Red Swing 5 Mat

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(1) Provocative red panties

What a soft butt.

I can feel my hand reaching out from behind and gently caressing the soft buttocks of a woman.

It should have gone beyond the stockings, as body temperature can be transmitted through them.

In the crowded train, the body is immobile in a closed room.

Yazaki Kosuke hugs the woman from behind, close to her.

He moves his thighs up and down in time with the swaying of the train.

He is enjoying the quality of the buttocks attached to his right thigh.

When he sees a girl wearing a red shirt on the platform, she has a five-centimeter-high skirt. There must be a plump butt hidden inside, and Kosuke can’t help but start to imagine beautiful things.

In October, at eight o’clock in the morning, in a crowded train.

It is the beginning of autumn, but in the air-conditioned car, it is so hot that sweat is coming out of your forehead.

As the clattering train passed by on the rails, Kosuke shook his fingers up and down his thighs.

The fabric of the skirt was pulled up a few centimeters.

As he shook and pulled the skirt, his heart seemed to skip a beat.

However, this was not due to the sense of guilt caused by being teased into committing a nymphomaniac crime, but rather anticipation and anxiety. The penis in his crotch was already hot and semi-erect, and even his armpits were sweating and soaking.

(If you wear a shirt, your buttocks will become hard. The underwear under the skirt…) He set his eyes on the thighs that were pressed against him.

Her paws were gripping the floor tightly, and her waist was straight.

Looking from below, her exquisite figure was like a Greek goddess, so graceful and charming.

The round and full buttocks and the slender and strong legs were still shining, and he couldn’t tell whether it was the luster of the stockings.

Kosuke slid his hand to the side of the thigh, pressed hard to the center of the two hills and the buttocks, and slid up and down slowly.

Even through the skirt, he still knew that the girl’s buttocks were very perky and the buttocks were very deep.

The girl did not show any reaction, but just hugged the briefcase with documents to her chest.

Her face was slightly lowered.

In a tram full of passengers, it is normal to press against a man’s thighs. Both men and women can only endure in such an unpleasant secret room.

Kosuke swallowed his saliva and looked at the beautiful woman in front of him. It was like the soft and delicate skin of white wood.

The penis in his crotch slowly became itchy and hot.

The girl was about 160 cm tall. She was wearing a dark suit for an interview and a pair of heelless women’s shoes.

Kosuke was 175cm tall. When he lowered his head, he could see that she was sweating because of the heating in the crowded train. Her plump and round ears were not even pierced, and the white skin on her neck and lips was soaked with sweat.

The girl standing in front of Kosuke exuded a mature and unique feminine scent.

Kosuke observed the girl carefully while feeling the body temperature of his thighs.

Her round, black eyes, thick, slightly upturned lips, and playful round nose made her look like a cute puppy.

(Such a cute girl… I’m really surprised. Her lower body really has no personality.) Kosuke whispered in his heart.

(Next, I’ll make you feel good, Masumi)

Kosuke relaxed his sweaty palm in his pocket.

He slowly extended his palm to Masumi’s buttocks.

(2) Perverted induction

“I have a request for the pervert,” Masumi Kinoshita said abruptly into the phone.

“…What is the request to the erotic maniac?”

Kousuke listened in a low voice.

He was alone in the narrow telephone booth, so he didn’t have to worry about his voice being heard, but he couldn’t help but lower his voice.

Although he often made such appointments in telephone booths, it was the first time he heard such a request to a erotic maniac.

“I just want to meet a erotic maniac.” The woman named Kinoshita Masumi who I met just a minute ago said.

“My name is Kinoshita Masumi, twenty years old. How about you?” Masumi suddenly felt a little shy when she just picked up the phone.

“Thirty-five years old…” Kousuke answered.

Then, Masumi’s next line was a pervert’s wish.

“I want to be touched by a erotic maniac on a crowded train.”

“You say that and I feel a little…” Kousuke began to hesitate.

“Don’t you have any interest in being a pervert? I want to be touched tomorrow morning.”

“Ah, ah, tomorrow?…”

“Have you never been a pervert?”

“Ah, what a pity…”

“Men who make friends over the phone usually don’t mind being perverts. Is that not okay?”

“It’s not that I can’t… I’m just a little surprised. You’re really bold to ask me to be a pervert tomorrow… Usually we talk over the phone. Then we go step by step, and then we make an appointment to meet. I’m really surprised that you suddenly said that.”

“Forget it, I’ll find someone else.”

“Wait, wait, wait a minute,” Kosuke was a little anxious, and he shouted loudly.

“Will you do it, nymphomaniac?”

“Ah, if you really want to.”

“Thank you. Then, please tell me your outfit. I have an interview tomorrow. So, I will wear a red skirt, hold a briefcase with documents, take the subway from Kanamecho Station, transfer to Ikebukuro, and wear a bun.”

“I still don’t understand what you said. There are so many female college students wearing red skirts.”

“Oh, I went there with my friends. She is easy to recognize.”

“How do you recognize her?”

“Her hair is golden yellow, and it stands up like a cockscomb. The skirt is about five centimeters above the knee. The miniskirt is a bit bold and almost shows the underwear. If you see two people like this, you will know.”

“Ah, I’ll look for it again. But, I was still surprised to find myself being a pervert.”

“Is that so? It’s probably like in a TV series, I have a psychological disorder. I went to a cram school when I was in junior high school, and after finishing school, I was touched by a pervert on a night train. He pulled up my skirt and touched me there through my underwear… Although I didn’t know what it felt like to be with a man, my body got hot… Although I masturbated at that time, it was when I was in high school, and it was completely different from what I imagined. In addition, when I had sex for the first time, I saw the lights flashing outside the car window and found someone peeking, and then I understood the taste of orgasm. Because I can orgasm when being seen by others, I want to be touched by a pervert, ah ah – I get wet just thinking about it. ”

“Are you touching me now?” Kousuke asked in a salty and wet tone.

“… Stupid,” Masumi said in a coquettish voice for the first time.

“You get wet just thinking about tomorrow, right?”

“Don’t say it anymore, I’ve been holding it back.” Masumi said in a smaller voice than before.

“It’s all right to touch it, isn’t it? Just pull up the skirt and put your fingers inside her panties. It’s that simple. Hey, let me hear Masumi’s beautiful voice, let me feel the sensation of phone sex, maybe it will be more pleasurable than being a nymphomaniac!”

“Stop talking. I won’t masturbate tonight because I’m staying at a friend’s house. I’m going to take a shower now. I’ll call you secretly.”

“It should take a little time. Touch it. You’ve been wanting it a lot, haven’t you?”

“No! I’ll leave it to you tomorrow. You must be a nymphomaniac!” Masumi said this and suddenly hung up the phone.

(3) The moment of action

(Is this girl really Masumi?…)

Kousuke loosened his hand from the ring and slowly touched Masumi’s buttocks.

He began to hesitate.

(It would be terrible if it was a different girl.)

His hand stopped five centimeters from her buttocks.

There shouldn’t be any mistake.

He bought Yakult from a store in Kaname-cho on the subway and drank it, and saw two people coming down the stairs as the elevator said.

Masumi was wearing a red skirt, and the girl with blonde hair could be vaguely seen in her underwear. It was rare to see two people dressed like this.

He followed the two girls from the ticket gate, and from their conversation, he could clearly hear that the girl’s name was “Masumi”.

However, once she walked, she looked like she was avoiding a nymphomaniac.

If such a thing was discovered by others, then Kosuke’s credibility in society would be shattered.

Thirty-five years old, married for six years, with a son in kindergarten, working for an importer of residential and furniture products.

He would lose his position as the head of the human resources department of Huashan Housing, even though it was Masumi who seduced him into doing it.

However, in fact, he has never done anything erotic. In high school, college and during rush hour, he only accidentally touched her in the car, but he usually tried to avoid it with reason.

Although he has never done anything erotic, every time he was close to a woman’s body in the car, he always had an involuntary erection.

However, he has never touched a girl’s buttocks.

“I have something to ask a erotic!” Masumi’s words kept repeating in his ears.

(A man’s lower body has no so-called personality…) Kosuke exhaled quietly.

In the past six months, he has flirted with several women through telephone dating, including fresh wives and female teachers. Everyone always looks noble when waiting for a date, but once they get on the bed, they are as slutty as anything.

Masumi must have the same lewd blood flowing in her like them.

(She said she wanted me to touch her, so it should be okay)

His hand was so stiff that it felt numb.

He was still a few centimeters away from the tight skirt.

He clenched his outstretched hand into a fist several times, then relaxed.

At that moment, with a click, the car started moving again.

Taking advantage of this movement, his fingers, which were spread out like spider legs, suddenly passed over Masumi’s skirt and pressed against her buttocks. The touch of her buttocks was soft and like real cotton, which was conveyed from the sensitive fingertips. It was exactly like the touch of polyester and pure hand-made blended yarn.

At the moment when Kosuke broke the taboo and touched her buttocks, the tension in his whole body relaxed, as if he had taken a heavy object off his shoulders.

(I did this kind of erotic thing because the woman asked me to do it. My hand should not be blocked, it’s okay!)

He moved his eyes to the palm of his hand pressed on his thigh, and he could see the shape of the skirt tilted.

The penis in his pants had become so painful and hard that he lost his mind.

He no longer hesitated, and stretched out his five fingers to caress the buttocks.

Then, he slowly raised his fingertips to the soft buttocks.

The center of his palm pressed on the soft buttocks, and his five fingers kept squirming.

He also confirmed Masumi’s expression.

When his palm pressed down, Masumi had almost no reaction, but when his fingers began to move, Masumi’s chin suddenly lifted up and jumped, and then she kept this posture, her eyes were wide and round, and they kept turning from time to time. Kosuke could sneak a peek at her eyes from behind her.

When he touched her buttocks with his fingertips to confirm the touch, Masumi’s fair cheeks tightened and she closed her lips tightly.

(That’s right. Masumi wants me to do this, so I’ll be a pervert for once.) Kosuke muttered to himself, pressing his palm hard on her buttocks.

Then, he used his whole palm to pull up her buttocks. At that moment, her butt cheeks began to tremble and then stiffened. It might be that the subcutaneous fat of her plump buttocks was tightened in anticipation of the pervert.

He secretly looked at Masumi’s expression.

Her face was stiffly looking forward, and her hands were tightly holding the briefcase to her chest.

His palm was stroking her round buttocks, and his middle and index fingers slid across the fabric of her skirt. Masumi couldn’t help but moan in a low voice.

A pervert was beginning to play with her private parts. When his hand moved between her thighs, she breathed rapidly. His hand moved to the inside of her thighs and knees. At first, the pervert’s fingers sank into the secret crack, and the fingertips could feel the moisture.

“Ah!”

Suddenly, the erotic maniac’s fingers touched her labia minora, and Masumi frowned, but she didn’t dare to moan.

Although she wanted to close her thighs, the erotic maniac’s knees stretched in, making it impossible for her to close her legs.

“It’s okay, Masumi.” The man whispered in her ear.

The situation was more serious than she had imagined, and she could only swallow the words.

Masumi’s body reacted greatly.

The finger slowly poked in and out of the hot flesh hole, without any resistance, and was sucked in wetly. The inside had already begun to become wet and hot.

The gushing of love juice does not necessarily mean that the woman has feelings, but it also shows that Masumi’s body has reacted.

Seeing Masumi like this, the erotic maniac’s sadism was ignited.

Masumi’s face flushed and endured.

The erotic maniac even pushed his fingers deeper into the secret crack.

Masumi’s whole body trembled violently.

(No time to ask!)

Kousuke took off her panties and stared at the car window. If he didn’t hurry up, he would be too late.

(… No, it doesn’t matter if I sit too long. It’s easy anyway. I’ll be late. Isn’t this good? I’m only late once…) He had never thought of this before, and it was something he hadn’t done in the thirteen years since he started working.

He won the full attendance award in elementary school, middle school, high school, and college. He didn’t take a break even when he had a small cold…

At the wedding ceremony, the teachers in middle school and high school all said:

“Yazaki is very serious…”

Kousuke closed his eyes and breathed in the breath of the woman in front of him.

Just like that, he was surrounded by a feeling of happiness, as if he was lying on an endless grassland and looking at the sky.

The sweet breath of the woman in front of him might contain healing particles.

The middle finger sneaked in from the side and slid left and right.

It was not the moisture of a human body, and the skin was so soft and tender. Moreover, it was not flat, and there seemed to be several pieces of skin overlapping each other. It seemed that one could hear a humming sound.

He looked into the depths of the window and could see that she had half-closed eyes, her fingers holding the briefcase tightly, her lips slightly parted, and her saliva seemed to be dripping.

“Heh… Heh… Huh…”

As her shoulders rose and fell, the breath from her mouth drifted away.

When he inhaled the breath exhaled by the woman, the movement of his fingers stopped.

(Ahh, it feels so good, ahh… move your fingers, let me feel better…)

A loud noise in the train shook Kosuke.

Kosuke took several deep breaths, and then, without turning his head, he only glanced at the passengers around him with the corner of his eyes.

Then, his eyes caught Masumi’s face. He was the only one moaning in ecstasy. Masumi’s eyes were wide open and she lowered her head. She squatted between the passengers with a panicked look on her face. Then, she pretended to be calm and pulled down her skirt to avoid being noticed by others, and picked up the briefcase on the ground.

“I’m sorry.” Her face was flushed, and she said it in a voice as weak as a mosquito. It was unknown who she was talking to, and only Kosuke knew the reason for her blushing face.

At that time, the radio in the train sounded, announcing the arrival of the train.

(4) Interview test

Masumi sat on the chair and straightened her back, raised her chin, and looked nervous.

However, her expression was even more nervous than Masumi’s, and her face was pale.