Linda-chan in Wonderland, Train

The suspended railway ran through picturesque places. I watched and couldn't tear my eyes away from the surroundings. The train was moving very fast and yet somehow softly, as if it wasn't moving at all. At least I didn't feel any shaking.

A couple of times the train stopped at another station. Some people got on, and some got off. But I didn't care: right now I could only see the mesmerizing landscape of skyscrapers.

 — "Girl, what time is it?" — I suddenly heard a woman's voice behind me.

 — "Half past two," — I answered, glancing at my watch, and turned around.

She approached and stood next to me.

 — "I always forget my watch," — she commented

she.

For a few moments, I couldn't look away from her. She was very beautiful, confident, and even somewhat imposing. There was a thoughtful smile on her face, and her gaze, which sent a pleasant shiver through my body, was fixed on the skyscrapers. I don't know how old she was, but she looked very mature.

 — "What's your name?" — she suddenly asked.

 — "Me?" — I got embarrassed and blushed. — "Linda..."

 — "A beautiful name, Linda," — she said and looked straight into my eyes.

I almost burned up from that look. It seemed like she wasn't looking at me with any particular expression—just a glance—but there was something in her eyes that made me completely flustered.

 — "What's wrong with you?" — she asked, puzzled. — "Are you okay?"

 — "Yes... madam..."

 — "Mademoiselle," — she corrected and laughed playfully. — "Funny girl, where's your mom?"

 — "I'm already sixteen," — I frowned.

 — "Really?" — the woman was surprised. — "If that's the case, where are you going?"

 — "Just... around," — I replied, not knowing what to say. — "Walking around the city."

 — "You're not from here... Where are you from?"

 — "Well... I'm from... Wild Rock."

 — "A nice town. I was there once, passing through."

I became even more embarrassed. After all, I didn't want to deceive her, but I couldn't tell the truth. At best, she would think I have a sick imagination...

 — "Are you here alone?"

 — "Yes... And you?"

 — "Me too!" — she laughed again, but noticing my embarrassment, she hurried to say, — "sorry, I didn't mean to offend you. You're just very funny."

 — "Is that bad?..."

 — "I like funny girls..."

 — "Thank you..." — I sighed.

 — "Do you already have a boyfriend?" — she hurried to change the subject.

 — "What boyfriend," — I waved my hand.

I really didn't want to tell her everything. So I limited myself to a short answer.

 — "Funny girl... While all your peers..."

 — "I'm not everyone," — I declared.

 — "That's what's great. There's something special about you that makes you different from others. And I like that."

I was all ears! Meanwhile, she continued:

 — "You have very beautiful hair. I like the color... Are your hair green THERE too?"

Before I could react to this question, the woman yanked up the hem of my skirt, exposing my lace panties.

 — "You have pretty underwear," — the woman remarked. — "But it needs to be wet!"

 — "What are you doing?" — I protested in fear, but the woman didn't stop.

Her hand slid over my panties and began to stroke perhaps the only thing I had that was valuable (besides my head, which was starting to spin)—my pussy. Her caresses were very persistent and skillful. I started to resist, but my body was already overcome by some weakness. Meanwhile, she pressed me against the glass. I tried to break free, but she held me firmly with one hand, continuing to stroke my pussy through my panties.

 — "Please, stop..." — I pleaded.

 — "Funny girl," — was all the woman said and began kissing my neck.

 — "Help..." — I called for help in a weakening voice.

And then I saw something that shocked me. People had gathered around, but they didn't even think of saving me. On the contrary, they were looking at me greedily, waiting to see what would happen next. No, there were also shocked people, but they didn't help me either, only looked at me in horror. They think I'm a pervert! And then a few schoolgirls stood there, looking at me and giggling. I was so ashamed! Now, from horror, I couldn't even resist, only whimpered and cried:

 — "No... No... Please... Not in front of everyone..."

 — "You like it," — the woman said languidly, — "Don't you?"

 — "No..."

Then she momentarily pulled away from my pussy and ran her wet hand over my cheek.

 — "But your body says otherwise. Little girls like you shouldn't lie."

A nightmare! I was already wet! Even when I played with myself, I didn't think I was capable of this! Under dirty caresses, in front of everyone... I was ready to sink through the floor...

I took a deep breath and wanted to scream, but suddenly she covered my mouth with her lips and her tongue slid into my mouth. Shocked, I couldn't make a sound. Her agile and nimble tongue darted around in my mouth, explored every corner of it, played with my tongue. No one had ever kissed me like she did! I felt that I had completely weakened and now couldn't resist, my thoughts were completely gone, and she continued this torture. She sucked on my lips, and I couldn't do anything about it, saliva was already running down my cheeks...

Continuing to kiss me, she lifted my blouse and exposed my breasts. Some exclamation rippled through the crowd: either approval or admiration. I'm so ashamed! I cursed everything in the world, regretted that I had even put on this lace underwear! Now they saw my bra too!

And my tormentor now slowly lifted it too... Now they saw my breasts... It was terrible, at such a moment my nipples had completely hardened—they weren't listening to me at all! And people were looking at my chest! I burned with shame. Now my little pride had become a disgrace for me! I was always a little proud that my breasts were bigger than those of girls my age, and now because of them, I was being devoured by stares. I heard obscene comments, and those schoolgirls were now vividly discussing me... So embarrassing!

 — "Don't listen to them..." — the woman whispered. — "You have wonderful soft breasts... You should show them completely!"

 — "No!" — I moaned, but the woman tore off my blouse and bra with one yank!

People reacted even more animatedly.

 — "What a shameless girl!" — I heard.

 — "I'd like to fuck her right now!"

 — "What tits! Babe, you're turning me on!"

 — "She has silicone there," — this came from the schoolgirls.

I was crying, but now only one thing gave me hope: I still had my skirt on.

The woman's hand slid under my panties. My panties were already wet, and it seemed like her hand just drowned there.

 — "Enough..." — I cried.

 — "But your body begs to continue," — the woman objected hotly. — "Here, look!"

She brought her hand to my face and spilled my own juice! In front of everyone! I felt like a dirty slut! She smiled, ran her hand over my face, and suddenly pushed her fingers into my mouth! I was drinking my own juice! I had never done that before, even when I played with myself! It's so perverted!

But... Deep down, I felt something strange. My mind resisted, but my body became very hot. My juice was so tasty... No, it had a very unusual taste... The taste of lust? The taste of my suffering...

Her fingers were already playing under my panties. I felt them sliding, heard the squelching. She rubbed my swollen lips, rubbed my clit. I was going crazy! My pussy was on fire, I resisted, it was disgusting, but a sweet languor spread throughout my body from my pussy. I lost control and started moaning. I moaned and cried...

She began licking my tears—another dirty technique! I was so ashamed! Meanwhile, she was already spreading my lips! And all while her other hand was gently massaging my breast. She kneaded my breast and at the same time tickled my pussy... This went on for an eternity!

I felt it was time to part with my skirt, and that time had come. I didn't even notice how my plaid skirt slid to the floor. My white petticoat followed... Now I was left in just my panties and dark brown stockings... The stockings somehow stood out from the rest of my underwear. They were simple, but I really liked them... And now I was seen in them too.

The woman looked at me very contentedly and stood behind me. Embracing me with her arms, she began kneading my breasts again and furiously tickling my pussy. Now nothing prevented people from looking at me! All eyes were on me!

And then someone even whistled. The woman stretched the panties over my pussy, and an admiring whistle sounded again.

 — "What gorgeous lips!" — someone exclaimed.

Only now did I realize that my panties were soaked through! They were completely see-through! And she kept stretching them more and more, so my darkened skin was perfectly visible! Even my pubic hair was visible!

Before I could recover from this terrible discovery, I suddenly felt my panties slowly sliding down! She was pulling them off! Now my pubic area was exposed to everyone in its pristine nakedness! I was ready to sink through the floor just to not feel those stares on my body!

She pushed me onto the bench and leisurely walked around me. I lay there trembling with fear, tears sliding down my cheeks. And she lifted my legs and spread them apart. Now I looked like a frog, but people continued to stare at me. Now they saw all of me! I was so ashamed!

Quite suddenly, I saw her head right between my legs. Before I could be horrified, her vile tongue touched my pussy. In horror, I covered my face with my hand, but she continued. She was licking me there! Her tongue explored every corner, every fold of my pussy. First, she played with my lips, licked them, sucked on them, pulled them with her lips. Then she began sucking my clitoris. Waves of sensuality spread through my body. I could no longer resist—it was beyond my strength, she was too good at it—and now I just lay there, closed my eyes, and moaned.

And she licked and licked. Gradually, she moved back to my lips, began to spread them with her tongue. Her tongue began to penetrate me, I felt like it pierced me through. She spread my lips with her fingers and continued her torturous caress. Her tongue licked my opened flower. She moved back to my clitoris, but then quickly and unexpectedly slid her fingers into my wet slit. Her fingers writhed and tickled me inside again, while her tongue caressed my clitoris.

I felt I couldn't hold back any longer... And at that moment, an orgasm washed over me like a wave. My body no longer obeyed me. It writhed, shook. I moaned and screamed like a madwoman, but at that moment I couldn't think of anything except this insane orgasm. Such a strong orgasm had happened to me for the first time, if you don't count that very first time when I discovered this in myself... But now a crowd was watching me, they were shouting something, whistling, and my tormentor continued to caress me.

Finally, it was over. I tried to catch my breath, tears clouded my eyes. With all my heart, I wished it would end. What did she want from me, why was she doing this, humiliating me so? It was terrible! Now I just lay there, and people continued to get on and off.

Suddenly she started kissing me again. Her kisses were just as hot.

 — "Well, my girl, you had an orgasm," — she whispered to me.

 — "I know," — I tried to answer sarcastically.

 — "Ha..." — the woman was surprised. — "So you're not a virgin?"

I couldn't answer anything. This question, despite everything I had been through, was the scariest for me.

 — "So you are a virgin... But you often play with yourself. Right? I see that's right... You're my little pervert," — she said somewhat affectionately and stood up. — "Then you must know what this is."

Between her legs, I saw something black. At first, I couldn't understand what it was, but then it hit me like lightning. It was a black artificial penis. When did she have time to put it on? The crowd cheered this with shouts. She was undressing while dancing, and I lay there paralyzed with horror.

Finally, she stood before me in all her beautiful and dirty nakedness. She had an amazing body, but that didn't make me feel any better. What worried me most now was what was between her legs: black leather panties that didn't even cover her ass, and a large black penis. It was smooth and thick, it even had a head! In a minute, it would be inside me!

 — "You're already aroused enough and it won't hurt," — the woman said gently. — "