female train attendant

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"Dear passengers, the 4417 express train on the xx line to xx will depart at 23:30. Passengers who have not yet boarded, please board within five minutes..."
Ishimura sat comfortably in seat 45 by the window in the last carriage, listening to the continuous announcements from the platform. Annoyed, he casually put on his headphones and pressed the start button on his CD player. For him, the departure of the night train meant the start of his sleep time, as this wasn't his first time taking the night express train to Kobe.
He was a researcher at a biotechnology company, and twice a week he had to go to the experimental forest to search for specific plants for research. At 30 years old and single, he had no family ties, but his height of 150 centimeters, even among the generally short Japanese men, still left him with extreme inferiority and the shadow of not being able to find a girlfriend.
Startled awake by the vibrations of the moving train, Ishimura glanced at his watch: "2:05 AM." He yawned, stretched, and looked around the carriage. There were only three people in the carriage, including himself. This wasn't unusual on a weekday night express train, but the constant swaying of the seats at the front chased away Ishimura's drowsiness. "I
still have over three hours to sleep..." Ishimura muttered, taking his binoculars—used for searching plants—from his carry-on luggage and peering into the first row.
This excited Ishimura. It was a couple; the woman was sitting by the aisle, bent over, facing the aisle and with her back to the man; the man was sitting by the window, also turned to face the woman's back. The man's lower body was constantly thrusting with small movements, while the woman kept glancing at the front door of the carriage, just a step to her left. Although her body was constantly responding to the man's rhythmic thrusts, it was clear that the woman was worried that someone might suddenly walk into the carriage, since they were sitting in the two seats on the right side of the aisle at the very front.
Ishimura kept adjusting the angle and focus of his binoculars, but because of the limited space between the seats, and the fact that he could only peek, and because the couple hadn't taken off their clothes—the man had simply unzipped his pants, bent his knee against the woman's back, and was constantly thrusting with small movements, while the woman, who wasn't wearing underwear, had slightly raised her narrow skirt to accommodate him, and her mouth was occasionally making "humming and ah-ah" sounds—it made Ishimura's lust even more unbearable.
Suddenly, Ishimura caught a glimpse of the couple's flustered expressions through the lens. Just as he was wondering what was wrong, the automatic door at the front of the carriage opened, and a pair of black women's low-heeled shoes and a pair of long, shapely, and beautiful legs clad in sheer stockings entered the frame. Then, the legs bent down... It turned out to be a train attendant picking up the woman's ticket that had fallen onto the aisle.
Ishimura suddenly realized how beautiful those legs were, and stared intently at her lower body through the binoculars. "Damn it... you're so tight..." Ishimura complained that the train attendant's posture was too good, and he couldn't even see her crouching down. However, after the train attendant crouched down, a gap appeared between her light blue pencil skirt and her fair thighs. Ishimura quickly zoomed in: "Wow... it's white lace with floral trim..."
The train attendant straightened her legs and started walking towards the back of the carriage. Ishimura quickly put away the binoculars to avoid being discovered peeping.
"Sir, is there anything I can do for you?"
Ishimura nervously looked up, glancing at the train attendant as he stammered, "Oh...no...nothing..." Ishimura's anxiety intensified when he looked up and saw a beautiful woman with ample breasts. Her light blue uniform top seemed too small, unable to contain her prominent breasts, and even her white blouse underneath appeared tight. Ishimura thought he could see the marks of her nipples. "Ah...she's not wearing a bra..." A surge of lust welled up within Ishimura.
"Um...excuse me, I have a headache...do you have any painkillers?"
"I'll look for painkillers in the lounge."
For some reason, Ishimura changed his tune, saying he had a headache, while continuing to stare at the beautiful train attendant. Then, the train attendant walked out of the back door of the carriage, and Ishimura felt a jolt, especially in this nearly empty late-night express train carriage.
"Sir, I found two painkillers." The train attendant returned from the back door, allowing Ishimura to feast his eyes once more.
"So fast! Where did you find it?"
"Oh... this is the last carriage. The restroom and our restroom are right outside the back door, so it was quick."
Ishimura took the pills, thanked the beautiful woman, and watched her turn and walk out the back door of the carriage. Ishimura could only lie back down on the chair and close his eyes in disappointment.
3:40 a.m.
Ishimura was so captivated by the train attendant that he couldn't fall asleep. "If only I could kiss her... no, I also want to touch her thighs... and smell her panties..." The more Ishimura thought about it, the more excited he became. Watching the time tick by, he still hadn't seen her come out again. With some anticipation, Ishimura slowly turned his fantasy into action. He decided to chat with her first: "Anyway, there aren't many passengers on the express train at midnight, so it shouldn't disturb her work." Ishimura glanced at the couple sleeping soundly in the first row, and while thinking, he got up and walked towards the back door of the carriage.
Ishimura pushed open the rear door of the last carriage and saw a space less than five steps deep with three doors. The right
door, labeled "toilet," was clearly the restroom at the very back of the train, as the door directly in front of him had a sign that read, "This is the end point of this train. Beware of falling. Standing is prohibited." Of course, outside the door was the outside of the train. Ishimura looked at the left door and saw a warning sign that read, "Office area. Unauthorized entry will be dealt with." "This must be the staff rest room." Ishimura tiptoed and slowly turned the lock, but to his surprise, it wasn't locked. He pushed the door open and looked inside. Ishimura became even more excited. The beautiful train attendant was lying on her side on a bench, sleeping!
Seeing her slender figure, alluring light blue pencil skirt, and those fair, beautiful legs that made Ishimura's mouth water, her full and firm breasts... made Ishimura's penis rise high. Ishimura gently closed the door, quietly approached the train attendant, and knelt down beside her. He gently lifted her narrow skirt so that the dim light could illuminate her panties. Ishimura pressed his face against the bottom of her skirt, while his other hand couldn't help but stroke his own penis.
"Looks like she's sleeping soundly." Ishimura confidently removed the train attendant's shoes, then lightly licked her calves through her stockings. "So shapely!" Ishimura admired the train attendant's legs in his mind, while his right index finger slid up the curve of her calves. Ishimura stood up and leaned his face against the train attendant's pure, oval face, gently kissing her lips twice.
Suddenly, the train attendant rolled over from her side to her back, startling Ishimura, who quickly hid behind a bench. "Looks like I didn't wake her..." Ishimura crouched back down, still using his left hand to lift her skirt, while his right index finger slid up her thigh along the curve of her calf. Ishimura's heart was pounding. This was the first time he had done something wrong, and the first time he had touched the woman he considered the most beautiful.
He was terrified she would wake up, but lust was surging through him. "Who cares... Didn't I tell you that as long as I make her happy, everything will be fine?" Ishimura disregarded everything, slowly unzipped his pants, and pulled out his throbbing penis. He straddled her body with one leg, and his penis began to move towards her mouth.
"She wasn't awake just now, so it should be okay to be gentle now," Ishimura said, holding his penis in his right hand and moving it to her lips. He then gently teased her lips with the glans, feeling incredibly stimulated. He further rubbed his entire penis against her lips, and Ishimura let out two soft moans of pleasure.
Suddenly, the train attendant wiped her mouth and exclaimed, "Who! Who are you?" She sat up from her lying position, curled her legs up, and retreated to the side of the bench. Ishimura, burning with lust, ignored her and pressed forward, guiding his penis with his right hand and grabbing her head with his left, gesturing for her to swallow it.
"Ah...no...I'm going to scream...get out..." The train attendant shook her head from side to side to prevent Ishimura from succeeding. Ishimura panicked and slapped her. "Wow~~What are you doing...help! Help...help..." Before she could finish screaming, Ishimura grabbed her chin with his right hand and forced his penis into her mouth with his left.
"Ugh...ugh...no...ugh...don't...ah...ugh...help...ugh..." The train attendant struggled desperately and tried to scream, but Ishimura's hands were firmly pressing her head down, and her body was also pinned down by Ishimura's weight. Only her legs could still kick. Her nose was pressed hard against Ishimura's lower abdomen. Her constant struggles allowed Ishimura to enjoy the pleasurable friction without even thrusting.
"Ugh...Quick...Let...Ugh...Go...Me...Ugh...Otherwise...I...Will...Ugh...Bite..." The train attendant continued to struggle, and Ishimura felt the friction of teeth, tongue, and throat. With a moment of relaxation, he ejaculated. The train attendant forcefully vomited out the sticky, nauseating penis, white semen dripping from the corner of her mouth. "Ugh...I'm going to sue you..." the train attendant said while vomiting the thick liquid, then stood up and tried to walk out barefoot.
Ishimura strode back and slapped her. The train attendant slumped onto the bench. "What else do you want...?" she said, quickly sitting up and crawling back to the other end of the bench. Ishimura saw that his penis was still erect, so he simply took off his pants.
"No...no...help!"
"Stop yelling, there's no one in the carriage. If you don't yell, I'll be gentle, okay?"
"No! You're a beast, I'm on my period, go away~~ Help! Is there anyone who can save me...?"
Ishimura ignored her cries, pulled down his pants, and walked towards the train attendant with his erect penis.
"No...don't come any closer! I beg you...I'll give you money to find someone else...help...help! Ah..." Ishimura slapped her again, and she was in so much pain that she couldn't scream, only crying continuously.
Ishimura grabbed her legs and pulled her over forcefully, then squatted down and buried his head between her legs, sucking. The train attendant was frightened by the beating and only dared to scream softly. She squeezed her legs tightly to try to stop Ishimura's sucking, but this only excited Ishimura more.
"Please...please...I'm getting married soon...let me go...I'll help you with my hand...please don't rape me...okay?"
Ignoring her bargaining, Ishimura buried his head in her vagina through her white lace panties and began to suck and lick forcefully.
"Mmm...mmm...no...ah...I'll help you with my hand...okay...no...okay!"
"Okay, but you have to make me feel good first." Seeing that force wasn't working, Ishimura switched to a softer approach. He sat up on the bench and guided the train attendant's left hand to stroke his penis. The train attendant used her right hand to adjust her clothes while her left hand busily rubbed Ishimura's penis up and down. She hoped Ishimura would ejaculate quickly so she could end this nightmare.
"Mmm...mmm...it feels so good...what's your name?"
"Just hurry up and finish, why are you asking so many questions!"
Ishimura glanced at the name tag on the train attendant's light blue uniform top: "Mmm...mmm...oh, so your name is Chen Shuling! I'll call you Xiaoling then."
"What are you calling me for? Hurry up and get out here!" Although Xiaoling had helped her boyfriend with handjobs before, she extremely disliked helping this strange pervert, Ishimura, with handjobs.
"Mmm...oh...it feels so good...Xiaoling, you're so pretty..." After Ishimura finished speaking, he moved his head toward Xiaoling's cheek.
"What are you doing! Pervert...didn't I say I'd just help you masturbate?" Xiaoling shook
her head from side to side, dodging Ishimura's kiss. Ishimura grabbed Xiaoling's head with both hands and forcefully kissed her small lips, "What are you doing?" Xiaoling pushed Ishimura away with both hands, got up and ran toward the door, Ishimura quickly grabbed Xiaoling and slapped her again, "Help...help me..." Xiaoling was hit and fell to the ground.
Ishimura crouched down and whispered in Xiaoling's ear, "If you scream again, I'll strangle you!"
"Waaah...waaah...please don't hurt me...waaah...I'm getting married..." Xiaoling sobbed, begging Ishimura for mercy. "
Okay, you can't scream anymore, and you have to wake my limp little brother up." Without waiting for Xiaoling's reply, Ishimura stood up and grabbed her head with his right hand, pulling it towards his penis. Xiaoling knew what Ishimura meant. Wiping away her tears with her right hand, she used her left hand to lift Ishimura's limp penis.
Fearful and helpless, Xiaoling used her left hand to lift Ishimura's limp member and bring it to her mouth. Although her right hand was wiping away tears, it seemed unable to stop the fear and sorrow in her heart. She told herself to be a smart woman, to wait for an opportunity to escape; this was exactly what the company training required for calmly handling crisis situations meant.
With a slightly shy and trembling motion, Xiaoling took Ishimura's soft penis into her small mouth, licking the glans. She felt Ishimura's penis begin to swell in her mouth. Although Ishimura was only 150 centimeters tall and his penis wasn't particularly noticeable, it was enough to fill Xiaoling's small mouth completely when it swelled up. Xiaoling felt Ishimura's penis swell and touch her throat, and she felt nauseous and wanted to spit it out.
"If you're going to do it, do it properly..." Xiaoling had only spat it out halfway when Ishimura noticed and forced it back in with a thrust of his lower body.
Ishimura guided Xiaoling's right hand to caress his scrotum, while he bent down and reached his hands inside Xiaoling's uniform to caress her breasts through her white shirt. "Ugh... ugh... you... ugh... you can't..." Xiaoling protested helplessly with Ishimura's penis in her mouth, but because she was afraid that Ishimura would become rough again and that he would keep thrusting his penis in and out of her mouth, she didn't have time to stop him.
"Mmm...mmm...so good...ah..." Ishimura's lust began to spread, while Xiaoling closed her eyes, tears welling in her eyes, pretending it was just a nightmare.
Suddenly, Ishimura forcefully ripped Xiaoling's white shirt with both hands, several buttons falling off with a snap. "Ugh...you...what...are you...ugh...no...you can't..." Xiaoling stretched out her hands, trying to push Ishimura away and spit out his penis. Ishimura quickly grabbed Xiaoling's head with both hands, preventing his penis from leaving her mouth. Xiaoling continued to push Ishimura away with all her might, but Ishimura held her head down and thrust his hips back and forth forcefully a dozen times. Finally, Ishimura's penis withdrew from Xiaoling's mouth with satisfaction. Xiaoling quickly crawled to the trash can and spat out a mouthful of thick liquid. "Are
you satisfied now! You're about to roll away!" Xiaoling crawled back to the bench, pulled out a tissue to wipe her mouth, which was covered in sticky liquid, and continued to curse.
"Alright! Let me put my pants back on. You're not going to tell everyone about this, are you? That'll be on the news!" Ishimura warned Xiaoling not to sue him, then pulled up his pants and walked out the door. Before Ishimura even reached the back door of the last passenger car, he saw Xiaoling rush out of the staff break room and head straight for the women's restroom across the hall. Ishimura froze for a moment, his penis involuntarily hardening again.
"Great, so beautiful, it's such a shame I didn't have sex with her. If I miss this chance, I'll never meet another like her!" The crazed Ishimura was once again conquered by lust, and turned to walk to the women's restroom door. He gently turned the latch, finding it locked this time, so he pressed his ear against the door to listen for any sounds inside. He vaguely heard the sound of water and Xiaoling crying, so he had no choice but to wait quietly outside.
Ishimura checked his watch; it was 4:12 AM, almost an hour before arrival. "Looks like I don't have much time left!" he thought, blinded by lust.
The sound of water stopped shortly afterward. Shi Cun straightened up. Xiao Ling, who had just finished washing up, opened the door to come out. Shi Cun immediately pushed her back inside and closed the door behind her.
"Ah... Help... What are you doing? Didn't we agree that I would give you oral sex and then you would let me go? You beast... Help..." Xiao Ling questioned Shi Cun while screaming for help, shrinking back into the space between the toilet and the car wall.
Ishimura locked the toilet door and whispered to Xiaoling, "Don't be afraid. I'll just have sex and then leave, like a one-night stand. I won't hurt you... Besides, there aren't many people on the train, and no one will come to the last carriage in the middle of the night..."
"You...you get out of here and I'll pretend nothing happened...Get out of here!"
Ishimura ignored Xiaoling's accusations and slapped her across the face.
"Ugh...ugh...help...ah...get out of here..."
Ishimura leaned against Xiaoling, pressing her against the carriage wall. His right hand reached down and slipped under her light blue pencil skirt, while his left hand reached up and groped her unbraced breasts inside her white shirt. His lewd mouth forced its way onto her lips.
"Ugh...get away...don't...touch...me..." Xiaoling tried to block Ishimura's three advances with all her might, but Ishimura's body was too heavy, making it difficult for her to defend herself. Ishimura forcefully kissed Xiaoling's lips, but she tilted her head to avoid him; Ishimura grabbed and kneaded her full, firm breasts, and Xiaoling raised her hands to block him; Ishimura's right hand took the opportunity to slip to her vaginal opening through her panties, and Xiaoling had no choice but to squeeze her legs together to stop his caresses.
"Ah... um... no... you're breaking the law... didn't you promise me? You can't... help me..."
Ishimura reached up and slapped her again, then grabbed a handful of toilet paper from the toilet seat and stuffed it into Xiaoling's mouth.
"Ugh... ugh... ugh... no... don't... ah... ugh... spare me... ugh..."
Ishimura then reached his right hand under her skirt, groping her vaginal opening through her panties, and Xiaoling squeezed her legs even tighter. Ishimura moved his lower body forward again, using his left foot to pull apart Xiaoling's closed legs. "Ugh...ugh...you...beast..."
Ishimura's right hand moved up inside her tight skirt, reaching the top edge of her underwear. He forcefully pulled it down, dragging it down to her thighs. His left hand kneaded Xiaoling's nipples, his wolfish mouth licked her earlobe, and his left foot rubbed against her right thigh.
"...Ugh...um...no...ah...ah...no...can't...ugh..." Xiaoling's mouth was stuffed with toilet paper. Her hands were busy pulling away Ishimura's left hand that was kneading her nipples, but she was powerless to push away Ishimura's body that was pressing down on her.
Ishimura's right hand touched her vulva, his middle finger stroking back and forth along the opening. "...Ugh...um...um...no...don't...um...no...can't..." Xiaoling thought of her boyfriend's love, still resisting with "squeaks and squeaks," but her body was already exhausted from resisting, and waves of desire were coming from her genitals, her breasts were being rubbed and felt itchy and tingling.
Ishimura's right hand touched something wet, so he slowly inserted his middle finger into Xiaoling's vagina. "Ah... umm... um... pull it out... um... no... no..." Xiaoling tried to squeeze her legs together, but Ishimura used his right foot to pull her panties, which were half-undone on her thighs, down to her heel. He then stretched his right leg forward, so that Xiaoling's legs were straddling Ishimura's legs. Ishimura moved his left hand to grab her head, and his wolfish mouth began to suck on Xiaoling's breasts. His right middle finger moved in and out of her vagina, the wetness becoming increasingly intense.
"... umm... um... have... mercy... um... I... um... please..."
Ishimura's right hand pulled down his zipper, took out his penis, and his swollen rod was already eager to move. He lifted Xiaoling's narrow skirt, squatted slightly, and thrust forward and upward, his rod rubbing against the entrance of her vagina.
"...Mmm...No...Ah...Absolutely...No...Ah..." Xiaoling tried to squeeze her legs together, but could only manage to clamp Ishimura's legs. She began to punch Ishimura's body with her fists, and the tissue in her mouth, soaked with saliva, was easily spat out. Ishimura spread his legs apart, guided his penis with his right hand, and thrust hard. "Ah...It hurts...You beast...Waaah...No...Beast..." Ishimura pulled out and then thrust into her again forcefully.
"Ahhh...It hurts...Help...Ah..." Xiaoling gritted her teeth, tears streaming down her face, her whole body being thrust into.
"Ah... um... ah... ah..."
"How is it? It feels even better if you keep going..."
"Ah... ah... um... you beast... ah... um... um..."
Ishimura thrust forcefully over a hundred times, making Xiaoling's juices flow down her thighs. Xiaoling, with tears in her eyes, let Ishimura thrust into her. "Um... ah... ah... faster... faster... um ah..." Xiaoling gave up resisting. She felt tired and decided to let Ishimura ravage her, hoping it would all end quickly.
"Come here! Turn around and lie on the toilet." Ishimura closed the toilet lid and told Xiaoling to lie on it so he could fuck her from behind.
Xiaoling wiped her tears and did as he instructed. Ishimura straightened his body and thrust forward with his penis. "Ah... ah um um... ah um... so... comfortable... ah... um..." Ishimura continued to thrust forward, reaching his hands to grab and knead Xiaoling's breasts. "Is it... good?" Ishimura thrust even harder.
"Mmm...mmm...mmm...ah..." The sounds of moaning filled the dressing room, but no one else heard them.
After thrusting into Xiaoling from behind over a hundred times, Ishimura felt no urge to ejaculate. His left hand continued to pull on Xiaoling's waist, while his right hand lifted her skirt, allowing him to see his penis entering and exiting her vagina. Suddenly, Ishimura saw Xiaoling's tightly closed anus. While thrusting into her vagina, he touched her anus with his finger.
"Mmm...ah...mmm...you...what...do...don't...mmm...ah...do...anything..."
Ishimura thrust even harder. "Hehe! I haven't tried the backdoor flower yet." Ishimura chuckled to himself, slowly inserting his right index finger into Xiaoling's anus.
"Ah...no...don't mess around...ah...don't go too far..." Xiaoling enjoyed Ishimura's thrusting into her vagina while reaching behind her to push away Ishimura's right hand, which was rubbing against her anus. Ishimura ignored Xiaoling's protests and forcefully thrust his middle finger into her anus.
"Ah...it hurts so much..." Xiaoling screamed, reaching behind her to try and pull Ishimura's finger out. Ishimura pulled out his index finger and withdrew his penis from Xiaoling's vagina, then grabbed Xiaoling's buttocks with both hands.
"You...you...what are you doing...ah..." Xiaoling leaned over the toilet and turned to look at Ishimura. At that moment, Ishimura used his right hand to guide his penis towards her anus and thrust hard. "Ah...it hurts...not there..." Ishimura thrust hard, but only half of his glans went in.
"It's really tight!" Ishimura immediately spread her anus open with both hands and pushed forward forcefully. "Ah...it hurts so much...pull it out...you beast...waaaah...waaah..." It was Xiaoling's first time being penetrated in the anus, and the pain was unbearable, tears streaming down her face.
She tried to get up and leave, trying to pull out the penis that was pricking her anus, but Ishimura pressed her down forcefully and thrust into her a couple more times. "Ah! It hurts!...Ah! It hurts so much!...Ah...it hurts...please...please...please..." Ishimura pressed Xiaoling down again, who was struggling to get up, and thrust into her forcefully once more.
"Mmm...mmm...it feels so good...your anus is so tight...it's amazing..." Because Xiaoling's anus was very tight, Ishimura ejaculated after only a few thrusts. Xiaoling immediately felt the penis inside her anus twitch, accompanied by a gush of warm liquid. She knew that Ishimura had ejaculated.
Shi Cun rested contentedly on her back. Xiao Ling, tears welling in her eyes, threw Shi Cun to the ground as she got up and ran out the door. Shi Cun, seeing this, scrambled to his feet and chased after her. Just as Xiao Ling was about to run back to the lounge, Shi Cun grabbed her, and both of them fell down in the hallway.
"You beast! What more do you want? You've already raped me! What more do you want, you beast… ptooey!" Xiao Ling cursed Shi Cun, spitting at him.
Ishimura touched his penis, enjoying the feeling of Xiaoling's anus. He stood up, stroking his penis with his right hand, and grabbed Xiaoling with his left, wanting to pull her into having sex with him again in the aisle. Xiaoling got up and ran back to the door, which had a warning sign: "Caution: Falling, No Standing Allowed." Ishimura, blinded by lust, only wanted to enjoy the beauty in front of him again. He walked towards Xiaoling, stroking his penis with his right hand...
"Please... don't come again... please... please..." Xiaoling begged this beast with tears in her eyes, but Ishimura ignored her and continued walking towards her. Xiaoling turned the door lock, looking for a last place to defend herself, when Ishimura suddenly pounced and forced the car door open. Xiaoling fell out of the car with a thud, while Ishimura grabbed the door lock and climbed back into the car.

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