There she stands, propped against a pole in the subway carriage. Perky nipples straining against the thin fabric of her tight white cropped top.
Head bowed towards her cell phone screen and earphones shutting out the outside world, her tits undulate invitingly as she giggles at the contents of whatever messages she's reading.
Most provocative is her stance: she steadies herself in the swaying carriage. Her creamy legs shoulder-width apart. The skin of her thighs seem to glow. Wrapped around her bum is the briefest pair of purple shorts. The crotch of the thin fabric clings to her mons like a second skin. A cleft is acutely visible to all, revealing the curves of her cunt lips.
Isn't she aware of the camel toe she's sporting?
Maybe she knows, but doesn't care.
Or maybe she wants people to look.
And send to us lesser male mortals that "Hey, I'm pretty. I'm perfect. And I'm out of your league."
She couldn't be older than early twenties, but with these South Korean tarts, it's hard to tell for sure. You know those types, those Korean pop music or drama idols. Porcelain skinned, endowed with delicious curves.
I was in the country wrapping up a project. It is late in the evening, I'm heading back to my apartment after a session of hard drinking at a seedy bar with the local crew.
Squeezed a few of the bar girls' tits, stuck my finger up their cunts too. Earned me a few mock admonishments, with enticement for me to pay if I wanted so sample the goods.
But I had to call it a night with a flight back home to catch in the early morning.
Hated to have to leave. Frustrated. Needed to fuck.
Then this attention-seeking whore comes along.
An announcement for my stop. I shuffle to the door of the subway car.
She, too, turns to exit the platform as the doors open. Eyes glued to her cell phone, she marches out on her long slender legs, oblivious to others who may be in her way. Typical queen bee. Uppity bitch.
I fall in step behind her, my gaze fixed on the sway of her hips and the fullness of her buttocks. I imagine tearing off those disgustingly skimpy shorts and penetrating this tease right in the middle of the subway station.
An impulse takes me. I follow her.
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