Subway Shinshin Girl

One day, at 6:15 pm after school

, I was waiting at Admiralty MTR station for a girl I didn't know. You ask what I was waiting for? I'll tell you later.

I have high standards and am very particular about school uniforms. Of course, the most important thing is that they look pretty, and more importantly, they have to be well-behaved girls—that's my preference. The crowd of people transferring from Wan Chai to the Admiralty line to the Tsuen Wan line surged in. I sharpened my eyes to see everyone clearly, but… please forgive my arrogance for now; I only wanted to recognize female students in school uniforms . In front of me was a girl who looked to be about Form 9 or 4, wearing a Zhenguang cheongsam, with two long ponytails. She wasn't very tall, but because she was carrying a bag on her side instead of a backpack, from behind, all I could see was her buttocks swaying from side to side, and the cheongsam made her buttocks appear even fuller . I had already decided to lock onto my target.

Anyone with experience knows that Admiralty Station on the Tsuen Wan Line during rush hour is a terrifying place. Groups of people rush into the carriages like wild animals, regardless of whether they're in suits or school uniforms, they all try to squeeze in without regard for decorum. This gave me a favorable space. What favorable space? By now, everyone should know what I'm doing. To put it simply, you could call me a " pervert ," or in Japan , a "chikan" (a manipulative woman). But whatever you call me, it doesn't matter. Right now, I'm only focused on this girl, Zhen Guang.

"The train to Tsuen Wan Line is arriving soon..." It's here! Although I'm in a favorable position, standing next to Zhen Guang, waiting to board, I'm still a little anxious. I'm afraid "she" or others will know what I'm thinking and become wary. Time seems to pass incredibly slowly, and I keep cursing in my mind why this subway is so late.

As soon as the doors open, everyone's goal is a favorable spot in the carriage. For them, a favorable spot is near the handrail or in a more spacious area. My favorable spot is right next to Zhen Guang. The train was packed, which suited me perfectly. She could only squeeze to a spot near the door, while I stayed close behind her. My hand, almost unconsciously, had already wandered onto her buttocks.

She seemed oblivious, or perhaps she was used to the crowded subway and found it understandable that something was pressing against her. But how could I let it go? Taking advantage of the swaying of the train, I tentatively ran my thumb across her buttocks. She seemed to notice; her hand was there, hoping to block my advances. But I wasn't going to let her succeed. Instead of touching her buttocks, I touched her hand, stroking it back and forth like before. I saw even her ears turn red. Sure enough, she was very shy. I was certain she would endure it without making a sound. Having made this decision, I would be even more forceful. I

didn't know which stop she would get off at; time was precious, so I had to hurry.

She seemed unwilling for me to touch her hand. After a while, she pulled away. Since she already knew I was doing this to her, I became bolder. This time, I covered her buttocks with my palm, not just placing it there, but restlessly rubbing it lightly. I could fully feel the elasticity of her buttocks. To match my already erect penis, I pressed my entire lower body against her buttocks. My penis felt soft, while hers felt hard at roughly the same time. However, I had no time to appreciate her feelings. My penis kept pressing against her buttocks, rubbing from side to side with the swaying of the subway. I slowly moved my penis to the cleft between her buttocks, rubbing against her buttocks as I moved from side to side, which was extremely exciting. My right hand, which was on her buttocks, slowly moved down to find the edge of her skirt. Although I didn't touch the skirt directly, even touching the edge of the skirt through the school uniform made me extremely excited.

Her ears were completely red. As I slowly moved my five fingers up her right thigh, she instinctively turned her head to look at me. But when she met my gaze, she was too shy to cry out or say anything. Instead, she lowered her head and silently let my hand caress her thigh, letting my genitals rub against her buttocks.

Zhen Guang's cheongsam had at least one advantage: it was very form-fitting. When my right hand touched her thigh, it felt completely close to her body, unlike other skirts that might fold up and reduce the feel. Most importantly, she wasn't wearing any underwear, only a thin underskirt. I pressed down on her thigh, gradually increasing the pressure. The thin underskirt couldn't hide her underwear, and through the cheongsam, my right hand touched the edge of her panties. As I touched the edge of her panties, perhaps even she felt my genitals, pressed deeply against her buttocks, become even harder, and she even felt the urge to ejaculate.

A stop passed quickly. "Next stop Tsim Sha Tsui..." We were almost at the next stop when I made a move. I completely let go of her thighs, still pressing against her genitals, and left. Of course, I wasn't afraid of being seen, nor was I stopping there. I just wanted her to think I wasn't going to do anything to her anymore and not get off at Tsim Sha Tsui, giving me a chance to do it to her for one or even two more stops.

"Please watch out for the doors... dododododo..." This strategy worked. She didn't get off, but there was another girl from True Light Secondary School next to her. She was shorter, with shoulder-length hair, a round face, and a youthful look. She seemed to be a Form 1 or 2 student. I wondered if she belonged to the same True Light Secondary School. But I didn't plan to make a move on her. It was the HKCEE, after all. The textbooks say, "Sitting on this mountain, looking at that mountain, one will achieve nothing." Of course, I had to focus on continuing to grope this girl with pigtails from True Light Secondary School. When the doors were about to close, and I knew she wouldn't have time to leave, I continued to grope her.

It wasn't just groping; I used more than just my hands. My genitals were pressed against her buttocks again. The train was even more crowded, making the action seem perfectly natural, as if no one thought it was inappropriate. We were standing near the doors, and most people at the station had their backs to me. Even the girl who had just boarded, Zhenguang, was only facing me sideways.

My hands became bolder. I had already quietly moved around to her thigh in the surging crowd, silently waiting for my chance. When the doors closed, my fingers were also on her thigh, making it feel like I was embracing her. She seemed to want to struggle, but it was useless. And the girl who had just boarded, Zhenguang, also came into play. Although the two Zhenguang girls didn't know each other, she probably didn't want her classmates to know she had been molested. If it were spread around at school, this shy, timid girl with pigtails wouldn't want that. I knew this all too well, so I was going to take advantage of her at this station.

My left hand wasn't idle either. All along, I'd only mentioned my right hand caressing her thigh, neglecting my left. But it was working quietly too. Silently, slowly, slowly, my left hand lifted her cheongsam. She seemed unaware, but the lift wasn't enough for me to slip my hand inside. To prevent her from discovering, my right hand helped distract her. Plus, I couldn't control my right hand's desire; it uncontrollably slid from her thigh to her private parts. She felt it. Her left hand, holding a book, reached down with her right to grab mine, hoping I wouldn't go too far. But

I had a different feeling. I assumed she wanted to experience this important process with me. It felt soft, like the texture of underwear. My middle and index fingers involuntarily squeezed hard, and she suddenly grabbed my hand tightly. She tried to turn her head away, but it was too crowded. She could only look at the subway car window and see me through the reflection in the glass. Of course, I was also looking at her, who was already blushing from what I had done.

Another girl, Zhenguang, was humming a tune with great leisure. Her appearance not only made the twin-braided Zhenguang girl afraid to resist too much and attract attention, but my right middle finger also squeezed her private parts in line with the tune she hummed. When she hummed a soft note, I squeezed less, and when she hummed a loud note, I squeezed harder. But in less than ten seconds, I couldn't help but squeeze very hard. She just lowered her head and looked at the glass. I seemed to see her pleading eyes in the glass, and she showed a bit of helplessness, because she also knew that pleading was futile.

The time was ripe. My silent maneuvering with my left hand created favorable space for my right. Taking advantage of the sudden swaying of the subway, she, not standing still, instinctively gripped the door with her right hand, which was already holding onto me. My right hand immediately slipped inside her cheongsam, my fingers directly touching her smooth thigh, rubbing it incessantly. She couldn't lift her cheongsam to grab my hand; she could only press it down through the cheongsam, hoping to stop my indecent assault. But I think even she knew that this wouldn't stop me; it was just a feeble resistance.

As we approached Jordan station, facing a seemingly defenseless girl, I devised a plan to prevent her from getting off at Jordan station, though it was quite risky. I put my left arm around her waist, and with my right hand, I quickly pulled down her underwear to her trousers. She couldn't move under these circumstances. She seemed to resist, and the subway train arrived at the station with a "bang," the doors opening.

She tried to get off the train, but it was impossible. As soon as the doors opened, many passengers rushed in. As long as she didn't scream, all the passengers would just assume we were a couple when they saw me holding her like that. Besides, at this time, most of the people rushing into Jordan Station were students, especially the students from DGS, St. Mary's, and Methodist schools who had just finished school in this area. My twin sister and I were surrounded by a group of DGS. To our left was my twin sister who boarded in Tsim Sha Tsui, and four or five DGS students rushed in from the front and back. One of them was wearing a Girl Scout uniform . My twin sister looked very embarrassed. Was she afraid of being discovered? I saw her lower her head and silently endure my right hand violating her genitals again and again, as well as my increasingly hard genitals. Although I was pressed tightly against her buttocks, I still had to squeeze out some space to rub from side to side. It would be a shame not to stimulate me to ejaculate with such soft buttocks.

Surrounded by a group of female students, the feeling of molesting her was incredibly exciting. The next stop was Yau Ma Tei, where many people would transfer. To avoid being seen with her underwear off and knowing I was molesting her, I used this time to put her underwear back on. But that didn't mean I was done with her. I lifted a corner of her underwear and slipped my hand inside, directly touching her genitals through the fabric. She pressed my hand down harder outside her cheongsam. "

How are you? Nervous?" I said. "I'll make you even more nervous." I gently inserted my index finger into her vagina. I didn't intend to break her hymen, so I didn't go too deep, but even the shallow thrusting was too much for her. The increasingly rapid movements caused her body to suddenly go limp. I hadn't had time to look at the girls around me, but besides seeing the DGS in front of me chatting and laughing, even Zhen Guang, who was beside me, had a flushed face? Could someone else be molesting her?

But no one around seemed to be harassing her. Looking closer, I realized she'd been watching my "good deed" through the reflection in the glass door. No wonder she was blushing. Since there was an audience, I had to put on a better show. I wrapped my left arm around her waistband, gently pulled down the zipper, and quietly pulled out my penis. I wanted to rub my genitals directly against the form-fitting cheongsam. Zhen Guang, who was peeking nearby, obviously saw what I was doing. Her eyes widened as if she couldn't believe such a thing could happen on the subway. But when my left arm was back around Zhen Guang, I didn't care anymore.

My penis became even harder, rubbing against the cheongsam without any obstruction. My hard penis pressed against her buttocks like a pillar, sinking deep inside. How could I not ejaculate with such a buttock pressing against me? We were almost at the station. I didn't care anymore, hugging her tightly, and my penis ejaculated violently.

Did she notice something? Did she feel the spasm in my penis? Or perhaps she felt the wet, cool sensation on her buttocks? My right hand moved faster and lighter, thrusting in and out of her lower body. Although it was forced, she did have a physiological response. My fingers could feel the warm, wet liquid flowing out, as if it were my trophy. The remaining time was for tidying up everyone's clothes, but not including the semen that had been shot onto her cheongsam...

The car door opened, and she dashed out like an arrow, disappearing into the crowd.

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