Chapter 105 – Molester
Early morning no different from yesterday.
A woman on her way to work was forcibly leading her body, which was screaming that she did not want to go to work, and was moving her steps.
Winter had passed and spring had arrived, but a chilly wind blew her body, shivering, probably because of global warming.
Rather, it seemed that the cold weather made her sleepy.
Still, the cold didn’t go anywhere, so I walked a little faster, entered the station, and got on the subway.
As soon as she put her body on the subway, she was greeted by a warm air that contrasted with the outside.
More than that.
“Huh, I’m glad.”
Due to her geography, the road to her company was quite long, but when she took the subway, it was relatively quiet.
Still, she was on her way to work, so there was every single seat available, but today, fortunately, there was one seat left and she quickly lowered her ass there.
It was right next to the doorway, so whenever it was opened, cold air would rush in, and after passing a few stops, it was not a good place because it was at the forefront of the war on the way to work, which is familiar in modern society.
I guess I’ll just have to be content with being seated.
It rattled and moved at a high speed, but the inside was peaceful.
The air conditioner on the ceiling constantly blows warm air inside, so some people can’t overcome the warmth, so their heads are lowered and drowsiness takes over.
Just like those people, unable to stop her drowsiness from taking over her whole body, she also leaned her head against the cold pillar and repeated her trunk.
As time went on, the subway became full of people.
It didn’t matter to her sitting comfortably, full of her people or not, but she sometimes felt a little uncomfortable with the body of the man standing in front of her approaching as she rounded her curves.
That’s when I tried to understand, though, that she wasn’t doing it on purpose, but because of her inertia.
“Haha…”
There was a long breathing sound from above.
Is this crazy? What are you doing to breathe?
In a funny community article I happened to see the other day, a man was breathing heavily from behind, so when I saw it, he said he was cleaning his glasses. He looked up at the man standing in front of him, thinking he might be in a similar situation.
‘Under…’
The man wasn’t wearing his glasses.
That doesn’t mean he was wiping something, but the man’s hands were holding the handles hanging from the pillars and the ceiling.
Then she’s simply the woman sitting in front. Isn’t she breathing like that, excited to see herself?
I feel like I’m going to have more trouble today because I’ve been faced with an unpleasant situation that gave me goosebumps from the morning.
So she tried to protest, thinking of buying a lottery ticket on the way home from work.
But.
“…”
A slender hand, what appeared to be a woman’s, ran over the man’s side and came up to his thigh.
Could this be the reason the man exhaled heavily?
No, wait. That she knows … Her molestation is something a man should do to a woman, but the molester she’s looking at now was a woman doing it to a man.
In fact, I even thought that I might have fallen asleep because I couldn’t overcome the stress.
It was so rare that it was a reality that could hardly be found.
“Eww…”
The woman’s hand, which had been groping her strong thighs as if she were exercising, reached the center of the man’s heart.
That, along with her short moan, put force on the man’s hand holding the bar.
“Ah…”
In a similar situation, even if she got on the subway to go to work and was molested by a woman unexpectedly, her menstrual symptoms could not be helped, and her front island began to swell slowly.
Seeing the swelling that began to swell, she let out admiration.
That’s because they said it was so big that it couldn’t compare to the dicks of men I’d seen so far.
I haven’t seen it myself, but just looking at how swollen it is, it seems like it boasts a terrifying size of 20cm.
‘Has anyone but me seen it?’
After staring blankly for a moment, I came to my senses and looked around.
The man in the suit sitting right next to him had already fallen asleep.
Similarly, the person sitting next to him has his eyes closed.
There were no seats, so no one seemed to see the people who stood up, resisting a similar wave of drowsiness.
‘Why, why don’t you resist?’
It was strange.
I don’t know if it’s the same man, but I’m a woman, so why doesn’t this man resist?
The body is good, too.
I wondered if they knew each other, but what kind of crazy bastards would openly do this on their way to work? Shaking her head, she brushed her thoughts off.
‘Oh, maybe. Because of the feminists?’
There was a crazy group in Korea that defended women even when they made mistakes or committed crimes.
And even if a man subdued a woman who resisted and touched his body without permission and appealed to this woman for being molested by her, no one would believe it, and rather, he would say something nonsensical, and it was clear that he would be knocked over for subduing the woman.
So I could have just stayed still.
Thinking like this made me feel sorry for this man who was being molested.
He wanted to help, but his lips didn’t come apart because he thought it was a fight with little chance of winning and that his time would be wasted.
“Ugh…”
“…!”
Eventually, his hand dug into his pants.
His hand dug into him, outlined over his pants.
‘Well, they say it grows bigger over there?’
Are you touching your panties? I’m not sure if I’m touching it myself, but I could tell one thing.
That the cock doesn’t stop there, it’s getting bigger.
I opened my eyes wide at the unbelievable sight and involuntarily swallowed my saliva at the sight of his cock, which was erect enough to come close to his knees, revealing its outline over his pants.
Swish… Swish… Swish.
The sound of his cock being stroked by his hands seemed to be exceptionally well heard.
“Bee…”
The sound of spitting.
I wonder if he really spit, but the other hand, not the one that was touching his cock, had saliva showing bubbles.
He put his hand into the man’s pants as well and directed it to his crotch.
Swish… Suck… Chop… Chop Chop Chop.
I remembered what she had done to her male friends who didn’t have her now, but who had gone through her many times.
Just like the old days when she complained of pain by hand and applied saliva to her goddaughter, she was using saliva as a lubricant to stroke her goddaughter.
Even with both hands.
Somehow, while she was stroking her goddaughter with both hands, she seemed to have enough space left in her cock.
“Huh…!”
I was startled and stopped breathing.
Her downward pointing cock was pointed upward by the woman’s hand.
As a result, part of her cock came out, the top of her cock showing veins, including her glans.
Really… It was big.
According to her shallow knowledge, she said that a large cock was powerless, but the man standing in front of her and being molested by a woman had a large cock, but it seemed to be strong.
Chop chop chop.
Her woman’s hands stroking her cock, moving up and down her pants, the obscene sound of slapping her goddaughter tickled her ears even more blatantly.
Maybe that’s why she rubbed the flesh of her thighs together, holding her slightly apart thighs together.
That place… Her pussy was so itchy.
How would you feel if you put that big thing inside? Of course, it would hurt like tearing, but there was a saying that once you taste a big cock, you won’t be satisfied with a mediocre one after that, which piqued my curiosity.
Squeezing her lips again, she struggled to block her hand, which kept trying to move under her skirt and onto her chest.
Tremble… Tremble…
“!”
His cock jerked and a clear liquid, pre-cum, gushed out.
It’s just pre-cum. Usually, it’s just a pre-cum that makes you feel uncomfortable when you touch it, but now I don’t know why it looks so delicious.
She gulped her saliva once more, eventually allowing her hand to go down her skirt.
“Ha ha… Heh… Ha… Ha…”
While being molested by her, she did something she shouldn’t do in front of a man who was holding her unpleasantness in the unavoidable unfair reality, and without hesitation, she touched her pussy over her underwear.
Before he could touch her, her cunt was already squirting with excitement.
Maybe it’s wet with ax marks.
‘Nu, if someone sees it, it’s going to be a big deal… If someone filmed a video, they’d be buried in society…! If the company or family sees it again…!’
If there was a woman masturbating in a public place like this, beyond thinking she was amazing, she could have secretly filmed it.
I’ve never actually seen it, but it’s because people taking hidden cameras appear more often in the news than I thought.
And even if you don’t take hidden cameras, there is a woman who openly masturbates on the subway, and she may be overcome by the urge to take a picture.
So, if you post it on a site and share it with your face exposed, and many people see it and use it as a daughter, it will be a big deal if it is passed on to people you know.
Of course, you will be fired from your company, you will be distant from your friends, and there will be discord with your family.
It was terrifying to imagine, but the movement of her hands scratching her pussy showed no signs of stopping, as if it were someone else’s.
‘Ah, no… No way…!’
Even when she closed her eyes, the situation did not change because she could hear the sound of her goddaughter being slapped.
Also, for some reason, she seemed to feel more than usual at the thought that someone might see her.
More so than when a man’s cock penetrated her pussy.
“Ah…”
The movement of her fingers, which did not seem to stop at all, stopped with her short sigh.
That’s because the man’s cock, which was only about one-third above his pants, was exposed as the front of his pants went down, even his balls.
