Straight Female / 28
Gave A Groping Guy More Than He Bargained For On The Tube
This happened around a decade ago in the summer holidays before I started uni. I was still living at home with my parents in south London, but I had a summer job in a cafe in central London. Most of my shifts were in the afternoon, but some days I had to start early and get on the tube to work in rush hour.
Those tube carriages were ridiculously packed at that time. There was zero chance of getting a seat when I got on, and by a couple of stations later it was inevitable that you would be crushed up against sweaty strangers. You just had to accept it, and generally everyone was as uncomfortable as one another.
Generally people had one hand above their head to hold onto the handles, and the other kept to themselves as much as possible. However, from time to time I'd feel what I suspected to be someone's hand on my bum, not grabbing at it but pressing against, possibly getting a subtle feel. Or sometimes my bum was pressed up against a man's thigh or something, when I suspected they could have moved so it wasn't if they wanted to. It was pretty much impossible to turn round and look or accuse anyone at the time though.
But this one time as I got on, I thought I sensed this middle-aged balding guy in a suit seem to move slightly towards me, even though the tube wasn't yet all THAT packed. I sensed him looking at me, and as the carriage filled up at the next couple of stops he had positioned himself right behind me, so my butt was pressed right into his crotch!
As the train started up and the passengers started swaying with the movement of the train, I could DEFINITELY feel his erection pressing against me through my tight blue jeans. And he was also definitely pushing further towards me than the motion of the train dictated, pushing his dick against my butt. I couldn't believe his audacity! But in a weird sort of way it also turned me on.
I decided to try something out. As the train moved and we passengers swayed, I started pushing back into him as well. A little bit at first, but eventually as hard as I could, so he was really getting his cock pressed hard against my butt! Gradually I felt him stop pressing so hard into me, but I kept pushing hard backwards, sensing that he knew he'd been rumbled and was now desperately embarassed.
Within a couple of minutes I felt and heard him give an involuntary gasp, and noticed him now pushing forward again for a few seconds. He had cum in his pants! I kept pressing back for a bit , before easing up and just going with the swaying of the carriage, pleased with myself that his trousers were probably ruined and that he would regret having been such a perv.
I still had a couple more stops to go before I got off, and as people got on and off at those stops we shifted position a bit so he was no longer right behind me. I wanted to see his face, and was glad to find that he looked suitably ashamed and embarassed.
However as the minutes passed, gradually he seemed less embarassed. He even gave a little smirk at me when I got off the train, so I'm not sure if my actions quite taught him the lesson I had hoped. It was fun though!
Those tube carriages were ridiculously packed at that time. There was zero chance of getting a seat when I got on, and by a couple of stations later it was inevitable that you would be crushed up against sweaty strangers. You just had to accept it, and generally everyone was as uncomfortable as one another.
Generally people had one hand above their head to hold onto the handles, and the other kept to themselves as much as possible. However, from time to time I'd feel what I suspected to be someone's hand on my bum, not grabbing at it but pressing against, possibly getting a subtle feel. Or sometimes my bum was pressed up against a man's thigh or something, when I suspected they could have moved so it wasn't if they wanted to. It was pretty much impossible to turn round and look or accuse anyone at the time though.
But this one time as I got on, I thought I sensed this middle-aged balding guy in a suit seem to move slightly towards me, even though the tube wasn't yet all THAT packed. I sensed him looking at me, and as the carriage filled up at the next couple of stops he had positioned himself right behind me, so my butt was pressed right into his crotch!
As the train started up and the passengers started swaying with the movement of the train, I could DEFINITELY feel his erection pressing against me through my tight blue jeans. And he was also definitely pushing further towards me than the motion of the train dictated, pushing his dick against my butt. I couldn't believe his audacity! But in a weird sort of way it also turned me on.
I decided to try something out. As the train moved and we passengers swayed, I started pushing back into him as well. A little bit at first, but eventually as hard as I could, so he was really getting his cock pressed hard against my butt! Gradually I felt him stop pressing so hard into me, but I kept pushing hard backwards, sensing that he knew he'd been rumbled and was now desperately embarassed.
Within a couple of minutes I felt and heard him give an involuntary gasp, and noticed him now pushing forward again for a few seconds. He had cum in his pants! I kept pressing back for a bit , before easing up and just going with the swaying of the carriage, pleased with myself that his trousers were probably ruined and that he would regret having been such a perv.
I still had a couple more stops to go before I got off, and as people got on and off at those stops we shifted position a bit so he was no longer right behind me. I wanted to see his face, and was glad to find that he looked suitably ashamed and embarassed.
However as the minutes passed, gradually he seemed less embarassed. He even gave a little smirk at me when I got off the train, so I'm not sure if my actions quite taught him the lesson I had hoped. It was fun though!
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