I'm a teacher of mathematics and I've received my degree, I'm 22 years old, I measure 172 cm, I have blonde hair and green eyes due to my deep timidity, on occasions I let men who don't know how to take advantage of my weakness, detect it and take advantage of it by holding me and touching me without shame, as if they knew I wouldn't say anything.
Different situations kept happening in the most common places and in full view of everyone, but since I didn't react, everything passed normally, like for example, on my first day of work, I took the Chacarita subway to 9 de Julio at 9 am, there were many people and obviously I thought something was going to happen.
As it was my first day, I wore casual summer clothes, a loose dress with a linen belt and white sneakers, informality was one of the conditions they proposed in school.
I got on the subway and everyone seemed suspicious, haha.
Two stations passed and each person was in their own world, until Medrano station arrived, many people got on, an old and fat man sat next to me wearing earphones, listening to the radio because he was mumbling about government topics and I don't know what, economic issues.
A few minutes later, it felt like he was leaning a bit towards me, I started feeling his hand rubbing my butt, as if nothing, I let him, I'm too shy.
The old man took advantage of the situation and shamelessly moved his hand to one of my buttocks, putting his dress inside my booty.
Note how another old man came closer like a accomplice, almost sharing the conversation about the political situation in the country, they started talking and covering each other's hands on my butt, the stations passed, it was a 45-minute stretch.
Without wanting to because I didn't want to disturb them, I looked back and saw one of the old men taking out his cock and showing it off to the other like a pageant.
Achieving their objective since the bulge was very noticeable in our micro-world, they kept moving until they got comfortable behind. my and felt the full magnitude of his cock on me while the other was pushing it in smoothly, as if simulating a public screw. I was already red... things continued until the last stop, we kept interchanging positions, incredible, the worlds that form in public transports. Maybe I'll imagine a Tinto Brass film, I remember because my Uncle Carlo and I used to watch them when I was an adolescent, around 16 or 17, he'd make me sit on his knees while telling me how much he loved Italian comedies, which were his childhood, Carlo was already old, over 60, I'm not sure now and at that time even less haha. It always happened on Saturdays late, I'd visit him, my dad would ask me to go, a widower for a long time, poor... Come, niece, let's watch a movie. At that age, I was a thousand times more innocent than now, Catholic school in Ramos Mejía, very protected by my businessman father until I went to school with a driver and security (that'll be for more stories too) anyway, don't want to get sidetracked... Uncle would ask me to sit on his knees at the micro-cinema he had in the basement of his house in a private neighborhood west of Buenos Aires, I remember a scene where a girl was traveling by subway, left alone in the middle of two old men who were licking each other, it seemed like that part really liked him, he'd repeat it over and over, telling me it was pure art, I was the only one who noticed he wasn't on his knees anymore, but on his cock, which for an old man (now you'll understand something more about life) was quite hard and even very big... I saw that scene a thousand times with Carlo, he loved it... and I couldn't tell him no...Many thanks for the messages topaulalange@outlook.esThey are all very generous with me. The stories are real.
Different situations kept happening in the most common places and in full view of everyone, but since I didn't react, everything passed normally, like for example, on my first day of work, I took the Chacarita subway to 9 de Julio at 9 am, there were many people and obviously I thought something was going to happen.
As it was my first day, I wore casual summer clothes, a loose dress with a linen belt and white sneakers, informality was one of the conditions they proposed in school.
I got on the subway and everyone seemed suspicious, haha.
Two stations passed and each person was in their own world, until Medrano station arrived, many people got on, an old and fat man sat next to me wearing earphones, listening to the radio because he was mumbling about government topics and I don't know what, economic issues.
A few minutes later, it felt like he was leaning a bit towards me, I started feeling his hand rubbing my butt, as if nothing, I let him, I'm too shy.
The old man took advantage of the situation and shamelessly moved his hand to one of my buttocks, putting his dress inside my booty.
Note how another old man came closer like a accomplice, almost sharing the conversation about the political situation in the country, they started talking and covering each other's hands on my butt, the stations passed, it was a 45-minute stretch.
Without wanting to because I didn't want to disturb them, I looked back and saw one of the old men taking out his cock and showing it off to the other like a pageant.
Achieving their objective since the bulge was very noticeable in our micro-world, they kept moving until they got comfortable behind. my and felt the full magnitude of his cock on me while the other was pushing it in smoothly, as if simulating a public screw. I was already red... things continued until the last stop, we kept interchanging positions, incredible, the worlds that form in public transports. Maybe I'll imagine a Tinto Brass film, I remember because my Uncle Carlo and I used to watch them when I was an adolescent, around 16 or 17, he'd make me sit on his knees while telling me how much he loved Italian comedies, which were his childhood, Carlo was already old, over 60, I'm not sure now and at that time even less haha. It always happened on Saturdays late, I'd visit him, my dad would ask me to go, a widower for a long time, poor... Come, niece, let's watch a movie. At that age, I was a thousand times more innocent than now, Catholic school in Ramos Mejía, very protected by my businessman father until I went to school with a driver and security (that'll be for more stories too) anyway, don't want to get sidetracked... Uncle would ask me to sit on his knees at the micro-cinema he had in the basement of his house in a private neighborhood west of Buenos Aires, I remember a scene where a girl was traveling by subway, left alone in the middle of two old men who were licking each other, it seemed like that part really liked him, he'd repeat it over and over, telling me it was pure art, I was the only one who noticed he wasn't on his knees anymore, but on his cock, which for an old man (now you'll understand something more about life) was quite hard and even very big... I saw that scene a thousand times with Carlo, he loved it... and I couldn't tell him no...Many thanks for the messages topaulalange@outlook.esThey are all very generous with me. The stories are real.
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