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Subway Threesome

Hi there.-Shhhhh, I have to whisper so my friends don’t hear, but please, please listen to me. Is this the help center? My name is Angie and I’m so glad I called you. I have to tell someone what happened to me today on the subway. I never expected anything like this—it’s all so naughty, I hope you don’t mind me telling you all the nasty details. You don’t? Good.

Well, I was trying to get home after work. It was getting late and I couldn’t get a taxi. On top of that it was raining and I was getting all wet. My thick long black hair was hanging down across my face and my white silk blouse was clinging to me, sticking to my large round 34DD breasts. It was making me cold and you could see my hard nipples poking through my top.

Anyway, finally I decided to take the subway home. I don’t usually do that but I had to get home, so I went down the stairs and waited on the platform for my train. I was still shivering a little and I was certain all the people around me were staring at me, like I was in a wet T-shirt contest as my damp clothes clung to my curves, sticking to my skin. I felt practically naked.

The train finally pulled up and I was glad to get going. As I got onboard it was so crowded. All the seats were taken and there were people everywhere, all pushed together. I had to stand and reached up to hold onto one of those straps so I didn’t fall down. Even as I did this more people were pressing up against me. I felt like I was surrounded in a sea of people. I knew they were leaning up against me, pressing themselves against my body just to get a feel of my large boobs or my soft rounded bubble-butt. It felt so scary having strangers pressing and rubbing themselves against me…but also kind of exciting too.

As the train started moving it lurched forward and I was thrown back a little—thank goodness for that strap, but I felt a pair of hands grasp my waist to hold me steady. I couldn’t even turn to see who it was. I thought they would let go as soon as I regained my balance but the hands stayed there. I was trying to move a little to see who was holding me but it was so crowded that instead of turning I just managed to rub my big titties across a man’s chest that was next to me. He was taller than me by several inches—I’m just 5’7, and he looked down as he felt my breasts stroking across him. I saw him smile and wink at me and I realized he was looking down my blouse. I’m sure he could see my big globes held barely in check by my small lace bra I had worn today.

I was so embarrassed. I tried to say “excuse me” but at that moment the hands on my waist slid around to actually hold onto my bottom. I gave a little shove forward and pushed up even harder against the man in front of me.

“Oooohh” I could now feel his big shaft pushing hard against his trousers. I must have been really exciting him. To tell the truth I was getting excited as well.

I decided that I shouldn’t encourage him, so I tried to ignore him. I turned my head away and tried to stop staring up into his deep soft brown eyes. But he wasn’t ignoring me. I suddenly felt his pair of big, calloused hands on my tits. I gasped and tried to pull away but then the man behind me started to squeeze my ass and thrust himself forward and now I could feel his large man meat rubbing my bottom as he held me there.

This was pretty exciting I must say. I was trapped in amongst all these strangers, with not one—but two men touching and rubbing me. I could feel a stirring in myself but I tried to ignore it, after all, I wasn’t that kind of a girl.

The hands on my hips and ass began to slide down my thighs and grab at the hem of my knee-length skirt. He started to pull it up and slide his hands beneath it. Meanwhile the man who was holding my boobs and staring down my cleavage began to squeeze me a little and pull my blouse open even more. I must have tried to say no but it just came out as a little moan.

Can you see me there being touched and fondled as these strangers kept up their dual assaults? Does it make you tingly? Are your hands straying down to your own big hard rod thinking you would have liked to be there rubbing up against me as well? Mmmmm. I’d like that too. Would you like to be the man holding and squeezing my big soft round tits, slowly pulling my blouse open so you could see every inch of them? Or are you more an ass man and wish you were behind me, hands up under my skirt, sliding a hand up my thigh to my red rosy cheeks where you could pinch me and begin to rub your hands down between my legs and up between my butt-cheeks. Maybe even now gripping the waist band of my white cotton panties and starting to slide your hands into them and pull them off me?

MMMM. How hot that would be. You just go on thinking about that and listening to me tell you what else they did while you stroke your own shaft. Maybe I can pretend it was you there. You want to hear more…OK.

Behind me my panties were being slid down my thighs and in front of me my blouse was now completely open and my boobs had escaped the confines of my bra. The two of them kept me trapped between them while they touched and squeezed, rubbing themselves against me. Ooooohh, I was getting so hot. I wanted them to stop but also really was hoping they wouldn’t.

Now a hand had crept up between my legs and I could feel a finger stroking me, softly at first but growing more insistent, especially as they felt the dampness beginning to spread down there.

The train stopped suddenly and we were all thrust even tighter together. I felt Mr. boob-man pinch my nipple and squeeze down hard on my other sensitive breast while Mr. ass-man took the opportunity to shove his finger up against my little brown hole. It started to wiggle inside, wet by my own juices…

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