Embarrassing moments on the bus

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It was my day off, but I went out early to have some fun. Since I've been quite flirtatious since I was little, and now that I'm older I've grown up to be pretty, without any makeup, and with the air of a college student. I'm tall, with a pair of full, round breasts that make my pink tight-fitting T-shirt bulge, a slim waist, and well-developed hips that make them even more voluptuous. Plus, my outfit is very alluring. Sure enough, there was a lecherous man following me at a distance, his eyes glued to my full buttocks. It was truly a rare and enchanting sight. My legs, without stockings, were long and white, and I think his crotch must have gotten hard. I saw him subtly adjust his clothes to avoid pitching an erection in the street. He followed me unknowingly to the nearby Zhongshan Road bus stop. I wanted to board the bus, but it slowly pulled up. Looking inside, I saw it was packed with people.
Without thinking, a large crowd surged towards the still-moving bus, and I joined the throng, pushing towards the door. Unexpectedly, that lecherous man quickly used all his strength to squeeze behind me. Amidst the complaints behind me, he finally managed to squeeze onto the bus. Because it was Sunday, the bus was unusually crowded, truly shoulder to shoulder. As soon as we entered, we were immediately pressed tightly together by the crowd. Wow, my soft, cotton-like body pressed against him. The people in front were packed so tightly there wasn't a single gap, and those behind were still desperately pushing forward. Taking advantage of the crowd, he actually seemed to be enjoying the sensation of my body against him. I understood his intentions, but I didn't want to refuse him.
The car door finally slammed shut, and the bus started moving. The passengers struggled to adjust their positions amidst the bumps, and the crowd quickly stabilized. He remained pressed tightly against my back, finally stopping in the middle of the bus, near the front. This was the most crowded area, with four rows of standing people crammed in between the two rows of seats. He and I were sandwiched in the middle, surrounded by an impenetrable wall of people. At first, he simply pressed his body against my back. He was about my height, and my buttocks were right at the triangle of his lower abdomen. With the swaying of the bus, he moved his hips, his already hard penis rubbing against the cleft between my buttocks. Through the thin clothes, I could feel the warm, fleshy texture of his body.
Emboldened by lust, he gradually increased the pressure, spreading his legs and moving them forward, clamping my thighs between them. He also pressed his hips forward, squeezing my full, soft buttocks. His hard penis began to wriggle up and down and side to side in my buttocks, causing the tender flesh of my buttocks to spread apart. Logically, under such pressure, I would have noticed, but in such a crowded situation, it couldn't be said that he was deliberately molesting me. He gradually became bolder, and simply let go of the handrail, reaching forward with both hands through the gaps in the crowd, slowly placing them on either side of my buttocks, gently hugging them in the crowd. Wow! This way he could fully feel the fullness of my buttocks. He then swayed his hips, his lower abdomen pressed tightly against my buttocks, essentially a rear-entry position, except he didn't actually penetrate me.
I could already feel the harassment from behind, but too ashamed to speak up, I could only silently endure it. He tentatively loosened his grip on me, and one hand boldly caressed my bare thigh beneath my short skirt, a fleeting touch. I felt the direct skin-to-skin contact. He increased the pressure of his caresses while quietly observing my expression. I didn't react. He then boldly pinched my thigh hard. I turned my head, my brows furrowing slightly. Our eyes met, and my heart pounded. When I realized he was looking at me too, I quickly turned my head away, my face already flushed. I was overjoyed, just as I had expected.
I could already feel the harassment from behind, but too ashamed to speak up, I could only silently endure it. He tentatively loosened his grip on me, and one hand boldly caressed my bare thigh beneath my short skirt, a fleeting touch. I felt the direct skin-to-skin contact. He increased the pressure of his caresses while quietly observing my expression. I didn't react. He then boldly pinched my thigh hard. I turned my head, my brows furrowing slightly. Our eyes met, and my heart pounded. When I realized he was looking at me too, I quickly turned my head away, my face already flushed. I was overjoyed, just as I had expected.

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