Alone at the Metro station

Alone at the Metro stationAlone at the Metro stationSome of my mates at office were on holidays and too much paperwork was accumulated on my desk that evening.During the afternoon I had asked my boss to leave early; I was alone at home, Victor away in a long business trip; but anyway, I wanted to be home alone, have a nice shower and relax? alone?But at early evening my boss claimed he had to leave and asked me, begged me and convinced me to stay there up to finish all that late paperwork.Past eleven I completed most of the task and hurried down the elevator.I took off at a run to the Metro station. I almost made it. I got there in time to see the train leaving. Probably it had been the only train to run on time for the whole day, but there it went on its way, without me. I watched the schedule? and the next train would be there in forty five minutes and it was really very dark outside?I sat down in the waiting room. At least, I was able to console myself with the thought that the night was quiet and balmy. A beautiful night to be walking along a beach with my husband. But I wasn't. I was sitting in a waiting room, waiting for a damn train.Then a huge black guy walked into the waiting room and sat down close to me. He smiled and looked over above the door. I followed his look and there was the security camera, covered in paint and pointing at the roof. I looked back at him and saw he was looking at the roof on the other side of the room. When I looked I saw that there were wires there but no camera. Then I thought I could be in trouble?"Did you know, Madam, they do not man this station at night?" He asked me. No, I really did not know that. He was deliberately trying to scare me. Suddenly he woke up from the seat and stood in front of me. Then he asked:"Did you notice the size of my boots?"Not really. I had been too impressed with the size of his huge body and his total blackness to notice his boots. I could not avoid taking a glance at his feet. Oh, yes; he had truly impressive boots on and I was sure his feet were on the same scale as the rest of his body. ?You know the old wives tale says big feet mean big hands and big? anything..."Of course; big feet, big cock; I sakarya escort thought, recalling the old wives saying. I could feel myself blushing. Was he making a pass at me? I ignored him."You can just take what you want Madam, whenever you want it" He said smiling at meThen he approached a little bit more to me. Then he sat down again and suddenly grabbed my arms and lifted me up, plunking me down on his lap. He didn't sit me on his lap. He just d****d me cross it, facing down. I was still trying to register a protest when he pushed my dress up around my waist and pulled my thong down and off. I started to wriggle and squeal when a heavy paw gave me a slap on my buttocks."Just hush up" The black man yelled at me.Then he picked me up and made me sit over his legs, straddling his lap, facing him. With my dress rucked up around my waist and nothing on below I looked down to my crotch and saw his incredible huge sized of black cock, standing tall and proud. There it was; a quite impressive shaft raised between us, with my bare mound pressed firmly against it."No way, you would not dare" I raged at him. "People might come at any moment?. He just laughed at me. As well as laughing he began rubbing his cock up and down against my slit and I could feel it pressing hard against my lips down there. I was still looking and I could see it moving up and down, teasing my mound.I could not help feeling heat welling up from inside me. I was effectively open to him and I could feel his cock as it started to make my acquaintance. I tried pushing away from him but his hands were on my hips holding me firmly in place. Putting my hands on his chest and pushing was useless. He was really a huge and strong man. For a couple of minutes things continued like that. He rubbed himself against me, raising my temperature, while I wriggled and complained and pushed against him and felt completely helpless.I felt the hands on my hips tighten as he was lifting me. I could see myself scr****g against his black shaft and he raised me until there was finally room for it to spring forward between my thighs. At that point he changed directions, slowly lowering me again. He was strong. He was adapazarı escort handling me so easily? He lowered me until I could feel the head of his erection pressing against my pussy lips, trying to push its way past them. At that point his hands let go my thighs. I dropped a little, his cock now pressing very firmly against me. I couldn't get a grip with my knees to push myself up and I was reduced to hold onto his shirt, my fists clutching it tight.I looked up at him and he was watching me, smiling. I found myself sinking slowly onto his huge black cock. I couldn't believe that I could sink so far down onto him. I just seemed to be going lower and lower, feeling his cock rising up inside me, filling me and stretching me all out of shape. Just when I though he was going to split me in half I seemed to settle, holding in position, his cock finally fully inserted in my cunt. I was amazed that I could take it all.I expected him to start fucking me hard at this stage but he didn't. He just sat there with me transfixed by his cock. But then he gave a little hump with his cock, bouncing me.He left me sitting there, filled up my wet cunt with his hard cock, while he played with my breasts through the fabric of my shirt. I was irritated to see that my nipples were erect even before he could touch them?I found myself squirming under his touch, breathing hard. "You don't need to wait for me, Madam" He advised me. "You can start bouncing anytime you like; I know you want it so badly" The black bastard said as he smiled.Was he joking? There was no way that I was going to cooperate.He was laughing at me. I just knew it. It was humiliating. It was almost a relief when I found him starting to take me properly. He started slowly and I could feel his cock dragging against me. Then it was pushing back in and I could feel myself being stretched to take him again. I did not want to but I found myself moving with him, pushing firmly against him as he fucked me. I was only working with him because it made things easier. He was taking me anyway, so it could be easier for me if I cooperate. He started building up speed and I found myself bouncing on his lap as he drove deeper sakarya escort bayan into me. His cock seemed to take forever to pull out and then it would come crashing back, overwhelming me. I was bouncing, bouncing, bouncing, and that black bastard was raising all sorts of excitement inside me.Eventually I knew I was going to climax. Any moment now I was going to have a climax, and I was doing my best to bounce along with him to hurry it up. My climax was right there. I could feel it coming. He stopped. Just like that he pulled back and continued pulling back, popping free. I just sat there staring at him, feeling stunned. The bastard couldn't do this right now."If you want me to finish off, stand up and bend over with your hands on the bench?.He ordered me as he smiled.He was joking. He was bluffing. No way was he going to stop just like that. My body was screaming one thing at me and my mind another. My body won. Without any conscious decision I bent myself over the bench. He came around behind me and then he was driving back into me, almost lifting me off my feet with each thrust deep inside my wet cunt.It didn't take long. A few good hard thrusts and I was finally climaxing and shuddering.When I got myself together again, I found him sitting back where he'd been earlier.I was sitting on the bench close to him, with my dress tucked around my waist, my small thong on the filthy floor of the room?Furious, I hastily straightened my clothes, throwing dagger looks at the black man. Dressed, I turned on him."I can have you arrested for that," I snapped."Arrested for what?" He asked, sounding quietly confident."We had sex by mutual consent" He said."When did I consent? I never said yes. Not once." I replied angrily."I asked you to bend over the bench if you wanted me to continue. You bent over, showing me your nice ass, legs spread, waiting for me to take you. That may be considered consent."I was unable to think of anything to say. The way he put it, I had consented.When I was opening my mouth to answer, the loud noise of the arriving train took off all my words. I looked back at the train and then the black huge man disappeared.Had been a bad dream, a nightmare?Oh no, my pussy was dripping warm semen right now; I was sure I had been fucked properly by a huge black cock.On Monday I went to my boss office and told him if I was staying there to work overtime in future, then he had better have taxi vouchers ready for me...