After a long time, I'm back with a new short plot.
I hope you like it.
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(Yi+¹⁸ with multiple men)
The public train was unusually crowded today. Everywhere, people were packed in like sardines; it was nearly impossible to move more than a few inches without elbowing someone in the face. Amidst the chaos, a young Øman with piercing blue eyes and silky black hair struggled to find a seat.
His name was Yi Tangyun, but everyone called him Yi.
He was new to this city and had never used public transportation before; he was both excited and nervous about the experience. As he made his way through the throng of people, he couldn’t help but feel a strange sense of anticipation building within him. It was almost as if he knew that something unspeakably wonderful was about to happen.
And then it did.
As Yi searched for a place to sit, a strong, masculine hand gripped his shoulder. He turned around, expecting to see a friendly face offering him a seat, but instead he found himself staring into the cold, hard eyes of a rough-looking man in his mid-40's.
The man’s hand travelled down his arm, grasping his wrist firmly, and before Yi could react, he was being pulled onto the man’s låp. “Here,” the man gr0wled, “you can sit here.”
Yi felt a blush creeping up his neck as he realized where the man expected him to sit. But before he could protest or apologize, the man’s other hand snaked around his waịst, pulling him more closer. Yi’s b0dy was now sandwiched between the man’s strong th*ghs, his b*tt was mere c0ms away from the man’s cr*tch.
He could feel the man’s er*ction pressing against his st0mach, and despite himself, a strange sense of excitement began to course through his ve!ns. Being seated on the mans låp side ways, making the clothed c*ck to p0ke on his side waịst st0m*ch.
As the train lurched forward, the man’s grip on Yi tightened, holding him firmly in place. Yi tried to breathe deeply, to calm his racing heart, but it was no use. The man’s b0dy heat was intoxicating, and the way the man’s hænd moved possessively over his h!p sent shịvers down his spịne. He couldn’t help but wonder what it would feel like to be t0uched more ıntịmately by this stranger.
Before he could dwell on the thought any further, Yi felt another hand reach around and c0p his bræsts. He gasped, his eyes widening in surprise and plæsure. The man squ**zed gently, maßßaging his sensitive ni**le through the fabric of his shirt. Yi arč̣hed his back, pressing his b0dy against the man’s er*ction, wanting more.
“Mmmmhhhhhh….aauuuhhh”
The train continued on its journey, and as it did, more men in the train took notice of Yi. Some ləwd comments and whißtles filled the air, but Yi barely registered them. All he could focus on was the hænd that still held him close, the man’s other hand tæsing and careßßing his bræsts ịnsịde his shirt.
As the train lurched to a stop, the man finally released him, pushing him roughly off his låp. Yi stumbled forward, his face flushed with des!re and embarrassment. He glanced around, half-expecting to see the man waiting for him, but he was nowhere to be found. A new group of men had taken his place, crowding around him, their hænds gr*ping at his b0dy curves, their l!ps whißpering ləwd suggestions into his ear.
Yi closed his eyes, trying to block out the sensory overloaded. Soon he saw an old man with his d!rty smirk put his hænd uɲder his skirt, Yi shivered at the cold to^ch on his pu!!y. He continued to caress Yi's m0*nds until his s*lk came out. The old man l*cked the rest and left with his pa*t!es.
Yi's anxiety grew as passengers exited the train, while he remained stuck. With hesitation, he approached the Train Conductor (TC), who had been watching his predicament.
"I don't have my pa*ty," Yi admitted in embarrassment, his voice trembling. "That man took away my panty sneakily." He licked own lips nervously, his puppy-like eyes pleading for mercy.
The TC's expression darkened as he hold Yi's skirt upwård and r*bbed his th*mb over his wɛt pü!!y. His satisfaction grew as he found only a used č̣um dr!pp!ng from !nside. He looked up, meeting Yi's desperate gaze.
Without a word, the TC guided Yi to a seat on his sh*ft, adjusting for him to stay until they reached their limits. The journey was marked by intense m**ning and sk!n sla**ing, punctuated by sneaky ki**es between them.
As the train pulled into Yi's station, the TC accompanied him off the train. Before parting ways, he handed him a piece of paper with his phone number. "For any help in the future," he said with a hu!gry gleam.
With a pæt on his dr!pp!ng pü!!y, the TC bid Yi farewell, leaving him with a sense of shæme and wonder.
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Hi, guys---
I can share more intense moments like this in my Post Stories.
So I want accurate feedback from you, without any report or blockage!
I will take unfamiliar characters and plots in this case, I hope you still don't have any problems!
If so, my Post Stories are not for you.
I hope I am clear in my words.
Now you can read, but of course don't forget to Like, Comment, and Follow.
Bye Bunnies 🐰 💜 😘 👋
(Yi+¹⁸ with multiple men)
The public train was unusually crowded today. Everywhere, people were packed in like sardines; it was nearly impossible to move more than a few inches without elbowing someone in the face. Amidst the chaos, a young Øman with piercing blue eyes and silky black hair struggled to find a seat.
His name was Yi Tangyun, but everyone called him Yi.
He was new to this city and had never used public transportation before; he was both excited and nervous about the experience. As he made his way through the throng of people, he couldn’t help but feel a strange sense of anticipation building within him. It was almost as if he knew that something unspeakably wonderful was about to happen.
And then it did.
As Yi searched for a place to sit, a strong, masculine hand gripped his shoulder. He turned around, expecting to see a friendly face offering him a seat, but instead he found himself staring into the cold, hard eyes of a rough-looking man in his mid-40's.
The man’s hand travelled down his arm, grasping his wrist firmly, and before Yi could react, he was being pulled onto the man’s låp. “Here,” the man gr0wled, “you can sit here.”
Yi felt a blush creeping up his neck as he realized where the man expected him to sit. But before he could protest or apologize, the man’s other hand snaked around his waịst, pulling him more closer. Yi’s b0dy was now sandwiched between the man’s strong th*ghs, his b*tt was mere c0ms away from the man’s cr*tch.
He could feel the man’s er*ction pressing against his st0mach, and despite himself, a strange sense of excitement began to course through his ve!ns. Being seated on the mans låp side ways, making the clothed c*ck to p0ke on his side waịst st0m*ch.
As the train lurched forward, the man’s grip on Yi tightened, holding him firmly in place. Yi tried to breathe deeply, to calm his racing heart, but it was no use. The man’s b0dy heat was intoxicating, and the way the man’s hænd moved possessively over his h!p sent shịvers down his spịne. He couldn’t help but wonder what it would feel like to be t0uched more ıntịmately by this stranger.
Before he could dwell on the thought any further, Yi felt another hand reach around and c0p his bræsts. He gasped, his eyes widening in surprise and plæsure. The man squ**zed gently, maßßaging his sensitive ni**le through the fabric of his shirt. Yi arč̣hed his back, pressing his b0dy against the man’s er*ction, wanting more.
“Mmmmhhhhhh….aauuuhhh”
The train continued on its journey, and as it did, more men in the train took notice of Yi. Some ləwd comments and whißtles filled the air, but Yi barely registered them. All he could focus on was the hænd that still held him close, the man’s other hand tæsing and careßßing his bræsts ịnsịde his shirt.
As the train lurched to a stop, the man finally released him, pushing him roughly off his låp. Yi stumbled forward, his face flushed with des!re and embarrassment. He glanced around, half-expecting to see the man waiting for him, but he was nowhere to be found. A new group of men had taken his place, crowding around him, their hænds gr*ping at his b0dy curves, their l!ps whißpering ləwd suggestions into his ear.
Yi closed his eyes, trying to block out the sensory overloaded. Soon he saw an old man with his d!rty smirk put his hænd uɲder his skirt, Yi shivered at the cold to^ch on his pu!!y. He continued to caress Yi's m0*nds until his s*lk came out. The old man l*cked the rest and left with his pa*t!es.
Yi's anxiety grew as passengers exited the train, while he remained stuck. With hesitation, he approached the Train Conductor (TC), who had been watching his predicament.
"I don't have my pa*ty," Yi admitted in embarrassment, his voice trembling. "That man took away my panty sneakily." He licked own lips nervously, his puppy-like eyes pleading for mercy.
The TC's expression darkened as he hold Yi's skirt upwård and r*bbed his th*mb over his wɛt pü!!y. His satisfaction grew as he found only a used č̣um dr!pp!ng from !nside. He looked up, meeting Yi's desperate gaze.
Without a word, the TC guided Yi to a seat on his sh*ft, adjusting for him to stay until they reached their limits. The journey was marked by intense m**ning and sk!n sla**ing, punctuated by sneaky ki**es between them.
As the train pulled into Yi's station, the TC accompanied him off the train. Before parting ways, he handed him a piece of paper with his phone number. "For any help in the future," he said with a hu!gry gleam.
With a pæt on his dr!pp!ng pü!!y, the TC bid Yi farewell, leaving him with a sense of shæme and wonder.
........................................
Hi, guys---
I can share more intense moments like this in my Post Stories.
So I want accurate feedback from you, without any report or blockage!
I will take unfamiliar characters and plots in this case, I hope you still don't have any problems!
If so, my Post Stories are not for you.
I hope I am clear in my words.
Now you can read, but of course don't forget to Like, Comment, and Follow.
Bye Bunnies 🐰 💜 😘 👋
