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He likes his girls glazed.

by throwaway888

Chapter 7 in New York Oddities

With your head squarely held between two drunk, flexing hands, he thrusts hard into your face. Fingers grip at your cheeks and chin as he throats you again and again, the lewd sounds piping up and filling the train. You grunt and groan in protest, but nothing seems to get to him....

Where else? Your mouth!

by throwaway888

Chapter 7 in New York Oddities

He grips the sides of your head tighter, holding you firmly as his hips rock back and forth. The forest of pubes tickle your nose and his balls mash themselves against your chin, peeling back every time. He jams himself against the depths of your throat and holds it there for a s...

Sure as hell not in my mouth!

by throwaway888

Chapter 7 in New York Oddities

You fear this cock can produce something nearly as foul as it smells. You have to imagine his cum tastes so bad, but where could it go if not between your lips..? Well, while you tried deciding, the man made the decision for you. With another grunt and a groan, his hips flexed,...

Where else? Your mouth!

by throwaway888

Chapter 7 in New York Oddities

You've already chosen your career path, too late for getting into face-painting. You open your lips and begin beating the cock towards your tongue, pre and sweat flinging and threatening your tastebuds for what would be coming soon. Laughter fills the small noises between faps a...

Not even for another minute.

by throwaway888

Chapter 7 in New York Oddities

Maybe it was the thrill, maybe he'd just hit his limit, but moments after the jacket was pulled apart and he could better see your chest (though, only barely), he groaned loudly and flung his member forward. His balls tightened, and the splattering sensation of yellowing, clumpy...

Open your lips to protest (or you know.. other stuff)

by throwaway888

Chapter 6 in New York Oddities

You're still shocked, staring at this man as his strained meat flexes in your face. The speed he strokes sends bits of sweat and stinking pre-cum launching over the distance, some speckling your chin. "Hey- Seriously, close enough!" You begin, your voice quiet so not to drum up...

Offer a hand!

by throwaway888

Chapter 6 in New York Oddities

You couldn't believe this, it was right here in front of you, it was so dirty, and yet it felt so.. sexy! The sensation of being beaten off to in public, the heat radiating off of him, it was intoxicating. You're not one that usually finds herself living every moment like its yo...

You undo your jacket.

by throwaway888

Chapter 6 in New York Oddities

Might as well give him a show, and what better than an ugly christmas sweater? You find the zipper with an anxious, shaky hand, and you undo it for him. It wasn't much, it wasn't like your tits were popping out, but it was warm in here, and maybe he'd like it if you shaved a lay...

You look up.

by throwaway888

Chapter 5 in New York Oddities

You can't lie, curiosity is a vice, and you're not as strong-willed as you'd like to admit. You look up, up at his member and up at him. His face has a wobbly smile, drunken surely, but it mirrors the same look your older neighbor had prior. He was staring at you, and now that y...

Ignore him

by throwaway888

Chapter 5 in New York Oddities

Anything short of ignoring him is bound to get a reaction. You stare intently down towards your phone and place the other earbud in your ear. Still, even over your media, you can hear stifled grunts and the sounds of onlookers. Phones are pulled out, and people ask why no one has...

Damn Right!

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Chapter 4 in New York Oddities

Damn right.

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Chapter 4 in New York Oddities

You knew it like the back of your hand, and nothing could snap you out of your post-work transit nap like the sound of your stop. You pass right through the turnstiles with a beep of your commuter card, and you board the subway. You knew this was probably one of the more crazy p...

Same as always!

by throwaway888

Chapter 3 in New York Oddities

Sweet, warm and comforting. Pleasantly caffeinated and made with love, though maybe not nearly as much love as other cups that barista was making. You finish it on your walk to the subway station, dumping the still toasty paper cup in a trashcan. You stand at the entrance to the...

Miserable!

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Chapter 3 in New York Oddities

The first sip you take is a long one, tipping the cup back and flooding your mouth with a flavor you almost always enjoyed, but.. Today was completely different! It was bitter and salty, it tasted like they mixed it using a leaky battery. Considering how many people were in spit...

Couldn't agree more.

by throwaway888

Chapter 2 in New York Oddities

After dressing yourself in the warmest outfit you own (a dark grey puffer covering a 'I'm-Spending-Christmas-Eve-Working' ugly sweater and some deceptively warm khakis), you end up in the elevator of your apartment quietly listening to a true crime documentary. Truthfully, you ar...

Introduction

by throwaway888

Chapter 1 in New York Oddities

6:00 am. God damn it, you know its too early. The day doesn't stop for anyone however, and it's either get up now to afford yourself a coffee, or you don't get your morning chemical stimulants. You find your slender pale legs kicking themselves out of bed. Its cold, your window h...