FMA 2

The memory of the woman groper never left Faith for the next week.  The school girl thought about her encounter on the tram car every day during classes and every night when she masturbated with the pink vibrator.  She remembered the groper's departing words, "someone will instruct you again, Faith."  A nameless longing welled within Faith when she repeated those words within her mind.  She wanted to meet the groper again, wanted the lustful woman to touch and fondle her as she had done that night.

On Monday, Faith waited until dusk to take the tram home from school.  The tram car was as crowded as the first time, but the groper did not appear.  Faith masturbated furiously that night, but she could not achieve the powerful orgasms she had felt when the groper had fingered her pussy in the stifling tram car.  The young girl took the late tram for two more days, and every time she failed to meet the strange woman.

Finally, Faith lost hope of ever meeting the woman again.  She left school Thursday just before dusk, more out of habit than out of any hope of encountering the groper.  The depressed girl entered the tram station, the train had not entered the station yet.  Faith went into the ladies' rest room and walked into an empty stall.  She was the only girl in the rest room, everything was silent except for the slow drip of water from one of the sinks.  Faith leaned against one of the stall walls, her heart heavy.  With time to kill, Faith dropped her bag to the floor and lowered her right hand to her crotch.  She remembered the hot, crowded, tram car, how the bodies of strangers had pressed so tightly against her.  She smiled when she recalled the groper's first touch, how the woman had fondled her ass beneath her uniform skirt.  Faith raised the hem of her skirt and pressed her right hand onto her crotch.  She started rubbing her warm pussy through the cotton fabric of her panties, sighing softly.  As she lingered over every sensual memory of her meeting with the groper, Faith's rubbing quickened, until her panties were damp from her juices.

Faith tugged aside her panties and stroked her pussy with urgent fingers.  She was moaning louder now, her erotic sighs echoing within the rest room while she fingered her dripping pussy without care.  The young girl's cunt was throbbing now, she rubbed her swollen clitoris, dipping her index finger into her oozing slit, thrusting it deep into her tight vagina.

The school girl had her eyes squeezed shut in bliss when a strong hand slapped across her panting mouth.  Faith's brown eyes snapped open, she tried to scream as a powerful arm wrapped around her thin waist.  Faith relaxed a little when she caught sight of a brown trench coat at the edge of her peripheral vision.  It was the same kind of coat that the woman groper had worn.  This groper appeared to be different, however.  The hand pressed against Faith's mouth was large and coarse.  When the groper hugged Faith, she could feel an erection rubbing against the crack of her ass.

The new groper tugged at the waist of Faith's pleated, uniform skirt, he unzipped it and discarded it in a corner of the toilet stall.  Still holding his left palm over Faith's mouth, the groper grabbed the young girl's right leg with his free hand, slowly stroking the slim, smooth limb, his fingers sliding up to her firm thigh.  The groper pulled up Faith's leg, she fell back against him, grasping his left arm for support.  The strange man rubbed his crotch against Faith's panty-clad ass, his hard erection sliding between her small buttocks.  Faith sighed into the man's hand, she felt the familiar, intense warmth of arousal blossom within her soaked pussy.

The strange man lowered Faith's leg and turned her around to face him.  The flushed school girl looked up at the man, he wore a pair of black sunglasses and a surgeon's mask to protect his features.

"Kneel down, bitch!" ordered the stranger.

Faith submissively knelt in front of the man.  He reached for his pants and unzipped his fly.  A long, stiff cock flopped free of the man's pants, quivering in front of Faith's blushing face.

"Suck it, you little whore!"

Staring down at the erect penis, Faith opened her mouth and leaned forward, gently licking the cock tip at first, then sucking it deep into her tight throat.

"Yeah, use your tongue like that, bitch," sighed the stranger, burying his left hand in Faith's thick, brown hair.

While the school girl intently sucked upon his aching cock, the stranger lowered his right hand and pulled up her uniform blouse.  Faith didn't wear a bra, so the groper had no trouble fondling her milky, pliant tits.  Faith moaned around the cock filling her lips as the groper pinched her stiff nipples.  The man pushed Faith's face into his hairy crotch with the hand buried within her hair.  Faith moaned in protest as the stranger's cock stabbed down her throat, gagging her.  The groper relaxed his grip, Faith let the warm, fat cock slide out of her throat, then she resumed licking the trembling underside, teasing just beneath the bloated head with the tip of her tongue.  The groper groaned loudly in ecstasy, thrusting with his pelvis, watching as Faith sucked hungrily upon his meat, her soft, pink lips squeezing and caressing the length of his stiff shaft.   

The stranger slid his cock out of Faith's mouth and stroked the shaft with his left hand.

"Open your mouth and keep it open," instructed the groper.

Flushed with lust, Faith opened her mouth wide obediently, her eyes never leaving the swollen prick.

Pumping his meat, the stranger started squirting semen.  The warm, salty cream splashed into Faith's mouth.  She waited until the man was done shooting his load, then she closed her cum-stained lips and swallowed.

"Now I'll return the favor," said the groper.  He grasped Faith's shoulders and pushed her onto the floor of the stall near the toilet.

"Spread your legs."

Faith opened her slim legs for the stranger.  He bent down, one hand pressed against the stall wall while the other descended between Faith's legs.  The groper started massaging the young girl's pussy, his coarse fingers roughly stroking her tender sex.

"My friend said that you like this."

Faith sighed and nodded, closing her eyes while the groper fingered her hot twat.  Honey quickly appeared on Faith's cunt, the man fingered faster, prying her pink hole open and digging a thick index finger into her shivering vagina.  The strong digit thrust deeper and harder into the school girl's cunnie, Faith started moaning, her bare tits pumping, her nipples quivering and erect.  With a sharp gasp, Faith orgasmed, her hips shuddering as her juices gushed out in a torrent, covering the groper's hand and splashing onto the rest room floor.

"I want to fuck that sweet, little pussy," growled the stranger, pulling Faith back onto her feet.

The groper bent Faith at the waist so her bare ass was thrust out towards his crotch.  Faith pressed her palms over the cool tile of the far stall wall, her cunt burning, her tits dangling over the toilet.

The stranger stabbed his bloated cock into the young girl's honey-drenched pussy.  Faith bit her lower lip, leaning against the tile wall for support while the groper shoved deep inside her, his rough hands slapping and squeezing her beautiful, young buttocks.  There was nothing affectionate or gentle about the way Faith was fucked, the groper pumped hard and fast into the school girl's cunt, taking his pleasure of her, aroused by her weak moans and the trembling of her luscious ass.

The stranger pulled out of Faith, spun her around, and yanked her uniform blouse over her head.  Faith rested her bare back against the tile wall while the groper grabbed her thighs and raised both of her legs.  The masked stranger thrust up with his pelvis, driving his cum-slick cock hard into Faith's moist pussy.  Faith rested her arms on the groper's shoulders, panting raggedly as the strong man fucked her faster and faster.  The groper moved his hands up Faith's sweat-slick thighs and clutched her ass, squeezing the small buttocks while he pumped between her dangling legs, shoving over and over into her sucking cunt.  Faith hugged the groper's neck, her dripping tits pressed over the surgeon's mask, her hot breath caressing his hair as she humped the stranger's hard prick, her cunt squeezing every drop of semen from his swollen shaft.

The groper lowered Faith to the stall floor and aimed his trembling cock at her.  The man groaned blissfully, gushing stream after stream of white cream onto the naked girl.  Faith thrust out her tits, giggling as the warm cum splashed all over her body.  She opened her thighs wide and moaned when her pussy exploded, squirting her vaginal juices into the musky air.

The masked stranger zipped up his pants and left the cum-soaked stall.  Faith lingered inside the stall, running her hands over the pools of sticky semen, licking the salty cream from her slender fingers.

It was Friday night.  The air was cool and refreshing as Faith left the empty tram car.  A strong breeze ruffled Faith's uniform skirt, the young girl giggled when the wind caressed her bare ass.  Faith didn't wear panties anymore, it excited her to ride the crowded tram without underwear, sometimes a groper would slide a hand underneath her skirt and fondle her uncovered pussy.  Just thinking about a stranger's hand fingering her cunt made Faith wet.  She left the station quickly, a pink vibrator yearned to bury itself inside her.

The End.