Taboo: Fertile Tokyo Brat: Loves Rush Hour Trains (Taboo, Hucow, Japanese Cream, Fertile Erotica)

by Lizzy Black

  7

  As usual I made my way into the middle of the compartment, pushing my way in. I was sure, even though most of the guys might have thought me crazy to want to get in the mosh pit rather than stand near the exit like other women, they sure didn’t mind me being there at all. And sure enough, I started to feel their appreciation, when their sly hands grabbed at my ass and groped my boobs. I still chose not to wear anything underneath my school uniform and my blouse began to show the milky stains spreading over my nipple area. I love it, the looks of surprise on the faces of the guys who groped me.

  The train sped on, nothing much happened. I guess the morning crowd were more focused on the day ahead and tensed with work and all. Not everyone could have a job like me, and sleep all day to get paid. Right now, I love my life so much; I could just strip naked in here and dance. Hm, that wasn’t such a bad idea. Maybe I’ll give it a try one day. I can get into the train wearing a bathrobe or something, and slip it off once I’m inside, and stand stark naked in between all the hot, male bodies pressing against me. That would be something. The highlight of my crazy adventures. I think the best time to do that would be on the way back one of these days.

  My stop arrived and I slipped out of the train, my hair a bit messed up and my clothes askew. I noticed the usual drooling stares of the guys as I walked lazily down the platform and out of the station. Their looks were even more intense, glued to the damp patches on my blouse. I just loved it. My pussy was soaking wet too. Oh, how I wish I could find some guy at work who would do me.

  I walked into the office, the boss lady, let’s call her Lili, gave me a smile.

  “You did really well yesterday, Miyuki San.” She said, eyeing the damp smudges on my blouse.

  “Thank you, Ma’am.” I smiled back.

  “Yes, and I have a private client for you today. Only massage and sleep, okay.” She nodded and handed me a room key. “Go upstairs to room six and wait there. I will send in the client.”

  I nodded and looked around for the others. No one else was out in the office area. I didn’t see Ayoi either and decided to stroll up the stairs lazily. Room six had a red door with golden etchings on it. I stuck in the key and it opened. I stepped into the small, but comfortable room. It was very cozy, with a square bed in the centre, with a soft red blanket neatly placed over the surface. I looked around the room. A few bottles of massage oil adorned a shelf on the wall, and two more bottles containing sake and some other kind of drink were kept at a slant on another shelf above.

  I took off my shoes and clothes and slipped under the blanket. I don’t know how I could stop myself if the client wanted to have sex in this cozy little room, I was already horny as hell from my hot little train ride and this sexy room was turning me on big time too. Soon I heard Lili approaching with someone, possibly the client. The door opened and a man in a bathrobe walked in. Lili closed the door and locked it from outside. In the dim light of the room I could make out the guy was of medium height, a bit pudgy and had a head full of white hair. He dropped his robe and slipped into bed beside me. I got a look of his weather beaten face and froze.

  “You?” I gasped. “It’s you… from the train, last week.”

  “What are you…?” He sounded confused.

  “You’re the one who was fondling me up on the train, and you slipped a card of this place into my skirt pocket.”

  He was silent for while and then flashed me a wide grin. “Yes, I remember… you’re that sexy school girl. I wasn’t taking advantage of you; I knew you liked what I was doing.”

  “That’s right, I was.” I said, smiling back. “And you were sure good at what you were doing, you old wolf.”

  “I didn’t expect to find you here.” He said, his hands sliding up my naked leg.

  “But I thought you slipped that card…” I eyed him suspiciously.

  “I didn’t, it must have fallen in from my jacket pocket.” He looked innocent.

  “Wow, that’s too good to be true.” I said, shaking my head in wonder.

  “Yes, it is.” He nodded, and bounced my jiggling breasts in his palms.“And so are these.”

  “You like them.” I breathed sexily.

  “Oh, yes.” He nodded like a little boy, this old fart who was older than even my father. “It’s been a while since I sucked on such beauties.”

  “Go on, try them.” I urged. “You might get a nice surprise.”

  “I can?” He looked surprised already.

  “Sure, baby, suck my tits.” I moaned as my nipples ached for his mouth.

  I laughed when he struck milk on the first go. After his initial surprise, his wide eyes twinkled under his bushy white brows and he didn’t let go, sucking and drinking my milk like a starving little calf. He was ravenous, sucking away on one nipple and then the next. I was in heaven, his mouth felt so good, relieving all the ache and itch, making me feel great. I caressed his head full of white hair; it had a weird scent on it, making me hornier.

  His cock was straining at the ridiculous little loin cloth he had on. I decided to free him of its confines. For an old guy he sure was hung and hard. His cock stood up like a baton, swaying from side to side. I just had to wrap my lips around that piece of meat. He released my breasts, sighing in contentment as I slid down toward his surging erection. He looked down at me, almost embarrassed by his arousal.

  “It’s a beauty.” I breathed, grasping at the base and stroking him slowly. “I wonder how many women have been plundered by this monster.”

  “Do you think it’s all right for us to have sex?” He asked, sheepishly. “It’s against the rules here.”

  “I want to, and you want to.” I said defiantly. “So it’s consensual, and fuck the rules.”

  “Yeah, and besides, I’m paying good money just to sleep here.” He grinned. “Come on, baby, show me what you can do on my salami down there.”

  “I’ll do more than just show you,” I grunted as I held the magnificent piece of meat before my face. “I’ll make you sing all the baseball teams tunes all together.”

  “Oh, yeahhh!” He sighed and fell back on the bed, giving me full control of his raging hard-on.

  My mouth was watering like never before as I played with his thick throbbing cock in my hands. A milky drop of pre-cum oozed out of the cockhead and I flicked my tongue over it, relishing the flavor of a vintage man. His pudgy body shuddered as I clambered over him. I pressed my soaking pussy over his face and he began licking me like a wild starving animal. I took the round head of his cock into my mouth, closing over the sensitive knob. My lips, wrapped tight over it, sucked hard, making him jerk his hips. I went low, taking more of him into me, gagging a bit, but being too horny to stop; I didn’t care about it and pushed more of his hardness down my throat. I relaxed and my throat felt more compliant, his thickness throbbed inside my throat. He said something, muffled under my grinding pussy.

  I went on sucking his rock hard cock for a while; this old guy had the stamina of a race horse, still a hard as ever with no sign of weakening. I hoped he would cum soon; I wanted to taste him and drink his vintage protein shake. He had other ideas though, and I wasn’t complaining, if it meant sticking his beautiful cock deep into my hungry pussy. And he did, as he quickly pushed me off him, he was like some martial arts master, treating me like a training in dummy for sex and I let him.

  His fat cock filled me up completely and I closed my eyes, lost in the pleasure that came from it. I bucked hips upward as his plump body pressed down on me. He began thrusting his hips harder against me, sliding his big cock in and out, as I moaned and whimpered with ecstatic passion. He kissed me hungrily, playing with my aching breasts, pinching my erect nipples and smearing my milk all over them. I was over the moon; getting fucked by an old guy couldn’t have ever felt this exciting if I had ever thought about it. This was crazy. He fervently kissed my neck and face, driving me out of my mind. I moaned aloud, hungrily meeting his kisses and clenching over his thick cock as it plowed rapidly
in and out of me, making my body writhe with ecstasy.

  Suddenly the old guy went stiff, his fingers dug deep into my soft skin. His breath came in short gasps and I prayed that he wasn’t having a seizure. Maybe that’s why there was a rule about no sex here. These old guys could keel over with any kind of over excitement. But then I relaxed as his cock swelled up and exploded its load inside me. He was just having an orgasm, probably one after a long, long time. At least inside a woman.

  I looked at his face, his eyes were closed and his mouth was twisted as if he was having a heart attack. But he soon opened his eyes and grinned at me, breathing heavily.

  “You made me feel twenty five again, my dear.” He breathed hoarsely.

  “I’m so glad I did, but I haven’t cum yet.” I made a face.

  “I don’t think I can get hard again like that in a year.” He panted, “but don’t worry, I’ve got these magic workers.”

  He held up his hand and wiggled his fat fingers. The sight of them made my pussy throb even more. I slipped his soft cock out of me and spread myself out wide for him; those fingers sure took me to seventh heaven the last time they were playing havoc on my pussy. I closed my eyes, wondering where they would take me next.

  8

  At the next stop the train back home waited a bit longer. I thought about my second day at work as I stood, squashed inside the train, with a few eager hands finding their way around the juicy parts of my body. The old bugger made me cum like crazy with his fingers all afternoon, and he also gave me a ten thousand Yen tip. What a rush, getting paid for having fun. I could get real used to that.

  More people got into the train, making it even harder to stand comfortably. But of course I loved every minute of it. The two guys pressing against me were not that hot, but I let them feel me up a little, but didn’t do anything to really encourage them. I looked around; it was packed to capacity and getting a bit hot. Oh, how I wished I could strip everything off and stand naked here. Then suddenly I saw him. My mysterious lover on the train, the big guy who knocked me up, the father to my yet to be born child.

  He was standing toward the far side, as he was the other day. I just had to get over there. Even though I hadn’t thought about telling him of his contribution to my life, I decided against it. It wouldn’t help, would it? I never thought I would ever see him again and now that I had I didn’t want to be scaring him off. I managed to twist and jostle my way to where he stood. He hadn’t seen me coming until my breasts were pressing against his back.

  He glanced down and I saw the light of recognition in his dark eyes. He looked to his left and then his right again and then pushed the others to make room between him and the wall for me. I slipped in and looked up at him, smiling.

  “Hi,” I said, “Remember me?”

  “I can never forget you.” He whispered back.

  “Wanna do me again?” I said, with a wink, reaching down for his bulge.

  “Uh-huh.” He nodded, crushing me against the wall.

  “Oh, yeah.” I moaned. “I so want that cock deep inside me.”

  He said nothing, but his hand slipped down between my legs, fingers feeling for my wet pussy. He slipped one in and wiggled it, making me gasp. I was so ready for another cock again; I dripped all over his hand. The train lurched as it slowed down to accommodate another stop. This time a group of people vacated the seats near us and left. My guy moved in a flash, with me clinging to him and claimed one of the seats. I was pulled down on top of him, sitting on his lap. I felt his hard-on push up into my naked ass under my skirt. This new position was really sexy and of course in full view of everyone standing barely inches away from us. He lifted me up a little, making my boobs jiggle inside the tight blouse. I noticed several eyes pop and a few tongues loll out at the sight of me bouncing around like that. I felt his hand slip under me and undo his zipper, and the next instant his rock hard roll of meat was all the way into my pussy from under me.

  I moaned and closed my eyes, savoring every inch of his thickness inside me. It was the biggest cock I had ever had, and now that I found it I was never letting it go. I made up my mind to get off the train with him, no matter where he went. He grunted and flexed his abdomen, making his cock twitch and jerk inside me. In response, my belly clenched and I jammed my thighs together, squeezing him inside me real tight. He deftly licked by ear, his hot breath making my pulse race.

  The several dozens of eyes on us knew what was going on, and they silently enjoyed the show. This time I wasn’t shielded by any huge bodies, just by the ones standing in front of us, those many who had a front view show of me sitting on a guys lap getting my brains fucked out. My guy unslung his jacket from his shoulder and covered me from the neck down. A disgruntled murmur went around as the view to my big breasts was obstructed. I shrugged, enjoying the sensation of his large hands kneading my breasts from under the jacket and his cock filling my hot pussy.

  I undulated my hips slowly, swirling his cock deep inside me. He groaned lustfully as I must have been hitting some very sensitive spots on his cock. He nibbled my ear, squeezing my boobs real hard. I ignored the stares and the murmurs all around and began to move up and down over him, bouncing with the movement of the train. His thick cock stretched me even more than that first day, making me see stars. I placed my hands, palms down, on his thick thighs, my fingers curled, my nails digging into the muscular flesh. I rose and fell evenly up and down as his cock slid in and out. I gasped and moaned with each thrust. I looked around, the heat of lust smoldering in my eyes, at the surging bulge in every crotch that faced us.

  “This is the second time you’re fucking me now.” I whispered to him. “And I don’t even know your name.”

  “I am called Kanta,” He panted, crushing me down onto himself. “And you?”

  “Miyuki.” I gasped as his cock swelled even more, taking me to the brink of release. “I am… Miyuki Hurunui.”

  “Oh, Miyuki.” He groaned, “The Heavenly King must have sent you down to me.”

  “Oh, I wouldn’t put… uuhh… myself so high.” I laughed amidst gasps.

  “Your lovely breasts…” He said suddenly, “they are spilling… is that my doing?”

  I kept silent for a moment. He knew I was pregnant. I wasn’t sure what his reaction would be if I said yes. I decided to throw caution to the wind and bite the bullet.

  “Yes, Kanta San, yes.” I panted, my orgasm almost taking me over the top. “I am carrying… your… child.”

  “Then I can… never let you go… my sweet Miyuki.” He gasped, letting his load go into me. “You are mine, forever.”

  I saw stars as my orgasm took my mind to another realm of sight and sound. His claim on me made my climax multiply by a million degrees. I had found my guy and he was mine.

  THE END

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