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“Sir, please... your hand is touching me.”
Mimi's eyes filled with tears, and he was pressed even harder against the window of the cramped train car. It was a particularly busy time. Like an unlucky worker, Mimi had to return home without the right to sit in a comfortable seat. He was already used to it. The only new thing was the tall, intimidating man who had pressed him against the window.
Mimi tried to ignore it as much as he could, since with the absurd number of people in that carriage, he had already been bumped into several times, but when a strong hand went up onto his skirt and rather indiscreetly stroked one of his buttcheeks, it was impossible not to shiver.
“S-Sir, please…” Mimi whined, feeling the man press even closer against him, a full, heavy bulge rubbing against his ass with no discretion, his hands deliberately slipping inside Mimi's dress shirt, moving up to his hips, waist, and stomach until they reached his fat boobs.
“Shut up, slut.” The man whispered against his neck, making Mimi whimper as he squeezed his boobs eagerly, playing with the hard nipples. “I know you're enjoying it.”
Mimi shuddered as he felt his face pressed against the cold window while the man lifted his skirt. He laughed in disbelief, making Mimi's body tremble.
“You don't even wear panties, whore!”
The man hurriedly unzipped his pants and pulled out a hard, dripping cock while he amused himself at the sight of the trembling slut in front of him. His pert ass was stuck out and his pussy lips were wet, slick running down between his legs.
Mimi looked around, noticing that people were watching that stranger rub his cock against his sensitive folds. And however shameful and frightening their looks of disapproval and lust were, Mimi felt completely in paradise.
The truth was that Mimi was a real bitch in heat.
He constantly dreamed of being attacked in a public place like that, having his body touched and violated by strangers. He was too shy to go out and beg for a dick to ruin him, but that didn't stop him from leaving the house in the tightest clothes possible, without bras or panties, hoping that someone would finally take him.
He groaned shamelessly and rolled his eyes as the cock slid deep inside him without ceremony, stretching him as hard as the dildos he used to ride at night, imagining moments like this.
“Your pussy is swallowing me whole, bitch. You like this, don't you?” The man growled as he pulled him by the hair. The obscene moan that Mimi let out made him seem like a real porn star.
“P-Please, Sir. We're in public…” The slut whimpered. He cried and ached his back even more as the cock rammed deep inside, filling his walls so well.
He didn't want to make it too obvious that he was melting in that width, so he tried to pretend he cared about the people around them. He liked knowing they were watching. He moaned lewdly, hoping they had a good view of his hole stretching so abruptly.
“Filthy whore.” A man beside him said, spitting in his face. Another man, an elderly one, made a point of unbuttoning his shirt, watching his fat boobs being pressed against the window.