The Cabin Strangers [Part 1]

Part 1

This is a true story that happened to me last 2015. Fresh na fresh pa 'to sa memory ko, mga ka-PSE. And no, before anything else, the sex did not happen inside the cabin. But something happened inside the train which started everything.

You may call me Trev, not my real name of course. I’m 30, straight and single. Why still single? Well, I had a girlfriend but something went up about her career, migration and all other shit. Eventually we broke up. I stand 5’5” tall, medium built and quite fair-skinned. I can say I’m somewhat an above average-looking corpo guy. I live in the North with my siblings while my parents are in the US. Ang office ko naman ay nasa Ayala. I have my own car but I'm also an occasional commuter.

One morning, I was running really late. Coding pa ‘ko that day and the news showed how horrible EDSA was that moment. I had no other choice but to ride the train. 7am na. My work starts at 8am. It was very urgent so I hailed a cab to GMA-Kamuning station kasi mas konti ang tao sa station na ‘yun on a regular basis. Was able to go upstairs in a flash. Then sa platform, may pila rin naman ng mga tao but it looked like madali akong makakasakay. I just forgot na puno na rin pala ang mga tren sa station na ‘to. Two trains passed at 'di pa rin ako nakakasakay. Finally, the third one came and I was able to hop it.

‘Eto na. Putangina Cubao na. ‘Pag bukas ng pinto, nagtulakan. May mga sumigaw, may mga umaray, may mga nag-sorry. Isa sa mga taong naitulak nang malakas ay ang babaeng nasa harap ko. She was trying to reposition her bag kasi naipit sa katawan ng mga taong katabi namin. Siksikan. Sobrang siksikan. I wasn’t even able to turn away from that girl. As in face to face kami. Nasa tapat na kami halos ng kabilang pintuan dahil sa lakas ng pwersa ng mga tao. I was sweating like a madman. One, because biglang uminit kasi siksikan. Two, napansin kong pretty yung girl. She’s a total chick. I saw she was wearing stilettos kaya magkasing-taas kami.

Hindi umandar yung train. Nagsalita yung operator. May nasirang train daw sa Guadalupe. Nag-pile up na yung trains. “I’m fucked up”, I said to myself. Mura na ko nang mura sa isip ko because I knew that I won’t be able to meet my client on time. Anyway, napansin ko na nakayuko lang si girl sa phone niya, she put on her earphones and started watching a movie. I’m a guy who can’t stand looking directly at people’s eyes for so long. But that time, I had the chance to observe her a little. Maputi siya, far from being slim but not really chubby. Voluptuous, I’d say. She somehow looks like the actress Dimples Romana pero mas maputi. Oh man, she’s totally my type. She was wearing a short navy tight dress similar to this:

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Her physique and getup are both very similar to the woman in the link above. My deepest fetish. Mas mahaba lang nang konti yung suot ng girl na nasa harap ko. I posted this photo for the readers' precise imagination. The difference is, she doesn't look wild at all. Mukha siyang tahimik at mabait na babae. But seriously, I couldn't understand why the hell a woman in that getup would even ride the MRT, tapos hindi pa siya sa women-only-cabin sumakay. Inisip ko na lang baka nagmamadali na rin siya. Hindi naman kalakihan ang boobs niya. Tama lang. But she's so fucking sexy kaya in a short moment, naramdaman kong tumitigas na titi ko. 'Tangina, wala na ko magagawa. Late na ko. Ie-enjoy ko na lang kako tong view na 'to. Tapos ang bango pa niya. Nawala pagka-badtrip ko that time, it was replaced by pure lust in an instant. She had her shoulder bag in front of her tummy, bandang baba ng boobs niya. Ako naman, I was carrying may laptop bag sa baba. There was no way to move nor adjust. Wala na talagang galawan. It was never my intention to be in a position like this. Siguro swerte lang talaga.

5 minutes passed and the doors were still open. I noticed medyo lumalapit na yung kamay ko sa legs ni girl. My bag between us somehow created a space kaya nakikita ko. Sinusubukan kong 'wag tumama sa legs niya kamay ko kasi ang igsi ng suot niya. Direct sa balat niya if ever. But it was inevitable. Masikip talaga and a few people behind her kept pushing so pati kami medyo gumagalaw. Until dumikit na talaga yung kamay ko sa legs niya. I lifted up my head immediately kasi ayokong isipin niyang tinitignan ko yung kamay ko at baka magmukhang pinaplano ko 'yun. I stared at the ceiling since then. Hindi niya pinapansin. She was busy watching her movie. I wasn't sure kung hindi ba niya naramdaman kasi sobrang nakadikit na yung kamay ko sa legs niya. Now here's what surprised me. I felt her legs move a little apart from each other. Tangina, sinasabi ko sa inyo, kinabahan ako bigla. Pero 'di pa rin siya tumitingin. I stayed still. nakatingala pa rin ako.

After about 15 mins, the train door closed and we finally started to move. 'Yun nga lang, sobrang bagal since may faulty train sa harap. It was 8.30 on my watch. I completely conceded. I texted my partner to proceed with the meeting without me. Now, as the train moves very slowly, my lifeless hands were still touching this girl's legs while I was holding my bag below by the top strap. To be exact, nasa bandang loob na ng dress niya yung mga kamay ko. It was because she moved her legs apart. I kept forcing myself to think that she did it to maintain a good balance kasi hindi naman siya nakahawak sa kung saan. But my hands were telling me otherwise. Bit by bit, my hands and my bag were uncontrollably going deep under her tight dress. I can now feel the hem of her tight dress on my wrists. I forcefully twisted my bag by my right hand and excused myself to be able to bring it to my right side. Now, my left hand is alone under her dress. Wala nang istorbo, nasa gilid ko na yung bag ko. Hinayaan ko na lang na nakadikit yung kamay ko sa may inner legs niya. She still didn't give a fuck. She was concentrating on her movie. Poker face.

We arrived at Santolan station in that setup. The doors opened and as expected, no one was able to get in kasi punung puno na yung train. Kitang kita yung dami ng tao sa platform. They all looked agitated, tired and spent. As for me, there was nothing to do but to enjoy the moment. Hindi ito ang first time kong nakahipo ng stranger sa MRT pero kinakabahan pa rin ako kahit nae-excite. I admit that I wanted more. I wanted to touch her. I could feel that my thumb was just like an inch away from her pussy. Gusto kong salatin. Gusto kong hawakan yung puke niya kahit sa labas lang ng panty niya. Pero pa'ano kung magwala siya bigla at sumigaw ng "Manyak!". Pa'ano kung kuyugin ako rito ng mga tao, bugbugin or ipadampot sa pulis? Tangina, mabibitin lang din naman yata ako. "Bahala na", sabi ko sa sarili ko. Wala namang proof kaya magde-deny to death na lang ako. Again, 5 minutes passed we're still at the stop. Red signal pa raw as per the operator. I inhaled and exhaled deeply but slowly. My heart was pumping really damn fast.

While we're still at a complete stop, I moved my thumb to reach her slit. I was sure that she wasn't wearing any type of boyleg shorts under simply because kanina ko pa halos nasasalat yung inner thighs niya. I was right, her pussy was really just above my hand. I felt her underwear through the tip of my thumb. I looked carefully around and was glad that almost everyone has their backs on us. I moved my thumb again and tried to press on her. Sapul. Naramdaman ko siyang kumislot nang konti. Puke na niya talaga yung tinamaan ng hinlalaki ko. Hindi pa rin siya tumingin. Hinawakan niya lang yung phone niya with both hands and continued watching. Basta parang walang nangyari. I pressed her pussy again. Hindi na siya nagulat pero huminga siya nang malalim. Hindi ko siya tinititignan but I glanced at her once in a while to check her reactions. Kung hindi niya gusto, ititigil ko. But it didn't look like that to me. I continued pressing my thumb on her pussy. Hanggang sa ginalaw ko na nang konti. Medyo pinapaikot ko na yung hinlalaki ko pero dahan-dahan lang. Manipis na panty lang ang nasa pagitan ng daliri ko at puke niya. Grabe, tigas na tigas ang titi ako nang mga oras na 'yun.

Hindi ko na tinigil yung ginagawa ko hanggang sa nagsara na ang mga pintuan at umandar na ulit ang tren pero nag-iingat ako nang husto dahil baka may nakakakita na. The only good thing is, hindi gumagalaw si girl, halos no reaction at all so it became very easy for me to continue. It lasted like that until we were about to reach Ortigas station. "Shit, maraming bababa rito", I told myself, thinking that our position might get disturbed. Worse is, she might even get off at this station. The train came to stop. A lot of people got off the train. Almost everybody was moving. Buti na lang, walang bumaba sa mga nasa likod ko at hindi pa pala siya bababa sa Ortigas. We both held our positions as the train suddenly got filled up again but this time, by new passengers. Halos walang pinagkaiba sa senaryo namin. As expected, nagtagal na naman yung train sa station with its doors open. A few people tried to fit themselves in which resulted in us getting even closer together. Mas grabe na yung dikit ngayon. Hindi pa rin siya tumitingin. Mas magaling siyang magpatay-malisya kaysa sa'kin. "Itotodo ko na 'to, baka bumaba na 'to sa susunod na station", sabi ko sa sarili ko.

Binalik ko yung kamay ko sa gitna ng mga hita niya. I wasted no time. I gently tried to move her legs apart from each other. She eagerly complied. It was like we were communicating. She knew what I wanted and vice-versa. This time, mas buka na yung mga hita niya. Dinikit ko yung palad ko sa labas ng panty niya. Damang dama ko na ngayon yung puke niya. Mainit. 'Di lang yung hinlalaki ko, kundi yung palad ko nasa puke na niya. Manipis lang yung panty niya na may konting embroidered patterns. I slowly started to move my middle finger to find her clit. She jolted for the second time. I pressed it harder and made circles with my finger. Nababasa na panty niya. I noticed she started breathing heavier. Mas lalo akong na-excite nang biglang nagsara ang mga pintuan at nagsimulang umandar. Habang umaandar nang mabagal ang tren, tuloy ako sa paglalaro sa basang puke ng babae, hindi nga lang direkta kasi nasa labas lang ng panty niya yung kamay ko. I suddenly felt like I was a master groper in my past life. I continued playing with her wet pussy 'till we reached the next station.

Shaw station. I stopped the lustful act. I withdrew my left hand and she readjusted her position while closing her thighs. Marami ring bababa sa station na 'to. "Fuck, nakakabitin! Tapos na!", I said to myself. The doors opened and a lot of people got off. Nasa likod ko yung pintuan so gagalaw talaga ako para makadaan yung mga tao. She's still inside the train but a lot of people got in. Nagkalayo na kami sa isa't isa until I completely lost site of her. Ang sakit ng puson ko. Gusto ko na lang makarating agad sa office para mag-jakol. Lutang ang isip ko hanggang dumating kami sa Buendia. Dama ko pa rin sa daliri ko yung pagkabasa ng puke niya. Nasarapan kaya siya? Nagustuhan kaya niya? O baka ayaw niya mag-iskandalo kaya hindi siya umalma? Marami akong iniisip nang makita ko siyang nakikiraan para makababa. I heard her saying "Excuse me." Her voice was calm and soft. Maraming tao ang bumaba. Kasama siya. Halos nangalahati yung tao sa tren. Tinignan ko siya habang papalabas. Ang sexy talaga niya. May kalakihan ang pwet pero palubog ang bewang. Ang kinis pa ng mga hita. Napansin kong napatingin din ang ibang mga lalake sa kanya. Jakol na jakol na talaga ako.

It was a little past 10 when I arrived at the office. I quickly rushed into the toilet and busted my nuts. I was very late but somehow managed to catch up with the meeting. Nakapag-jakol pa nga eh. That day was filled with shock and daydreaming. My freaking head was floating somewhere and the day went long. Going home, I rode the MRT again, hoping I could see her in Buendia station. But of course, suntok sa buwan yun, sa dami ba naman ng mga tao. 'Pag-uwi ko ng bahay, siya pa rin ang iniisip ko. Gusto ko ulit mangyari yun. Regular kaya siyang sumasakay ng MRT? Eh sa dami ng tao sa Cubao, it would be nearly impossible for me to find her there. I lost hope. Nag-jakol na lang ulit ako.

Days passed and I was still thinking if I could see her again. There were even days na kahit hindi coding, pumupunta ako sa Cubao station nang maaga, hoping to see her again. Because of that instant, though I hate to admit it, my fetish for groping women i do not know grew even deeper.

About a month passed and one morning, I decided to ride the MRT again and went to Cubao station. Wala naman akong client nung araw na 'yun kaya pwede akong magpa-late. Kinakain na talaga ako ng libog every time na naiisip ko siya. Buti, medyo natatandaan ko pa kung saang pinto siya sumakay, at yung escalator na malapit dun, dun ako umakyat at naghintay. Sobrang siksikan ang mga tao sa platform as usual. Nagbakasali lang ulit ako. "Isang oras, 'pag hindi ko siya nakita, sasakay na 'ko", I told myself. 8am na at napakaraming tao. Mukha akong gago sa ginagawa ko. "Bakit ba 'ko nagpunta sa putanginang station na 'to?", tanong ko sa sarili ko, kahit alam ko naman ang sagot.

But everything changed after several minutes. Nakita ko siyang umahon sa escalator na binabantayan ko.

Part 2: http://pserotica.com/node/22112