Public fondling was becoming common in Asia.
Public fondling often happened on some form of transportation would go unnoticed by because the woman would remain silent to avoid the shame & dishonor associated. But I was sure that was a cultural phenomenon and wouldn’t happen in America! I was so wrong! And I was even more wrong about what I would do if I saw it!
The young woman on the subway stood gripping the hand hold above her when a man with an obvious erection moved in behind her. She was wearing a skirt slightly above the knee, that flowed easily and the car was packed tight. I only saw because I was sitting right next to them, as the train jostled people around and the public fondling began. I watched as he reached his hand up her skirt and pulled her panties aside, slipping his fingers inside her. She tried to step away, but there was no room to move! She said nothing. Never cried out; just stood there and cringed while he played with her in front of everyone. Looked around to see if anyone else could see what I saw and watched a woman turn away and a man begin moving his hand under his coat.
I watched while she gripped the handle tighter and tighter, struggling against her molester AND her mounting pleasure. Didn’t know whether to help her or start touching myself, which made it even more of a turn-on. I was ashamed, but I couldn’t help feeling the wetness in my own panties as I watched her cum while standing in the crowd, trying to hide what had happened.
When he’d finished the public fondling of the girl, he got off at the next stop without ever looking back. I just sat looking at her – feeling sympathy for her, and jealousy of her.
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