Timestop: The Train Ride – Chapter 2 [nc][rape][M/F]

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DISCLAIMERS

Please read!

Sorry if this story breaks any rules. Just remove it if it does. My stuff is crazy gross

These disclaimers are to help you know if my story is for you or not. I don’t want to spring things on anyone. Back out now if any of this doesn’t sound like your kind of thing!

The POINT of my writing is to combine VIOLENCE, HORROR, and EXTREME TABOO themes, trying to creep myself out as I write. This whole story is told through the eyes of a VILLAIN. If you do not enjoy very dark themes, this is not for you!

This one will be 6 parts total once I get them all uploaded. Just be warned, each one gets more intense!

This is a work of fiction. I do not condone any of the things I write about. All characters are 18+.

FETISH WARNINGS

-Gross and creepy sniffing / tasting (sweat, asshole, everything)

-Intense rape / sadism / violence towards woman

-Anal abuse

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CHAPTER 2

I awake to the perfect silence again, the world still frozen around me. I had shifted off of the Bitch in my sleep. I now lay at her side, my face at her hip, my leg over her mess of a face, my arm resting on her stomach and pussy mound. I’m cuddled up to her thighs like a pillow.

No idea how long I was out, but I slept great. While I lay waking up for a few minutes, I grab and rub at her pussy through her cute little light green panties like it’s there for my use alone. A bit of dried blood and deep teeth marks still there on that exposed inner thigh next to me. But she’s such a comfy pillow, I nuzzle and hug her thigh as I ponder what to do next.

I grab her around the waist, pulling her close, and roll to my back, pulling her over on top of me in 69 position. My head between her thighs, I have a view of her panties, with her ripped open dark gray joggers splayed and draping down around her exposed crotch. A bit of one asscheek showing. I’m enveloped and surrounded by her feminine scent.

I notice that tender spot in between thigh and pussy, the inner crease of the leg. I bury my face there, rubbing back and forth between panty-covered pussy and thick thigh, inhaling, getting a faint smell of sweat, but still sweet, warm. I lick and suck and bite at this area hard, enjoying one of the softest parts of a woman.

I reach up and grab her ripped sweatpants and aggressively rip more of it, exposing more of her bare ass. A light bite mark right in the middle of one asscheek. I forgot I did that. Poor girl. I kiss and lick at her panties and her thighs on either side of me as I rip more.

My cock starting to harden again, I feel around for the Bitch’s head, grab some hair and lift. It takes some adjusting, smearing her stupid spit-caked hair out of the way, but finally I get her mouth over my cock and bury myself in her wet hole again. I’m halfway hard, so I just leave it there to stiffen up inside her mouth as I go.

My hands back to her ass, I play around with her bare cheeks. They really are the perfect amount. More than a skinny girl like her would normally have, more than a handful but not too much. I jiggle and squeeze them, giving them hard slaps over and over just to watch them ripple and wave, inches away from my face.

Her panties are a normal sort of low-rise style, hugging tight, partially covering her ass, but revealing plenty. Cute, pale green, expensive. Soft and super thin to the touch. The shape of her pussy fairly visible against the cloth. With my tongue and lips I trace the outline of little pussy lips beneath. I grab the waistband and drag them higher up, slowly giving her a wedgie, revealing more and more asscheek, pinching tighter and tighter on pussy.

I play around like this. Pulling, slapping with my other hand, rubbing it all with my tongue and nose, inhaling over and over. I get more aggressive. Pulling her wedgie higher and higher, until it looks like a thong tight up her ass. She grooms herself perfectly, not a hair in sight… until I keep pulling and get closer to the center. Little stray closely-trimmed hairs start popping out from under her panties. I lick at them and nuzzle her crotch.

My cock continues growing inside her mouth. I begin slowly thrusting my hips up and down subconsciously, the perfect in-and-out stimulation to accompany my activities at her groin. Saliva drips steadily down around my cock, disgustingly perfect.

Her panties are pulled so high up her crotch, her pussy starts to get squeezed out on either side. A bit of puffy flesh, covered in neatly short-cropped dark pubes. That tastefully scruffy look that’s thankfully so in-style nowadays. Then a bit of inner labia slips out, pinched painfully tight by the pulled cloth. Dark pink, sticky, grotesque but delicious looking.

Her panties pulled as high as they’ll go, I see darker brown skin, the edges of her asshole peeking out from under fabric. More stray hairs, some longer, unseen and forgotten about in her shaving.

This sort of wedgie would be very painful if she was awake. She’d be squealing and writhing, making me let go at all cost. But with her frozen in time, instead I can pull even harder. I wrench my arm upward as hard as I can, lifting her up off me a bit. The fabric is strong. I let her down, then yank up again, bouncing her up and down as hard as I can, grunting with the effort, my cock flexing rock hard in her mouth.

I grab her around the waist with my other arm, keeping her from lifting up again, and then thrust her wedgie up with one final punch toward the ceiling…. and the panties finally rip open, waistband still connected around her waist, but the crotch totally torn in half and splayed open. Revealing lightly hair-covered pussy and asshole, skin bright red and raw from the intense wedgie, a bit of broken skin on her taint starting to ooze the tiniest droplets of blood.

I admire the sight, “Fucking hell”. She’s so sexy even with the damage. Her pussy lips are a dark pink little rose, parting in the center, the tiniest gape in her cunthole beckoning something to be shoved in. Framing around that is just the right amount of dark hair, making her look like a natural woman. Her tiny dark brown asshole puckered and wrinkly. A slight sheen of wetness, both a bit of sweat and maybe a natural stickiness from her pussy, coating everything. And then the full musk hits me dead on, sharp and pungent, a bit of sweaty sourness. But still mostly sweet and enticing.

Holding her asscheeks to bring her into me, I bury my face into her damp pussy, yelling a muffled shout of pleasure into her. I lick at her folds and pubes, drive my tongue directly in her parted hole, tasting all the salty, sour juices. I spread her cheeks violently wide to open everything up more, her pussy lips parting too. I dig around with my tongue until I find her tiny little pisshole. I suck and swirl my tongue, tasting the lingering saltiness of piss.

I plant my feet on the blankets below for better leverage and thrust my hips up and down rapidly. Her suspended head bouncing freely onto my cock buried deep into her mouth, the tip driving in and out of the entrance of her throat. No gagging, just sloppy sloshing sounds.

I dig my entire nose into her pussy hole next, snorting in and out, breathing only through her cunt. Smothered, my nose sticky with her slime. My fingers digging into her asscheeks, pulling her flesh tight around my face to block out the world and suffocate myself. Then I wrench free for breath. Then dive in again, like I’m trying to push all the way to her womb with my nose.

While I dive, I can lick and taste the front of her mound and even her clit. I lightly bite her tiny clit, the nub soft and tender between my teeth. I suck it in as hard as I can, then pull back from her to see how red and swollen I can get it. My rough actions would be literal torture to a girl normally.

I look up and see that little brown asshole again. I’m not normally into butt stuff. But I reach my hand down from over her asscheek, and rub my finger around on her dirty little asshole. The wrinkled texture something I don’t often get to experience. So cute yet disgusting, sticky and damp to the touch. I grab one of the longer stray hairs near the asshole and pull, plucking it roughly.

I never usually even want to do this, the shitty smell always such a turnoff. But I have to give a sniff. I lightly test it out. Yeah its asshole, musky and sour, my face puckering. Add to that the sweaty musk and the fact that she hasn’t showered all day, sitting on this train, sick and coughing and trying to sleep, and being a piece of human trash to everyone around.

“Damn it of course you smell like shit you fucking cunt.” How dare this bitch not keep herself prepared at all times for treatment like this. How dare this cunt not present her body as it was intended to be used.

My cock softens a bit in her throat, and my anger rises, taking me out of the heavenly bliss I was in. I roll her off me and sit up, my wet dick flopping out of her sloppy mouth. I aggressively position her into doggy style on the floor. Her face lying on a cheek, slobber leaking out. Dark hair a mess covering her face completely. White sweater still covering her torso, she lies tits flat down on the blankets, propped on her knees with her bare ass sticking up high. Ripped, light green panties hanging around her waist, ripped dark gray sweatpants hanging halfway down her thighs, little blue socks on her feet.

“You fucking bitch, don’t you clean yourself? I can’t fuck you in the ass, it’s too gross. Well I can at least do this, can’t I?” Without permission, without warning, without warming up to it, I grab her by an asscheek with one hand, place the index finger of my other hand up to her butt, and I force a dry finger into her mostly dry asshole. Without her reflexes to squeeze and stop me, I slide in, but it’s tight. This would be so painful. I don’t stop, forcing one knuckle in, then two, bottoming all the way in as hard and as fast as I can. The feeling is disgusting yet so sexy. Smooth and extremely tight.

I back out halfway then drive my finger in all the way again. Out then in, over and over as hard as I can. I can feel something tear, wetness around my finger. “You’re not so fucking hot are you? Perfect little angel?”

And it’s releasing a slight musk into the air, my cock softens more, making me more angry.

Change of pace. I pull my finger out. God I don’t even want to look. Blood and who knows what else. I go straight to the restroom nearby and wash my hands. I have to take a quick break. I take a piss in the restroom, then sit for a snack and a drink at my seat. I come back feeling recharged.

I return and see this crumpled girl still frozen in time. Her ass left sticking straight in the air, bleeding a tiny bit from her asshole. “Let’s get you cleaned up before we continue.”

I find some wet wipes I had in my bag at my seat. I also grab some of the Bitch’s bags. She’s got about twice as many as you’re allowed, but whatever. I open up a few until I find her clothes. Seems like all clean but that’s ok, I’ve had enough of her dirty smells for a bit anyway. Nice expensive clothes, wow, really sexy stuff too. And bras, and… there we go her underwear near the bottom. She’s got boy shorts, and thongs, even a lacy bikini style one. I toss it all down near her and face her again.

I hold my breath and quickly clean her stupid ass up. Then I grab a handful of her panties from her bag. “We need to plug this nasty thing up.” I take a pair, wrapping the cloth around my finger, roughly pushing it straight into her slightly gaping asshole, feeding it more and more with each jab of my finger. I grab another pair of panties, this one lacy red, and start jabbing it in too. It’s tight, getting very cramped, no way another fits after this one.

I step back and admire the sight, this girl with her ass in the air, asshole stuffed with her own panties, a bit of the red cloth sticking out like a butt plug.

“Hmm the red doesn’t look too good actually. Can’t be helped, you’ll need another in there”. I find a nice floral-pattern purple and white pair of cotton panties.

“These will do”. I shove them into her ass, and it’s a struggle. Two pairs already asking for a lot out of this little asshole. It seems like she might have never done anal, she’s super tight. I push and push and eventually get it almost all the way in. “Wonder how this will feel for you later.”

I notice my cock starting to grow again. This doggy position really suits her. Her wide hips the perfect shape when bent like this. All the rough shoving has pushed her legs out wider. She’s less in doggy position and more like a frog, almost in the splits but bent at the knees, pussy only inches from the blankets on the floor beneath. “Come here, bitch.”

I kneel down behind her, grabbing handfuls of her thick ass. I put my mouth down on asscheek, sucking hard, then biting enough to leave faint teeth marks, not far from another bite mark from before. My cock hardening more, I slap my dick back and forth on each asscheek, watching the ripples. I push down and play around with her flexibility in this position. I’d hate to pop a hip out of socket. Wow, she seems extremely flexible actually.

I can’t take it anymore, I aim my cock, dripping a bit of precum already, and shove hard into her pussy. Enough spit earlier to give a bit of lubrication. But damn it’s still a bit dry, and super tight. Her inner labia fold in awkwardly as I force my way in, instead of sliding and staying where they are. At first I’m stopped, blocked by how small and tightly shut she still is, but I don’t stop pushing and my dick pops almost painfully in. “Shit, you were not ready for me at all were you? Oh well”. I thrust in and out as hard as I can straight from the start. The feeling is amazing. She’s so warm and inviting now, her walls clamping tight around me, my cock forcing her to quickly take its shape.

The soft bristles of short little pubes brush against me, adding another texture to compliment the slick smooth insides I feel. Sticky sounds of her pussy fill the silent train as I move in and out. I grab handfuls of her juicy fair-skinned ass, using her cheeks as handles as I thrust hard. I slap my hand down again and again, watching the ripples.

Her pussy isn’t quite deep enough, she seems tight and shallow for her size. It’s amazing how every pussy is a bit different. I keep prodding aggressively against her tight cervix at the back. It’s unusual at first, a bit uncomfortable, as if I shouldn’t be hitting into it. I pull my punches and don’t thrust all the way at first, on instinct. A kindness ingrained in me, always so conscious and careful of what a women is feeling. But then I realize, it’s just this bitch, who cares. So I slam over and over straight against it. After a while it actually becomes a great added texture in there. A game to see how hard I can hit against her womb.

I go as fast as I can, then stop completely, staying bottomed out inside her pussy. Then fast, then stop. I use her as a fuck toy. I don’t have to keep going and try to make her feel good. I can use her to edge close to climax, then pause before I cum, just throbbing inside her. Over and over.

A thick smell of her pussy is sweet in the air after a while. No more nasty ass smell. “Ah that’s much better. That’s a good bitch”. I push my thumb violently on the wad of panties forced in her asshole, playing with her stupid body.

I look around at the many people in their seats, frozen, oblivious as I thrust at will into this girl that sat in front of me. I take it all in, the sights and smells and the unbelievably great situation I find myself in. Squelching sounds and slapping of thighs against asscheeks.

She keeps sliding down lower into the splits, now completely like a frog, her pussy flush with the floor. I reposition myself, putting my legs straight out behind me, laying completely face down prone on top of her, all my weight down on her back. She seems flexible but I’m sure this would hurt. My arms around either side of her, hugging her tight, my face buried into her hair and back of her neck, breathing in her beautiful scent.

I hump just my hips up and down in little rabbit pumps. The cushion of her ass like a perfect little pillow to bounce on. The low angle makes my dick curve upward when I enter her, adding a great new element, pressing down hard against the bottom of her cave. Pat pat pat, such amazing little sounds.

I keep inhaling her hair, lost in a forest of her dark messed up nest of a head. That scent of vanilla and fruit. Getting hot, I lift my head and push all the hair up with my hands. Exposing the smooth sexy neck beneath. I kiss and nuzzle and lick.

I hump like this for a few minutes, lying comfortably on her back. My cock raging hard inside her, and the angle curving it upwards is becoming uncomfortable. So I pull out and kneel upright. I look down at the beautiful mess I’m making of this girl. God, she’s just plastered to the floor like a frog that got run over, legs bent and splayed out, perfect hips like an hourglass in this position.

I need a taste real quick. It’s usually too gross to do this in the middle of sex, making me want it more in this situation. I get to be as gross as I want. I get my face down straight toward her pussy, practically having to lay completely down on my side, my head resting sideways on the blankets. And I stick my mouth and nose straight in there. Into the slime and stickiness, the freshly fucked mess of a pussy, dripping both of our wetness. I inhale, I taste it. It’s disgusting and I love it.

I need to cum. I stand up and lift her by the hips, me behind her in a standing doggy position. Her arms, tits, and side of her face the only parts still on the floor. Limp like a ragdoll, I hold her up by the hips and thrust my cock, hands free, back into her as hard as humanly possible. Dangerously hard. I thrust over and over, hitting the back of her vaginal canal, hitting that cervix. She’s so shallow. Maybe delicate, maybe sensitive, her tightness indicating she might even be inexperienced. I don’t care about any of that. I thrust harder.

I use her sweater and ripped open sweatpants as handles to suspend her there, thrusting deep. She swings a bit forward with each thrust and then back to me. I pump like I’m trying to break her insides. Trying to pierce that womb. Splat splat splat. Juices fly out with each slam. She’s dripping from her pussy, her thighs slick with streams of slime pouring down.

My climax builds in my balls. I breathe heavy, every muscle flexing hard as I hold her suspended up, violating her like an animal over and over. It builds and builds.

And then I erupt within her. I let out a shout as loud as I can, echoing through the train, nothing mattering in the stillness of frozen time. I keep thrusting all the way through my climax. Not slowing. Jet after jet of cum pouring into her pussy. Slamming right up against her womb each time. The warm ecstasy of unloading within a woman is unlike anything.

Spent, I drop her violently to the floor, discarding her like a broken toy. I roll her onto her back and collapse down next to her. Breathing intensely for a while, exhausted, letting my heart slow. The air thick with the scent of both our sweat, of pussy and sex. In the stillness, the dim light, in the afterglow of an intense climax, I smile to myself. Satisfied for now…

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