Wearing a dress on the subway

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Taking the subway from Ox Street to White City, the train swayed along, and I kept feeling a strange sensation on my buttocks. It was rush hour on Christmas Eve, and the train was packed. The man behind me took advantage of the crowded conditions, pressing his body against mine and slowly stroking my buttocks.

Because it was Christmas, I was wearing a black dress with a floral pattern and a wide red belt. It was a daring color combination, but even more daring was the hem of the dress, which was about 30 centimeters above my knees. My

full thighs were blatantly attracting men's attention.

I was somewhat excited, anticipating this before boarding. I was ready to grab his hand and slap him.

Today's pervert was very clever. He came behind me and clamped his legs around my feet, which were wearing 10-centimeter high heels. Soon, I felt something erect pressing against my buttocks. I

didn't need to turn around to know what it was.

I tried to move, but my legs were clamped, so I couldn't. If I twisted my body, he might think I was enjoying the sensation. I couldn't think of a way to resist. Just then, the man breathed his hot breath on my earlobe.

Generally speaking, among the exposed parts of a woman's body, the ears are arguably the most sensitive erogenous zone.

Even inside the subway car, being constantly entangled like this inevitably aroused me. The man's penis, pressed against my buttocks, seemed to swell even more. For an average woman, a man's erection might touch near the anus, but with my long legs and high buttocks, it touched the soft part between my thighs.

The man also used the swaying of the train to lewdly rub his erection against my sensitive clitoris. The friction through my dress and panties sent a sweet, electric sensation through my body with each rub.

The man's hand moved from my buttocks around my waist to my lower abdomen. I hurriedly tried to push away his hand that was lifting my miniskirt.

The man was very experienced. He pressed harder against my buttocks, twisting and rubbing, his lips almost touching my ear.

The movements were very skillful. Without realizing it, I had already let go of the man's hand. The hem of his dress was lifted, and the man's hand caressed the bulge at the base of my thighs through my panties and stockings.

"I surrender."

The man's skill made my disgust disappear, and I even felt a little admiration for his skillful movements. I relaxed all the tension in my body, and the hard, hot touch excited me.

I realized it had been a long time since I had been with my husband...

The nectar overflowing from my vulva had already soaked my lace panties. The nectar seeped from my panties and stockings; the man's fingers must have felt it. The man's hands began to remove my stockings, and without hesitation, he pulled down my panties with both hands. The man's legs, which had been holding my feet from the outside, now inserted one leg between my legs. I inexplicably and willingly parted my long legs. The man's fingers unceremoniously parted my petals and explored inside.

"Ah..."

I couldn't help but sigh. He began to caress me directly, and the man's technique was very skillful. His fingers caressed each petal, gently pinching my clitoris. He inserted his nectar-covered fingers into my fleshy opening, thrusting them in and out. Attacked on three points, I was paralyzed; my completely wet vulva convulsed, and even more nectar overflowed, flowing down my thighs. While his fingers caressed my petals, he rubbed my anus with his thumb. If you added the spray hitting my ears, it was a five-point attack.

I gritted my teeth, trying not to groan…

"White City has arrived. White City station has arrived…" The announcement in the carriage brought me back to my senses. The man continued to caress my petals. I pushed his hands away, quickly put on my briefs and stockings, and squeezed through the crowd without looking back…

[The End]

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