Sensual Stepmother's Rape Record 2

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"The bus is about to leave, take a seat," Mingqiang said, sitting down in the seat closest to him. A moment later, the bus started moving. I naturally sat down next to him, glancing back at An'an three rows behind me. An'an had her head resting on the seat in front of her, displaying her tongue and making a hissing sound. I quickly turned back to observe the three unfamiliar cheerleading girls. "Hey!" Cheng Xiaojin suddenly called out to one of the girls. "Liang Qing, put your cigarette away. If you're so bored, my dick is waiting for you!" "I'm craving a cigarette, not being a slut. You're fucking annoying." The girl called Liang Qing said. She lit a cigarette, put it in her mouth, sat down in the last seat, opened the window, and began to exhale smoke with great flair. "Cheng, I guess I'm being considerate?" "If your secondhand smoke affects my performance on the game tonight, I'll fuck your hole until it bursts." Cheng Xiaojin said, making a gesture as if he was about to get up and rush at her, but he slumped back into his chair. Cheng Xiaojin, who possessed the sexual power of a crazed rapist and always frightened me, was surprisingly unable to scare this girl named Liang Qing. I couldn't help but find it a little funny, and then carefully examined Liang Qing's appearance. Her skin was as white as the gleaming white beaches in movies, with black eyeshadow and lipstick, a silver lip ring, and a section of her shoulder-length hair dyed a blue-green gradient. A skull ring adorned her finger, which held a cigarette. She exuded the aura of a rebellious young woman, and her slightly husky voice added a dangerous yet alluring sexiness. Perhaps noticing my gaze, she turned her head, holding the cigarette pack towards me, and said, "Want a smoke?" "No, no, thank you," I quickly replied. "Mingqiang," Liang Qing said, "she's the assistant you mentioned, right? The assistant or something, the one who wipes your dick after you pee?" Mingqiang smiled. I was speechless, my face immediately turning red. "Xiaoqing, don't bully her," another girl sitting next to Liang Qing said, then smiled at me. "Hello, my name is Zhong Caining." "Hello," I said. This girl named Zhong Caining was the stark contrast to Liang Qing. Her long, black hair reached her waist, smooth and shiny like something out of a shampoo commercial, which I envied. Her thin, long eyebrows, paired with her beautiful, slightly upturned eyes, her flawlessly sculpted face, and her naturally rosy lips, made her look like a perfectly well-bred young lady. That super-short skirt that exposed her thighs seemed a bit too long, covering her knees, and her black stockings would be better replaced with pure white athletic socks to match her overall气质 (qi zhi - a combination of temperament, bearing, and style). By the way, I had heard that she was the school beauty queen at Mingqiang's high school for two consecutive years. Seeing her in person, I understood. Ordinary beauty and sex appeal alone couldn't carry the seemingly easy but profoundly meaningful title of "school beauty queen." Seeing Zhong Caining, people wouldn't first think of a cramped room filled with lustful atmosphere, or a glittering beach where countless women in bikinis vie for men's attention, but rather a clear blue sky, sunlight that seems to shine only to warm the earth's skin—a beauty that can be called a "facade," a beauty that can establish an alluring image for an entire group. I was almost stunned. When I was her age, could I compare to her in terms of the refinement of my eyebrows and the smoothness of my skin? No, I certainly couldn't... It seems that in the eyes of all men, my appearance and figure are mainly about arousing "erupted desire," not the type that can command the silent gaze and respect of hundreds of people. Suddenly, I felt a little disappointed... I suddenly remembered that before getting on the bus, I saw the wires of a vibrator showing under a girl's skirt. But after getting on the bus, my attention was diverted by the black curtain and the instructor, and now I can't say for sure which girl's skirt I saw. Was it Liang Qing? It doesn't seem like it. It couldn't be Zhong Caining, absolutely not. Then… where did the third girl disappear from sight? I looked back and saw her sitting next to Zhengxin, head bowed, speaking softly to him. She had short hair with bangs, tucked behind her ears, and large, bright black eyes, making her look incredibly pure and charming. She exuded a beauty still developing, seemingly with countless possibilities, but right now, she could be described as somewhere between a loli and a teen idol. When she spoke, her mouth opened almost imperceptibly, and her hand movements were incredibly subtle, like a porcelain doll afraid of breaking herself. Such a pure girl, I doubt she'd get on the bus with a vibrator inserted in her vagina… Or perhaps I'm mistaken about these three girls; each has her own beauty, but I haven't yet seen their lewd side. Then again, was I wrong? Because of Mingqiang's lewd training and innuendos, I thought this would definitely be a sexually explicit trip that would make me constantly secrete arousal fluids. And the cheerleaders I had heard about before were three women like me who had been gang-raped by basketball players (although I only masturbated Zhengxin and Wenlong). To be honest, before getting on the bus, I was already a little wet from anticipation... Could it be that the three cheerleaders were just cheerleaders, and the only woman on this bus looking forward to sexual intercourse was me? I was wearing the same high school sailor uniform as them, but they were still high school students inside, while I was an impure, lustful older sister... Ugh, so shameful... I couldn't help but steal a glance at Mingqiang. He was wearing headphones, watching a live basketball game on his iPad. The bus traveled along a rough road, bumping along for a while, and my breasts hidden under the sailor uniform bounced several times, but Mingqiang didn't look at me. Ugh, if that's really the case, wouldn't I look like a fool...? But then, though the sound was very soft, I heard a faint, fleeting moan. Turning around to look at the source of the sound, I saw the pure-looking third girl, her eyes lowered, her lips slightly parted... Next to her, Zhengxin was holding something in his right hand, offering it to her... Although Zhengxin was sitting inside by the window, I could see his actions because he was tall. The girl took the object from his hand, and then... stuck out a small, incredibly cute, and obviously very sweet tip of her tongue, and licked the object. It was a vibrator. I wasn't mistaken, the bullet-shaped, slightly thicker than the girl's thumb, purple... vibrator, covered with a thin, sticky liquid. The girl, her face flushed, touched it slightly with the tip of her tongue, frowned as if electrocuted, and then pursed her lips in a very cute yet heartbreaking way. It couldn't be anyone else, it must be her, the girl with the vibrator in her honey pot. But this high school girl, who seemed like she could be scouted into an idol group at any moment, actually boarded this train with a vibrator between her legs, perhaps even with vaginal fluid still on her inner thighs… Just thinking about it made me a little excited. However, the girl didn't expose herself openly; instead, she sat next to Zhengxin. Zhengxin must have taken the vibrator from between her legs and made her lick it… and the girl's slight resistance indicated she wasn't used to this. What kind of person was Zhengxin? The taciturn man seemed to be only hinting at things to the girl through his eyes and gestures. Perhaps he was training the girl like Mingqiang had trained me, but in a different way. Suddenly, I wondered… if he had been the one training me from the beginning, would the outcome have been different…? Mingqiang next to me was watching a basketball game. An'an and Cheng Xiaojin, sitting a few rows in front of Zhengxin and the girl, were discussing something I didn't quite understand. It seemed only Wenlong, sitting two rows behind Zhengxin, had noticed this scene, just like me. He slightly turned his body, watching Zhengxin and the girl's next move. He and I were both spying from different angles. I saw Zhengxin approach the girl, reach out, and do something (his hand was blocked by the seat in front of him). The girl jumped slightly and let out a soft "Ouch!" Zhengxin's hand reappeared, throwing something into the aisle between the seats on either side of the bus. The girl shyly shoved the object under the seat with her foot, and I saw it—it was a bra. It seemed Zhengxin had slipped his hand under her clothes and skillfully unhooked the bra in an instant. The girl lowered her head even further, her long eyelashes trembling slightly with her eyelids. Then, Zhengxin whispered something in her ear. The girl's eyes widened—"No!" Her sudden shout was heard by everyone in the carriage. Everyone except Mingqiang, who was wearing headphones, turned around. The girl realized so many people were watching her and quickly lowered her head; I could barely see the top of her head. "Xiang Hui, you promised me," Zhengxin said. "But...but..." the girl named Xiang Hui said. "I told them not to look, okay?" Zhengxin comforted Xiang Hui, then said to An'an and Cheng Xiaojin, who had turned around and were watching with great interest, "You two turn around, I didn't tell you to look." In the basketball team, besides Mingqiang, Zhengxin was the most prestigious, so An'an and Cheng Xiaojin turned around, although they clearly looked unhappy. Zhengxin also told Wenlong behind them to sit to the side. He didn't order us girls around, probably thinking it was okay. "Let's...let it go..." Xiang Hui said in a pleading tone."Good girl, you've already promised me, you can't go back on your word," Zhengxin said. His words weren't laced with lust, but rather gentle and persuasive. I'd experienced similar, irresistible steps when Mingqiang seduced and trained me. These wicked men made women feel that surrendering their most precious bodies was something incredibly exciting and wonderful… I was getting impatient with what Zhengxin wanted Xiang Hui to do. An'an and Cheng Xiaojin, those two extremely lustful men, were clearly even more itchy. They stopped talking and just listened intently. "Will you really like this…?" Xiang Hui asked. "It will only make me like you more," Zhengxin said. "Then… okay… if Zhengxin thinks it's good…" She'd taken the bait, succumbed… I'm sure I've felt that way before. Xiang Hui and Zhengxin switched places, and Xiang Hui went to the window. Xiang Hui stood up, facing the glass window. Only then did I realize that she was quite a bit shorter than me, maybe only about 1.52 or 1.53 meters tall. She looked out the window, her large eyes flickering with unease. After a deep breath, she suddenly grabbed the hem of her dress and lifted it up. Because Zhengxin had already unhooked her bra, her breasts sprang out—as a woman, I couldn't help but stare in astonishment—what a pair of youthful, vibrant, and alluringly full breasts! Commonly used terms like "hibiscus," "white rabbit," and "jade" seemed pale and inappropriate in comparison to Xiang Hui's breasts. No suitable metaphor could describe her translucent, smooth, and delicate skin; it was as if a finger lingered on it for a moment, effortlessly sliding along its tender curves. No suitable metaphor could describe the beautiful, rounded, moist, and full shape; you saw no stiff "sphere," no awkward "papaya" or "chili pepper," the only word you could use was "Xiang Hui's unique breasts." Not to mention her dreamy pink areolas and nipples… and judging by size alone, they might even surpass mine in a year or two. Xiang Hui closed her eyes in fear, her breasts rising and falling gently with her breath, her youthful allure and shyness perfectly blended together. If the dictionary were to include the phrase "baby face, big breasts," a picture of Xiang Hui would have to be placed next to it. I don't know how much time passed—maybe only five seconds—when Xiang Hui suddenly screamed, pulled down her clothes, and shrank back into her seat. At that moment, I, who had been lost in thought, stunned by the beauty of her breasts, finally realized: she was exposing her precious breasts to the window, while outside the window were cars and pedestrians. "Oh no, we were seen!" Xiang Hui exclaimed in a panic. "It's okay, it's okay..." Zheng Xin hugged Xiang Hui and said. "But it really is, someone really saw us... His car was going about the same speed as ours, and he turned around and stared..." "What's the point if no one saw us?" Zheng Xin continued to comfort Xiang Hui, trying to convince her that this was a very rare and important experience, something that would make him very happy and proud. It seems that Zheng Xin is different from people like An An and Cheng Xiaojin who forcefully conquer women with their sexual prowess. It's a good thing that Zheng Xin is often taciturn, because once he opens his mouth, it's too dangerous. I'm an observer now, so I can make a clear judgment. Simply put, he's similar to Ming Qiang in this respect, but there are also differences. Ming Qiang's verbal seduction is usually accompanied by a display of male strength and sexual attraction, but what Zheng Xin seems to need is just a mouth. If I were the one being seduced by Zheng Xin's devilish words, I would definitely have... Thinking of this, I couldn't help but steal a glance at Ming Qiang beside me. He was still engrossed in watching the basketball game on his phone… I suddenly really wanted him to look this way… to look, to touch his stepmother… Xiang Hui stood up again. Although her body was trembling, her hands gripped the hem of her clothes, as if she was making up her mind. After a moment of hesitation, she lifted her clothes again, revealing her youthful, large breasts that would drive men and women crazy. She closed her eyes tightly, not daring to look at anything outside the window. Perhaps because of the reflection, people outside might not be able to see her entire body clearly, but one could imagine that such a hazy, erotic beauty would make those fortunate enough to catch a glimpse of this scene even more reluctant to leave. If this continued, it might cause a traffic accident. “Is…is it okay?” After about a minute, Xiang Hui said tremblingly. “Zhengxin.” Zhengxin didn’t answer, but moved closer, placing his hands on the inside of her thighs. Xiang Hui cried out, “Ouch!” Zhengxin’s hands continued to move upwards, lifting her skirt and cupping her not-so-large, round, and cute buttocks, encased in red polka-dot panties. Zhengxin stuck out his tongue and licked her vulva through her panties. Xiang Hui's entire body froze, and her hand, which had been lifting her clothes, fell back down. Because the clothes were rolled up above her breasts, they didn't fall down with her. Xiang Hui let out a soft moan, and Zhengxin suddenly pressed one hand against her spine and pushed her forward, pressing her entire body against the glass window. No, because her distorted breasts became an obstacle, her abdomen didn't touch the glass window. Zhengxin didn't stop attacking her vulva. Although it was impossible to see exactly how he was using his tongue on her, from the girl's rapid moans, one could feel that pleasure was gradually overwhelming her. "No...don't...someone's watching...ah, no...I'm so embarrassed..." Xiang Hui said, only making some weak and feeble resistance movements. Zhengxin stood up, unzipped his pants, took out his thick, long penis, and inserted it into the gap between Xiang Hui's polka-dot panties and her beautiful buttocks. Xiang Hui jolted, her legs clamping together. Zheng Xin's penis was now trapped in the narrow triangular space between her inner thighs and her vulva. "No! Not here..." Xiang Hui struggled, but Zheng Xin held her down with his long, strong hands. "I want to be here," Zheng Xin said to her, "Xiao Hui, you look especially beautiful like this." Then he lifted her up, his penis seemingly touching Xiang Hui's vulva. The girl whimpered, weakly shaking her head from side to side, her breasts rubbing against the glass, but her areolas and nipples remained mostly in place. Zheng Xin grabbed Xiang Hui's wrists with both hands and pulled her back, arching her back and raising her buttocks high. Then he adjusted his hips, thrusting forward, and the girl let out a short, painful yet pleasurable moan. He stopped, it seemed only the head of his penis entered. He used his waist strength again, and the pulling force of his hands increased, his penis plunging deep inside, his abdomen pressed against the girl's buttocks. "Ugh... ooh...!" Xiang Hui let out a moan with a childlike voice and a hint of crying, echoing in the carriage. The atmosphere changed... Wenlong, sitting behind Zhengxin, and An'an and Cheng Xiaojin in front, all watched this scene intently, and Zhengxin didn't stop them anymore. After all, his previous attempts to stop them were just for show. "Ha, they're getting started." The one who made this sound was actually Liang Qing. I turned my head and saw her resting her head on the back of the seat, a half-smoked cigarette dangling from her mouth, watching this scene with great interest. And Zhong Caining next to her was actually... engrossed in reading a book. Yes, she maintained her elegant demeanor perfectly, her long, slender, white fingers lightly pressing on the slightly shiny pages of her book, as if what was happening in the carriage wasn't sex, but a prank not worth disturbing her studies. The reason I could see Zhengxin's penis thrusting into Xiang Hui's body so clearly was because I had completely turned around and knelt on my seat. Wenlong, who was closest to them, stood up, his eyes gleaming strangely, his right hand beginning to stroke his penis… Actually, my hands were also reaching towards my chest and crotch… "Ugh… ugh…" Xiang Hui always bit her lip, trying to keep her moans from being too loud, which only intensified the allure of the scene before her. When Zhengxin first started having sex with her, there was no obvious sound, usually because her vagina was slightly tight at first. But after about ten thrusts, gradually, a series of slapping sounds began to emanate from their joined bodies, an irresistible rhythm of lust gradually creeping in. Ah, a tall, mature yet youthful high school boy was pressing a large-breasted teenage girl—likely the dream girl of many boys—against the bus window, thrusting into her intimately and mercilessly… It was clear she was experiencing increasing pleasure; a sliver of her pink tongue peeked out from between her lower lip. He gradually increased his speed and force, his thick, long penis appearing and disappearing between her buttocks. It was evident his penis wasn't thrusting straight in, but rather exploring different angles as it entered and exited, thoroughly ravaging the sailor-uniformed, large-breasted girl's honeypot… The girl's cheek was pressed against the window. Ah, so lewd, so wanton, so… I wanted to get closer to them, I wanted to see clearly, I wanted to smell the scent of their union, but my body wouldn't move… Ah! A hand was touching me, reaching under my sailor uniform, grabbing my large breasts, and pinching my nipples.It was Mingqiang! He was finally drawn in, and his other hand slipped under my skirt. The moment his fingers touched my labia, I shuddered as if electrocuted. "So wet," he whispered in my ear. "You really enjoy watching her being fucked by Xiaoxue's mother. Looks like I've discovered another one of your hobbies." With that, he turned his hand around, using his middle and ring fingers to part the fleshy opening hidden by my shameful labia, finding the wet entrance, and then slowly, gradually increasing the pressure, probing inside... Mingqiang's fingers, with a different feel than a penis, explored my vagina, repeatedly opening and closing as they went deeper. I could feel his fingertips, with their superior flexibility compared to a penis, pressing, exploring, and plundering the territory of pleasure within me. "Ah... umm... come in a little more..." The sight of Xiang Hui being fucked gave me even richer visual stimulation, while also amplifying the intensity of my physical stimulation, making me shamelessly demand more. Perhaps it was because I had been anticipating this moment for so long, longing for the lewd physical contact even before boarding the bus… so when this happened, I couldn't stop my own lust from erupting. Ah, hearing my voice, An'an and Cheng Xiaojin both turned around to look… An'an gave a lustful smile; he knew what had happened to me… How annoying, but I still wanted to be seen… They were far away, and couldn't see anything except my raised head, so naturally they went back to admiring the spring scenery before them… Look at me too… At this moment, Xiang Hui turned her head, and our eyes met. Ah, the big-breasted girl being fucked in her honey pot looked so lewd and alluring, her eyes seemed to have a hint of tears, her flushed cheeks simultaneously representing shame and the ever-growing lust, her slightly protruding pink tongue trembling slightly with the man's thrusts. For some reason, after our eyes met, our gazes remained locked, inseparable; she clearly understood that the man behind me was fucking me in some way. Seeing another woman being violated while I was being violated was a first for me. A strange, intense, and lewd feeling arose within me… Men might become friends by discussing their sexual desires for women, because in that moment they expose their true selves. And women, perhaps, might also develop an ambiguous connection by simultaneously discovering that the other is being violated by a man. Isn't the quickest way to bring people closer by sharing pleasure? And Xiang Hui and I, one being violated by Zhengxin's penis, the other by Mingqiang's fingers, although eleven or twelve years apart in age, both exposed their true selves as women, and so our eyes were locked on each other, unable to look away. "Ugh... Zhengxin... Zhengxin, my husband... Husband, fuck me, fuck Xiao Huihui... Husband, fuck Xiao Huihui inside..." It seemed that because of the eye contact with me, Xiang Hui was able to let go. She, who had only been moaning softly, even began to speak lewd words full of provocation. Hearing her say this, Zhengxin obviously increased his speed and strength. His penis, which had been deliberately looking for different angles of insertion, gradually became a simpler straight in and out. "There are people watching outside... watching you fuck me, husband... husband, do you like others watching Xiao Huihui being fucked by you...?" "I like it, they like it too. The people outside must have hard dicks too. They want to fuck your cunt like I do, Xiao Huihui. But there's a glass window between them, so they can only watch." "Because they're not my husband. Xiao Huihui's breasts and cunt belong to Zhengxin, my husband... Ahh, ugh...!" Zhengxin's sprint seemed to have reached its final stage, and the entire carriage was filled with the loud and lewd sounds of him hitting Huihui's buttocks. Mingqiang's fingers suddenly increased their pressure, pressing on my G-spot deep inside my vagina, his two fingers alternating in a tickling, digging motion. The intense pleasure filled my mouth with saliva, my eyes welled up, as if flames were burning deep within my vagina. "Xiaohui, I'm going to cum!" Zhengxin said. "Mmm...husband, cum in me, Xiaohui's vagina wants to drink your soy milk..." Xianghui, her lust reaching its peak, spoke in surprisingly vulgar language. After several intense thrusts, Zhengxin's buttocks tightened, and he began to ejaculate—but I didn't see it, because I also lowered my head, my body trembling uncontrollably, on the verge of climaxing with Mingqiang's relentless attack on my G-spot—it's coming, it's coming! Ahh, it's so hot, right there, I can feel it, that tension that's about to erupt, that unbridled, frenzied surge of lust, that internal orgasm gushing from my G-spot—"Ahhh—!!" I cried out without restraint, wanting everyone in the car to hear, wanting them all to know that Mingqiang had brought me to orgasm with his fingers. "Waaah—!" That was Xiang Hui's cry, the last syllable carrying a heartbreakingly childlike pitifulness. It seemed she too had reached orgasm with Zhengxin's semen invading her, and so the cries of pleasure from the two of us women intertwined. Because Xiang Hui hadn't taken off her panties, a large amount of semen had smeared inside them. Zhengxin didn't immediately pull out his penis, but instead stirred it inside her panties, continuing to squeeze out Xiang Hui's increasingly weak moans. I saw sticky semen overflowing from the edge of her panties, flowing down her thighs—proof that the large-breasted girl had been wantonly fucked… Mingqiang pulled out his finger and put it in my mouth, making me lick my own semen. I sucked on his finger like it was a penis. Zhengxin finally pulled out his penis, and Xianghui slumped in the seat. Behind her, Wenlong rubbed his exposed penis, already very excited. Zhengxin and Wenlong exchanged glances, then Zhengxin said to Xianghui, “Xiaohui, look, Wenlong’s penis has become so hard because of you.” “Mmm… ah…” Xianghui responded weakly. "It's all because you were so tempting just now. And An'an, Cheng Xiaojin, they all got hard because of you, and they really want to fuck you." "Stop talking, I'm so embarrassed... I don't want to..." "It's okay to be shy, the more shy you are, the more I like you. You're so tempting, just letting them watch will make them feel suffocated. You promised me you would try to do it with other people, now is the perfect time." "If I do it with other people, you won't like me anymore..." "How could that be? You don't just do it with anyone, it's someone I approve of, I'll only like you more because you're obedient and willing to make me happy. Don't you want your favorite Zhengxin to be happy?" "Waaah... but I'm so tired... hug me first..." Xiang Hui didn't really refuse, and Zhengxin's goal was about to be achieved. He hugged Xiang Hui tightly, kissed her face first, then her lips, and then played with her nipple. "I know you're tired," he continued, "so it'll be good for someone to keep you company. Who do you want?" "I'll do it!" said the impatient Cheng Xiaojin. "Damn, I'm all swollen up like this! Let me have a turn!" Xiang Hui didn't turn her head, her eyes glanced left and right, only glancing at An An and Cheng Xiaojin before lingering on Wen Long for a moment. In less than three seconds, Zheng Xin understood. He gave Wen Long a wink, got out of his seat, and let Wen Long fill his place. Wen Long helped Xiang Hui up, made her kneel on the chair, her buttocks raised high, and from behind, in a doggy-style position, he squeezed her large breasts while slowly thrusting his penis in. After only a short while, Xiang Hui began to moan again. Wen Long, who wasn't handsome, but had a tanned, muscular body, raping a young darling like Xiang Hui, was another kind of alluring sight. "Damn!" Cheng Xiaojin looked in my direction. "Mingqiang, let me have my way with her." "Do you want her now?" Mingqiang asked me.I didn't answer, but like Xiang Hui, I made my choice with my eyes. "Okay, then go ahead." Mingqiang understood and released my hand. I slowly walked over—towards Zhengxin. Yes, I wanted him. Having just witnessed the lewd tricks he performed on Xiang Hui, I also wanted, really wanted to pin this man down, to be possessed by him, to be played with…it was this very penis that made the girl abandon her innocent facade… Zhengxin sat in the chair, his penis still sticky with semen and vaginal fluid after he had just finished with Xiang Hui. I walked towards him, passing An'an and Cheng Xiaojin, feeling the heat emanating from them, a heat of intense lust that hadn't yet subsided, but they didn't touch me. It seemed that the other basketball players wouldn't dare to make a move on the woman that Mingqiang and Zhengxin had their eyes on, unless they gave the order. On the other side, I could finally clearly see Wenqiang's large penis, with a noticeable bulge in the middle, thrusting into Xiang Hui's pink, full vagina. When he pulled out, he brought the glans to the entrance of her vagina. I noticed that the umbrella-shaped area of his glans was particularly wide and obvious. The recessed space formed between the "eaves" and the shaft vigorously scraped against Xiang Hui's small labia, rubbing the mixture of Zheng Xin's semen residue and vaginal fluids outside the entrance. Then, with a soft "plop," he thrust in hard. A breathtaking moan seemed to escape from Xiang Hui's mouth with that thrust, seeping into and dissipating into the air filled with the scent of sex. I've always felt that the genitals of men and women are most beautiful during intercourse, that mutual friction, stretching, the changing shape of the flesh to please the other... I knelt before Zheng Xin and grasped his penis. Seeing a pure young girl being fucked next to me made me even more unable to restrain myself. And Zheng Xin's penis was indeed very beautiful, with a pungent, erotic smell... only slightly limp because it had just been used. I held it in my right palm like a precious treasure, pressing it against my face with lustful affection, wiping it from my left cheek to my lips, then to my right, spreading the lewd fluids across my skin. By doing so, I carried the scent of his and Xiang Hui's intercourse. What I did was comparable to a tribal warrior applying herbal juice to his face to boost his fighting spirit—both were preparations for entering the battlefield, and a man's erect penis was my battlefield… I began to lick his penis, coating it with saliva, then sucking it in along with the existing fluids, making smacking sounds, feeling it quickly return to its rock-hard state—"No!" I suddenly heard Xiang Hui's voice. "Zhengxin's penis is mine… Don't lick it… Waaah…" It seemed my licking sounds had attracted her attention; she turned her head with some difficulty and saw what I was doing. This didn't stop me, and I think Zhengxin didn't want me to stop either, so I lifted my body slightly, cupped my heavy breasts, and placed them on the inside of his thighs, enveloping his testicles and part of his penis in my flesh. My tongue also wrapped around and licked his penis and glans with greater movements. "No! Waaah—" Xiang Hui seemed to be stimulated even more, and began to twist her buttocks, trying to escape Wenlong's rape. But this twisting only gave Wenlong greater pleasure, driving him to grab Xiang Hui's buttocks even harder and slap her tender buttocks flesh left and right. Xiang Hui's moans were a mixture of pleasure, the pain of being slapped, and the resentment of witnessing me licking her man's penis. I don't know if her current feelings are the same as a man witnessing himself being cuckolded. From my experience as a woman, they are slightly different. When a man sees his girlfriend being raped, his first thought is of her body, and of his own will and dignity, all violated. A woman, upon discovering such a thing, primarily feels the loss of "love." Of course, this requires an "exclusive love," and Xiang Hui's affection for Zheng Xin is clearly extraordinary. I didn't want to possess Zheng Xin, but this feeling of "stealing someone else's love" still gave me a mysterious pleasure, and my vagina was incredibly wet… At this moment, Zheng Xin suddenly stood up and pulled his penis out of my mouth. What, did he not want Xiang Hui to see this? No. He stood up, pressed down on the back of the chair Xiang Hui was kneeling on, and pushed her down. These chairs are designed to recline at about sixty degrees for long journeys, so Xiang Hui's body tilted accordingly. Zheng Xin then pressed down the back of the chair next to him, then grabbed my thighs from below with his strong arms, lifting me up and slamming me face down onto the chair back. "Ah!" The momentary pain made my heart race, which only excited me more. Now, I was almost pressed against Xiang Hui, who was being raped. I turned my head; she looked at me with her eyes wide open, brimming with tears, biting her lip, seemingly still unwilling to accept it. But from her trembling moans, as if enduring extreme cold, it was clear that what was suppressing her mind and body was the overwhelming pleasure. My legs, which had been hanging over the edge of the seat, were lifted up by Zhengxin, pressed upwards, so that my vulva and thighs formed a very lewd, completely exposed V-shape, with the inner sides of my legs almost pressed against my large breasts. Not being particularly slender, if I hadn't done a lot of stretching exercises for volleyball, I probably wouldn't have been able to withstand this kind of torment. I looked down and saw Zhengxin's erect penis, fully erect, aimed at my most vulnerable, delicate, and secret place—the place I most loved to be touched by a man… “You can’t do this to her! Waaah… You just fucked her, and now you’re fucking someone else—” Xiang Hui was still protesting. “Xiao Hui, you’re being fucked by someone else right now.” “But…but…! Zhengxin, you told me to do this…saying you like it, waaah—” During this brief argument, my lower body was already unbearably itchy. If my body hadn’t been held down, I probably would have moved down and actively wrapped my labia around Zhengxin’s glans. In an instant, I saw a hidden, smug smile on Zhengxin’s lips…I understood; he was teasing both Xiang Hui and me at the same time. "Zhengxin, I, I want..." I said. "Give it to me..." "No! You can't take his... Waaah..." Xiang Hui said. "Zhengxin, fuck me, don't wait, hurry up, fuck me with your big cock..." "Waaah... No, I'll never listen to you again, Zhengxin, you big liar... Waaah..." Zhengxin thrust his lower body forward, and the cock I had longed for slid smoothly into my very wet honey hole. Ahh, this is the feeling. Because of my long-awaited desire, the inside of my vagina began to contract with anticipation before the glans even entered. Ahh—I stuck out my tongue, tilted my head back, and finally released the pent-up moans. It didn't start with Mingqiang fingering me, nor with seeing Zhengxin fucking Xianghui. Before I even got on the bus, even before I saw the vibrating egg on Xianghui's lower body, I craved that kind of erotic filling and satisfaction—Zhengxin started moving—"Ah! Ahh…!" "Ugh…!" Our moans intertwined, surging like waves, each trying to outdo the other. I lay on my back, legs raised high, the sixteen-year-old busty girl beside me kneeling, her breasts bulging from her sides, enduring the abuse of Zhengxin and Wenlong's penises. The rhythm of their thrusts changed constantly; although it was the same act of fucking, the different "tools" produced different slapping sounds. The only certainty was that no matter the angle and rhythm at which Xiang Hui and I were being penetrated, our honeypots, flowing from the depths of our cores, were unrestrained, inherently lewd, and feigning shy, swallowing and spitting out the throbbing penises we craved. Then, my dazed eyes saw another woman's naked body—the rebellious girl Liang Qing. She took off her sailor uniform and walked over. Her body was incredibly alluring, not like Xiang Hui's delicate, large-breasted girlhood, nor like mine as a seductive married woman, but refined, well-proportioned, without an ounce of excess fat, like a female aerobics instructor. Her small breasts were adorned with nipple rings, and her ribs, sides, thighs, and hands were covered in tattoos. Most striking was the word "crazy bitch" in cursive script, arranged in two rows of arches on her abdomen. "Having fun, huh?" she said, without a hint of shyness in her eyes. Then she knelt down next to Zhengxin, licking his swaying testicles, and then licking the point where his penis met my vagina. This sudden, novel stimulation made my vagina tighten even more, and Zhengxin let out a pleasurable moan. After licking like this for a while, she stood up, wiped her tongue, which was covered in my vaginal fluid, with her hand, and then touched her own vulva with the same hand. Only then did I notice that there was a metal ring embedded in each of her labia minora.I couldn't help but imagine what kind of sexual awakening and adventures she had experienced. She walked to a chair across the aisle from me, raised one leg high, and flexibly hung it on the back of the chair, while the other leg could still be straight. She slapped her buttocks and then said to the front of the carriage, "Mingqiang, let's play." Mingqiang walked over, his favorite penis erect, and stood next to Liang Qing. He glanced at me, and without saying a word, thrust his penis into Liang Qing's honey hole and began to pump. Soon, Liang Qing joined Xiang Hui and me in our moans, only with a slightly different "style." "Ah! Oh, so good, I've wanted to do this with you for a long time, ahh—it's so thick, it can go in a little more, fuck my pussy harder, oh oh, do you like fucking my big, horny pussy with the IUD? Don't be afraid to fuck it to pieces, fuck it hard—" I watched for a while, then turned my head and found that there was a change beside me—An An came over, actually pulled out her penis and inserted it into Xiang Hui's mouth. Zheng Xin seemed to have acquiesced, and Xiang Hui didn't resist much, but you could see that she was having a hard time. She had to open her small mouth wide to accept the penis that was too big for her, and I could even see a round, mound-like protrusion on her throat as the glans went in and out, appearing and disappearing... It was so exciting to see this up close. I witnessed a pure girl falling into the infinite depravity of lust... just like what I experienced... When she got on the car with a vibrator inserted and exposed herself to the car window, Xiang Hui's lust was still completely dependent on Zheng Xin, but when she and I were raped by different people at the same time, the possibility of climbing out of the abyss of lust disappeared forever. This has nothing to do with whether she verbally consented or not. Once it happened, and she didn't strongly object, the verdict was already decided: Xiang Hui, 16, was a lewd girl. There's nothing wrong with that… Xiang Hui, you'll understand, just like me, this is our posture, our big breasts, our honey pot, developed and grew for this moment—all we should do is endure, no, not just endure, but moan and clench to please these men, to give them greater enjoyment, which is to satisfy our own lust… Seeing An An also enjoying herself, Cheng Xiaojin finally couldn't resist and walked over to Liang Qing, who was being fucked by Ming Qiang. He spread her buttocks with one hand and grabbed his beer-bottle-like penis with the other, intending to thrust it into her anus. Unexpectedly, Liang Qing reached out and "slapped" his penis open. "Cheng Gou, don't mess with me!" Liang Qing said unhappily. "How many times have I told you, if you dare touch me, I'll cut off your dick!" "Why are you so fierce! Look how hard I'm going to get hard, it won't hurt you to let me fuck you! Cousin!" What, so they were... "Go fuck someone else! I don't do incest! Mingqiang, ignore him, come again, mmm..." So that's how it is. I suddenly understood better why it was best not to expose my relationship with Mingqiang to people outside the basketball team. Liang Qing doesn't accept incest, and she has such a strong personality. If she knew I was Mingqiang's stepmother, she would definitely say something, ruining the lewd atmosphere. "Damn..." Cheng Xiaojin made a displeased expression, then turned his gaze toward me while masturbating. "Okay, come here. My mouth is so wet. I want it. I want you to shove your cock into my mouth, grab my breasts hard, I want both my holes to smell like cock..." At that moment, Mingqiang suddenly picked Liang Qing up and quickly walked to the back of the carriage. There was a row of seats at the very back with a large window above it, covered with light green curtains. He pressed Liang Qing's body down, making her kneel on the seat, her breasts pressed against the curtain, and inserted his cock again. Liang Qing groaned again. Mingqiang glanced back, and Zhengxin and Wenlong understood. They picked up Xiang Hui and me. While I was still feeling unhappy because of the momentary emptiness in my vagina, I was already like Liang Qing, my breasts pressed tightly against the curtain, while Xiang Hui was on my left. With a soft "plop," Zhengxin's cock plunged deep into my vagina again, and Xiang Hui groaned as she welcomed the cock's insertion. My hands gripped the curtain tightly, and I opened my eyes—Ah! I know, I know why Mingqiang suddenly led us to this back to fuck. It was actually two large curtains alternating, and I happened to pull the gap in the middle open a little, so I could see what was outside. Maybe it was a red light, maybe it was a traffic jam, the bus had stopped! Behind the bus, there were several cars, bicycles in the non-motorized vehicle lane, pedestrians on the side of the road, and many pairs of eyes, men and women… The thin curtain we were pressed against couldn't completely cover the lewd acts taking place inside the bus; people outside could at least see some shadows and some glimpses of our bodies through the gap in the curtain. This was much bolder and more erotic than Xiang Hui exposing her breasts while the bus was moving. I saw the driver of the bus closest to us stick his head out of the side window, his eyes wide open, showing an expression of disbelief. He wasn't looking in my direction, but rather at Xiang Hui. Xiang Hui was gripping the curtains tightly with both hands, and because of Wenlong's frantic thrusting from behind, she had unconsciously pushed the curtains up slightly. From the outside, one could definitely see her fair, tender abdomen, her navel, and the way her slender waist trembled with each impact. Ahh, so stimulating! That man must be thinking, "Am I seeing things?" Maybe others saw more, but it wasn't the whole picture, just fragments that fueled their endless lustful imaginations. Would they be unable to sleep at night? Would they recall this scene and get an erection, masturbate, or begin to release their pent-up desires while holding the woman beside them? Before I even realized these sinful thoughts, I had already uncontrollably pulled the curtains in front of me open a tiny gap… just a tiny gap, nothing more. Those close enough could see the rounded line of my right breast pressed against the glass, but they couldn't see the nipple. If anyone wanted to see it, this was a tiny bit I could offer them. Look at me, look at this tiny bit of me, imagine a woman becoming a prisoner of a penis behind the car window… And so, the three of us, different women, with our breasts pressed against the rear window, were being fucked by three men, like a scene from an adult film of group sex. The slight coolness felt on my nipples and breasts, the slight discomfort and fullness of my breasts being squeezed, my waist arching back in a seductive pose to please the men's penises, my buttocks wiggling uncontrollably—feeling the unique shape of that penis, from the glans inwards into the shaft, then expanding to the scrotum and testicles, that lewd and ferocious thing created for crushing and thrusting into a woman's vagina, gathering the most primal and impulsive power of a man's entire body. Slap, slap, the most lewd sounds, the tender flesh being ruthlessly ravaged, the moans of being released countless times, the wildness of being bound and whipped, it seemed as if the body was flying high into the sky while also clinging tightly to the ground, it seemed as if even the pores of the skin buried under the pubic hair were trembling with pleasure—the lewd cries of the three of us were completely intertwined, and it was almost impossible to tell who was who.Mmm, ahh, cock, fuck me, dick, fuck my cunt, husband, wuwu baby, am I wet? Is it good? I want more, so good, so comfortable, so horny, I love your big cock, harder, so inside, where did it go? Hurry up, spank my ass, grab my breasts, your cock is inside me, I want to be fucked every day, I'm going to die, I can't take it anymore, I love my husband's big cock so much, it hurts, no, I want more, wuwu ahhh—the car, the car, started moving. Those eyes that had participated in a bizarre voyeuristic ceremony began to move away—our three bodies went limp, sliding onto the seats and the floor. The three men who had raped us, plus An'an and Cheng Xiaojin who were watching this scene and masturbating, began to pour their semen on us. We were enveloped in a strong, pungent stench. I looked up, watching the white semen spurting from the urethral openings of those penises, one spurt after another. Time seemed to slow down. The rain of semen, intertwined on my head and breasts, mingled with the men's moans, falling onto our hair, faces, mouths, necks, breasts, stomachs, thighs, pubic hair… It was impossible to predict which part of our bodies would be covered in semen the next second, coming into contact with that familiar heat of our cunts… Our three bodies were pressed tightly together, an unconscious intimacy and embrace after the overwhelming assault. Just as men can go to prostitutes together, the three of us were being fucked simultaneously in the most extreme environment, so at this moment our bodies could only transmit warmth and tremors to each other, unable to separate. Liang Qing raised one leg, still touching herself, making moaning sounds. Xiang Hui's cheek was pressed against my shoulder. Looking at her, the most delicate and perhaps the most traumatized, I couldn't help but feel an urge to kiss her and lick the semen off her face. But I was too tired, and I didn't want to disturb her… Just then, I heard unusually clear footsteps in this lewd bus. I struggled to lift my head and saw Zhong Caining approaching. Yes, I had almost forgotten there was another woman. Had she, who had remained unmoved and elegantly reading her book, finally succumbed and accepted the baptism of these men's penises? She walked up to us. Strangely, not a single man touched her. Even the most assertive of them, Mingqiang and Zhengxin, turned away to prevent their still-swollen penises from touching her body. Especially Zhengxin, the grandson of a school board member, who arranged this bus trip and had the authority to divide the carriage into two parts with a black curtain to prevent the coach from disturbing his lustful act, would actually avoid a cheerleader… What was going on? Zhong Caining gently lifted one foot, her sole leaving her shoe—those legs encased in black stockings were so long and beautiful. If you focused your gaze on her calves and slowly moved upwards, you might even get the illusion that her legs had no boundaries. She lightly touched my labia with her toes, causing me to tremble instantly, and then she withdrew her foot. “Not bad. Try to clean everything up before we stop, after all, we still need to enter someone else’s school.” After she finished speaking, she turned around and walked back to her original seat. Later, while tidying up, Mingqiang revealed some information to me that, while not helpful in understanding her true identity, was still quite interesting: "She doesn't touch men."

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