The girl next door

It was a clear, sunny morning.

As usual, Tatsuya Sugino carried his briefcase towards the station.

His workplace was in Tokyo, so commuting was a necessity.

Approaching thirty, he had been working for a large company since he was twenty.

About two years ago, he married his girlfriend of five years.

Afterwards, he moved to Shinjuku, requiring him to commute daily.

"Attention passengers, train number 23 bound for Tokyo is approaching platform 3. Please move behind the yellow

lines..."

The announcer's clear voice rang out, followed by a familiar rumble.

As the train pulled into the station, the crowd surged forward.

"Don't push..."

Among the passengers were many high school girls.

They screamed when pushed.

Tatsuya was caught in the throng, involuntarily pushed forward, creating chaos.

"Ah...slow down...don't push from behind..."

"What's the rush..."

"It hurts..."

The noisy voices echoed in Tatsuya's ears.

Yes, it was the crowded Shinkansen during the morning commute.

Everyone was jostling and pushing, afraid they wouldn't get on the train.

"Phew, don't push from behind..."

Tatsuya muttered, forced to move forward. Even

after finally getting into the carriage, everyone was still huddled together like sardines in
a can.

(Wait... isn't that Natsumi next door...??)

Not far away, there was a familiar figure.

Although they were facing each other, too many people were blocking their view, so they couldn't see each other's faces.

Tatsuya was about 175 cm tall, so he could see the girl's uniform, but the
girl couldn't see him.

His intuition that she was the girl next door came from the details of her uniform.

The snow-white collar had bright red horizontal stripes on both sides.

The perfectly pressed uniform top had three neat creases at the back.

Furthermore, the special
symbol .

Looking further down, beneath her black schoolgirl skirt, about fifteen centimeters above the knee, peeked out small, fair
legs .

Due to her extremely slender figure, her calves had no excess fat whatsoever.

Even more astonishing was that her thighs and calves were almost perfectly straight.

Combined with her snow-white, radiant skin, she was truly captivating to men.

Tatsuya had secretly followed Natsumi before, just to catch a glimpse of her alluring, fair legs.

(I wonder if she saw me…?)

Just as he was thinking this, a man's hand suddenly swept across her chest.

(Ah…)

The sudden surprise almost made Tatsuya cry out.

In the crowded commuter train traffic, perverts frequently prey on girls.

He never imagined that Natsumi would become a target for such a pervert.

Although Tatsuya wanted to help her, he was too jostled to move and couldn't get close to her.

"Ugh…"

At that moment, Natsumi's body shifted slightly.

Perhaps amidst the crowded throng, she suddenly felt something wriggling against her chest
.

(Ah…it’s…it’s…)

In the confusion, Natsumi could tell it was a hand.

Through the touch, she felt it was a large, imposing, yet greedy hand.

Taking advantage of the moment when no one was looking, the hand reached between Natsumi’s waist and breasts,
suddenly gripping her left breast.

(How could this be!)

The sexual harassment she feared most had actually happened to her.

(Ah, what, what should I do…??)

Natsumi felt both surprised and terrified in that instant.

Being only an eighteen-year-old high school girl, Natsumi was completely at a loss for
what to do.

Although she wanted to scream, her body froze in shock, and even her throat felt
choked .

(No…)

Natsumi twisted her body with all her might, trying to shake off the hand.

It took her a great deal of effort to turn her body 180 degrees.

But this was clearly ineffective, as the lecherous man refused to back down even slightly.

Natsumi managed to turn her face towards the car window with great difficulty, but the greedy hand remained
stubbornly attached.

Moreover, he intensified his actions.

"Hehehe~~"

Natsumi vaguely heard the lecherous man's lewd laughter, and at the same time felt his fingertips gently digging into
her nipples.

(Ah…no…)

Natsumi felt a surge of electricity coursing through her body, making her feel numb.

This was because her most sensitive area was being stimulated, and her breasts naturally hardened.

(Ah~~! No…! I can't help but scream…!)

Just as she was about to cry out, another hand reached out from behind and forcefully
covered her mouth.

(Natsumi…)

Tatsuya saw all of this, but was helpless.

But rather than saying he couldn't save her, it would be more accurate to say that Tatsuya actually wanted to watch the spectacle.

How would the beautiful girl next door, whom he had always dreamed of, handle this situation?

Tatsuya was quite curious and therefore had no intention of immediately helping her.

"Ugh..."

In her panic, Natsumi felt someone leaning against her from behind.

Through the sensitive touch of her snow-white skin, Natsumi knew that the pervert was playing with her nipples with one hand while
covering his mouth with the other.

Because his body was pressed tightly against her back from behind, Natsumi could even
feel the pervert's physical changes.

"Hehe~~ Don't make a sound... understand?"

The pervert breathed air into Natsumi's ear, sending a tingling sensation through her body.

As a result, she almost completely lost the ability to resist, only able to let the pervert's hand on her chest
play with her breasts to his heart's content.

"Ugh~~"

Although she tried to moan, the people around her seemed not to hear her.

"Feels good, doesn't it?"

Under the pervert's skillful manipulation, it wasn't long before the two small mounds on Natsumi's nipples became erect with excitement
.

"Oh~ your nipples are erect... what a slut..."

As the voice, accompanied by warm breath, entered her ear, the pervert's hand began to move slowly and brazenly downwards.

(Ugh... there... no...)

Natsumi felt a strong sense of repulsion and struggled to move her body.

However, the lecher's arms were so strong that they were completely unaffected by Natsumi's soft, lamb-like
struggles.

Therefore, his hands continued to roughly caress Natsumi's smooth abdomen, sending a thousand
electric currents rushing through every nerve in her body.

"Ugh..."

Compared to her breasts, that was another sensitive spot for Natsumi.

As a result, her face immediately flushed red.

Of course, this was clearly not shyness, but a direct reaction caused by the arousal hormones in her blood
.

"Hehe~~ It feels good to be touched here, doesn't it~~"

Accompanied by the rumbling of the tram, the evil hand continued to explore.

Before long, the mysterious Bermuda Triangle had been invaded.

Unfortunately, Natsumi was powerless and could only let this lecher wantonly play with every
important part of her body.

“Oh...we’ve arrived...hehe..."

The pervert chuckled lewdly, then began to play
wantonly .

His middle finger then slightly lifted, and with practiced skill, it gently slipped into the crevice,
repeatedly stimulating Natsumi with a digging motion.

“Ugh...ah..."

Because her mouth was covered, Natsumi could only let out low moans.

At the same time, her body seemed to melt away, increasingly losing its strength.

(Ah, damn it! No! I must resist him...ah!)

Since it was a public place, Natsumi knew the pervert wouldn't dare to make any further advances.

Yet, her body was intoxicated by his caresses, and she even gradually didn't want the train to stop
...

(Good heavens, Natsumi's expression seems so blissful...)

At this moment, Tatsuya unexpectedly noticed Natsumi's strange expression.

"Attention passengers, Tokyo Station, Tokyo Station, you need to get off..."

The announcement rang in her ears, and Natsumi didn't know whether to feel happy or disappointed.

(Ugh... finally... we've arrived...)

A thought suddenly rose in her heart.

But whether she was happy that she was finally saved or disappointed that the journey shouldn't end, even Natsumi herself
could figure out her true feelings.

2

In the evening, walking home, Tatsuya was stopped from behind.

"Uncle Tatsuya~"

A girl's clear voice rang in his ears.

"Oh~"

Turning around, Tatsuya saw Natsumi.

"It's Natsumi? Why are you home so late today?"

"Because I'm busy with club activities~"

Natsumi said with a smile on her face as she rode her bicycle.

Since this area is about a five-minute walk from the station, many people ride their bicycles
to the station first and then take the train.

Tatsuya, however, chose to walk because he wanted to maintain his exercise habit.

"Was everything alright at school today?"

"Yes, it was great!"

Natsumi's bright smile made it seem as if she had forgotten what had happened that morning.

Tatsuya, not wanting to pry, pretended not to know.

"Will your sister be home tonight?"

"She should be. Is there something wrong?"

"Um, there were some things I didn't understand at school today, and I wanted to ask her about them."

The "sister" Natsumi referred to was Tatsuya's wife.

Tatsuya's wife was twenty-six years old and taught at Shinjuku High School.

Because they were neighbors, Natsumi often asked her about things she didn't understand. That's how 　　Tatsuya

met Natsumi and became familiar with her. "Okay, then remember 　　to come over

after dinner~"

"Okay, goodbye, Uncle!!"

********** ... 　　The thought of her innocent face and slender, beautiful figure ignited a burning desire . 　　In this state, he quietly took out a pair of women's underwear. 　　　　　　　(Whew…this is what I stole from Natsumi's house…) 　　Seeing the beautiful high school girl's undergarments, Tatsuya's heart pounded. 　　　　　　　　　　　　(Mmm…it smells so good…) 　　Perhaps it was the smell of laundry detergent, but Tatsuya detected a pleasant fragrance. 　　Apparently, a few days ago, when he happened to pass by Natsumi's house, a strong gust of wind had blown the underwear hanging in the yard…

It blew down.

Tatsuya felt a surge of excitement and picked it up discreetly.

After confirming that no one was around, he quietly slipped the underwear into his bag.

Then, whenever he thought of Natsumi's beautiful, petite face and curvaceous figure, he would
masturbate with the underwear.

(What beautiful underwear! Natsumi is so beautiful, even her underwear is so exquisite...

Hehe...)

Tatsuya thought to himself.

He then unfolded the underwear, his gaze focusing on the yellow stain in the center.

(This is the underwear that came into contact with Natsumi's private parts...)

The thought that this underwear had directly touched Natsumi's private parts filled Tatsuya
with intense lust.

He subconsciously brought the yellow-stained underwear to his face, smelling it to see if there was any
unusual odor.

(Ah...it feels so good...!)

Tatsuya imagined the warmth of his hand on the underwear as the lingering warmth of Natsumi's private parts,
and he became completely lost in the moment.

He then brought the underwear to his nose and smelled it, immediately detecting a faint masculine scent.

That scent must be the smell left by female secretions!

Tatsuya took a deep breath, the faint feminine scent wafting into his nostrils.

(Ahhh...!! I can't take it...)

Tatsuya couldn't suppress his inner desire and began to stir.

At this moment, his penis was already erect, and his pants bulged high.

Due to excitement, Tatsuya's young and vigorous penis quickly became erect.

Not long after, he simply unzipped his pants and used the yellow stain on the women's underwear in his hand to cover
his erect glans.

(This way, it's like I'm indirectly having sex with Natsumi...)

Tatsuya thought to himself, and the throbbing in his penis became even more intense.

So he couldn't wait to tightly grasp his penis covered by the underwear with his right hand and began to rub
it .

"Oh...ahhhhhh, so comfortable..."

Because it was a secluded toilet, he breathed heavily, lost in ecstasy.

As the speed of his masturbation increased, Tatsuya's desire to ejaculate from his urethra also rose, seemingly
about to overflow.

"Oh, Natsumi, I must have you... Oh oh~"

In the end, Tatsuya's whole body convulsed, and then he finally ejaculated thick, cloudy semen...

3

The next day, Tatsuya walked to the station as usual.

Without exception, the subway was always so busy and crowded.

It was precisely because of this that subway perverts were so notorious.

Whenever he saw the lewd scenes of perverts assaulting high school girls or office ladies, Tatsuya wished he could join them
.

(Ah, Natsumi...)

Coincidentally, Tatsuya ran into her again today.

But in the crowded train, Natsumi couldn't see Tatsuya at all.

Taking advantage of this convenient moment, Tatsuya greedily stared at Natsumi's body.

Pure sailor uniform, black school shoes.

Snow-white beautiful legs, and that slightly short and narrow school skirt.

Natsumi wasn't tall, only about 160 centimeters.

Perhaps that's why she's often the target of perverts.

Especially since, although she's only eighteen, she has incredibly long and beautiful legs.

Add to that her rounded buttocks, full breasts, and long, flowing hair, and any pervert
would get an erection immediately.

Almost just like yesterday, there were a few people between Tatsuya and Natsumi.

Just then, the train stopped, and someone got off.

Tatsuya deftly grabbed a seat and sat down, staring intently at Natsumi.

Because he was sitting down, Tatsuya could clearly see her small schoolgirl skirt and her
exceptionally fair and radiant thighs, uncovered by stockings.

Because of the many people between them, Tatsuya could only vaguely see Natsumi's profile.

Even so, he stared intently at the half of Natsumi's thigh exposed from her skirt, his
blood surging.

(Huh… that's strange…)

About three minutes later, Tatsuya inadvertently noticed that Natsumi's expression was a little strange.

Not only were her eyes somewhat unfocused, but her face was also flushed, as if she were shy.

Driven by curiosity, Tatsuya took advantage of Natsumi's lack of awareness to subtly
move and get a closer look.

"Ah..."

He should have looked, because he was horrified to discover that the pervert to Natsumi's left was taking advantage of the crowd to reach down and
grope her lower abdomen.

He had cleverly used his large bag to shield her from view, making it almost impossible to see from the outside.

(It's that pervert from yesterday...)

Because of his low-brimmed baseball cap, Tatsuya recognized him immediately.

Although he found his actions audacious, he also felt a pang of envy.

(Huh, why isn't Natsumi resisting at all?)

At this point, a strange thought began to form in Tatsuya's mind.

Could it be... that Natsumi actually enjoys this feeling?!

Just as this thought flashed through his mind, Tatsuya decided to secretly observe her reaction.

So, he discreetly observed Natsumi's lower body and face.

In the crowd, the lecherous man had placed his large, hairy hand on Natsumi's private parts
, rubbing

and caressing them repeatedly. Not only that, but he also occasionally tried to go further, pressing his middle finger against the high school beauty's
erogenous zones.

Seeing this, Tatsuya couldn't suppress his lust; his penis was already involuntarily erect.

"Thump...thump..."

As the tram sped along, it emitted a monotonous, rhythmic creak.

Everyone on board was expressionless, staring blankly ahead.

Some were reading newspapers, others lost in thought.

No one noticed the pervert assaulting the high school girl; even if they did, they probably wouldn't bother. That
's just how city dwellers are…

A few minutes later, seeing that Natsumi offered no resistance, the pervert boldly and slowly
pulled up her school skirt.

Because the skirt was quite short, he quickly pulled it up to her thighs.

“Ah…”

During that moment, Natsumi slightly twisted her body, making a struggle.

But she quickly succumbed, completely surrendering to the pervert's assault.

“Whoosh…”

At that moment, Tatsuya finally saw Natsumi's white lace panties.

Just seeing that almost made Tatsuya ejaculate.

However, at that moment, the pervert's hand slowly moved deeper into Natsumi's thighs.

Finally, his fingertips touched the bulge in her white panties.

"Wow~~"

Almost simultaneously, Tatsuya and Natsumi both shuddered.

Immediately afterward, the pervert's hand continued to gently rub Natsumi's private parts through her panties.

"Ugh, umm~~"

Although the train's rumble was quite loud, Tatsuya seemed to hear Natsumi's soft moans
.

As the pervert's hand was gradually obstructed by his bag, he slowly moved it aside to make it
easier for .

Because of this, Tatsuya could see his hand's movements more clearly.

(Oh my god…)

Upon closer inspection, the pervert's fingertips were already very close to Natsumi's private parts.

Natsumi's body seemed quite intoxicated at this moment, and she began to sway back and forth and side to side involuntarily.

"Ugh, umm~~ umm…"

As the pervert's fingertips continued their assault, Tatsuya seemed to hear the panting sounds emanating from Natsumi's lips
…

(Ah, finally it's in…)

Later, the pervert's actions finally took another bold step forward.

He slipped his hand inside Natsumi's panties and began to frantically fondle her.

"Ugh, mmm...oh...ah..."

As the pervert's hand caressed her breasts while his other hand thrust his fingers into her vagina, Natsumi
finally couldn't help but let out a soft moan.

"Dear passengers, Tokyo Station has arrived... Passengers disembarking, please remember your belongings and have 　　a pleasant
journey!"

The announcement rang out, and soon after, the train

pulled into the station. The crowd on the train quickly began to disperse. In 　　the chaos

, Tatsuya vaguely saw a wet patch on the front of Natsumi's panties, but 　　his view was quickly
obscured by the crowd...

********** ... 　　Perhaps… Natsumi is actually quite enjoying the sexual harassment from the pervert… 　　If that’s the case, then why shouldn’t I…? 　　Thinking this, Tatsuya’s lust became almost uncontrollable. 　　(That’s it! Starting tomorrow, I’ll find some girls to target!) 　　Tatsuya told himself. Once he’s accumulated enough experience, then one day, when the time is right, he can take advantage of his beloved Natsumi 　　on the train … 　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　4 　　A few days later, the opportunity finally arrived. 　　Tatsuya boarded the early morning subway, and there was a female student in front of him, 　　who looked to be about 15 or 16 years old, dressed in a neat sailor uniform, carrying a large backpack. 　　Furthermore, she was holding a book in her fair and delicate hands. 　　The crowd was as large as ever, and Tatsuya slowly moved closer. 　　At the same time, he gently touched the girl’s buttocks with the back of his hand, secretly sliding it there. 　　　　　　　　　　　(Hmm, what a wonderful touch…) 　　Once he tasted the sweetness, Tatsuya’s hand continued to boldly roam over it. 　　The girl seemed unaware, continuing to read her book. 　　Tatsuya then secretly turned his hand over, preparing to further violate her. 　　Unexpectedly, just as he was about to place his palm on her, the train swayed, and the girl's body pressed tightly against Tatsuya's. 　　Not only that, but her buttocks then landed squarely on Tatsuya's penis. 　　(Wow, oh my god! What a bouncy butt!!) 　　Although he was almost ejaculating with excitement, the train's jolting made the novice Tatsuya hesitate to touch the girl. 　　After a while, Tatsuya noticed the girl starting to lower her head and doze off. 　　After several jolting movements, she finally leaned against him. 　　Tatsuya glanced to the side and saw she was indeed asleep. 　　(Hmm, a good opportunity!!) 　　After assessing his surroundings, Tatsuya looked around. 　　There were two seats nearby, so Tatsuya gently helped the girl to her seat. 　　He then leaned against her, pretending to be asleep. 　　Seeing that the girl didn't react, Tatsuya was secretly delighted. 　　Glancing around, he saw that the other passengers were either asleep or resting with their eyes closed, completely unaware of his actions. 　　Realizing the situation was in his favor, Tatsuya slowly moved his hand to the girl's slender waist . 　　Seeing that the girl still didn't react, Tatsuya grew bolder and slowly moved his hand up . 　　Soon, his hand was on the girl's chest.

Since the girl was sitting to Tatsuya's left, his right hand was gently caressing her
full .

The warm, soft flesh felt wonderfully elastic.

Thinking his left hand was still free, Tatsuya reached out and, through her skirt, discreetly began to caress
her thigh.

As he gained more and more satisfaction, he increased the pressure on his hand until the girl's firm breast was
deformed from his grasp.

Even so, Tatsuya's appetite grew, and he remained unsatisfied.

He then moved his hand to caress the girl's clothes, and upon discovering a
row of buttons under her armpit, he gently unbuttoned them.

Without hesitation, his hand slipped inside her clothes, pressing and greedily kneading her bra.

(Wow, amazing!!)

The sensation was worlds apart from caressing her through her clothes.

In this state, Tatsuya slipped his fingers inside her bra, pinching and teasing her nipples.

(Strange, was she really sleeping that soundly??)

Although he found it odd that the girl still hadn't reacted, Tatsuya boldly slipped his entire hand
inside her bra.

His hand pressed against her full, soft breasts, kneading and playing with them.

Because he was doing something naughty, Tatsuya kept a close eye on the girl's reactions.

Sure enough, when he suddenly saw the girl's body tremble slightly, he knew she was about to wake up.

Being a novice, Tatsuya didn't want to be caught on his first time.

He quickly withdrew his hand, pretending nothing had happened.

Not long after, the girl slowly woke up.

Judging from her expression, she seemed unaware that the man beside her had taken advantage of her.

Even after getting off the train, the lingering sensation on his hand still lingered in Tatsuya's mind

.

URL 1:https://www.sexlove5.com/htmlBlog/212915.html

URL 2:/Blog.aspx?id=212915&aspx=1

Previous Page : [Little Jing Who Loves to Interject] [The End]

Next Page : The Wife's Moans (Retouched Version)

增加

comment Open a new window to view comments

Contact Information

The girl next door

comment Open a new window to view comments