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The most enjoyable time on the bus 

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As graduation approached, I moved all my belongings home early.
However, the school, worried about us graduates causing a ruckus, kept arranging things for us every day – ceremonies
, photo shoots, banquets – leaving me without bedding and forcing me to run home every day. Luckily, I didn't care much; running home was fine
, I could even engage in some sexual harassment along the way.
It was the day I received my diploma. That evening, I put it in my bag and took the bus home. At the first stop, I
sat in the third seat of the last row (there were five seats). A young woman with a child sat in the first
seat on the left, but they actually occupied about 1.5 seats. I immediately realized that today might be "opportunistic." The
first and second seats on the left in the last row were blocked by chairs, and I was in the third seat on the left. Since there weren't many people yet, I didn't dare sit
too close to the young woman.
Then the bus started moving, and at the next stop, many people boarded. I then sat right next to the young woman,
so the three of us only occupied two seats.
Then another middle-aged woman sat down right next to me in seat three. My heart pounded; I knew a good show
was about to unfold. But the two seats to her right were empty, and I knew I couldn't
make a move yet.
Two stops later, all the seats were taken. I carefully assessed the two women on either side, deciding on my
target.
The young woman on my left was youthful and alluring, the obvious first choice, but I didn't know how she would react to my sexual harassment
. The woman on my right, sitting so close to me despite the ample space, seemed intent on harassing me
.
If I didn't take advantage of either, the pleasure would be doubled, but the risk would also double. If I could
achieve my goal (ejaculation), harassing just one wouldn't hurt. The middle-aged woman on the right seemed safer and more secure
.
So I started touching the middle-aged woman's thigh through her skirt. She didn't
resist .
It was night, and there were chairs in front of us, and both of us had our bags on our laps. My hand
reached under her bag and touched her under her bag.
This way, no one could see what I was doing.
After touching her thighs, I touched her buttocks—they were so plump and soft! I really envied women who had such
beautiful buttocks. I even felt with my hand that she wasn't wearing underwear. A middle-aged woman not wearing underwear—how slutty! On one side was
a flirtatious young woman, and on the other was a voluptuous lady. I was tightly gripped by this "flesh clamp." I
touched her back and forth, inhaling the rich, fleshy scent emanating from the young woman. I touched the middle-aged lady's left thigh and left half of her buttocks
several times. If I felt I was about to ejaculate, I would pull my hand back to slow down before touching her again. I even thought about putting my hand under her
skirt to touch her, but in the end, I didn't. However, this was enough for me to ejaculate.
The feeling of ejaculation was like a torrential downpour that had been held back for too long. After ejaculating, I put my hand back, but
the middle-aged woman remained seated close to me, even after the seat to her right had become empty. I reached
over again and touched her, ejaculating a second time. This time, I touched her for a good forty or fifty minutes,
completely satisfying my urge to masturbate. After ejaculating twice, I felt an unprecedented sense of emptiness and comfort throughout my body,
as if even my bones were singing with joy. It felt so good! As I was getting off the bus, I touched my pants and found that even my thighs were
wet.
This was the only time I ever harassed someone and ejaculated twice, and it was the most pleasurable experience.

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