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(Everybody Wants You, continued by TheBoosh...)

You don’t want this.

Your body aches, begs, pleads for it, but beneath it all you want it to stop. You’re trapped on a bus with an absolute stranger lining himself up with your dripping entrance. There’s three more guys approaching you with the same intention. And every single last person on the bus with you is giving you a lusty gaze, just waiting for the next act to begin.

Fear setting in, you begin to struggle, squirming in the grasp of the first man as you hear another zipper being drawn down. It’s at that moment the male who had fingered you finally thrusts in, his cock sheathing itself deep inside you.

You give out a scream as he hits your cervix and the heat within you builds. It was meant to be a scream for help, for somebody to save you. Instead it came out as a husky curse as your pussy clenched around the unbidden invader.

You don’t get a second chance to scream. One of the approaching men briefly caresses your cheek — tears actually staining them though you couldn’t say for sure if they were tears of despair. His hand tangles into your hair before he jerks you forward, his cock slipping easily into your mouth, muffling a moan of pleasure as the guy in your pussy begins to thrust.

You don’t want this.

Each thrust sparks pleasure anew, the thick meat pounding deep inside rubbing your inner walls as they squeeze around it. The cock in your mouth slips in and out effortlessly, touching the back of your throat with every last thrust but always retreating before you gag.

You don’t want this.

There’s a hand on your breast and a mouth around your left nipple. Teeth graze the skin of your perky mound before clamping on your nipple and tugging. The pain, coupled with the soreness between your legs as a stranger stretches and rapes you actually heightens your arousal.

You don’t want this.

Your pussy clenches again when the man pulls back, his cock slowly unsheathing itself until just the head remained. Your lower region needs this.

You don’t want this.

You groan in pain as you feel the one in your mouth slam against the back of your throat.

You don’t want this.

One hand roughly squeezes your breast. The teeth clamp down harder.

You don’t want this.

Your hips finally buck, meeting the thrust of the man fucking you and instantly finding your g-spot.

You don’t want this.

Your tongue massages the underside of the shaft of the man hilted in your throat. Tears in your eyes as you finally gag around his dick.

You don’t want this.

The woman reaches over.

You don’t want this.

A single brush of her fingers against your clit and you’re gone — lost to ecstasy as you try to scream around the throbbing meat in your mouth, your pussy clamps down on the man fucking you and you feel your own cum splash against your thighs.

You don’t want this.

You just squirted and yet both cocks are still pounding you.

You don’t want this.

You’re still helpless.

You don’t want this.

That woman is now rubbing your clit, drawing letters of the alphabet on your little love button.

You don’t want this.

You find your head bobbing back and forth, your hips still bucking in sync with the man inside of you.

You don’t want this.

Your hands reach out, fingers wrapping around the exposed and rock hard cocks of the men abusing your breasts. Your thumbs brush over the bulbous heads, coating each in pre-cum.

You don’t want this.

You can feel your third orgasm already coming.

You don’t want this.

The woman licks your honey from your thigh.

You don’t want this.

You are about to erupt.

You don’t want this.

The girl is now lapping at your erect clit, her fingers gliding over your pussy lips as the man maintains quick and painful thrusts, entirely uncaring of whether you enjoy the experience.

You don’t want this.

You force yourself down on the cock in your mouth, gagging around it as you lodge it deep within your throat. You push back against the man, making sure he hits your cervix. The woman slaps your ass. The third man bites. The fourth digs his nails into your surely bruised breasts.

You don’t want this.

You cum again, this time squirting directly into the girl’s mouth as she clamps it around your opening.

Fuck.

You may just want this.

The End


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