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Train Games
by Maussie (mighty_maussie@hotmail.com)
***
I step into the overcrowded compartment of the train. I
really have to look for a seat. Finally I spot an empty
one, next to some blond girl. I quickly walk up to her,
because others have seen the seat as well, and ask her
if I can sit there. She's dressed in a skirt and blouse.
She smiles and takes her bag off the seat. We start to
talk a bit, and then I place my hand on her thigh. She
looks at me nervously, smiles, but does nothing to stop
me. Then I move my hand towards her crotch, and the game
begins. (MF, nc, mast, public)
***
Saturday, twenty minutes to six in the afternoon.
Finally the train pulled up at Wolvega train station. I
had been waiting for a good twenty minutes already for
that damned thing to arrive, eager to get on it to get
back home. I had been visiting my family and it had been
a long day already.
It was one of those big yellow and blue intercity
trains, nicknamed 'Front Runner' and I could tell while
still standing on the platform, that it was crowded
inside. The doors opened and some people got off. I
stepped on to the train and into the compartment, and
immediately saw that it was overcrowded already. Great,
I though, another ride on a train where I get to stand
for an hour.
Suddenly, I spotted an empty seat. Unbelievable, how
come it had not been taken already, there were plenty of
others standing in the corridor who were there before
me. Then I noticed that someone else has seen the empty
spot as well, and I quickly move towards the row. On the
seat next to it, at the window, there was a girl sitting
already, she was reading a book and had placed her bags
on the empty seat, probably to prevent people from
sitting there.
"Hi," I said to the girl, as friendly as I could, "can I
sit here?" The girl looked up and smiled at me. She said
nothing but removed her bags from the seat, and placed
them on the floor in front of her, allowing me to take
place there. I took off my coat and sat myself down next
to the girl.
I quickly checked her out a bit. She seemed about
eighteen years old, about 170 centimeters tall and had a
slender figure. She had long wavy blond hair, really
blond that is, and blue eyes. She was dressed in a
white, short sleeved blouse that outlined the shape of
her reasonably large breasts well, and a grey and red
checkered skirt, that revealed much of her legs. She
wore blue sneakers and in her ears she had large silver
ring-shaped earrings. Several bracelets decorated her
wrists. All in all a real sexy sight.
As the train started to move again, the girl noticed I
was checking her out, and got a bit nervous, so I
decided to break the ice a bit by starting some small
talk. "You've been shopping?" I asked.
"Yeah, in Zwolle, together with my sister who lives
there." the girl replied.
"That's nice, Zwolle is a nice town to go shopping. So
where are you going now?" I continued to ask the girl.
"Back home," she said.
"And where is home?" I asked again.
The girl glanced at me for a second, wondering why I
wanted to know all this, but then replied: "Jirnsum. So
where are you going?"
"Back home as well, I've been visiting my family today,"
I replied, happy that girl seemed to calm down a bit. In
the mean time I thought, Jirnsum, that gave me little
over half an hour to play with her for a bit.
"And where do you live?" she asked me next.
"Ljouwert." I replied, while I carefully placed my left
hand on her right thigh, "So what's your name?"
"Ilse..." the girl said, and then looked at me with
pleading eyes, "Please..."
"Ilse, that's a nice name. I'm Mark." I said, while I
gently started to rub her thigh, not listening to her
plea. Her leg felt nice and soft.
The girl gasped and gave me a nervous little smile over
the compliment, but also flinched slightly over the
sudden invasion of her body by my hand. "So are you
still in school, Ilse?" I ask her, while I continued to
rub her leg, slowly but surely moving my hand closer to
her crotch, which she noticed.
"Yeah... I'm in my first year of college." Ilse replied,
who now continuously glanced at me. Her eyes showed a
mixture of emotions, ranging from fear to anxiety to
pleasure. She had put her book away and kept her arms
alongside her body. Then she squeezed her legs together
a bit in an attempt to block me from reaching her
crotch.
"College, that's cool, so what are you studying for?" I
ask her, while my fingers slid underneath her skirt and
reached the fabric of her panties.
"I want to be a schoolteacher at an elementary school."
Ilse replied. She still didn't move, even though she
could feel my fingers probing her pubic region now. I
could tell she had a nicely shaped tuft of hair above
her slit. "Ah, so you're at the PABO, that's good. Do
you have a boyfriend, Ilse?" I asked her now.
Again she glanced at me, wondering what on earth I was
doing to her, and then reluctantly replied: "Nooo..." It
sounded more like a whine, a plea for me to stop
molesting her, something I obviously wasn't going to do.
I looked at the girl. "No boyfriend?" I asked her
surprised, while I moved my hand underneath the fabric
of her panties now, allowing me to really feel her soft
curly pubic hair "A pretty girl like you, with no
boyfriend? I find that hard to believe. Ilse."
"I just haven't met the right one yet." Ilse replied
while she started to giggle a bit from nervousness over
what I was doing to her.
"Oh well..." I told her, happy that this girl was
probably still a virgin, "You're still young, you have
plenty of time for all that."
Next the girl turned her head and glanced out of the
window for a bit, probably trying to forget, or at least
not think about what I was doing to her. But she
couldn't remain sitting still, her entire body trembled,
nervous as she was over this public violation of her
body. How come no-one saw what I was doing to her, that
she was being sexually assaulted by a thirty-six year
old man, she must have wondered, there were plenty of
people on the train who could see it happening.
Of course, all she had to do was call out loud to me to
quit molesting her, and then she would have had the full
attention of everyone on the train. But for some reason,
she didn't. Perhaps the embarrassment would be too much
for her as well, and she just didn't want anyone to know
what was going on here, between us.
Finally I managed to push my fingers between her thighs,
which she still had squeezed together. Now I could feel
the slit of her pussy, and started sliding my middle
finger along it. This instantly got her attention again,
and she turned her head to me and looked at me with the
most helpless pleading eyes imaginable. Again she
giggled and smiled nervously, and flinched at the touch
of her pussy by my fingers. Unintentionally the
flinching movement caused he to open her legs for me,
something I immediately took advantage of by letting my
hand slide further between her legs, almost completely
cupping her entire pussy by now.
Ilse's lower lip started to tremble. "Please..." she
pleaded again with a real helpless look in her eyes, but
she knew I wasn't going to stop. Not now that I had full
access to her pussy. And besides, part of her didn't
even want me to stop anymore, as she could start feeling
herself getting turned on by the gentle molestation I
put her through. Then she placed her hands on my lower
arm.
This was it, I thought, she was going to pull my hand
away, something I would allow her to do without making a
fuss about it. I had told myself from the beginning that
is she really didn't want me to continue, if she would
start to cry or fight or scream for help, that I would
stop. But she did nothing! She did not remove my hand
from her crotch, instead, all she did was let her hands
rest on my lower arm and smile defeated at me. Was this
her final surrender to me?
"You know you are very beautiful." I said to appease her
mind a bit, while I let my fingers slide along her
labia.
"Thank you..." she replied hesitantly to the compliment
and even started to blush a little.
I found the entrance of her vagina and quickly inserted
my middle finger into the tunnel. The moment Ilse felt
this, she really had to flinch and started to giggle
again, nervously, while she timidly looked around to see
if anyone was noticing this. She didn't really want to
be caught by a large crowd in such a compromising
situation as she was in right now.
Then my thumb discovered Ilse's clitoris, and I started
to work on this, tickling the little thing with my
thumb, while I kept my middle finger swarming in the
shaft of her vagina. This just about drove the girl nuts
from excitement. She giggled out loud now, couldn't sit
still anymore and squirmed her abdomen about. And then,
unwillingly, she let out a moan, loud enough for the
people in front of us and behind us to hear.
"Hhnnnnnn...!" It suddenly sounded through the railcar,
and the girl's face turned red from embarrassment. It
almost looked like an orgasm already. Several people
stared in her direction, wondering what was going on
there with her, but they couldn't see anything out of
the ordinary. Again she looked at me with a glance that
seemed to say 'please stop', but she said nothing. All
she could do was smile at me, mildly content now.
Ilse started to get wet between her legs now, and I
could tell by the way she now constantly gasped and
moaned, that she was getting turned on by my treatment
of her pussy. Then the train slowed down, we were
entering Hearenfean, a thirty thousand people commuter
town, where many people would get off the train, and
quite a few on it as well.
Ilse looked at me, wondering if I would quit working
her, but much to her dismay, I didn't move my hand from
her crotch. Then the train stopped and Ilse quickly
grabbed her coat and laid it across her lap, hiding her
crotch and my hand from view. Then she placed her right
hand on my left upper arm. She definitely did not want
the other passengers to see what was going on here. In
the mean time, I kept on thrusting my middle finger in
and out of the girl's vagina, and Ilse tried to pretend
as if nothing was wrong, while she quietly gazed at all
the passengers that passed us through the corridor, on
their way out of the train.
When the great passenger exchange at Hearenfean station
was over, and the doors had closed again, the train
started moving again, towards its next stop, the village
of Akkrum. The train passed through residential areas
and a large business park, until it left Hearenfean
behind. Ilse put her coat back on the hook, allowing
herself a full view of what I was doing to her, when
suddenly, the conductor showed up in the train
compartment. Thankfully he was all the way at the other
end, but still, he was the one person that should
definitely not see me doing this, as he had the
authority to arrest me for sexually assaulting Ilse.
I could hear Ilse let out a sigh from relief when she
saw the man who could well be her savior. I continued to
work Ilse's pussy for as long as I could. But then, as
the man was only a meter away, I pulled my hand out of
the girl's panties and pretended nothing was going on.
Ilse now suddenly realized that all the evidence of me
molesting her was gone, and there was no way for her to
prove what I had done to her. So when the conductor
showed up at our row, all she did was look at him with a
nervous smile, and gave him her ticket. I did the same.
The man could see that Ilse was nervous and sweaty, but
he didn't think anything of it. With us sitting next to
each other, and her still holding my left arm, he
probably assumed that we belonged together, and so he
moved on. As soon as the man was gone, Ilse looked at me
and bit her lower lip. Then she moved her head close to
mine and whispered in my ear with a hoarsely voice:
"Finish it, please... I'm so hot, I really need it
now..."
I couldn't believe what I was hearing. First she begged
me to stop, and now she begged me to go on, and to make
her come. I looked at her, smiled, and then brought my
hand back to her crotch. This time she eagerly opened
her legs for me, allowing me access again to her most
private parts.
I put my hand back inside her panties, and inserted my
middle finger back in her pussy. Then, without warning,
she pulled her legs back together again, squeezing them
tight, trapping my hand between them. Then she placed
her hands back on my left arm again, gently rubbing it
this time. I looked at the girl as if to ask her if she
had decided to change the rules of the game, and her
naughtily smile and horny look in her eyes told me that
she had indeed done just this.
Okay, I thought, I can live with that, and continued
working the girl again, who had closed her eyes and
openly enjoyed now what I was doing. She even placed her
right hand on my lap and could clearly feel the boner in
my pants. She squeezed my dick a bit through the fabric
of my jeans, but never really got to play with it,
sadly.
Unfortunately, Akkrum showed up all too quickly already.
Once again, the train stopped, and people got off. This
time Ilse didn't bother about placing the coat over her
lap, and several people passing us saw my hand at her
crotch. No-one dared to say anything however, as they
could see that the girl was clearly enjoying it.
The train pulled up from Akkrum station again, and I
realized that I had only little time left, so I started
working Ilse's pussy even harder, because I absolutely
wanted to make her come before she had to exit the
train. Unfortunately Akkrum and Grou-Jirnsum, where she
had to get off, were only about five kilometers apart
from each other, so I really had to hurry. Thankfully
she was as hot as hell by now and could come at any
minute. I started to focus on her clit, constantly
rubbing and pinching it, stimulating the flesh to get
aroused. That would be the easiest way for me to achieve
my goal.
The girl was now letting out a constant flow of muffled
moans and sighs, while breathing heavily and trembling
all over her body. She moved her right hand underneath
her blouse towards her breasts, squeezing them and
rubbing her nipples, making them hard. She really did
her best to keep things as quiet as possible so not to
attract too much attention to her and to what I was
doing to her. Part of her still wasn't fully comfortable
with what I was doing with her, and wanted to end it,
but an ever growing part of her wanted me to go on to
the end. I could feel her getting really wet now.
Then, about a kilometer before the train had to stop and
Ilse had to get off, the train slowed down and she came.
And she came hard. "Woooaaahhhh!" it echoed through the
open compartment, and just about everyone of the about
forty passengers still on the railcar, looked in our
direction. "Ohhh... Ahhh... Oh wow... Oh my god... That
feels good..." Ilse panted, while she tried to recover
from her orgasm, and I kept my hand at her crotch for a
bit longer. Then the platform of the Grou-Jirnsum
station came up, and Ilse looked at me.
"I have to get off the train here." she said with a
slightly sad voice.
"Yeah I know... Pity... I wouldn't mind playing a bit
more with you," I replied.
The blond girl moved her head close to mine and gave me
a passionate kiss on my cheek, while holding my other
cheek with the palm of her hand. "Thank you," she said
joyfully, "Can I have your phone number?"
"Sure," I said to the blond girl and pulled my hand out
of her panties.
Ilse took her cell phone, and I gave her my number.
Then, as the train almost came to a full stop, she
grabbed he bags and coat and got up. She smiled at me
when she passed in front of me to get to the corridor,
but was no longer nervous. When she was halfway to the
exit, she turned her head and looked at me one last
time. "Bye now, and thanks again," she said, while many
people gazed at the girl.
The girl had a very satisfied and overly spent look on
her face, for everyone to see. Then the train stopped.
Ilse waved at me, and got off the train. I still had ten
more kilometers to go, and as the train pulled up again,
one minute later, I glanced out of the window to see if
I could see the girl. I did, she was walking towards the
bicycle shed. She still looked very content.
Two days later, late in the afternoon, I received a
phone call. It was Ilse, she had just finished school
for today, and asked me if I felt like meeting her in
town for a drink in a pub. I could not possibly refuse
this to the girl.
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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
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