Fuck by two immigrants

My name is Emma.I have long dark hair that falls past my shoulders. My skin is light with a warm tone. I am slim and fit, about five feet four inches tall. My breasts are medium-sized, firm, and they sit high on my chest. My waist is narrow, and my hips curve out just enough to give me a nice shape. My legs are toned from walking and playing sports. My face has sharp cheekbones, full lips, and big brown eyes that people say are pretty. I dress simply, often in jeans and a t-shirt, but today I wore a short skirt and a blouse because it was warm.

It was a Friday night. I had been out with friends at a bar in the city. We laughed and drank beer. The time got late, around midnight. My friends wanted to stay longer, but I had work early the next day. So I said goodbye and left. I walked to the metro station. It was only a few blocks away. The streets were quiet, with few people around. Streetlights lit the path, but shadows hid in the corners.

I reached the metro station. It was underground, with stairs leading down. The air felt cool and damp. I bought a ticket from the machine. The platform was almost empty. Just a few people waited for the train. An old man sat on a bench, reading a newspaper. A woman with headphones stood far away. I checked my phone for the train time. Five minutes until it came.

Then I saw them. Two men walked onto the platform. They looked like new immigrants, One was tall and muscular, with short black hair and a beard. He wore a dirty jacket and jeans. The other was shorter, stocky, with a shaved head and tattoos on his arms. He had on a hoodie and baggy pants. They spoke in a language I did not understand, laughing low. They glanced at me. I felt uneasy. I moved closer to the old man, hoping for safety.

The train did not come. Minutes passed. The old man got up and left. The woman with headphones walked to the other end. Now it was just me and the two men. They came closer. The tall one stared at my legs. The short one smiled, showing yellow teeth. My heart beat fast. I looked at the tracks, wishing the train would arrive.

Suddenly, the tall one grabbed my arm. His hand was rough and strong. 'Hey, pretty girl,' he said in broken English. I tried to pull away. 'Let go!' I yelled. But the short one stepped in front of me. He pushed me against the wall. The platform was empty now. No one to hear.

They dragged me to a dark corner near the stairs. There was a maintenance door, half-open. They shoved me inside. It was a small room with tools and wires. The door slammed shut. I screamed, but the sound echoed only in the small space. The tall one covered my mouth with his big hand. 'Quiet, bitch,' he growled. The short one held my wrists above my head.

I kicked and twisted. My skirt rode up my thighs. The tall one ripped my blouse open. Buttons flew off. My bra showed, white lace. He tore it down, exposing my breasts. They bounced free. My nipples hardened in the cold air. He grabbed one breast hard, squeezing until I whimpered. Pain shot through me.

The short one yanked my skirt up. He pulled my panties down to my ankles. I felt the cool air on my pussy. I was shaved smooth, just a small strip of hair above. He laughed. 'Look at this tight cunt.' His fingers probed between my legs. I clamped my thighs shut, but he forced them open. One finger pushed inside me. It hurt because I was dry and scared.

The tall one let go of my mouth to kiss my neck. His beard scratched my skin. He bit my shoulder. I cried out. 'Please, stop!' But he slapped my face. My cheek burned. 'Shut up. You will take it.' The short one unzipped his pants. His cock sprang out. It was thick and veined, already hard. The head was purple and leaking pre-cum.

He rubbed it against my pussy lips. I squirmed. 'No, no!' But he thrust forward. His cock forced into me. It stretched my walls. I was not wet, so it burned. He groaned and pushed deeper. Halfway in, he pulled back and slammed all the way. I felt him hit my cervix. Tears ran down my face. He started fucking me hard. Each thrust made my body jolt.

The tall one watched, stroking his own cock. He had pulled it out. It was longer, curved up. He grabbed my hair and forced my head down. 'Suck it.' I shook my head. He slapped me again. Then he shoved his cock into my mouth. It filled me, salty and musky. I gagged as he pushed to my throat.

The short one pounded my pussy. His balls slapped my ass. He grunted with each stroke. 'So tight. Good fuck.' My body betrayed me a little. Some wetness came, making it slide easier. But the pain stayed. He reached down and pinched my clit. I yelped around the cock in my mouth.

They switched. The short one pulled out. His cock glistened with my juices. He moved to my mouth. I tasted myself on him. Bitter. The tall one took his place between my legs. He lifted one of my legs high. His long cock entered me slow at first, then rammed deep. It reached farther than the other. I felt full, split open.

He fucked me rough. His hips slammed into mine. My breasts jiggled with the force. The short one face-fucked me. He held my head and thrust like he was screwing my throat. Saliva dripped down my chin. I could not breathe well. My lungs burned.

Minutes felt like hours. They took turns. First one in my pussy, the other in my mouth. Then they flipped me. Bent me over a crate in the room. My ass stuck out. The tall one spread my cheeks. He spit on my asshole. 'No, not there!' I begged. But he ignored. His cock pressed against my tight hole.

It hurt so much. He pushed in inch by inch. I screamed. The short one stuffed his cock back in my mouth to muffle me. The tall one finally got all in. My ass clenched around him. He started moving, slow then fast. Each pull burned. He slapped my ass cheeks red.

The short one pulled out of my mouth and went under me. He lay on the floor and pulled me down onto his cock. It went into my pussy. Now I had cocks in both holes. Double penetration. They moved in rhythm. One in, one out. I felt stuffed, torn.

Sweat covered my body. My hair stuck to my face. They groped my breasts, twisted my nipples. Pain mixed with unwanted sparks. My body shook. The tall one in my ass came first. He groaned loud and shot hot cum deep inside. It leaked out when he pulled free.

The short one kept fucking my pussy. Harder now. 'Gonna fill this slut.' He thrust deep and exploded. Cum flooded my insides. Warm and sticky. He held me down until he finished. Then they both pulled out. Cum dripped from my pussy and ass onto the floor.

But they were not done. The tall one made me kneel. 'Clean us.' I shook my head, but he forced his softening cock into my mouth. I tasted ass and cum. Nasty. The short one did the same. I sucked until they were clean.

They laughed and zipped up. 'Good girl. See you around.' They left me there, on the floor, clothes torn. My body ached everywhere. Pussy and ass throbbed. Bruises formed on my breasts and thighs. Cum leaked out. I cried, curled up.

After a while, I heard the train. I fixed my clothes as best I could. Top tied around my waist like a skirt. Skirt pulled down. No panties. I limped to the platform. The train came. I got on, sat in the corner. People stared but said nothing. I went home.

Days passed. I did not tell anyone. Shame kept me quiet.

and I never seen them and
This story is completely fake.