We're divorced, please hold me tight.

"No, please!" I desperately tried to pull away the stranger's lewd hands.

But my nipples, being played with by the stranger, seemed to be tingled with an electric current, and my body's sensations were gradually betraying me.
How could I react to such lewd and obscene acts...

But how could I hide this from a seasoned pervert? The stranger immediately noticed the change in my sensitive nipples. Seeing me desperately trying to protect my breasts, he used his waist and abdomen slightly, and his large glans, which occupied my tight little space, once again pushed against my honeyed entrance. I shivered all over, my hair standing on end. The large glans seemed to be forcing open my tightly closed lips and penetrating me through my thin underwear.

I desperately tried to escape forward, but there was only the hard carriage in front of me. In the end, the stranger's scheme succeeded, and my cherry-like tender nipples were instantly completely in his lewd hands. He used his thumb and forefinger to erotically tease the already erect nipples.
My face was flushed, my breathing was rapid, and my head leaned weakly against my left arm, which was gripping the handrail tightly. My sensitive nipples, under the experienced caress of the stranger, sent waves of sensual assaults through my body. I even felt, desperately, that my lips, constantly pounded by the thick, fiery rod, were involuntarily leaking nectar.

Perhaps the stranger felt smug at being able to defile a mature and beautiful professional like me; my shame and anger, my desperate attempts to endure the sensual assault, only fueled his desire. His face was almost pressed against my neck as he began to tease me more boldly and ruthlessly ravage me. Heavy breathing filled my ear; the stranger's hot breath almost directly entered it. Cleverly using my body to block the view of those around us, the stranger began to suck on my earlobe and neck. My

fingers, gripping the handrails, turned white with tension. I bit my lower lip, enduring this lover-like yet utterly wicked caress. The stranger thrust his hips forward, his large glans slowly sliding across my lips before suddenly plunging in.
"Ah…no…" I uttered a barely audible plea from deep within my throat.

While my attention was focused on the attack from behind, the stranger's right hand, already lurking beneath my lower abdomen, slipped inside the edge of my thong, caressing my smooth, delicate belly, and probing towards my hidden pubic area.

"There... absolutely not..." I clutched my briefcase with my right hand, and tried to reach for it with my left, but the stranger's hand, slipped under my arm, blocked it. Unable to use either hand, I could only desperately press my lower abdomen forward against the carriage wall.
His hand finally touched the pubic area I had never opened to the public, his fingers calmly exploring inch by inch towards the garden's entrance.

Pressed tightly against the carriage wall with my legs spread wide, I was utterly powerless to defend myself. The stranger didn't seem to be in a hurry to conquer my last sanctuary, but rather, like a hunter, he was wantonly toying with his prey who had nowhere to escape.
I let out a hoarse whimper, but it was completely inaudible amidst the noise of the train. My whole body was throbbing with adrenaline, my mind was blank, my breathing was rapid, and my body was burning hot. My beautiful toes twisted from the effort inside the high heels, but my attempts to close my legs were futile.
"Ah..." I choked out a low moan, my whole body stiffening as hot fingertips slowly and irresistibly invaded my genitals.

My pure, forbidden territory, never before opened to another man, was being shamelessly defiled and ravaged in front of everyone by this stranger. I hadn't even seen his face yet, I had no idea who he was...
I desperately tried to cut off the sensation, but my body stubbornly persisted. My tender flesh, disregarding its owner's shame and despair, slowly accepted the stranger's fingertips' gradual intrusion. The beautiful meadow had been conquered to its limit; the stranger's fingers combed back and forth through the soft pubic hair, massaging the soft, raised mons pubis, feeling the contours of my pubic bone. The garden gates, without any reinforcements, soon fell into his clutches.

Despicable fingertips nimbly traced the surface of my full outer lips, then the tip of my middle finger lightly brushed across the gap between the tightly closed doors. The helpless doors were quietly pulled open, then slightly closed again.

"No... ah... please don't do such lewd things..." My tearful pleas were in vain. The doors of my chastity were opened by fingers, and the pink buds bloomed, trembling slightly before the lustful intruder, as if foreseeing their own misery.

The burning fingertips gently caressed the inside of my outer lips, then the petals that had been untouched for so long. An electric current shot through every pore. My delicate body trembled, and my flesh involuntarily contracted and tightened, simultaneously clamping down on the bold, unfamiliar fingertips. With a gentle flick, my moist, tender labia were forced to open shamefully, exposing the entrance to the most secret forbidden zone of a woman.

"Enough... enough... not there..."

Rough fingers rubbed against the tender flesh, the petals were wantonly played with, and my lips were humiliatingly pulled up and kneaded. Supported by willpower, I tried my best to restrain myself, preventing my labia from becoming engorged and swollen.

But when the fiery fingers began to stir and ravage, ignoring my willpower, the petals finally succumbed to the tyranny. Pure nectar involuntarily seeped from the mucous membrane of my vulva, and the vestibular glands at the entrance of my secret passage offered up a large amount of fluid.
A warm current flowed through my petals and buds, instantly penetrating deep into my lower abdomen, making my vulva feel hot. My tightly closed jade gate could no longer withstand the teasing and trembled slightly, from which a thin, slippery liquid flowed, trickling onto my engorged, pink labia.

The stranger immediately noticed the change under my skirt, despite my outwardly composed demeanor. He pinched my nipple with his left hand and gently picked up the nectar with his right fingertips, defiantly smearing it all over my tight, secluded valley. Each touch seemed to strike at my already collapsing sense of shame.

My sensuality was discovered by a strange man… my labia were gently caressed, petal by petal… then lewd fingers unceremoniously expanded inwards… the stranger would sometimes use the tip of his middle finger to attack my pearly clitoris, grinding and kneading the foreskin; sometimes he would use the tips of his ring and middle fingers to caress my labia, inside and out; sometimes he would slide his little finger along the frenulum of my clitoris, his fingertips scraping the clitoris but never touching the most sensitive tip, determined to force my usually gentle, docile, quiet, and elegant self to expose my hidden madness.

My face burned, my legs went weak, I gripped the handrails tightly, my eyes were closed, and I gritted my teeth to resist the waves of pleasure.

The forced composure couldn't conceal the truth beneath her clothes. Her small nipples finally stood erect, and her labia majora, already swollen and plump from being fondled, involuntarily parted. Her full labia minora were swollen and spread wide apart, not only fully displaying the deep pink mucous membrane glistening with dewdrops, but also exposing the tender flesh around her vulva. The once tightly pressed flower path began to expand and separate, the inner walls of the mucous membrane slowly undulating, secreting pure nectar that filled the deep vaginal cavity. Her vulva also slowly opened, opening and closing intermittently with the throbbing of her wicked fingers, releasing clear fluid that wetted the ribbon between her legs. The delicate, dewy bud, unable to withstand the ravages of the hordes of bees and butterflies, became engorged and erect, causing the small clitoral head to peek out from under the foreskin.

I gritted my teeth in embarrassment, trying to regulate my heavy breathing, but the sweet impact was inescapable, and the nightmare continued. The narrow silk veil between my legs was pushed to one side, and the thick, burning rod I had been eyeing squeezed into my thong through the edge.

"Ah..." I almost couldn't suppress a low cry of terror.

It felt like a fireball had exploded in my private parts, and a frenzied wave of shame washed over me. My lips were enveloped in an unusual heat, and the naked, thick rod pressed against my equally naked petals, the ugly glans squeezing against the tender flesh.

The unfamiliar penis, brooking no respite, slowly but irresistibly began to thrust in and out of my tight little space. The hot glans rubbed against my labia, and my bud trembled involuntarily at the hard, burning touch. As if falling into a cold ice cellar, my thoughts grew increasingly sluggish, while my senses became ever clearer, as if a flame was burning from within my body.

"This strange man… in front of so many people… dares to play with me so lewdly… I don't even know what he looks like…"

Flesh slithered through my tight, dark valley, and a hidden current was stirring within. The strange man, in the crowded throng, shamelessly and openly molested me… My entire body was enveloped by a current of shame, humiliation, and pleasure; my past purity, pride, and feminine restraint had almost completely collapsed. The hanging rings alone could no longer support my body; even standing was difficult. I leaned against the strange man's body behind me, barely managing not to fall.
"Attention passengers: Due to the delay of the train ahead, this train will slow down. We sincerely apologize for the inconvenience and hope to gain your understanding..." The

merciless announcement echoed in my mind, leaving me no time to catch my breath or even process the situation. The stranger's intrusion intensified.

"Tear..." A slight, short tearing sound was immediately drowned out by the announcement, the complaints of the passengers, and the rumble of the train.

Anyone paying attention would have found it very strange that the dignified white-collar woman in the corner, who had just been flushed, was now deathly pale. No one knew what kind of lewd and ravaged act I was enduring beneath my prim and proper white-collar dress.

Taking advantage of this precious moment of chaos, the stranger's large hand invaded my underwear, grabbed the middle of my thong, and ripped it open forcefully. A muffled groan escaped my lips, and I stiffened as if suffocating. The thin silk of my panties was completely torn at the crotch, the soft fabric immediately stretching and contracting from my lower abdomen and buttocks back to my waist, turning the thong into a strip of cloth around my slender waist. My secret garden lost its last barrier, completely exposed, I could clearly feel the cool air, but it was immediately occupied by a hot, hard penis.

"To tear off my panties in front of so many people..."

I couldn't even open my eyes, my legs were clamped together, I gripped the handrail and my briefcase, my whole body trembling, silently cursing the delay of the train.

All obstacles had been destroyed, the naked, unfamiliar penis directly attacked my equally naked honey source, the masculine scent strongly stimulating my senses, I desperately tried to regulate my rapid breathing, suppressing the faint moans deep in my throat.

The stranger's left hand still patiently occupied my tender and firm breasts. A shiver ran through me. My initial disgust was miraculously fading, replaced by a sweet sensation, like being gently caressed by a lover.

The stranger's right hand moved between my clitoris and waist, shamelessly caressing my full buttocks and outstretched thighs. I could do nothing but twist my body.

I understood his intentions; he wasn't just a simple pervert. Clearly, he wanted not only to defile my body but also to utterly violate and ravage my pure spirit.

I turned my face away, unconsciously contorting my body, trying to escape this terrifying nightmare. The stranger brazenly grabbed my plump buttocks, which seemed to burst with juice.

"Ugh..." I curled up into a ball, my neck trembling slightly, my lips biting tightly, while the stranger's lewd hands moved to my breasts, scooping up those two mounds of flesh and ravaging them.

"Oh..." I shuddered.

A strange man roughly fondled my breasts, and the way he did it was no longer a caress, but rather a violation.

"Ah..." A chill seemed to run through my body, and I desperately tried to curl my legs up.
The fingers that had been caressing my lips began to explore the deeper, softer bottom of my valley. I squeezed my legs tightly together, but the strange man's legs were sandwiched between me, leaving a gap no matter what. His already rock-hard penis took advantage of the situation, the pulsating, large glans thrusting against my wet, moist opening once more.

As a reserved and proud white-collar woman, my pure body had never been so lewdly defiled by a man other than my husband. At least in reality, I would never allow anyone to do this to me. But I never dreamed that in a crowded train carriage, under everyone's watchful eyes, I would suffer this nightmarish torment, being humiliated at will by a complete stranger using disgusting methods…

If I couldn't escape, I would rather be violated while I was unconscious, subjected to any form of assault, than helplessly watch myself being toyed with like this. Struggling and resisting would only play into the stranger's hands, increasing his lewd pleasure. Even so, as the stranger's hands slipped under my skirt and wantonly fondled me, I was horrified to find my defenses weakening. The stranger
's fingers continued to penetrate…

even my most sensitive spot was forced to offer its pure nectar, an explosive dizziness washing over me, blurring my vision. I furrowed my brow, biting my lip hard.

I couldn't deny the strangeness of the stranger's skillful and provocative teasing, yet I felt incredibly resentful. Since separating from Jiaming, I hadn't been held by a man for months, and now, in broad daylight, I was being wantonly humiliated by a complete stranger.

My refined and intellectual beauty seemed distorted; my delicate, sensual rose-red lips parted slightly, and I breathed heavily. My breasts were so full they seemed about to burst the constraints of my fitted business attire, the full nipples pushing against my thin silk blouse, revealing their pert contours.

The stranger used his mouth to brush aside my flowing hair, his lewd, hot lips pressing against my fair cheek.

"Ugh..." I trembled slightly.

It was a kiss that was almost imperceptible, and the stranger repeated it several times before moving away from me. After only a few kisses, I was horrified to find that my icy, stiff body was gradually melting.

The stranger used his mouth to brush aside my hair, exposing my ear. As his lips approached my earlobe, the tingling sensation made me tremble uncontrollably.

"Ah..." As his lips approached my ear, a sweet pleasure immediately surged through my body, and the source of pleasure within me ignited. And that incredibly comfortable feeling quickly spread to my long, slender thighs.
(It must be a hallucination!) I felt incredulous; what I was seeing was like a dream. I was a proud, fashionable white-collar woman, and behind me was a despicable, lewd subway pervert—it was impossible for such a man to arouse my lust.

But the stranger seemed to be forcing my reserved self to admit this shameful truth, his fiery assault on all my forbidden zones relentlessly. Despite my willpower to refuse, the bulwark of reason crumbled under the constant onslaught of sensual waves. I was horrified to discover that my body was beginning to accept the stranger's caresses. I desperately reminded myself that even if my body was being played with, I must maintain my spiritual chastity. To cope carefully, I gritted my teeth.

The stranger was still holding my breast, but his touch was no longer rough; it had become gentle and tender. His tongue had somehow slipped into my ear, subtly brushing the edge and lightly licking my earlobe.

Good heavens! How did he know that was my erogenous zone?

As I tensed, holding my breath and clenching my cheeks, he repeated the same action on that spot, as if skillfully threading a needle.

A tingling, itchy sensation quickly spread throughout my body, and I panicked. How could I defend myself? Now he had discovered my erogenous zone…

Although the constant groping since I got on the bus had taken a toll on my mental health and left me physically exhausted, my willpower remained strong. I tried my best to resist the stranger's tongue attack.

But the stranger's tongue skills were not static; he skillfully used the tip, sides, and all parts of his tongue to kiss every inch of my ear, breathing hot air onto my lips.

When I defended myself against the attack of his tongue, I couldn't attend to my breasts and genitals; and when the defenses in other areas were breached, my entire body's nerves couldn't focus.

Damn it! He was attacking me one by one…

Just as I realized this, the stranger's lips began to attack the area behind my ears.

"Ah…" I gasped, wincing in pain.

I could no longer pretend to be expressionless. I seemed helpless against the caresses of my ears, and the pleasure traveled from my ears all the way to the center of my body. It wasn't just the area around my ears that was being stimulated; my clitoris, being rubbed and pierced by the stranger's penis, felt like it was on fire, and I felt my body contracting and tightening deep inside. My
pure body seemed to have been forced to the edge of a cliff by the stranger, and I immediately realized that this suffocating feeling was actually amplifying the unreleased desire within me.

"Feels good, doesn't it?...Miss..." A strange man whispered lewdly in my ear, almost biting it. "Don't be shy, Miss...your little nipples...are all hard and erect..."
This was the first time I'd heard him speak; his voice was hoarse, obscene, and chilling.
But he was telling the truth. My swollen and firm breasts were forcefully pushed upwards, my tender, erect nipples pinched and pulled, innocently proving he wasn't lying. Never having suffered such humiliation, my face burned like fire. But all I could do was silently bite my lip and turn my head away more forcefully.

The strange man's face immediately followed, pressing against mine, making us look like a couple deeply in love, our temples brushing together. I couldn't turn my head any further; the strange man's beard tickled my fair neck, and I couldn't help but shudder.

"In front of so many people... letting a strange man play with you... beautiful lady, you've had an orgasm, haven't you?"
I bit my lower lip tightly. These lewd words, which I had never heard before, made my innocent ears burn. I suddenly shook my head slightly as if waking up, resisting the stranger's shameless questioning.

"Still not admitting it... look..."

Under the erotic ravaging, the valley was already overflowing with fluids. The stranger's fingertips lightly picked up the nectar, wantonly smearing it on the grass. My face burned so hot it could ignite the surrounding air. Being played with by a strange man in public, my own body was actually aroused. But I couldn't deny the facts, so I could only close my eyes tightly and silently endure the stranger's lewd questioning.

"Look down, watch me play with your breasts."

What is he saying! I forcefully turned my head towards the carriage wall, resolutely refusing.

"Dare to disobey?... I'll tear your clothes open!" The hand kneading my breasts grabbed my suit jacket from the inside and squeezed it slightly.

My heart almost jumped out of my chest. My bra had already been pushed up. If my top were torn open, with so many people on the bus, I'd definitely be on tomorrow's gossip front page…

“No…no…” I managed to squeeze out a barely audible sound from deep in my throat, clenching my teeth and weakly shaking my head.

“Don’t want to? Then look down…”

“…”

“Look down!…” With that inescapable command, my top was pulled tighter.

(Oh God! Why am I being humiliated like this? Someone save me…)

The only answers to my tearful inner pleas were the loud rumble of the bus and the cacophony of the crowd around me.

I could almost hear the buttons being pulled tighter. In despair, I lowered my proud head. The neckline of my top had been stretched wide open, and what suddenly came into view was my deep, alluring cleavage. My full, snow-white breasts were being twisted and deformed in the hands of a strange man, kneaded until they were flushed, and my erect, bright red nipples were thrusting forward, tempting every man to suck and lick them. It was like watching porn, only the female lead was me. This perverse humiliation instantly transformed into another lightning bolt of pleasure, exploding in every pore of my body.

"What are you looking at? Say it..."

"I...I'm looking..."

"Say it, miss..."

My nipples were pinched painfully, while another hand between my legs threatened to pierce deep into my honey hole with its middle finger.
"I...I can't say it...please...spare me..." My

trembling, sexy red lips pleaded in submission, the desperate beauty appearing even more pitiful, yet only fueling the strange man's rising lust. My left hand, hidden inside my clothes, twitched, and the first button of my blouse was undone, my full, naked breasts seemingly about to burst forth.

"Ah..." There was no way to resist anymore. Everything around me seemed to whirl away, and I felt helpless, as if I were in a wasteland, my trembling red lips reflecting the last shred of my chaste reserve.

The second button was then tightened.

"Ah... I'm watching... watching you... playing with me... my breasts..." I uttered those filthy words I'd never even said to my lover, overwhelmed by shame, wishing I could disappear from the world immediately. Tears of humiliation filled my beautiful eyes.

The shameless intruder gave me no chance to catch my breath: "Miss, let's kiss."

"No... please spare me this..." The whisper in my ear made my face flush red, and I resolutely refused.
A stranger shamelessly molesting me in the crowded throng, someone I didn't even know, and now he wanted me to kiss him—the thought sent shivers down my spine. My flushed cheeks were lightly kissed twice, and then my lips became the next target, the stranger's burning lips relentlessly circling and pursuing me.

I desperately exhaled my breath, instinctively glancing to my right. Thankfully, it was a tall back, and together with the wall to my left, it created a secluded corner, preventing me from being seen.
His tongue licked back and forth on my cheek, and after several feeble attempts to resist, my tender red lips were finally captured. The man forcefully pressed his lips against mine, breathing heavily, his tongue probing along my gums and into my mouth. An overwhelming sense of disgust made my lips try to escape. The man's right hand, which had been inside my skirt, gripped my jaw tightly, applying pressure with his fingertips to loosen it, while his tongue slipped between my teeth.

My resistance gradually weakened, and my tongue was intensely drawn to him, intertwining with his, slowly transforming into a deep kiss like that of true lovers. Overwhelmed with excitement, the man let out a deep groan, savoring my shy, struggling resistance as I was forced into this kiss.

He craved the mucous membranes of my mouth, teasing my soft tongue, even sucking up the sweet saliva, his actions not only lewd but also relentlessly persistent. Calling it a kiss would be an understatement; it was more like oral rape.

My face grew increasingly red, not only my lips being violated, but my sensitive breasts were also being relentlessly rubbed and played with. His other hand moved back to my thighs and inner thighs, caressing them and then moving towards my groin. His fingers slipped between my labia, stroking the entrance to my flower. My waist involuntarily arched, trying to escape, but only making me more accommodating to his lewd manipulation.

A very long kiss… The stranger poured his saliva into my mouth. I trembled with disgust, my throat emitting a sound of terror, with nowhere to escape.

(Oh God… I actually drank this stranger's saliva…) My restraint crumbled deep within me in shame, and I suddenly exhaled a thick, hot breath.

"Feels good, doesn't it, Miss… Come on, let's kiss again."

"…"

The man opened his mouth wide, as if to devour my lips, attacking fiercely. I couldn't refuse; it felt like the air in my lungs was being sucked away, and my mind went blank. But the stranger's kiss was skillful; I had been unknowingly forced into a state of complete submission. The man's tongue swirled violently in my mouth, then wrapped around mine and began to suck.

This was dragging me into an abyss… I trembled uncontrollably.

"Stick your tongue out."

After a slight hesitation, the stranger shamelessly tightened his grip on my shirt.

Desperately giving up resistance, I closed my eyes tightly, my beautiful eyelashes trembling slightly, and parted my cherry-like lips, slowly extending my small tongue.

The stranger touched the tip of my tongue with his own, tracing a circle. I closed my eyes, furrowed my brows, and involuntarily let out a moan from deep within my throat. It wasn't just a simple, sweet sensation; that sweetness spread from the tip of my tongue throughout my mouth, making every part feel warm.

"Stick your tongue out a little more."

I felt a pang of fear at the stranger's instruction; letting go any further would be suicidal. And the fact that he had already ignited me was best left unsaid. Being molested and kissed by a stranger in this situation, and showing any reaction, I felt I'd rather die.

Feeling like a prisoner about to be executed, I reluctantly stuck my tongue out a little more, and the stranger's tongue tip touched the side of my trembling tongue even more carefully.

"Ah...ah..." My breathing became heavy, and a faint sound escaped from deep within my throat. Although I tried desperately to suppress it, my rapid breathing couldn't be hidden.

After playing with my tongue from the surface to the inside, the stranger's tongue curled up like another creature and then slipped inside, like a small insect crawling along a branch. Each movement touched every erogenous zone in my mouth, and the sensation showed no signs of abating.
Soon, my mouth was completely ablaze with desire, as if all the erogenous zones in my body had concentrated on my tongue.
At this moment, the stranger's left hand began to caress my swollen and aching breasts.

"Mmm..." I groaned even louder with my lips closed.

Not only was my tongue ablaze, but my body, breasts, and genitals were almost on fire as well. Moreover, my nerves were no longer able to send any commands to my breasts, especially when a stranger directly rubbed my nipples with his palms.

"Oh..." I had to grab the stranger's hand, the pleasure and ecstasy aroused within me gradually spreading throughout my body. My consciousness began to blur, and my body's self-defense became weaker.

The stranger seemed to be pressing his advantage, his hand inside my mini-skirt caressing my engorged and erect nipples.

"Ah..."

I breathed heavily through my nose, and if my mouth hadn't been sucked by the stranger's lips, I don't know if I would have made a shameful sound.

My clothes weren't completely removed, but the sight of me being caressed while wearing a white suit only made me feel more humiliated. Especially when the tight mini-skirt was lifted forward, revealing the base of my thighs, the torn thong hanging down, the snow-white skin contrasting with the dark pubic hair and pink vulva, the colors vivid and sexy, the dewdrops the stranger had smeared on the grass still remaining, I could feel the obscene scene myself.

I desperately tried to reclaim my chastity, but shame seemed no match for the pleasurable sensation. My long-ravaged vulva felt especially hot. The stranger used his middle finger as a center, then used all four fingers to caress me.
"Mmm..." My red lips and tongue were taken over, and all my strength seemed to be taken away in an instant.
(Just a little longer!) I cried out in my heart.

"Ahhh..." A sob escaped from deep within my throat, probably because my erogenous zones were being ravaged by the stranger...

How could this continue? He was forcing me into submission, and he was a complete stranger. My body was even reacting as if I were being caressed by my lover.
Finally, the stranger's mouth left me, and I gasped for breath like a fish out of air, my firm breasts trembling. But then an even more terrifying voice came to my ears: "Your body is already enjoying it, isn't it...?"

I had no strength to deny it, and in fact, I didn't know how to refute the stranger's words.

"But my body is still suppressing... Miss..." As if afraid I wouldn't understand, his throbbing penis explained, and my whole body stiffened instantly.

Could it be... that I would be raped in this crowded place...?

Just thinking of the word "rape" sent a rush of heat to my head. Although all my feminine sanctuaries had been shamefully violated, I could still barely forgive myself. Being molested by a pervert, my body could still remain pure inside. But being "raped," there was no excuse.

The thought of a strange man's thick penis being roughly inserted into my pure body made me feel nauseous, like I had swallowed a fly. Especially being openly raped in a crowd; I would never be able to face anyone again.

I twisted my waist nervously, trying to escape the thick, hard penis pressing against my labia like a red-hot branding iron: "No... absolutely not... aren't you enough...?"

But despite my resolute determination, my words lacked power. Afraid of being heard by the crowd, I pressed my face against the stranger's, my posture and words like a whispered plea to a lover. I hated myself; where had all my usual fighting spirit and courage gone?!

Even so, I was determined. If the stranger really tried to force himself on me, I wouldn't care about the shame.

Even if everyone saw this humiliating scene, I couldn't let this lewd stranger take my last virginity.

As if reading my mind, the stranger didn't force himself on me: "Don't be nervous, miss... I won't force you... but you have to hold on, miss..."

He said he wouldn't force me! I thought bitterly. He'd ravaged me since I got on the bus; did I really want to be treated like this? But with the biggest crisis averted, I finally breathed a sigh of relief. I just didn't understand why the stranger said I wouldn't be able to hold on...

The answer came immediately.

The stranger suddenly grabbed my waist, and with a forceful pull, my slender body was lifted upwards, the gap he left immediately being filled by him. His knees were already through my open legs, pressing against the front of the carriage wall, leaving only my toes on the ground. My entire weight was tied to my left hand holding the handrail and my toes, resulting in me being lifted up, my legs spread apart, almost sitting on the stranger's thighs.

Caught off guard, my entire weight was immediately concentrated on the stranger's thick, hard penis, my labia were stretched wide, and the hot, huge glans forced into the narrow opening, an extremely intense and excruciating pleasure rushing to my head at the same time.

"Ah..." I cried out in surprise, immediately standing on tiptoe, my left hand gripping the handrail with all my might.

"I keep my word... hold on yourself, miss..." The stranger didn't press his advantage, but just whispered triumphantly in my ear.

Despite my desperate attempts to arch my body upwards, the large glans of his penis slipped slightly out of my honeyed hole, but still pressed menacingly against the entrance, the labia already forced open and unable to close.

(Despicable!) As my initial shock subsided, I suddenly understood the lewd meaning behind the stranger's words.

Although I had promised not to force myself, the stranger had positioned me in such an obscene manner, our genitals shamefully intertwined. Even if the stranger didn't actively penetrate me, once my toes gave way, my entire body weight would automatically allow his vicious, enormous penis to plunge into my honeyed hole. Moreover, the stranger could claim that he hadn't forced me, that I had willingly allowed him to penetrate me…

(Despicable! Vulgar! Shameless!…) I was both angry and anxious, desperately twisting my body to escape the terrifying predicament before me.

The stranger remained unhurried, spreading my legs wide, his right hand tightly gripping my slender waist, his left hand pinching my full breasts, and with the powerful pressure of his lower abdomen and thighs, he held me firmly in his arms.

I couldn't muster any strength just by touching the ground with my toes. Like a butterfly pinned to a wall, I struggled in vain, unable to escape. In my struggles, I forgot about our intertwined genitals, and almost let the horrible glans pierce my already lubricated honey hole again. I was terrified and quickly stopped struggling, trying my best to tense my long legs, but this only stopped the thick glans from continuing to thrust in. My slender waist was tightly gripped, making it impossible to avoid the embarrassing situation of our genitals being so close together.

Just this was enough to make me almost faint. The stranger's penis had breached the first line of defense, my tender labia were helplessly forced apart, and the thick, hot glans pressed tightly against the entrance of my chaste honey hole. My naked, tender flesh was forced to accept the contact and friction of the penis. This was already only a hair's breadth away from real intercourse.

"Enjoy it slowly, miss... As long as you can handle it, I will never force you, miss..."

The stranger firmly controlled the situation, beginning to ruthlessly and thoroughly ravage my chaste soul. At the same time, his left hand reached out and forcefully snatched the handrail I was desperately holding onto, his fingers wrapping around the railing so I could no longer reach it.

"You... how despicable..." I responded hatefully to the stranger's shameless teasing, feeling both ashamed and anxious, yet caught in a dilemma. I was unwilling to endure this shameful predicament, but dared not struggle forcefully, so I could only concentrate my strength to maintain my posture with my toes. The stranger

reached for my breasts again, pinching my nipple between his fingers, teasing my areola with his fingertips. Waves of pleasure immediately spread from my nipples to every part of my body, and my knees lost their strength.

"Ahhh..." I felt as if I was about to collapse, so I could only grab the stranger's shoulder with my left hand, while my right hand tightly gripped my briefcase, my fingers curled, my entire beautiful body curves reversed, and my face wore a look of utter despair.
The stranger grinned lewdly, his hand moving from my chest to my side, then to my slender waist, like that of a young girl, and finally sliding down from my waist. Without any resistance, he completely lifted my miniskirt between them, revealing the beautiful curves of my lower body. My slender body exuded feminine charm, most notably my rounded, long thighs, the delicate labia at the juncture of my thighs forming a perfectly alluring inverted V-shape.
With legs like those, of course, I never liked wearing stockings. And my buttocks, freed from the confinement of silk panties, were slightly upturned, as if suspended. My breasts, usually pressed tightly by my bra, appeared even more beautiful with the bra removed.

The stranger used his skillful fingers to trace from my lower abdomen down to the base of my thighs, playing with the protruding part with his middle finger from below, then pinching and rubbing the most sensitive spot with his thumb.

My thighs were cramping a bit, and as soon as I relaxed them, my tight, moist opening felt a thick pressure. I quickly focused my mind and tried my best to lift my waist again.

I realized with despair that I was about to collapse...

The stranger pressed his lips to my ear, "Hoo..." gently blowing air, while probing back and forth at the entrance of my opening with his fingers.

"Ah..." I instantly lost control and almost cried out. Sweet waves of pleasure flowed through my body.

My left labia were gently rubbed between my thumb and forefinger, the tender inner mucous membrane rubbed by the tip of my forefinger, and then my right labia. My moist labia swelled even more.

"Oh... ooh... ah..."

Although I still tried my best to defend myself, it felt like lava was burning from the surface of my labia all the way to the depths, far beyond my imagination.

"Ooh... no..." I curled up, trying to hide my head with my long hair.

"Oh...ah..." I gasped as if I were dying, spreading my tightly clenched legs.
The stranger seemed determined not to miss that one spot, teasing it with his fingertips, sometimes lightly, sometimes heavily.
"Ah...ah..." My waist involuntarily swayed slightly in response to his movements.

The stranger's left hand then moved towards my breast.

"Ah..."

This was the first time my breasts had become so full; their roundness and the prominent veins were incredibly embarrassing. The sexual sensations hidden deep within my breasts awakened. When his fingers reached my nipples, my face swayed from side to side, and I let out a sound as if I were about to cry. When my lover touched my breasts, my body was usually governed by reason; but when a stranger violated me, I felt as if my mind was going to go blank, my reason completely shattered.
"Ahhh!" I exhaled hot breath, desperately trying to concentrate my remaining consciousness.

But what was even more terrifying was that it wasn't just my breasts that were being ravaged. The stranger's glans was moving in and out of my vaginal opening; I felt like I was about to fly away. An unprecedented pleasure filled my vaginal canal with gushing fluids, and my pure valley was already becoming muddy…

"No…" I struggled with shame inside.

I tried to lift my hips, but the stranger's fingertips immediately followed, relentlessly attacking my already engorged nipples. He began his attack from the periphery, his two fingers tracing the two moist labia and penetrating to the juncture of the fleshy petals. His fingertips swept back and forth along the forked tendons connecting the bud, providing ample stimulation before enveloping the entire area with his fingertips, but not yet conquering the clitoris, merely lightly rubbing it. The clitoris became even more erect, the tiny head, densely packed with nerve endings, straining to protrude from the foreskin.
"Ah...ah..." With a muffled moan, I convulsed and trembled, my already burning body now seemingly about to explode.

"Your body wants it, doesn't it? Miss...you're suffering from the urge, aren't you!" The stranger whispered lewdly in my ear.

I gritted my teeth, desperately rebuilding my gradually weakening defenses. Even so, with breasts so erect and gushing juice from the clitoris, it was impossible to say "no."

"How long are you going to keep up this act, miss?... " The stranger rubbed my firm breasts while enjoying the sight of my distressed expression. "Your breasts are so swollen, and your nipples are so perky..."
I bit my lower lip resolutely, pretending not to hear the stranger's lewd teasing.

The stranger's fingertips immediately slipped into my honey hole.

"Ah..." I arched my back in distress.

But the stranger did it again, a second and a third time, his fingers going in and out of my honey hole.

"Ugh... ah... ah..." I cried out, on the verge of collapse, my face contorted with humiliation, a look of desperation on my face.

"Your reaction is excellent! Miss, why did you do that just now?"

In the stranger's mocking tone, I tried to regain my rationality from the quagmire of lust, to straighten my limbs.

The stranger's fingers attacked my erect nipples again.

"Oh!... " I clenched my hands and curled my fingertips, feeling the sweet impact, letting out a trembling sound, my face, which had just barely tightened, became intoxicated again.

A wave of pleasure, even stronger than before, spread throughout my body. Regardless of my will, my full lips trembled slightly, parted a little.

"Ah..." The stranger's fingertips pressed closer to the other breast's slope.
"Ah... um..." My slender, shapely body writhed gently; I felt myself truly ablaze. In my hazy mind, I had no idea whether I was running away or welcoming those five terrifying fingers.

The stranger's fingertips finally climbed onto another erect nipple.

"Ah..." The engorged nipple arched even higher.

The stranger slid his fingers along the beautiful areola.

(Ah! No, stop!) I cried out in my chest, my breasts, so full they felt like they were about to burst, relentlessly chasing after those fingers. The stranger, seemingly pressing his advantage, continued to move his fingers in and out of my labia. My

already burning body felt like it was being fueled by fire, the sensuality burning even more intensely.

"Ah...no..." I frowned, my body trembling from the sweet sensation.

His fingertips slid in again.

"Oh!..." I clenched my hands, feeling as if my entire body, from my spine down to my pubic bone and lower limbs, was melting.
As the stranger's fingertips penetrated my honeyed entrance for what seemed like the umpteenth time, my whole body felt like it was on fire.

"Ugh..." I whimpered, breathing heavily, my snow-white skin now stained red.
My numb body slumped down, and his large glans once again plunged into the tight entrance of my honeyed lips.

"Ah..." Awakening from my daze, my honeyed entrance suddenly contracted, and thick nectar gushed out, forming a glistening thread. It dripped onto the ground.

The stranger wasn't in a hurry to advance, simply letting his glans enjoy the warmth of his love juices at the entrance of my honeyed entrance. I tensed my limbs; no matter how much I struggled, I couldn't escape this humiliating position. The stranger wasn't just after my body; he also wanted to taste my shame and humiliation! I knew I couldn't let this lewd man's pleasure increase, so I gritted my teeth, intending to remain unresponsive.

But to the stranger, my furrowed brows and clenched teeth only amplified his excitement.
"It's annoying, but it feels good, doesn't it... Miss..."

the stranger shamelessly teased my subtle, conflicting emotions. Although I knew my refusal would only increase his pleasure, hearing such a vulgar comment made me unable to resist turning my head slightly in denial.
"Don't be afraid... if you want it, just do it yourself, Miss..."

"Ah..." I gasped softly. The stranger pushed off with his legs, lifting my slender body off the ground, leaving only my toes barely touching the ground. My weight instantly dropped, and my tight, moist opening immediately felt the entry of his large glans. A desperate scream echoed deep within me as I suddenly concentrated all my strength to support myself on my toes. But my slender toes couldn't support my entire body, and my body involuntarily wanted to fall, but was immediately stopped by the thick glans. My long legs convulsively tensed.

"If you can't hold on, don't force it, Miss... I know you want it too..."

While savoring my almost tearful embarrassment, the stranger continued to ravage my forbidden zone. But he cunningly only touched my nipples and the buds of my honey hole with his fingertips, attacking my source of pleasure while giving my body no chance to gain leverage. My sensitive nerves were skillfully teased, and I had no strength left in my body. My knees went weak, and my body fell limply, only to immediately straighten up as if electrocuted.

"Don't grit your teeth... it's already gone in so far, Miss..."

The strange man relentlessly groped and fondled my most sensitive and forbidden area, giving me no chance to breathe, while simultaneously destroying my last remaining rationality with vulgar and obscene language. He reveled in the pleasure of his thick glans penetrating deeper and deeper into my tight, virgin-like honeyed cave, while greedily staring at my burning, flushed face, savoring the shameful and humiliating expression on this reserved and dignified white-collar woman as she was being invaded inch by inch—an expression that intoxicated men. I desperately tried

to hold onto the wall with both hands, but it was useless. I clearly felt the thick glans completely inside my honeyed cave, the burning, thick pressure shooting from my lower abdomen to my throat. I strained with all my might, my whole body suddenly stiffening and arching, the terrifying cannon withdrawing slightly.

"You can't help but move after just going in? Miss… take it slow, I'll give you enough pleasure…"
My burning mind went blank; I was no longer able to refute the strange man's deliberately vulgar misinterpretation. All my strength was concentrated on my tiptoes, which I stood on like a ballerina, and my long, slender legs, which I struggled to maintain, began to tremble slightly.

("I can't hold on... Jiaming, save me...")

I cried out in despair deep inside, but my delicate toes could no longer support the weight of my entire body, and my slender body finally fell. The stranger's thick glans immediately and shamelessly met it, deeply penetrating the depths of my flower path, which I had never opened to any other man besides my lover. My pure, tender flesh immediately and unknowingly clamped down on the intruder.

Warm labia tightly pressed against the iron-like penis, and the layers of folds inside my flower path were fully stretched and extended, the supple flesh completely enveloping the huge glans. My virgin-like, tight honey hole suddenly accepted an unprecedented diameter, and an unusually full feeling, accompanied by tearing pain, surged to my head.

"You're so tight, miss... This is your first time doing this with a man in front of so many people, isn't it..."
His reminder brought my blank mind back to the shameful reality. Like a beautiful butterfly on the verge of death, I struggled with my last bit of strength, but my futile upward thrusts turned into the humiliation of thrusting my penis into my honey hole. The sharp edges of the thick glans rubbed against the tender flesh of my honey hole, the tearing sensation instantly shocking my entire body like an electric shock. The fleshy buds of my honey hole brushed against the smooth glans, licking the concave coronal sulcus like a small tongue, and the stranger's penis pulsated with pleasure.
"Your little mouth on top is saying no... but your little mouth on the bottom is biting a man so tightly..."

The stranger's hands suddenly released my body, leaving only our genitals pressed together. My entire body weight had nowhere to go, and my tall, slender body felt as if it were completely penetrated by the stranger's thick, hard penis. I tensed my legs to support myself, but this only caused my humiliated flower path to contract and writhe, instead massaging the penis that was violating me. The spasmodic struggle couldn't last long; my toes, supporting my entire weight, felt like they were about to break.
("I can't take it anymore...") My thighs had already spasmed, and my taut body finally collapsed, the tender honey hole immediately being penetrated even deeper by the penis.

"Ah...no...!" A desperate scream echoed from the depths of my heart. My collapsing body had no strength left to struggle, my helpless honey hole humiliatingly clamping down on the brutal conqueror.

("Shameless pervert...finally penetrated...Jiaming, forgive me...")

My humiliated and shameful face convulsed in an instant as the unfamiliar sex toy mercilessly and thoroughly pierced through my last vestige of virginity, deeply penetrating with its sticky honey. My virgin-like tight honey hole was completely filled, a tearing pain spreading throughout my entire flower path. If I were still a virgin, my lower body would definitely be torn apart... The enormous pressure in my lower abdomen pressed against my throat, making it hard to breathe. I unconsciously opened my mouth slightly. My slightly parted, delicate red lips were immediately penetrated by a rough finger, and my small tongue was roughly played with. My already frozen mind vaguely flashed through my mind, as if I were in an adult film that I had watched with Jiaming, where the female lead was also being erotically violated in this way, her mouth and lips being brutally raped by a man.

I was horrified to find that although my tender cervix was being pressed against the hot glans, my buttocks were still not touching the stranger's lower abdomen.

("Is it really that long???...") I could hardly believe this terrible fact.

My beautifully curved body was like being held on the only fulcrum of this strange sex toy. I couldn't maintain my body, but even the slightest twist of my limbs caused obvious swelling and intense friction in my honey hole.

"You're twisting so slutty! Miss... you're still pretending to be a virgin..."

Unable to bear the immense humiliation, I desperately tried to push my lower abdomen forward, futilely trying to escape the thick penis penetrating me.

"Stop pretending, miss... Don't forget, you're the one who let me in..."

After humiliating me for so long, the stranger no longer relaxed. His thick body pressed heavily against me, his right hand tightly gripping my slender waist. His erect penis began its slow but terrifying assault. A tremendous fear, like the end of the world, made me curl up in a final act of resistance. But after the stranger's wrists subdued my slender body, he used the strength of his spread thighs to slowly withdraw from my body to the entrance, then tried to insert his thick penis back into my secret passage.

"No!..." A whimper of resistance escaped from my gagged red lips.

I desperately clung to the wall, my long, slender legs trembling. The stranger ignored me, slowly and forcefully spreading open the layers of my honeyed cave. I braced myself in terror and pain for the merciless penetration. The penis, having penetrated a certain distance, felt the immense resistance from my vagina due to discomfort. It slowly withdrew two centimeters, paused briefly, and, feeling the tightening grip lessen slightly, thrust forward again, reaching a deeper area, before withdrawing slightly. The thick penis, repeating this in-and-out motion, gradually penetrated my tense vagina until the glans touched the cervix again. The penis slowly withdrew to the entrance, then slowly thrust in and out… If the stranger hadn't done this, my body would probably have been torn apart! I subconsciously felt grateful for the stranger's thoughtfulness, but immediately understood my situation and quickly suppressed this shameful thought.

But in the next instant, the stranger's tip suddenly changed angle, the penis penetrating only a small portion of the vagina's depth. The thick glans slammed heavily against the tender walls surrounding the clitoris, breaking through the sticky folds, and pressed against a small, firm, slightly rough spot. A warm current instantly surged from this coin-sized area, breaking free from the pain and rushing deep into my uterus, rapidly spreading throughout my body.

"Wow..." My face, pale with fear, convulsed in an instant, my full, pert buttocks feeling as if they were about to be split in two. The intense impact felt like it was tearing my delicate body apart, the burning heat reaching deep into my vaginal canal. I felt myself being stretched and expanded in ways I had never experienced before. The experienced pervert immediately realized what he had discovered. "Miss, you must know there's a most sensitive spot in your vagina, right? What's it called? Tell me.

" "No, don't..." The blatant provocation filled me with shame and indignation.

"Hmph!" The stranger thrust his penis forcefully without any restraint, the glans rubbing back and forth against my sensitive, mysterious area. A strong current surged again, my vaginal canal trembled, and thick, sticky fluid overflowed from my uterus, accumulating deep within the expanding cavity of my lower body.

"Uh... Ah!..." I involuntarily gasped, almost letting out a loud groan.

"Tell me! What part of your honey pot feels the best right now? Otherwise, just scream so everyone on the bus can hear you..."

The lewd penis changed to a slow, gentle rotation, the glans sweeping around the slippery mucous membrane and fine clitoris, periodically touching the slightly protruding secret spot.

A surge of electricity finally made me give in: "G, G spot..."

"Tell me, where was it stabbed?"

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