I'd been riding the subway system to put to work for three weeks now, but tonight's journey plate was the risky, the compass point had failed up assembly line and when I got on, I was pinned between two guys. I had needed to put the coating mite to a client presentation and it had all gone wrongfulness and I was leaving at 8.00 pm and here I was still trying to get house at 11.00.

In the carriage I could not arrive at the handles, but I did not need them, I was so stick there was no way to move an column 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 geartrain drew to a arrest. It stopped, no movement, instant passed, the guys in front and behind were talking to each other in an Eastern European linguistic communication, saying matter to each former, then looking at me and grinning at each other. They were big hombre, building site types huge sinew clear for all to see and their lather wafted off them I could experience them pressed into me.

I was uncomfortable from the hotness and from their obvious leering and talking about me. drip were running down my grimace, my blouse sticking to me. My plentiful cleavage being exposed, but nothing made me experience more uncomfortable than the rubbing against my ass from behind. More was said and I felt a hand moving up my stomach, I was looked straight in the centre, daring me to raise the warning device, a hand rested on my breast, from behind the hem of my dame raised, a mitt stroked my raw buttock. I wanted to say something but the optic 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 jeopardy, was it just fear that prevented me from saying something, my tit being held, my buttocks stroked, flesh on flesh.

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

My blouse is untucked from my shirt and he pushes up into my bra, cupping my boob, squeezing my nipple between his finger's breadth. I gasp and I see a cleaning woman looking quizzically, she catches my eye, I've seen her before a regular traveller, I am certain she knows what is happening and will see me on this train again, I could ask for her supporter, but I gasp again and avert my eyes.

Now they both cover me, hiding me from my colleague squelch rider. A foot goes between my feet and shambling them wider, opening the gap between my thigh wider, easing his access into my kitty-cat, and now he knows how much this is exciting me and he looks to his mate and says something else they Laugh and my breast is squeezed and kneaded more as two fingerbreadth are slipped into my soaking cunt with real ease. Frigging my pussy, my wooden leg so weak, I have to lean against the assaulter of my bosom, my head goes on to his berm. Again I see the adult female looking at me, she knows what's going on, she mouths adulteress. I am embarrass and bloom, but it also sends shivers of excitement through my body.

Suddenly the gear, lurches and at the Lapp time the digit come out of my pussy and one enters my mingy, ruck hole, the merely matter ever to have gone up there had been my own finger, but he used my own cunt juice to ease his entranceway and as he changed maw, the hand on my bosom moved down and started to rig my clit, stroking and pinching. As my own juices lubricated my ass, he slipped a 2nd finger inside me, I was biting the shoulder joint of my aggressor to hide my groans, but I could not stop my hips from gently gyrating, I was enjoying this, I was enjoying the risk, the lack of control, the guilt, the embarrassment.

What the nookie was happening to me, I was not one of those women that fantasised about being raped, I hated the concept, there is no way I would savor it, yet here I am enjoying a non-consensual use of my organic structure on a herd string. Ok they had not actually fucked me so maybe it's not the"R"word.

As the gearing lurched it regained the move 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 room, you go in, we meet you in there ”.

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

We drew into the station, the guy wire had stepped back, my head was blank, I was following my cunt, I was so horny, I found myself on the political platform, in the crew, I could it see the two guys, should I get back on, but I found myself at the pes of the stairwell, not the one leading to the street going, but the one leading to the men's room, step by dance step I went up the stair, trepidation growing and accompanied by pure lustful excitement, I had not even noticed that my bra had been rucked up over my white meat, I was so excited and scared.

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

This was not for me what was I thought process, but as I turned to go away my two"friends '' has caught up and they just lifted me and took me inside the urinal. They were talking to each other in a alien language. I objected and said I had to go, but all to no avail. My blouse had been opened and my bra was grabbed and pulled till it snapped between the two cupful, my breasts spilled out. Then I was pushed onto the toilet seat and a big fat juicy cock pushed at my mouth.

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

Please let's not do th…"

My time was curtailed as my sass was filled with cock. I had no choice I sucked it up and down. I have not had many fellow but those that I have always said I was a outstanding cock sucker and I am a born with as big mouth a manipulative tongue and cock sucking lip. I worked his turncock with my tongue before slipping him down my throat, my nose was touching his belly I went that deep. I don't think he had expected me to be an expert cock sucker, I don't really look contaminating, I think that is what attracted me to them. Deep in my throat I was still able-bodied to luxate my natural language out and lick his testis. He could barely stand as my throat and tongue squeezed and stroked his balls, he groaned, before grabbing my whisker and holding my head as he proceeded to pile get my throat. He basically raped my throat and mouth, my bridge player was between my pegleg and pleasuring me, while his friend waited his turn. Once he was just banging his prick in my throat there was not a lot I could do to stimulate him, just be used my oral cavity as a fuck maw, which I think is the Word of God his friend was using about me. It did not take long for his crusade to speed up and his thrusts become more erratic, until finally he pulled my face hard against his stomach and shot his cream deep into my pharynx holding me there as every drop was fired in. I had no selection but to swallow up, if I had not then I would possess choked. He pulled out of my throat and wiped his cum and saliva covered cock on my blouse, before making way for his partner.

I was lifted up turned rung and bent-grass over the foul-smelling john gut, his mitt grabbed the string on my thong and pulled until it broke and without a word he thrust into my soaking cunt. He was probably only around six inches long but he was thick and it was the thickness that made me puff and sent muscle spasm through me. Each thrust was curtly, arduous and dissolute causing me to breathe in the fetor of the privy, humiliating me, but I was enjoying it, wanting it eagre for each thrust. His hands reached round and grabbed my breasts 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 pussycat muscles squeezing his cock, but he had stamina and kept on banging in me.

He held my head down against the cistern, so I could not make a motion, barely struggle as he withdrew his cock .. I had not felt him cum, but he must have to be withdrawing, only to realise that he was lining up against my pucker hole.

"Fuck no !"I screamed, like that would ready any difference of opinion as my anal cherry was lost. I was tight and only slightly lubricated .. It fucking hurt and generated another orgasm and still he kept going thrusting heavily and fast. As Captain Kirk would say going where no man had gone before. My nipple had been released, but now he was pushing my head back, using my hair's-breadth as sovereignty. His balls slapping against me, faster and faster he went until with an Divine poking he came inside me. I collapsed dishevelled in torn open clothing, my skirt rucked around my waist, my tits out as they dressed.

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

A £20 billet was shoved in my slit, 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 hubby finding out what had happened. I thought I heard a interference, it was the door.

"You look a commonwealth love life"

It was the post manager.

"Don't judgement if I do."

And I heard his zip being undone as his hand went into the small of my vertebral column and held me down and he slipped his rooster in my twat. Holding my pelvic girdle he thrust into me and I gyrated back, I came again.

It did not take him long to come up, as he said he had to get place, he had an early shift in the morning.

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

Luckily my husband was in bed, but I did not dare to shower in slip I woke him up so I slept still smelling of a potty and full of cum. Disgustingly this turned me on and I came with my digit a couple of times.

This happened a year ago and I have tried to catch that train a few sentence but never managed to satisfy those guys again .. They had changed my life and I wanted more .