprised by Jeff kisses. He kisses her mouth with lust, in a savage way. He breeds into her mouth while pounding her quicker and stronger. He's cumming. He trusts all the way deep, and she feels his warm load filling her womb. Not as generous as the one minutes ago, but still a good one. Still breathing into her open mouth, he mutters "Hi, I'm Jeff." "Pleasure to meet you Jeff, I'm Gris". After a moment, when she walks toward the bathroom, his semen dripping down her inner thigh, they are no longer strangers.
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