Groped on the Subway

[sirhugs]

a very different "Loving Wives" theme?

Wife gets felt up on a crowded subway ride home. At first distressed, on the way from her stop to the condo where huby awaits, she notices a tingle in her nipples and clit. By the time she gets to the condo, she is all flushed, and jumps hubby. afterwards, lying there beside hubby, she wonders iif she should tell him...

 

[jeninflorida]

a very different "Loving Wives" theme?

Wife gets felt up on a crowded subway ride home. At first distressed, on the way from her stop to the condo where huby awaits, she notices a tingle in her nipples and clit. By the time she gets to the condo, she is all flushed, and jumps hubby. afterwards, lying there beside hubby, she wonders iif she should tell him...

well, give me details. how do you see the wife dressed? how was she touched? did she look at the guy? hell, was it a guy?

 

[sirhugs]

well, give me details. how do you see the wife dressed? how was she touched? did she look at the guy? hell, was it a guy?

a short skirt- it's the heat of summer.

Maybe more than one person touched her- it was really crowded, she was standing, one hand on the overhead hold, the other on her bag, so she was defenseless. a hand slid up her skirt; another fell on her breast & have it a quick squeeze... somehow, her pussy gets fondled - as I conceive it, half the story is the adventure on the train, the rest is at home with hubby - might be done tough with her telling hubby in a series of flashbacks intercut with them getting friskier and friskier... dang... you know I don't have time to write it, i wish it wasn't so vivid in my brain... and my... my...

 

[pisces_girl]

How was she feeling on the subway? Describe her mental state more... maybe include a mental dialogue? And the men doing it to her, what were they like?

 

[Carnevil9]

How about this: she has no husband, and no boyfriend. Maybe she is shy, or new in town, or just plain homely. Anyway, she is all horned up from the groping, and has nobody to jump.

So the next day she goes back to the subway, with an even easier-access outfit (shorter skirt, deeper cleavage), and does her best to attract some more groping.....

 

[Anwar80]

What if she was groped by a girl ? How she will react ? Will she like it or not ?
Would love to read something along these lines

 

[GeekyAsh]

How about writing it in two (or more) parts? Say the first part is the initial groping, she feels apprehensive at first but then it excites her, she goes home and masturbates over it.
The next day she returns for more, but this time it's a girl?
Incorporating all your ideas, sounding pretty good to me...

 

[want2_watchwife]

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[sirhugs]

The shy young wife comes home and tells what her husband thinks is her terrible ordeal on the subway, ending with her panties being torn off.

"That's terrible, what will you do? Start taking the bus? A cab?" hubby asks.

She approaches him, kisses him more passionately than she ever has before, and whispers, "No, silly. Before I get on the subway I'll just take my panties off and put them in my purse."

why wear them at all?

 

[want2_watchwife]

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[Nancydreamz]

a very different "Loving Wives" theme?

Wife gets felt up on a crowded subway ride home. At first distressed, on the way from her stop to the condo where huby awaits, she notices a tingle in her nipples and clit. By the time she gets to the condo, she is all flushed, and jumps hubby. afterwards, lying there beside hubby, she wonders iif she should tell him...

Nice and interesting theme,sirhugs

 

[DocCIS]

This suddenly brought back a memory of when I was just going through puberty and read a Xavier Hollander story in some magazine about a visit to India where she took a bus (all hot and sweaty) and got felt up in the tight confines of the bus (I probably just dated myself, LOL)...

 

[LordofBlackbirds]

This would make an awesome story. I might actually take you up on this subject and write a story about it.

 

[forplayer__]

Wife groped in the back seat of the car...

Shy middle aged wife blackmailed into being sandwiched between two younger men in the back seat of the subway car. Wife gets groped and fingered while forced to give blow jobs....and it gets hotter and hotter as the middle aged woman is overcome with lust and doesn't know how to handle it....

 

[PravdaMatthew]

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[jeninflorida]

What if she was groped by a girl ? How she will react ? Will she like it or not ?
Would love to read something along these lines

that would be a good twist, this is why she didn't scream but was curious. When she looked over her shoulder to see who it was that touched her, she was surprised to see the girl smiling at her

 

[Anwar80]

that would be a good twist, this is why she didn't scream but was curious. When she looked over her shoulder to see who it was that touched her, she was surprised to see the girl smiling at her

Yeah & maybe she was freaked out by that at first, since she is not a lesbian. But then, this happened with her couple more time in the subway & she begin to actually like it but won't admit that to anyone.

I would be interested to see how she progress from complete denial to acceptance & actually liking that fact that girls are hitting on her.

 

[NeverWinterNite]

One possible way to take this would be to follow the wife's descent (or progression, depending on your perspective)

During and after the first grope, she is offended, yet somewhat surprised at her husband's reaction when she tells the story. In their discussion, she discovers that while of course he is protective of her, the thought of another unknown person desiring his wife does somewhat turn him on. The raunchy sex they have that night surprises them both.

The next day, on the subway, the wife instinctively makes it a point to pay attention and get on the same car, same train. The rough coupling with her husband still with her, the thought of it happening again in the front of her mind. And yet...when it happens again, she still does not catch sight of the offender, despite her efforts to chase.

That second night, she is so turned on by the time she reaches home, she does not even need to tell her husband what has happened, she takes him hard, deep and immediately.

It happens again and again for several days...she never catches the "offender" yet become more daring and inviting (removing panties, short skirts, low-cut blouses).

Until one day it stops, suddenly. She feels empty, rejected, and angrily refuses sex with her husband that night.

And then...after several days of frustration, she is consumed and transformed entirely. She walks onto the subway, no longer the victim. She spots a first tall gentleman, wearing a suit and reading the paper. She stands right in front of him in her alluring outfit...and as the train starts to move, she reaches her hand out to him and clutches the front of his thighs, tracing the outline of what she now craves.

I really like your idea.

 

[PravdaMatthew]

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[jeninflorida]

Thanks. I was thinking further about this today (not coincidentally while on the subway).

She is has not only become the hunter, but she is trapped in a search for the man that initially groped her. Sometimes her advances are met with stern rebuffs by gentlemen, other times they lead to hasty, rough and immediate releases...all of it exhibiting her obsessive descent in to the muck and mire (the subway parking garage, the unclean public bathroom, the damp tunnel hallway.) After each hasty encounter, she asks the man, "Are you the one who started this?" -- and every time the man gives her a quizzical look, not understanding her question. Having failed again, she sulks off, semen dripping down her leg or on her lips, returning home to her husband, whom she is completely ignoring sexually now.

Until one day, one day when she gropes a man and he looks straight back at her, making no movement toward her, no comment or return gaze or anything...Nothing except a knowing smile and a nod of the head. She's found him. The excitement builds up in her as she traces his bulge with her fingers, stares at him, turns and rubs and presses her rear against him, he matches her rhythm. She knows, she absolutely knows that her evenings of filthy, dirty, whore-like blowjobs in public restrooms and subway garages are over, that finally she will have him and he will fill her...

And then he suddenly gets off at the next stop, leaving her behind. Her confused and tattered mind and new-found, dangerous sexual libido shatters.

And that night she returns to her husband, making love to him with a passion and a crying, searching need for comfort and tenderness triumphant.

Think that ending that would make the Loving Wives crowd happy?

one can never make the LW crowd happy lol

 

[jeninflorida]

Progression. what do you mean by this?

when she comes home and finally works her nerve up, she is mortified that her husband becomes aroused? maybe their sex lives, well have been in the crapper as work/stress/recession has sucked the passion out of their marriage.

this gets them to remember to live again?

So once she knows he's aroused, she can let herself be aroused?

One possible way to take this would be to follow the wife's descent (or progression, depending on your perspective)

During and after the first grope, she is offended, yet somewhat surprised at her husband's reaction when she tells the story. In their discussion, she discovers that while of course he is protective of her, the thought of another unknown person desiring his wife does somewhat turn him on. The raunchy sex they have that night surprises them both.

The next day, on the subway, the wife instinctively makes it a point to pay attention and get on the same car, same train. The rough coupling with her husband still with her, the thought of it happening again in the front of her mind. And yet...when it happens again, she still does not catch sight of the offender, despite her efforts to chase.

That second night, she is so turned on by the time she reaches home, she does not even need to tell her husband what has happened, she takes him hard, deep and immediately.

It happens again and again for several days...she never catches the "offender" yet become more daring and inviting (removing panties, short skirts, low-cut blouses).

Until one day it stops, suddenly. She feels empty, rejected, and angrily refuses sex with her husband that night.

And then...after several days of frustration, she is consumed and transformed entirely. She walks onto the subway, no longer the victim. She spots a first tall gentleman, wearing a suit and reading the paper. She stands right in front of him in her alluring outfit...and as the train starts to move, she reaches her hand out to him and clutches the front of his thighs, tracing the outline of what she now craves.

 

[forplayer__]

Perhaps it's me and if so...I apologize but....there is so much thinking going on here with this story and that is just fine but then you add these gutter lines and make it sound like there is no thinking at all...quite confusing. Also you soune like you are an authroity of something when you say "to make so and so readers happy or not happy". I would enjoy either being simple, gutter text or lots of thinking...all three make an appearance of a horny writer who overthinks just for the pretext of something....

Just don't get what you are after as you sound more like a reader than a writer.

One possible way to take this would be to follow the wife's descent (or progression, depending on your perspective)

During and after the first grope, she is offended, yet somewhat surprised at her husband's reaction when she tells the story. In their discussion, she discovers that while of course he is protective of her, the thought of another unknown person desiring his wife does somewhat turn him on. The raunchy sex they have that night surprises them both.

The next day, on the subway, the wife instinctively makes it a point to pay attention and get on the same car, same train. The rough coupling with her husband still with her, the thought of it happening again in the front of her mind. And yet...when it happens again, she still does not catch sight of the offender, despite her efforts to chase.

That second night, she is so turned on by the time she reaches home, she does not even need to tell her husband what has happened, she takes him hard, deep and immediately.

It happens again and again for several days...she never catches the "offender" yet become more daring and inviting (removing panties, short skirts, low-cut blouses).

Until one day it stops, suddenly. She feels empty, rejected, and angrily refuses sex with her husband that night.

And then...after several days of frustration, she is consumed and transformed entirely. She walks onto the subway, no longer the victim. She spots a first tall gentleman, wearing a suit and reading the paper. She stands right in front of him in her alluring outfit...and as the train starts to move, she reaches her hand out to him and clutches the front of his thighs, tracing the outline of what she now craves.

 

[PravdaMatthew]

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[PravdaMatthew]

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[Fantasies_only]

How about this: she has no husband, and no boyfriend. Maybe she is shy, or new in town, or just plain homely. Anyway, she is all horned up from the groping, and has nobody to jump.

So the next day she goes back to the subway, with an even easier-access outfit (shorter skirt, deeper cleavage), and does her best to attract some more groping.....

I don't mean to sound like a wet blanket, but it sounds like sirhugs wants to make it more realistic than a desire to be felt up again with no other reason than there is nobody else there.

Does she have a broken hand and fingers?
Cum to think of it, that could make a better story, as she is revved up enough to go in a kind of dream state as she fingers herself.