My turn to chikan

After my episode with the "school girl chikan" I was taking the train back to the central station where I changed trains to catch another during peak hour. As the train filled, I kept scanning for suitable candidates and decided to change carriages when we reached one of the platforms teeming with commuters.
I ran along the platform looking for someone obvious and settled on an Asian lady in her early 30s. She was standing with her hand by her side and I thought "maybe she will chikan me!". I moved around so that her hand was in reach of my cock, and as the train moved I brushed it against her hand. She didn't seem to notice, so I moved in to give her everything! But she took her hand away and turned so that my cock was resting on her left cheek. I moved it to her right a bit, looking for the crack through her coat, and settled. After a couple of stations I began to hump slowly. She didn't like that, and changed her position and stood away from me. I looked around to who else was around and noticed a guy with his hand slowly moving against the woman near me! I though I had exclusive rights in this carriage! I watched as he moved the back of his hand on and under the right cheek of the woman. She was balck... possibly west African. In her 20's and absolutely gorgeous, although carrying a little weight... but it suited her, and I looked to see how she was reacting.
She didn't move away, even though there was enough room for her to take another step away from my fellow chikan. I took courage, and moved toward her, and reached fro her left cheek and rubbed the back of my hand against the cheek. She was wearing thin type material that allowed me to feel the line of her panties. I applied more pressure, but was in an awkward position so that I couldn't turn my hand around and start caressing her butt. I moved the back of my hand looking for her crack and moved it from there back to the left. My fellow chikan had somehow moved closer to her and his hand was doing the same to her right cheek. I wished I could change position so that I could turn my hand around and really feel her properly. She wasn't resisting at all. She had earphones in her ear and seemed content to ignore us and listen to the music.
As we reached the junction where many passenegers would alight, I decided to move closer and get my hands full. I turned my hand and firmly held her left cheek and squeezed lightly. Ahh! She felt nice. At the station, The woman next to her wanted to get off, so the lovely balck lady moved back toward me to allow her to pass. I didn't move and pressed my cock against her as she pressed back. With the woman gone, she took her position in the corner, moving away from me and my fellow groper. I decided to fill the void, and stood close to her, grabbing the pole between her and my fellow groper, and assuming a position where my cock would be able to rub against the front side of her gorgeous ample thigh. The carriage was substantially emptier now, so standing very close and simply frotting was not possible. I let the train rock my cock against her, but i could see this wasn't going to work. She had her left hand resting just behind her at her side. I figured maybe she wants something too and moved to make it accessibel for her. I moved my hand close to the back of her arm and began to gently nudge her to encourage her to move her arm more to her front to meet my cock.
She moved her hand but folded it across her body well away from me. The message was, "I don't want to do that"! Disappointed, I moved my hand to my side and began to rub the side of her thigh. Again I wishe to turn my hand around and really grope that thigh, but this was not possible with her being in full view of all the other passengers. I decided I would alight at the next stop.
As the train pulled in to the station, many passengers got up and moved toward to doors. I turned as if to go also, but stayed waiting until the those in from of me were moving out. I took my left had and pushed up behing her and cupped her cheek just near where it met the top of her thigh and gently moved my hand. I could feel her moving away a little and I made my way toward the exit door. I turned to look at her. She was not looking at me. She had taken our advances as a matter of course. I remember where she got on. If she is a regular commuter, then I might meet her again.

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