Public fuck story of crossdresser’s orgy in a train: 1
Public fuck story: A voice whispered in my ear, a crowded train platform in Mumbai full of men. My hand gripping my big, strong lover’s hand desperately as I knew what was to come.
It rained heavily and that was my saving grace as for the first time I left home since transitioning fully to a shemale.
My dominant, top Indian lover did everything for me and now this was his condition.
“Madam, are you advertising for sex? I can see your sexy panty. You are very beautiful. Can I fuck your ass”? I gasped in shock.
How could my light, silk pink salwar kameez be transparent enough for men the see my lace white v-string? It was a no coverage of my ass and I begged my lover to not let me wear it.
I felt too vulnerable and sexy given my very sexy, feminine body. But he bought it for me and dressed me in it forcefully before leaving the house.
I squeezed his hand even tighter as he focussed forward, knowing full well what was to happen to me.I looked back nervously to see to who said and saw walls of men just looking down at my ass and body.
I felt so vulnerable and hated my lover for doing this to me. I had given him hours of sex and blowjobs all day and night the previous week and now this was my situation.
The way he controlled and dominated me was my curse for falling for such men. The train approached grinding to a slow halt.
In a sudden jerk, he pulled me with him as the crowds of men descended like a storm pushing and shoving as crotches of bulging hards cocks rubbed against my silk salwar kameez on part of my body, hands from every angle gripped, rubbed and groped my ass as I struggled desperately to keep my sanity even before entering the train.
All in. Pushed to the side of the train with my lover, shilding me and eyes of dozens of men checking me out, the train started rolling to the next destination. The rain picked up which slowed the speed of the train.
“How did it feel”? my lover asked grinning in an evil voice. I looked at him with absolute love and hate. I knew love because no man could fuck my boipussy and make my sissy cock cum by itself the way he did.
He knew I was his slut soon to be bride for his massive nine inch cut cock.
“Are you ready”? You know which compartment this is, don’t you? I was fuming nervously as men around us began to smile in delight and desire. He pushed his hand up to my nose giving me two shots of poppers which made my body uncontrollably twitch.
Then he made the announcement. “she is to be my wife soon. Let her feel hot and sexy before our marriage”.
In a sudden twist, he spun me from the side wall of the train and shoved me with all the men that were standing behind him initially.
I gasped in shock and burning anger as huge hands reached out, pairs of ten, twelve, fourteen to touch, rub, grope me as I struggled to fight them off.
The sound of the door latch being locked confirmed to me this was “the coach” I had heard off legend. No one else would enter or exit. It was perfectly timed.
The hands were off all sizes but the biggest hands broke me the most, destroying my will to fight as my lover looked into my eyes. Men touched and rubbed my entire body, groping ky breasts, breaking me down as younger, strong Indian boys rubbed massive hard-ons on my side thighs.
A huge hand finally reached under my mini salwar from behind, parting my thighs, weakening my knees and spreading my feet. I could’nt process the amount of unbelievable sensations of lust and pleasure and hate I felt.
I screamed erotically as he pinched my cock so hard, it made me hard instantly. Hands were now everywhere on me, men rubbing their cocks forcefully on on me as I kept eye contact with my lover hopelessly.
“They can have my body, but not my heart” I said to him accepting what was to come. He replied ” you are protected by The Goddess. Before I marry you, this is my offering to her.I love you Lana”.
That was it. Multiple hands reached for my nada and untied it. I gasped in lust as the thin, silky flowy dupatta fell to my ankles. Hands unzipped my salwar and stripped it off my body, revealing my white lace bra and v-string.
“Tell them not to remove my bra and panty, please My Love” I begged crying tears of unadulterated lust. He smiled at me and released his grip of my lower back completely.
And that was the final moment. Men grabbed my wrists, hips and lower back and pulled me into the hungry crowd as I felt so many hard cocks, unzipped, pants down to the floor, men kissing my cheeks from all sides and lifting my 46, 5’6 frame of the floor.
I moaned in please as my bra was pulled to my waist, and men began taking turn sucking my breasts, dozens of hands played with my cock, some with expert techniques of almost making me cum before releasing.
I could feel my ass turning deep red as by now, at least 40 men had groped, rubbed and massaged my ass as well as slap and squeeze it.
My eyes rolled over in hellish lust and despair as one of the strongest men in the jam.packed compartment made his way in front of me, hoisting me up on his hips as I wrapped my arms around his broad shoulders, completely shocked of his dominance and power.
“Marry me” he said as I looked into his eyes. Hands pulled my panty thong to aside and I felt his huge, cut cock make penetration, making me scream in.pleasure and pain as he stretched me unbelievably.
I moaned and squirmed as he began pumping me with loud sounds as hands squeezed my breasts and ass to roughly. He was amazing. His power and control in such a packed space.
Men pressed so hard against him waiting their turn. All around me, I glimpsed in trance of men jerking of all sized cocks sitting and standing. And with a loud roar of dominance, he bred me as an unbelievable load of cum shot deep inside me, hot and thick.
He pumped me one last time before handing me over to the eager men. A shorter, robust younger men then lifted me again and fucked me hard as I called out to my lover in maddening lust as my tongue flickered possessed.
A second cock was forced inside me and for the first time as I screamed as men cheered and roared, masturbating in corners. They both came inside me in great pleasure as I got rammed to downward madness.
“Pass her around” a voice screamed in Hindi. And in absolute expert fashion, I was trickled through the crowd and laid to rest where men were sitting naked, on their laps as they groped and rubbed my cock and breasts.
Time stood still as men descended upon me lifting my legs to their shoulders and pounding me till they came as the cum oozed out of me like a waterfall.
My bra and panty were removed and I gave in as my body was carried into the crowd as cocks just entered me as I passed out with pleasure, my ass stretched to orgasm as I leaked pre cum at the force of some men pounding me.
The smell of cum everywhere made senses burn in lusty madness. Finally reaching the other end of the coach, I wad turned around to a corner and men took me from behind,many asking me for marriage, others erotically abusing me and slapping my ass and thighs while impregnating me with their seed.
After another dozen men stretched me, another strong stud lifted me completely of the groin back to the middle of the train where I was forced down to my knees and jerked off and sucked off cocks.
Men shot loads of cum over me, my whole body was covered in cum, cum dripped down my thighs. I felt Her Spirit appreciating me and blessing me for my sacrifices to her.
The last of the crowd finished me off as I was made to go on all fours and cum rained down on me. I smiled thinking of my liver who had vanished in the crowd. Some younger men lifted me off the floor and placed me in the middle of drained men’s laps.
Strings arms locked my hands above my head, others secured my legs spread eagle. Two men sucked my breasts and made me scream in agonizing pleasure. A huge hand reached out and began jerking my cock till I squirted incessant as men cheered.
I was drained and finished off with kisses and compliments before being carried off to my lover. I collapsed on him as he wiped off cum from almost 60 men.
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He dressed me up as the rain picked up violently. It had been an hour of madness in.my life that felt like an eternity. At the next station, we got off in maddening crowds as all over again, I was being groped and rubbed till the nearest exit in heavy rain.
He pushed me into a taxi, gave the location and we set off as I fell into his lap feeling his throbbing cock. I was not wearing my bra and panty as he groped my ass in my wet salwar.
In twenty minutes, we were at a housing for taxi drivers and in a back alley, my lover lifted me off the taxi and took me to a yard opening behind the quarters where he stripped ne bare and placed my salwar kameez on a bed.
He undressed, climbed on top of me as I took placing my hands on his strong robust hips and ass.
He looked deep in my eyes and said ” Now I will marry you”
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