My sister's account on the bus

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I usually get to the bus stop around 5:30 after class, and if I can catch this bus, I'm sure I'll get a seat. But today, on my way to the stop, I saw someone selling phone charms and couldn't resist buying two. When I got to the stop, I saw the 6:00 bus had just left. I ended up waiting for over 20 minutes before finally getting on the 6:30 bus.

This bus was incredibly crowded; it was already rush hour. I barely managed to get on, and the front door could just close. At the next stop, another line of people squeezed onto

the bus. I was pushed into the middle of the bus. I stood facing the window, holding onto the handrails with both hands.

A middle-aged man was sitting sideways in front of me. Seeing me standing so close to him, he crossed his arms, his right elbow flexing, waiting for an opportunity to get close to my legs.

At first, I didn't notice him, but then his elbow kept nudging my inner thighs. A feeling of annoyance quickly rose within me. But the bus was so crowded; the scene of heads shoving was quite spectacular. As he took the opportunity to lean his elbow towards me again, I dodged backward with my buttocks. Unexpectedly, my buttocks pressed tightly against the man behind me. I glanced back out of the corner of my eye; he was a young man going to school. He was fair-skinned, not very tall, shorter than me. I'm 170cm tall, and with my heels, he was probably around 170cm as well.

These past two days, the weather has suddenly become very hot, and I've been wearing skirts. Today, I was wearing a white pencil skirt.

The waist and hips of the skirt hugged my body tightly, limiting my stride to about half a step. Hence the name "pencil skirt." Because the buttocks area was so tight, I hadn't been wearing underwear for the past two days. Since it wasn't a miniskirt, and the length was just above the knee, I wasn't worried about showing too much; I just wore pantyhose. This way, the skirt subtly outlined the round shape of my buttocks.

This sudden backward leaning resulted in my buttocks pressing tightly against the boy's genitals. Strangely, I didn't flinch. I guessed he was more embarrassed than I was. I could clearly feel his penis against my buttocks. The small penis slowly grew larger and harder against my buttocks. Then, the long penis was pressed tightly against my right buttock. I didn't flinch at all, just kept my genitals pressed against him. He didn't move, but he didn't grope me like a pervert.

I didn't dislike the young man behind me at all; on the contrary, I found it somewhat amusing. As the car swayed rhythmically, his penis swayed against my buttocks, occasionally sinking into my deep butt crack. I could tell he was a little scared. Not only did he not attack me with his penis, but he also tried to pull away when we were pressed very close. I didn't even know if he did it intentionally. I felt I had gone too far, or perhaps I had misunderstood the boy. I moved my buttocks away slightly. However, I couldn't stand up straight because the man in front of me was still looking for an opportunity to touch my legs. All the way, my buttocks were slightly raised.

Even just a few seconds away from his genitals, I could feel his glans lightly rubbing against me; he probably liked my buttocks. He was testing me, but not daring to go too far. I pressed my buttocks against his again, tightly against his penis. I wanted to tell him, hurry up, I'm doing this willingly.

Oh~ his little guy finally understood my intention. He didn't flinch, but pressed himself closer to my buttocks. This time, with the swaying of the car, our genitals twisted and rubbed in opposite directions in perfect unison.

I glanced down at his genitals. Heh, he was wearing uniform shorts, but the stiff shorts were bulging high from his penis. I turned to look out the window, trying to make him relax. Then, our genitals were pressed tightly together,

with only my thin skirt and his shorts sandwiched between us. Actually, I could feel his glans slowly heating up on my buttocks. He probably didn't know that my lower body was also warm and leaking vaginal fluid. Luckily, I was wearing pantyhose, otherwise, the fluid would have flowed down my thighs and out of the skirt's coverage area.

Actually, I was very nervous, constantly looking around, afraid someone would see. I guess the man in front of me noticed. Because he was closely watching my beautiful legs in stockings. His little penis behind me was getting hotter and hotter with each rub. My buttocks felt uncomfortably burned by the warmth of his penis. This kid is such an idiot. His little penis just keeps pressing against my buttocks, pressing against them relentlessly. Usually, I just sway from side to side to seek some pleasure.

This was the first time I'd felt such a surge of sexual desire while rubbing against someone on a bus, and I felt an unprecedented thrill. The intense nervousness even made my legs tremble rapidly. I swayed my buttocks, adjusting my position; my seduction was so obvious. Although he was an honest, unassuming boy, the urge in his lower body made him restless. Behind me, he mimicked sexual movements, his penis gently thrusting against my buttocks. The head of his penis pressed against half of my buttocks with each thrust.

I slowly lowered one hand to my right side, then slowly slid it back towards his waist. He didn't pull away, but he didn't make any other movements either, just letting me wrap my hand around his body and touch his buttocks. The bus was getting more and more crowded, and it was difficult for us to separate even a little bit. I could see that everyone's bodies were pressed tightly together at this moment. Some other girls on the bus were also pressed tightly against the men next to them. There was nothing that could be done about it. Everyone was just enduring it... I reluctantly pulled my hand back a little, then inserted it between our bodies, my open palm covering my buttocks, and then my fingers gently pinching his erect penis head. He still didn't make a sound, hoping that I could make him feel good. Through his shorts, I gently rubbed his large penis head a couple of times with my fingers. His shorts were pushed up quite high, and I suddenly felt his zipper. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw that the people around us were too crowded to see what was happening below our waists. I quickly unzipped his pants. Actually, even if someone wanted to see, it would be difficult. His penis was tightly sandwiched between our bodies. You couldn't see it at all. As soon as the zipper was unzipped, his penis sprang out, pressing against his underwear. My hands had no room to move, so I pulled them out from between my bodies and continued to hold onto the handrail. His penis, pressed against my underwear, was pressed against my buttocks, and I guessed my white skirt would be soaked. This time he completely let go, forcefully pushing his penis into my butt crack.

I let his penis seek pleasure on my body.

I mentioned that my pencil skirt was a little above the knee. Although it wasn't short, it wasn't actually very long either. Plus, the skirt had a slit in the back for easy walking. My skirt started to slit below the buttocks. It wasn't the kind with small slits on both sides.

He reached between our bodies to pull out his penis. He laboriously pulled his penis out from the edge of my underwear and pressed it against my skirt. He even pulled my skirt up a little from behind. His penis, following the slit in the skirt, went directly between my legs. The erection made his penis twitch and thrust upwards. The glans repeatedly slapped against my vulva; even through the thin stockings, both of our genitals felt hot. This time, his penis was tightly clamped between my legs, and his glans rubbed forcefully against the outside of my vulva without stopping. Although our bodies weren't moving very fast, everything was still happening secretly. However,

in an instant, I felt his penis tremble, and his glans, pressed tightly against my vulva, ejaculated. The semen seeped through the stockings and clung to my labia. Neither of us dared to make any rash moves. My legs, clamped around his penis, felt rapidly shrinking. A large amount of semen quickly flowed down my thighs. I hurriedly clamped my legs together and twisted, spreading the semen evenly on my inner thighs.

At first, we flirted and rubbed our genitals together because it felt exciting, stimulating, and fun. Now, his ejaculation inside my skirt was something neither of us expected. Of course, when passion takes hold, neither of us can control ourselves, and we'll seize any opportunity, however small. He carefully put his penis back into his pants. Actually, I didn't feel any pleasure, and I certainly didn't experience any orgasms like some other articles describe. On the bus, it was nothing more than excitement, stimulation, and a sense of guilt. My heart was pounding in my chest. I didn't want to stay on that bus for even a second longer. It's only after the sexual desire subsides that you realize the seriousness of the situation.

The car had just pulled into the station when I quickly got off, hailed a taxi, and plopped down in the back seat. I noticed my white dress was soaked in both the front and back, and my genitals still felt sticky, and I felt like the semen hadn't completely dried.

I used my bag to cover myself as I quickly walked home. But I realized I'd soaked the taxi driver's seat too.

So… when I got home, I quickly took a shower. While showering, I kept thinking about all of this and masturbated for a while. This time, I just touched my G-spot with my fingers, and I ejaculated a lot!

[The End]

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