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Kathy's Train Ride

by John Demille

Caution: This story contains strong Elements of public sex, groping and molestation

Kathy was never fond of riding the train. It was something that she had to do sometimes. Riding the train alone was often a source of dread in the tall, gawky, redhead virgin. At 5' 11", Kathy was the tallest girl in her class.

At 120 lbs, she felt she was a little slender to be attractive. Her flat chest caused her no end of embarrassment in the shower after gym classes. Kathy felt that the other girls were snickering behind her back about her boyish figure. Even guys didn't pay her much attention, hence her ongoing virginity at 18. Well, technically, she wasn't a virgin. She has long since gotten rid of the proof with regular use of her trusty hairbrush's handle.

Kathy was riding the train home alone this afternoon because she was late leaving school. Usually her friends, Becky and Natasha would ride with her and give her a feeling of safety. Today she was by herself. She felt a little vulnerable on the crowded train heading east.

She placed her big backpack on the floor between her legs. It had all the books for the new term inside of it. Kathy gripped the rubber handle coming down from the train's ceiling with both hands to keep her balance in the fast moving, swaying train. Falling down was not an option; she couldn't handle the embarrassment. But it wasn't a big fear as the train's passengers were jammed in really tight against each other.

The cool air from a floor vent in front of her felt nice between her legs; it kept the stickiness to a minimum and it made her feel fresh. She had her legs spread apart with the bag between her ankles. The naïve schoolgirl didn't realize what a ridiculously inviting target her spread legs and short skirt made. She was an easy target for any one of the many train perverts that preyed on any meek female with an accessible bottom.

Kathy had been felt up often on the train and was kind of used to it. She figured guys would take advantage of the crowded train to get their jollies on available butts and being a shy virgin, too shy to make a fuss, handled it with resigned tolerance when it happened.

So when the touch of a hand on her ass cheek came no later than a minute after the train took off, Kathy did her best not to react in a noticeable way. She was lost in a daydream and didn't ever turn around to see who it was.

With the hot weather still around, Kathy was only wearing her usual thin cotton panties under her short school skirt. So she didn't have much in defence in her clothing.

The hand started just below her left cheek and lifted up her rounded flesh in its palm. Kathy felt her pulse ramp up just a bit. It always felt a little exciting to the virgin Kathy and she always wondered how far it would go. The unknown stranger was bolder than any that she experience before. He was now squeezing her cheek and pulling it to the side. She felt the second hand almost immediately thrust forward and find that sweet gap between her ass cheeks.

The stranger with the exploring fingers had Kathy's attention now. She looked around her franticly, checking to see if somebody saw what was happening to her. They all seemed oblivious to what was going on so close to them.

Curiosity took over and pushed her to look over her shoulder trying to find out who was doing this to her. She saw an innocent looking handsome youth staring up at the advertisements on the wall in front of her. He was shorter than her. She was certain it was this good looking young man playing with her firm ass cheeks.

The rude hand between her ass cheeks began to stroke her wide open ass crack and even rub into her little brown hole. She tried to shift away from the humiliating ravaging of her most private parts but her large backpack prevented her from closing her legs to protect her sensitive parts. She wondered for how much longer she had to tolerate this crude assault.

A minute or two later, things got worse. The insistent hand wasn't satisfied with rubbing over her panties anymore and she felt the fingers grasp her panties and pull them aside. She could feel colder air caress her sensitive skin. But too quickly, she could feel the fingers crudely touch her previously covered skin.

She's never been touched so intimately before. She couldn't help getting turned on, and soon she could feel her pussy lubricate profusely. The fingers were now roughly rubbing the skin between her brown hole and the back of her pussy.

The hand wasn't hurting her in any manner. On the contrary, it was turning her on something fierce. The hand was making progress forward and if things keep going like this and she doesn't put a stop to it, soon enough her pussy will be the one assaulted.

There was more than eight minutes until her stop and unless the stranger gets off the train before she does, it meant that she must endure this violation for eight more minutes. Kathy was sweating. She couldn't make up her mind regarding what she really wanted to do. Should she stop the stranger before things got completely out of hand? But he was making her feel so good making it too hard to resist. No boy had ever given her any pleasure. It was surely good to feel this way by somebody else's hands.

Sure enough, the hand kept progressing forward and Kathy's eyes opened as wide as they could go when she felt not one, but two fingers enter her drenched pussy from behind. It felt so delicious. The friction on her hungry pussy's skin was nothing like she had ever inflicted on herself. Maybe it was the unexpectedness of things. She wasn't the one controlling the intrusion into her sensitive hole. The anticipation of what would happen next was driving her mad and completely confused at the same time.

Surely it wasn't good to let some stranger do this to her without any resistance. But how can something that feels so good be so wrong? He didn't ask her permission. Of course, she would have refused. He just took her ass in hands.

Thoughts kept raging in her mind.

Should she be angry? Should she be outraged? How dare this impudent young man take such liberties with her body? Oh, this feels so good!

Kathy felt her back arching to give the stranger a better angle to access her pussy. She tried resisting. She tried to straighten up and be normal, but her body had a mind of its own and it didn't obey her anymore.

As her back arched, the stranger moved his other hand under her skirt and onto her right hip getting a better handle on her.

Kathy was sure that it couldn't get worse. She was already turned on and on her way to her first orgasm induced by somebody other than herself. But, things sure got worse.

She was alarmed when the fingers left her pussy and the hand left her sensitive area altogether, but she wasn't prepared to what happened next. Both hand went to her hips and grasped her panties and pulled them down!

She tried to turn around, but the hands returned to her hips and held her firmly in place. This youth was definitely very strong. So she gave up her attempt to turn around and bowed her head in surrender.

Now unhindered, the left hand returned to pussy for more action. With a feeling of excitement and dread, Kathy felt two fingers return to her sopping pussy and start sawing in and out. Few times, they left her pussy to caress her brown hole. The fingers were smearing her juices all over the place. Being inexperienced, Kathy didn't understand the implication of lubricating juices on her ass.

Soon enough, the two fingers stayed in her pussy, but a thumb was added to the action. Kathy flinched when she felt the left hand's thumb touching her asshole, but soon she relaxed as it kept rubbing in circles around it. It felt absolutely incredible. Kathy's eyes were closed and she was in a world of her own. Two fingers were fucking her pussy so nicely and a thumb was giving her more forbidden sensations in a place she never thought was for pleasure.

The right hand that was holding her in place soon loosened its grip and moved forwards to push its fingers through the curly hairs covering her pubic mound.

Kathy nearly screamed when she felt the right hand's middle finger touch her clit at the same time as the thumb pushed on her asshole hard enough to enter it. The sensation was too much. Her pleasure areas were all being manipulated at the same time, pushing her incredibly fast towards an orgasm that threatened to overwhelm her senses.

Kathy couldn't resist. Her muscles all relaxed. Her body was preparing itself for the inevitable.

It didn't take long. In Kathy's mind it felt like hours, but in reality, it was no more than twenty seconds. With all the intense manipulation, it didn't take long for a colossal orgasm to take over her. Wave after wave of pure pleasure coursed through every fibre of her body. Her nerves got flooded with sensations she never thought were possible.

Her muscles contracted. Her pussy and her ass clamped onto the intruding fingers holding them in place. Her clit extended its head forward welcoming the pleasureful touches. Her body jerked almost uncontrollably.

It was a moment of pure pleasure. Nothing else existed in her mind.

It took almost a whole minute for things to start to calm down. She nearly passed out of lack of oxygen. Her muscles were so stiff that she wasn't breathing.

A minute later, all her muscles, except her hands, let go and relaxed. Good things her knees were locked, otherwise they wouldn't be supporting her.

She felt the fingers leave her orifices. She was surprised as her mind vaguely registered the sensation of her panties being pulled up over her ass again. The stranger was not completely crude after all.

When her mind could comprehend again, she looked behind her to express her gratitude to the stranger.

Nobody was there!

The youth that was behind her was gone. She looked around and saw that there was more room on the train and nobody was near her. She must have zoned out for a while. Nobody was even looking at her. Of the people left on the train, none saw anything.

A minute later, her stop was up and she got off the train in a daze. Soon enough she was home without really knowing how. Her legs simply took her there.

For weeks after the incident, Kathy rode the train everyday looking for that youth.

She never found him. He remained a mystery and all she had was a very exciting memory of an incredible incident.