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A jam-packed subway train is the stage for those six erotic adventures, anonymous sexual encounters of the third kind: exciting arousing fantasies and sweaty juvenile dreams! The thick of the throng provides the safest place for a secret grope or a clandestine feel and not all of the victims are upset by a hand in their panties: some of them are really enjoying the tender erotic attention on the long boring ride from work back home . . .

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Hentai Jones

Subway Hunters

Once you've got a hand in their panties they were all yours!

BookRix GmbH & Co. KG81371 Munich

Subway Hunters

 

 

Subway Hunters

written by Hentai Jones

BookRix Edition 2017

Copyright by Amé

 

 

Hentai Jones:

SUBWAY HUNTERS

 

Once you've got a hand in their panties they were all yours!

 

 

Cover photo from Pinterest

without a copyright attached

 

 

 

 

 

1 - The cute Schoolgirl

 

The cute Schoolgirl

 

She was as cute as they come: white socks, plaited blue skirt and white blouse, she had long black hair and the face of an angel - and she gave me a pretty smile too as she was stepping into the train! As usual the six-thirty subway was packed like a sardine tin and the passengers were rubbing shoulders on the half hour trip out to the suburb after work - I was rubbing my crotch against the schoolgirl's bum and got horny quickly. She didn't seem to mind: most of the pretty girls got molested frequently and some of them found it quite exciting - it was probably just a silly game to spend the time when caught in a swaying sea of bodies. Her straight ebony hair wore a shiny luster and both of her cute ears were poking out of it, her hair was exuding the smell of violets and roses and I would have loved to stick my nose into it for a deep breath, but I was as cautious as usual not to scare her: I had all the time to take it easy and proceed gently!

 

As the train was swaying over an intersection I put my hand on her hips, and because she wasn't protesting the move I left it sitting there, but drawn by sheer gravity it slid slowly down over the soft swell of her right buttock until it was touching the bare skin of her upper thigh. This was always the most critical part of the game and I was expected her to turn around with disgust and to smack me in the face for my indiscretion, but my angel was holding on to the bar and staring out of the door as if she were deep in thoughts. I had won the first try and would be unstoppable from now on: the skin of her thigh was as soft as silk and invitingly warm to the touch, and it grew silkier as further up I was exploring it under the short school skirt - my dickel was already throbbing in my underpants as my fingers reached the crease under her buttock and touched the seam of her panties! At this stage I had to proceed with the utmost caution: to secretly touch a girl wasn't the same as to undress it in public - if I was to upset her I could end up in prison!

 

But my beautiful angel had a compassionate spirit and wasn't denying me the pleasure to take one of her bulging buttock into my palm to hold it for a while - and I was sure, that she was enjoying the intimate caress as much as I did! Those bouncy things were designed by Satan himself and would forever be the ultimate temptation for mankind to commit a sin - thinking about them was bad enough but groping them was purely evil! I was a big sinner, but I was blaming the girls for it: they knew, that they were sexy and were yearning for being admired, they all were lusting for sexual adventures and were running around in the shortest skirts and the flimsiest underwear to tease me! Angel would probably be disappointed with me if I would have given up on her now: I sensed that she was getting aroused and was quite sure, that her pussy would be itching by now, it was time for me to be brave! The boys around me were all busy with their mobil phones and none put a claim in for a share of the angel, so I went on!

 

I found the strip of naked skin above the waistband of her panties and felt my angel tighten up with expectation: she knew what I was going to do - to let the fingers of a stranger into their knickers was a probably not an easy decision to make for young girls like her, they were all pretending to possess a bit of shame and inhibitions! But my angel didn't scream and kick when I was slipping my hand into her panties to caress the naked skin, she was rather pushing her cute bubble bum out a bit further to allow me better access to her hidden charms. As always I was astonished by the clever combination of softness and tightness of a girl's buttocks, about the instant urge I felt to spank them first and then to explore the deep moist cleft between them! Angel's asshole was hot and sticky from sweat and she was clenching her cheeks together when I gave it a tickle and a rub, she made it clear to me, that her ass was not included in the deal and would have to be negotiated about later or never: whatever it was I was just forging forward!

 

Angel's pussy was dripping wet from the growing fear of being taken captive by a stranger, but she was spreading her legs willingly to give me the space to explore her horny soul without restriction: she was all mine and I was pretty certain, that she would let me fuck her later on too! Her moist vaginal lips had already parted and I had no difficulty to locate her swollen clitoris, protruding proud and hard from the wet folds of soft flesh around it - Angel's hips began to move and to jerk but she was making no sound: she was surely enjoying my tenderness! But then she was suddenly growing restless and was clamping her legs together again, to trap my hand and stop it from moving - I was sensing, that she was going to piss herself soon and so I pulled her panties up and was smoothing her skirt down over them! I was sure, that Angel was craving badly for a pee, but I wasn't going to humiliate such a beautiful girl in a crowded public subway train: patience and restraint could have multiple rewards and were creating trust too!

 

I loved to watch girls pissing themselves in the privacy of a toilet stall or a shower cabin when I had a good view at the procedure, but in such a crammed train I would only get wet socks from it anyway - and to avoid that disaster I stopped to tease the girl between her legs and had a good feel of her little breasts instead! Angel wore a tight sport bra under her school blouse and her nipples were poking through the thin stretched fabric as hard as pebbles from the beach - she was arching her back to receive my erotic nipple torture and was leaning her head back onto my shoulder. I was so hot for her and had to open a few buttons on her shirt to grab each of her nipples personally: I was an absolute nipple lover and it was impossible for me to neglect such a perfect occasion to explore a new set of those perky sultanas, to squeeze them so hard to catch their arousing scent with my fingertips! Angel's sultanas were ripe and sweet and I couldn't wait to see them and to suck on them, to make them bigger and harder and to taste the sweet milk!

 

Angel left the train at the next station and she was confident, that I would follow her, she was walking down the long corridor to the toilets with an enticing swing of her hips and she was frequently checking over her shoulder, if was still behind her! She was a lucky catch and a cheeky little bitch too: she would suck my dick for free would offer me her ass on top just to brag about it the next morning to her girlfriends at school! She was slipping into the men's toilets with a smoothness as if she had been in there before and I found her in the last stall with one arm protecting her breasts and a hand covering her groin: Angel was ready to be plucked! I sat down on the seat and was watching her for a while, her knees were pressed together tight in the face of the imminent danger and her lovely lips were pouting from sheer defiance. But when I asked her to undress she was nodding her head as if she was in a spiritual trance, under a self-induced spell of exhibitionism, which left her with no other joyce than to expose herself to me!