My Two Bus Experiences

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First, let me clarify something. My habit of "playing on public buses" might draw criticism from many, but it's undeniably an addiction. However, I have a habit: if a woman shows even a hint of rejection, I won't make a move, and I absolutely won't push her out. Please be kind with your comments. Some of these experiences are from a while ago, so the details aren't very clear. Please forgive me.

When I was in school, I didn't know these things, so I missed many crowded buses. Years later, I learned about it for the first time, which was quite an accident. It was summer, dark, and I was sitting on a double seat, one of those with tires under my feet. I was sitting on the outside when a woman, who now seems to be a young woman, got on. She was wearing a skirt that reached above her knees. The bus was empty, and she sat down next to me. I was looking down, lost in thought, when I felt something pressing against me. I looked up and saw her thigh pressed against mine. I thought I was sitting too close, so I moved away slightly. I looked up at her, and she was looking at me too. Then her thigh moved closer, and her calf rubbed against me. I stopped moving and just stayed close to her, and then she pressed her butt against mine, for about two stops. I was very nervous, and inexplicably, I reached out and gently rubbed my hand against her leg. I kept glancing at her out of the corner of my eye as I did so. She looked down at my hand, lifted her left leg and crossed it over her right. I thought she was refusing to let me touch her, and my nervousness turned to disappointment. Unexpectedly, she leaned her head against the window, and her butt continued to rub against me. Trembling, I placed my hand under her buttocks, feeling the flesh through her skirt. But the most astonishing thing was that she closed her eyes as if asleep, casually tugged at her skirt, and the skirt directly covered my hand, which ended up rubbing against her flesh. We remained silent for the rest of the journey. Looking back now, maybe we could have taken it a step further. But the first time I encountered something like this, I felt like my heart was about to jump out of my chest. I just stood there, dumbfounded, rubbing against her until she got off the bus. When she got off, I don't know if she intentionally lost her balance and sat on my lap, pressing against me a few times.
The first time passed by in a daze. This time, I became a little curious and excited about public transportation, but I didn't have the courage to do anything. Until the second time.

Around that time, I usually went to and from work around 9 pm, which was the time when people who had been shopping or playing went home. That time, I got on a rather crowded bus. When I got on, it wasn't too crowded. The seats were all full, and the carriage was about half full of people. But after two stops, it became very crowded. At the time, I didn't pay attention to what I was doing. But when I was about to get off, I realized that it was full of people. When I was about to squeeze to the door, I realized that I couldn't get through and could only stand and wait. Then there was a traffic jam in front of me. But I didn't notice that there was a young girl in front of me. Because of the crowd, I was pushed tightly against the young girl by the people behind me, feeling that softness in front of me. I instantly became aroused and then I was tightly embedded in her buttocks. I felt very embarrassed at the time. But I had nowhere to move, so I could only lean against her like that. But what I didn't expect was that the young girl moved her buttocks back and leaned her body against me. Perhaps it was instinct, but I pushed forward too. About 10 minutes later, the bus arrived at its stop. I got off like I was fleeing, not daring to look back. I only remember catching a glimpse of that little girl's flushed face as I got off.

After two such experiences, I felt it was a strange process. Then I started downloading and watching all sorts of pornographic films, all perverted ones. And thus began my bus journey.

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