Synopsis
My life was ruined by groping… I could have turned back, but I didn’t.
I was assaulted on my commute train. Something touched my buttocks – was it a mistake? No… this was groping. When it actually happened, I froze in fear, unable to make a sound. He touched me over my skirt, then over my panties with feather-light touches. Soon his fingers invaded inside, making obscene wet sounds… I was embarrassed, afraid of being discovered.
When the train arrived at the station, he quietly disappeared. But I couldn’t shake the lingering sensations. Despite my fear and humiliation, the pleasure consumed my thoughts. At work I was useless, and when I got home, I found myself masturbating while remembering the assault.
I knew I shouldn’t ride that train again. I knew I might be assaulted again… but I couldn’t control my impulses. I was expecting it. Wanting it.
“You never learn, do you? Last time you were too scared to scream.”
“You came here wanting to be groped, didn’t you?”
He wasn’t alone. Everyone in that car was in on it. The commute train became a lawless zone… group assault… my adrenaline was pumping.
This should have been the end… but I’m a teacher, and students recorded everything. They blackmailed me with the video. Now at school, I’m their sex toy.
The next day, when I board that train again, the gropers and students have completely taken over the car.
“So you’re a teacher! What a perverted woman!”
Yes… that’s right. I am a pervert. I can’t escape this non-reality, this sexual pleasure. Tomorrow morning, I’ll ride that train again…
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