Bray Array: The Ultimate Erotic Short Story Collection 19

Sarah squirmed around all the more frantically as she was licked out. She was almost crying out as the pleasure swept through her body and it was her turn to bite on her lip to try and keep the noise in. Grabbing at Corey’s head she dragged him up and looked in his eyes.

“Fuck me…,” she whispered and the breath rushed from her as he quickly got up and dragged her to her feet. He spun her around and pushed her forward so that she needed to rest her hands on the seat. Sarah gasped as the skirt was pulled up around her waist and the panties dragged further down her thighs. The touch of the erection on the soft skin of her ass cheeks brought out a groan. Corey pressed forward and the rattling of the carriage as the train sped along made them sway together. He could feel his cock settling into Sarah’s butt crease and was suddenly in thrall to his touch on the soft skin.

Bringing his hands to the rounded cheeks he teased his fingertips all over them. Sarah pushed back at him and groaned as the underside of the cock pressed harder against her. The tension grew as the moment of penetration came closer and Corey was suddenly desperate for wet pussy wrapped around his stiff shaft.

He grabbed his cock around the base and pushed it lower until it slipped between Sarah’s thighs and stroked on her slick pussy lips. She closed her thighs to trap it against her pussy and Corey threw his head back. When the pressure eased a little he worked the tip of his cock to the wet opening. Both were holding their breath as he pushed forward.

The head of the shaft split the wet pussy lips open and Sarah was the first to let out a rush of breath as the erection slipped inside. Corey was quick to follow as she pushed back and suddenly he was buried to the hilt in the softness. He worked his hands from the rounded cheeks to the curvy hips and took hold tightly to pull himself forward. His body was pressed tightly against Sarah and they continued to sway together under the motion of the train.

Corey wanted more and his grip tightened as he began to make love with a gorgeous mature woman for the first time in his life. He closed his eyes as his erection stroked in and out of the soft warmth. His movements were slow as he enjoyed his cock rubbing on the soft pussy walls and it was Sarah that sped things up as she started to push herself back to meet the thrusts.

She balanced herself on one hand so that she could touch on her clit and the breath rasped from her again as she was suddenly lost in her fantasy of making love on a train. She stroked her fingers furiously on her erect clit as she urged Corey on to fuck her. His thrusts became rougher as the excitement of the moment grabbed him and their naked skin was quickly slapping together noisily.

Sarah could sense the orgasm rushing up on her and worked her clit even harder to bring it on. She threw herself back at the eager thrusts of her young lover and the stiff shaft rammed deep each time they came together. She was swept up in the pleasure until there was finally no holding back the moment of ecstasy. Her body tensed for just an instant as the build up came to an end and the orgasm suddenly burst to life.

Sarah’s loud moan filled the carriage as the pure bliss of the sex carried her on a ride to a shattering high. The spasms of her pussy walls took her breath away and more moans escaped her lips as Corey fucked in deep. Her pussy rippled around the hardness and the ecstasy kept growing until the peak of the climax ripped through her and left her completely breathless.

As the orgasm shook her body she urged Corey to give her everything. He was suddenly thrusting at her with an eagerness that she loved and she pushed back against him. His erection was stroking in and out with increasing ferocity as he worked to join her in orgasm.

The climax was suddenly on him and the tingle in his balls made them tighten up against his body. He let out a groan as the thrill of the release took hold and the cum was suddenly gushing powerfully from him. The release of each stream made his body convulse and Sarah winced as his fingers dug deeply in the soft flesh of her hips.

Corey pressed forward as the climax continued and the thick white spurted from him as the pleasure wracked his body. His shudders slowly died down as the sex came to an end and he leaned forward to nuzzle Sarah’s neck as they tried to recover.

“We better get out of here,” she finally said and they worked to straighten their clothes.

Corey looked out of the window. “I think we missed a few stops in the heat of the moment,” he said with a laugh.

He turned as Sarah opened the door and she was quick to make her way to the nearest restroom. She still appeared a little disheveled when she came back out and Corey liked the look. He moved to kiss her and their lips broke apart as they sensed the slowing of the train. When it finally came to a stop they stepped onto the platform and looked around.

“Train home or taxi?” said Sarah with a laugh as they realized they’d missed their stations.

“Taxi, my treat,” said Corey and they headed off to find one at the front of the station. “See you tomorrow,” he said when they finally reached her home.

“Sure,” she said with a grin. “I’ll be on the eight o’clock train again.

He waved at her as the taxi moved off to take him home. Resting his head on the seat back he closed his eyes to relive the fun of the last couple of hours. By the time he reached his house he was already looking forward to the following day.

He suspected Sarah wouldn’t be able to resist the temptation of sex on a train again and a smile crossed his face at the thought of the fun that might come his way when they met.

by Nicole Bright

The storm rattled the windows while Vic shuffled to shut them one by one. Wilhemina asked that he leave one opened just a bit. Vic flopped down on the bearskin rug, spooning her in the upstairs lounge. He yawned sensuously as he stretched out beside her.

“You going to be at it much longer?” he said. Vic reached down and unhooked his leather chaps. Vic’s short, muscled body was a stark contrast to Wilhemina’s pale, frail one. A sign she was maybe on the run, she reflected.

Vic had a show in another couple of hours. Wilhemina envied him. She thought about how differently her life would have been if she had lived her dream. She had tried. After she tidied a few things, Wilhemina would begin to recreate the past she’d left behind… That was how it was when your world was murder…

“Tying up some ends,” Wilhemina said.

She’d met the long-haired rocker in Philly. Wilhemina had picked up a duffle from a thrift shop and struck Vic with the bag while she was on her way out the door.

“That’s my meat and veg, lady,” Vic smiled.

“And a big one too,” Wilhemina had complimented.

She was about to cop a cup of coffee at the corner Internet café when Vic happened in. He smiled and she returned the gesture, prepared for the usual. Wilhemina had a timeless beauty. Not by any standards that she went by, but society’s filters singled her type as a “hottie.”

Raven-haired, statuesque and put together like an Amazonian brick house, she felled whistles and remarks regularly. She was even pegged as a ringer for Princess Diana of Paradise Island… Which she figured she’d stop trying to deny… Her last name was Prince. Why not act the part and own it? Oren Victor had walked up to the café bar and ponied-up five Ones and a key to a Harley — Wilhemina knew a set of keys from a Hog when she saw them — which he put on top of the bill.

“Five bucks says you want a warm bed and a hot shower right about now,” the biker-impressionist said.

“I’d kill for it,” Wilhemina said.