Need To Be In A Busy Bus.

need to be in a busy bus.

busy. bustling. all the seats are taken, and all the overhead clutch bars, too. it's crammed all the way to the very back, and that's exactly where i am, clutching the back of a seat

how embarrassing would it be to have worn a low cut top - no bra of course - and for the bus to take a sharp turn before stopping unexpectedly - causing me to jolt forwards and fall into the laps of those in the seats besides me - the force of the collision and unexpected break of the bus causing my tits to jump with such vigour that as i raise my head and come back to my senses to apologise for landing on someone's lap...

i realise my tits are lying across their thighs, completely exposed.

im hasty to apologise, hasty to try tuck my breasts back beneath the material with a heavy blush on my face

only the pain that runs through my body makes me emit a squeak and stop all movements as i feel one of the seat-holders grab onto my exposed titty, with force enough to bruise the soft flesh

dont apologise, theyre a great pair he speaks. you should show them off more

what? im confused beyond my wits as the man seemed to utter nonsense.

like this - show the world your fucken tits-

before i know it, im pinned to the bus wall. my front pushed into the side of the bus so that my chest is flush with the cold glass of the bus window, a gasp erupting from my throat at the coldness of it. and as i try to tug away from the window, my actions are futile as i realise the man's bodyweight has me pushed flat against the bus wall - unable to move

my face is also smushed into the bus window, and i watch as a boy walking glances up, before his eyes widen - making eye contact with my bare, heavy breast pressed into the bus window.

i close my eyes in horror as i watch his phone raise, taking a photo before the bus begins moving again.

someone help?! what the fuck is happening?! i call out to the rest of the bus for a reasonable person to intervene

don't try call out for help - they're all watching, and they're gonna love watching me rape you even more.

WHAT?!

i dont try hide my scream that time, and straight after the man's words, i feel him flip up my skirt before pushing me even harder into the bus wall as a cry sounded from my throat - a foreign object hammering into my pussy and pushing a greater surface area of my tits against the window as i felt him thrust into me

and when he came to his orgasm?

did he cum inside me?

no, that would've been too merciful - to cum inside me and flip the skirt back down so that nobody but me would know of my assault beneath the clothes

rather, he pulled me back and spurt his cum onto the window which he had pinned me onto

and then, he once again pinned me against the window and dragged me across it like a sponge cleaning a car - making my heavy tits wipe the cum off of the window, telling me to stick my tongue out and face some there too, unless i wanted it all over my face