The girl got wet from being touched.

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At first, he didn't do anything; I was listening to music and playing on my phone. About five minutes later, the bus suddenly turned, and he leaned his weight towards me, his left hand touching my thigh. I didn't pay much attention. A moment later, I noticed his hand was still on my leg and moved slightly. Instinctively, I moved away, but his hand came closer again. Because it was hot, I was wearing a very short skirt with safety shorts and a V-neck t-shirt. His hand was against my buttocks, and suddenly, it pushed my skirt up even higher, exposing a section of my leg. That's when I realized I might have encountered a pervert, and I tensed up. It wasn't that I hadn't encountered this before, but because it was so late yesterday, I was still a little scared. Then, he moved his hand down, touching my bare thigh. I had read in a report that men who harass others on buses are often cowardly but have complex personalities. The guy I met was probably this type. His hand remained still on my thigh, pressed against it. I thought to myself, I only have half an hour until my stop, let's see what he can do then, so I turned to look out the window. After about three minutes, seeing that I didn't resist, he turned his hand over. At this moment, his rough palm touched my thigh. I have a small waist and a large bottom, my buttocks are quite fleshy, and my thighs are also a bit thick. Seeing that he had already touched my leg, he became bolder and began to attack my side buttock. My side buttock is naturally sensitive, and when he touched it so gently, I twisted involuntarily. I don't know if he thought this was a coy refusal, but he actually rubbed it a little harder. I didn't expect him to do this so quickly, so I turned my head to look at him, but he just looked ahead. I turned my face back to look out the window, waiting for his next move. People got off the train one after another, and only the two of us were left at the back of the carriage, so his invasion of me went a step further. The hand that was originally on my buttock continued to move deeper, trying to reach from my buttocks to my waist, but he immediately noticed I was wearing safety shorts, so he took his hand out. Then, without stopping, he moved his hand to my thigh. This time, since no one was behind me, he boldly moved directly between my legs. I noticed his fingers intentionally or unintentionally brushing against my legs, especially my knees, particularly the inside of my knees. Many girls are very sensitive in that area, and so am I. At this point, my vagina was starting to heat up, and despite being scared, I also hoped for more caresses from him. Just then, the station announcement said I had two more stops to get off, so I spread my legs a little. I bet he was secretly thrilled, finally finding someone who wasn't making a sound and was so cooperative. So, almost without pausing, he started stroking my legs from between my thighs towards my vulva. His touch was always gentle, the kind of teasing that girls find irresistible. Soon, his hand reached the top of my thigh. I cooperated by squeezing my white-stockinged legs together, trapping his large hand. Then, I heard him let out a soft sigh, the kind of sound a man makes when he's enjoying sex. His hand lingered on my inner thigh for a long time, as if savoring the heat and wetness emanating from my vulva. Unfortunately, he hadn't even had a chance to touch my...
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