Underground

is he

I draw the sun. For some reason, the hand obsessively draws exactly this figure on the glass - a circle and dotted lines diverging from it. In the stuffy subway car, the morning crowd of student office workers is driving. The smell of this body cluster tickles his nostrils unpleasantly. I want to "vomit" myself from this mixture of spirits and evening booze.

- Man, you feel bad?

I opened my eyes and realized that I almost lost consciousness.

- Stuffy ... - I smile back, - there would be little oxygen.

- At this time of day in the metro station with oxygen tension, - smiles the interlocutor.

It is strange that I did not notice her right away: a low pyshechka with dimples on the cheeks. From top to bottom, I could clearly see her neat hair styling and magnificent breasts.

“The male,” his thoughts rustled, “just nearly fell off his feet, and here he already found the third size under the blouse.”

- you far? - I asked.

- Yes, even half the life to go, - she smiled.

It was possible to continue the conversation, but the language ossified, and the conversation had to end with the traditional “Ugu”.

The crowd at each station brought me closer to a new acquaintance without asking anyone for an opinion. In the end, standing on the opposite side of the opening doors, we were squeezed so that her soft thigh was right between my spread legs.

The carriage continued to sway, the crowd slowed down, then pressed with new force, and to my pleasure I felt the warmth of the girl's thigh with my scrotum. It seems that it was nice not only to my aesthetic "I" - a member began to stir.

“Only this was not enough to attack me in the metro station”. I awkwardly fidgeted, trying to somehow change the position, but it turned out only worse. A member, like a hungry animal, began to straighten his shoulders, trying to straighten up to its full length.

“Oh,” from the push of the carriage, the girl piled on all of her weight, and her hand accidentally (?) Pressed against my blood-shed scrotum.

“SS, sir,” burst out of me.

She tried to change the position, but her hand was securely fixed between my crotch and her thigh - the pressure of the crowd increased. Pulling her hand up and down several times, she finally realized what effect it had on me.

“Sorry,” the paint flooded me from head to toe.

“Excuse me,” she told me in response, and, honestly looking into her eyes, she cupped my dick through the pants.

From surprise, I opened my mouth - this was not with me yet. The soft palm of the girl squeezed my excited flesh, now raising and lowering my shoulder. Such movements did not allow her to go around the whole member, including the head - she “swam” only along the trunk. My breath was getting deeper. I wanted more.

Squeezing my hand behind my back, I squeezed her buttock. The reaction was instantaneous - she squeezed my swollen eggs, as is done with walnuts. My eyes darkened, and through the veil came: "Be gentle with me ...".

Without opening my eyes, I buried my forehead in her crown, filling my lungs with the scent of her perfume. The eggs ached, and her hand has already found a way to free my cock from my pants. Now this little hot cam was pumping pressure in the head of my penis with a vengeance.

I did not want to remain in debt. I hardly got to the bottom of her short skirt - nylon. Fuck !!! Lifting the skirt higher and higher, I fumbled along its full legs, or rather between them. A little more and, lo and behold, success was waiting for me! There were stockings on the girl! As an insatiable animal, my hand continued to fumble between her legs already on the bare flesh, rising even higher. The girl helpfully spread her knees to the sides, while gently rubbing my hot member to the limit. Between her legs was hot and humid, as in the "Russian bath". Her panties have long been wet, and their thin strip, like a red thread on her wrist, protected the girlish charms. I agreed quickly with a strip - I spread my lips with my middle finger and he fell into a wet bosom. They were obviously waiting for him there - everything was burning and flowing. The girl slightly bulged her ass, waiting for my caresses.Leaning her forehead against the glass of the door, she still nadrachila my dick, and I, without the slightest hesitation, wielded in her hole, trying not to cause the surrounding attention ...

She is

Masturbating a member of the guy, I received a response caress - behind one hand explored the walls of my slits, and in front, the other, played with my clitoris. The movements were synchronous, with pressure, - there was already not enough air in the lungs. I jerked his cock faster, trying to get into the beat of his movements. After a second, I felt a heaviness on my chest. Nicely. Nipples have long been hardened in anticipation of affection, but ... "This is the third hand! - ran a red line across the screen closed eyelids, - do not care ... "

A new guest crushed my breasts through a blouse and a bra. As soon as I turned my head towards the guest, I whispered softly:

- Unzip ...

She didn’t clarify what to unzip, but after a moment the pressure of her bra eased, and under the blouse I was squeezed by two hands.

With my whole body, I felt my little pussy flowing under the pressure of the first ...

Hips, I tried to move it forward and back. Two paws squeezed my chest - they crushed her like a bad piece of dough, causing me to moan quietly. Without opening my eyes, I pulled my hand back and released the second fighter. So, surrounded by four hands and two huy I rode to infinity. Waves of pleasure rolled at me and retreated - I did not control myself.

A few minutes later I felt the presence of a third party. His hands clenched my buttocks. “Lord, where am I? What's happening?! - flashed through my head, but ... - let it be so. This is with me, and from this I get pleasure. "

The third one began to spread the halves of the ass to the sides, obviously trying to squeeze something into my chocolate hole. I trembled and leaned forward, but there the hand of the first guy met me. I only sat up stronger on his fingers inserted into me. He from two sides introduced two fingers into my baby and now it penetrated deeper as he could, then stretched my cunt back and forth.

The second one, at this time, managed to reorganize and face my tits with his face, crushing them with his hands and licking his nipples.

The third, wetting a finger with saliva, as if with a drill, began to screw it into my ass.

- Ooo-oh ... - broke from my lips. It seemed that I could not bear the sensations that had piled on me: someone was sucking on my earlobes, someone was nibbling on my nipples, someone was fucking my vagina ... They inserted my second finger into the hole of my ass ...

- Mommies ...

I finished, never ceasing to twitch convulsively and squirm from all these hands and their friction. As a madman, I moved my hips back and forth, and in my hands I had two healthy dicks. They almost simultaneously exploded, throwing me thick sperm.

At this weasel did not stop. After a moment, instead of fingers in my pizde roasted, I felt a resilient member (Where from? Spit !!!) The same situation happened with my ass - pushing the sphincter apart, the head of the penis, smeared with my juices, squeezed into it.

It didn't hurt. There was a feeling that two healthy dicks would tear me apart, and at the same time I was overwhelmed by one orgasm after another.

Spreading my legs, I hardly and with pleasure took two pistons at the same time. Behind it was more delicate, and the whole meaning of mortal life was hammered into my front.

- Yes-ah-ah! - I could not stand it - yes, yes, aaaa!

The flip flops continued on. I felt that at the time of orgasm liquid poured out of me (I could describe myself?), But this did not stop anyone. The front jackhammer jerked a few more times and fired a seed. Behind the other is pushing ...

Barely catching my breath, I rested against the door of the car - my eyes were as dark as night. Someone ducked in front of me, and I felt a new competitor in my snatch.

- Aaaa ... - I groaned, but no one considered me.

Having finished me in the ass, the back fell off like a dry pod, making room for fresh, with thicker dick. I could barely stand. Two huy were synchronously driven into me, but I could not stop them (and did not want to).

- Still! - I screamed, - still fuck, still-oh!

Consciousness then left me, then returned again, carrying with it all the painful shocks and sweet tides of the new waves of orgasm ...

When I came to myself once again, I found that I was lying on something elastic and covered with something. Holes hardened as if they were polished with a rasp.

- Drink ... - in the mouth of the Sahara.

Someone put a bottle of water in my hand. Overcoming pain, I opened my eyes: a car, a pair of on-duty lamps was burning, a guy in uniform was sitting next to me. Ment? Not a machinist.

“Pooh-ooh,” I burst out.

“Forgive me,” he murmured, “we entered into a rage here ...”

- And you were good! - came from a distance more rude voice.

“I want to go home,” I whispered.