Tram Game (Student Campus Adult Fiction)

Like any other day, the subway was packed with people in the morning. Wanting stood on the platform, thinking that she would be squeezed into the carriage like sardines again, so she picked up her briefcase and put it against her chest to prevent her breasts from pressing against others.

The train arrived and the crowd poured into the carriage like a flood. Wanting found a favorable position. There were walls in front and on the left. With her back to the crowd, she could occupy a corner by herself.

The crowd pressed forward layer by layer, and Wanting's back and buttocks were pressed tightly by the people behind her, making her unable to move at all.

Wanting felt something hard pressing against her buttocks. Having been married for a year, she naturally knew what that object was, but she was pressed into the corner and unable to avoid it. I thought that the person might not have done it on purpose, and it was normal to have a physiological reaction in such an environment.

The train started moving, and the man's rod rubbed against Wanting's back as the train swayed. She felt the rod swelling and getting harder. Although Wanting was unhappy, she thought that physical contact on the train was common, so in order to avoid embarrassment, she decided to keep the matter quiet.

The train stopped suddenly and Wanting was unsteady on her feet. A pair of hands suddenly rested on her waist, holding her steady. Wanting was grateful in her heart, otherwise she might have hit her head against the wall.

The train started moving again, but the man's hands did not leave. Wan Ting thought, "Forget it! Considering that you just held me steady, I'll let you be comfortable for a while. Anyway, I won't lose much."

The man's stick was against Wanting's back. Wanting laughed in her heart: "It must be very uncomfortable, wanting to eat but not being able to!" Although Wanting was conservative, she loved to play tricks on people. On a whim, she would swing her hips, trying to make the man feel uncomfortable.

The man was overjoyed, thinking that he could take the next step, so he pulled Wanting's shirt out from under her skirt and directly touched her smooth skin.

"This is too much, he's pushing his luck!" Wanting didn't realize that she had misled others. She was angry and wanted to teach this pervert a lesson.

Wanting came up with a plan. She put her right hand behind her, held the stick with one hand, and stroked it twice. The man was extremely excited, but unexpectedly, Wanting suddenly bent hard. The man groaned in pain and immediately stepped back from behind Wanting and stood to her right. Wanting still held the stick in her right hand.

Wanting was very proud and finally breathed a sigh of relief. Wan Ting thought no one noticed this, but unexpectedly someone was watching from behind and secretly laughing at the pervert: "What an idiot!"

The man behind her saw Wanting's curvaceous figure and a pair of slender, white legs under her short skirt, and he couldn't help but salivate. He took the opportunity to move behind her and replaced the previous man's position. The man lifted Wanting's skirt with his right hand and inserted it between her legs. Wanting was shocked and immediately clamped her legs together to prevent his hand from moving.

Wan Ting thought, "This is terrible. If they attack together, we will be in trouble."

When the situation was at a stalemate, the man behind her moved his left hand upwards to Wanting's armpit and gently tickled her. Wanting immediately clamped her arms together, but at the same time relaxed her legs. Seizing this opportunity, the man's right hand immediately moved up from the thigh to the edge of the underwear. At this time, it was impossible for Wanting to close her legs again.

The man in front and the people behind him trapped Wanting in a corner, so the others could not see Wanting's situation.

The person behind her was experienced and saw through Wanting's smart personality and strong self-esteem, and knew that she would not have the courage to call out. So he unscrupulously pressed her vagina through her panties with his fingers and rubbed it back and forth.

Wanting felt ashamed and angry, "Stop it..." she begged in her heart.

Seeing this, the man on the right wanted to have a piece of the pie, so he put his right hand on Wanting's waist. Wanting was furious and tightened her grip on the stick. The man's lifeblood was in Wanting's hand, so he immediately retreated.

The person behind her was playing with Wanting's vagina, and under the continuous caress, her lower body became wet. Due to the busy work, Wanting and her husband have not had any affection for a while. Although Wanting felt ashamed, she was excited on the other hand and her breathing became rapid.

"Why not close your eyes and enjoy it for a while!" A thought flashed through Wanting's mind, and she was surprised herself.

"How can I have such thoughts?" Wanting stopped herself immediately.

While she was thinking about it, the man lifted Wanting's panties with his fingers and directly fiddled with her labia. Wanting was shocked, but also enjoyed the stimulation.

"Zhiming has never made me so comfortable..." Zhiming is Wanting's husband. He works in the computer industry. Although he has a charming wife, he does not understand tenderness. After one year of marriage, Wanting has never felt the taste of orgasm from Zhiming.

The person behind her was admiring Wanting's charming figure. Under her white shirt, one could vaguely see that Wanting's bra had no straps. His desire grew even stronger.

"Are you comfortable, miss?" A whisper came into Wanting's ear, and the man's lips were close to her ear: "Don't be shy, loosen your hands, let me touch your breasts!"

The person behind her moved his left hand to Wanting's back and unbuttoned her bra. Wanting regretted choosing one without straps today. The person took off her bra and put it into his open handbag.

The round breasts were exposed under the white shirt. The man's left hand slowly moved up from under the shirt again, stroking the slippery body. Wanting immediately pressed the briefcase against her chest, trying to stop his hand through the shirt, but Wanting's breasts were firm, and the man's hand entered from the cleavage, and then held her left breast with one hand.

The man rubbed Wanting's left breast wantonly, and at the same time used the tip of his ring finger to gently rub and rotate the nipple. He clearly felt Wanting's nipple gradually hardening, and he knew that Wanting's heart was beating fast.

Wanting thought of her husband and recalled the sweetness of the past. She felt regretful in her heart. Why didn't she cry out for help at the beginning, causing such a situation now? Her naked breasts were faintly visible under her white shirt. If she cried for help now, would she have the face to see people in the future? Besides, although I feel sorry for Zhiming, when has he ever made himself so comfortable? He works hard every day without sleep, so when has he ever cared about himself? Wan Ting thought, "It would be nice if Zhiming could make me feel this good."

The train continued to move forward. Wanting stopped thinking about random things. She concentrated, closed her eyes, and enjoyed the pleasure of the moment. Unconsciously, the hand holding the stick loosened.

The person behind her winked at the person on her right, and that person understood and used his right hand to touch Wanting's right breast. Both breasts were rubbed at the same time, and the nipples were constantly pinched. Wanting's heartbeat accelerated, she gasped, and her body became weak. She could only hold on to the wall in front of her with her right hand.

The person on the right saw Wanting's sexy lips, which were half open and half closed, and couldn't help but put his lips against hers. Wanting immediately avoided her. To Wanting, kisses can only be given to the one she loves.

The person behind her also wanted to see Wanting being kissed forcibly, so he quickly flipped her labia and kept pinching her nipples. Wanting's whole body was soft and she was unable to resist. The person on the right quickly sucked her lips and kissed her greedily, just like people in love. Wanting let his tongue explore in her mouth, exchanging each other's saliva.

It was a deep kiss, and the person on the right was very satisfied. The person behind her knew that Wanting was also very satisfied. While massaging Wanting's breasts and labia, he asked: "Is it comfortable?" Wanting did not respond.

The man stopped and asked again, "Are you comfortable?"

Wanting could no longer bear the shame and could only nod, hoping to continue the pleasure.

"Do you want me to put my finger in there?" he whispered in Wanting's ear.

Wanting hesitated: "How can I let someone penetrate me?"

The man fiddled with her labia again, and her vaginal fluid flowed more and more. "Do you want to insert it?" the man asked again. Wanting just nodded.

The man was satisfied, so he inserted the middle finger of his right hand into Wanting's vagina. Because it was so wet, his finger could go in and out easily, and Wanting couldn't help but moan softly. Wanting was aroused at the moment and her heart was beating faster, but she was afraid that others would notice, so she bit her lower lip tightly and dared not make any sound.

The man's fingers stopped again, "Do it yourself!" he said in Wanting's ear.

Wan Ting thought: "It can be considered as indecent assault now, but if I take the initiative to cooperate, wouldn't that be committing adultery?"

Seeing that Wanting didn't move, the man quickened his touch on Wanting's left breast, and the man on the right also cooperated by touching her right breast. Wanting's breasts were shaken at different rhythms by different people at the same time, which was very comfortable. However, she was stubborn and refused to cooperate actively in this lewd behavior.

The man was very competitive, and in order to convince Wanting, he put his middle finger in Wanting's vagina and his index finger on her labia, and Wanting's lower body was already flooded.

"Hurry up, everyone will get off the bus soon, and you won't be able to play anymore." The man urged Wanting, then inserted his index finger into Wanting's vagina, stopped there, and waited for Wanting.

Although Wanting was ashamed, her desire outweighed her self-esteem. She had never experienced such pleasure even after a year of marriage, so she didn't care about anything else. "Besides, it's just a finger." Wanting was very smart and came up with this excuse to make herself feel okay.

Wanting twisted her waist and rotated the man's two fingers in her vagina. As the train swayed, she moved them up and down, increasing the pleasure. The person on the right was stunned, only then did he realize that he had met a master among wolves. He saw Wanting's rosy cheeks, slightly parted lips, half-closed eyes, and soft gasps. Her innocent appearance matched with her lascivious movements, she was indulging in the joy of sex among the crowd.

Although the carriage was packed with people, no one else noticed Wanting's passionate scene. There were only the two of them, watching from a close distance while holding her tender breasts!

The train arrived at a big station and many people got off. The person behind him was afraid of being discovered, so he quickly pulled his hand out. Then he whispered in Wanting's ear, "See you at this time tomorrow. Remember not to wear underwear. I have something better for you."

The man kissed Wanting on the face, then turned and got out of the car. Seeing this, the person on the right also got off the car and asked, "What is your name? I really admire you."

The man replied, "My name is Eagle. Those are just trifles. I have a predecessor who once stood in a carriage and propped up a woman's vaginal opening with his glans. He asked the originally reserved and dignified woman to bend down and put his penis inside herself. You can learn these tricks slowly!" After saying that, he walked away.

Wanting breathed a sigh of relief, glad to have escaped from the clutches of the devil. However, there was an inexplicable emptiness in my heart. I pressed my hand holding the briefcase against my chest even harder, closing my eyes and enjoying the pleasure that had not yet subsided...