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The Train RideThe place Australia, the year 1955, and me an eighteen-year old English girl, just completed two years of training as a c***d care assistant. As I’ve got relatives in Australia who found me a placement, I was able to get a work Visa for a two year stay. The plan was to work for this family as a nanny, looking after their two c***dren for the next two years, and then if I felt I liked the country, apply for permanent residence. The family lived way out in the deserted North West outback, and they owned a vast area around Jennywren that was being mined for minerals of some kind. I had been warned the place was very remote, and I’d be one of only a very few females living out there. But I took the six-week boat journey, and looked upon it as a holiday before my work placement was due to commence. Then once I landed in Australia, I stopped over-night at my aunty Sahara’s, and next day I boarded a rail-train that was to take me far from the inhabited part of the country, to a drop-off point between Alice Springs and Mud Tank where anyone whose destination is west, then has to disembark, and pick-up with a land-train for the remainder of their journey.I’m not sure if other people around the world know exactly what I mean by those descriptions; the rail-train was a big old fashioned steam locomotive, pulling lots of passenger carriages, as well as freight trucks along steel rails. But a land-train is like a massive lorry that runs along the dirt roads, pulling about three or four big trailers, which would normally be used to carry the ore from the mine. But now as the train heads back to the mine, it is the method of transport used to travel to these remote parts.My story really starts whilst on the rail train travelling to this drop-off point. I’m sitting in this compartment with one man, and a mother with two c***dren, a boy of around six, and a girl of about sixteen. We’d hardly got underway before the woman said as she looked across to me, “Pom eh?””Err yes. I’m over here to work as a c***dren’s nanny.””Didn’t they give you any advice on what to wear?””Wear? Why, I’m not dressed inappropriately am I?”I was wearing a pair of slacks, and a sort of tennis blouse, and I definitely didn’t think that was too sexy.”That depends where you’re actually going to. But this train doesn’t go anywhere, that the stuff you’ve got on, would be suitable for.””I’m sorry, but I don’t know what you mean, I’m not showing any leg, or even anything else for that matter.””Look my dear, out here, men are men, and there ain’t many women, but the ones that are here fall into two groups. You’re either looked on as a whore or you’re treated with respect like one of the family. So I guess you looking after c***dren will want to be thought of as a family girl, respectable that is. Well dressed in pants, unless you can shear sheep, swear, and fight as good as a man, you’re gonna get one hell of a hard time. They’ll reduce you to tears, and you’ll be catching the next train home.””Are you saying I should wear a dress or skirt?””Depends on what kind of dresses you’ve got?””I’ve got some in my case, but I can hardly open that now, you know, with that man sitting there.””Don’t you mind me missy, I won’t take no notice of what you’ve got in your case.””Aw, pay him no mind, these Ausi men are like sheep. When they’re on their own, you can steer them where you want them. It’s only when they get together in groups, that they can become a menace. You get your case down, and let’s take a look at what you’ve got.”I lifted my case down from off the rack above our heads, and placed it on the space on the seat next to the man.”See, that’s the first thing you’ll notice. If you’d have been in a frock, the second you stood up, you’d have seen the men coming in from miles around to lift that case down for you.””Well in that case I’m glad I’m wearing slacks.””Yes, I guess you could be right, it can sometimes be more trouble than its worth. But never-the-less, it just shows the difference what you wear makes to how you’re treated.””But if that’s all this is about, I’m used to doing my own lifting and carrying.””No my dear, that is just the niceties, you’ll find a lot of men will be very rude and even aggressive towards you.””What does she expect? Fucking lesbian!” That was the man sitting opposite, he only mumbled it quietly, but we all heard him.”Hey you! Watch that foul mouth of yours, I’ve got young’uns in here.””Well, what does she expect? There isn’t enough of it to go around out here in the outback, and when you get some silly bitch whose got all the goods, and don’t know what sex she is; it’s a sin against god, so help me.””That’s as maybe, but there’s no need for bad language.””I’m sorry for my tongue lady, but I bet that young’un of yours knows what she’s a sitting on!” And with that he’d nodded towards the young girl. She didn’t blush or appear to be phased by this crude remark, on the contrary, I’m sure she actually wriggled her bottom on the seat, which had the effect of raising the hem of her dress just a little higher.”My Doris has been brought-up right, and I’m sure when her time comes, she’ll do her duty and make someone a good wife. But don’t you go assuming this here girl is any less a woman, just cos she’s wearing pants.” Then turning towards me, “See what I mean? And as I told you, on their own they’re like little lambs. But you get a bunch of them together, and there’s no telling what they’ll do to you. You have to be more careful out here see. The coppers (police) are few and far between, and when you do find one, it’ll be a man, and he’ll have the same attitude.””But why would he think I’m a lesbian?””Look he’s a man, they’ve only got a few brain cells, and they’re concentrating on where his next drink is coming from.””Be careful, he’ll hear you.””So what, he’s no match for me while he’s on his own. Anyway girl, let’s see what you’ve got that would be suitable for you to wear while you’re travelling.”With that she started rummaging through the clothes in my case, the man opposite was taking an interest, and I guess trying to get a look at the underwear being lifted out onto the seat. The lady asked me where exactly I was travelling to, and when I told her, she looked very concerned. She gave me some very stern warnings about not venturing out of the confines of the house I was working in without an escort of some kind. She explained that women were even rarer in that part of the country than they are in the sheep rearing area where she comes from. She also said there are more whores in that part of the country than respectable women.”You see the mining companies ship them out on a rota basis to keep the miners from returning back to civilisation, in case they realise what they’re missing, and don’t come back to the mine. So, whatever we do, although we want the men to know you’re a girl, we don’t want you looking cheap, or you’ll have even more trouble.”Then suddenly a look of horror came to her face. “If you’re going out to the Jennywren mine. That means you’ll be getting off this train at Arnold’s crossing to catch the land train?””Yes. Why is that a problem?””My god girl, who made your travel arrangements?””It was all sorted by my aunt who lives in Melbourne.””Well either she lives with her head in the sand, or she doesn’t like you very much.””But what’s wrong, I don’t understand?””Well she should have told you about what clothes to wear, or more to the point, what not to wear. But letting you come out here on your own, especially having to make a stop at that hell hole. I’d stop over with you myself until the road train comes, but that would mean me and the young’uns having an overnight stay there, and I honestly wouldn’t want to risk that with a girl of her age.””What is it you’re so worried about?””There are lots of stories going around about things that have happened to women who’ve had to make stopovers there. Oh, nothings ever gone to court or been proven, but all the same, there’s no smoke without fire.””But my aunty showed me, it’s a recognised changeover point, where the railroad crosses the land train route. It’s even got a ladies waiting room with its own toilet facilities and everything.””Maybe you’re right, I’ve never even got out there all the times we’ve gone past. It just doesn’t have a good reputation.”Then she turned to the man opposite, “Where are you headed for?””Same place as the little lesbian.””So you’ll be getting off with her.””Guess so.””Well how about you do something good for once in your no good life? Maybe then god will smile on you, and you might just make-up for being a waster.””Who are you calling a waster?””Well there’s only you here, so I guess I must mean you.””So why should I want to do something to please you?”Then she turned to me, and spoke quietly, but I guess the man could still hear her. “Look girl, I’d feel a lot happier if we could get this fella to maybe make believe you’re his daughter.””His daughter?””Well daughter, niece, anyone that might make the men think you’ve got someone to protect you.””Well yes, I see, but what’s the chance of him agreeing? Or even if he does agree, who’s to say he’ll keep his word?””She’s right Mrs Bossy boots, why the hell would I agree to tuck her under my wing?””Well I’m thinking maybe you’d like to see her dressed in just her panties and bra?” The man about swallowed his tongue, and I was more than a bit shaken by her remark. She turned back to me, and spoke quietly again. “You’ll have to get changed into a frock before you get out of the train, so he’s gonna get a look whether you want him to or not. If you make a deal, letting him see you getting changed, in exchange for him looking after you, that’s a small price to pay.”I replied, whispering in her ear, “But my knickers are only little ones made of see-through material, and my bra is only a half cup.””Well letting him get a close-up look has got to be better than what might otherwise happen to you if the men at the hell hole think you’re on your own.””Well I guess so.”She turned and addressed the next words to the man, “Right have you stopped catching flies in your mouth yet?””What you on about?””I bet you heard what she just told me?””No, what’s that then?””Once she takes that blouse off, her titties will be showing over the top of her brassier. And when she takes her pants down, she’s only got tiny see-through knickers on, so you’ll get a real eyeful. So, if she gets changed now, in front of you, will you agree to k**-on she’s your kin?””I don’t see why I should, as you’ve just told her, she’s got to get changed before she gets out of this train. And she isn’t climbing onto the roof to do it, so I guess I’ll get to see her goodies without agreeing to anything.” The lady flew from her seat, across the carriage, and grabbed the man firmly between his legs. “Look you no good bastard, I’ll rip your balls off and then poke your eyes out if you don’t.”The man looked terrified, she taken all of us by surprise, and he also looked in more than a little discomfort. “Lighten up misses. I was only larking about. Of course, I’ll look after the girl.”The woman let go of him and returned to her seat. “Ok, you make sure you do. Ok girl, you might as well get it over with. Then you’ll be ready for when the train stops.”She’d sorted out a dress that was as she said reasonable, she said it was a bit on the short side, but it would do. I’d thought it was far too long and old fashioned. The only reason I’d got it was my aunty had bought it for me as a present. It was gingham material, short sleeves, with big puffed-up shoulders. It pulled in tight at the waist, and then was fully flared, and meant to be worn with layers of net underskirt, to make it flounce right out. I was going to wear it now without the big full underskirt, so it didn’t look too revealing when I sat down.So now with this man looking on intently, and her young son doing the same, I undid the buttons on my blouse, and removed it; revealing my nipples which were proudly peeping over the top of my half-cut bra. Then I picked up my dress and was about to pull it over my head. “Hey! Hold-up there! I was promised a look at your knickers.” I ignored him, and as I pulled my dress down over my head, letting it fall down and covering up my breasts; the lady took me totally by surprise with her reply. “Don’t get panicky, she promised you a look, so I guess once she’s got her pants off, you’ll get your chance.”Now I’d thought that dropping my dress over my head before I’d lowered my slacks, had allowed me to get changed without him seeing my knickers. But she was giving him the impression; I’d give him a show once my slacks were off. Anyway, regardless of what was to come, I pulled down my slacks, straightened my dress, and put on a belt around my waist. Then I put my slacks and blouse back in my case, and was about to lift it back up onto the overhead rack.”Here, let me do that for you, you get yourself sat back down.” This was the man who’d just sat there watching me struggle to lift it down without even stirring from his seat.”See? What did I tell you, now you’re in a frock, his attitude is totally different.”I sat myself back down and the man lifted my case up for me, but once he’d got it safely on the rack, instead of returning to his seat, he dropped to his knees in the middle of the compartment, directly in front of me.Then as he looked directly up to my face. “Are you ready then girl?””W…What are you going to do?””You promised me a look. So, I’m just gonna lift up your frock, and see just what you’ve got under there.” I looked across to the woman to see if I was going to get any kind of support or help in keeping him out.But as our eyes met, she just said, “Well you did agree, and so long as he keeps his hands to himself, it’ll be worth it to get his protection while you’re waiting at the cross-roads.”So it was obvious she thought this man had a right to look up my skirt. Well by now he’d lifted the hem of my dress right up to the tops of my legs, and he’d just put his hands on my knees.”Hey, I thought you weren’t going to touch me?””Don’t get so worried, I’m just opening your legs, so I can get a look at it.””Well if you’re gonna spread her open, I’d be obliged if you’d pull her frock back down over your head. I think this young lad of mine is taking too much of an unhealthy interest in what you’re a doing down there.”His hands were so powerful, that he effortlessly opened my legs wide, even though I was using all my strength to try to stop him.In a panic struck voice, I said, “But I never agreed to let you open my legs.”Although he’d taken his hands off my knees, he’d moved himself right up close in between my legs, so closing them was now impossible. The woman wasn’t concerned about what he was now getting up to, but she did lean forward, and pull the hem of my dress back down over the man’s head. He had now got his left elbow against my right inner thigh, his right hand on my left, and he was holding my legs spread wide open. Whilst at the same time his left hand was pulling at the seam of the gusset of my knickers.Now these knickers were see-through, and skimpy enough, which having him this close with my legs this wide was bad enough. But he was now uncovering my pussy completely! I struggled wriggling about violently and began to protest. “Hey pack it in! Don’t touch my knickers.” He just lifted his head up from under my dress, the hem slid back to the tops of my legs again.Then as his face drew level with mine he gave me a look as black as thunder. “Look here you silly English bitch, if you don’t sit still and let me have what’s owed to me, then you can look after yourself when we get to Arnold’s shack.”Then to my surprise, the woman chipped in. “He’s right my dear. I know it’s a bit embarrassing, but you’ll be better off letting him get a good eyeful, or risk getting to that place, and being gang ****d.””Gang ****d? Surely it can’t be that bad there?””I told you, it’s not a place I’d like to stop off at. The stories I’ve heard don’t bear repeating.””Well ok, I’ll let you look, but keep your hands off.”Still sitting up and looking me in the face, he said, “Don’t you go trying to give orders; otherwise I’ll up the ante. In fact for your bloody cheek, I think I’ll have a chew on one of them titties of yours.””Oh no please don’t.””Open the front of your dress.””Please no.””Don’t make me tell you again; otherwise I’ll make you go further.””Just do it love; otherwise I can see him going all the way on you.”I reluctantly began to undue the buttons at my neck that went all the way down the front of my dress. Once I was just below my bust, he reached up and moved my dress to one side, uncovering one of my nipples that were peeking over the top of my half0cut bra. He leaned forwards, and his mouth opened. God! The shudder that went through my body as his rough dry lips rasped against my soft tender flesh. Once he’d made contact, he began to make himself at home, sucking from one to the other, and back again.My body now was all aflame, somehow, this being a total stranger, made a simple nipple suck into a major turn-on. Even my pussy was beginning to throb, and as I sat there still with legs wide open, I felt myself sort of reclining back into the seat and sliding down and forwards. Then as my open crotch came into contact with him kneeling in front of me, I felt what I recognised as his hard cock trying to burst its way out of his pants. Although there was the material of his trousers and my knickers keeping his dick from my pussy, the second I’d slid into contact with him, he gave a pelvic thrust, which sent such a magnificent shudder through my body.My reaction was so obvious, he couldn’t help noticing, and he turned to face the woman and said. “Sorry misses, but you’ll have to get your young’uns to look out the window or something. This here bitch is too far gone, I’m gonna have to give her a good seeing to, otherwise she’ll be dropping her knickers for the first bloke that touches her.””I can see you’re right, I’d never have guessed she was so much on heat. You just get on and do what you gotta do; I guess they’ve seen the ram on the farm.”There was no sign of anyone getting my opinion; I was just the one he was thinking of fucking! He just turned back to me, placed his hands on the tops of my arms and turned me sideways on the seat, and lowered me back into a lying down position. As he did so the woman’s daughter had to get up and sit by her mom. Then his hands went straight to my knickers, which he pulled down and off my legs. And I made no attempt to stop him. Once my knickers were gone, he lifted my legs high and wide, spreading my pussy for all to see, and the young lad was straining his neck to get a good look.Then as I looked down to where the man was now stood in the middle of the compartment, he was stood there as unconcerned as you like, dropping his pants to the floor and handling his already hard dick. Now I guess this wasn’t a monster, but as I’d only been fucked three times before, by two different boys, to me this looked pretty big. Now it was the turn of the lady’s daughter to strain her neck, this time to see the man’s dick, and the lady herself was keeping an eye on it as well.There was nobody holding me, but I kept my legs in the position he’d put them in, high in the air. Now he was approaching, my pussy re-commenced the throbbing, and my tummy felt like it was full of butterflies. As his dick touched the lips of my pussy, I gave an instinctive thrust, without being conscious of meaning to. But meant or not, it served the purpose, pushing his dick deep up my pussy. Then I felt him lunge forwards, and he was hard up against my crotch with his crotch, the dick fully up inside me. So, big or not, I’d taken it all without any problem.For the next few minutes, the other people around might just as well not have been there, because the only thing on my mind was this fucking I was getting. Or do I mean giving? Because I was definitely not a passenger in this little bit of action. Once my pussy had felt his dick, it took over all my bodily actions, using my hips to drive itself hard onto each on coming thrust of the mighty shaft. And with each penetration, a ripple of sensation shot up my body as he stretched his way inside my tummy. As I said, I’m not very experienced in sex, and this fuck, whether because he was so good, or I really needed it or just the situation, whatever the reason, I don’t know, but god was he driving me wild. As he rammed hard with his hips, his hands were roughly gripping and pulling at my tits, while his mouth was slobbering wet kisses all over. Going from my lips and neck and down to my nipples, where he’d almost bite the ends off them! But although if you’d asked me ten minutes ago if I’d like this rough looking miner to do this kind of thing to me, I’d have told you where to go, now he was actually doing it to me, I couldn’t get enough. And even though I couldn’t understand it, the rougher he was the more I wanted him to do it. Well as his actions brought my bodily sensation to a crescendo, I must have been bringing his dick to its climax as well, because just when I thought my pussy would explode with pleasure, he rammed me with what I recognised as his first cum shot.As he bashed hard into my crotch, jerking his sticky cum deep in my tummy, my pussy contracted, and my whole body gave a violent shudder. It was as though my pussy was grabbing hold of his dick and wringing the cum from his shaft. I know he pumped a few more shots up inside me, but that is all I know, as I sort of lost consciousness. Well I guess I was conscious, but not in control, like I was in a trance. My whole being was alive with sensation, right from my toes to my head, and I just lay there feeling the waves going up and down my body.”Here, you’d better get yourself cleaned up; we’ll be in Alice Springs in about ten minutes. And I wouldn’t be surprised if we don’t pick up a few more miners for the last stint.” This was the woman, and she was handing me a towel to wipe myself down with. In reality, what I really needed was a shower or bath. Especially being in this compartment, in this Australian sun! I know it’s not lady-like to mention it, but even with the windows open, the smell in this antalya escort compartment was a dead give-away as to what had just taken place. And I knew, wiping myself down with a towel, and putting my knickers back on, was not going to change that fact!So, when the train slowed down as we arrived at Alice Springs, I just sat there trying to look as innocent as possible. Suddenly the head of the guard appeared in the open window of the door, and as he waved his hand to direct people towards where he stood, “Room for five more in this one.” And then he turned and carried on to the next compartment. While we waited to see who our new travelling companions would be.But knowing that more people were likely to arrive, the woman had got her son sitting on one side of her, and her daughter the other. The man who I’d just had sex with was sat on the opposite side to her next to the far window, and I was on the same side as him, but in the middle.We didn’t have long to wait, before the door flew open, “About bloody time!” And then a big round kit bag was thrown into the middle of the carriage, followed by a very big man. “Sorry misses. I didn’t see you sitting there; it didn’t catch you I hope?””No, you’re ok lad. But I’ll thank-you to mind your language; I’ve got k**s in here.”The next minute or so was taken up with four more men following him into this compartment, and they all threw there bags up onto the overhead racking, and got themselves seated.So now we had ten of us in the carriage, two men had sat on the same side as the woman, one next to her daughter. And I’d moved closer to the man who’d just fucked me, and as the three other men joined us on this seat, I’d been pushed tightly in contact with him. These men all being big, meant it was quite a squeeze, and the close contact did nothing to help the sweaty situation.But worse than that, now the train was stationary, there was little or no draught to disperse the smell of sex! It only took a minute or two before one of the men began to sniff the air in a very visual manner. Within seconds, all the men that had just got in, joined him, and they were giving the woman knowing looks. “Come-on then misses, are you gonna tell us what’s been going on?”She obviously didn’t want them thinking she was the one who was responsible for the smell, but I don’t think she really wanted to say anything to make it more difficult for me. But I’m not sure her answer really had them convinced. “bloody k**s and their stink bombs. I’ve told him I’ll get his dad to take a switch to his arse when I get him home.”Now I know you might not think the smell of cum and dripping pussy is the most pleasant in the world, but how you can compare it to a stink bomb I don’t know. But it did throw them off the scent (excuse the pun) for a little while.The train started moving, and the draught blowing through the open windows did help to take their minds off the subject. Then I noticed the man sitting next to her daughter was easing the flared hem of her dress from in between their two legs. I looked across at the woman, but from where she was sitting the other side of her daughter, there was no way she’d be able to see what he was doing. Now he’d got some material free, he was able to slide his left hand across under her dress from the side, not exactly without anyone knowing, but it wouldn’t be visible to her mom.Now I’d been checking from the mother to the daughter to see if I could sense any reactions, and I was convinced the girl knew the man was up to something, but she made no attempt to stop him, or let on to her mom. Neither did she look at the man; instead she had a kind of false looking unconcerned out of the window look. But then as the man’s hand must have made contact with her flesh for the first time, I detected a slight intake of breath, and more to the point, so did her mom. “What’s wrong?” She said turning to look her daughter in the face.”Nothing.””Well sit-up straight, and less of those silly noises.” The girl shuffled herself back up the seat, and I’m sure the man used this shuffling to enable the progress of his hand, because when the girl stopped her shuffling, his arm was now covered up to his elbow by her dress. And even though I can’t be sure how high he’d got, I’m sure the looks on the girls face were down to his fingers sending shivers through her body.I did wonder if the man next to me might try the same thing, but then I realised that he wouldn’t dare try it, as the woman would be sure to see him, like I could see what was happening to the girl. Then the man, who had his hand under the girl’s dress, took me totally by surprise. You’d have thought he wouldn’t want to attract the woman’s attention, well not while his hand was under there. “Excuse me misses. I can see we’re taking up all the room on this here seat. If you’re getting to cramped there, I can always sit your young’un here up on my knee?””No thanks, we’re ok.””I’m not ma. My legs going dead squashed against this door.” That was her son complaining.”Well maybe the gentleman would let you go and sit over there on his knee?” She replied, turning her head towards the man, and looking for a reply. The man’s reaction was classic, he obviously didn’t want a six year old boy on his knee, but before he answered, the boy came back with. “I don’t want to sit over there; I want to sit by the window. Why can’t she sit on his knee?” He was looking at his sister.The girl was already sliding from her seat, to a standing position. “Its ok mom, if it’ll stop him whingeing, I don’t mind.””Well ok then, but don’t start shuffling about, you’ll make the gentleman too hot.” Then she said appreciatively to the man. “Thank you for that, it will be more comfortable not being so crushed together.”The man pulled the girl back onto his knee, and positioned her sitting sideways with her back to her mom. He had one arm innocently around her back, supporting her, but his other hand just slid straight up under her dress. Within seconds she was easing her legs open, and I just assumed it was to give him access. I don’t know if her watching me getting fucked had got her aroused, but she was obviously enjoying the manipulation of this man’s fingers, and having difficulty keeping her movements from attracting her mom’s attention.Then the man next to me, who must have been getting very jealous, asked the man sitting the other side of me. “Say mate, is this your daughter?” He was nodding towards me.”No way blue, I’m on my way to the Jennywren mine, same as you.”So, I’d let this man fuck me, just to get his protection, and when the first man asks him, he just chucks me to the wolves. Both the woman and I gave him a really dirty look, but we knew there was nothing we could do.”So, you’re travelling on your own then missy?””Yes, I’m also going to the Jennywren, but I’m going to work as a nanny for the mine owner.” I said, thinking maybe if they know I’m employed by their boss, they’ll treat me with a little respect.”That’ll be nice for you. Look, it’s just as cramped over this side as it was for them over there. How about I sit you on my knee to make some more room?” Now I didn’t want any more things to kick-off, but he was right, it was cramped, and I thought with the woman the other side, he wouldn’t start anything in case she saw him.So without answering, I got to my feet, and as soon as the remaining four men had shuffled themselves about to sort out the space available, this man took hold of my waist, and pulled me up onto his knee. But it didn’t stop there, the other two men alongside him both reached for my legs, pulling them up onto their knees. So now I’m sort of sat sideways, with my legs facing to the opposite side of the compartment to where the woman was seated. This didn’t give the men licence to do exactly as they pleased, but they were able to gradually manoeuvre their hands under my legs. This was something they had to achieve slowly because if they just pushed their hands under me, the woman would see them. So over the next fifteen minutes or so, the three men, that is the one I was sitting on, and the two who’d got my legs across their knees, were all shifting their hands trying to get a feel under my dress.The one at the extreme end, nearest the window, was too far away to reach higher than just above my knee. That is without leaning forwards which would have made it obvious. The man next to him however left one of his hands innocently on top of the outside of my dress, resting lightly above my knee. But he’d gradually slid his other hand under one of my legs, and pushed it up the valley between them. But even his reach was just a few inches short of reaching my gusset. The man whose knee I was actually sitting on had one hand supporting my back, and the other he’d tried to force under my leg to reach my pussy. But after trying for over ten minutes, he’d given that up as he have had to actually lift me to gain access, and that would have made his progress obvious. So now he was trying the easier route like the man opposite, over the top of my leg, but under my dress. This route only required my legs to be parted to give him access, but being on top of my legs, there was potentially more chance the woman would see his hand moving my dress.So as I say, I’m sitting here, with one hand rubbing all around the inside of both my knees. Another man has his hand on my inner thigh, within a dick’s length from my pussy. And now this man’s hand is slowly but surely slithering its way over the top of my upper leg, and his fingers are probing into my crotch. I’m sort of squeezing my legs together, not expecting to be able to stop any of them, but not wanting to make their progress any easier.I consider saying something, and making a fuss, but then I decide not to, thinking maybe if it comes to a head, the woman can’t actually stop them, and once they push the point, maybe they’ll just go all the way like the previous man did. My head was full of all kinds of ideas buzzing around. Could I report the previous man for ****? No, the woman would say I’d agreed to him fucking me. Well these men wouldn’t surely dare **** me here with her present? But then again, out here with no witnesses, maybe they would, and the young girl might get ****d as well! But mind you, looking at the way she’s enjoying that fingering, I’m sure she’d love to be ****d.Oh god! He’s reached it! All my leg squeezing has made no difference, he’s got one of his fingers into the side of my gusset, and he’s rubbing along my pussy slit. Oh shit! God that feels good. I’ve got to stop him somehow; otherwise I know I’ll soon be lifting my legs open. Ohhhhhh Godddddd. My pussy is throbbing, what can I do to stop them?”Err excuse me.” I call across to the woman. The finger stops instantly. She was almost dosing, and she lifts her head and looks across. “Yes dear what is it?””I was just wondering how long you think it will be before we arrive at the crossroads?”All the hands were now perfectly still, and this was allowing my pussy to calm down slightly.”I’d guess about another fifteen or twenty minutes.””Oh in that case, I could do with getting my case down, and sorting out my travel instructions.”Then I looked to the men whose knees my legs were across. “Do you think you could put my feet back down now please?”If looks could kill, the looks these three men were giving me would certainly have struck me down dead! But reluctantly they lowered my feet to the floor. Then I shuffled forwards off his knee, and stood up. But as I reached up to the rack, the man whose knee I’d been sitting on, sprang to his feet, and stood up behind me.He pushed his erection hard into the crevice of my bottom, as he reached around and above my arms to lift the case down for me. “Here you are little missy, I’ll get that for you.” Then in a very quiet whisper directly into my ear so that only I could hear him. “How would you like to try this little beauty for size?” But it wasn’t only his dick pushing into my bottom that I’d got to worry about, he was pushing me forwards into one of the other men who were still seated.And both of these men who’d been supporting my legs, and trying desperately to get a feel were now in a blind spot from the woman, hidden by me and the man standing directly behind me. Well neither of them wasted any time; they were both pushing their hands up under my dress, and trying to get into my knickers! The man who was lifting my case was taking forever about getting it down, and in doing so preventing me from reaching it. Then as one of the men’s fingers made contact with the flesh of my pussy, I pushed my bottom back as hard as I could, even though I knew I was pressing onto his dick, and I lunged backwards with my elbows into his ribs.I don’t think it affected him more than a fly landing on his wrist, but the woman obviously realised I was having a struggle. “Hey! You great brute! Back off the little girl and give her some breathing room. Can’t you see you’re crushing her?””And who says so?” He snarled as he turned his head.”I say so, and if you don’t back off, you’ll be wearing steel shackles on your legs when we get to Crossroads.”The big man pulled away from me, and lifted my case down, mumbling to himself, but so we could all hear. “Was only bloody trying to bloody help, I never even touched her.”As soon as his weight was off me, I was able to pull away from the intrusive fingers, and as the big man sat back down with my case on his knee, I opened it up just a few inches while I pretended to rummage around looking for something. This wasn’t the most comfortable position to be in, stood in the middle, with the train jostling me from side to side, but it was better than getting myself into a position where I was helpless to defend myself.Talking of which, a look back to the young girl gave me the impression she was well gone, probably having more orgasms in the last hour than she’s ever had in her life. And her mom sat next to her, completely oblivious, or was she?”What the bloody hell are you looking for?” Asked the man whose knee the case was on.”It just a little packet with my travel arrangements.”He pulled on the lid of the case. “Well open it up properly, and I’ll help you look.”I didn’t want him or any of the others rummaging around in my underwear whether I was wearing it or not! So I pulled hard to get the case closed, but he was far too strong. “Please don’t. I don’t like you looking in my case.”Surprisingly, he let the lid fall back, with only a sarky comment. “You’d think she’d got the bloody crown jewels in there or something.”I thought maybe it was about time I actually found my little travel pack, and maybe I could busy myself with reading something in there, until we arrived. I pulled out a little plastic wallet containing all my paperwork, and fastened down the lid. I half turned to pass the wallet to the woman, so she could hold it while I lifted my case back. “Excuse me, could you just hold this for me while I…” But I didn’t get chance to finish my sentence before the man had stood back up again saying as he did so. “Its ok missy, I’ll lift that for you.” Then in a soft whisper. “I knew you’d want another feel of my dick parting your little bottom.”I was once again wedged in between his dick, and the roaming hands of the two seated men. But this time, I didn’t wait until they’d actually got their hands roaming. “Hey! You’re squashing me; let me move out before you lift it.”And as if to reinforce it, the woman chipped in. “I’ve got my eye on you scoundrels; now give the girl some room.”So without any protest, I was allowed to move to one side while he placed my case up onto the racking. He’d no sooner got seated before the train began to slow down. But this wasn’t the laboured slowing-down like when it climbs a long incline, but the clunking of carriages crashing into the ones in front as the engine begins to brake. We must be pulling into the drop-off point. I breathed a sigh of relief, knowing I’d made it without the men actually getting into my knickers. Well not enough to get me really out of control.So now as the train pulled to a standstill, the men began to get their bags down from the racking, and one by one they just slung their bags out onto the dirt, and clambered down to pick them up. There was no platform, and the carriages had little or no step to aid either entry or exit, but the men all managed to stride their way down. I got to the doorway, and the five men who’d been the last to join our compartment, were waiting in the blazing hot sun. They were stood in a semi-circle around the open door-way, to either aid my decent, or just take advantage of me being in a difficult situation. But the man who’d fucked me earlier, had disappeared into the only building that was to be seen.I stood there looking at the distance I had to drop, and even if I’d have still had my slacks on, I’d have had difficulty in managing to get down that distance. I knew the only way possible was to turn around, stepping out backwards, and holding onto the sides of the door opening. But for this I’d need both hands, so I dropped my case on the compartment floor. “Will you pass this out to me please, when I’ve reached the ground?””Course I will love. Now you take care.”I turned and began to climb down; the first step onto the doors edge was only short. The next step was totally different, and my foot worked its way lower and lower feeling for some kind of foothold to take my weight. But my first leg was now bent double with my knee up by my bust, so I’d got as low as I could get, and my foot had not found anything to step onto. There was no way I could get into a position to be able to look to see where the nearest foothold might be. Then I heard the voice of the big man whose knee I’d been sitting on. “Want a helping hand missy?”I knew where he’d put his so called helping hand, but in reality, I couldn’t see I had much choice. “Please, but be careful where you put your hand.”He was careful alright. He carefully reached under my dress, up in between my legs, slipped his fingers into the side of my gusset, and began to stroke along my slit. I guess the look on my face must have alerted the woman to me being in trouble, because as he took his time fingering my pussy, and I felt the throbbing coming on, she appeared at the window.”Can’t you bloody a****ls wait until you’ve at least got her inside out of the sun? You’ve got her hanging up here like a piece of meat in a slaughter house, and all you can think of is abusing her. For god’s sake man, surely just getting your hand wrapped around it and having a quick feel would be enough to be going on with.”Suddenly his hand slipped all the way under me, and he gripped my whole crotch as he lifted me from the carriage to the ground, saying as he did. “Come on lads, the sooner that bloody train takes the nagging old witch away the sooner we’ll get some cunt.” As my feet touched the ground I reached back into the carriage to retrieve my case, with his hand still wrapped around my crotch. Then as I stepped back away from the train, I opened my legs, and put my one free arm behind me, taking hold of his wrist. “Ok, you’ve helped me down, and I’m grateful for your help, but I think that’s enough now.”He surprisingly let me pull his hand out, as I know if he’d wanted to, I would have been unable to force him. I turned around, gave him a smile. “Thank you. Now can you show me where the ladies waiting room is? My travel leaflet says there is a ladies only section.” He lifted his hand pointing to a door at the opposite end of the big long wooden building. “Thank you. And don’t worry, I not going to report any of you for what you did to me on the train, I’ll just put it down to experience, and try to make sure it doesn’t happen again. Bye for now.”All I wanted to do now was to get out of this blazing sun; they say you can only survive out here for about two hours unless you’re in the shade. I trudged my way slowly towards the far end of the building, I’d thought it only sensible to leave those men on good terms, getting their backs-up would have served no purpose, and you never know when you might need their assistance. All the time as I walked towards the door, the men making their way from the train were either making crude remarks, or remarks I couldn’t understand.”Are you going to join the other sheep?””If she’s a jumbuck, then I think I’ll give-up mining and crack-on sheep shearing.””Come-on Sheila, get your knickers off and join us for an ice cold tinny.””You don’t wanna be lugging that bag all the way up there love; you’ll only have to drag it all the way back.”Then the whistle blew, and off chugged the train, and within minutes it was way out of site. Most of the men were also out of site, they’d gone into the door the other end of the building. I looked all around me, and there was nothing! Not a tree, bush, or building of any sort. The rail track disappeared away going to the north, and the same again to the south. The road such as it was stretched to the west and east, but it was just a set of ruts where the tyres had worn the dirt. The sun was high in the sky, and cast no more than a few inches of shade to any side of the building.The door at last! I put my hand on the rough latch that secured it, and lifted.”BARR BARR BARR BARR BARR BARR BARR BARR BARR BARR BARR BARR BARR BARR BARR BARR BARR BARR BARR BARR BARR BARR BARR BARR BARR BARR BARR.”I slammed the door back shut. No it couldn’t be. I slowly opened the door again, but this time just a few inches. How the hell. What the hell. Oh god, this place is hell. The whole room, no it wasn’t a room, the whole shed was packed solid with sheep. What space there was above the sheep was alive with flies; all the flies in the world must have been in there. And the floor was deep in sheep manure. The smell! The noise! Surely this couldn’t be the ladies waiting room? But that’s what the sign said above the door. Ladies Only Waiting RoomMy heart sank; I turned slowly, and made my way back towards the other door. As I trudged my way along, the heat of the sun was now really getting to me. I opened the door, and the noise of laughter and general garbled talking just faded away to a silence, with all eyes trained on me. To my left was the bar, running escort antalya the full length of the end wall which was at least thirty feet long. The main part of the room was full of men seated at tables. But there was an area about ten feet wide stretching all the way across in front of the bar, where more men were just standing drinking.”Ok love, close the door behind you, and put your case down.” This was a man who looked like he was maybe in control, he’d just come out of a hatch he’d opened in the bar. As he walked towards me he continued. “Right little missy, I’m Arnold, and this is my place, I own everything for fifty square miles around here. So that means I make the laws in these parts. Get the picture?””Well yes I think so.””Well there ain’t many laws out here, but there’s one that never gets broken. Do you know what that is?””I don’t know, not fighting?”He began to laugh, “Ha ha ……………..” And the whole place joined in with him. “HA HA …………….”Then he raised his hands, and silence fell once again. “No missy, even if I made that a law, I’d have gods own job a keeping that one enforced. Look behind you at our trophy board, tell me what it says.”I looked at the wall he’d nodded towards, and sure enough there was a very big board. With rows of ladies knickers pinned to it, and under each pair was a name. It also had in big letters across the top, House Rules No ladies allowed on these premises All Sheila’s MUST remove their knickers before being allowed to stayI stood there open mouthed, and at a loss for words.”Can’t you read?””Yes.””Well what’s it say?”I slowly and quietly read the notice out aloud. “House Rules. No ladies allowed on these premises. All Sheila’s MUST remove their knickers before being allowed to stay.””So little missy, you’ve got a decision to make. Are you a lady? In which case you can drag that case of yours all the way back down the other end of the building, and wait with the other ladies.”I butted in, using my most indignant voice. “WHAT other ladies?””Hold your bloody horses missy, I haven’t finished yet. And don’t you go slagging off my jumbucks, every one of them is female, and I recon most are more lady-like than the Sheila’s around here. Now you’ve made me lose my train of thought. Ah yes that was it. You have to decide if you want to join them sheep of mine, or maybe you’d rather stop down here in the bar, and have a nice cold beer with us lads?””But would that mean I’d have to take my knickers off?””Course it would, only ladies object to taking their knickers down for the lads, and as you know, ladies ain’t allowed in here, only common Sheila’s in my bar.””Please, I couldn’t wait up there with the sheep, they frighten me.””So, let’s see you drop your knickers.””Please, surely you wouldn’t make me?””The law is the law, and I can’t change it just for you. So now you know the alternatives. Wait with the sheep, fry in the sun, or stop here, drop them little knickers down, have a cold beer and maybe some fun.” “But you wouldn’t make me go out there in the sun?””I think you know the answer to that.”I didn’t reply, but stood there not knowing what to say. “Right, little missy. I’m going to open this little musical box up, and put it on the table. You’ll have until the music stops, and the little ballerina’s arms drop back to her sides to make up your mind. If you are still in here with your knickers on when that happens, we’ll not only remove them for you. We’ll take turns fucking you, until the land-train arrives?”He turned the key in the bottom of the box. “Click click click click, click click click click, click click click click, click click click click, click click.”Then he placed it on the edge of the nearest table, he lifted the lid open, and the little ballerina popped up and began to dance to the simple quiet tune. The place was eerily silent; you could have heard a pin drop. All eyes were on me, and I stood petrified.The music had started as these boxes do, with the plinkty plonking sounds going at full speed, then I suddenly came to my senses as I realised it was slowing down! I now had only seconds to decide. But there was really no choice. There was absolutely no way I could wait in that shed with the sheep, apart from the flies, smell, and noise, I was actually scared of them. The wait for the land train would be anywhere from half-an-hour up-to three hours, so going out into the sun was also not an option. And the other alternative he’d outline, was definitely out. Jesus! The box is about to stop!I rapidly put my hands behind me, up under my dress and started pulling my knickers down. As soon as my hands went behind my back, the silence was broken by a chorus of rough male voices chanting. “Off off…” Now this is the weirdest thing you can imagine, there had to be at least fifty men in here, and only one girl, and I’m being literally forced into removing my knickers. So, with my heart pounding in my chest, and feeling so scared; why now these men have started behaving like a****ls, am I getting excited? Yes, I mean sexually excited.As I lower my knickers below the hem of my dress, and the men can now see them, their chanting is getting wilder. I step out of them, and Arnold is stood there with his arm outstretched ready to take them. As he does so, his first action is as you might expect, to put them to his nose. But as he is doing this he obviously must have taken a quick look at the inside of the gusset, and realised what the sticky moistness was caused by. He suddenly held his hand high in the air; palm face out with fingers outstretched and waved it around to the chanting audience. “HOLD UP THERE BLUE. QUIET LET’S HAVE SOME SHUSH LADS.”Gradually the chanting died out, and a semi-silence descended. “Listen up lads. It looks like the little missy has some explaining to do. She’s bin a cottoning on she’s a lady, and trying to make us all feel sorry for her, when these here knickers are telling me a different story. So little missy how come your knickers are full of cum?”By now, the feeling I was getting of sexual excitement had gone, replaced by pure embarrassment. I know I must have been bright red, my cheeks were burning, and I just wanted the ground to open up and swallow me!”We’re a waiting.””I was r… Well I…I kinda. Look its difficult to explain. But this man you know… On the train… On the journey out here.””So a man ****d you on your trip out here? So who is the lucky bastard?””No. I didn’t say he’d ****d me.””So who was he? Your boyfriend?””No. I don’t know who he was.””What you let a bloke you’d never met before; give you a rooting on the train?””It wasn’t like that, it was…””Never mind about the details honey, I’m sure you’re gonna fit in well here today. What say you boys?” There was an almighty cheer went up, and the chanting began again, but this time, they were calling for my dress to come off! “Hold-up boys. Calm down. A bit of order, or I’ll keep her behind the bar with me.” Gradually the noise subsided, but it wasn’t quiet by a long way. “Ok I think the little girl is in need of a cold beer, and as Sheila’s ain’t allowed to by beer in here, which of you nice blokes is gonna buy her one.”Of course there were hands in the air and men shouting in all directions. They were holding out bottles and calling.”Over here.” “Here love.” “Have mine.”Now again, I began to get this feeling that something exciting was going to happen to me, and the feeling of embarrassment had gone. I’m not saying I was looking forward to being ****d by fifty men, but being the centre of attention, knowing all these men wanted to fuck me silly, had gone from frightening, to exciting, and I can’t explain why. As I walked towards each man, they’d be trying to encourage me to take a drink from their bottle that they were holding out towards me. I was getting into the act, sidling myself towards one table, then changing my mind and going towards another. I almost had myself believing I was in control of the situation.Then as one quite reasonable looking man, aged in his twenties, kept enticing me towards him. I reach to take the bottle from his hand. As soon as my little fingers encircled the bottle, his massive hand clamped on top of mine, and he held me tightly.The men all around resumed their chanting. “SHOW US HER FANNY, SHOW US HER FANNY, SHOW US HER FANNY, SHOW US HER FANNY, SHOW US HER FANNY, SHOW US HER FANNY, SHOW US HER FANNY.” He now held his hand up in the air like Arnold had done, and gradually they settled down.”Well little girl, we don’t even know your name.””Jane. Jane Benson.””Well Jane Benson, my names Jimmy, and I guess you’ve got the message from the lads in here.””I reckon yes.””So Jane Benson, am I going to have to hold you so they all get a good look at you? Or is Jane a good time girl?””What do you mean? A good time girl.””All us lads want is a good time. Now you can join us and have a good time with us, or we can have a good time at your expense, and you can leave here crying. You see it don’t matter to us, we get to fuck you either way.””No please don’t say things like that, you’re frightening me.””Ok then I won’t mention fucking. But you know you’re going to have to show your pussy?”Well I didn’t know anything at this stage, and even the gang **** he’d just talked about somehow seemed inevitable in the back of my mind. I just didn’t want to admit it to myself. Then out of the blue an old bloke sitting next to him spoke up. “You bloody young spunkers have got no idea, you go in like a bull at a gate, frightening the wits out of her. Come here Jane my little darling, old Bill u’ll let you have a drink of his beer, and it’ll only cost you a little cuddle.” Well he not only spoke-up, but he also took my hand from Jimmy’s, and Jimmy didn’t try to stop him.He pulled me back towards him, and now I’m sitting on his knee, laying back into his left arm. He gives me his beer bottle, and I take a drink. God does that taste good. “Good eh? Now all old Bill here wants in return is a little feel of your titties.” And with that his right hand was undoing the buttons down the front of my dress. I can’t say this was what I wanted, but at least this approach was passing the time, and bringing the arrival of the road train out of here just a little closer. And it was better than them talking about seeing my pussy or fucking me!So I tried to act as unconcerned as possible, laying back in his arms swigging at his bottle of beer, while he’d now got me unbuttoned right down to below my bra, and his hand was inside it, fondling my left tit. “See Jimmy boy, she’s like that old truck of mine. You have to take your time, and prime it right.”But even though I was maybe looking in control on the outside, inside my body was starting to go wild. Every stroke of my nipple sent a quiver through my pussy, and I was having difficulty keeping still.”Come-on then you old bastard, pass her back, I’ll have a bit of those titties.””Hold-up a minute, I just want a little taste of ’em.” Well I knew before his lips touched what effect that would have. And sort of knowing and waiting those few second until he touched me, got me so on edge, that as he latched on and sucked, I couldn’t stop myself shuffling my bottom on his lap, but I did my best not to open my legs too far. “See what I mean, just take it slowly, and she’ll be throbbing away in no time.””You crafty old sod, you’ve got her squirming around already. Come-on then pass her back.””Hang on there Jimmy; I reckon she’s about ready.” This was Arnold, who’d come back from behind the bar.”For those of you who don’t know the rules. We’re gonna play Arnold’s version of pass the parcel. Go on then Jimmy, you might as well keep her on the boil while I set this up.” I was passed onto Jimmy’s knee, and Bill took the now empty beer bottle from my hand. “Sling us another cold beer over here, looks like our Jane here has got a bit of a thirst on.””Don’t worry, she can drink my cum any second now.” Who said that. I had no idea, but I guess a few of them were thinking it.Bill called out, “There you go again lads, just back off. Just have a little patience.”Jimmy was now fondling my tits, and sucking from one nipple to the other. And although not spread wide, my legs were definitely not tight shut. My pussy was pounding, and now contrary to what Bill was saying, the talk of drinking cum, was actually sending more ripples of excitement down my tummy.”Look at her downing that beer; you’d think she hadn’t had a drink for days.” I hadn’t realised until I’d heard someone making the remark, and I’d thought this was my second one, which for me, someone who doesn’t normally drink alcohol, would be more than enough, but then I heard Jimmy reply.”God strewth. That’s almost three bottles; she’d already had most of mine and Bill’s.””Well don’t give her anymore; we don’t want her passing out on us. Ok lads, most of you have already thrown your arrows* to get your place. But those who haven’t, had better get a move on if they want any of the action. And make sure I get to see the arrows before you pull them out of the board. Right looking at the slate, it looks like Greg is first one up, remember you wind the box for your own turn, and once it stops, that’s your turn over. And no rough stuff, when she falls, it’s got to be her choice. *Arrows, (Darts, a game played in some bars, three sharp pointed darts about six inches long are thrown at a board hung on the wall. The board has segments marked with the score awarded. And in this case, it looks like they’ve used this as a way of deciding what order they get to play with me.)”Ok Jimmy, pass her back over here.” I was stood back on the floor, and I didn’t feel too steady on my feet. The beer was definitely getting to me. “Right Jane, are you ready to play?””What do I have to do?””You know pass the parcel? Well you’re our parcel. But don’t worry we’re not going to rip off a layer for each player. All you do is sit on each man’s knee in turn, they each have until the ballerina stops to get you worked-up, and they’re only allowed to touch you where you say.””So if I say no, they won’t touch me?””That’s the idea. But if you agree to play, you have to agree to start where Bill and Jimmy boy left off. So are you game?”I didn’t want to get myself fucked, but I knew if I didn’t agree to something like this, then they’d just start chanting to get me stripped. Anyway, this was all passing time, and surely the land train would soon arrive.”Ok, I’ll play your game. Shall I sit on his knee now?” In truth I wanted to sit down somewhere, before I fell down, my head was beginning to spin.”Right Kenny, you heard Jane agree, and I did explain to her it was her own choice.”A very tall man in a blue uniform walked up to the table. “Yes Arnold, I heard it all. So, Miss Jane Benson, I don’t want any silly complaints to Mr Gordon (I had no idea who Mr Gordon was, the mine owner who’d employed me was called Mr Simpson) when you get to the Jennywren. We all saw you take your own knickers down, and you’ve just agreed to play this game.””Ok Jane darling; that was nice constable Rogers. He’ll make sure you don’t get hurt, so you can just relax and let yourself go.”Well by now the state of arousal I’d been taken too had faded away, and all I felt now was confused and dizzy. The first of these men sat me on his knee, and as he did, the man whose turn was next, opened the lid to the music box. As the little lady started dancing, his hand took hold of my tit, and he also brought his mouth down as well. The men were Stood all around about five deep, just a sea of faces. Gradually the audience faded from my thoughts, as the manipulation of my breasts began to take hold.Even the noise of the music box faded as I descended into a trance like state. The sexual arousal didn’t appear to have the acute tingle to it, maybe my senses had been dulled by the effect of the beer, but never the less, I was still drifting in a land of dreams. Then came a sudden awakening, as I was being passed across to a new man, obviously the other man’s time was up. This new man, had me lying the other way around, that is laying back into his right arm, and for some peculiar reason, it just felt different, which kind of excited me slightly. Or maybe this man had a better technique, what ever, I was now actually having to fight off the hip movements that my body wanted to make.Then I suddenly felt his left hand touching my inner leg just above the knee. God did this feel good, and all my body wanted to do was to open my legs wide to encourage his hand higher. But I knew this would be just one step away from a gang bang, and I really didn’t want that! Well ok I did, but I knew it would be out of control, and anything could happen. So I mustered all my resolve, and placed my hand onto his wrist. He pushed and my hand was no match for his strength, so my hand was taken up under my dress. His fingers were on the bare flesh of my pussy, and I thought that this was it.”Please no.” I said meekly, not expecting anyone to take any notice.”You heard her. Hand out now or your turns over.” The hand was pulled back, but the man momentarily took his mouth from my tit to give me a really nasty look, then as he went back to my breasts, he began to bite them.”Ouch! Aarg. That hurts.””Thud!” The policeman had whacked the man across the side of his head with his truncheon. The man recoiled back, and looked across all dazed. “Come-on lad, your turns over.” Said the policeman taking him by his arm.”Come-on then love, looks like I’m on now.” This was the next man, lifting me from the knee I was sitting on, onto his own. Once the ballerina was re-set, he lay me back in his arms, and began to snuggle his face all around my breasts. He was licking, sucking, and lightly plucking my nipples with his teeth, but all the time looking for my reaction. Gradually, fed by my reaction, his nibbling got more and more rough, each time he’d grip with his teeth, and tug, looking for a sign from me to let go. I was so engrossed in his little game, I hadn’t realised every time he pulled at my nipples, I was heaving my hips.Then I felt the man’s hand sliding under my dress and up my leg, but not on the inside going for my pussy, but on the front and it bypassed my pussy, and his palm was on my tummy. Jesus! How can just a simple hand stroking around my belly button, turn me on so much? As he’d avoided going for my crotch area, I’d just let him get on with it. But I now realised that each time I lifted my hips in response to his nipple pulling, I was sort of lifting my bush into his outstretched fingers. And I could tell I was gradually pushing my bush closer, but felt I was unable to stop myself. I knew he’d soon be able to draw his outstretched fingers across my pussy.But of course I was tipsy, and by now loosing control, so I didn’t realise that maybe it was him actually reaching slightly further each time, and not me. And also, his hand under my dress had pulled my hem up high. So with my legs falling open as I humped, my dress pulled up, and no knickers on, the audience was getting a real eyeful.”Shit! That was bloody close, I’d almost got her.” What! Oh yes the bloody music box. His time must have run out. I tried to talk myself into coming to my senses. Come-on Jane, get your wits about you. A few more minutes and you’d have been riding his fingers, and opening up for his dick.It was only a matter of seconds before I was in the next man’s arms, but almost immediately, he was lifting me under the backs of my legs, with his other arm around my back. Then he called out to nobody in particular, “Somebody get a bed roll spread out.” Next second he was lowering me onto it, where I was now in a sitting position on the floor. He immediately began to take my dress down over my shoulders. I didn’t know if I should object, but as I was letting them feel and nibble on my breasts, it seemed silly to worry about it. Now my dress was almost a skirt, being as the bodice was hanging down around the flared part of the dress. And now he was lifting off my bra, but in truth, I actually was glad about that. I think those half cut bra’s look silly once the blouse or dress is open, and anyway, I’m secretly proud of my breasts.So now all I’ve got on is a loose dress covering the upper part of my legs, and I’m lying down on an old bed-roll on a bar-room floor. The man now has both his hands free; he is using them to work my breasts, while he is kissing my neck and lips. Ok this isn’t a romantic situation, but boy did it feel good. I was soon responding to his probing tongue as if it was an encounter with a lover. Now one of his hands was roaming down my torso and as I felt his fingers reach the edge of my bushy mound, I gave one of my involuntary humps. Now being flat on my back, I was able to assist the lift by forcing my heals back into the floor. I suddenly realised what I was doing as his hand cupped my bushy mound, and I felt his finger ends dancing on the lips of my pussy.I would have let out a gasp of surprise, and maybe then tried to make some kind of protest, but our mouths were locked in a French kiss, and he wasn’t about to let me break it off! I was wriggling my hips and pulling with both of my hands gripped tightly on his wrist. But my strength was no match for his. So as I tried to fight him off using all my strength, all I succeeded in doing was to shake my dress down my body, to a point where it just slipped over my knees and down to my ankles!I was now naked, his body weight was now being brought to bear on mine, and he’d got his fingers into my hole. But this was not getting me aroused, on the contrary, the work he’d done so far was now all being undone. And if they were going to keep to their word, the second I got my mouth free, I’d be able to stop him. But I guess he knew that, and he was intent on getting himself in between my legs, and his dick stuck up me before either his time runs out, or I get my lips free. I obviously couldn’t see what he was doing, but as he climbed in between my legs, the contact with his bare skin told me he hadn’t got any pants on!I resigned my self to a rough desperate thrust, without any easing up or gentle manipulation. “Hang on there blue. You do know the rules, don’t you?” I could see the copper’s big truncheon antalya escort bayan tapping on this man’s shoulder, inches from my eye. The man’s eyes swivelled past mine and focused on it. I saw a look of, oh shit, appear in his expression. He knew one lunge of his hips would bring that big wooden baton crashing against his skull. His lips lifted from mine, and I let rip.”Get him off, he’s r****g me!””Ok blue, you heard her.” The man stood up, picking up his pants as he did so, and making one last sulky remark. “Well at least I got my finger up her.”Arnold knelt down by my side, and I sat up and lent down to retrieve my dress.”Are you ok?””Yes, but I thought he was going to **** me.””Don’t you worry your pretty little head; we won’t let you get ****d. In fact before we let anyone fuck you, I promise we will ask you for a yes. Is that good enough?”Well I couldn’t really want any more reassurance than that, could I?”Yes I guess so.””But from now on, I’ll be letting two men play with you at the same time.””Oh I’m not sure about that.””Don’t be silly, just give it a try for me, if you don’t like it we’ll go back to one, ok?””Ok then.””Here I’ll take that for you.””But I was…””Don’t be silly, you know there’s no point in trying to cover-up now.” And with that he stood up, taking my dress with him.As he moved out, a man knelt down either side of me. One began kissing me, which at first got me a little worried, but then as his hands touched my breasts, I felt my excitement returning. The second man, although I couldn’t see him, must have been somewhere down by my legs, as his first touch was a hand stroking one of my feet, and then the back of my calf. This I found strange, but not worrying. My man at the top is working my breasts to perfection, and his kisses and love bites around my neck are really putting me at my ease. The foot man is kissing his way all around my feet, and now working up my legs. Well my pussy is well and truly on show, and I’m humping it to the manipulation of my breasts, but knowing this man is getting higher with his kisses, is sending a wave of excitement up to my pussy from the other end as well. Oh god! He’s kissing the inside of my left knee, and to do this, he’s got my leg folded back flat to the ground on the left hand side of me. Jesus! I knew he would, he’s now folding my right leg open as well; my pussy can’t get stretched any wider!If I don’t stop him now, then it’ll be too late. He’s kissing my right leg, and licking a line up my inner thigh. God please! Why make me like it so much, if it’s wrong? My lips are free to protest. I need to speak now to stop them, “Ple…” The first part of my plea is all I can utter, as my hips lunge up violently with a pussy spasm. The man is now licking my left leg, starting back down by my knee. “Did you want to say something?” I don’t answer, just slowly shake my head.His tongue touches my pussy lips, “Oh god! Yes. Oh god please. Yes yes.” And now I can’t control my actions. I’m lifting wildly, so much so, his tender licking is ending up with me bashing my pussy into his face. The man who was manipulating my breasts has stood up, but within second he’s back down kneeling astride my bust, without any pants. His great big hard dick dropped in between my tits, and he’s holding them around it as he thrusts towards my face.The man on my pussy has now got his face firmly into my crotch, as he licks pokes and sucks both my holes and clit. I know it’s now game over, and even if I was given the choice at this stage, I’d choose to be fucked, but there is still a nagging worry, thinking about just how many men there are in this bar! But I haven’t time to worry about that, as the man who’s been fucking my tits, has now moved down and is now positioning himself in between my legs!I see the policeman leaning down towards my face. “Well Jane Benson, do you want a fucking?””Oh god yes! Fuck me! Fuck me!”What can I say, he was up in one thrust, and it didn’t matter how hard he rammed, my pussy was more than ready for it. I’d already had several minor orgasms while these men had been working on me, but not been able to let myself go, so now I just went with the flow, freaking whenever my body wanted to. Both of these men took their turn to pump their spunk deep up inside me, and as soon as the second one was done, another was ready to take his place.I remember thinking to myself, so much for his idea of me having two men at a time play with me from now on. Cos they’re back to taking it in turns again. And in fact a little smirk came to my face. Then this next man took hold of me, and lifted me to my feet, and he got onto the bed-roll and lay flat, just his dick stood to attention. Then as he held his hands out to me, I stepped astride him and lowered myself onto his dick. I was above him on my hands and knees, and having to fuck myself. This I found so strange, r****g myself on a total stranger!It didn’t of course take long before I was ramming myself onto him with the excited enthusiasm of a novice, totally oblivious to the man playing around with my pussy and bottom. It was only when I realised he was pushing something up my bottom, that I froze. He’d got my hips in a tight grip, and his dick was at least two or three inches up my bottom, and still getting deeper. When I could eventually get my breath, and senses back, I let out a protest. “Stop him. Please he’s fucking my bottom.”Arnold knelt down by my side. “Calm down Jane. Come-on just take a deep breath, and stop tensing. It’ll go easier if you just relax.” He turned his head to the man behind me. “Go on ease some more up her, she’ll take it.”He’d taken hold of my shoulders, and this man was pushing relentlessly up, just stopping occasionally to give a slight withdrawal, and then back up again. “Oh god! Please it hurts.””Ok she’s got the lot up now.””There you are, I bet you never thought you’d be able to take all that?””Please, it’s hurting me.””Ok, I’ll tell you what we’ll do. Come-on we’ll lift you off Jake for a couple of minutes, while Arthur here gets that little bottom run-in a bit.” And as he was saying it, the man up my bottom and Arnold, both lifted me off the dick belonging to the man underneath me. As I felt it slip out, they lowered me back down. “There you are girl, you’ll be right now. Go on then Art, but start off a bit gentle.”His dick began pumping in and out of my bottom, and I tried to protest. “Please no.””Come-on love you ain’t giving him a chance. Just grit your teeth for the first few strokes and you’ll soon get into the swing of it. Come-on Art, get your fingers on her clit before she starts freaking.” Well whether it was his fingers on my clit, or as he’d said I’d get used to it after a few strokes, but one way or another, I just started to get turned on to this fucking, and even began to ride my bottom back to meet him thrusting up me!His spunk didn’t take long to arrive, and I even felt a minor tremor rippling through my pussy while he pumped it deep inside my bottom! But once he pulled out, the man underneath me wasted no time in getting his dick back into my pussy. Although I immediately joined in by riding with him, I soon felt another pair of hands clasping my hips. I knew this would be another man mounting me from behind, but I’d resigned myself to taking him. I held still while he got into position, and then I could feel the end of his dick at my hole.Oh god! God yes. Oh ooooh. As soon as it touched, my hole started pulsing, as though it was trying to open to let the dick inside. The dick didn’t hesitate at the entrance; it made contact, and just kept pushing its way up. But this was nothing like last time, this time the exhilaration as my bottom hole began to stretch was like nothing I’ve ever experienced. I instinctively pushed my bottom hard backwards, driving myself onto his dick.That was the signal for them both to get back into their stride, and boy did they give me a fucking. The man under me was thrusting upwards, but the man on top was not only thrusting his dick into me, but also ramming me backwards using his hands on my hips. Both dicks were using their full length, penetrating deep inside me. Gone now the previous feelings of extreme pain, now the pain had moved into the area of sheer pleasure. And all I can say if you don’t understand what I mean by that, is, it’s about time you tried double penetration sex. Well I’m now in a world of extreme emotion, being shaken back and forwards as these two men fuck the living daylights out of me. My only thoughts are to attempt to coincide my orgasm with theirs if I can. No worries now about how many more men I’ve got to take, or about my shattered reputation.”Blaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaar.” The noise of the audience was suddenly overshadowed by a blast of a horn, which although it was nearly a mile away, reverberated through the bar.”Ok lads, shows over. These will be the last two lucky buggers. The rest of you had better start getting your kit together, he doesn’t wait around long.”The sound of the horn on the arriving Land Train had somehow taken my mind off my quest to have a simultaneous orgasm, but no way had it distracted the two men fucking me, they were gonna finish what they’d started come hell or high water. But as these things go, it was only a few minutes before the first man started jerking his cum into my pussy, I was on the point of cuming myself, and there was no way I could hold back until the man up my bottom was ready.So although the man under me triggered the event, he’d stopped spunking, gone soft, and slipped out long before my silly gasping and moaning had ceased. The man up my bottom actually lifted me up to allow the man under me to get out, he then pulled out, turned me on my back, lifted my legs up high and wide, and re-entered my bottom, but with us in the missionary position. It only took him a few rapid strokes, before he too was cuming, pumping his sticky spunk deep into my bottom.Once he’d pulled out, like all the others, he just picked up his pants, and walked away, no, thank you, kiss my arse nor fuck-all. But what did I expect? I sat myself up, and could see all the men busily sorting out their kit bags, finishing their beers, and beginning to make their way outside. I was about to get to my feet, thinking I’d better get a move-on. Then Arnold put his hand on my shoulder. “Hold-on there my little beauty, aren’t you forgetting something?””What?””Don’t you think I deserve some kind of reward for organising that little party game for you? And what about Ken here? He was the one who looked after you making sure you didn’t get ****d.”So what did happen to me? Wasn’t I ****d? Well in their eyes, obviously not. It was just a game, which they thought I should be grateful for them organising. Well what the fuck, two more men won’t make any difference to either my reputation or to how sore I’ll feel later. Then I suddenly thought, “What about the road train, I can’t miss that?””Don’t worry your little self about that, both drivers will be in here as soon as they park-up, to get a few cold beers before they set off. They know the score anyway, so they’ll be taking you into the cab with them when they set off. Come on then girl, get that pussy of yours wrapped around my dick, Ken’ll take your arse.”Both these men were big. Not just the bodily physique, but I mean real big dicks. None of the men up to now had been anywhere near in either length or thickness. So as he pushed into my pussy, I took a sharp intake of breath, the stretching pushing my sensation to the limit. Then once he’d got fully up, I felt Ken’s dick end, bearing in mind at this stage, I didn’t know how big Ken was!Like before my bottom pulsed, and I tried to push back as he thrust forwards. But god this was so tight, even with me doing my best to push against him, it took at least five or six in and out thrusts to ease him up, and I don’t think it was all in at that. But all in or not, they both began to fuck me, slowly at first, but getting faster and deeper all the time. I don’t think I actually blacked out, but I was in a trance like state, bordering on the limit of pain and pleasure. Big dicks are nice once you get used to them, but taking these two men at the same time must have been near to my absolute limit. They both cum, and I guess I had a minor tremor, but in truth, that was one experience, that went too far.Once I had gained my senses, I was given a bowl of water and some towels to clean myself down. Once this was done I found myself a clean pair of knickers from my case, and put the bra and dress back on. The two drivers of the land train had just finished drinking their second beers, so with a third one in their hands, they escorted me out to their big truck.All the men were now on board, in the three big metal trailers, with only a canvas tarpaulin stretched across the top to keep out the blaze of the sun. It was sheeted down leaving a large gap at both front and back, to aid the air flow through the trailer. But even though I never had to endure travelling in there, I’d imagine it must have been unbearable. I was however escorted past the trailers, up to the front wheel of the big truck that pulled them. To the back of the front wheel was a ladder, and it took a climb of about six feet to get up to the door to the cab.One of the drivers climbed up first, opened the door and climbed inside, turning around to sit in the doorway. I went next, followed by the other driver, who I assumed wanted to get a look up my dress. Once we were all inside, the big engine fired up, and with a lurch, we began to move, slowly at first, but gradually over a distance of about a mile, and sixteen different gear changes later, we were eventually rolling along at about 35 MPH. You might not think that’s very quick, but I’m telling you, on those dirt roads, that is really moving.”There’s a bunk in the back of the cab, I guess you’ll want a bit of shut-eye, it’ll be a long trip.””Thank you. I half expect… No, sorry. Just thank you.”I turned and began to clamber into the cabs bunk area. “Come-on then. What were you going to say?””Nothing, it really doesn’t matter.””Come-on, we’re doing you a favour here, the least you can do is be frank with us.””I’m sorry. But it’s just me tarring you with the same brush as all these other brutes out here.””So what were you going to say?””I half expected you two to both want, you know, sex.””And if we did?””Well I expect like you say, you’re doing me a favour. If you hadn’t let me ride up here, I’d be getting ****d in the trailer, so it would be only fair to reward you.””Well I hadn’t even thought about sex, but being as you put it like that, I think you’re right. Tell you what, I’ll climb in the bunk with you now, and once you’ve sorted me out, I’ll drive while you sort out Graham. How’s that sound?”Hadn’t even thought of it! Who’s he k**ding! But after my last ordeal, taking these two one at a time couldn’t be too much of a job, no matter how big their dicks were.”Come-on then Charlie, lets see what turns you on.”As I got onto the bunk, I stripped off naked, and lay on my back, Charlie soon joined me, he had already stripped before climbing over.He fucked me three times, once up my bottom, and twice in my pussy, but I won’t go into detail, as it was pretty uneventful. In fact, even though I wouldn’t tell him. I found it quite boring. Yes, I had minor tremors, but nothing that could have be measured on the Richter scale. So as he moved away, having satisfied his sexual urge, I lay back waiting for non event number two to arrive. I guess it isn’t possible for a man on his own to build the sexual atmosphere that I’d just experienced in that bar.They don’t stop the truck to change over drivers, but it isn’t just a two second operation. So while they were going about there changeover routine, the effect of the beer, tiredness, and the motion of the truck, all combined to send me to the land of nod. So I’m sleeping away, and drifting into dreamland.As you might expect, my dream is about sex, or more accurately, me being fucked. Well let’s start as far back in my dream as I can remember, cos like all dreams, the actual start is very vague. I think I’m lying in a hay-cart, or something like that, and I can feel the sun beating down on me. Yes it is a hay-cart, and it’s being pulled by my uncle’s old Fergie tractor. In fact as I turn to look forwards, he is looking back waving. I wave back to him, but now he’s shaking his fist. I wonder why, but as I roll over onto my back again, I see old Dave (Dave is what we’d call the village idiot, a grown man, that has the mental age of a c***d) looming high above me, blocking out the sun. Now Dave is tugging at my dress, and it shreds like it’s made of paper, so now I’m suddenly naked. But Dave is no longer Dave; he’s now Robin Hood or more accurately, Errol Flynn. This is one weird dream, Robin Hood is stood above me, blocking the sun from my eyes, and taking off his clothes. I’m on my back, naked, with him stood in between my open legs. He smiles down at me, God look at his chin, such a firm square jaw. He takes off his shirt, God look at his naked chest, so broad and manly. He pulls down his tights; God look at the size of his dick, the reputation he’s got doesn’t do him justice. He towers above me, with a dick dropping almost down to his knees. Now he kneels down, puts his hands on my ankles, and I willingly lift them high and wide. He kisses my inner thigh, my pussy begins to throb. Now he’s kissing the other side, god, I’m on fire, I want him, I want him now. His kisses get higher up my leg until he’s kissing my pussy lips. I’m lifting my pussy high to meet his tongue, and he’s lapping into my slit. Now he’s sucking my clit, my pussy is pulsing wildly. His tongue traces its way up over my mound of bushy hair, across my naked belly, laps into my belly button, continues up the valley of my ribs, climbs the mountain that is my left tit, and circles my nipple. With each nibble and tweak that his mouth makes on my nipples, I heave towards him with my pussy. Oh god what a sensational lover he is. So romantic. So handsome. Oh my god! He’s so big as well. His dick is stretching my pussy, and as I thrust towards him I accelerate the entry of his monster. My tummy feels inflated as he reaches full depth. His thrusting starts slowly, but in no time, he’s increasing his speed. Now he’s got hold of my hips and he is ramming me hard. This isn’t a dream; my head is being banged against the end wall of the bunk! Oh god it’s real! This man is giving me a fucking to rival anything I’ve had earlier today. The sweat is pouring off me, and my body is being pulverised by his powerful thrusting. Now with my eyes wide open I can see this isn’t Errol Flynn or Robin Hood, its Graham the second driver. And right now, I’ll take back what I said earlier about one man not being able to get me going. He’s got my body doubled-up with my legs stretched wide open, and ankles up by my shoulders. His ramming is so violent, but I want more of it. Now I’m awake, I begin to express my feeling to him.”Yes fuck me harder! Oh yes fuck it! Yes more. Up my arse!”Well I can maybe understand me getting into the swing of things, and talking dirty, but I’ve never used the word arse before. And anyway, do I really want him to fuck my bottom? Well I’ve done it now, he obviously heard me, and his dick is now lining up my bottom hole. My bottom is again pulsing open, ready to take him. Oh fuck yes! God how could I have not liked being fucked in the bottom that first time? “Yes fuck it! Give it to me! Oh god yes harder! Oh god I’m cuming.” Well as my pussy exploded, so did his dick. He was jerking his cum up my bottom, and I jerked my hips, and my pussy literally squirted my cum all over his belly. God did I feel ashamed, it was as though I was a little girl again, and I’d wet myself. Or more to the point, as though I’d some how peed on him. His spunk was all spent, then his dick went limp and slipped out. At which point he let go of my ankles, and I let my legs fall back against the wall one side, and across into the cab area on the other. But my orgasm was still going, not squirting, but my hips giving random pumps, and sticky fluid trickling from my pussy.It appeared to go on for ever, but I guess it was only a minute or two. When I felt my normal head returning, I propped myself up onto my elbows and looked down. What a mess. God did I feel embarrassed. “I’m sorry, I I don’t know what happened. I’ve never done that before.””So old Graham here ain’t such a bad old fuck?””Are you k**ding, I’ve never. I mean you were the best I’ve ever had. Nobody has ever made it do that before.””Here. Get yourself cleaned up.” He handed me a towel and a damp cloth. “You can have yourself a sleep now; we won’t be stopping for about ten hours.”Then he turned away, with the biggest smile on his face. I got myself cleaned-up, and snuggled myself back into the bunk, this time my dream was just that, still about sex, or me being fucked, but it meandered through all other things as well. But one more thing I will mention, is Grahams dick, it wasn’t the monster I’d dreamt about, I’d say it was fairly average, so how he got me so aroused, I’ll never know.I awoke several hours later, and the big truck was still rumbling it way along the road. But I guess this section was more rutted than the previous stretch, and even though the truck was travelling slower, it was lurching about quite violently. It must have been this lurching about that had stirred me from my slumbers, and as I sat up, Graham turned and gave me a big smile.”How’s our Jane? Does that feel better?””I feel wonderful, but I could eat a horse.””Well I haven’t got any horses for you, but there’s some tucker in here, go on help yourself.” He handed me a tin box, with various food items in it. I got myself up, and made my way across into the cab area, where I sat down next to Graham, and began eating.”So what exactly are you coming out to this god forsaken place for?”When I explained what I was going to be doing and who I was going to be working for, he shook his head. “You poor little girl; looks like you’ve been suckered.””What do you mean?”Well it turns out the man who owns the mine, lives on his own, isn’t married, and hasn’t got c***dren. And his name is Mr Gordon, not Simpson. The only Mr Simpson of any note runs a brothel, about two miles from the mine! So it looked at this point like I’d come all the way from England to work as a whore in an outback brothel!

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