Cum All Over Me

Malcolm and his father Derek shot on me in me I was a drenched slut. Not dening being a cock hungry slut. Humiliated in perversion. They left me laying on the bed, leaving me to rest. I had to get away from them. I heard the door close to the suite rose and slipped into my clothes without cleaning myself, just to get away and go home to Paul.

I neglected him and will make amends. I got on the crowded tube filled with beautiful thoughts that Paul will be they only one from this moment on. I stood between two chaps. One facing me smiled and pressed himself closer to my tits as they one behind tried to hump my ass. Caught between them my tits were being groped and a cock hardening against my bum. My breathing became heavier as I also felt the cock in front of me hardening against my pussy. I just couldn't get away.

More passengers came on board, squeezing me more between them. Chap behind me raised the hem of my skirt slightly and being short touched my bare ass whispered in my ear "is that cum on your lovely skin" I didn't answer him. And now the front hem was rising and he smiled at me again feeling my soft pussy hair speckled with cum. I was pressed so hard between them I couldn't fend for myself by trying to pull down my skirt either in the front or back. My tits were groped harder and letting out some moans. He put a finger over my lips to be quite.

His groping my pussy got to me. I rubbed it against his fingers. MMMMM OH. Only an hour earlier I had two cocks and now I was being aroused by strangers. The chap behind me took my right hand and pulled it back behind me. I felt a wet cock tip rubbed it instead of being annoyed I rolled the foreskin back. It was too much for him and squirted into my hand. He was kind enough gave me his hanky to clean up. The facing chap seemed wet and again I lost control orgasms rolled over me.

At the next station many passengers left the train giving me space to adjust my skirt and blouse. Two stations later I got of the train as well as the two gropers. Escalators are long way up. The two chaps waited till I was halfway up then stepped on the stairs just to look up my skirt. At the top I waited for them to tell them they were perverts.

"You didn't mind it, did you"? I was to embarrassed to respond. They both walked along with me to my flat. One of them said goodbye entering a building two doors from mine.