Valentina - Public Transport III

Valentina was just about to head for the exit when she noticed the disappointed faces of a few guys who didn’t get their turn. They looked at her with a mix of anticipation and frustration, their erections still obvious in the tight quarters of the crowded pod. She could practically feel their eyes on her, waiting for something, anything.

She sighed, stopping in her tracks, knowing she couldn’t leave them hanging like this. After all, it was Mammopolis. Things worked differently here. “Alright, alright,” she said, turning back to face the group. “I’ve got a class in twenty, so I can’t give you all full service, but…”

A glimmer of hope flashed in their eyes.

“How about this,” she said, unbuttoning her blouse again, letting her massive tits spill out completely now. They were already glistening with sweat and cum from the earlier encounters, but she didn’t mind. “You all want to finish? Fine. Just make it quick. Come on.”

She sat back down, her breasts heaving out in full view as she opened her arms wide, gesturing for them to come closer. “I’ll let you all finish on my tits. No need to be shy.”

Within seconds, a small crowd of men gathered around her, some already jerking themselves off, their cocks hard and ready. One by one, they started stepping forward, some too eager to wait for any formalities.

“Fuck, I was hoping you'd say that,” said the guy who hadn’t gotten his turn before, stepping up first. He wasted no time, pulling his cock out and stroking it as fast as he could, his eyes glued to her huge tits. “You’re fucking incredible.”

She just smiled, leaning back a little to give them better access. “Yeah, yeah, just get on with it.”

Another man behind him, already half-hard, piped up. “I had her last week. Same pod, different route. She’s a good sport about it.”

“I bet she is,” someone else muttered from the back, already stroking himself, his eyes fixated on the scene unfolding before him. “Look at those fucking tits, man. Perfect for this.”

One guy stepped forward, his cock already leaking as he aimed it right at her chest. “Fuck, I’m gonna cum so hard.”

The first guy let out a groan, his hand moving faster until his body tensed, his cock twitching as he shot his load right across her breasts. Thick ropes of cum splattered across her chest, adding to the mess already there.

“Next,” she said, barely phased by it, her voice casual as she wiped some of it off with her fingers.

The next man stepped up, his breath heavy as he stroked himself, eyes locked on her tits. “Fuck, I’ve been waiting for this all day.” He pumped harder, groaning as he finally let go, his cum joining the rest on her tits, dripping down her cleavage.

Another guy, not wanting to miss out, shuffled closer. “You’re a fucking legend for this,” he said, grinning as he stroked himself faster. He barely lasted a few seconds before shooting his load on her chest.

She gave a small shrug, her hands squeezing her tits together to make it easier for the next guy. “Just another day, huh?”

As more men lined up, another passenger from across the aisle leaned over, giving her an appreciative nod. “You do this a lot?”

“More than I’d like to,” she replied with a smirk, her breasts now completely covered in cum, each guy adding another layer. “But hey, beats getting stuck in traffic.”

A guy to her left, already jerking himself off, chuckled. “Shit, you’ve probably made half the guys on this line cum at least once.”

“Wouldn’t be surprised,” she said, as another man shot his load across her chest, adding to the mess.

The last guy stepped forward, his cock twitching in his hand as he muttered something about how he’d never seen tits like hers. She just gave him a knowing look, squeezing her breasts together as he came, panting, spraying one final thick rope of cum across her cleavage.

When they were done, she leaned back, her tits covered in a thick layer of cum, glistening under the pod’s fluorescent lights. She sighed, glancing at the time on her wristband. “Alright, that’s all you’re getting. I’ve got to get to class.”

The men stepped back, some still catching their breath, others smiling in quiet satisfaction. One guy even clapped her on the back as she stood up, fixing her blouse without even bothering to clean herself off first. “Thanks, really. You’re a lifesaver.”

Valentina chuckled, rolling her eyes. “Yeah, I know.”

As she made her way toward the exit, a few of the passengers who hadn’t joined in were still masturbating, openly watching her leave. Some of them muttered their thanks, others just stared, envious they hadn’t acted fast enough.

One guy shouted from the back, still stroking himself as she stepped out of the pod. “Same time tomorrow?”

She gave him a wink, her blouse still open just enough to tease. “Depends. We’ll see.”

And with that, she disappeared into the busy streets of Mammopolis, leaving the pod full of satisfied men and onlookers, her massive breasts still gleaming with the evidence of their release.