Chapter 700 – Part 2 22. Consolation (2)
Part 2 22. Consolation (2)
There was a sound of a finger being pierced into a wet vagina. No one could hear it as it was drowned out by the rumbling of the subway, the sounds of some people talking, and the sounds of their clothes or bags moving, but only Junhee and the owner of the finger that was prodding her vagina could hear it clearly.
“You’re so wet. Are you excited, too?”
“!!!”
A sinister voice comes from behind. A man talking to her quietly. The voice was by no means young, nor was it as old as the old man I was meeting now. What comes to mind is a man in his 40s or 50s. I didn’t turn my head, but it was clear that he was far from an attractive person.
“It’s hot… It’s so tight… I guess today is a big day.”
“…”
The man whispers while slowly moving his two middle fingers inside the vagina. In fact, Junhee’s insides were hot, and he was squeezing the man’s fingers hard. Of course, it was definitely not because I was happy with the pervert’s touch.
Junhee’s insides are naturally hot. Wasn’t he an outstanding masterpiece that made any man feel a sense of ejaculation when he came in? Moreover, just like the reason why he was filled with love juice, his body temperature rose even more because he was thinking about the old man.
The strong tightening was due to my fingers, but not because I liked it. This was because it was tightened to somehow prevent foreign substances from entering the body. There is a difference between squeezing a man’s dick deliciously and squeezing his virgin vagina tightly as if she doesn’t know what to do. Even though Junhee wasn’t a virgin, there was no way she would tighten her vagina to please her pervert’s fingers.
“Ugh.”
However, Junhee’s vaginal condition and subsequent reaction were enough to confuse the pervert. It wasn’t a big deal, but the pervert skillfully caressed her vagina as if this wasn’t his first crime. As she moved gently, tickling her vaginal opening, covering her hands with a lot of love juice, rubbing her labia, and then circling her clit, Junhee had to swallow her hot breath with even her ears dyed red.
Why is it that I am being molestered now? Right now, the place was soaking wet as she thought about her affair with her grandfather. Her body, which had been heated up in anticipation of sticky sex that felt as if her whole body had been invaded by the old man’s big cock, was literally in a state of heat, and it was unreasonable to hope that the desire, which would not easily go away even if she stayed still, would be calmed down by having her vagina caressed.
“Huh!”
Eventually, he lets go of her hand holding the handle of her carrier and brings it to her mouth, blocking it. The sound was trying to come out without me knowing, so there was no other way. I can’t turn my head and I can’t move my body. Junhee didn’t notice that the pervert had subtly moved her suitcase towards him.
“Uncle… He knows kids like you well. Are you going around dressed like this and seducing men? “You expose your bare skin, emphasize your buttocks and breasts, and enjoy the attention of men.”
“Oh, no. Wow!”
I couldn’t just ignore her talking as if she knew what she wanted. There is another reason for the body’s reaction now. It can’t be easily denied that Junhee is a lewd woman, but that doesn’t mean she feels pleasure from being molested in a public place by a man she doesn’t know.
But when she opened her mouth to retort, she had to cover it with her own hand. The pervert also seemed to know that the door on this side would not be opened for a long time, so he suddenly put his other hand inside Junhee’s crop top.
Dirty hands forced their way into the bra cup from below and massaged the soft breasts to their heart’s content. Up and down, the criminal’s hands roam Junhee’s body. Soft breasts that can be held with one hand. A pink petal that releases more love juice the more it is touched, contrary to the owner’s wishes. Even though he couldn’t see it, the man could tell. This victim’s place is so beautiful that I’ve never seen it before.
A pretty pink crack comes to mind. It is clear that this man is a worthless person in romantic relationships just by looking at the fact that he only targets young and delicate women on the subway and commits molestation. Of course, he didn’t have many encounters with genitalia, and the only pretty vulva he saw was in foreign pornographic videos. Because of that, the pervert began to be greedy beyond the line that perverts should protect.
Once he picks his target, he goes nearby and touches his body. If the reaction is strong, he quickly apologizes and makes a fuss, saying it was a mistake. He is a man whose knack for making obedient requests is exceptional, so he has been able to fulfill his duties without it turning into a big problem.
Once it becomes clear that his target is his prey, he mainly touches the lower body. He even massages his buttocks, legs, and panties under his skirt. What determines whether to go further or be satisfied is the reaction when your hand touches his bare skin. If it’s long pants, there’s no room to judge in the first place, but if not, you decide whether to do something more severe depending on how you react when your bare skin is touched.
If you get a clear rejection, stop or continue as you were doing. If you are greedy, the other person may take extreme measures. This is just a dirty joke. The gain is too small compared to the cost to ruin your life.
What if I stay still even when I touch my bare skin? What if the reaction doesn’t change much from before? Then enjoy the woman as you want without hesitation. The victim has decided to endure this until it ends. If she is a woman who hands over the power of deciding when to end and how far to the pervert and just wants it to end on its own, she can play around with it to her heart’s content.
Of course, the woman’s reaction is not the only factor that determines whether to advance or retreat. People around you may notice it, or it may be a place that others will notice if you touch a different place that no one has seen yet. A station where women get off, a station where boarding and departure of passengers takes place on a large scale. Time, place, and environment must all be considered. So, this is not easy.
In that respect, I am very lucky today. The door to this spot will not open for about five stops. The victim clinging to a door that wouldn’t open, and the assailant blocking her heels. In fact, it is no exaggeration to say that it is a space just for the two of us, and isn’t the reaction the type that works ‘to the end’? I thought I could do everything I could as a pervert.
So the man decided to be greedy. The good of a pervert is to touch the victim alone and be satisfied. Victims of sexual crimes feel offended, scared and disgusted. Of course, you can’t expect a woman to feel good.
But this time his prey seems to have been wet between his legs since he started touching it. A lewd woman who only existed in the media or in delusions. It was clear that she felt his touch as she had a tendency to want to be molested or sexually assaulted. A woman who feels like a pervert? I doubt I’ll ever see her again in my lifetime.
Moreover, at first glance, her appearance is as beautiful as a flower. No, if compared to a flower, the representative of natural beauty would definitely lose. A fatal demonic spirit that passes through your hands due to the alluring charm felt from behind. We need to do more. The pervert decided that he couldn’t just touch the body and end it.
“Sigh.! Ugh. Huuu. Eup!”
“How is it? “I think a slut like you would like being touched like this.”
Junhee closed her eyes tightly, gritted her teeth, and shook her head weakly. However, that small expression of negativity can only be seen as a cute antalo. The molester tickles her labia even harder, and her body betrays its will and continues to release lubricant. Now I can really hear the crackling sound coming out of my pants.
It was unfair. I really didn’t want to feel like this. Even though Junhee had done all kinds of lewd things, she wasn’t so bad that she felt pleasure from being molested. But then, when she goes to her grandfather, and when she remembers that sense of pleasure on her journey to the man who pleases her the most, does she become a pervert? She is not a woman who will feel the touch of an outsider man or a criminal. But, unfortunately, it happened now and now, and it caused a misunderstanding.
I hate it so much. I hate it beyond the point of dislike. I hated my past self for choosing to go directly to her grandfather, I hated myself a little while ago for recalling sex with her grandfather in a public place, and I hated this molester who showed up and started touching my body so much. But what I hated the most was not the perpetrator who had already inserted two fingers into the vagina and was prodding, but the body that felt it without notice in a situation where it was ‘not’.
You know what’s even funnier? As I was molested in the subway, my body was trying to go beyond what I could just feel. The body, which has become arbitrarily sensitive, heightens sexual pleasure, and it rushes toward climax, regardless of the fact that it is in the hands of a criminal. It really can’t go on like this. It will go away if you go a little deeper and press the vaginal wall, or if you scratch the area near the vaginal opening, or if you just pinch and twist the clitoris.
Junhee gritted his teeth, thinking that that was not enough. Hold the door handle tightly and strengthen your legs. I don’t want to go, I don’t want to go, I don’t want to go. The girl kept repeating to herself. But, cruelly, when the climax came, her body, which she had not learned how to tolerate, felt like it wanted to.
“Yes! Town! Hmmmm!!!”
“Oh…”
Tight, tight. The two fingers of the pervert who entered the vagina are tightened as if they will break. I could feel Junhee’s vaginal folds all the way from the tips of my index and middle fingers, along every joint, to the root. It was wet, hot, and so deliciously squishy. And of course, two fingers are no longer enough.
