07-01-2022, 02:16 PM
(This post was last modified: 12-01-2022, 07:06 AM by B1ryani. Edited 3 times in total. Edited 3 times in total.)
**Part 2.**
5 minutes into the train ride, I let out a yawn. It had been a really tiring day today. My mind was already wondering into the assignments we were given.
I was deep in thought, staring into space when I felt a finger slowly graze just above my ankle. I looked down. I saw the old man looking out the window, his right hand was swinging loosely by his side. Thinking nothing much of it, I continued to mentally drift off.
As the train chugged along slowly, I could feel the old mans knuckles and fingers continuously hitting my left leg. I shifted my gaze to him, getting slightly annoyed. I had no idea if he was doing it intentionally or accidentally. I did not want to cause a scene and embarrass him in front of everyone. The old man kept looking out the window. The boy sitting beside had drifted off to sleep. I shifted my left leg slightly. The old man realised this and quickly moved his hand back to his lap. He looked up at me and smiled slightly, looking at me apologetically.
Ok. Perhaps it was accidental. I just smiled slightly at him and looked back up. The smell of Vicks from this huge lady in front of me was killing my nostrils. I was really starting to get annoyed. It was already so hot and stuffy in here. To make matters worse, I could feel the big tummy pushing into my back behind me. I could the man’s face very close to my ponytail, I felt the hair slightly brushing against him as the train swayed. I felt like meat between to big burger buns. The thought made me smile to myself.
The train suddenly jerked hard again as it started to slow down at the next station. I saw passengers move forward from the force holding the seat in front of them for support. I too had leaned forward to balance myself. I felt the big tummy do the same as it dug into my back, this time I also felt a big hand against the skirt on my bum, the thick arm resting against my butt cheek.
A skinny hand had gripped my left calf. I could feel the thin fingers wrapped around my sweaty skin. I looked down at the old man. He had his left hand pushed against the seat in front of him and his right hand was gripping my leg. I looked down at him in annoyance again. This time I knew it was intentional.
“Sorry ma.”. He looked up at me and said softly, his teeth were yellow and black, as he slowly removed his hand from my leg. I felt his hand gently squeeze my calf as he slowly let go. The big arm was still resting on my ass. I stopped feeling the big tummy and I wondered if someone else had stepped in between me and the big man. I slowly tilted my head to the right and tried to side eye the person behind me.
It was still the big man but he had shifted his position slightly now. He had moved his body to the left a little. His tummy was hitting the back of the old man’s seat, his left hand was holding the seat for balance but his right hand was swinging loosely by his side, casually hitting my butt cheeks over the skirt.
The train grinded to a halt and passengers started to depart. I was hoping for someone close to me to get off so I could sit down. In my mind, I was cursing myself for not patiently waiting for a lady only carriage or train. Even the fat Vicks lady stayed on. Unfortunately, more people actually managed to get into this carriage
Sigh. Curse my bad luck.
The train moved again suddenly. As I leaned backward, this time I felt the palm of the big man’s hand on my right butt cheek. He literally had the entire bun in the palm of his hand. I felt his fingers graze my panties over my skirt. More people meant I could barely move now and the big man knew that. It was difficult for me to even move around slightly and look him in the face. I was getting a bit flustered at my situation. He gently gave my bum a squeeze, first the right, then the hand grazed over to the left to receive the same treatment. The hand eventually went back to my right butt cheek and it was resting there. Gently pinching and squeezing it over the skirt as the train moved about. With every wobble and bounce from the train, he gave my right butt a squeeze.
The nerve of this guy. I thought to myself.
**End of part 2.**
5 minutes into the train ride, I let out a yawn. It had been a really tiring day today. My mind was already wondering into the assignments we were given.
I was deep in thought, staring into space when I felt a finger slowly graze just above my ankle. I looked down. I saw the old man looking out the window, his right hand was swinging loosely by his side. Thinking nothing much of it, I continued to mentally drift off.
As the train chugged along slowly, I could feel the old mans knuckles and fingers continuously hitting my left leg. I shifted my gaze to him, getting slightly annoyed. I had no idea if he was doing it intentionally or accidentally. I did not want to cause a scene and embarrass him in front of everyone. The old man kept looking out the window. The boy sitting beside had drifted off to sleep. I shifted my left leg slightly. The old man realised this and quickly moved his hand back to his lap. He looked up at me and smiled slightly, looking at me apologetically.
Ok. Perhaps it was accidental. I just smiled slightly at him and looked back up. The smell of Vicks from this huge lady in front of me was killing my nostrils. I was really starting to get annoyed. It was already so hot and stuffy in here. To make matters worse, I could feel the big tummy pushing into my back behind me. I could the man’s face very close to my ponytail, I felt the hair slightly brushing against him as the train swayed. I felt like meat between to big burger buns. The thought made me smile to myself.
The train suddenly jerked hard again as it started to slow down at the next station. I saw passengers move forward from the force holding the seat in front of them for support. I too had leaned forward to balance myself. I felt the big tummy do the same as it dug into my back, this time I also felt a big hand against the skirt on my bum, the thick arm resting against my butt cheek.
A skinny hand had gripped my left calf. I could feel the thin fingers wrapped around my sweaty skin. I looked down at the old man. He had his left hand pushed against the seat in front of him and his right hand was gripping my leg. I looked down at him in annoyance again. This time I knew it was intentional.
“Sorry ma.”. He looked up at me and said softly, his teeth were yellow and black, as he slowly removed his hand from my leg. I felt his hand gently squeeze my calf as he slowly let go. The big arm was still resting on my ass. I stopped feeling the big tummy and I wondered if someone else had stepped in between me and the big man. I slowly tilted my head to the right and tried to side eye the person behind me.
It was still the big man but he had shifted his position slightly now. He had moved his body to the left a little. His tummy was hitting the back of the old man’s seat, his left hand was holding the seat for balance but his right hand was swinging loosely by his side, casually hitting my butt cheeks over the skirt.
The train grinded to a halt and passengers started to depart. I was hoping for someone close to me to get off so I could sit down. In my mind, I was cursing myself for not patiently waiting for a lady only carriage or train. Even the fat Vicks lady stayed on. Unfortunately, more people actually managed to get into this carriage
Sigh. Curse my bad luck.
The train moved again suddenly. As I leaned backward, this time I felt the palm of the big man’s hand on my right butt cheek. He literally had the entire bun in the palm of his hand. I felt his fingers graze my panties over my skirt. More people meant I could barely move now and the big man knew that. It was difficult for me to even move around slightly and look him in the face. I was getting a bit flustered at my situation. He gently gave my bum a squeeze, first the right, then the hand grazed over to the left to receive the same treatment. The hand eventually went back to my right butt cheek and it was resting there. Gently pinching and squeezing it over the skirt as the train moved about. With every wobble and bounce from the train, he gave my right butt a squeeze.
The nerve of this guy. I thought to myself.
**End of part 2.**
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