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It was the end of a very long and hard day at college. But on the positive side, it was Friday evening! I was looking forward to spending a relaxed evening with my friends. Lost in my own thoughts, I waited on the platform for the train to arrive, and when it did, made my way through the crushing crowd into the compartment. Raising my right hand above my head and holding on to the overhead strap, and holding on to my purse and college bag (which was strapped to my left shoulder) with my left hand, I managed to somehow steady myself and waited for the nearly-half-an-hour subway ride to be over.

As usual, the subway was fully packed. There were people pressing against and crushing me from all sides. At times like these, I missed the sylvan tranquility of the small town where I grew up. With so many people packed in the train, the AC was completely ineffective. It was very hot and sticky. I could feel the sweat dripping down my body.

A pair of hands grabbed my waist. The hands squeezed, causing my skirt to rise up an inch or two, and then were gone. I thought whether it was intentional, but since the hands were removed quickly, decided it wasn’t. Because of being hiked up a bit, and because of the way my body was stretched out, she could feel the dress fit a little tightly against my body.

Then, I felt a pair of hands make contact with my skirt again. This time, it didn’t go away. The hands rested on the top of my skirt and my waist. For a brief second I try wondered the hands were their for ballense. I was too scared to look back. Then, the hands were removed again. Was this intentional? Who is touching me? Am I imagining this?

We passed two stations and I was sure it was over until I felt a hand quickly go up my skirt and grab my butt. I jumped in shock and covered my mouth. I felt my panties get grabbed and tugged on before falling down my legs to my shoes. I stood still, scared yet curious. I didn’t dare to glance back. *I felt a raw and rough object enter my vagina. I realized that it was a finger. I let out a small moan. I realized what was happening. I was getting groped. How far was he gonna take this? Another finger entered me this time more aggressive. My tight vagina walls hugged his fingers. Every thrust was painful, yet arousing. I couldn’t believe it. I was turned on.

I felt my vagina become tingly and wet. I felt another hand pull down my crop top and massage roughly my hard nipples. I became more and more nervous. He knew I was enjoying this. “Fucking slut” I heard a deep voice whisper my right ear. Then both fingers were removed from my pussy. I felt a hard rough object pressed against my butt followed by a slap. Then another. More followed getting harder and harder. I covered my screams of pain with my hand. Finally, the hard hits stopped. I sighed relieved of the pain.

Then I felt something shove inside me with full force and a hand grasp my neck. His penis was thrusting in and out of at full force rapidly. Every thrust I screamed in my hand. His grip tightened around my neck and the thrusts became faster and faster until it was going so fast that I started sobbing. I tried to wipe off my tears with my hand but the subway car shifted and I had to grab onto the pole. At this point we were the only two people in the car.

Eventually the thrusts began to slow down as I felt an oozing liquid fill up inside of me. I realized that it was cum. I had been creampied. I felt his dick pull out of me and a hand slap my ass. I jumped in pain before he ripped off my panties and took them with him. At the next stop, he exited the train. I took one brief glance back, but was not able to see his face clearly. I adjusted my now wrinkled skirt, pulled up my top, which was also slightly ripped and continued on my trip home.

NSFW: yes

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