I'd been riding the underpass to act for three calendar week now, but tonight's journey home was the unsound, the degree had failed up wrinkle and when I got on, I was pinned between two guy. I had needed to put the finishing hint to a client presentation and it had all gone damage and I was leaving at 8.00 pm and here I was still trying to get home at 11.00.

In the carriage I could not get hold of the handles, but I did not need them, I was so wedge there was no way to move an inch. I could faint but no one would notice till the carriage emptied.

The train hurtled from station to station. It was so hot and we were so wedged in and then the train drew to a halt. It stopped, no bowel movement, bit passed, the guys in front and behind were talking to each early in an Eastern European language, saying affair to each other, then looking at me and grinning at each early. They were big guys, building site types huge muscles clear for all to see and their sudor wafted off them I could finger them pressed into me.

I was uncomfortable from the heat and from their obvious leering and talking about me. Drips were running down my facial expression, my blouse sticking to me. My ample segmentation being exposed, but nix made me palpate more uncomfortable than the friction against my ass from rear end. more than was said and I felt a hand moving up my stomach, I was looked straight in the eyes, daring me to invoke the alarm, a hand rested on my chest, from behind the hem of my doll raised, a hand stroked my naked buttock. I wanted to say something but the eyes of him in front told me I'd be hurt if I did, but would I on a crowded train, shouldn't I take the peril, was it just fear that prevented me from saying something, my breast being held, my tooshie stroked, flesh on flesh.

The hand squeezed my chest, kneading it from its base to my nipple, pulling and squeezing. The hand on my ass squeeze and then moves down and slips inside my thong. Hoping he does not substantiate I am getting wet, realise that despite my reluctance, I am excited by this attention.

My blouse is untucked from my shirt and he pushes up into my bra, cupping my dope, squeezing my mamilla between his fingers. I gasp and I see a cleaning woman looking quizzically, she catches my eye, I've seen her before a regular traveller, I am sure she knows what is happening and will see me on this train again, I could ask for her help, but I gasp again and forfend my eyes.

Now they both cover me, hiding me from my fellow squashed rider. A understructure goes between my animal foot and shamble them wider, opening the gap between my thighs wider, easing his approach into my kitty, and now he knows how much this is exciting me and he looks to his Ilex paraguariensis and says something else they jest and my breast is squeezed and kneaded more as two fingers are slipped into my soaking cunt with substantial ease. Frigging my pussy, my legs so weak, I have to be given against the assaulter of my breasts, my drumhead goes on to his shoulder. Again I see the woman looking at me, she knows what's going on, she mouths trollop. I am stymy and rosiness, but it also sends shivers of excitement through my body.

Suddenly the train, lurch and at the same clip the fingers come out of my pussy and one enters my tight, cockle hole, the simply thing ever to have gone up there had been my own finger, but he used my own pussy juices to ease his entry and as he changed jam, the hand on my breast moved down and started to manipulate my clit, stroking and pinching. As my own juice lubricated my ass, he slipped a 2nd finger inside me, I was biting the shoulder of my aggressor to hide my moan, but I could not stop my hip from gently gyrating, I was enjoying this, I was enjoying the risk, the lack of dominance, the guilt, the plethora.

What the fuck was happening to me, I was not one of those women that fantasised about being raped, I hated the construct, there is no way I would bask it, yet here I am enjoying a non-consensual use of my body on a crowded gear. Ok they had not actually fucked me so maybe it's not the"R"word.

As the train lurched it regained the motion of the journey, as my clitoris was stroked and I concentrated on not cuming, my frontal assaulter whispered in my ear in his thick accent.

"Next station, you get off, go up stairs there is a men's way, you go in, we meet you in there ”.

I was two stops away from my place, I was not going to get off, I had been forced, this would evidence submission, I would not do it.

We drew into the station, the guy had stepped back, my psyche was blank shell, I was following my cunt, I was so aroused, I found myself on the political platform, in the crowd, I could it see the two guy wire, should I get back on, but I found myself at the pes of the stairwell, not the one leading to the street way out, but the one leading to the men's way, step by pace I went up the stair, trepidation growing and accompanied by pure lustful agitation, I had not even noticed that my bra had been rucked up over my breasts, I was so agitate and scared.

Standing outside the men's room, no sign of them, I should turn back, I slowly pushed open the door, it was a tiny room, a urinal and a cubicle and like so many populace toilet it stank of dusty piss.

This was not for me what was I thought, but as I turned to go away my two"acquaintance '' has caught up and they just lifted me and took me inside the urinal. They were talking to each early in a foreign language. I objected and said I had to go, but all to no help. My blouse had been opened and my bra was grabbed and pulled money box it snapped between the two cup, my breast spilled out. Then I was pushed onto the potty rump and a big fat juicy cock pushed at my mouth.

"Suck it slut ... micturate me like you !"

Please let's not do th…"

My sentence was curtailed as my mouth was filled with cock. I had no choice I sucked it up and down. I have not had many boyfriends but those that I have always said I was a great cock sucker and I am a rude with as big oral cavity a manipulative clapper and pecker sucking lips. I worked his cock with my tongue before slipping him down my throat, my nose was touching his abdomen I went that cryptic. I don't think he had expected me to be an expert putz sucker, I don't really look dirty, I think that is what attracted me to them. Deep in my throat I was still able to dislocate my glossa out and lick his testis. He could barely suffer as my throat and spit squeezed and stroked his balls, he groaned, before grabbing my hair and holding my header as he proceeded to stack drive my throat. He basically raped my throat and mouth, my hand was between my legs and pleasuring me, while his friend waited his turn. Once he was just banging his cock in my throat there was not a lot I could do to stimulate him, just be used my mouth as a fuck hole, which I think is the word his friend was using about me. It did not pack long for his movements to hurry up and his thrusts become more erratic, until finally he pulled my face hard against his stomach and crack his cream deep into my throat holding me there as every drop was fired in. I had no choice but to swallow, if I had not then I would experience choked. He pulled out of my throat and wiped his cum and expectoration covered tool on my blouse, before making way for his partner.

I was lifted up turn round and hang over the stink toilet bowel, his hands grabbed the string on my flip-flop and pulled until it broke and without a word he thrust into my soaking pussy. He was probably only around six inches long but he was wooden-headed and it was the thickness that made me gasp and sent muscle spasm through me. Each thrust was shortly, hard and firm causing me to inhale the stench of the throne, humiliating me, but I was enjoying it, wanting it eager for each poke. His hands reached round and grabbed my tit finding my nipples and squeezing them hard, twisting them and I am ashamed to say that put me over the edge and I screamed in orgasm. My pussy muscles squeezing his rooster, but he had staying power and keep back on banging in me.

He held my head down against the water tank, so I could not locomote, barely battle as he withdrew his putz .. I had not felt him cum, but he must have to be withdrawing, only to realise that he was lining up against my puckered hole.

"nooky no !"I screamed, like that would take any deviation as my anal retentive cherry was lost. I was tight and only slightly lubricated .. It fucking hurt and generated another orgasm and still he kept going thrusting hard and fast. As maitre d' Kirk would say going where no man had gone before. My tits had been released, but now he was pushing my head back, using my hair as reigns. His balls slapping against me, faster and faster he went until with an Jehovah thrust he came inside me. I collapsed dishevelled in torn overt clothing, my wench rucked around my waist, my boob out as they dressed.

"You have missed the last train slut, get a taxicab !"

A £20 greenback was shoved in my pussy, I reached back and took it as they left. I lay there getting my breath back, aching and wondering how I would get to bed without my husband finding out what had happened. I thought I heard a noise, it was the door.

"You look a country making love"

It was the place manager.

"Don't mind if I do."

And I heard his zip being done for as his hand went into the small of my back and held me down and he slipped his shaft in my snatch. Holding my hips he thrust into me and I gyrated back, I came again.

It did not require him long to come, as he said he had to get dwelling house, he had an early transformation in the morning.

He walked me out of the station, my teat barely covered and I got a taxicab from the station car park. The taxi driver smiled as I paid him, it was impossible to hold my breast when exchanging the money.

Luckily my married man was in bed, but I did not dare to shower in typesetter's case I woke him up so I slept still smelling of a toilet and full of cum. Disgustingly this turned me on and I came with my finger a pair of times.

This happened a twelvemonth ago and I have tried to enamour that train a few times but never managed to adjoin those guys again .. They had changed my life and I wanted more .