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I'm such a dumb whore, I just wanna be a slut, I want to be grope wherever I go, I want people to objectify me, I want people to use me like a free use slut, I want people to just see me as a set of holes that they can abuse, I want to be bred by every men. I just want people to see me as a slut with no dignity that people can disrespect however they want 😵💫.
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I wanna suck someone off so badddd. I want to feel flesh in my mouth, hard flesh pounding the back of my throat. I want to be drooling and feel it dripping down my face and down their cock.
The world is so unfair, why do I have to be sick and desperate at the same timeee😭
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Sometimes I have a fantasy of being put in one of those glory holes like you see in the videos. You know the ones where your legs are tied to the wall, only the lower half of your body through the hole.
I think it would be so hot to be thoroughly used all day, never knowing who's fucking me, maybe it's someone I know. Maybe it's the older guy that was leering at me in the shop this morning. Maybe its an ex boyfriend. Maybe it's an old teacher. I'd never know. I wouldn't be able to stop any of them, I just have to take it, and they could use any hole they wanted, my protests don't matter anyway. By the end of the day I'd have so many loads of cum dripping out of me, I'd have lost count 😍
What would be even more disgusting hot is if there was a drip tray under me, catching all the loads that drip out of me and after the day is done, if I want my clothes back, I have to drink all that dirty mixed up cum.
(Contains public, very dubious (practically rape) sex.)
So, one of my biggest kinks that I've wanted to indulge more and more in is public sex. What started with reading stories and watching videos has turned into going to a nearby public park and fingering myself in the bathroom stalls, pulling my tits out for anyone to see while driving cross state, and even keeping a vibrator in my pussy while I pick up groceries.
But, like, what if I get so desperate to satiate my horniness with this kink that I decide to try something a little more…risky. So, on a weekend off, I decide to take a public train around the city for a couple hours wearing a short skirt and cropped tank top. Wearing such things isn't anything out of the norm for me, but what makes this time different is that I choose not to wear a bra or panties.
I'm a virgin, and don't actually have any real desire to be fucked irl. But, the adrenaline that comes from pushing the limits, the guilty pleasure that comes from testing what I can get away with? That is a high I've begun to chase more and more.
So, the weekend comes, and I hop on the train. I decide to stay on it until it's looped back around to where I started, which generally takes about 2 hours. My pussy is already a little wet from being panty-less in public, and I keep nervously pulling my skirt down, uncertain if it's flipped up at any point and shown off my indecency. My tank top isn't the thickest material either, and I can tell my nipples are hardening underneath it. I look down and sure enough, I can see their outline through the fabric.
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.
The train slows to a stop, and the doors open. Finally, my ears clear enough to hear him say, “Well, this is my stop. Thanks!” as he walks off the train like nothing happened.
(contains very dubious sex, gangbang(/rape), multiple penetration, overstimulation, and public sex.)
I'm left panting and, to my amazement, still horny as fuck despite feeling deeply ashamed and horrified at what just happened. Getting a hold of myself, I desperately try to make myself look presentable, though my thighs that are still clenched and dripping cum tell a different story.
I look nervously around to see if anyone had noticed what had happened, hoping by all the gods above that no one saw or heard. My stomach drops as I see two men, one in front of me and the other at my side, staring me down, one grinning and the other wearing a slight frown.
A jolt of fear (and excitement shoots through me) as I realize they both saw what had happened. The fear (and desperation) only grows as the grinning man pushes up against me, spreading my legs apart with his feet, and sneaking his hand under my skirt. He laughs as he easily thrusts four fingers up my cum-filled pussy and says, "Wow, he was really right about you being a little slut. You like getting raped right here in front of everyone, didn't you?"
My knees go weak with the stimulation so soon after an orgasm, and I can't help but cling to his jacket as I'm brought closer and closer to the edge once again. Panting, I glance at the other man to see what he'll do. Whatever hope I had left of someone helping me leaves, as I see him reach a hand down to his clearly hard member and start stroking himself to my defilement.
The grinning man takes his cock out from his pants and quickly shoves it deep in me, the path made easy from being fucked not even a few minutes ago. The frowning man takes one of my hands and uses it to jerk himself off, while his other hand takes over with fondling my tits.
Meanwhile, I can do nothing by try to desperately hold my moans in, still held on the edge of my own orgasm. The grinning man fucks me rougher and harder than the other had, and I think that the rest of the train car must be noticing at this point. And sure enough, as I look around glazedly, I see the other people around me, mostly men but some women too, are all staring at me. I can't help but let my moans out then, feeling the weight of many eyes on my body as the frowning man lifts my tits out from my tank top, pinching my nipples and fondling my boobs for all to see.
Soon, there are more hands touching me than I can count. Fingers thrust in and out of my mouth, some grope my breasts, a hand rubs my clit.
I forget where my stop is. I forget everything but the feeling of being filled over and over again by strangers. I forget everything but the sensation of cumming multiple times while being used again and again. My brain turns into slush as people step onto the train and join the fun. At one memorable time, I was even filled by three cocks, one in my ass and two squeezed into my pussy. I don't remember much after that.
Hours later, the last stop for the train arrives, and I'm left on the floor covered in fluids of all kinds, eyes rolled back in pleasure while all the people who stayed finally leave. I slowly crawl towards the doors on all fours, trying and failing to stand up. When I make it to the doors, I see a pair of feet in front of me. I look up, and there he is, the man who started it all.
"Looks like you had a very…full day! Don't worry little slut, I'll take care of you from now on." And with that, my eyes slip shut with exhaustion.
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