Stranger on a Train (Closed for myself and BlueDolphin)

[SerenityisBliss]

"Why is this damned train always so crowded" she asked herself, as she stood there, amidst the throng of people, all waiting to get on the train, on HER train.

It was hot, sticky, and her day had been long and tiring. All she wanted to do was get home, take off her shoes, put her feet up, and enjoy a glass of wine. That would not be happening for at least an hour or more, the train ride would be long, and the walk home even longer.

"I gotta find a place closer to work" she mumbled to herself.

But, she was too young and did not make nearly the money needed to move closer to the city. At 20, she was damned lucky to have gotten the job she did.

Haylee was just that, all of 20 years old. She had long, fire red hair, and pale, almost golden eyes. A smattering of freckles decorated her face, as well as the curve of her shoulders. Petite, at 5'4" tall 107 pounds, and pretty, she had managed to land a position as the administrative assistant to the CEO of a large financial institution in the city, at the tender age of 19. Perhaps the older man had a thing for young, pretty redheads. Perhaps he realized that she could do the job, and do it well. Mattered not, the job was hers and she had done damned good at it for the better part of a year.

The train roared into the station, coming to that spine shattering screeching halt that always made her teeth rattle, the following wave of wind blew past, her skirt, a fluttering, soft black skirt that danced about her legs, tickled about her as it whooshed. Her blouse, simple, pale green, she had untucked it and tied it loosely at her waist when she got into the station, it was just so hot, ruffling against her torso, tightening for a moment to the curve of her breasts, rounded, the perfect proportion to her petite frame, the lace bra outlined for that brief moment.

She managed to get on the train fairly quickly, but even then, there were no seats. She was pushed, by the pulse of the humanity that now wished to pack into the train, toward the back emergency door, where she now stood, facing the glass window. In that slightly distorted reflection, she could see the many, many people packed in behind her, bodies touching, it seemed that the very air around them was being squeezed out by the sheer number of riders.

At last the train could hold no more. The doors closing with a slight groan. She felt the jiggle, the light rocking, as it left the station. Weighed down and heavy, it felt as if it were moving soo slow thru the dark tunnels. In an effort to conserve energy, the lights were dimmed in the train itself, giving it an eerie look and feeling within.

Haylee took a deep breath, or at least she tried to, it was going to be a long ride home.

At first, when she felt it, she thought she were imaginging things, in the heat, in the crowded train, all those people around her. A hand, gliding along her ass cheek, feeling, touching, caressing. Her body went tense, as the fingers, thick, began to massage, the soft cotten material of her skirt being pressed into the flesh of her ass.

Fondled, she was being fondled, right here on the train.

Surely he did not know what he was doing, surely he would stop, whoever it was. But as she gazed into the reflective glass of the window before her, all she could see were the numerous faces pressed in behind her, any one of which could be feeling her ass right now.

 

[Blue Dolphin]

For three days now, I had been watching her closely, the cute little redhead with the nice tits. Oh, I had been noticing her for a few weeks, but had only just started to take a keener interest in her.

A typical office worker in this city, who thought she was the bees fucking knees. OK so I am only a doorman, in a big building, but does that make her better than me? Does it mean all them horny bitches can look down on me, and treat me worse thatn they would treat a dog? Does it fuck. Jack De Solari, thats me, 30 year old dorrman at the Rackman Building. And a damn good doorman too, 6 foot tall, dark hair and eyes, always look smart in my uniform. But do they notice me, the bitches, talking all fancy about their boyfriends. And the parties.
Do they fuck, I am dog dirt to them.

Well bitch, this dog is gonna have his fucking day, and night, you just wait and see.

She looks good tongiht, black skirt, green top, already loosened I see. How thoughtful bitch, how very fucking thoughtful.

I was in what you might call city clothes, a suit and stuff, to blend in with the rest of them. I didnt stand too close as she waited for the the train, but as the doors opened, I made my move. And I got lucky too, the crowd was strong tonight, pushing her rapidly into the cariage, and against the window, looking out, and not in. I was right behind her, my body pressing hers, but she could not see me, and if she turned, my gaze would be averted.

My hands were already at my side, so the first move was easy, shuffle a little, move my arm slowly, and get hold off her cute ass. How soft it was, even though she flinched at first contact. I sensed her, trying to move, to draw away, but she was trapped. And not only that, it was 30 minutes to her stop, the first stop.

I move my hand, placing my middle finger between her cheeks, lightly pushing her as. I feel her react, knowing that she really wants me to move my hand lower. Stroke her pussy, and finger that cunt of hers. The one she gets all wet and syicky, taking dictation off her boss. But I dont, not yet, I just play with her ass, squeezing, stroking, and pressing her ass hole. I am sure she is already wet, and desperate for a good finger fucking, but not yet , it is too soon yet. I talk to her inside my mind.

"Well girly, you can wait, Jack has plans for you, lots of plans."

I move my hand from her ass, slipping it under her blouse, sliding up her back, to fiddle with the fastening on her bra. Speaking to her in my mind once more.

"Yes girly, Jack is gonna have your tits first, both of em. Now dont that make you fucking horny girly, dont it?"

 

[SerenityisBliss]

Haylee bit her lower lip in frustration as she squirmed, trying to move away from that wayward hand. This was embarrassing, and her blushed face was evidence of that. She felt Him lightly push a finger into her tightened crack, pushing in the soft material of her panties and skirt at the same time. This was not comfortable, not at all.

Again peering at the reflection, she tries to see who is mauling her this way, but just a sea of faces, several right behind her, several who could be getting His jollies out of this, and none were looking back, none were looking guilty.

Kneading, massaging, fondling, then His hand was gone, and Haylee breathed a sigh of relief. If she had been anything less than petite, she would have pushed back against those behind her, or tried to turn around and face whoever it was. But the train was too crowded, and movement was not an option, and as the train rolled on, she found herself pressed alittle tighter against the door, and the bodies behind her a little closer.

She wiggled a bit and that was when she felt it, a hand, His hand? Crawling slowly up the back of her blouse, fingers now touching skin......... SKIN!!!

"what the fuck" she whispered more to herself, before she realized He was trying to undo her bra. She tried to push back, to lift her arms to smack backwards at whoever it was, to do something. But the force of the crowd, and her petite size, made either one of those things impossible.

"Hey" she growled, but in the noise of the train, the incessant talking of the people around her, and the static music that was all but blaring out of the speakers, her muted "Hey" was not even heard. "STOP IT" but again, her voice faded easily in the myriad of sound around her, as His fingers pulled at her bra, seeking to unfaston, seeking to free up her breasts.

Well, He was in for a surprise, she thought to herself. She had worn her lace bra, the one that fastoned in the front, and a smug smile crept across her lips.

 

[Blue Dolphin]

It was awkward, trying to run my hand up her naked back, the pressure constantly increasing, and then decreasing fractionally. Almost like the tide, ebbing, and flowing, as the crush pressed in and out..

I took my time, moving an inch or so higher, then resting, my fingers pressing her bare flesh. I heard her try to complain once or twice, and smiled, thinking to myself.

"Dont waste your brath girly, no one gives a fuck on here. All they want to do is be outa here, and on their way home to get on with their own shitty little lives."

My hand moved higher, until finally I felt it, the thin strip that was holding her tits in place. I moved my fingers along it, looking for the fastening, twice, three times, and nothing. Then it occurred to me, it fastened at the front, between her tits. Now that was interesting, I wondred, did her boss like to see her tits, was that why, a quick release and a quick titty fuck maybe. I pulled back, struggling to turn my hand, and slip it inside the waistband of her skirt. It was not possible, it was toor estricted, but of course, there was another way.

Using my fingers, I lifted her skirt, and inch at a time, then holding it, while I lifted a little more. I would bet money that this one was wearing a thong, and not panties, I would soon know, of that I was sure.

 

[SerenityisBliss]

His hand retreated, obviously defeated for the moment, and Haylee, thought that maybe this little groping ordeal was over. A sigh of relief slipping past her lips. But it was not over, the train, slowing in the dark tunnel, it was rush hour after all, there were other trains, this ride was going to take longer than usual if they were already slowing down, and that horrendous music only got louder over the speakers. What was the Engineer trying to do, make them forget they were squished into a crowded train by playing this ridiculous music?

It was not over............................................

She felt Him, His hand, trying to slip down into the waist band of her skirt. Good God, what now? She thought as she squirmed a bit, trying to look around her, to see who this pervert was, and at least wiggle away from Him, but that was next to impossible.

He began to lift her skirt, her eyes widening in disbelief. "Stop" she said outloud, drawing the attention of some young guy standing aside of her. He looked down at her, lifting an eyebrow for the moment, then turned away, tightening his grip, that he had with both hands, on the overhead handle. Well, He wasn't the pervert, she thought to herself, but then again he was standing in the wrong place to be her, assailant.

She felt the skirt being lifted higher, and she tried to wriggle to the side a bit, but that only seemed to help Him, and for a moment she thought she felt Him press up against her, then His hand was there, under her now hiked up skirt, palming the bare flesh of her ass cheek. Her eyes were wide and staring onto the reflective glass, as His hand grasped her, touching her, and she chastized herself for a moment for daring to wear her thong panties today. What the hell had she been thinking.

The train lurched a bit as it stopped in the tunnel, she pressing forward against the window and wall before her, the wall of bodies trapping her there, trapping her with this man, and His hand fondling her ass. She whimpered slightly, against protesting with a weaker "stop it", and again drawing the attention of the young man beside her.

 

[Blue Dolphin]

The train slowed, eventually stopping, and I heard her feeble attempts to stop me, lost in the music that was playing louder now.

Her ass cheeks felt real good, all smooth and warm. I just knew that she would be wearing a thong, and how right I was. I hooked my finger into it, where it ran down to the crack of her ass. Pulling on it, forcing the thong to go tight against her pussy. I could feel her trying to wiggle, and stop me. And I thought to myself.
"Dont waste your time lady, you are Jack`s now, and nuthin you can do is gonna change that."

I let her skirt go, and felt the sigh that she let out, and then I grinned.
Sliding my hand around her, under the loose blouse, I pressed her belly, just to let her know that I was comin for her tits again. My hand went higher, till I touched the underside of her right tit, feeling the soft flesh give a little.
Moving my hand to the left, and into the valley, I at last located the fastening, and started to fiddle with, using just my finger and thumb

 

[SerenityisBliss]

She gasped as He pulled the thong tight against her mound, feeling her breath catch during that sound, and thanking the heavens above that it had been muffled and pretty much silenced by the music. She wiggled and squirmed, managing to bring her hands up to brace against the wall she was being pushed against. Bodies pressing in all around her.

She felt the soft material of her skirt fall back into place, His hands gone from her ass. Again she had the naive thought that maybe, just maybe, He had grown tired of His little fondling game.

But no.................................................................

A hand slipped around her body, encircling her, another coming around the other side. He held her, pulling her back just alittle so that she could feel His body against her own, against her back.

She twisted slightly, trying to break away from the unwanted embrace, but she froze when she felt His one hand snake up and under her loosely tied blouse, fingers once more finding, and tickling her skin. His other hand, His left, pulled at the loose knot until it came apart, allowing his right hand to slither easier upwards, the fingers brushing the lace covered underside of her right breast. She whimpered at the feeling, the sound vibrating slightly thru her in the form of a shiver down her spine. "Don't" she begged quietly now, hoping that at least He, whoever He was, heard her and listened. No one else would.

He began pulling slightly at the fastening at the front of her bra, between the handful mounds of her tits. He wanted to open her bra !!!!!!! She tried to brush away His hands, but drawing her hands from the wall and window before her only allowed her petite frame to be crushed to the hard surface, which almost happened in the throng of people, her hands quickly once more braced. She could not stop Him.

It only took Him a minute or 2 before she felt the clasp release and the bra come open, her breasts slightly fluttering as they come loose, tender, pinkened nipples brushing the soft material of her blouse.

Closing her eyes, she tensed, knowing He would grab them, maul them, Haylee bit her lower lip, hoping the pain would take her mind off of what was happening to her. She was being slowly raped, on a crowded train, by a complete stranger.

 

[Blue Dolphin]

It did not take me long, to open her bra, and feel her tits spill out.
I caressed one, softly squeezing it, before stroking the nipple, as best I could.

Using my other hand, around her waist, I tried pulling her back a fraction, for better access to her tits. Finally, I had her nipple between my finger and thumb,
rolling it a little, and tweaking it. I felt it rewacting, firming up in my grip, and pushed my hips forward, grinding my now hard cock against her ass.

All the time thinking, and wondering, if I was making her pussy wet, but I knew that I would find out soon enough anyway

 

[SerenityisBliss]

All she could do was close her eyes and whimper, as His hand first cupped, then fondled her now bared breast. Had the young guy next to her looked, he would have seen the hands moving under her blouse. Had the woman on the other side of her paid any attention, instead of zoning out with her headphones, she too would have see this Man, this Stranger, assaulting her. Yet neither noticed.

He pulled her back against Him, causing her whimper to melt into a low groan. He now was pinching, rolling her tender nipple, small and petite like her, it darkened in color, from a paler pink to a darker as it became firm, swollen, and even more sensative. Of course He could not see it, but He could surely feel it as He rolled it between a thumb and forefinger. Haylee arched her back slightly to the caress, jolts of a tingling sensation shooting thru her, her body trembling. Biting her lower lip did not help, did not stop the humiliation, and the pleasure, that was shooting thru her as He groped her. She felt a thobbing, a pulsing in both nipples, as well as deep between her legs. Her heart was beating wildly, she holding her breath, tense, praying it would stop. His fingers pinched and squeezed, making her quiver, making her whimper.

 

[Blue Dolphin]

I felt the shudder, and the other subtle signs, not least the hardening of her nipples. The sensations that I was giving her, would be having their effect now.

easing my hands away, I adjusted slightly, before using two hands to lift her skirt. I would nee done to hold it up, to get where I wanted to be.
Without being able to see it, I moved my foot between her feet, nudging one away from the other, opening her legs a little.

Again I touche dher ass, this time sliding my hand further under her, feeling the damp patch on her thong
And using a finger, to press it against her pussy.
NOW it was getting good, this was what Jack wanted
a hot wet pussy, on one of these stuck up bitches that didnt want to know him.

 

[SerenityisBliss]

Her skirt, He was lifting her skirt again, she could feel the soft material rising, then the caress of His hand once more. With the nudge of His boots, He parted her legs just a little, making her cry out, shaking her head NO, closing her eyes tightly. But none of that stopped Him, and a moment later His hand slid under her, fingers finding and exploring her most private of regions, where she was wet and warm and dripping.

She struggled now, amidst the bodies that surrounded her, but that only seemed to help Him, allowing Him to press into her, fingers caressing, stroking along her wet slit, pressing the damp material of her thong into the moist folds of her pussy. She could feel His hardness against her ass, feel it almost throbbing. A strangled cry slipped unheard from her lips as she panted, shaking, trapped between Him and the wall/window of the train, wishing this whole ordeal were over and dreading what He would do next.

 

[Blue Dolphin]

She was so fucking wet, I could not bel;ieve it, and needed to explore her more.
Hooking my fingers into her thong, I pulled it aside, lodging it between her lips, and the top of her leg, freeing the access to her wet hole.

I slid my finger back and forth slowly, picking up the juices that were flowing. Her little squirms and struggles only serving to increase my excitement. I moved my fingers further, to the top of her slit, rubbing gently at the little hard jewel that was her clit. nudging it sideways, pressing, then rubbing again.

I thought my cock was going to burst, but not yet, I was saving that for later.