💋 Subway Heat: Frankie’s Forbidden Ride 💋
Frankie was headed to work on the subway, her mind already preoccupied with the mountain of paperwork waiting for her at the office, when the transit cop’s eyes locked onto hers. Officer Jameson flashed a disarming smile, his dark uniform accentuating his broad shoulders as he leaned against the metal pole. Even after nearly a decade on the force, Jameson’s rugged good looks still turned heads, especially those belonging to young, single professional women like Frankie. The fact that he was a married man never stopped him either.
As the train rumbled through the tunnels, Jameson made his move, sauntering over to stand close to Frankie. His warm breath caressed her ear when he whispered, “You look like you could use a stress-relieving boost, miss. I’d be happy to help.” His hand brushed against her thigh, sparking a jolt of electricity that made Frankie’s heart race.
She should have pushed him away, but the possibility of a clandestine encounter with a married man was too tempting to resist. “I suppose a little distraction wouldn’t hurt,” Frankie purred, her eyes never leaving his.
Jameson led her to an empty car, the doors sliding shut behind them with a soft hiss. They barely had time to exchange heated glances before he pressed her against the cold metal wall, his hands roaming her curves with an urgency that left Frankie breathless. She wrapped her legs around his waist as he ground his hardness against her, the rough fabric of his uniform a delicious contrast to her smooth skin.
Their mouths fused in a passionate kiss, tongues tangling as Jameson’s hands found the hem of Frankie’s skirt. With a deft motion, he slid it up her thighs, his fingers grazing the lace of her thong. Frankie gasped into his mouth, arching against him as he hooked the delicate fabric and tugged it aside.
Jameson’s thick cock sprang free, already rock hard and leaking pre-cum. He lined himself up with Frankie’s dripping slit, pausing only to glance out the window at the other commuters in the adjacent car. The knowledge that they could be watched while he took her was a heady aphrodisiac, making Frankie ache for him to fill her.
With a low groan, Jameson thrust forward, burying himself to the hilt in Frankie’s eager pussy. She wrapped her arms around his neck, nails digging into his uniform as he set a punishing pace, each stroke driving her closer to climax. The metallic wall chilled her back, but the sensation only heightened her arousal.
Frankie could feel the mounting pressure in her core, her inner walls clenching around Jameson’s pulsing shaft. “Don’t stop,” she begged, her voice a ragged whisper. “I’m so close.”
Jameson obliged, pounding into her with renewed vigor. Frankie’s moans echoed through the empty car, the sound of flesh meeting flesh and their ragged breathing filling the space. As her orgasm approached, Jameson reached between them, his fingers finding her swollen clit. A single stroke sent her plummeting over the edge, her pussy fluttering around his cock as she came hard.
Jameson followed soon after, his balls drawing up tight as he slammed into her one final time. With a guttural groan, he spilled his seed deep inside her, his face contorting in pleasure. Frankie felt each hot stream coating her insides, the sensation prolonging her own climax.
Breathless and sated, they clung to each other, Jameson’s softening cock still buried within Frankie’s dripping heat. For a moment, the thrill of their illicit encounter overrode the danger of his married status, leaving them both lost in the aftermath of their passion. But as the train began to slow, approaching Frankie’s stop, reality set in.
Jameson withdrew, zipping up his uniform with a sheepish smile. “Until next time, Frankie,” he murmured, planting a quick kiss on her lips before stepping back. “And remember, this never happened.”
Frankie nodded, tucking her skirt back into place as she watched him leave the car. She couldn’t deny the thrill she felt at the thought of their rendezvous, despite the risks involved. As the doors slid open, she took a deep breath and stepped out onto the platform, already anticipating the next encounter with the hot married man.