NovelEnglishGood Girl Gone Wrong Ch 02
At the next stop she felt someone sit down next to her, but didn't bother to open her eyes, not even when she
felt the stranger place his rough hand casually on her thigh above her right knee. Beth's heart pounded in her
chest, though she sat there perfectly still. She hadn't meant to pretend to be asleep, but if that's what it took to
convince spervert to take advantage of her, so be it. She didn't move and barely breathed as the man slid
his left hand down her inner thigh, applying a little pressure to force her legs apart as he went. His touch was
rough and his grip betrayed his strength as he kneaded her thigh. He kept stopping, even though as far as she
knew, they were the only two people in the compartment. She wondered if that's because he knew what he was
doing was wrong or because he was afraid she would wake up and catch him.
When his hand rested just short of her overheated pussy, he stopped again, and after a long delay she thought
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇthe was going to stop. Beth wished that she could encourage him - that she could tell him to keep going, but she
was practically paralyzed by her needs now, and it would be impossible for her to ruin this for herself.
Fortunately after a moment he finally worked up the courage and started to slide his thick middle finger in her
cunt while he cupped her uncovered sex with the rest of his hand.
"You're a wet slut aren't you," he mumbled to himself, unaware that she'd already been cum in once tonight.
"Girls like you shouldn't drink so much. Bad things happen to girls like that." His words were simple, and his
voice was slightly accented, which made the whole thing slightly hotter. Being lectured by a guy like this - a guy
that probably had kids her age just made the feelings his finger was stirring up inside her even better. It took all
her self control not to moan out loud as he started wiggling his finger back and forth. He probed the depths of
her sex, but without any technique at all. Instead it was the accidental stimulation of his palm against her clit
and the occasional glancing blow on her g-spot that made her breathing harder as her thighs slowly spread wider
despite herself.
The stops blew by one at a time, and honestly Beth had no idea if she'd missed hers already or not. It didn't
matter. All that mattered was that inch by inch and stroke by stroke this stranger was getting her closer and
closer to the orgasm she'd missed out on earlier. Then suddenly, when her muscles were starting to tighten and
her breathing was becoming ragged, he stopped as suddenly as he'd started, and pulled her skirt down before
getting up and leaving the train. Beth wanted to scream in frustration as reality sought the most creative ways
to edge her. Instead she just opened her eyes and leaned forward in tto see two men walking toward her.
"Excusemiss," one said, "That man, did he do anything to you?"
"Man?" Beth said, allowing the word to slur slightly as she played dumb. "What are you talking about?"
"The man that was sitting next to you," the other one chimed in, "We were standing at the station and saw..." He
trailed off, unable to complete his accusation.
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"I'm fine," she reiterated, trying to keep the annoyance out of her voice. People were always trying to save her
from the things she wanted most. It was so very tiresome. They didn't seem to buy it, and if they were following
the script the next thing they would want was to make sure she was okay, or suggest she call the police. Instead
she got up, making a show of standing slowly on shaky feet. "Thiss is mhy stop." she slurred for tic effect,
as she pushed past the pair and went to stand by the door, unsure of which stop it actually was.
Once the train stopped, she teetered out onto the platform leaving her heroes behind as the train continued on
without her. A quick look at the map showed she'd gotten off about six stops too late. That was fine. She would
just walk, afterall, the dark city streets were hardly a deterrent - she hoped something would happen to her, but
she knew that the odds were that she would make it hsafe and sound as always. As she walked, she
thought about all the things that had happened to make her this screwed up for perhaps the hundredth time.
Maybe if she'd just started out in life with a nice normal boyfriend like all her friends she wouldn't have ended up
this way, but there was nothing she could do about it
now.
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