The Power Train Ride ( 2 )


Anal, Cum-Swallowing, Humiliation
I'd been riding the metro to work for three weeks now, but tonight's journey base was the worst, the points had failed up line of reasoning and when I got on, I was pinned between two Guy. I had needed to put the finishing touches to a client demonstration and it had all gone wrong and I was leaving at 8.00 pm and here I was still trying to get home plate at 11.00.

In the carriage I could not reach the handles, but I did not want them, I was so wedged there was no way to prompt an inch. I could swoon but no one would discover till the carriage emptied.

The train hurtled from station to post. It was so hot and we were so wedged in and then the wagon train drew to a hitch. It stopped, no movement, proceedings passed, the guys in nominal head and rump were talking to each other in an eastern European lyric, saying things to each other, then looking at me and grinning at each other. They were big Guy, building situation character huge muscles clear for all to see and their fret wafted off them I could experience them pressed into me.

I was uncomfortable from the heat and from their obvious leering and talking about me. Drips were running down my human face, my blouse sticking to me. My plentiful segmentation being exposed, but nothing made me feel more uncomfortable than the friction against my ass from behind. More was said and I felt a manus moving up my stomach, I was looked straight in the eye, daring me to raise the alert, a deal rested on my breast, from behind the hem of my skirt raised, a hand stroked my naked buttock. I wanted to say something but the eyes of him in presence told me I'd be hurt if I did, but would I on a crowded train, shouldn't I take the risk, was it just reverence that prevented me from saying something, my breast being held, my fundament stroked, flesh on flesh.

The hand squeezed my tit, kneading it from its understructure to my teat, pulling and squeezing. The hand on my ass squeezing and then moves down and slips inside my thong. Hoping he does not realise 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 tit, squeezing my nipple between his finger. I gasp and I see a fair sex 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 help, but I gasp again and fend off my eyes.

Now they both cover me, hiding me from my bloke squashed passengers. A foot goes between my feet and shuffles them wider, opening the gap between my thigh wider, easing his admission into my slit, and now he knows how much this is exciting me and he looks to his mate and says something else they Laugh and my boob is squeezed and kneaded more as two fingerbreadth are slipped into my soaking cunt with real comfort. Frigging my kitty-cat, my legs so weak, I have to list against the assaulter of my white meat, my head goes on to his berm. Again I see the charwoman looking at me, she knows what's going on, she mouths slattern. I am embarrassed and blush, but it also sends shudder of excitement through my body.

Suddenly the gearing, lurch and at the same time the finger come out of my pussy and one enters my miserly, puckered kettle of fish, the only thing ever to have gone up there had been my own finger, but he used my own pussy succus to ease his entering and as he changed yap, the bridge player on my breast moved down and started to manipulate my clit, stroking and pinching. As my own succus lubricated my ass, he slipped a 2nd fingerbreadth inside me, I was biting the shoulder joint of my attacker to hide my groans, but I could not stop my hip from gently gyrating, I was enjoying this, I was enjoying the risk, the lack of ascendance, the guilt, the embarrassment.

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

As the geartrain lurched it regained the motility of the journey, as my clit 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 full stop away from my station, I was not going to get off, I had been forced, this would show complaisance, I would not do it.

We drew into the station, the guy cable had stepped back, my mind was blank, I was following my cunt, I was so corneous, I found myself on the platform, in the crowd, I could it see the two guys, should I get back on, but I found myself at the animal foot of the stairwell, not the one leading to the street exit, but the one lead to the men's room, step by measure I went up the stairs, trepidation growing and accompanied by pure lustful fervour, I had not even noticed that my bra had been rucked up over my boob, I was so excited and scared.

Standing outside the men's room, no mark of them, I should turn back, I slowly pushed open the threshold, it was a tiny room, a urinal and a carrell and like so many public toilets it stank of stale piss.

This was not for me what was I thinking, but as I turned to go away my two"friend '' has caught up and they just lifted me and took me inside the urinal. They were talking to each former in a foreign language. I objected and said I had to go, but all to no service. My blouse had been opened and my bra was grabbed and pulled cashbox it snapped between the two cups, my breasts spilled out. Then I was pushed onto the toilet behind and a big fat juicy cock pushed at my mouth.

"sucking it slut ... make me like you !"

Please let's not do th…"

My sentence was curtailed as my mouth was filled with putz. I had no selection I sucked it up and down. I have not had many young man but those that I have always said I was a great tool sucker and I am a cancel with as big rima oris a manipulative knife and shaft sucking lips. I worked his turncock with my spit before slipping him down my throat, my nose was touching his stomach I went that deep. I don't think he had expected me to be an adept cock fall guy, I don't really look unsporting, I think that is what attracted me to them. Deep in my pharynx I was still able to slip my knife out and figure out his balls. He could barely stand as my throat and lingua squeezed and stroked his balls, he groaned, before grabbing my hair and holding my promontory as he proceeded to pile driving force my throat. He basically raped my throat and sass, my script was between my legs and pleasuring me, while his friend waited his good turn. Once he was just banging his peter in my throat there was not a lot I could do to stimulate him, just be used my sass as a fuck cakehole, which I think is the discussion his friend was using about me. It did not contract long for his movements to rush up and his jabbing become more fickle, until finally he pulled my face hard against his tummy and jibe his pick deep into my pharynx holding me there as every drib was fired in. I had no choice but to swallow, if I had not then I would hold choked. He pulled out of my throat and wiped his cum and expectoration covered putz on my blouse, before making way for his partner.

I was lifted up turned circle and knack over the funky toilet bowel, his manus grabbed the bowed stringed instrument on my thong and pulled until it broke and without a news he thrust into my soaking pussy. He was probably only around six column inch long but he was thick and it was the thickness that made me puff and sent spasms through me. Each poking was little, hard and degraded causing me to inhale the stench of the toilette, humiliating me, but I was enjoying it, wanting it eager for each driving force. His hands reached round and grabbed my breasts finding my tit and squeezing them laborious, twisting them and I am ashamed to say that put me over the bound and I screamed in orgasm. My puss muscles squeezing his shaft, but he had stamina and celebrate on battering in me.

He held my headspring down against the cisterna, so I could not locomote, barely conflict as he withdrew his rooster .. I had not felt him cum, but he must have to be withdrawing, only to realise that he was lining up against my crumple hole.

"Fuck no !"I screamed, like that would make any difference as my anal cherry red 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 Captain Kirk would say going where no man had gone before. My breast had been released, but now he was pushing my oral sex back, using my hair's-breadth as reigns. His balls slapping against me, faster and faster he went until with an Creator thrust he came inside me. I collapsed dishevelled in torn open clothing, my dame rucked around my shank, my breast out as they dressed.

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

A £20 note was shoved in my pussy, I reached back and took it as they left. I lay there getting my breathing space 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 state love"

It was the station manager.

"Don't judgment if I do."

And I heard his zip being undone as his hand went into the minor of my back and held me down and he slipped his cock in my puss. Holding my pelvic girdle he thrust into me and I gyrated back, I came again.

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

He walked me out of the station, my knocker barely covered and I got a taxi from the station car Park. The taxi number one wood smiled as I paid him, it was impossible to keep back my tit when exchanging the money.

Luckily my husband was in bed, but I did not make bold to shower in typeface 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 fingers a twain of times.

This happened a year ago and I have tried to grab that train a few clip but never managed to get together those guys again .. They had changed my life and I wanted more .
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