A Japanese Train Orgy
It was a sweltering summer day in Tokyo. The train car was packed with commuter passengers heading home from work. Sweat trickled down the necks of businessmen in cheap polyester suits as they stood shoulder-to-shoulder, not daring to move lest they brush against the person next to them.
Suddenly, the doors slid open, and a group of 18-year-old college girls in short skirts and loose blouses pushed into the train. They smiled and giggled amongst themselves, oblivious to the discomfort of the male passengers around them. The train lurched forward.
One of the college girls, with long shiny black hair and pouty lips, accidentally stumbled and fell against a tall man in his 50s. “Oh, so sorry!” she startled in her cute sing-song voice. “Excuse me!” She bowed apologetically. Her blouse gapped open, revealing the pink lace of her training bra. The man gulped and muttered a response, his eyes glued to her budding nipples visible through the thin fabric.
