Enjoyable Subway
A man named S, who works in the same office, seemed to have some interest in me. He sat next to me during our commute, even asking to sit there again on the way back home. However, I resisted, hoping to play hard to get. S eventually got off the metro at the station and silently followed me. Initially, I was a little disappointed since I had dressed up for him, with a snug pair of pants and a tight tank top.
As expected, S got on the same metro carriage as me and placed himself beside me. We said nothing, but I wished he'd touch my hand in the slightest, even gently. To add some sparks, he could gradually stroked his fingers over the bump of my rear end and lightly rest his hand under the smallest tank top I was wearing that day. With the chill air, he'd find my skin to be incredibly hot, specifically for him. His hand would then slowly move upward and untie the bra that barely held my bouncing breasts together. And as easily as that, he'd pull me towards the corner of the carriage, gripping the waistband of my jeans, and pull them down. His fierce gaze remained steadfast on me.
As he stood alongside me, his eyes slid towards my panties, which by that point, were stuck between my lips. They'd be wet and itchy, inviting him to explore. Instead of being embarrassed, he would place his hand on my back and instruct me, "Don't cover it."
I'd get his underlying message, that I was now just an object to be used for his delectation, and he didn't mind the audience watching. Unbuckling my top, his fingers would quickly move upwards and grab my breasts before biting into one of my nipples. As I screamed out his name and felt his teeth tear flesh from my nipple, I'd lose my balance and collapse.
The pain sent shivers all over me as my boyfriend often grabbed my breasts and kissed them or bit them gently. Yet, here I'm being bitten with so much intensity that I'd fainted slightly. As he pulled his fingers out of my vagina, he positioned his mouth back on my breast, licking the blood there. The train would come to a halt, revealing that only one station had elapsed, a matter of a few minutes only. Did it even matter?
As I pondered over the situation, I noticed that none of the other passengers had left the carriage. Men had gathered around, and women were shying away from the scene. When the train resumed it's journey, I lost my balance and fell into another man's arms. He leaned in for a kiss, releasing me before I could just as I collapsed onto the floor, where I found S glaring at me.
Immediately, I was hoisted back into a standing position and pressed onto stationary arms. He thrust two fingers viciously into me as the train rocked, before spitting on my anus and shoving his fingers into that orifice. The thought of him breaking through any final executions my body tried to enforce quickened his pace to thrust his fingers in and out faster than the train. The way he was fucking my vagina was more forceful than the train's momentum. The mix of his fingers in my vagina and his fingers in my anus gave something akin to a two sided thrust. When he noticed my sexual excitement, he'd pull out the fingers from my ass, simultaneously stimulating my clit. He leaned close to my shaking body, and sought to nudge his tongue along my fragile neck, from my neck to my ears. Overwhelmed by the waves of excitement pulsing though my body, S held me closely and frantically thrashed his dick into me while simultaneously pumping his fingers at a frenzied pace.
I'd barely have time to remove his digits from my ass before he started rubbing my clit relentlessly, while also jamming his erection into me. He'd lean against my body, deep inside me, wanting me to know that he wasn't alone in his endeavors.
I was astounded by the speed of events; in retrospect, I didn't see this as an assault but rather a surprisingly pleasant surprise. Leaving the metro still filled to the brim, men gathered around me, while women remained timid in the corner. Gripping my knee, my arms, and my waist.
Whispering softly, he'd say, "You're mine to satisfy," as he thrust himself deep inside, stimulating a delicate nerve that'd shatter my universe, sending me tumbling from the high he'd transported me to.
Swiftly, he'd flip me over, leaving my back on the ground, my feet touching my forehead, and my penetrated, swollen, and used pussy exposed. With my clitoris already sensitive from moments earlier, he'd rapidly and intensely caress it, aiming to prolong the intensity of my climax. However, he'd shock me by raising his voice and addressing the crowd, "I found this girl. So, I'm the only one she pleases. Fancy watching?"
In a flash, he'd pounce on me again, thrusting his cock inside me once more, pleasure mounting rapidly, vowing in soothing whispers that more orgasms were on the way. Abandoning all decency, I'd collapse into a heap on the floor, my gasps of ecstasy audible to the onlooking crowd of over 50 spectators, my sexual fluids and tears of joy drenching the metro floor, reveling in the charms of this guy that captivated me. Oops, who actually captivated me.
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