21-10-2024, 08:00 AM
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As she lay there, trembling under the blanket, the heat of his body pressed firmly against her, his cock now free from his pants, sliding between her thighs, slick with anticipation. The train hummed beneath them, a constant rhythm that seemed to match the slow grind of his hips. His fingers gripped her waist, pulling her closer, his breath hot against her neck.
“Just stay quiet,” he whispered, his voice rough and needy. She felt his cock teasing at her entrance, the wetness between her legs making it easier for him to slide in. He pushed forward, the thick head parting her folds, slipping deeper into her. She bit her lip, trying to stifle the gasp that wanted to escape as he stretched her inch by inch.
“Oh, fuck,” he groaned, thrusting in fully now, his cock buried to the hilt inside her. He held her still for a moment, savoring the tight heat of her body around him. Then he started moving, slow at first, his hips rocking gently, but quickly picking up speed. Each thrust sent jolts of sensation through her, her body reacting despite the shock and shame swirling in her mind.
He fucked her like that, steadily, his hands roaming over her body, squeezing her breasts, pinching her nipples, while his cock slid in and out, the wet sound of their bodies joining filling the otherwise quiet space. She couldn't stop the soft moans that slipped from her lips, each one making him thrust harder, deeper.
Behind them, the others watched, eyes dark with lust. The first boy grunted as he finally came, pulling out and collapsing beside her, his breath ragged. But before she could even catch hers, another took his place, his cock hard and ready.
“Fuck, she’s soaked,” the second boy muttered as he positioned himself behind her, pushing his cock into her still-wet pussy without hesitation. His thrusts were harder, rougher, his hands gripping her hips tight as he pounded into her. The pleasure and pain mixed in a dizzying haze, and she found herself grinding back against him despite everything.
"Yeah, she fucking loves it," one of the others whispered, watching as her body responded, hips moving in time with the boy behind her.
The second one didn’t last long, his hands gripping her tighter as he groaned, his cock twitching deep inside her as he came, filling her with his hot release. He pulled out, leaving her wet and open, her body trembling as the next one immediately took his place.
This one was faster, more eager, his cock already leaking as he pushed inside her, the combined wetness of the others making it easy. He fucked her with abandon, his hands reaching under her body to rub her clit as he drove into her, each thrust harder than the last. Her body arched, legs trembling as pleasure built inside her, threatening to spill over.
"Come on, just let go," he growled in her ear, fingers pinching her clit as he thrust into her over and over. She couldn’t help it—her body clenched around him, a strangled moan escaping her lips as she came, her orgasm crashing through her in waves.
The boy behind her groaned, thrusting deep one last time before pulling out, his cum joining the mess already dripping from between her legs. But there was no break, no pause—another was already waiting.
He flipped her onto her back, pulling the blanket away so they could all see her, naked and spread out for them. His cock was hard as he climbed on top of her, rubbing the tip against her swollen clit before pushing into her with a low groan. His thrusts were slow, almost teasing, making her squirm beneath him as he filled her over and over.
"Look at her, she's fucking addicted to it," one of them murmured, watching as her body writhed beneath the boy on top of her.
His hands roamed over her body, squeezing her breasts, rubbing her nipples, his thrusts deep and slow, drawing out every moan, every gasp. Her legs wrapped around his waist, pulling him deeper as he fucked her, his cock hitting that sweet spot inside her that made her gasp for breath.
He came with a grunt, filling her once again before pulling out, leaving her trembling and soaked on the seat. But still, they weren’t done.
The next one slid his cock between her breasts, pressing them together around his shaft as he thrust back and forth. Her body was a mess of sensations, the lingering pleasure from her last orgasm still pulsing through her as he fucked her tits, his cock slick with pre-cum and the wetness from her mouth when he made her lick the tip between thrusts.
“Fuck, just like that,” he groaned, thrusting harder, his cock sliding faster between her slick breasts. He held her head, forcing her to take the tip of his cock into her mouth each time he pushed forward, his eyes glazed over with lust.
He didn’t last long, his hips jerking as he came, spurting hot cum all over her chest and face, some of it landing in her mouth. She swallowed reflexively, her body limp beneath him, her chest rising and falling with shallow breaths.
Morning light began to filter through the train’s windows, casting a soft glow over the scene. But still, they weren’t finished.
The last boy, the one who had been the most quiet, finally stepped forward. He was hard and ready, his eyes locked on hers as he climbed on top of her, pushing her legs wide apart.
“Can I fuck you?” he whispered, his voice low and rough.
“Yes,” she whispered, her voice hoarse from the night before.
He thrust into her slowly, savoring the feeling of her wet, used body wrapped around his cock. His movements were gentle at first, almost tender, but soon he was lost in it, his thrusts growing faster, harder. His hands roamed over her body, rubbing her clit, squeezing her breasts, his mouth finding her neck as he fucked her with deep, powerful thrusts.
Her body responded again, her legs wrapping around his waist, pulling him deeper as she moaned, the pleasure overwhelming her senses. He groaned into her neck, thrusting harder, faster, his breath hot against her skin.
When he finally came, it was with a low, guttural groan, his cock buried deep inside her, filling her once more. He collapsed beside her, his breath ragged as they lay there in the early morning light, the scent of sex thick in the air.
She lay still, her body sore, used, and covered in the cum of each boy who had taken her throughout the night. The sun rose higher, casting light on the mess they had made of her, her skin slick with sweat and semen, her eyes half-closed as she drifted in and out of a daze.
It was over—for now.
“Just stay quiet,” he whispered, his voice rough and needy. She felt his cock teasing at her entrance, the wetness between her legs making it easier for him to slide in. He pushed forward, the thick head parting her folds, slipping deeper into her. She bit her lip, trying to stifle the gasp that wanted to escape as he stretched her inch by inch.
“Oh, fuck,” he groaned, thrusting in fully now, his cock buried to the hilt inside her. He held her still for a moment, savoring the tight heat of her body around him. Then he started moving, slow at first, his hips rocking gently, but quickly picking up speed. Each thrust sent jolts of sensation through her, her body reacting despite the shock and shame swirling in her mind.
He fucked her like that, steadily, his hands roaming over her body, squeezing her breasts, pinching her nipples, while his cock slid in and out, the wet sound of their bodies joining filling the otherwise quiet space. She couldn't stop the soft moans that slipped from her lips, each one making him thrust harder, deeper.
Behind them, the others watched, eyes dark with lust. The first boy grunted as he finally came, pulling out and collapsing beside her, his breath ragged. But before she could even catch hers, another took his place, his cock hard and ready.
“Fuck, she’s soaked,” the second boy muttered as he positioned himself behind her, pushing his cock into her still-wet pussy without hesitation. His thrusts were harder, rougher, his hands gripping her hips tight as he pounded into her. The pleasure and pain mixed in a dizzying haze, and she found herself grinding back against him despite everything.
"Yeah, she fucking loves it," one of the others whispered, watching as her body responded, hips moving in time with the boy behind her.
The second one didn’t last long, his hands gripping her tighter as he groaned, his cock twitching deep inside her as he came, filling her with his hot release. He pulled out, leaving her wet and open, her body trembling as the next one immediately took his place.
This one was faster, more eager, his cock already leaking as he pushed inside her, the combined wetness of the others making it easy. He fucked her with abandon, his hands reaching under her body to rub her clit as he drove into her, each thrust harder than the last. Her body arched, legs trembling as pleasure built inside her, threatening to spill over.
"Come on, just let go," he growled in her ear, fingers pinching her clit as he thrust into her over and over. She couldn’t help it—her body clenched around him, a strangled moan escaping her lips as she came, her orgasm crashing through her in waves.
The boy behind her groaned, thrusting deep one last time before pulling out, his cum joining the mess already dripping from between her legs. But there was no break, no pause—another was already waiting.
He flipped her onto her back, pulling the blanket away so they could all see her, naked and spread out for them. His cock was hard as he climbed on top of her, rubbing the tip against her swollen clit before pushing into her with a low groan. His thrusts were slow, almost teasing, making her squirm beneath him as he filled her over and over.
"Look at her, she's fucking addicted to it," one of them murmured, watching as her body writhed beneath the boy on top of her.
His hands roamed over her body, squeezing her breasts, rubbing her nipples, his thrusts deep and slow, drawing out every moan, every gasp. Her legs wrapped around his waist, pulling him deeper as he fucked her, his cock hitting that sweet spot inside her that made her gasp for breath.
He came with a grunt, filling her once again before pulling out, leaving her trembling and soaked on the seat. But still, they weren’t done.
The next one slid his cock between her breasts, pressing them together around his shaft as he thrust back and forth. Her body was a mess of sensations, the lingering pleasure from her last orgasm still pulsing through her as he fucked her tits, his cock slick with pre-cum and the wetness from her mouth when he made her lick the tip between thrusts.
“Fuck, just like that,” he groaned, thrusting harder, his cock sliding faster between her slick breasts. He held her head, forcing her to take the tip of his cock into her mouth each time he pushed forward, his eyes glazed over with lust.
He didn’t last long, his hips jerking as he came, spurting hot cum all over her chest and face, some of it landing in her mouth. She swallowed reflexively, her body limp beneath him, her chest rising and falling with shallow breaths.
Morning light began to filter through the train’s windows, casting a soft glow over the scene. But still, they weren’t finished.
The last boy, the one who had been the most quiet, finally stepped forward. He was hard and ready, his eyes locked on hers as he climbed on top of her, pushing her legs wide apart.
“Can I fuck you?” he whispered, his voice low and rough.
“Yes,” she whispered, her voice hoarse from the night before.
He thrust into her slowly, savoring the feeling of her wet, used body wrapped around his cock. His movements were gentle at first, almost tender, but soon he was lost in it, his thrusts growing faster, harder. His hands roamed over her body, rubbing her clit, squeezing her breasts, his mouth finding her neck as he fucked her with deep, powerful thrusts.
Her body responded again, her legs wrapping around his waist, pulling him deeper as she moaned, the pleasure overwhelming her senses. He groaned into her neck, thrusting harder, faster, his breath hot against her skin.
When he finally came, it was with a low, guttural groan, his cock buried deep inside her, filling her once more. He collapsed beside her, his breath ragged as they lay there in the early morning light, the scent of sex thick in the air.
She lay still, her body sore, used, and covered in the cum of each boy who had taken her throughout the night. The sun rose higher, casting light on the mess they had made of her, her skin slick with sweat and semen, her eyes half-closed as she drifted in and out of a daze.
It was over—for now.
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