Rape Fantasy: I should go on the Subway more Often
Now leave Juno Station! *Bing* *Bong*
It was just another usually day for you, as you boarded the Subway train that would take you to school. You made your way into another crowded of the Subway cars, hoping to avoid that dreaded feeling of claustrophobia that often times made you wish for your own personal mode of transportation.
As the train continued through the dark tunnels to the next station. I could feel the crowd of the car shift around with each pump and slight curve of the cars as the subway train moved along. When we arrived at the next station, I watch with displeasure as more people soon entered the now full car.
I thought to myself that this was what fish must feel like if they were trapped in nets; as the subway cars began to move to the next station.
I knew that the next station was a bit of a ways away, meaning that I was trapped in this car for a bit longer than I wants to be. Even still this was getting to crowded even for me. I made my decision and began to move to wards the subway cars door, hoping to the next car would not be so crushing full of people.
As I neared the doorway to the next car, I felt a sense of relief. However, that relief quickly vanished; as the cars began to shift and move with another bend in the tracks. Suddenly, I was back at square one, trapped in a crush of people. I tired to move towards the doorway to the next car, only to have something catch my attention in the worst way.
I felt the sudden sensation like electricity through my spine. At first, I rationalized the feeling as just wind, or me rubbing against something by accident. Yet, as I tried to move forward again, the sensation returned with an even greater effect. This time even more than what it was before, and feeling just a invasive.
I knew what this was now, yet I didn’t want to believe it was happening to me. The sensation of this person, this mans hands against my skirt covered ass; made my skin crawl. I wanted to get away as fast as I could, but this was just not possible with all the people in the train.
The mans groping continued with out restraint, as his hands moved under my skirts and began to work my skin and against my panties.
I felt the sensation of heat building through my body, as the nameless figure behind me, caressed my ass. Squeezing, spreading, and pinching my admittedly large ass checks. With each moment of this happening feeling even worst, and yet soon feeling a bit good.
I quickly shock away those thought of this feeling any kind of good, only to let out a series of soft moans and pants.
Then I feel it like a shock unlike any other in my system. I quickly cover my mouth, as a moan and squeak escaped my mouth. As the sensation grew more and more, I slowly moved my head around to look over my shoulder.
There standing behind me with a smile filled with cruel and uncaring smile was the man that had his hands under my skirt, with his one hand moving my panties aside; and his other hands fingers now deep inside my now uncovered pussy.
With my hands still covering my mouth, I gave the unknow assailant a gaze of pure contempt, as his fingers move within my wet folds over and over again. I felt my knees buckle, as I felt the wave of pleasure of having his big meaty fingers pushing in and out and spreading my insides. The blush on my face must have been beyond visible, along with tears that began to fall down my face.
The violation of my womanhood seemed to go on forever. I turn away from the man, looking around the crowded car; desperately searching for the anyone to see what was happening to me. Yet, no one seemed to notice the lone school girl, having her private regions being violated right in the middle of the subway car.
Suddenly I felt the presence against my shoulder, and the sensation of his fingers moving deeper, and faster. I kept my mouth covered, but the moans only grew in volume with his rough movements, and the heated breath against my neck.
My assailant spoke no words, as his lips made contact with said neck. My eyes widen as another this part of my body was being stimulated sexually. Yet, this felt so much better with the feeling of my wet folds being ravaged. The feeling made my eyes flutter, and my legs buckle. His lips sucking and kissing my neck, along with his tongue moving against my sensitive skin only made it much worst.
Everything felt so much better now, the air around me felt so hot and steamy, my body felt limp and sensitive. It felt as though my body was submitting to this man, and his cruel assault on my womanhood.
The bubbling sensation continued to build more and more, reaching a something I knew all to well since I barely reached it my self at times, with just my own fingers. I continue to moan against my now drool covered hand, as I felt my climax arriving.
I close my tear-soaked eyes, begging for him to stop, yet a part of my begged him to continue, to push me to my climax.
Only for everything to stop.
I felt the sensation of my pussy being ravaged come to an end suddenly; along with the sensation of his lips and tongue leave my neck. I felt the bubbling pleasure still deep in my core, near ready to explode with nothing to push it forth anymore.
My head turns around, looking over my shoulder again. I see the man looking down, as one of his hands leaves my rear; and reaches for the zipper of his pants. I look down, with widen eyes as at the site of his zipper being pulled down, then his hands reaching in to arrange the clothing and pull out what he was seeking; and what he pulled out made my spine shiver in fear.
In his hand, poking through the open slit in his pants; was his hard and erect cock. To say that it was big was an understatement, as the sexual organ had to be a good eight of nine inches, with an intimidating girth to join that length.
My eyes stayed glued to his cock as he lifted my skirt and hiked it up against my waist. My trance was broken as I felt his hand pull my panties to the side, with his over hand grabbing onto my hips and pulling me toward his cock.
I quick look up and give him a pleading look, I covered my mouth again as I felt the head of his cock kissing the wet folds of my vulva. I felt more tears fall down my face, as the head of his cock pushed between my folds and kissed the entrance to my womanly depths. I felt something touching my face, as my assailants hand turned my head towards his.
My hand moved away, my lips meet his in a heated and passionate kiss; and his cock slide into my pussy with a muffled moan escaping the lip lock.
When his hips smacked against my rear. I felt every inch of his massive cock inside me, stretching out my tight and wet walls, like nothing before it. As are lips continued to stay connected, I felt the bubbling pleasure from before, seem to change into a brand-new kind of pleasure. As his tongue swirled around my tongue, my eyes stayed shut, with tears still streaming down my face.
When my rapist began to thrust his hips, I lost all, or whatever strength I had. My hand bag feels to the floor. I felt each thrust, each twitch and throb of his hot rod inside me. When are kiss became open aired, I didn’t stop my moans.
Yes. The feeling of a big meaty cock pushing into my deepest parts. Thrusting slow and hard, most likely to try and avoid drawing attention to us, made my body beg for more. I felt his free hand wrap reach for my chest, going under my uniform shirt and grabbing hold of bra covered bosom.
I was being raped, in the full view of some many, I was being violated by a man I did not, and most likely would not know; and it felt better than anything I’ve ever experienced.
I moan a loud again, this time no longer hiding the sense of pleasure I was feeling. I felt the bubbling feeling of my orgasm coming more and more. I felt the sexual stimulation of all my areas being assaulted. My pussy being reshaped by a rapist’s cock, my breasts being caressed and teased, and my lips and tongue being worked.
When his grunting joined with my moaning, are sucking and sloppy lips lock seemed to mask the wet smacking from behind me. His cock was no throbbing like mad, pushing against the tight walls of my deepest depths.
When he started to thrust harder and faster, couldn’t help it any longer. Pulling away from his lips and arching my back against my assailant. I felt his hot breath against my neck, as he continued to thrust hard and fast; throbbing like mad until the end.
When the thrusting stopped, with a last hard thrust. I felt my pussy being stretched; as his cock pulsated inside me. I shuddered and moaned out loud with his hot seed sprayed my womanly depths. My eyes rolled back into my head, along with my tongue lolling out.
I felt his heavy grunts, and hot breath against my neck, his hips twitching along with his still pulsating cock, as he pumped his hot cum into my womb.
When are orgasms came to an ended, I felt him move away from my rear. His hot rode slowly sliding out of my formally wet and tight depths; leaving a trail of his spunk inside me. I let my head drop, as my breathing started to get back to normal.
*Ding* *Dong* Final Station Wexford Station!
When the announcement came on. My sense of reality started to come back to me. I didn’t turn to face the man that had raped and came inside me in just a short time on the subway together, as the doors of the car opened and the people started to leave. I quickly fixed my self as best I could.
As I stepped out of the subway car, and onto the platform. I looked around the various face among the crowed, hoping to see the man that took me like a beast in heat.
Yet, it was useless. As I stood almost alone on the platform. I hear the sound of the people, going back into the subway cars, and the sound of the of the doors closing. The announcement of the subway train returning to is place of origin rang through the underground station.
I continued to stand alone, with a vacant empty look in my eyes. My hand back on the ground next to me, with a familiar white liquid covering it. The source of that white-hot juices seemed to come from under my skirt.
I was going to be traveling on the subway more often from now on.
