Midnight Love

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I remember it was the summer of 2005. As usual, I boarded a long-distance bus from Guangyuan to Chengdu. The bus departed promptly at 5 PM. It was a small minibus, and not many people were on board either; the seats weren't full when the bus started moving. As the bus drove out of Guangyuan, a few more people boarded. Just as the bus left Guangyuan city, it stopped again, and two people got on. I glanced at them; they seemed to be a rural couple. The man looked to be around fifty years old, while the woman looked to be only in her thirties. By then, the bus was almost full, with only one seat left in the last row, on the far left corner. The man looked around and gestured for the woman to sit there, while he himself had to sit on the machine bag next to the driver. The bus started moving again, and the woman's husband sat next to the driver and began chatting with him. I, on the other hand, began to observe my neighbor more closely. Although she was a rural woman, she possessed a unique charm characteristic of peasant women. She was tall, and although her skin was dark, it was very smooth. What particularly captivated me were her two high, firm breasts. Because of the heat, she was sweating, and her knitted short-sleeved t-shirt was almost clinging to her full breasts; clearly, she wasn't wearing a bra. Because we were on a mountain road, the bus was constantly swaying. The minibus seats weren't very wide to begin with, and since she was strong and full-figured, and I'm not thin either, we were pressed tightly together, shoulder to shoulder. With each bump, I saw her two alluring breasts jiggling, as if beckoning me. My heart stirred, and my manhood began to stir, pushing my trousers high. At this moment, the young woman from the countryside seemed to notice me staring at her intently, and she began to slowly scrutinize me as well. When she saw my erect crotch, her face flushed slightly, she smiled gently at me, and then leaned against the back of the seat in front of her. I was captivated; I couldn't control myself. I wanted her; I didn't care about anything else. I had to have her. After a few stops, people started getting off the bus, and finally, the person in the same row to my right got off, leaving only the two of us in the back. My heart pounded. I was about to make my move. Because she was leaning there, her right breast was right in front of me. I started touching her breast with my arm, but when she didn't react, I changed to a position with my arms crossed, pressing my right hand under my left arm and gently touching it with my fingers. When she still didn't react, I felt relieved; she had given her consent. Then, I boldly reached out my right hand and slowly, freely caressed, kneaded, and rubbed her breasts. Soon, she began to react; her nipples gradually became erect. She remained lying there, which made it easier for me to caress her. Suddenly, she grabbed my hand, and I was startled. She then guided my hand inside her vest. I understood; she wanted me to touch her from the inside, perhaps for greater pleasure. Her skin was so smooth. My hand slowly moved upwards from her abdomen. Ah! Her breasts were simply irresistible. Firm yet soft, though not exactly large, they possessed a soft-yet-firm, firm-yet-soft quality that city women lacked. I closed my eyes, carefully playing with them, savoring the sensation, repeatedly and alternately pinching her nipples. Slowly, I noticed she was responding; her body was shifting restlessly, as if encouraging me to continue! It gradually grew dark. The mountain roads had no streetlights, and the car lights were off, making our movements even more convenient. When the car reached the foot of the mountain and was about to pass through a tunnel, it suddenly stopped. "Ugh! This damned tunnel, another traffic jam, everyone be patient," the driver said to everyone. My heart was brimming with joy; it was truly a stroke of luck, allowing us to enjoy ourselves a little longer. I smiled knowingly at her, and she smiled shyly back. We continued our delightful activities. Over an hour passed, and the car grew increasingly dark; we could barely see each other anymore. Just then, news came from ahead that a coal truck was stuck in the tunnel, and they were trying to find a way out, but it seemed they wouldn't be able to get through anytime soon. The people in the truck had no choice but to wait, and this long wait, ironically, provided us with the greatest convenience. I slipped my left hand under her vest from behind, stroking her back, then down to her waist, gently embracing her. With a slight pull, she nestled obediently into my arms. At that moment, my manhood flared up again. Unable to resist, I unzipped my pants and released it. I took her hand, guiding it towards my manhood, but the moment her hand touched it, she recoiled as if electrocuted. When I took her hand again, she gently grasped it and stroked it up and down. She brought her mouth close to my ear and asked lightly in her thick Shanxi accent, "Why is it so big?" I smiled and looked ahead, "Isn't his this big?" "No, it's not this big." After saying that, she bent down and took my penis into her mouth. I didn't expect her to be so willing, so I whispered to her, "Looks like you're quite the expert at sucking penises. Do you often give him one at home?" "No, he always wants me to suck it, but it's so soft in my mouth, like a big worm, it's disgusting. If it were a penis like yours, I'd be happy to suck it every day." After saying that, she gently licked my glans, urethra, and sulcus with her tongue, sending waves of tingling sensations straight to my brain. Then, she swallowed my entire penis into her mouth, moving her head up and down, playing with my penis with her mouth, while vigorously stroking it with her hand below. My hands weren't idle either, vigorously kneading her two large, firm, and soft breasts while simultaneously twisting her erect nipples. With her mouth and hands attacking from both sides, I felt a surge of heat up my back. My legs stretched straight, my muscles tensed, and an indescribable pleasure washed over me. I knew what was about to happen. She probably realized what was about to happen too; her hands tightened their kneading, but her mouth tried to leave. I immediately pressed her head down, and then, with each throbbing of my penis in her mouth, streams of semen shot into her mouth. After ejaculating, my body immediately went limp. She, still holding my penis in her mouth, lay motionless on my legs for a long time. After a while, she sucked on my now limp penis like a baby nursing, as if trying to suck out every last drop of semen. At this moment, under her gentle sucking, my penis slowly regained its masculinity, becoming even thicker and larger than before, filling her small mouth. She was startled, immediately spitting out my penis and looking up at me, whispering, "You're amazing, it's hard again so quickly. You're so naughty, you almost made me spit it out, you produced so much, I've never tasted that stuff at home." After saying that, she looked up at her husband, but it was already past ten o'clock at night, and there was nothing to see in the car, and most of the people had already fallen asleep because of the loneliness. We hugged tightly, her hand never leaving my penis, stroking it with her hand while whispering, "I love you so much, I love you so much." My hand slowly reached for her belt, and she seemed to sense something, gripping it tightly. "This won't do, if he finds out, we're finished." I whispered, "You've already sucked it, you've already eaten it, can't I even touch it?" Hearing this, she slowly loosened her belt. "You can only touch, okay?" My hand slowly moved down her abdomen. Wow! It was already a sea of moisture inside. I looked at her. "You won't let me touch you, is it because it's overflowing?" She said shyly, "It's all your fault." My hand gently explored inside. Thick pubic hair covered the top and sides of the opening, and although it was wet and sticky with vaginal fluid, it looked even more sexy. My hand continued to move down. It was a very neat vagina; just touching it made me imagine how clean it was. I gently stroked her labia majora and minora, lightly tracing the entrance of her vagina with my fingers. I wasn't in a hurry to insert them. Finally, I felt her swollen clitoris. I slowly rubbed it, and with each rub, her whole body trembled. I gradually increased the pressure, and she finally couldn't hold on any longer. She clung to me desperately, kissing me frantically to avoid moaning, her tongue swirling vigorously in my mouth. Finally, she couldn't bear it any longer. She reached out and forcefully pressed my hand, which was touching her clitoris, downwards. I obediently moved my hand to her vaginal opening, and with the help of her slippery vaginal fluid, my two fingers slid effortlessly into her vagina. After I inserted my finger, I deliberately didn't move it. Finally, she couldn't hold back any longer and pinched my penis hard: "You bad boy, why aren't you touching it?" I smiled and said, "I was afraid you couldn't take it." Then, I started touching her vagina with my finger, sometimes thrusting, sometimes rotating, sometimes pulling it out and flicking her clitoris. She hugged me tightly with both hands, pressed her lips to my ear, and moaned softly: "Good brother, you're so good at this…you're killing me…it feels so good, touch it harder…ah…don't stop…don't stop, touch my clitoris again.""...Yes, that's it...it's so beautiful...ahh...I can't take it anymore..." Suddenly, I felt a spasm in her vagina, and she seemed to freeze, clinging desperately to my neck, her eyes wide, her upper body straight, pressing her vagina tightly against my hand. I knew she had reached her climax. I inserted three fingers into her vagina, rotating and stirring them inside. At that moment, I felt a heat on my fingers, and a gush of clear fluid gushed out. She collapsed softly onto me: "How did you do that? You've torn my vagina apart! Why is so much stuff coming out? What is it? Is it blood? What should I do? I've never felt like this before." I touched her vaginal opening with my hand, then held my hand under her nose: "Smell it, is it blood?" "What is it then?" I kissed her, caressed her, and explained the physiological phenomena of a woman's orgasm to her. She asked curiously, "So, was that an orgasm just now?" I said yes. She said, "Then why haven't you ever had one in all these years of marriage?" I said, "How could that be?" She said, "It's like this every time. He says he wants to have sex, and I let him. After he's inside, he thrusts hard for three to five minutes and then he comes. I just start to feel pleasure, and then he's finished. Sometimes I'm asleep in the middle of the night, and he wants to have sex. I'm still half asleep when he goes in, and by the time I wake up, he's already ejaculated." I understood. She had an irresponsible husband. They had been married for over ten years, and she had never experienced an orgasm. If she hadn't met me today, she probably would never have known what an orgasm felt like. I sat up and looked at my watch. It was almost midnight. Looking around the car, everyone, including the driver, was asleep. I kissed her eyes, earlobes, and neck, gently biting her nipples, while my hands continued to caress her vagina and clitoris. Slowly, I noticed her breathing becoming heavier. One hand was around my neck, while the other kept stroking my penis. "Let me give you a good time, okay? Let you taste the real pleasure." "Here? I'm scared." "It's okay, look, they're all asleep. We'll be gentle." She hesitated for a moment, then didn't speak, which was tacit agreement. I had her lie face down on the seat, pulled her pants down to her knees, and knelt behind her. I inserted my already painfully hard penis into her vagina. I heard her let out a soft "oh." I said, "You have to hold on, it'll be wonderful soon." I started by gently thrusting in and out. Her vagina was truly wonderful, so tender. With each thrust, I could feel her tight vaginal walls trying to grip my penis. I gripped her hips firmly with both hands, gradually increasing the speed and depth of my thrusts. I could feel the head of my penis colliding with her cervix. With each collision, her whole body trembled. Finally, I wrapped my arms around her breasts from behind, helping her sit upright on my penis. I noticed she was almost lost in the moment, wiggling her hips and making soft "ah...ah..." sounds. I pulled my penis out of her vagina, preparing to change positions, but she immediately grabbed it, saying, "Don't pull out, I want it, I want it, hurry up and put it in." I sat on the car seat, letting her face me. She guided my penis to her vaginal opening and slowly lowered herself down. When she was about two-thirds of the way down, she said, "This won't do, it's too deep, it's uncomfortable." I told her to try again, slowly lowering herself down. Then, I gripped her waist with both hands and pushed hard, my penis plunging all the way into her vagina. I felt like my penis had entered her uterus. "You're killing me," she gasped softly, then bit my shoulder. I knew she was afraid of screaming. I began my movements, lifting her hips with my hands and gently moving upwards, then holding her waist and gently sitting down. After repeating this several times, she began to adapt and slowly started moving up and down on her own. She wrapped her arms around my neck, and my hands teased her nipples. Gradually, she increased the speed of her movements, saying as she did so, "Oh! How come your cock is so thick and big?" With soft moans, she thrust my cock deep into her vagina, her body tensing, her hands gripping my back tightly. A gush of vaginal fluid poured onto my penis, and the hot fluid stimulated my glans. I could no longer control myself, and like a water gun that had been turned on, large gushes of semen shot into her uterus. We held each other tightly like that, my cock still inside her vagina. We had no strength left to move, nor did we want to. We simply felt each other, our bodies connected. A moment later, she whispered in my ear, "I want to give you a little son, so he can have a big cock like yours." At one in the morning, the bus ahead started moving. By then, we had cleaned ourselves up, but we were still embracing and kissing, savoring the wonderful moment. Half an hour later, her husband called from the front, "Xiuyun, wake up, we need to get off up ahead." At that moment, she whispered in my ear, "Thank you for letting me know what true love is, and for letting me truly experience the climax of love. I hope I can see you again next time I take the bus." The bus stopped, and she and her husband got off. I looked back at her as she walked away, sighing. What a midnight romance on a long bus journey!

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