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Cindi was very happy today. It was the last day of school. This Summer she would be visiting her Nana in Florida. She planned to go to the beach every day.

She was just finishing her junior year and had turned 17 last August. At 5' 9" tall, Cindi was the tallest girl in her class. She felt she was a little slender to be attractive and weighed only about 125 lbs. The fact that her boobs were not yet developed caused her no end of embarrassment in the gym classes. Cindi felt that the other girls were snickering behind her back about her boyish figure.

Her hair was another source of disappointment to her. She always dreamed of long straight flowing hair. Yet her hair insisted on curling up in a clumpy ball of red that sometimes made her feel like Little Orphan Annie. Her tangled thatch of hair between her long legs was also fiery red and she tried to hide it in gym class from the other girls. She just knew they would say nasty things about her pussy hair and make her feel bad.

Cindi was going home alone on the subway this afternoon because she was late leaving school. Usually her friends, Sarah and Nicole would ride with her and they would talk about school and boys and other silly things. Today she was by herself. She felt a little vulnerable on the crowded train heading North to the Bronx.

She placed the heavy book bag on the floor between her legs. It had all the books for the new term inside of it. Cindi gripped the metal pole with both hands to keep her balance in the fast moving, swaying train. Falling down was not a problem because the riders were jammed in really tight against each other.

The cool air from a floor vent behind her felt nice between her legs. She had her legs spread apart with the book bag between her ankles. The naive schoolgirl didn't realize what an inviting target her spread ass cheeks made. Easy pickings for any one of the many subway perverts that preyed on any female with an accessible bottom. Cindi had been felt up often on the subway and didn't mind it. She figured guys would take advantage of the crowded train to get their jollies on available butts. In fact, she preferred to have one guy using her like that rather than 2 or 3 of the horny males exploring her curves all over.

The touch of a hand on her ass cheek came as no surprise to Cindi. She was lost in a daydream and didn't ever turn around to see who it was. Cindi was only wearing a thin school skirt and her usual cotton panties. The hand started just below her left cheek and lifted up her rounded chub in it's palm. It felt dirty to be handled like that but Cindi felt her pulse rate ramp up just a bit. The unknown stranger was now squeezing her cheek and pulling it to the side. She felt the second hand almost immediately thrust forward and find that sweet gap between her ass cheeks.

Now the man with the exploring fingers had Cindi's attention. She looked over her shoulder and saw an innocent looking Hispanic youth staring up at the advertisements on the wall in front of her. She was certain it was this good looking young man playing with her innocent ass cheeks. The impertinent hand between her ass cheeks began to stroke her wide open ass crack and even rub into her private little brown hole. She tried to shift away from the humiliating ravaging of her schoolgirl ass but the book bag prevented her from escaping the greedy fingers.

The swaying of the train forced Cindi to repeatedly push back into the young man's body. Soon, she felt that not only his hands but also his cock was rubbing into her ass with forced familiarity. The rocking of the train made her nubile body begin to respond to the pressing of male flesh into her soft and ready ass. Her red bush covered pussy was dripping with her own juices as the train pounded North closer to her home. The two hands moved to her hips and pulled her delicate young ass into an impalement on a very hard and demanding cock. She clung desperately to the metal pole and gasped out her pleasure at the kinky attention to her innocent bottom.

When the train stopped at 125th Street, Cindi turned sideways on the pole so that now only her side was facing the young man. Just a few moments later she realized she had made a mistake because she felt a seeking hand worming it's way right between her legs under her pubic mound and a finger rubbed vigorously into her clit. Her legs started to tremble a little bit because this was more than she had ever done on any date with a boy friend. The other hand resumed it's exploration of her overheated bottom. Her ass cheeks were fondled and squeezed harder and deeper than she had ever experienced before.

Probably, the most dismaying result of her sideways attempt to escape the stranger's searching hands, was the fact that her own hand was now firmly lodged between the stranger's legs and her arm was being rubbed with a cock that seemed to stretch from her wrist almost to her elbow.

She turned her hand a little bit and felt the soft sac of male balls swinging under the hard erect cock riding her arm. With a sense of curiosity, she raised her hand up to feel the hard shaft and felt a vibration in her legs as she grasped the hard meat of the horny stranger.

Cindi looked up into the stranger's eyes and began to slowly stoke the erect shaft of the young boys penis. The hand in her pussy was busy pushing her wet slit open and she felt her juices gush out and run down the insides of her legs.

He looked into her eyes with a smile on his face as she slowly stroked his rigid member. She sensed rather than felt the cum begin to churn in his balls and start it's journey up his thick shaft. The trousers in her hand began to seep with creamy cum that oozed out into her palm and made her feel all dirty and sticky.

At her stop, Cindi bent down to retrieve her book bag and received a final pat from the young stranger.

For a moment she thought that he would get off with her but he stayed on the train and it disappeared into the distance. When she was certain no one was watching, Cindi removed her white cotton panties. They were soaking wet with her own liquids. Not knowing what to do with them, she dumped them into the trash bin on the platform. It would have been to uncomfortable to walk the six blocks home with the soaking wet panties still on her.

She just hoped her eagle-eyed mother didn't notice she was not wearing any panties when she got home.

No story that she made up could ever match the truth.



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