The other day, I was groped on the train.
I was naturally pushed into a corner by the wall on the crowded train.
The person who pushed me was a woman, so
I didn't think it was particularly suspicious.
But now that I think about it, she was pressing her body against me quite a bit.
I was pressed into the corner of the seat and the wall by that woman,
and I stayed still, covered by her.
After a while, I heard what sounded like her breathing heavily,
almost like she was panting.
Her face was right next to my ear.
I couldn't help but look at her face.
She had her eyes closed and was letting out seductive breaths.
What? My mind was filled with confusion.
Again, she let out a breath.
Her tongue peeked out from her slightly open lips.
I couldn't take my eyes off those lips,
when suddenly she opened her eyes and looked at me.
With eyes filled with longing and wetness.
I hurriedly looked away and lowered my head.
I felt like I shouldn't be looking.
Her face came so close that her breath touched my ear.
"I'm being groped," she whispered in my ear, startling me.
"No, it's okay, just pretend you don't know,"
she said, surprising me even more as I looked at her face.
There was no sign of confusion or fear on her face,
she was clearly feeling it.
"Someone's hand is inside my skirt," she said.
I noticed a large man behind her,
covering her as she covered me.
At this point, no one around could probably see me.
Scared, I lowered my face.
"I'm sorry, but just stay still like that,"
she said, resting her cheek on my head.
Scared, I nodded slightly.
"Thank you. Ugh," she suddenly groaned,
breathing heavily.
"A finger is coming inside my underwear,
it's coming inside. Ah."
Then she started narrating what was happening to her.
In a small voice,
"Ah, the finger is moving. Ah, it's coming to my clit,
ah, the finger, the finger, ugh, no."
"My clit is being rubbed. The finger feels amazing,
I'm getting excited from being groped.
I'm getting excited from being groped."
As I listened to her words,
I realized my own breathing was getting heavy.
And I noticed my body was getting hot,
"Ah, ah."
"Are you getting hot too? I'm sorry,"
she said, wrapping her hand around my waist.
Gently and slowly, she touched my body over my clothes...
"I'm sorry. You're cute. It's okay, I won't do anything scary,
just stay like that."
Her gentle words made me nod again.
Then her hand started gently touching my butt.
"Ah, my clit is being rubbed by a finger. It's so slippery,
I'm going to come from my clit. Ugh, ugh, no,
I'm going to come. I'm going to come. I'm coming."
And then...
She pressed her cheek hard against my head,
grabbing my butt with the hand she had around me,
and her body convulsed.
Before I knew it, she was touching my butt directly.
When did that happen? I thought,
but I was also leaning against her.
My face buried in her large chest.
I wanted to stay like that.
But the groping escalated further.
"Ugh, no, no, a finger is inside. Ah, the finger is amazing,
the finger is amazing. It's stirring inside. Ugh, the finger is going deep inside.
Amazing, my pussy is making wet sounds.
Can you hear it? It's making wet sounds as it's being stirred by the finger.
No, no, I can't, I'm going to come again.
I'm coming, I'm coming, I'm coming."
She said, convulsing again.
Before I knew it, her finger was rubbing my slit.
She convulsed several times.
I could occasionally hear the sound of her finger stirring her there.
It might have been my sound.
Her finger was stirring deep inside me.
Having no experience other than with him, and rarely coming,
I came quickly from her finger stirring my wet place.
"You're cute. You came for me."
I nodded, burying my face in her chest.
"Did you feel satisfied? I'm going to make you feel even better now.
With a penis. Do you want to come too?"
Her finger was still inside me.
"It's tightening. Don't you want a penis?
I'm with you, so it's okay. Do you want a penis?"
The train stopped.
At the same time, her finger left my body.
After that, I'm not sure where we went,
but she took me to a hotel.
With the large man who was behind her.
I was told it wasn't groping, but a groping play.
Apparently, they hadn't planned to go this far,
but I was feeling it so much, they said.
At the hotel, I was mostly being attacked by the two of them.
I was taken in positions I had never done with him.
They said I was quite submissive,
and they used words, caresses, a penis,
and even toys to torment me.
It was the first time I had come so many times.
When I was blindfolded, tied up with my hands behind my back,
and taken from behind,
they said I came so hard I almost fainted.
I also experienced lesbian sex for the first time.
The taste of a woman was indescribable, but while we were licking each other,
when I was suddenly penetrated,
I wet myself a little,
and dirtied her face.
But she said it was squirting.
We both gave the man a blowjob.
She taught me, and for the first time, I made him come with my mouth.
She told me to savor the semen, and I slowly tasted it with my tongue,
and slowly swallowed it. I thought it was delicious.
After that, I took all his semen in my mouth and savored it.
Everything was a first for me.
I thought I was a pervert.
When we left the hotel after being thoroughly taken, my legs were wobbly.
Before parting, we exchanged contact information.
"Next time, let's do something even more amazing," she said.
She drove me to the station.
"Suck his penis until we get there," she said,
and I sucked in the back seat.
"The cars next to us can see you," she said, but I didn't care,
and kept sucking. I wanted the semen.
Even when we got to the station, I kept sucking because I wanted the semen,
but I didn't get any.
We kissed one last time, and I got out of the car.
My pussy was throbbing, and my legs were wobbly.
I got an email saying we would meet again tomorrow.
We're meeting on the station platform. I can't wait.