Stories From The 6 Train

by Alexis Angel

  But there’s really no escape. I chose this. I even want it now. So why does my mind race with such resistance?

  Oh no. I know why. I know that every time I see Darren playing my games just as well as me, I start to see him as fun. When I see wicked thoughts play out in his mind, I want him to play them out on my body. I need him, ache for him to touch me. I don’t know what I want. I mean, I know what sex is…but I have the topic sentence, like we learned in school. I need all those little supporting details to fill in. I need him to fill me up with every desire that’s billowing behind his powerful presence.

  Right now, He’s not saying anything. He cracks his knuckles, looks to me. I know that he’s going to make me say more.

  I did all this…well, now I have to earn that..whatever that is.

  I shakily pick up one foot, then the other. I walk toward him, stepping over the pile of shit that I dropped. I don’t care about any of that crap, and neither does he.

  I sit on the conference table in front of him. This room looks absolutely hideous after what I have done. He’s sitting in one of these crappy chairs and he stands out like the rest of the world is made of a mannequin and he’s the real deal.

  Darren is the real deal. He’s a real man. He’s so fucking gorgeous the truth is that I almost trip on nothing — after all those catalogs — and have to grip the edge of the table tight. I want to be able to ask for what I want with some dignity but I don’t think that I have it in me.

  “I want you to do that stuff with your mouth,” I say in a low voice. “I want you to do more,” I say with a gulp.

  Oh god.

  What if he turns me down?

  What if he makes me beg?

  What if he does exactly what I ask?!

  I am pretty sure that these are the kinds of thoughts that lend credence to that whole idea that women are hard to understand. I mean, I agree right now. I am having a hard time understanding what I want right now.

  “You want my lips on you?” Darren says. His hands reach out and grab my wrists.

  His low, sensual voice echoes in my mind. It reverberates off my skin and I have shivers.

  “Your lips,” I admit. “Your tongue,” I say, looking at the ground to the side of him. My face heats more, and I feel my skin flushing. I want to fan myself but he’s holding me. Besides, then I’d look as ridiculous as I feel.

  “Ah,” Darren releases one of my wrists and crooks a finger under my chin. “My tongue,” he repeats in that dark velvet voice. “I think you can be arranged,” Darren says.

  He didn’t say that could be arranged.

  Darren said I could.

  Before I have time to start to imagine just what that might mean, Darren has me torso and head flat against the table. My legs are spread out, and he’s shoved my skirt up to my stomach, torn my panties clear off.

  And he runs his tongue down the length of my slit and then shoves it back up and inside me. His thumb works over my clit.

  “Oh my goddddddddd!” I cry out.

  “I prefer Darren,” Darren says, his words vibrating over my skin. His mouth is back on me in seconds.

  I roll my hips up and press my hands into his hair. “Fuck, fuuuuck,” I moan. I can’t believe how good this feels. My need to protest is utterly gone. Never has anything felt so good. That pressure heating up my belly feels like it might burst within me.

  “Your pussy takes as pretty as it looks,” Darren says, lifting up his face and looking up at me.

  I watch him sliding two fingers into my pussy. He works them in a scissoring motion and stretches me, and I groan. The sensation is utterly overwhelming. I want to make him stop…and I definitely also don’t want him to stop because it feels so good. I bite my lip and let my head fall back as I moan.

  Darren

  Jenny’s sweet pussy is creaming all over my face. The sounds of pure pleasure are music from her lips and right to my cock. I orchestrate every sound I can from her. I could eat her pussy all damn day. All the tension of waiting, of putting up with these little games, I’m eager to bury my face in her now and feel just how hopelessly out of control she is right now.

  That’s what she needs right now. All her tension has her ready to blow…and I know just the release she needs.

  Her moans become staccato whimpers, her breathing shallow, and I know she’s close. “Yeah,” I say, sliding fingers back into her pussy and bringing my mouth to her clit. “Cum for me, Jenny. Let go,” I tell her.

  I see confusion knit her brows.

  Three.

  She sucks in her lower lip.

  Two.

  Jenny inhales deeply.

  One.

  Jenny’s whole body rockets off past everything and she’s quaking around me.

  I slam my fingers deep in her, curl, and stroke her G-spot. Tongue her clit with just the right intensity. She’s exploding all around me and drinking in every drop I can. I feel her gush cum all over my hand, sliding down my wrist. I want her to feel every second of this and maybe relax enough.

  “Now I have to fuck you,” I groan when she’s done cumming.

  “Oh,” Jenny says in a breathy voice. “Oh!” she says again. I can tell she’s trying to get her footing now.

  “Bought,” I say, sliding my tongue down her pussy. “Paid for. Mine.”

  Her lower lips trembles. Partially because she wants me to have her. And partially because she’s still hesitant. There’s something on her mind.

  “What is it, Jenny?” I say, clearing my throat and releasing the hard grip on her inner thighs that I hadn’t realized I’d caged her in.

  “I wanna do you next,” she says quickly. Jenny’s eyes meet mine. “Really, I’m not ready…yet. But I wanna do this. I don’t know how but I want to try.”

  Fuck. Sweet little virgin Jenny. “You want to suck my cock?” I come right out and say it. I want to see if she jumps. If she runs out of the room. Whatever, you know?

  “Yeah, I want to suck your cock. Let me see it,” Jenny says, biting her lip. She has no fucking clue how sexy she looks right now. Or how sexy those words on those bubblegum pink lips sounds.

  So sweet, to know that those lips have never been around anyone else’s cock. Nor will they ever be. That pussy was only licked by me. Will only be licked by me. Goddamn, Jenny is mine. I suck her pussy’s sweet cum off my tongue again, gulping more of her cream’s taste and savor her.

  “Turn around, on the table. Hang your head off the edge and open up,” I tell her.

  Jenny raises an eyebrow, and I raise my own in response. It makes her move according to my direction instead of fighting like she always does.

  Guess she really wants to see my cock.

  Since she’s new to this, she doesn’t know just how deep my cock will be inside of her mouth right now. I’m getting that pussy far away from me while I fuck her mouth. Because I want to sink into her pussy and fuck her so hard we might break this shitty table. Another time. Soon. For now, if she wants to suck my cock, I’m happy to expand her horizons.

  Yeah, that’s how much I work. I’m thinking about corporate buzzwords when I’m about to defile my virgin future wife’s innocent little mouth.

  God, I’m rock fucking hard right now. I free the beast, an epic-length foot long cock that makes her eyes nearly pop out of her head. She opens her mouth and slides her tongue out. Sure thing, give my cock a tongue lashing before his mouth hug.

  “Lick it,” I say as walk up to Jenny, pushing her hair away from her face. Touching her jaw, holding it, while my other hand strokes my cock. “Get it wet before I slide it in your mouth. Then, swallow,” I instruct.

  And I’ve barely go the words out before her tongue was swirling around the head of my cock. She runs it up and down the length. Her hands and cupping my balls, feeling the weight of them. Well, for a girl that doesn’t know what to do, she’s figuring it out. Fast.

  “Yeah, damn, Jenny, you sure you don’t know your way around a cock?” I ask with a laugh.

>   I see a smile form around the corners of her lips, and she pulls my cock into her mouth, pressing it in more. I hear her little gags. But she keeps pushing it deeper in her mouth. What a little badass she is.

  She always gives as good as she gets, so I should be surprised she’s trying to be the queen of cocksucking now, too.

  My hands fall to her hair, touching her and letting her take the rains while she gets to used the feel of my enormous cock in her mouth. I mean, I could choke her with this thing, so I want her to be comfortable. Soon, though, that soft, warm velvet mouth and that tight little throat that’s swallowing me now like I said…the soft mouth and the tight throat are going to make me need to take charge. I’ll fuck her throat until I erase that raw sensation with a bucketload of cum down her throat.

  Right fucking now. Fuck. I’m so deep in her throat I can see the bulge on her neck. She’s swallowing me, her big eyes looking up at me. I start pumping. Her little gags, she powers through them. Sucks my cock with perfect suction. Her head goes up and down to meet my every thrust. Her hands drop from my balls and she’s squeezing the table.

  Fuck. Her pussy is glistening bright with juices. She’s turned on by my fucking her throat.

  “Goddamn, I’m going to cum down your throat, baby girl,” I growl out and I slam harder into her, rocketing a thick load down her throat as soon as the warning has been sounded. I am cumming so fucking hard and she’s swallowing me with a ferocity that I didn’t know anyone could have. Her cheeks are mashed against my cock in her mouth, that’s how hard she’s sucking. Damn. This is the hottest thing I’ve ever seen, ever felt.

  My head is goddamn spinning. She’s sucking after I shoot a gallon in her throat and I have to catch control of my breathing. Regain a normal heart rate. I have to get the damn rules straight with her. Buying a virgin has protocol. I’m over here nutting and going nuts when I need to lay down the law.

  Jenny

  Rules?

  Fuuuuuck.

  I mean, I knew that was going to be some kind of structure to all of this. No matter how much shit I pulled before, this was the law getting laid down. He told me all those damn rules while I was still wiping my drool and some of his cum off my cheek. I was dizzy after sucking his cock but it was the most gratifying thing I’d ever felt in my life.

  Because I knew Darren is all powerful the way he is.

  But when Darren’s cock is in my mouth? I can make him come undone. And then I can drink down that satisfaction.

  That’s the last grip I have on sanity now…

  Because when he explained all those rigid rules to me, it actually turned me on. I got excited to belong to him. God, I don’t know what’s wrong with me.

  I wanted this arrangement to be simple and now it is anything but. I can’t seem to be content with anything! If I want him, I’m freaked out. If I don’t want him, I’m scared.

  Who am I kidding?

  I do want him and that’s terrifying to me. I don’t know why. Why, when I thought this was going to be unpleasant arrangement, did I think that was somehow preferable?

  So I found myself a new hobby. Well, the same old hobby, updated for my current situation.

  I didn’t get out of bed all day. Last night I slept in bed next to Darren and I listened to him breathing before I finally fell asleep. This morning I got up and I brushed my teeth and crawled back in bed and looked up billionaire virgin romances on Amazon. I downloaded a bunch on my Kindle and I’ve been reading them all day.

  So, rules. He set out those rules. But I have something to share with him as well after a long day of doing my own research.

  So when Darren walks in the bedroom now, I put my hands on my hips.

  “You’re supposed to call me Kitten,” I tell him.

  Darren cocks his head the side, obviously confused.

  I pick up my Kindle. “Don’t you read Dark Angel? I’m your pet and stuff. Like, you’re supposed to pamper me. Those are the rules!” I hand him my Kindle. He looks at the book cover and looks back at me.

  “The first rule is today you will not speak,” Darren says. “I need to adjust you to obedience. Do you understand?”

  “Oh, so I can speak? I want Chinese food today before someone comes to buy new clothes and take you to my makeover,” I say.

  Darren’s lips purse and he narrows his eyes.

  “Oh, yeah, I get it. Today is silence. Rules. I wanna follow them,” I say tapping the Kindle.

  “That’s enough Kindle for you. And enough talk,” Darren says, pulling the Kindle aside and setting on the bed next to me.

  He leans in closer, close enough our noses touch.

  My lips part, and I inhale the masculine scent of him surrounding me.

  His lips close over mine, my eyes closing at the sensation of him kissing me. The kiss is so tender…how can he be so domineering, so passionate, and so gentle all at once?

  I don’t know. I only know that I want to follow where it leads…

  Jenny

  You may not know this about me (haha) but my already chatty tendencies tend to go into overdrive when I’m nervous or unsure.

  So…yeah, going to meeting after meeting in the again appropriately corporate conference rooms and sitting beside Darren in silence while he commands the room.

  I.

  Can’t.

  Focus.

  Seriously, every time he puts his hand on his hip, or points at something. Touches a pen. Looks at me. My breathing just stops. I can’t believe one man can be so damn sexy.

  Now that I’m following the rules, I have to chew on my lips rather than smack them around with whatever inane verbal clutter I’d be offering otherwise.

  The truth is, I’d be sucking his cock right now if I didn’t think it would be frowned on in these meetings.

  Seriously, how can one man have so many meetings in a day? I caught a glimpse of his schedule on his phone — his assistant Genovee was shifting some other appointment for him — and I was like how the hell does this guy have time to sleep?!

  It makes me feel bad for him. Like I wanna listen to all his rules and wrap my silenced lips around his baseball bat of a fucking cock and hear him make some noise.

  He has me follow him around to every meeting, different rooms, and we even go to someone else’s office for a lunch. No one asks who I am when he doesn’t introduce me. I suppose that sounds kind of rude but I don’t think of it that way. Instead, I know it is part of the submissive nature he’s trying to nurture in me. I read my Kindle fiction and I listened to his rules.

  The possibilities were all I could think about, until right now.

  “Be silent,” Darren says, though we both know I have to be.

  His hand slides up the skirt that he had me wear today. He slides his fingers up until his finger is tracing over my pussy slit over my panties. I shiver and I try to keep silent and still.

  Darren’s smug grin makes me gush wetness right through my panties and onto his hand.

  He grips my panties and yanks them down, shoving them into his briefcase right as the next meeting’s attendees start filing in. I don’t hear the door because I moan, but I see pad folios dropping onto the table before us.

  Darren walks behind me to start shaking hands and greeting attendees, and his cock brushes right over my ass.

  I have to bite the inside of my cheek to keep from moaning all over again, the feel of him touching me like that, teasing me, it is almost too much.

  When he turns back to start his presentation, Darren’s dark eyes have a passion in them that puts my whole body in a state I’ve never felt before. I desire him so deeply, but there’s something…claiming about that look. Shared. Like we both know everything the other is thinking.

  I feel close to him.

  I want to feel close to Darren.

  Darren

  After a whole day of silence, I sleep next to sweet Jenny, the scent of her aroused pussy filling the air and making my cock fucking hurt for her, but I have to show so
me discipline - in my actions and instill discipline in her.

  “Tomorrow, you’ll be naked in my office all day. I want you to be unashamed of your body and to know that I’m going to touch you, have you, whenever I want you.” I inhale. “And you will also learn that even though I want to drive my cock into your sweet body every second of the day, there are times when I exert control because that’s what’s best for you. Your Kindle fiction is right on that. You are only truly mastered by someone who is a servant to what your lustful body needs, not just wants. You and I together form the instrument of ultimate desire.” I can barely breathe, monologuing with my body pressed against hers now, my cock forcefully stroking her thighs and stomach the way we are lying in bed. I want to fuck her right now. Her doe eyes looking up at me now with such obedience are testing all of my resolve, but I have to be strong for both of us, or my fucking speech was for nothing, right? “You’ve been so good. Tomorrow, we’ll both taste the reward.”

  She smiles. The heat in Jenny’s eyes could singe my soul.

  I am grateful I didn’t tell her that she’s going to be taken in my office all day before I touch her. I will tease touching her, but until the very end of the day, I’m not touching her.

  I think we could both die of horniness before then. My cock may rocket off and bust a hole in my trousers, thud a dent into my desk, but these are the sacrifices a man is supposed to take when he trains a virgin that he buys.

  Even if she decides to suck your cock and makes you forget everything you’re supposed to do for a week. If all you can think about is fucking her.

  Wait, what was I thinking about? My cock is pressed into her and we’re laying in bed together. I could fuck her right now. There’s no harm in that. She wants it. Jenny wants me to fuck her as much as I need it, too.