Chloe hated having to ride the trains to and from work. Her car was smashed into by some arsehole, while it was parked out the front of her friends place two weekends ago. So until she could save up some money for the repairs, trains and buses were her only option. She was reading a good book to pass the time, but it couldn't block out her horrible surroundings. The trains were always the fucking same. Dirty and vandalised, with seedy looking passengers, some asleep on the seats. Chloe stopped reading her book and suddenly felt nauseous, sure that the overly rich pasta she'd had for lunch was rising. Even though it was nearly midnight, Chloe still couldn't believe she was the only female in the carriage.
She looked around and counted five men. Two of the men looked like they lived on the street, the other three were a mixture; fairly old and not the sort of people she would associate with. She buried her face back into her book. At the next stop, the three homeless looking men got off, and she was relieved, the smell had been nauseating. Lost in her book, Chloe didn't look up again until two stops later, when she noticed that the only remaining passenger was about to get off. Just as the doors were about to shut, three young men clambered aboard, They were obviously under the influence of something or other; talking loudly whilst pushing and shoving each other, laughing hysterically the whole time.
Chloe started to feel uncomfortable and thought about going into the toilet and staying there till her stop, but that was at least an hour away. Snap out of it dickhead! As if they'll even notice you're there. Just read your book and grow up! She said to herself. Feeling more at ease she started reading again. Now fully immersed in her book, Chloe jumped with surprise as one of the young men plonked himself down on the seat next to her, and with way too much confidence for her liking, introduced himself as Nick.
When she smiled thinly and put her head back into the book, he loudly said "Hey don't be stuck up I just wanted to talk to you. Maybe find out your name?" Chloe looked at him for a second, concerned with his attitude, thinking how things could easily get sour real quick.
"My name is Chloe, nice to meet you Nick" and with another smile started to read again.
"What's your problem Chloe? Not very fucking friendly are you?" Chloe started to feel really uncomfortable, especially when the other two guys sat down.
"Hi guys, Big night out huh?" she said trying to smile warmly. They all laughed and agreed.
"Yeah pretty big so far," one replied. "And what about you, what's your story? Bit late to be on a train by yourself." He asked staring at her chest.
"Um, I'm just heading home from work, nothing special that's for sure," she said with a slight tremble in her voice.
"So where's your boyfriend Chloe? Nick asked. She felt a twinge of panic as her stomach knotted with apprehension.
"I don't have one at the moment actually" She replied, feeling herself blush slightly.
"What? A drop dead gorgeous girl like you should have guys lining up!"
Chloe smiled weakly. "You would think so wouldn't you, but no not at the moment"
Nick moved as close as he could to her and with false empathy whispered softly in her ear, "I could be your boyfriend sweetheart, well at least for tonight" And he brazenly put a hand on her thigh, just above her knee.
Chloe let out a nervous little laugh and said "You seem like a nice guy, but you're a little too young for me" Nick feigned offense, and he puffed out his chest.
"Hey I'm twenty! How is that too young? What are you forty or something?"
Chloe smiled "Do I look forty? Gee thanks a lot! Actually I'm twenty seven" Nothing was said for far too long, her discomfort growing rapidly, until Nick broke the silence.
"Are you telling me you wouldn't like a fit and horny twenty year old catering to your every desire?" He leaned back against the seat with her and moved his hand higher on her leg coming to rest in the middle of her creamy white thigh. Chloe felt a small surge of panic as she contemplated her situation, not knowing what to do, she told herself to relax anyway, and that these guys were harmless; just young and full of cum, that's all.
Nick gave her thigh a little pat and said "I mean what could be better? Mmmm, I reckon three horny young men would HAVE to be better! " At this comment his two mates laughed and both moved a little closer, increasing her feeling of discomfort, now amplified with apprehension. She couldn't think of what to say or do and felt a growing sense of unease, only able to offer a weak smile, while she crossed her legs, not thinking about what she was doing, she trapped Nick's hand between her thighs, and he instantly grinned wolfishly.
"That's better Chloe hmm mmm" He said as he started working his hand higher. She squeezed her thighs shut tight, stopping any more northward movement from his hand, and told him quietly that his hand shouldn't be there.
"You're right Chloe!" Nick removed his hand from her thighs and placed it directly on the swell of her left breast, saying; "It should be here!" Chloe pushed his hand away violently but he kept up his assault and after a brief struggle, his hand was back on her tit, squeezing it roughly.
"Yeah baby that feels so hot" And before her brain could process what was happening, his other hand was on her right breast, squeezing and kneading them both. After using all her strength trying to remove his hands, she could feel defeat looming. Her hands were now weakly holding his wrists and she knew it was impossible to stop his molestation.
Chloe felt stricken with fear now, her paralysed brain trying to work out what the fuck was happening to her; but all she could come up with was more fear and a rising panic inside of her. After a very long twenty seconds she tried again to remove Nick's groping hands, firmly stating that she didn't want to be touched like that.
"Don't you like sex Chloe? Come on everyone LOVES sex! I mean what's not to enjoy about it!?" Nick taunted her.
"My sexual behaviour is no-one's business but my own, thank you" She knew she had failed at sounding superior and self- assured and they knew it too, all three of them laughing lightly, their stares adding to her discomfort. Chloe felt like a deer in headlights, unable to move or think properly, her brain frozen with fear, head down, hoping that it would just end. Nick stopped feeling her tits to put an arm around her other hand resting on her thigh.
"I love sex. How about you guys?" Nick spoke with a calm confidence that was quite unsettling, smiling when his mates both replied.
"We both love sex and know how great we are at it!" they spoke in unison and all three laughed loudly together, soon after Nick turned to her.
"See everyone loves sex Chloe!" And slowly stroked his hand on her thigh, "I'm willing to bet big money, that you love sex too Chloe, you probably crave it! But I will have a guess, and say that your boyfriend broke it off with you, oh... at least a year ago, and you have not been with anyone else at all, since he left, am I close?"
Chloe sat there not knowing what to say. She had caught her boyfriend fucking some young slut, roughly six months ago; leading him to tell her to fuck off, if she couldn't put up with it. She had been devastated by his blatant lack of love, and she was still finding it hard to trust men, even now, her only sexual activity was with her dildo and vibrator. Chloe had become a pro and got right in to it, working herself to consistently good orgasms that satisfied her in more ways than one, but also leaving herself feeling lonely and hollow after she was done.
She was so pissed off that this little cunt was right, that she gave her best sexy smile and said looking straight at him.