At the train station near the elevator, I spotted a girl completely absorbed in her phone.
She occasionally glanced around but headed alone toward the platform.
I followed her onto the same train, walking behind while staring intently.
First, I slowly lifted her skirt, thinking it'd be fun to shoot some upskirt shots from a low angle.
She was wearing a sexy thong, giving off a slutty vibe.
I couldn't resist touching her, but she weakly blocked me with her hand.
Ignoring her, I groped her breasts over her clothes while lifting her skirt again, starting to finger her through her panties.
She shook her head, pretending to resist, but her weak defense showed she wasn't really opposed.
I showed her the wetness on my fingers, but she refused to admit anything.
So I slipped my hand under her blouse to tweak her nipples and attacked her pussy with a vibrator.
She was clearly turned on, desperately trying to hold back—her cute, horny expression was irresistible—so I shoved the vibrator inside her panties.
"Does it feel good?" I asked. She shook her head, blatantly lying.
But her body betrayed her—her hips trembling in tiny shakes was proof enough.
Pressing the vibrator harder against her pussy and adding hand pressure, she even blurted out that she wanted to get pregnant.
I guided her idle hand down to my cock and made her jerk me off.
The vibrator must've hit the perfect spot—her strained, desperate expression was absolutely intoxicating.
When I pulled it out, her fingers were slick with juice, and her panties were soaked.
Pulling her panties down, I finally met her dripping wet pussy.
As I gently kneaded her slit, she started squirting in streams—mission accomplished.
Taking advantage of her submissive state, I suggested getting off at the next stop, but she shook her head and refused.
Forcibly making her disembark mid-route, I dragged her into a restroom.
She froze up, scared and quiet. I pulled her close, trying to undress her, and reluctantly, she took off her sweater.
But when I reached into her bra to play with her tits,
"Stop it," "No," "I don't want to..."—
Why was she still resisting this much at this point?
Fine, time to bring out the vibrator again.
Even as she protested, her body responded honestly, quickly slipping into a slutty, aroused state.
Still, she stubbornly insisted, "Stop it..."
When I asked if it felt good, she shook her head, so
as punishment, I roughly took her from behind with bareback doggystyle.
The moment I entered, a lewd moan slipped out.
I ripped off her blouse, gripped her hips tightly, and started thrusting hard.
I pushed aside her camisole and bra, exposing her tits.
She cried out in desperate, sensual moans with every thrust—so damn hot.
When she said she was about to cum, she whimpered, "Stop..." "No..."
But she didn't resist, so I mercilessly finished with a creampie.
After climaxing, I kept her pussy full, letting her feel every pulse as I pumped my cum deep into her womb.
She fixed her clothes slowly, as if she'd given up on everything.
I watched her for a moment, then quietly walked away.
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