My Bus Experience (Repost)

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This is ridiculous!
I'm so
angry!

My bus experience (

January 19th) - Wednesday, April **, 2004:

On the bus today, I touched the buttocks of more than ten women. This morning, I took a seat in the *** class. After getting on, the woman in front of me was very voluptuous. She had huge buttocks, so I started rubbing her back and forth with the back of my hand. Of course, the bus was crowded, and it was inevitable that we'd bump into each other a few times. She couldn't resist at all. Then, I suddenly grabbed the right side of her buttocks with the front of my hand, and with a forceful movement, her body suddenly trembled. Then at the next stop, the bus was crowded, and I was pushed next to a man. I just thought my luck was gone and I couldn't touch that girl's buttocks anymore. Suddenly, another woman squeezed in. Although she wasn't very pretty, she had a good figure. Her buttocks had a very attractive curve. The people next to her were even more crowded than before, so I boldly grabbed her buttocks directly with my hand. She didn't react, so I continued rubbing her buttocks back and forth. She seemed a little disgusted, but I didn't stop. I continued to grab her hard, from left to right, from top to bottom. I also occasionally touched her vaginal area with my middle finger. After a while, she squeezed inside, and I couldn't reach her anymore. But it didn't matter; I had to get off the bus. Unexpectedly, when I got off, there was another woman in front of me, about thirty years old. However, her pants made her buttocks very tight. I couldn't help but put my hand on her buttocks. She coughed, and I took my hand away. But there was still some time before the stop, so I couldn't help but touch her again. I grabbed her hard again. This time she didn't say anything, just silently endured my sexual harassment.

After getting off the bus, I transferred to another bus. I was in the last row, all alone. Two women sat in front of me to my left, so I used the gap between the seat and the backrest to stick my fingers out and touch their buttocks. They were both fast asleep, so they didn't react. Then, I leaned my head forward a little. I was actually admiring their breasts. It was summer, and with the occasional jolt of the bus, their clothes were loose, revealing their bra straps and their barely concealed breasts. The bus stopped at one stop, and a beautiful woman got on and sat in the last row, to my right. Damn. How could I possibly touch those breasts with her here? But she kept looking to her right, because she was only going two stops and might get off at any moment. So she looked to her right, and I was to her left. Naturally, I focused on her breasts and buttocks. Her breasts weren't large, but her buttocks were quite full. But she was right to my right, and I couldn't just touch her big buttocks directly. But for the sake of pleasure, I risked slowly moving my fingers closer to her buttocks, gently touching them. Every touch felt incredibly good, after all, she was a beautiful woman. Suddenly, the bus braked sharply, and my hand didn't have time to react. My entire palm landed on her buttocks. She didn't even look at me. I thought she would definitely be angry, maybe silent, but at least glare at me. But she didn't do anything. Damn. If I had known this would happen, I would have just grabbed her buttocks more forcefully. But there was no time. She got off the bus.

The journey home was even more enjoyable. First, I took the *** bus, then the *** bus. This bus was even more crowded. When I got on, I deliberately followed behind a woman whose back looked very attractive. But as soon as I got on, a man squeezed past me. Damn, it was obvious he had ulterior motives too. Sure enough, he pressed the back of his hand tightly against the woman's buttocks. The woman seemed very disgusted by this. She kept making "hissing" sounds to express her dissatisfaction and warning. But the man ignored her completely and continued to rub her plump buttocks hard with the back of his hand. She had no choice but to prepare to get off. She turned around and squeezed past the man. She came to the front of the bus, behind me. Every now and then, my buttocks touched her buttocks. So plump. I actually stretched my arm back and grabbed her buttocks. Damn, so soft. So big. I grabbed hard because there were too many people. She even had difficulty turning around, but I turned around and saw my hand grabbing her buttocks. I moved my hand back and forth, finally settling on the middle of her buttocks. Then, I pressed hard with my middle finger, roughly touching her vaginal area—it was soft and fleshy. Just then, the bus arrived at its stop, and she immediately got off.

I was thinking I'd had my fill of touching her today. Then another woman got on next to me, though she was a bit overweight. But seeing her firm buttocks, I wanted to touch them, so I brazenly grabbed and squeezed her buttocks. Of course, she didn't resist, probably because few people would touch her on a bus; it was a rare pleasure for her. She didn't resist, and I grabbed her hard, almost until her buttocks were completely soft. She just silently endured it. But her buttocks felt no worse than those of thinner women; on the contrary, they were more elastic and alluring. After a while, she got off, and I got off at the next stop.

Finally, the bus home arrived, but I didn't expect this to be the most exciting part. Two stops later, I was squeezed into the middle of the bus. Standing in front of me was a stunningly beautiful woman. She was very tall and had very fair skin. Her short, neat hair, tight-fitting top, and light blue jeans made her large buttocks look like two footballs. But I didn't dare touch her. This woman was too perfect; I figured if I touched her, she would definitely curse me. But I couldn't worry about that now. I'd touched so many women today without any problems, so I steeled myself and placed my hand directly on her buttocks. She didn't react, so I gently rubbed back and forth, but she still didn't react. I thought she was probably thirsty. So I moved my hand from the left side of her buttocks to the right. I continued to touch her right plump buttocks, but she still didn't react. I went a step further. I actually used a lot of force, grabbing her right buttock with a possessive air. Because of the excessive force, her body moved forward half a step. She turned her head sharply, glared at me fiercely, and turned away. I ignored her. As soon as she turned her head back, my hand was on her plump buttocks again. I thought to myself, "Sorry. I won't use so much force this time." So I slowly and methodically touched her left and right buttocks, occasionally giving them a light squeeze. Ah, so good!!! Suddenly, my hand stopped on her right buttock, and then my entire palm slowly applied pressure to it. My whole hand couldn't grasp her right buttock, but my entire palm remained pressed against it for a full two minutes. So good... I almost ejaculated. After all, she was so beautiful, with such a perfect figure. I bet her boyfriend enjoys having sex with her every day. Maybe she doesn't have a boyfriend. Without thinking, I continued touching her back and forth, squeezing harder and harder. She seemed unwilling. Meaning, touching her was enough; it was endless. She immediately moved back, squeezing into the back. Only then did I stop all my romantic encounters for the day. I got off the bus. I left quickly, afraid she would recognize me.

Of course, I touched many other women today, but only occasionally, once or twice. I won't go into details. In short, today was the most enjoyable time I've ever had touching someone on the bus. I touched the buttocks of more than ten women in total, including four or five that I grabbed hard, and they were all absolute beauties. Awesome! Today was an unforgettable first day.

Thursday, May **, 2004
It's been a long time since I've managed to grab a woman's butt on the bus, because I haven't been taking the monthly pass bus for the past few days. And my luck with buses has been terrible. I never seem to find a woman sitting near me. Ugh, so frustrating. But luck always changes. Well, today my luck turned. I just got on the bus, not really hoping for a pretty girl. And sure enough, with only a few stops left before I got off, I thought I was going to miss my chance to grab a woman's butt again. Then two women got on. One sat in front of me, and the other to my right. Ha! My luck had finally turned at the last minute. I first touched the woman in front of me. Because it was light, she didn't react. But she wasn't pretty, and her figure was average. But the woman to my right was very voluptuous, and she was definitely a beauty!!! Remembering the last time I touched that beautiful woman to my right, I tried the same method, just lightly touching her butt with my fingertips. She didn't react, so I had a brilliant idea: I put my hand on the seat behind her butt. When the bus braked, due to inertia, her butt sticks out a little. I reached my hand forward a little, and when she sat down, her buttocks would rest on my hand. After a while, half of her buttocks were in my palm. I felt amazing!! My hand remained still, enjoying the sensation. She was wearing dark jeans, and her buttocks were very soft. Beautiful women's buttocks always seem soft, at least that's how I've felt them. I guessed she knew her buttocks were on my hand, but I didn't dare to grab them, because that would be too much. But her lack of reaction made me even more audacious. I pulled my hand out of her soft, big buttocks and then actually reached towards her back, slowly starting to touch the strap of her bra, following the strap to the side of her body. You know, the side of a woman's body is where her breasts are!!! In other words, I had touched her breasts, of course, very lightly. Because women's breasts are very sensitive. I moved very gently along the edge of her breasts, the inertia of the car making my hand feel very good. Several times I wanted to just
grab her breasts, even if she resisted and cried out. I could just never ride this car again, there was nothing shameful about it. But I never mustered up the courage to do so. Then I kept touching her buttocks, and she started to get annoyed, constantly glancing in my direction, though she was looking out the window, I knew it. She warned me not to touch her again, or she'd yell. So I reluctantly pulled my hand away from her breasts. However, I still kept touching her buttocks. Because such opportunities were rare. Opportunities to touch a beautiful woman were even rarer, so I kept touching her. When she got up, I gave her big buttocks a hard squeeze. She got off the bus. I immediately masturbated and ejaculated on the bus.

August 2004** Monday
work was tough, but I knew that fate is something you have to fight for! And today, my luck returned; I got a job as a prostitute at ***. Of course, it was crowded. I was praying that a beautiful woman would stand in front of me so I could harass her, but unfortunately, three women from out of town squeezed in from behind me. They were alright in terms of figure and appearance, just a little rustic. A woman, a head shorter than me, was standing to my right. I slowly touched her buttocks with my hand. Rural women are slow to react; she didn't react at all. So, I boldly placed my entire palm on her left buttock, occasionally pressing my fingers firmly against her soft flesh. She reacted, but didn't turn around. I became bolder. I rubbed and circled her left buttock. Because it was summer, I could feel the edge of her underwear. I traced the edge with my fingernail along her buttocks, a gesture that disgusted her. So she slowly began to squeeze away from me. I followed her movement, squeezing in, because there was a beautiful woman inside. I squeezed in, and now in front of me was a middle-aged woman wearing a red top and a blue skirt. To my right and behind was a little girl, about 16 years old, wearing a white top and black capri pants.

I decided to touch the woman's buttocks first, because she looked so mature. Without any preamble, I placed my hand directly on her full, round buttocks. She reacted, but didn't turn around. I slowly enjoyed the impact of her buttocks on my hands as the bus swayed. Slowly, my penis hardened; you have to understand how fleshy her buttocks were! Then, I lowered my hand and actually used my erect penis to pound against her big buttocks, forcefully thrusting my thick, hard penis against her hips. I even pushed back and forth with force. The force of my thrusts was so great that she couldn't even hold onto the handlebars. I think her husband probably rarely had sex with her, otherwise she wouldn't let me manipulate her lower body like this. I was getting a little tired from thrusting, so I started touching her buttocks again, this time grabbing them without restraint. I only stopped when my hands ran out of strength again.

Only four stops had passed by then. Several times, I wanted to slowly lift her skirt and touch her real buttocks directly. Unfortunately, her skirt was too long, so I had to give up. A minute later, my hands became restless again. I slowly placed my entire palm on the buttocks of the girl next to me, her buttocks still small and tender. But it was soft enough, so I just touched it lightly. Finally, I spread my hands, so my large hand gripped her entire buttocks, and then used my middle finger to find her vagina. Suddenly, I felt something soft in the middle. I thought that must be her labia, just covered by her pants. I circled my middle finger there, and this movement made her turn her head sharply, so I withdrew my hand. I continued to stroke the woman's buttocks in front of me until I got tired...

Personally, I solemnly declare: The above content is absolutely true, not exaggerated at all! You can totally imitate it! The key is your courage!

Now, let me share some personal experiences.

1—During rush hour, on crowded public transport, you can stand and touch a woman's buttocks. 99% of women will absolutely not resist. Even if she doesn't want to, she'll be too embarrassed to show it. If she silently endures it, then you can touch her boldly!!! If she's more averse, then you can just touch her casually. For the kind of woman who turns around and glares at you if you accidentally touch her, it's best not to touch her.
2—On non-public transport, it's purely a matter of luck! Because there are usually seats available, you can only hope that the person sitting in front of you is beautiful, and that there's no one next to them, then you can try to touch her. The probability of that is very low! Air-conditioned buses might be a little better.
3—Local women generally have strong tempers, while women from other places are generally more restrained. So I've never failed to touch a beautiful woman from out of town!
4—Actually, some beautiful women around 30 years old feel no worse to touch than women around 20, and sometimes even better. And older women don't resist as much!

01-30 You didn't beat her so badly she couldn't take care of herself!

03-08 This is really well written! I also like touching women's butts, but I just don't have your guts!
I support you!!!

March 17th I wish I could have an experience like

yours! ~~ ...

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