What a difference a day makes

After a day so full of opportunity and successes, yesterday was relatively bereft of opportunity, never mind successes. The weather had changed to thunder storms and heavy downpours, hail and then splashes of sun - the 4 seasons in one day that Melbourne is is often derided for by jealous Sydney people who believe that their city is more liveable. So the trams were not as full, and people in general were not commuting unnecessarily.
I decided to see if I could meet my friendly Japanese school girl of the previous day, so I stalked around where I though she might come to catch the tram. But either I missed her or I selected the wrong place.
When I finally boarded a tram, I stood next to a Japanese woman aged around 26. As soon as I stood next to her, I sensed she knew what I was up to. As someone pushed past me, I very lightly "accidentally" brushed my cock across her bare arm. She gave me the benefit of the doubt, and showed no reaction. Thinking that perhaps she was a player, I moved a little closer and waited the opportunity to rest my cock on her arm. But she was ready! She turned and looked at me, and in perfect English asked "would you like a seat?", "No thank you. I'm fine" How the hell did she think I could hump her if I was sitting down? A quick survey of the rest of the tram led me to decide it was time to get off and catch another tram.
This was the pattern for an hour or so until the peak clocked in. I boarded one of the really new trams (which are designed for carrying more standing passengers and less seated ones, and are definitely not suited for arm humping). I noted a really good looking honey blonde standing in the centre near the door. She was holding on to the strap above with one hand, and her other hand was by her side. I positioned myself near her in the hope that I might get to rub against her hand, or knock my hand aginst her tit. But I could see she was on to me too as she changed her position, moved away a little and changed hands putting her bag in the hand furthest from me. Maybe I am too obvious? Then I noticed an olive skinned guy, about 30, behind her. He was shorter than me (that's not too hard, LOL) and seemed to be struggling to hold on to the strap. I checked his cock, and realised that he'd been trying(?) to hump her from the rear. He was all stiff, and his light grey pants showed a wet stain of pre-cum/lubricant. Another chikan, I wondered? Or just someone who had realised that this honey blonde was the right shape, and she had accidntally bumped in to him? As people boarded and alighted, I found a delightfully shaped lightly dark skinned Indian woman, about 22, with her back toward me, and decided to try my luck with her. But as I stood beside her, rubbing the back of my hand against her soft thigh, the olive skinned romeo had followed me and was standing right behind her. Well, well!! So he is a chikan! I decided to help him and moved myself closer to the Indian woman, trying to encourage her to move backward to complete romeo's humping experience. This worked, but he felt somewhat uncomfortable, and alighted at the next stop. I alighted a moment later and watched him as he crossed the road in front of the tram and made his way to the opposite stop to catch a tram back. He caught an almost empty tram which made me wonder again if he was a professional or from Melbourne, because I know that waiting for a few minutes at this time will yield a fuller tram with new opportunities.
I put it out of my mind until about half an hour later, on a peak crowded tram, I noticed him again - this time making a move on the same Asian girl I was interested in. She was about 18, wearing glasses, possibly from Taiwan, wearing a chiffon layered dress. I had let my hand rub against her thigh as she boarded, and it felt exciting. She was with her mother and another girl - possibly her sister. As I moved close, romeo came from the further down the tram, behind her, and started to stake out his position behind her. Here we go again! But there was enough of her for both of us. I decided we could squash her between the both of us, and between us, extract more than we might have severally. I moved closer and palmed the front of her thigh. He was behind her. I don't know if he made contact as we were disturbed by passengers trying to pass both of us to alight. She changed position and was now standing next to her mother who had found a seat, and her friend/sister. I could now palm her buttock - and boy it felt good! It almost felt as if I had my hand under her dress. And I could feel her where her panty met her thigh. Romeo again took position behind her. Since I could do nothing except stretch out my hand and palm her, I decided I would help romeo achieve his objective. I turned my back on her (and to give romeo some sense of not being watched) and backed against her, pushing her back toward him. I hope he appreciated that. A few stops later, there was another reorganisation as people alighted, making some seats free, and the girls found seats next to the mother, and the opportunities diminshed. Romeo decided to cut and get off. He seemed to smile and acknowledge me as he alighted. We'll see! If he is a professional chikan, we will meet again, I am sure. Then maybe he can return the favour.

Ozzi

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