Clubbing in the urban center isn't so bad you tell your friends when they keep asking why you do it, ‘ Why do I do it ?'you ask yourself for the tenth time as you and you sister stand up on the crowd together weapons platform waiting for the tube home. Both dressed in skirts that are almost too shortsighted for decency and smashed crown, your babe has always complained that you don't wear a bra ever, your breasts firm bombastic and almost falling out of the lower cut neck line. 11pm and you can't believe how many hoi polloi are still travelling, you see her parachuting and quickly search round, ‘ I've just been goosed !'she exclaims, pervert she says to the bunch in general as a bit of men look on leering.

Pushing on to the next tube that comes in you're stuck in the middle of the stroller, you sister in front of you squashed close. You feel consistence behind you pushing against you as more people push on to the train. As the doorway close and the train pitch you feel a hand grab you arse, tensing you feel it let go and you think it must have been an accident. Leaning in to you your sister tries to talk as the slip continues. Again the train lunge and the hand snap you again, this time when the train moves it stays where it is !

You tense again but don't say or do anything, the hand gives you bottom a slight squeeze play and when zilch happens it moves down to the hem of your annulus, noticing you've gone quiet your sister asks ‘ what's wrong ?'shaking your psyche you mouth a headache. Feeling the script parapraxis under your skirt on to you almost bare arse you shiver slightly, again it squeezes and again when you don't complain it moves to your arse crack, a finger follows it down, reaching the tops of your thighs it stops. The train lurches for a third clock time and the hand disappears, this metre you have to ill-treat forward to bar yourself falling over, as the train move off you stand nervously with your legs slightly apart. You feel a small guilty as you realise that you're hoping the hand will return.

cypher happens and you start to think cypher will, then you tremble again as the hand movement straight under your wench and on to your arse, moving straight down to where it was, the script hesitates for a moment when it finds you legs slightly open, then moving again it slips between rubbing slightly but with the packed carriage it can't go where it wants and pulls away. A sudden dashing hopes handle you as feel it actuate then a body pushes voiceless against you and you feel the hand, still under your skirt, move slowly round your outer thigh and on to the front of your leg, this time the hand doesn't point but moves straight to your shaven pile, two fingers slip between your wooden leg and your ground up against the body behind you. You start to flush as the digit expertly stroke across your pussy cumulus teasing you.

notion yourself getting damp you move almost without meaning too, opening your legs wider you invite the fingers to do as they will, accepting both digit slip inside your now wet slit backtalk and depart to loosen you rubbing you tingling snatch harder, finding you clit they slip either side of it as they rub, rolling its hardening nub between them as you're almost panting now as you feel yourself starting to shake as you realise you're going to orgasm right there in the packed pushchair and right in front end of your baby too !

Trying to curb yourself you look at her for the first base meter and realise she hasn't said anything for ages, seeing her looking down with her mouth wide open you know she can see what's happening to you, she suddenly looks up at you and you flush furiously as your orgasm hits, you grab the rod between the two of you as wave after wave of pleasance pounding through your soundbox making you shake harder with ever rub of the strange digit, the train pitch again as it pulls into a station and the hired hand disappears as the great unwashed get on and off passed you as you still shake.

The train pulls away and now you find plenty room to become daily round, disappointment flows through you as you realise one of the mass who got off the power train was your mystery mitt ! quiver now you turn back to your baby who has a questioning look in her eyes, without her asking you lean in and whisper ‘ no I don't know who it was'as she gasps you feel her handwriting touch the front of your doll and realise that your juices have soaked it where the hand had been. Grinning with overplus you look at your sister as the train pull in to your station. ‘ Let's get the car'you say to stop her speaking.

In the car parkland you get in the car and she turns to you, ‘ why did you let it come about'she inquiry. Unable to answer her you just shrug and say ‘ I couldn't help myself once it started'she sigh and admits she wishes she had the braveness to let something like that happen to her, without stopping to think you reach across to her, ‘ what are you doing ?'she gasps. Placing a finger on her lips you quiet her, your other paw slipping her skirt up exposing her white lacy thong, you stroke across it and she jumps ‘ don't, this is wrong'she objects. Ignoring her you stroke again this time a little harder and further down between her legs, gasping again she opens them a little wider without being asked. You stroke again and this meter you slip the thong across baring her bring down pussy, as you look down at it you sense your own pussy throb, touching the trimmed hair you again stroke her twat. Feeling it dampen as you do you slip a finger inside and rub up and down coating it in her juices as you listen to her pant and moan low.

stopping for a mo you look at her as she opens her legs wider ‘ please don't occlusive'she almost begs you, seeming to blank out who you are. Again you start to tease her slit rubbing the length of your fingerbreadth up and down, finding her clitoris you tease it running you finger tip round and over it concentrating all your movements on her clit now you rub harder as she starts to pant louder, moaning like goose egg you've heard before. Suddenly she clamps her second joint together trapping your hand between them and holding your finger's breadth against her now sway hard throbbing clit as her orgasm rips through her soundbox she almost arch herself up and out of the seat, crying out with the pleasure.

trembling as her orgasm subsides your sister releases your hand and looks at you shocked, ‘ I can't believe I let you do that to me'she voicelessness embarrassedly. ‘ it's our little secret sis'you reply as you start the car and pull away your fingers still coated in her juice, glancing at her you hear her gasp again as you say ‘ maybe you'd like to try something more with me some fourth dimension ?'.