In real life I do not crossdress in public, I am not yet

comfortable being my true transgirl self, I wear normal

men's clothes and I look like a guy. So I look very

different from my persona here. 

 

 

So...there I was standing among dozens of strangers at

He kept staring at me, making me uncomfortable.

 

Finally, the bus comes and I get on. I find my seat in the back

and by the window. To my chagrin, that strange man gets on

and decides to sit next to me. The seats on the buses in San Diego

are crammed very close together, it's hard NOT to accidentally

touch the person next to you, so I wasn't surprised when his arm

brushed up against me as he sat down. BUT HE WAS STILL

STARING AT ME! Instead of confronting him and causing a

scene, I tried to ignore him and looked out the window or down

at my phone.

 

Suddenly I felt is left hand groping my knee and then my inner thigh.

I still wanted to downplay it so still didn't want to confront him,

but as if reading my mind the man finally talks to me, saying, "You're Chrissy, right? From AFF?" I reluctantly and silently nodded,

still hoping no one else will notice all that's going on. "You like it

when strange men molest you in public, right?" He asked, while his

hand kept sliding up and down my inner thigh, getting closer to

my crotch each time. As he spoke he got closer to me and would

breathe more heavily, I could tell he wanted to kiss me,

but not here. Not on the bus. I hope.

I decided to play along and discreetly unbuttoned and unzipped

my pants hiding my crotch and this man's hand that was all over

it under my jacket. The man slid his hand into my now exposed

crotch, feeling my soft pink panties. "Nice," he whispered. "You

do wear panties!" But then his hand slid under the panties to my

cock, there he grabbed it and started stroking and squeezing. He

seemed happy that my genitals were shaved smooth. My once

flaccid manmeat was now growing erect very quickly, as he

stroked it up and down aggressively, while also squeezing. We

both played as if nothing was going on. I was looking away, out

the window, hoping no one saw this. The strange man was also

pretending he wasn't really molesting me. His hand was soon

wet and sticky with my pre-cum, my semen, my boyjuice, a drop

or two of my sissyjuice. I wanted to warn him that I was about to

cum, but I was afraid someone would still hear even if I

whispered it. Thankfully his hand then slid from my boyclitty

just in time to my balls, then under my sack to my taint.

Eventually he had a finger in my asspussy, massaging my prostate.

 

 

 

"This is my stop," I lied as the bus came to the next stop.

I didn't want this to go on too long or people might start to

notice and I might cum! The man moved his hand from

inside my pants, away from my genitals, I then as discreetly

as possible zipped and buttoned up my pants. Another

thing that would embarrass me, and fuck up my life, would

be if I got an indecent exposure charge and maybe even

be branded a sex offender.

I stood up, noticing a stain on the front of my pants, then tried

to slide pass the man as he sat there. As said above, the seats

on San Diego buses are very close together, the aisles are very

tight and narrow. You literally cannot get past another rider

without your butt or backpack getting in their face. And that is

what happened. As I tried to slide past him, my ass towards him,

I felt both his hands squeeze my buttocks then I felt something

poke my crack through my pants. The guy was tonging my

buttcrack through my clothes! I was aroused, of course, but also

shocked and embarrassed. Yet if anyone saw this man doing

this to me no one said a word. Thank God!

 

After I was off the bus and watching it drive away, I could see the

strange man through the window smelling then licking the hand

he molested me with.

So, the next time you see me out anywhere don't be afraid to be

like this man: go ahead and grope me, sexually molest me...and

without asking! Just surprise me! Kisses!