Beginning in 2020, something started to change in the world. The ratio of males born to females changed drastically. For approximately every 300 women birthed, only one male child came into the world. The world's best scientists tried to sort out the problem, but no one could figure out precisely what was causing it. By 2060, there were very few young men in the world compared to young women, and the gender ratio continued to worsen as older generations passed on.
As a result, customs and laws changed. Marriage disappeared. Sexuality became a more open occurrence. By 2040, laws in the United States and other countries changed, allowing men and women to engage in sexual activity anywhere they liked. By 2050, it was customary for women to proposition a man (if they could find one) in public and for sexual acts to take place in public.
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Mike was focused on his phone, reading the news from his seat on his way into the office. That was typical on his morning commute. And, as usual, he was the only man on a crowded train car. Standing next to him on the car was a group of four schoolgirls. It was not uncommon for Mike to draw attention from women. He was an attractive, fit 30-year old man, and there weren't many men his age in the world anymore.
One of the girls approached him. "Excuse me, sir, I'm Stacy. And these are my three friends, Tara, Addison, and Michelle." She gestured at each of her friends as she stated their names.
Mike scanned the three women. Stacy was the most classically attractive of the three. She was incredibly fit, with breasts unfairly sized for her petite body, and she had long, blonde hair. She stood above Mike, in front of her three friends and smiled down at him, batting her blue eyes. Tara was gorgeous as well, with shoulder-length light brown hair. She was petite, short and fit, with shining hazel eyes. Addison was also a great looking girl. She had long, dark brown hair, a slim, tight, athletic body, and pretty brown eyes.
Mike was not as enamored with Michelle. She was blonde and curvy with blue eyes, but he preferred athletic women. Mike guessed that some men would be attracted to Michelle, but she wasn't exactly his type.
Stacy went on, "None of the four of us have had sex in several months, and we're really hoping you'll indulge us until you reach your stop. We're all over 18. We're on our way to class at the college downtown, and we'd really appreciate it if you'd help us get our pussies off."
These sorts of propositions were not uncommon, and Mike often had to say no. But today he was in a generous mood, so he responded, "Sure. But I'm going to continue catching up on the news, and when we get to my stop at Harrison, I'm getting off the train—whether you're done or not. So it would be wise to be efficient."
"Oh, and by the way, my name's Mike."
"Nice to meet you!" Stacy responded. She and her friends were delighted, and Stacy immediately began to unclothe. She began to unbutton her white top. In her haste, she unfastened the top two buttons, and then just pulled the rest of her top over her head. She reached behind herself and quickly unclasped her white, lacy bra, which fell unceremoniously to the floor of the train. In one motion, she unbuttoned her jeans, and pulled them and her panties straight to the ground.
Stacy dropped to her knees in front of Mike, who was still buried in his phone. She unbuttoned his pants, and tugged his pants and his boxers to his knees.
Stacy didn't have a lot of space to operate, but she made it work. At this time of day, there wasn't an abundance of extra space on the train. Stacy put her mouth around Mike's cock, which immediately begin to stiffen. He continued to pay no attention to Stacy, instead focusing on an article on the recent political turmoil in Eastern Europe. Behind Stacy, Tara, Addison, and Michelle had removed their clothes as well. They didn't care about, and the rest of the train barely seemed to notice, their public nudity. All three focused their sole attention on the blow job Stacy was giving to Mike. As she stared lustily at Mike, Tara dropped a hand between her legs and began to openly masturbate. She spread her legs apart and leaned onto Michelle for support.
Stacy now had Mike's penis at full attention, so she stood up and turned around, facing her friends. Grinning at them she said, "Girls, I've really needed some cock badly these last few weeks." At that, she slowly slid her pussy over Mike's rock-hard member, groaning in delight as he filled her. "Oh shit, that's nice," she said. As Mike sat in his seat on the train, Stacy put her hands on his knees, put her feet flat on the floor, and with her back to Mike began bouncing happily on top of him. Her generous breasts bounced as her body moved up and down. As she squatted on Mike's dick with her legs in between his and her knees close together, she moaned audibly. "You have a great cock," she gasped.
On his end, Mike continued to not notice, instead focusing on his phone. His assistant had sent an email a moment ago, notifying him of a problem with a major account. He dialed his office, and his assistant answered immediately.
Entirely ignoring the girl riding his dick, Mike started an animated conversation with his assistant.
"Hi Charlene-no. I'll be in shortly. Thanks for notifying me about the DuPont situation. You're going to have to clear my schedule this morning . . . Yes, yes. I know. I've moved that meeting three times already, but you'll just have to schedule it again. Thanks. I'll see you soon."
As Mike sorted out his morning schedule, Stacy was starting to get carried away with her fucking. She was bouncing up and down faster and faster. Her breathing quickened, and she began to whimper.
Tara, Addison and Michelle were all openly masturbating now. All three were reaching their hands between their legs, eagerly rubbing at their clits. Tara and Michelle leaned against each other for support, while they frigged themselves. Meanwhile Addison, the shyest of the group, held onto an overhead support while she fingered her pussy.
Stacy, in the meantime, was humping Mike faster still. "Oh god. You guys. I'm gonna-you guys-I'm going-to come-so hard," she managed to grunt out. For weeks, Stacy had been aching for a good fucking, and, now that she was getting one, her pent up orgasm was going to be enormous.
Stacy was sweating now, bouncing violently up and down, with her eyes shut tight. "You guys-are gonna-love-fucking him. Oh god. I'm gonna! Come! Look at me! Girls! I'm cummmming!" Stacy shouted, her eyes opening wide at the moment her orgasm struck. Her pussy contracted around Mike's member as she came. Juice flowed out of her pussy, down Mike's shaft, onto his testicles, and began dripping on the floor. "Oh god, oh god, oh god . . .," Stacy whimpered, as her orgasm slowly subsided.
Mike remained oblivious. It was so routine for a woman to fuck him until she orgasmed that the event just wasn't remarkable. Tara and Michelle, however, were both aware that Stacy had finished. Together, they pulled Stacy's limp body off Mike and deposited it unceremoniously on the train car floor. Then they both moved to take Stacy's place. Grabbing at each other, they jockeyed for position. After a couple seconds of wrestling, Tara managed to get ahold of a tuft of Michelle's hair, and painfully tugged Michelle to the ground by her scalp. Michelle landed on her ass and reflexively reached up to hold her burning head where Tara had yanked her down. Tara, meanwhile, was already stroking Mike's penis with her hands. She had positioned her long, athletic legs around him, preparing for her cockride.
Looking up, dejected, Michelle scowled, "What the hell, Tara? The last time we all fucked a guy together, you got to screw before me. This time I should get to go before you!"
"No way, bitch," Tara shot back, stroking Mike with both of her hands at the same time. "Look at this cock. It's perfect. I'm dying for it. And as horny as I am, I'll be quick. If I get off as fast as Stacy did, you'll get your turn in no time." At that, Tara lowered her sopping pussy over Mike's still-hard member. "Ohhhh. That's nice," she said, as she enveloped him.
"You're the worst bff a girl could have," Michelle spouted. She started masturbating again, this time lying on the floor before the fucking couple.
"Just chill out, Michelle" Tara chided. "I'm trying to enjoy this. Don't be a buzzkill." Tara was facing Mike and had her knees planted on the seat on either side of his body. She started rolling her hips back and forth with his stiff rod inside her. As she fucked him, she put her skinny arms around his neck, and her firm breasts brushed against Mike's chest and face.
While Tara humped Mike and Stacy rubbed her pussy on the floor, Addison was still standing, her legs wide apart and her knees slightly bent. She was really getting into her masturbation now, her right hand pressing hard as it circled her clit. Addison was much more demure than the other three girls. She would never consider fighting with one of them about who would get to fuck a guy first. Masturbating to orgasm while watching her friends nail a guy was enough fun for Addison.
