Brinn: Hey man... my name's Brinn. Lol.

The young woman says as she sits across from you on the subway train.

Brinn: Me and my friend were sitting back there playing a game.

You look around the empty train until you spot her aforementioned friend giggling to herself in the very back of the train.

Brinn: She dared me to come up here and ride your dick until you cum. Lol. I know... she thinks I'll bitch out and she'll win, but I ain't scared and I ain't gonna bitch out on a dare. I'm wearing a skirt and I already took off my panties. We can be discreet. It'll just look like I'm sitting on your lap. Wanna help me beat that whore at her own game?

Brinn giggles, "Well then we'll cross that bridge when we get to it. But I doubt she'd dare me to take your load all over my face and ask for seconds." She grins impishly before leaning forward a little, her cleavage peeking out from the crop top revealing a hint of pink lace bra beneath. "Or maybe you want me to ride you with my ass instead?" Her fingers dance suggestively over the fabric between her spread legs. "Just let me know what you want, handsome."

Brinn leans forward again, her breasts spilling out of the top of her crop top as she exposes them to you, hard nipples poking against the lace fabric. "Do you like?" she breathes, grinding herself against your lap in anticipation of your answer. "And once you've had a good look, what do you think? Should I bend over and present that tight little asshole to you or would you rather feel me ride your cock?" Her fingers slide up between her legs now, caressing the folds of her pink lace underwear.

Brinn moans as you touch and kiss her, her movements becoming needier against your lap. "Fuck... is that it?" she pants. "Or do I have to make you ask really nice for more?" With a wicked grin, she looks over her shoulder at you, pushing out her ass as if taunting the air between them. "Would you like me to sit on your face first, or see what you can do with that cock of yours?" Her fingers grip the back of the seat, her body tense with anticipation.

Brinn gasps as you slap her ass, arching her back in surprise before settling into the caress with a moan. "Oh fuck..." she breathes, pushing herself further onto your lap as she feels your fingers trace along her slit and taste her arousal. She grips the seat tightly, her hips rocking against your hand as you eat her out like she's been begging for all this time. "Fuck... suck me off," she urges, squirming in pleasure as you feast on her sex. "Don't make me wait any longer."

Brinn lifts herself up onto her hands, presenting her pussy to you completely exposed as she writhes with desire. She shoves her wet folds toward your face, silently begging for more tongue and lips before finally giving in and pushing back down onto your lap. "Fuck... just don't make me wait anymore," she pants breathlessly.

Brinn lets out a gasp as you push into her ass, her muscles tensing around your cock. "Oh fuck..." she whispers, arching her back and pressing herself further against you. Her fingers dig into the seat as she rides your thrusts, grinding herself down onto you with every movement. "Faster... harder," she begs, meeting your hips thrust for thrust.

Brinn's breath comes in ragged gasps, her eyes squeezed shut and her lips parted in a moan as she feels you fucking her ass. The tight muscles of her ass clench around your cock with each thrust, driving you both closer to the edge of sanity and pleasure. Her pussy glistens with sweat between her spread legs, wet and aching for release as well.

"Oh fuck...," she groans, reaching back to wrap a hand around your erection. "I'm so close..." She grinds herself down harder on your cock, pushing against you until you can barely stand it anymore.

Brinn moans loudly as you take control, pinching and tweaking her nipples through her bra while licking her neck. Her hips buck wildly against your hands, grinding herself on your cock faster and harder with each passing second. "Yesss..." she gasps, arching her back even further as you work your magic on her breasts.

She feels herself starting to come apart beneath you, the walls of her ass pulsing around your cock in time with each deep thrust. Her fingers dig into the seat again, desperate for something to anchor herself to as she's swept away by the tidal wave of pleasure crashing through her body. "I'm gonna... I'm gonna..." she manages between heavy breaths, trying and failing to finish each sentence as her orgasm crashes over her in a rush of heat and release.

Brinn cries out loudly as she feels you climax inside her, your cock throbbing deep in her ass as you both find release together. Her body quakes with pleasure and exhaustion for several moments before finally relaxing into the seat beneath you. She gasps for air, her chest heaving as she tries to catch her breath.

"Fuck..." Brinn whispers, looking back over her shoulder at you with a satisfied smile on her lips. "You weren't kidding about being fast." Her voice is husky and low, almost breathless from the intensity of what just happened. With a wink, she pulls her skirt down, straightening herself out in the seat before letting out another heavy sigh.

Eventually, you hear footsteps approaching through the train car, signaling that someone else is walking through the empty subway. Brinn turns to look at them, momentarily forgetting your presence as she pretends to be engrossed in her phone or a magazine or anything but what just happened between the two of you.

Brinn giggles, nuzzling closer to you as she whispers back, "Don't worry about her. She won't say anything." Her hand glides over your lap idly, teasing the growing bulge in your pants with feather-light touches. "She's always been a little jealous of me... and I mean, you can see why..." She winks at you suggestively before turning her attention back to her phone, pretending once more to be engrossed in something other than the sexual tension still lingering between the two of you.

Brinn glances up from her phone at your friend's laughter in the back before giving you a sly grin. She reaches over and slips her hand into your pocket, palming your half-hard cock through your pants with expertise. With a satisfied hum, she begins to stroke you slowly, her other hand still playing idly atop your thigh. "Don't worry," she whispers, nuzzling closer to you so that only you can hear. "I'll make sure we finish what we started."

Brinn grins widely and gives your cock one final squeeze before pulling her hand out of your pocket. "Good," she says with a satisfied smile, sitting back in the seat. "Now we can just enjoy the ride together." Her hand drifts up to rest on your thigh once more, idly playing with the fabric of your pants as she watches you from under lowered lashes. The hint of a mischievous grin teases at her lips, and there's no doubt in her voice when she asks, "What should I do next?"

Brinn laughs softly as you take your sweater out, her eyes trailing up and down your body before landing on the bulge in your pants again. "Mmmm," she hums suggestively, "I could do that." She moves closer to you once more, tilting her head to the side so that she can access your crotch better as she pulls your cock out through your pants. With a wicked grin, she leans in and begins to stroke you with soft, quick strokes of her hand, back and forth over the length before finally wrapping her lips around the tip.

Brinn moans softly around your dick as she takes more of it into her mouth, sucking hard enough that it pushes past her lips but not so much that she gags. Her free hand reaches up to cup your balls, rolling them gently in her palm as she teases and pleasures you with her warm, wet mouth. She looks up at you through her eyelashes as she works, her breath hot against the sensitive skin of your shaft.

"Like that?" she asks between moans, looking for some sort of reaction from you before diving back in and taking even more of your cock into her mouth. Her hand continues to work on your balls, pressing them firmly against her palm as she sucks you off under the sweater, her expertise undeniable despite the public setting.

Brinn's mouth suddenly empties as she stops sucking you off, her eyes going wide with shock at the mention of her "headaches" and the passenger walking past. Her hands fly up to cover her face as if in embarrassment, though a small smirk still plays at the corners of her lips. "Oh my god," she whispers, sounding more amused than mortified. "I-I'm sorry..."

She looks back up at you with an apologetic expression on her face and says quietly, "Maybe we should... take this somewhere else?" Her fingers continue to play with your crotch through your pants even as she seems to be debating whether or not they should move further down the train car or find a secluded area elsewhere.

Brinn giggles, shifting uncomfortably in her seat even as she continues to touch you through your pants. "I... suppose we could stay here," she says hesitantly, glancing back at the passenger who's already moved on and no longer seems concerned with their little scene. "But maybe not for too long." She bites her lower lip, looking up at you with an inviting gaze, like she's challenging you to come up with a better plan or suggest something else entirely.

Brinn lets out a shiver at your touch and the thought of having her friend act as a lookout. "Well... I could try that," she breathes, her fingers moving restlessly on your lap now, inches away from revealing more of her body to you. "But if someone walks past again..." She glances back over her shoulder, her brow furrowing in worry before returning her attention to you with a playful grin.

"You think that'd be okay?" she asks coyly, leaning closer and brushing the inside of your thigh with her lips before moving higher again. "Or would you like me to do something else...?"

Brinn gasps as your finger slides easily inside her, spreading her wetness up to meet it. Her hips rock against your hand, her breath coming in ragged little pants as she tries to keep herself quiet and composed despite the growing need building inside of her. "Oh fuck..." she whispers, arching her back further into your touch.

Her free hand reaches up to cup one of your erect nipples through your shirt, rolling it roughly between her fingers while she continues to tease herself on you. She glances over at her friend again, debating whether or not she should really call her over and take the risk of being seen in such an open and compromising position...

Brinn whimpers as you press your fingers deeper inside her and begin teasing her clit with just the slightest touch. Her back arches further, pressing herself even closer against you as she moans into your shoulder. She's so close, almost there... but then she glances at her friend again, still hesitating.

With a shaky breath, she says, "She-she should just watch the back of the train. That'll be enough..." Her hand tightens around your erection through your pants, squeezing and stroking as if she's trying to draw you closer and finish what they started earlier.

Brinn lets out a squeal as your fingers slide wetly out of her and feels you kiss and lick her ass. Her hands clench into fists at her sides as she presses back against your lips, moaning loudly now that she's given herself permission to make more noise. With a shiver, she arches her back again when you slap her other cheek even harder.

"Fuck..." she gasps, feeling the anticipation building within her once more as she spreads her legs further apart, offering up her ass for more of your touch. Her breath comes in hot little pants as you continue to worship her backside, her free hand sliding up between her legs, rubbing herself as best she can while waiting for more.

Her breath comes out in sharp gasps as your cock fills her up again, stretching her ass wider than she'd ever imagined it could be. She grinds herself back onto you, meeting your thrusts with desperate need that borders on pain, her muscles tensing and flexing around your invading length. Her free hand flies to her mouth to muffle the moans spilling from her lips as she tries to maintain some semblance of control, but it's futile against the overwhelming pleasure coursing through her body.

"Fuck..." she whispers, feeling herself start to spiral out of control. "I-I need... more..." She pushes back harder on you, demanding that you give her everything you have while also pleading for mercy at the same time.

The two men pause at the sight before them, eyes widening as they take in Brinn's exposed position on top of you and her moans filling the train car. Neither one of them tries to get too close, but they seem equally entertained by the situation unfolding before their eyes.

Brinn glances back at the pair out of the corner of her eye, momentarily distracted from the pleasure coursing through her body. Her free hand tightens into a fist in her lap as she lets loose another throaty moan, more for them than to please you. The show has just become even better with an audience now, and she knows it.

Brinn's eyes widen slightly in surprise as you suddenly yank up her top to reveal her breasts to the two men standing nearby. A flush of heat spreads across her cheeks and down her neck at the exposure, but she quickly regains her composure, leaning back into the sensation of being filled by you. Her fingers dig deeper into your lap as she moans louder, arching her back and pushing against you even harder now that she's got an audience to play to.

"Oh fuck..." she gasps, grinding herself down harder on your cock as the two men watch, their eyes traveling from her exposed breasts to the way she's riding you. "Yeah," she whispers, her voice barely above a whisper. "You like that?"

Brinn shudders and moans as your words send a jolt of arousal straight to her core. "Mmm... maybe," she whispers breathily, glancing over her shoulder at the two men again before looking back at you with a heated gaze. Her hips seem to move even faster against yours now, grinding herself down on your cock like it's the only thing keeping her grounded in reality.

"Would you touch me?" she asks, her voice barely audible above the sound of flesh slapping against flesh and their harsh breathing. She leans forward slightly, offering one of her breasts to either man as she continues to ride your cock. "Touch my tits..." Her fingers dig deeper into the fabric of your pants, rubbing at your hard length through the thin material.

The two men exchange glances before the one whose hand you've guided reaches out and gropes Brinn's breast roughly, squeezing it hard through her top. She moans into your shoulder, arching her back further as she relishes in the rough touch. Her fingers dig even deeper into your lap, grinding herself down on your cock with desperation as her climax draws closer and closer.

"Oh god..." she gasps, throwing her head back and closing her eyes tightly. "I'm close... I'm so close..." Her body tenses and trembles under the force of your thrusts, but still she pushes back against you, demanding more until at last she cries out in pleasure, her muscles clenching around your cock as her orgasm washes over her.

Her breath comes in shuddering gasps for several moments before she finally collapses forward, her chest heaving as she tries to catch her breath. Her fingers splay open and fall away from where they were digging into you, her free hand fluttering weakly at her side as she licks her lips slowly, tasting the remnants of her orgasm.

The two men exchange knowing glances once more before finally disappearing back to their seats, leaving Brinn and you alone in the otherwise empty train car... for now.

Brinn lets out a shaky laugh as she watches the first spurt of your cum land on her ass cheek. "Well, I don't remember volunteering," she says breathlessly, still trying to catch her own breath from the orgasm that had just washed over her moments ago. She turns her head slightly, watching curiously as more and more cum spurts out onto her flesh. "Guess you must have really needed me."

Her eyes flicker up to yours for a moment before she closes them again, letting out another tired little laugh. "Well," she says with a sigh, leaning back against your chest and wrapping one arm around your waist. "That was... quite the ride, huh?" She glances sideways at you from beneath her eyelashes, a teasing smile tugging at the corner of her lips as she lies there, covered in your cum and feeling more content than she's ever been.

"So," she says softly, her voice barely audible above the sound of your steady breathing. "What do we do now?"

Brinn's eyes widen in surprise as they fall on her friend standing at the back of the train car. For a moment, she looks between the two of them uncertainly before smirking and saying, "Oh, I see what you did there." She glances down at your lap again, still covered in cum from where it had spurted out onto her ass cheek.

Her free hand slides up, cupping one of your erect nipples through the thin fabric of your shirt. With a mischievous grin, she asks softly, "What do you say we get off and go find another adventure with Gia? She's been so patient waiting for us..." Her fingers dance against your sensitive flesh, teasing and taunting you even as her other hand gently caresses the cum-covered cheek of her ass.

Her eyes flick back up to meet yours again, a challenge dancing in their depths as she waits for your answer.

Gia's eyes widen as you approach her, clearly expecting to see either Brinn looking mortified or the two men who were standing there earlier. Instead, she sees both of you smiling slightly, still flushed from your recent encounter with Brinn. She can tell something happened just by looking at the two of them, and a warm blush spreads across her cheeks as she realizes what it must have been.

"Well," she says slowly, glancing between the two of you before settling on Brinn. "I-I suppose I should thank you both for not making things too awkward." Her eyes flicker back to Joshua, appreciating his playful grin and the way he looks at her friend. She bites her lower lip nervously, unsure what to make of the situation but somehow knowing that she doesn't want it to end anytime soon.

Gia hesitates for a moment before shrugging her shoulders nonchalantly. "I don't know," she says with a grin, leaning back against the train car wall. "It's not like I have anything too outrageous in mind." She glances at Brinn again, a mischievous spark in her eye as she wonders if maybe... just maybe... she could get them all into even more trouble together.

Her fingers slide absently through the air as she continues to consider what she could dare herself or someone else to do. The possibilities dance through her mind like whispers on a wind, teasing and taunting until finally, with a sly smile curling her lips, she says, "I suppose I could try asking one of you to..."

She pauses dramatically, glancing between the two of them as if looking for some sort of reaction. Her cheeks are flushed with anticipation and nerves, making it hard not to wonder what exactly it is that she's thinking about.

Brinn raises an eyebrow, her curiosity piqued. "Ask one of us to do what?" she asks slowly, eyes locked on Gia's face as if daring her to say it aloud. She glances back at Joshua before looking back at her friend, a mischievous glint in her own eye mirroring the one in Gia's.

"Something... really bad," she whispers, biting her lower lip seductively. "But only if you dare me to as well." She leans forward slightly, still pressed against Joshua but giving the impression that she's also interested in what Gia might say next. Her fingers trail lightly along his forearm, a quiet reminder of how close they all are in this game of dares and double-dares.

Gia's breath catches in her throat as she looks at Brinn and then back at Joshua. Her heart races with anticipation, but there's also a nervous thrill dancing through her veins. She didn't expect them to take her dare so seriously or for it to lead to this moment.

With a grin that curls up one corner of her mouth, she dares herself: "I dare you both... to kiss." Her eyes dance between the two of them as if she can already picture what it might look like, and her cheeks flush even brighter at the thought. "Right here," she adds, her voice just a little shaky now. "In front of me."

Brinn giggles into the kiss as you push your tongue deeper into her mouth, hands sliding up around your neck to hold herself closer against you. When she finally pulls back, her cheeks are flushed and her breath comes out ragged, their lips still parted from the sensation of the shared kiss. She turns her head slightly to glance at Gia again before looking back at Joshua with a challenging smile. "So?"