Outsiders to the city often commented on the lack of children in the streets of Everwind - but of course they were all in school. When the portal had opened - the city had set a number of incentives in place to try and increase the number of Everwind pioneers that could go through. There was the money given to the mother at each successful birth of course - not an insignificant sum - but then there was the medical benefits, tax breaks, free schooling, housing, and nutrition for each child born in the city. Mothers got two years paid maternity leave, in addition to the community centers where free high quality childcare was always available.
The population had boomed. The children were trained to be pioneers and sent into the wilds of Cystren as soon as they graduated - most boys chose to anyway, the girls often opted to wait behind - following their boyfriends and husbands when they wrote. In the meantime these girls usually tried to make their living by following the incentives laid out for them. Getting pregnant wasn't always easy in a city with nearly twice the number of women than men - and so women had begun simply making themselves available.
Her trolley came - and she stepped onto it. It was perfectly acceptable to have a man use you in public, any woman would jump at the chance to be filled with cum - but masturbating in public was still frowned on. Nonetheless she was turned on, by the cum sliding out of her, by the man's scent still clinging to her skin, from the phantom sensation of his thrusting. She had been close when he finished.
Surreptitiously she moved her legs together, feeling how wet the cum made her, but there wasn't enough friction, glancing around she slipped a hand through her skirts, her fingers sliding between her legs as she tried to recapture the sensation of his thrusting. The memory of his cock filling her, the way he had kissed her neck, it all sent shivers down her spine.
She moaned inaudibly, her eyes darting around to make sure no one was watching. The trolley was crowded, but most of the passengers were too absorbed in their own thoughts or conversations to notice her discreet movements. There was a woman being used in the back, and her soft moans felt like they might mask for her.
Her fingers found her clit, and she gasped as she rubbed it gently. The sensation was intense, but it wasn't enough. She needed more.
She slid a finger inside herself, mimicking the way he had filled her moments before. It wasn't the same, but it was close enough. She could feel her arousal building, her body responding to the memory of his touch.
A young man got on the trolley and looked around.
"Anyone up for a shag?" he asked.
A chorus of female voices confirmed.
"I'm already wet," she said loudly, smiling.
"Oh that's great, he said approaching her, "I appreciate it," he said as he sank his cock into her depths, watched by envious eyes.
