The Pervert and Fang Keshi

Wednesday, the middle of the week. The dreaded Monday is over, the weekend hasn't arrived yet, and it's another day of hard work for the working class. The morning rush hour is every commuter's nightmare, especially on the subway. The moment the train pulls into the station, people surge forward, the carriages packed like sardines in a can, one next to the other. Many people's good mood for the day is shattered on the subway.

But today's subway was different. A sexy beauty stood out in the crowd. The girl's name was Fang Keshi, a classic Eastern beauty with delicate features, long flowing hair, a fair complexion with a slight pinkish tinge, and large, expressive eyes that were captivating. Beneath her slightly upturned nose, a pair of sexy red lips encased her small, exquisite mouth, making her incredibly cute. Beneath her pale, white neck were a pair of incredibly full breasts, an exaggerated 39-inch bust with an astonishing K-cup, standing proudly defying gravity. Encased in a white silk blouse, they appeared voluptuous and pert, swaying slightly with her alluring steps, as if beneath her fair skin lay a viscous nectar, ready to tremble at the slightest touch, and perhaps bursting at any moment with a squeeze. Below these enormous breasts was a 19-inch wasp waist, making one wonder if such a slender waist could support such a massive bust. Abruptly, an exaggerated curve appeared below her waist, revealing a 38-inch peach-shaped buttock tightly encased in a pencil skirt, slightly upturned, its fleshy cheeks jutting out, deformed by the crowded flow of people, yet miraculously regaining their beautiful curve with remarkable elasticity. Below her buttocks stood a pair of long, slender legs in black stockings, pressed tightly together without a single gap. Her full, fair skin and perfectly shaped, smooth legs were faintly visible through sexy black stockings. Her cute little feet, clad in black stockings, were hidden in shiny black high heels, sparking the imagination. A faint rose-scented perfume mingled with her unique body fragrance, like an aphrodisiac stimulating the men around her.

Such an alluring woman always attracts countless lecherous men, especially in the confined space of a train carriage. Before she knew it, Fang Keshi had been squeezed into the middle of the carriage, surrounded by pairs of eyes stealing glances at her, especially her large breasts. Countless burning gazes seemed to melt away Fang Keshi's clothes, some even secretly taking photos with their phones. Fang Keshi was used to this; since childhood, she had been the center of attention because of her large breasts and hips, always the focus of attention wherever she went, and had been groped countless times. To avoid harassment, she had developed a reserved and low-key personality from a young age, always unconsciously protecting her private parts in public.

The flow of people in the carriage moved slowly with each stop. Suddenly, a hand brushed against Fang Keshi's plump buttocks from behind. Fang's body trembled slightly, but she didn't pay any attention. Seeing that the beautiful woman didn't react, the owner of the hand became more emboldened, directly placing his palm on the woman's ample buttocks and gently stroking them. The thin fabric of her pencil skirt clung to her body, and with the caress of this hand, the outline of her underwear was vaguely visible on her plump buttocks. This wasn't the first time Fang Keshi had encountered such a groping hand, but unfortunately, the carriage was too crowded, and she had nowhere to hide, so she could only try to turn away. But the hand wouldn't give up easily and touched her again. This time it was even bolder, directly spreading its five fingers and grabbing her buttocks from bottom to top. Fang Keshi didn't expect the other party to be so brazen, and instinctively twisted her slender waist, trying to get rid of the other party's intrusion, her two buttocks jiggling with a wave of flesh. The other party's hand seemed extremely satisfied with this reaction and began to squeeze and knead harder, the five fingers sinking into the skirt covering her buttocks. Then, the fingers withdrew their pressure, and the buttocks immediately stretched the skirt up with amazing elasticity. Through her skirt, Fang Keshi could feel the elasticity and curves of her buttocks—absolutely the finest of flesh.

Unable to bear it any longer, Fang Keshi slapped away the groping hand on her buttocks, turned around to glare, and found herself surrounded by more than one person, including a greasy middle-aged man who was grinning wickedly at her. Although Fang Keshi's expression was fierce, she was young and easily embarrassed, so she only glared at the middle-aged man before turning away silently. She thought he would back down, but unexpectedly, this time, taking advantage of the large crowd, he deliberately moved closer, pressing himself against Fang Keshi's back. His hand went directly to Fang Keshi's thigh, which was covered by black stockings. First, he gently rubbed her thigh with the back of his hand, then lightly stroked the outside of her thigh with his palm, feeling the smooth texture of the black stockings covering her beautiful legs and the sexy curve of her thighs. Sometimes his fingertips would forcefully trace the black stockings, sometimes his palms would grasp and knead her thigh flesh, feeling its smooth elasticity. These shameless intrusions felt more like a teasing and toying with Fang Keshi, as if the beauty before him was a prey with nowhere to escape, struggling in its death throes, while the beast would slowly play with this tempting piece of meat, savoring it after the prey had reached its climax.

Fang Keshi was furious and wanted to turn around, but the other person was pressed tightly against her, making it impossible for Fang Keshi to turn around. Seeing Fang Keshi's intense reaction, the lecher smiled slightly and suddenly slipped his hand inside her two black-stockinged thighs. This unexpected intrusion caused Fang Keshi to instinctively close her legs, but this played right into his hands. Her fingers were tightly gripped by her sexy, fleshy thighs, and the elasticity of her thighs against the texture of the black stockings was exhilarating. Her fingers struggled to bend, and her thighs instinctively rubbed back and forth to resist the intruder, trying to drive him away. But this only increased the lecher's pleasure. It was less a resistance and more a teasing act of feigned reluctance. The lecher watched as her full, beautiful legs swayed back and forth in shame and anger under the teasing of his hand, causing her buttocks to tremble. A lewd sense of satisfaction welled up within him.

Fang Keshi pushed back with her free hand, trying to break free. Seeing this, the lecher seized the opportunity to grab her outstretched hand, firmly holding her five slender fingers, unable to escape. The lecherous man's already ignited desire surged, and he gripped Fang's thigh tightly with his other hand. Fang Keshi felt a sharp pain from the grip and quickly released her legs. The lecherous man then suddenly lifted his hand from her thigh, his fingers sweeping over the pubic hairline, caressing it through her underwear and stockings. He took a step forward, pressing his body against Fang Keshi's and shoving against the railing. His face was almost touching her hair as he inhaled deeply, savoring her fragrance. He felt her petite back against his chest, and most importantly, a hard, cylindrical object pressed against her buttocks, forcing its way in. Fang Keshi was furious and desperate, unable to resist such a daring lecherous man. At this moment, her lower body was almost completely subdued. She could clearly feel the other person's hand moving like an eel across her genitals, searching for her hidden honeypot deep within the jungle. Even through the pantyhose, the other person was clearly experienced. His palm covered her entire lower body, slowly exploring, his four fingers occasionally bending and lifting upwards, preventing Fang Keshi's two black-stockinged legs from closing, leaving her at the mercy of the pervert. Under the pervert's relentless assault, Fang Keshi gradually lost her strength, her lower body completely falling into his clutches. The pervert had already discovered her mysterious slit, teasing it with his fingers through the pantyhose. After several explorations, his fingertips grasped the outline of her honeypot and began to press back and forth along it. Fang Keshi was both angry and anxious, her face flushed with shame, but she couldn't turn around. One of her hands was firmly held by the other person, and she could only weakly shake it in resistance. Her legs were powerless, allowing the pervert to do as he pleased.

Seeing that the beautiful woman had nowhere to hide, the lecherous man intensified his attack. He leaned close to Fang Keshi's ear, deliberately breathing heavily, and gently blew into her ear canal, which was hidden in her hair. His lower body was pressed completely against Fang Keshi's buttocks, and she could clearly feel something hard rubbing against her. The lecherous man's fingers, attacking her honey pot, became even more aggressive, his fingertips, still covered in her stockings and panties, penetrating deep into her honey pot and stirring back and forth. Fang Keshi could clearly feel a gurgling stream deep inside her honey pot, and her juices began to flow, soon to spill out. At this moment, the fingers that had been ravaging Fang Keshi's lower body suddenly stopped. Fang Keshi thought the other person was about to leave, and her tense legs gradually relaxed. But the other person's hateful fingers suddenly pressed accurately on the sensitive spot at the front of her vulva and vibrated at an extremely fast frequency. Fang Keshi's nerves were instantly stretched, as if all the nerves in her body had been severed, leaving only the sensitive spot of her honey hole. The high-frequency stimulation transformed into an infinite desire that rushed straight to her brain. Fang Keshi's whole body immediately trembled, and her beautiful legs in black stockings could barely support her body. She immediately grabbed the railing with both hands to prevent herself from falling. Taking advantage of the situation, the pervert's hand reached forward and grabbed the sexy, large breasts that he had longed for. The full, plump, and elastic breasts immediately deformed under the pervert's sudden attack. Even through the clothes, his fingers still sank deep inside. And the owner of these breasts let out a lewd cry, and the lustful juices in her honey hole could no longer be controlled and flowed out.

The lecherous man noticed the sensitive changes in Fang Keshi's body and became even more excited. His fingers, which had been playing with her genitals, continued to press on her clitoris. His fingertips gradually felt wetness, and then her vaginal fluid slowly spread along her vulva, forming a slippery welt at the bottom of her black stockings. Using the lubrication of the fluid, his fingers continued to penetrate deeper into her vulva. His other hand, which had been playing with her large breasts, was also intoxicated by the alluring lust. The perfect feel made the lecherous man unable to let go of these sexy, large breasts, constantly squeezing and kneading them. The amazing elasticity of her breasts made each press feel like playing with a water-filled balloon; no matter how deep his fingers went, they would bounce back to their perfect spherical shape with astonishing force as soon as he released them. These magnificent breasts, which only a beast could develop, seemed to be showing off their enormous size and amazing elasticity to the lecherous man, enticing him to continue violating and playing with them, completely disregarding the safety of their owner who was already in the throes of orgasm and unable to resist.

The pervert clearly hadn't expected to encounter such a stunning beauty today. Young and beautiful, stylishly dressed, with a hot body, sensitive skin, and a timid personality—she was practically the perfect prey for a train stalker. It was a pity he could only play with her inside the carriage. If only he could take her out of the carriage and to a hotel! He would use every trick in the book to fuck her until she begged for mercy, caressing every inch of her skin, sucking every drop of her juices, thoroughly training her until she became his personal sex toy. The pervert continued to play with her while thinking this. At the same time, he pressed Fang Keshi tightly against the pillar, trying his best to control this busty beauty. Finally, someone in the surrounding crowd couldn't stand it anymore and shoved the pervert hard, then pushed forward. The pervert didn't want to let go, forcefully controlling his body to push the person back. The two glared at each other angrily. Just then, the subway announced the stops. Fang Keshi, struggling with desire, was jolted awake by the sudden announcement. If she missed her stop, she would truly be subjected to the lecherous man's continued abuse. Using her remaining rationality, Fang Keshi, taking advantage of the man's inattention, stomped hard on his foot with her high heel. With a cry of pain, the man immediately retreated. At that moment, the train doors opened, and Fang Keshi squeezed out of the carriage, running out of the subway station without looking back, utterly ashamed.

Having finally escaped the lecherous man's advances, Fang Keshi was still shaken. She hid in the restroom in the corridor and tried to calm herself in front of the mirror. She noticed that because of the assault, her eyes were filled with tears, her cheeks were flushed, and her neck was covered in sweat—a pitiful sight that made her appear even more delicate and alluring. Thinking about the terrifying scene on the subway, Fang Keshi felt both fear and shame. Even her boyfriend wouldn't dare to act so recklessly. She never imagined that she would be abused by a stranger on the subway during rush hour, leaving her so aroused. It was truly humiliating. Next time, she would definitely fight back and scream; she couldn't let herself be abused like this again. Fang Keshi quickly touched up her makeup to conceal her fear and shame, then, after calming herself, headed towards the company.

[The End]

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