On a morning in September 2024, just before 8 a.m. at Akasaka Station, an incident unfolded. With summer heat still lingering, I began lightly touching girls in uniforms, looping back repeatedly to enjoy the calm atmosphere. Among them, a blonde woman at the end of the line caught my eye. She wore a white maxi dress with a cardigan, her hair in a ponytail tied with a large ribbon, exuding fair skin and a pure, innocent aura.
Looking closer, her white dress had a high side slit, revealing glimpses of her smooth legs. Despite her modest appearance, the outfit carried a subtle sensuality. When the train arrived and we boarded, others who seemed like fellow molesters tried to push in, but I managed to stay behind her, pressing close. They were timid, just watching and waiting.
Her scent was strong. Pressed against her, I could feel her body heat through the thin summer fabric. Placing my hand on her ass, she didn’t flinch—first stage cleared. The shape of her panties was clear, and the softness of her buttocks was perfect. Even with the back of my hand fully buried into her flesh, she didn’t resist, clearly giving consent.
As the train started moving, I began grinding my hips against her, rubbing slowly. I slipped my hand through the slit, making slightly unnatural movements. Feeling encouraged, I turned my hand over and gently stroked her ass. At the next station, I was pushed deeper inside by others, while passengers blocked my path, forcing me to a side position. It was risky, but I resumed touching, now fully cupping her ass with my palm, kneading it firmly. That confirmed her approval.
I lifted the long dress and touched her bare thigh, then grabbed her panties from under her ass. They were thin lace, giving an erotic feel. From the side, it was awkward to touch, but I reached through the slit and rubbed her pussy over the fabric. Her panties were damp—whether from sweat or arousal, I couldn’t tell—but they were soaked and pressed tightly into her slit.
After returning home, I checked the footage, but the side angle captured nothing, so that part was cut. At Itabashi Station, few people got on or off, so I couldn’t reposition. I made my move, shifting to the front. Using the crowd’s push, I pressed against her front, sliding my hand between her legs, rubbing slowly. Since she might get off at Ikebukuro Station, I had to act fast.
As the doors closed and the train moved, I immediately lifted her dress and rubbed her pussy directly through the lace from the front. The fabric pressed into her slit, and even through the panties, I could feel her pussy. It was slick and wet, and because the panties were small, they easily flipped aside, exposing her bare pussy. I felt the slippery texture, her small labia, and tiny clit. I plunged my fingers over the fabric, freely touching her bare pussy.
She didn’t get off at Ikebukuro, so I moved back behind her and continued enjoying her bare pussy all the way to Shinjuku Station. This video features many front-angle shots, resulting in heavier mosaics. Enjoy the realistic footage.
Video length: approximately 17 minutes 44 seconds
Frame: 1920×1080
Size: about 1.47GB
Format: AVI
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