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Travelling on the bus
Date: 10/16/2015, Categories: Voyeur, Author: albion64
... moving upwards. I felt the bones of her lower rib cage against the ball of my thumb and I slid my hand up a little further until my thumb was brushing the lower curve of her full breast. I knew that the other passengers were watching and had a clear view, and so did my victim, but no one interfered. The realization that she was being watched as she was being felt up without being able to do anything about it caused her blush to deepen. Still gripping her ass-cheek tightly I moved my hand deliberately up on to her left breast and began to feel her, moulding the flesh. I saw one of my fellow passengers give me a thumbs-up sign out of the corner of my eye. I ignored it and continued to mould the flesh of her full breast. I could feel her hardening nipple like a bullet in the palm of my hand and I could smell the combined sweat of her fear, anxiety and arousal. Despite herself she was becoming turned on by my attentions. I played idly with her nipple through the thin covering of her blouse and bra and she gasped as I twisted it between thumb and forefinger. Moving my lips closer to her ear, I spoke to her for the first time. "Spread your legs," I ordered brusquely. She gave what sounded like a little sob but did not move. I twisted her nipple rather more viciously and she gasped and gave a definite sob. Her thighs parted until she was standing on trembling legs with feet braced about a foot apart. I left her nipple and spread my hand again on her breast, cupping and ...
... fondling it. I took a firm grip on the soft springy girl- flesh of her breast and held her firmly while I proceeded to the next stage. As I held her by the breast pulled close against me she was standing rigid with her hands by her sides. I took my hand from her ass and seized her by her delicate wrist, bringing her hand to my groin. As usual I was wearing a pair of thin dark slacks with no underwear and a black polo-necked sweater. I had been erect since I first touched her and now I put her unwilling hand on my erect prick, forcing her to feel me through my thin trousers. She just let her hand hang limp. I squeezed her breast viciously and she gave another sob. "Take hold of my prick and start rubbing," I whispered in her ear. Nothing happened. I squeezed her breast again and I felt her delicate hand cup my balls, feeling, outlining and defining the flesh before moving up to my prick which she clasped reluctantly through my trousers and began to slowly jerk me off. I knew that she was now too cowed to stop so I let go of her wrist and put my hand back up her skirt. I slipped my hand between her legs and caressed the dimple of her ass before slipping my finger forward to the smooth area of the delicate skin between her ass and the back of the slit of her cunt which I began to gently stroke through the thin silk of her panties, working her up with the tips of my fingers. I heard her breathing quicken and shallow and her grip on my prick tightened slightly and deliciously. ...