Bus Girl He Ying

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My home is in the city center, just a short walk from the street. In the distance, the streets are bustling with traffic. Following the flow of people, I boarded a bus heading to Wanda Plaza.

Of course, being the restless person I am, I immediately started looking around, hoping to find a pretty girl to have some fun with.

Just as the bus stopped at a stop, a girl who immediately caught my eye boarded.

She was wearing a pure blue off-the-shoulder short-sleeved top with heart patterns, white stockings, and her long black hair cascaded down her chest. Cute dimples occasionally appeared on her face; she was so beautiful, like a girl straight out of an anime. However, she was walking unsteadily, as if she could fall asleep at any moment, clearly due to staying up late.

She stumbled and staggered all the way to the back of the bus, attracting the attention of many men.

But just as the girl reached me, she tripped and fell. Luckily, I caught her, otherwise she would have fallen to the ground.

The girl thanked me and then closed her eyes again, seemingly too tired and wanting to take a nap in the car.

At this moment, I had already activated my domain, making settings and modifications within a hundred-meter radius. The passengers in the car were fortunate enough to become today's audience.

"Beautiful lady, what's your name?" I greeted the girl as I moved closer.

"Hmm? My name is He Ying." The girl seemed to be woken up by me, showing an unhappy expression and looking at me with a questioning gaze, as if asking what was wrong.

"Nothing, nothing, I just saw you looked a little tired, so I wanted to ask if you needed to lean on me and sleep for a while. Of course, I'll help you, how about it?" I kindly offered.

"That wouldn't be good, it would be too tiring for you." The girl instinctively refused, feeling that it wasn't appropriate to be so intimate so soon after meeting, and she didn't like troubling others.

"But if you don't lean on me, you'll easily fall. What if you bump into someone?" He Ying saw that I genuinely wanted to help him, so she lowered her head and thought for a moment. Besides, it really wasn't safe. Also, the boy in front of her had just helped her, and subconsciously she thought he was a very good person.

"Okay then, thank you so much. By the way, I still don't know your name." He Ying tilted her head and smiled, revealing two adorable dimples.

"My name is Lu Feng." After saying my name, I smiled too, but my smile was so wicked.

Right after I said my name, He Ying leaned lightly against me, lying directly on my chest, her head resting on my shoulder. She said to wake me up when we arrived at Wanda Plaza.

I was stunned. Opening my domain earlier was only for guidance and hypnosis; I hadn't expected He Ying to be so unguarded and so open.

I chuckled, thinking, why worry so much? A long journey, a beautiful woman by my side—isn't that wonderful?

Soon, He Ying fell asleep, her breath brushing against my neck, which excited me.

This time, I didn't directly control He Ying, but rather slightly blurred her senses and perception to see her reaction.

The bus stopped, and many more passengers boarded, squeezing us tightly together. My hand began to move, first slipping under He Ying's clothes and finding her bra, then gently unhooking it. Instantly, two small white rabbits popped out, though it was a pity I couldn't see them.

I grabbed her breasts and slowly kneaded them, occasionally pinching her nipples. Gradually, He Ying's breathing became a little uneven, and her face flushed slightly.

After my right hand had had its fill, I continued to grope downwards, finding her jeans and stopping at her crotch. I excitedly exclaimed, "This is the real deal!"

"Rip." Without any effort, I unzipped her pants and boldly slipped my hand inside, immediately touching her warm panties. I gently pulled one corner of the panties to the side and secured it with my power, thus exposing He Ying's private parts to the air, leaving them at my mercy.

I extended a finger and rubbed it back and forth between her exquisite labia majora, sometimes catching a glimpse of her clitoris, sometimes exploring deeper inside. The stimulation made He Ying breathe rapidly, and her thighs involuntarily squeezed my calves together.

After everything was ready, I unzipped my own pants, and my long-awaited penis sprang out, hitting He Ying's stomach directly, secreting fluid. Then I deliberately stepped back, and my penis found its way in, pressing stiffly against the slit in the middle of her vulva.

I glanced at He Ying's face; she was still fast asleep. This only fueled my wicked amusement. I grabbed her buttocks, and with a simultaneous thrust of my hands and waist, my penis pierced through the barrier with a soft "plop," entering her vagina. The intense pressure almost made me ejaculate.

He Ying remained asleep, her brow furrowed, her expression contorted, and she gasped for breath. Clearly, the moment had been incredibly painful for her, causing her body to react uncontrollably.

I stroked her back, and after a while, He Ying's condition improved. She had no idea she had lost her hymen and was being violated by a young boy.

Slowly, I tried to pull my penis back, but her vagina was too tight, refusing to let go. I could only pull it out with repeated thrusts, causing her pain.

"Here I come," I whispered in He Ying's ear. Then I began thrusting in and out, my penis becoming lost in the warm flesh.

"Mmm...ah..." As I was getting into the swing of things, He Ying unconsciously let out a moan, the sound echoing in the car, perfectly complementing the thrusting of our genitals, incredibly lewd.

Suddenly, due to the uneven road surface, the car jolted, causing everyone in the seats to sway back and forth. He Ying in my arms instantly turned pale, as if she had been greatly stimulated. Because at the moment the car jolted, my penis, aided by the difference in gravity, unexpectedly penetrated the uterine wall, pressing against a soft mass of flesh.

When the car came to a pothole, everyone else felt discomfort, but I experienced a kind of pleasure, because with each jolt, the glans would deeply pierce the clitoris, leaving a deep mark on the stamen.

Perhaps even God was helping me; after passing a certain stop, the road surface remained an uneven cobblestone road, which continuously brought me to the peak of pleasure. Without me moving, my penis would slide in and out of my skin on its own.

As the journey continued, He Ying gradually began to enjoy it. The continuous waves of pleasure made her body tremble uncontrollably, and saliva even trickled from the corners of her mouth. Even through the two layers of fabric, I could clearly feel her heart pounding rapidly, almost bursting out of her chest.

After another stop, the crowd thinned out, and I was a little tired, so I found a seat by the window and sat down with He Ying in my arms.

I must say, He Ying was incredibly sensitive. The moment I sat down, her body and vagina spasmed, her already tight vaginal walls contracting violently, which only made things easier for me.

Facing such a beautiful woman, I never hold back. With one hand supporting He Ying's back and the other supporting her buttocks, with a series of bumps, my lower body seemed to transform into a pile driver, thrusting deep and accurately, making the soft girl in my arms feel utterly ecstatic. I bet if she were awake, she would be in heaven.

After a while, my hands started to ache from the strenuous activity, and I couldn't play with her breasts, which left me feeling somewhat unsatisfied.

I licked the saliva from the corner of He Ying's mouth and suddenly thought of a good idea that might work. Of course, I didn't intend to use my abilities; that would be too boring.

I closed the window, yanked off my shirt, and pulled it over He Ying's head, letting her head slip inside. Then, just like putting on clothes normally, He Ying's head went straight through my collar, and she wrapped her arms around my neck from behind. From the outside, it looked strange that the two of us were wearing the same shirt and embracing.

After I removed He Ying's shirt, she was like a delicate and beautiful sex doll, held in my arms, sitting on my penis, becoming a tool for my temporary release of desire.

I then grasped one of her small, elastic breasts in each hand, feeling their shape, size, and temperature, while a rod moved back and forth in her dark, deep vagina. This comfortable massage service made me linger, as if I had forgotten everything, my mind only filled with pleasure and the taste of He Ying's body.

Every time the bus hit a bumpy section, He Ying's body would be thrown into the air for a short distance before falling back down, only to be caught steadily by Lao Er. Whenever her body swayed and fell backward due to lack of support, her clothes would pull her back, repeating this cycle several times. This aroused me to the point of wanting to ejaculate, but I held back because we were still some distance from the final stop. He Ying, however, couldn't resist; she orgasmed several times during the bumpy ride, each time soaking both of our clothes. Luckily, we had a dryer, so our pants were constantly wet and dry, and I was quite content with the routine.

Gradually, half an hour, then an hour passed, and the bus finally arrived at the final stop. The doors opened, and soon everyone got off, leaving only the two of us.

I dressed He Ying, carried her off the bus, and seeing she was still asleep, I roused her from her slumber, modified her senses again, and then tossed her upwards. Due to gravity, He Ying landed hard on my penis, which slid deep into her uterus. Instantly, thick semen shot out like bullets onto the uterine wall, without reservation.

This intense stimulation jolted He Ying awake. She rubbed her eyes, wiped the drool from her mouth, and looked around in confusion, realizing we had arrived at our destination.

"Hmm... are we here? I feel like I've slept for a long time, and why does it feel so good and hot down there? It feels like something is being poured into my body." Feeling the swelling in her abdomen, He Ying finally realized that a rod was inserted into her genitals, continuously spraying a hot, thick liquid onto her urethra, which felt incredibly pleasurable.

She reached up and touched her stomach, where there was a noticeable bulge around her navel. Then she looked at herself, confused as to why the two of them were connected, and in such a shameful position, wrapped around each other.

In an instant, He Ying seemed to understand something, and she smacked her head, annoyed at her own stupidity.

"Um… Lu Feng, thank you so much! It's really been a lot of trouble. If you hadn't used that thing to hold me in place, I probably would have fallen several more times. And thank you for massaging me for over an hour; it was really comfortable, and now I feel refreshed and not sleepy at all," He Ying said happily, while also feeling a little embarrassed for troubling him for so long.

"It's nothing, helping a beautiful woman is what I should do. Besides, your pussy is so exquisite, such a perfect vessel. It would be a shame to miss it." As I spoke, I pulled out my penis and put He Ying down. However, as soon as her feet touched the ground, she was clearly unsteady because her body had been fucked for so long, and she fell directly into my arms. It took her a while before she could walk, though her legs were a little spread apart.

"Let's add each other on QQ, see you next time!" He Ying said as she left, seemingly still missing the feeling of my penis inside her.

[The End]

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