From Behind

Before Ayumi had any means to try and weasel her way out of the situation she found herself in, the large man that had dragged her in here had suddenly turned her around. She couldn't see any of the men that were watching over her, though she could still feel their lecherous eyes and their recording devices on her.

She had thought he was going to shove her face against the dirty alley wall, but he instead had bent her over, taking her wrists into his hand. She could hear him chuckle behind her as she heard a zipper being unzipped and felt a rather sizeable, warm tube clapping against her asscheeks barely protected by her skirt...which now rode up on her pretty high thanks to her position.

She tried to struggle against his grip, but all it did was shake her ass against that tube, making it pulsate and grow against her. And then she felt it, her g-string moved away from her vagina and she could feel his cock against it. A big blush on her face erupted as she screamed out:

"Wait, please no! I'm a-"

She was about to say she was a virgin...but her com-imp interrupted her. She wasn't a virgin. She had remembered losing it when she was younger and she had experimented with her best friend. The two of them were over at her friend's house, who had purchased some toys, and the two of you spent the night using them on each other. It all started when her friend found the lewd magazines underneath her father's bed and had grown curious. Then, Ayumi remembers ever since her eighteenth birthday she had done stuff like this plenty of times.

Why was she so forgetful all of a sudden? And why was she thinking that other things were happening only to be corrected by her cybernetic enhancements? Maybe she should go see a doctor one of these days, this could not be healthy.

But before she could think too much about this tangent, she was brought back to the present by a familiar, yet incredibly not so familiar, feeling of the man shoving his length into her pussy. Not that it needed much help, thanks to Ayumi's confusion and arousal over the whole ordeal of just her uniform alone, that carnal tunnel had been moist just perfectly for him to take advantage of.

Her face dropped into an opened mouth stare at the wall full of shock and pleasure. There was barely any pain to be registered as the stranger just shoved himself right into her like she as a cock-sleeve designed just for him. Had she really been doing things like this all the time? She can remember all sorts of memories of countless men using the school policy to get with her...all the hours spent cleaning up sperm from her holes and body. Was this really her?