Micaela❤️‍🔥

I look around nervously, but no one really seems to be paying me any attention. There's not too many people on the train right then, so I take one of the empty seats close to the door. I almost jump up as my pussy makes direct contact with the cold surface below it. Trying not to moan, I start to grind my cunt against the seat as subtly as possible 

An hour later, I still haven't cum, but the spot beneath me has grown slippery with the amount of wet dripping out of me. So far nothing much of note has happened, though there had been a couple of points where I could feel people (mostly men) leering at me, staring at my clearly pebbled nipples that are poking out through my shirt. 

I wait for a moment when there's less people, and when no one seems to be looking, I slowly stand up. As I do so, I can feel the slick from my pussy practically connecting me to the seat. I look back at the seat to see what the damage is, and my eyes widen in fear as I see a small puddle of glistening, somewhat clear substance clearly visible. I quickly bend down a bit to try to wipe the wetness on the underside of my skirt. 

Though I'm not entirely successful, I manage to get the majority of the mess wiped up, and quickly glance around to see if anyone noticed. A shiver races up me as my eyes meet another pair across from me. There's a middle aged man who has been sitting there reading a book for about 10 minutes, and now he's staring directly at me, his mouth slowly curling up in a smirk. I quickly look away, and stand next to one of the metal poles on the sides of the doors. I glance back towards the man, and sigh in relief as I see his attention has returned to his book.

I had thought that he…well…I suppose not. I frown, thinking I should feel relief that no one had noticed, and yet I can't help but feel mostly disappointed. 

I stand there for the next few stops, daydreaming about more and more depraved things, the man slowly pushed the back of my mind. The train has started to fill up again, as we're passing by more and more of the popular stops in the city. Soon, I'm surrounded on practically all sides, pushed up against the door. I'm facing the window, trying to subtly rub my thighs together, growing wetter and wetter at the thought of being so secretly underdressed with so many people around.

All my muscles tense as I suddenly feel a hand gripping the back of my upper thigh. I look behind me and there is the man from earlier, who had smirked at me. I'm frozen as I feel the hand on my thigh slowly crawl it's way up to squeeze my bare ass fingers dipping into the space between my inner thighs and rubbing in the slickness gathered there. His other hand snakes its way to my front, cupping over one of my breasts. 

I jump a little as I feel breath ghosting my ear and hear him whisper.

“Well aren't you just a lovely little slut! I saw you bending down earlier.” 

I have to bite my lip from making any sounds as he starts to circle my nipple over my shirt and thumb my clit at the same time, the glide easy from the wetness still pouring out of me.

“You were already dripping back then, so prepped and ready for a good fucking. You love it don't you? You love the idea of being raped, right here on the train for everyone to see.”

As he speaks, he slips three fingers easily into my drenched pussy, thrusting them in and out. He's so close to me that I can feel the outline of his hardened cock pressing between my ass cheeks. He rocks his hips forward and begins to pinch and roll my nipples through my tank top at the same time.

At this point, I'm using one hand to cover my mouth, desperately trying not to make any noise, and the other hand pressed against the glass of the window in front of me. My eyes try to focus to see if those around us have noticed anything strange, but I can't do much more than glance around, my brain distracted by the pleasure, shame, and fear. I'm mortified, but can't help but grind my hips against the man's fingers.

I breathe a sigh of relief as his fingers leave my dripping cunt, before gasping as I feel him unzip his pants and pull his dick out. 

“I'm going to fill you up so good baby slut. I'm going to rape you so hard, you're never going to forget me ”

He lifts my skirt a little and then I feel it. The head of his cock against my pussy lips. I don't even have a chance to protest before he slides home, stretching my drippy hole with the thickness of a real cock. Something I have never before experienced. I feel my eyes rolling back in pleasure, as his hands continue playing with my clit and nipples.

He whisper profanities in my ear, carrying on about how much of a whore I am for enjoying being raped, for liking being fucked in the middle of a group of strangers. And he's right. I'm terrified but almost entirely overcome by pleasure. I had never imagined losing my virginity this way, and though there's a part of me that protests everything that's happening, I'm unable to do anything about it. I'm too afraid to look around for help, thinking that people will agree with the man, and won't help even if I ask. I'm afraid of their judgement, of the things they must be saying about me. 

I bite my tongue hard enough to draw a bit of blood as I start to cum, my body clenching at the thought of everyone staring at me, at the feeling of this stranger fucking me. I barely can hear him laugh at me, so caught up in the pleasure and circumstance. So, before I can even beg him not to, I feel his hips thrust irregularly and his breathing quicken, and then his cum is flooding my womb, deeper than I've had anything to before. 

I'm breathing as quietly as I can, exhausted and spent, still trying my hardest not to be noticed by those around me. The man slowly pulls out of me, and I have to clench my thighs to keep cum and slick from dripping onto the floor, though some still begins to glide down my thighs.

The man tucks himself back in, and says something to me, though I can scarcely hear what he says in the aftermath of my own orgasm. He slowly turns me around so that he's the one by the door, and I have to duck my head to hide the redness that must be showing in my cheeks.