Ganged by the invisible men

Warning: Dubious consent themes. Do not read if offended by hardcore erotica.

I could have sworn I felt some presence next to me on the bus, despite the fact that the seat was empty, but I must have been imagining it because I could not see anything.

I was sure that somebody was following me when I was walking down the street as well. I whirled round when I thought I heard somebody whisper into my ear. Was I going crazy?

The night was falling, there was nobody around, I quickened my pace in a hurry to get home…and then there was a sudden hand on my mouth! Before I could react I was being hauled into the alleyway nearby.

The hand was then off my mouth, allowing my scream to escape as my arms and legs were pinned down. I was terrified, and what made it more terrifying was that I could not see anybody. But I could hear grunts all around me, and I could feel the pressure of multiple hands on my wrists and ankles. Was I going insane?

And then there was what felt like hot breath in my face, followed by a disembodied voice in the air.

“Meet the invisible men”, it said.

“Wh…what? Who…”

“Who are we? We’re a bunch of guys who discovered this chemical that bends light and makes us invisible. You can imagine the fun we’ve been having watching unsuspecting women in showers, even occasionally watching them piss. Then we went to groping unsuspecting women in the streets and delighting in their shock.

Then we decided to take things to the next level and start gangbanging bitches. So here we are, and here you are, on your back, pinned down and helpless. We can fuck who we like because our faces are never seen.”

It was then that the buttons on my blouse began to undo as if by themselves. It was like some kind of obscene magic show. A scissors then appeared in mid-air to cut open my bra at the front, the steel cold on my skin. My round breasts spilled out into the open, the chill of the night air hitting them.

There were several ‘Oh yeahs’ in the air around me. I then felt a tap on my ring finger.

“Married I see. How must this make you feel? Is your husband the only man you’ve been with? Do you like it when he sucks on your tits? I wonder if two men were to suck on your tits at once if you would end up liking it and your body would betray you?”

“Wait, please, you c…ooooooooooh!”

Invisible lips suddenly clamped upon each of my nipples.

I could feel the heat and wetness of those mouths, I could feel the tongues flick at my buds, but I could not see them. All I could see were those nipples moving from side to side, slowly elongating, getting wetter and wetter.