Erotic Adventures(closed to Viriolhack)

[officegirl_20]

OOC Amy Holler 29 5'10 130 36D long brown hair

OOC


She will have many "adventures" in this thread from one on ones to gang different locations and different things to try.
Things I would like to see from your character(s) romantic encounters, forced, gang forced, fondling/molesting, rescue her from getting ganged etc.. many "adventures"


Amy had just moved to New York for work and was getting used to moving from small town to big city. She had heard stories of women getting groped fondled and....more but had yet to experience it.
She got on the crowded subway dressed for the office in white blouse black skirt 2"above the knees nude pantyhose and 2" strappy white heels.
She entered the car as more and more rough looking individuals packed in.

 

[justabrick]

Arthur Brown is a middle-aged, slightly overweight CEO with brown hair, thin glasses, and a penthouse office downtown. He's clean-cut, with a respectable appearance... but anyone who could see inside his head would know that Arthur had a more lurid mind than anyone would assume, and thoughts that he kept at bay while he sat through board meetings, or presentations from the finance team.

A crack appeared in his inhibition, though, when he saw a nervous young woman, dressed professionally but undeniably eye-catching, get on the train, her head down so as not to catch the attention of anyone else. He watched her out of the corner of his eye as she shuffled right in front of where he was standing. As his eyes scanned the curves of her toned body, he felt his excitement grow, and his heart rate increase slightly.

The train made its way out of the station, slowly at first, then with increasing vigor. As the track turned and the momentum of the train changed, he felt his hand come lightly into contact with hers on the shiny metal pole. He didn't move. He felt his heart rate increase a little more.

Then, at the next station, more passengers entered the already crowded train. He tried to act indifferent as he watched her step back. There was nowhere for him to go as he felt her back press against his front. It was gentle at first, his chest against her shoulder blades and his belt buckle against the small of her back. He breathed deep (wondering if she could feel his warm breath on her shoulder), and, with nowhere for either of them to go, he felt the length between his legs begin to react.

 

[officegirl_20]

Amy felt hot breath on her neck but didnt think too much of it as it was just alot of people on the train. She felt a bulge behind her pressing into her petite hips but, due to the morning crowd couldnt move. Each jostling of the crowd pressed the strangers behind her into her slim frame more and more. One located on a seat infront of where she stood seemed to be "accidentally " rubbing a wrist in her nylon clad thighs as the bulge behind her was in an odd way a turn on hitting her in the right spots as she did her best to ignore the awkward grinding going on seemingly all around her.

 

[justabrick]

Chad, the young man beside Amy, had accidentally brushed his wrist against her thigh as well. But, he decided he liked the feeling of her soft skin and smooth stockings, so he left it there, rubbing gently against her right leg with each sway of the train. He could have easily kept his hand to himself, but he enjoyed the feeling too much. After a few minutes, he got bolder, at first slipping his hand around the back of her thigh, then gently inside- not so far up, just above the knee, out of sight of the rest of the passengers. His touch was light at first, almost incidental, but now he traced gentle, slow circles on her leg, with three fingers.

Meanwhile, Arthur found his breath getting deeper, almost uneven, as he pressed almost imperceptibly harder against her, close enough to smell her shampoo. He let out a sigh of pleasure, quiet enough for only her to hear, and let his fingers lightly touch her left hip.

 

[officegirl_20]

Amy tried to ignore the contact as nothing more than incidental as was commonplace on subways. She scooted a few inches away from the stranger touching her nylon clad leg but then the train jostled a bit and she was now a bit closer than previous. She felt something on her hip but couldnt make out if it was just the fact of how close bodies were or was it a more deliberate hand. Amy gasped as inch by inch the hand seened to be making its way around her hip to her frontside. Was this happening? Or just an illusion from the bodies scooting back and forth from the motion of the subway. Not wanting to cause a scene. Amy was hoping contact was accidental as she still had another 15 minutes before her stop.

 

[Vitriolhack]

Arthur was close enough to see the stranger’s hand caressing he young lady’s inner thigh. Should he play “the hero?” He thought to himself. What’s the point he thoughts
He was slightly jealous of his boldness. Both of their eyes crossed with Chad, who flashed him a wry smile and motioned an “OK” with a head nod.

Arthur’s growing erection did not go unnoticed by chad as well as some of the close-by passengers whom none said anything other then admiring the scene.

As the trains kept moving Chad, the bolder of the two, ran his palm along her soft inner thigh.

 

[officegirl_20]

People packed in so tight no one payed attention to the jostling around, just their music or news on their phones. Were these two doing what Amy thought they were doing? Surely under the cover of crowded train they couldn't be that bold!
Amy tried to scoot away but couldn't as each inch away she gained was lost each time the subway car hit a slight bump pushing all patrons together again. Amy's eyes widened as not only did she feel a hand from the ine behind her snake around her waist and tuck under her blouse to bare skin but the one sirting inches in front of her "pretended" to look at his phone while his free hand snaked higher up Amy's nylon clad thigh and now wàs a mere 2"away from her crotch.
Just then a fearful thought entered the young brrunette's mind. You see she liked the feeling of nylon on her shaved pussy lips and sometimes went commando underneath her pantyhose, this was one of those days!

 

[Vitriolhack]

Emboldened by her passivity, Chad got more courageous and let his hand travel higher along her inner thigh. “What’s this he thought? No underwear!” He thought as his index finger flirted with her damp softer outer lips.

Arthur had witnessed something similar a while back, a young woman in between 3 men on the subway who was offering no objections to being touched and delicately groped in public. “She must enjoy it, or perhaps she knew the guys touching her or maybe she enjoyed the power play and slight humiliation.”

He felt her bum against his now fully erected cock. He slightly grinned himself against her to check her reaction.

 

[officegirl_20]

Amy tried desperately to move away but they were packed tight and she was almost at her stop. The stranger behind her had wormed a hand arkund her fromt and now was underneath her blouse at her belly button.
Amy's eyes went wide and let out a silent gasp as she heard the faint sound of nylon tearing as the other stranger sitting in front of where she stood and boldly poked a hole in her pantyhose leaving Amy's bald pussy lips totally unprotected.

 

[Vitriolhack]

Arthur made to pretense anymore; a few eyes were on them already not unlike he had done looking at others had done so many times in the morning train.

He saw his new friend l’s hand moving rhythmically under her skirt. He felt her weight on him as she let herself wane in the moment her excitement growing.

“You have such perky boobs,” he whispered in her ear.

 

[Vitriolhack]

Chad was having a difficult time inching closer to the beautiful stranger’s pussy. He took out from his pocket his guitar pick, that would help him broach the nylon leggings. “I’ll have to use both of my hands for that,” he thought to himself.

Looking at the cute stranger, again, she offered no restraint, if anything he could feel her wetness. Rubbing the pick, he was able to tear a piece of the fabric, large enough for him to slide his fingers. He first, rub his index finger along the drenched underwear. He noticed that she moved her right leg a couple of inches giving him more room to manœuvre and offering her tacit approval.

He continued rubbing her, building, what he hoped a quick orgasm.

 

[officegirl_20]

Just then enough people got out and Amy was able to free hersslf and dart out the subway door. Panting hard at her first groping experience in the bjg city. She headed up the stairs and was walking through the park to catch a bus to her work location. Only problem was she wàs on edge from the near orgasm and the rush of cool air under her skirt and now on her exposed pussy lips was turning her most intimate area very sensitive as each step rubbed her clit. She had to pass the crowded basketball courts hoping it wouldn't slow her pace too much as she feared any delays would causd to to orgasm right there in the large public park.

 

[Vitriolhack]

A group of guys were playing when one of them spotted Amy,
“Are ok,” one of the them said to her.

“Yes,” she said with a nervous smile, “just hurrying for work.”

“No worries maam, you have a nice day,”

She just smiled and continued walking with military regimen to her 30 floor office building she passed through the common area café and heard from Celica the barista “no coffee this morning king Amy?”

“I’ll be by later, there is something I forgot to do,” she replied smiling at her.

She got off on the 26th floor to use the bathroom not wanting to go immediately to her lower floor hoping for some quiet time.

She went in the bathroom, she physically looked fine minus a button on her blouse that she fixed with a safety pin, she removed her panty hose who were completely ruined and damp and fixed her skirt. Amy knew she was attractive, or at least the kind of woman that attracted the attention of others. At the last Christmas party, one of the higher up executive made small talk with her leaving nothing to the imagination when he invited her to his place in the Hamptons. The same party was coming up, she would most probably have to have another cringy conversation with her. Other than experimenting in college, she never had a long term female lover.

Past and present thoughts came rushing in her mind, “Why did you enjoy it so much?” She asked herself in the mirror.

She stepped out of the bathroom to come face to face with Arthur, the guy who fondled her breasts earlier on the train.

“Oh, hello, you work on this floor?” He said with the voice a kid whose hand was caught in the cookie jar. “I’m, ahem, Arthur.”

She looked at him, not usually her type she thought at first, but, other that the Tran incident, seemed normal.

“Hello Arthur, I’m,” she thought for a moment at inventing a name, then decided to be honest, “Amy,” she finally said.

“It’s very nice to meet you Amy, may I offer you some coffee?”

She thought about it, looked at her watch and said, I start in 25minutes.

“Wonderful then, let me drop these things in my office first, and we can grab coffee downstairs,”. She followed him to his office which was another floor up via stairs, she saw his name on the door, Arthur Brown, he was being honest.

“We are an venture capital firm, we invest..”

“I know what it is,” Amy replied before he had time to finish his sentence.

“Of course you do, we are in the financial district, the elevator is here, or, I actually have a Nespresso machine in the kitchen.”

“Nespresso, sure, that’s good!” She said having found her bubbly personality back.

They stayed quiet over the murmur of the coffee machine, “well, he is no Clooney, but still not entirely unattractive in older man kind of way,” she thought.

“Here you go Amy, and one for me!” He said.

“What do you do here he asked?”

“Well, sometimes I come on this floor, well, the one under, to use the bathroom, it’s quieter and I didn’t want to have to chit chat with anyone this morning, in light of what happened she said unashamedly.”

“Oh, yeah, about that,” he said uncomfortably

“Take at easy big guy, I am vaccinated from NewYork, I would have stopped you two bozos if I was uncomfortable,” she said confidently.

“Good to know Amy,” he said, “it can be rough out there.”

“Thank you for coffee,” she said.

“Would you like another one for the road?” He asked.

“Sure, but, would you happens to have one of the flavored ones?”

“He, he he, I thought I was the only one ho enjoyed those! This is peppermint, you know, Christmas flavor,”

Again quiet during the low rumbling noise of the brewing process, Amy laughing at herself, the joined by Arthur, for no apparent reason both bursting out in laughter.

“Here you go, I put it in a metal mug, it’ll stay warm at least all morning,”

“That’s very thoughtful Arthur,” she said.

He heard his name coming out of her lips, his name devoid of the usual NewYork accent that make all A sound like AW, it sounded lovely.

In a timid voice, “listen Amy, ah, would it be weird if I asked you for your phone number?”

“My phone number,” she said, “strange most guys already have it before they fondle my boobs!” She said smiling at a red faced Arthur,
“Sure, hand me your phone, I’ll add myself,”

He handed her his phone, and she started typing away, then called herself and when her phone rang she said, “now I also have your number!”

Hang on, he used his card key to call the elevator, “this is the only one of the 6 that comes to this floor,” when the elevator got there she hit the 15th floor button. She kissed her fingers and placed them on his lips.

He smiled as he waved bye at her saying, “coffee again soon?” He heard her say, “sure”.

As he looked at his phone he noticed she entered her name as “Hot Amy” he laughed as he walked towards his office.

 

[officegirl_20]

Amy chuckled as he walked away thinking he was sweet and in a nerdy way kind of cute. She was not the slutty type so letting him feel her up this morning she didnt see as a bad thing for the most part.
A little later in the day, Amy needed some more ink and paper for the copier. She entered the cluttered supply area and headed over to the shelves. Being by herself she got lost in thought of getting felt up on the sub way and the taboo nature of it all. She didnt even pay attention that three black cleaning staff guys had followed her in to the supply room.

 

[Vitriolhack]

Distracted by her daily lustful thoughts she did not think anything of the 3 black men following her In the supply room. Perhaps it was her character or the aura she projected, but perverted kinky minds were attracted to her like drone bees to their queen.

Standing on the tip of her toes, she reached for the supplies too high up for her, her flesh showing between the fabrics of her shirt and skirt.

She felt a large hand on her stomach and a deep voice suddenly said, “would you like some help with that?” He said.

“Thanks,” she said, “I wonder why they put all this stuff so fucking high,” she replied.
The tall black man’s hand still on her baked flesh, reached for the box he easily carried with his other hand.

The other 2 guys looking at them while rearranging the order of the daily delivery boxes.

“I’m Henderson, guys call me “Hends” are you new here? He asked.

“Is it that obvious,” she replied adding, “I moved here for the his job, so yes I am kind of new to this work and to New York.”

 

[officegirl_20]

Amy could tell they were laying the flirting on heavy. They were cute and she did have some black on white fantasies but she just rolled her eyes at their attempts thinking to herself maybe another day.
She flashed them a warm smile claiming she was busy and left.

Rest of her day went without fanfare. She just arrived at home when she received a text from Aurther. It described what he wanted her to wear and a specific location to go to. As Amy read the text it read.....

 

[Vitriolhack]

“Amy, I would like to invite you to dinner tonight; should you accept, I will be sending you what you will be wearing; should you accept this offer, you can keep the clothes, I will of course pay for a good meal, and make you a proposition,” Arthur.

Amy just starred at her phone dumbfounded.
What should she do?
Arthur was not exactly her type, yet, he was nice with her this morning when they had coffee and the curiosity was driving her crazy.
What could his perverted mind have in store for her.

she started typing “Ok, this sounds interesting..” then erased it and typed instead, “I need to know more about what you have in mind,” she texted him.

Reading her answer, Arthur typed back, “fair enough, I am invited to a special pop up themed restaurant, it’s all very high end delicious food, people attending wear beautiful mask to hide their identity and the women are encouraged to wear loose clothing, if you understand what I mean.” He sent her his text hoping she would accept. Then he added another line, “Don’t worry, you will not be the only woman there, all know what they are getting into.”

 

[officegirl_20]

Amy showed up.in the following "loose fitting attire.


Paired with 3" yellow heels and a yellow mask that coverd the top of her nose and eyes to hide her identity as requested in the text. Her heart raced not knowing who she knew and who were strangers. She grabbed a glass of champagne from a server passing by, heart racing with nerves fear and stepping out of her shell. Anxious to see if arthur would find her in person or another text.

 

[Vitriolhack]

Arthur was already at the event having his driver dropped off before Amy would arrive.

Although she did not notice him, he noticed her.

“How do you like the venue so far,” he asked her ear.

Recognizing his tone she said “Art,” before she had time to finish, he cut her of with a finger in his lips, “no need to use names here sweetie”

“Oh, I am sorry,”

“No need to be sorry this must seem very different for you, and by the way, perfect attire,”

“Thank you,” she almost said his name, caught herself and laughed, “this is going to take some getting used to to.

“It will,” he said winking.

“So, let me lay down the landscape,” he said.

“Please do, I was not expecting so many people, and so many beautiful women,”

“He he he, this is an invitation only club I belong to, the goal is for men, and sometimes women to openly feel a stranger, for a remuneration fee,” he whispered to her.

“Money?” She simply said.

“He, he, yes sweetie, money”

“How does it work,” she said all of a sudden very interested.

“Well, they will be giving you a timer, precisely set for 45 seconds, all you have to do to let everyone know you are available is raise your hand; an interested party will then press your timer, it is expected that you stand up and let him sit on your chair and you on his knees; he will deposit a minimum of 45 dollars on the table,”

“A dollar a second?” She said wide eyed

“Yes, a dollar a minute, ahem, for starters,” Arthur added.

“Are you serious?” She asked him.

“Deadly serious sweetie,” he said.

“Anything else I should know?”

“Well, yes, the pace of the evening will follow the dinner, all the guests will receive their amusement bouche together, then the main course then dessert,” he said.

“This is quite a society you belong to,” she said with a tinge of salaciousness.

“Well, where there is a need, and extra disposable income, someone is bound to come up with a solution; basic business endeavors,” he said.

“I’ll continue to explain as the night evolves, give me your right hand,” he said to which he slid the timer piece. “They gave me the timer when I paid earlier for the evening, that’s why I wanted to be here before you.”

A that moment a ring was heard and the large doors open giving way to a ravishing, yet small, dinner area with 12 tables with 2 seats and 6 single seated tables.

“So couples and singles?” She said to Arthur.

“You catch on fast, couples at times enjoy seeing their partners fondled with and singles are can request anyone they are attracted to. Our table is seven.”

They walked over, Arthur pulled the chair for her and whispered in her ear, “thank you for doing this,”

 

[Vitriolhack]

On e all of the first course were served, a single cling of a bell was heard and Amy noticed many hands go up.

“You his is your time to shine luv,” Arthur told her with a British accent. She smiled and raised her hand. Barely a second went by when the first person dropped 50 dollars on her he table they then pressed once on the green button on her timer watch. She did as Arthur instructed her, she got up to let the shortish stocky person sit and she sat sideways on them. The person then caressed her cheek she thought she heard a “beautiful” over the acoustic jazz that was playing. Amy then felt a daring hand in between the fabric of her dress caressing her bare skin. “Mmm,” Amy let out and closing her eyes surrendering to the stranger’s touch. The touch was delicate, she then felt her breast cupped and gently squeezed, her own sexual tension rising.

A ring from her watch was heard, immediately the stranger’s hands stopped and Amy got up.

“Thank you,” the stranger told Amy, looked at Arthur and nodded head.

Amy sat back down, and ate her amuse bouche which was a cold sushi pizza drizzled with truffle oil.

“This is so good,” she told Arthur.

“It is, you will not be dissatisfied by the food here,” adding after he took a sip of his wine, “I have something for you,” he pulled out a rectangular box with only a bow as a wrapper.

She opened the box to find a very stylish leather wallet with a zipper and a hand strap.

“I think you will be busy tonight, you could keep your cash in there,” Arthur said.

“How thoughtful of you A..” holding back before mentioning his name.

She raised her had, and again almost immediately another suitor dropped 45 dollars on the table, she promptly took them and placed all of her current earnings in her new purse. She smiled at Arthur as she stood up and sat on the stranger’s knees who pressed the green button and wasted no time grabbing her thighs and grinding her on his crotch.

“You’re fucking beautiful,” he crassly said to her loud enough for Arthur to hear; Arthur didn’t care for his words. The stranger hands forcefully grabbed Amy’s breasts which surprised her a little considering the previous delicate touch.

Her watch sounded the now familiar ring.

The stranger said thank you and left.

“How are you enjoying your night so far?” Arthur asked.

“This is thrilling!” She said, “Although I preferred the first person’s touch.”

“I have seen her here before,” he said.

“Her?”

“He, he, he, yes her, I have seen her here before, she obviously enjoys beautiful women like you,” Arthur said.

“You have time for 2 or 3 more sessions, if you wish, before the main course,” he said to her.

 

[Vitriolhack]

After another man openly groped her in front of Arthur, Amy noticed that Arthur was enjoying watching her.

“You genuinely seem to enjoy yourself,” she said to him.

“Oh, I am,” he said adding, “genuinely!” And laughed a little, “you see, my dear, I am voyeur, I love to see others take pleasure; the people earlier really seemed to relish your body, and I noticed that you also enjoy being openly molested. Dare I say that this is your sexual kink? Or perhaps it’s just the money?

“Well, I had no idea about the money before you invited me, and you might be on to something with me being passive as I feel stranger’s hands on me,” she said lowering her head almost embarrassed at the words she just admitted to.

“Listen, there is nothing wrong with what you are feeling, you are not the first person I meet with a Consensual non consent kink. Something I would love to talk to you more about, but, I need to first brief you on the next course. You can remain dressed and continue, or, if you agree to it, you can remove your dress and your bra, keep your underwear. The same rules apply with the exception that it’s double the cost for them. So, 45 seconds, 90 dollars!”

Amy looked around and most women were now naked with only their underwear on and high heels.