The Unique Features of Beijing's Public Transportation (Part 1)

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Beijing. This international metropolis with a floating population of over ten million. Every day, people toil away in this massive steel and concrete metropolis. I am one of them. Although the work is hard and the salary is low, I still find a lot of enjoyment in it. For example, taking the bus and subway.
Beijing's buses and subways are notoriously crowded, especially during the morning rush hour. The sheer number of people makes you feel sweltering just looking at them. Especially in summer, the scorching sun burns the distorted air, and people become drowsy and listless in the high temperature. Even so, after waiting for ages for the bus to arrive, the crowd still rushes towards the opening doors as if they have lost their minds, as if the bus is paradise!
And yes, the bus is paradise. For many young men, squeezing onto a bus in the hot summer is tough, but in some situations, it doesn't become tough at all; it can even be quite fun.
One bus ride that I remember vividly was during the evening rush hour one summer. For some reason, the bus with the highest demand was delayed, and the bus stop was packed with impatient people waiting for it. I mingled in the crowd, idly observing the people around me. Suddenly, my eyes lit up. Not far from me, I noticed a girl in a white skirt who stood out. Her long hair shone brightly in the sunlight, and her beautiful face, partially hidden by it, was radiant and clear. Her fair skin looked exceptionally clean, and her features were delicate. Her thin lips added to her sexiness. The girl looked quite young, no more than 22 years old, and her attire was very fashionable. She wore a pink lace top with a black camisole and a white floral skirt. From my angle, her figure was incredibly alluring, with a curvaceous bust and a slender, almost impossibly thin waist. Her smooth thighs were exposed beneath her short skirt. She wasn't tall, but her legs were long and beautifully shaped—full thighs and slender calves. Although she wasn't wearing stockings, the skin on her legs was flawless, appearing incredibly smooth, creating an irresistible urge to touch them. This girl clearly had an important date; her brow furrowed, and she kept impatiently checking her phone. She was probably going to be late if the bus didn't arrive soon. Unfortunately, there weren't any taxis around; if she didn't take the bus, she'd have to walk 20 minutes to the intersection ahead to catch one. Clearly, this girl didn't want to walk that far, which was understandable; girls these days are quite delicate.
I began to slowly approach the girl with slightly malicious intent. I figured it would be difficult for her to squeeze onto the bus when it arrived, and I could help her from behind. Because of the sheer number and crowd, I couldn't move any further when I was about two meters away from the girl in the white miniskirt. I could only helplessly watch this beautiful woman so close yet unable to move. However, because I was much closer, I could clearly admire her impressive breasts. Her breasts were high and firm, and even from her cute neckline, I could see a deep cleavage. It was breathtaking.
Just as my eyes were about to pop out of their sockets, the bus everyone was waiting for finally slowly pulled up. Looking around, the bus was already packed with people. Judging from the current, even if everyone tried their best to squeeze in, the bus definitely wouldn't be able to hold everyone. Everyone knew that missing the bus meant waiting for an unknown amount of time, so before the bus had even come to a complete stop, the crowd surged towards the bus doors like a tidal wave. The girl in the white miniskirt, in a hurry, was also eager to get on the bus. She followed the crowd closely, pushing her way towards the bus door. Because I had ulterior motives, I didn't push directly towards the door. Instead, I pushed towards the back of the girl in the white skirt. With a clear goal and unwavering determination, after a struggle, I finally reached her. Due to the force of the crowd, before I could even properly admire her, I landed heavily on top of her. Since I'm sensitive to heat and always wear shorts to work in the summer, this sudden movement caused my leg to press directly against hers. The smooth, delicate skin felt incredibly soothing, instantly arousing me. However, the girl in the white skirt seemed completely oblivious; her only concern was getting on this incredibly crowded bus. Seeing that the bus was almost full and she still hadn't reached the door, I started to panic. Who knew if the next bus would be this crowded? So I started pushing the girl in the white skirt from behind. This force pushed past the two middle-aged women in front of her, and amidst a chorus of curses, I squeezed her onto the bus. Although she was inside, her legs couldn't get up the steps. One hand was on her waist, and the other was about to press down on her buttocks when an even stronger force from behind pushed us both onto the steps. My hand, misplaced, ended up pressing down on her buttocks under her skirt. We were jostled by the crowd until we reached the bus card reader. It turned out that my forceful push had inspired others eager to board, who also began pushing forcefully into the bus. The bus instantly became suffocating, filled with complaints and curses. The bus driver started to panic, shouting, "Don't break the door! Get some off, or we won't be able to close it!" Of course, no one paid him any attention. Who would be foolish enough to get off after boarding? Finally, the bus driver had to force the doors closed. The person furthest to the door fared the worst; their bag was caught outside and couldn't be pulled in.
We were both stuck near the card reader, unable to move. Her ample breasts were pressed against the card reader, and I, anticipating her predicament, had placed my other hand near it as well. My hand was now brazenly pressed against the girl in the white skirt's breasts. Her breasts were incredibly soft; I felt she was wearing a demi-cup bra, so I could easily feel the warmth of most of her nipples. My entire body was pressed against her, and my hand under her skirt remained there—there was no way to pull it back. We were firmly pinned against the card reader by the crowd. The girl in the white skirt didn't turn around after the car started moving. She could clearly feel my hand under her skirt, but she couldn't be sure if it was intentional or not. She knew how chaotic things had been, and now she was too embarrassed to talk about it. I could only feel her hips sway slightly, trying to pull her hand away. But in the crowded throng, her hips, after moving slightly, pressed against my genitals. The soft, elastic feel of her buttocks caused my penis to quickly become erect. Because of the girl's high, rounded buttocks, my penis slid between her thighs, and my hand moved to her front, pressing against her thighs. The girl in the white skirt
clearly started to tense up. She tried to turn her head to look at me, but because we were so close together, she couldn't even turn her head. Her body began to tremble slightly, and her face flushed slightly. But I could tell she was still too embarrassed to speak. I didn't dare go too far. After inserting my penis between her legs, I didn't dare move around. The hand that was pressed against her thigh didn't make any other movements, so she would think it was just an accident, not intentional.
Such a beautiful girl, now I was pressing my body against hers in such an ambiguous position. My hand was feeling her delicate skin from all angles. My penis, due to excitement, became unusually large and pressed against her incredibly soft buttocks. I felt very satisfied, and only hoped that the bus would arrive at the station later so I could enjoy it a little longer. At this moment, the bus suddenly braked sharply. The crowd screamed and staggered. I took the opportunity to insert my penis even deeper. I felt that the head of my penis was almost touching the girl in the white skirt's genitals. The hand that was pressed against her thigh also moved forward a little more, and my index finger pressed against her soft genitals, feeling a warm and moist sensation. After the bus stabilized, it began to jerk forward. I began to thrust against the girl in the white skirt in rhythm with the bus. The girl in the white skirt's body stiffened a little, seemingly at a loss. She seems a bit lost right now, but I'm pretty sure that since she's already tolerated me to this extent, she'll continue to endure it. Because the bus is moving haltingly, she can't say it was intentional on my part.

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