Disrespecting the goddess teacher on the bus

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One morning, I was very excited and full of energy. I couldn't sleep, so I got up early and ran to the bus stop to wait for my dream girl—Ms. Huang Lili.
Hehe, I actually caught her! When I got near the bus stop, I immediately spotted my tall, slender English teacher.
Ms. Huang Lili asked in surprise, "Lu Dahai, you live around here too?"
I nodded excitedly and replied, "Yes!"
Ms. Huang Lili smiled and asked, "Then why haven't I seen you before?"
"I used to sleep late, so I couldn't get up early. Now I'm used to it, and I'll never be late again," I said shyly. Ms. Huang Lili smiled and praised me, "Very good! Lu Dahai, I hope you can keep it up."
Just then, the bus arrived, and I followed Ms. Huang and squeezed onto the bus.
Because it was morning, during rush hour, the bus was packed with commuters and students.
Especially as we got closer to the school, more and more people squeezed in. I was very close to Ms. Huang, and the faint fragrance emanating from her made me excited. I had never been so close to her before; she was so young, so beautiful, and so alluring. I longed to embrace her beautiful body.
Seeing more and more people coming in, I pretended to be pushed and shoved, leaning further and further towards her. Finally, without thinking twice, I simply pressed my "big thing" against Ms. Huang's buttocks. The warm, soft touch made me a little intoxicated.
Because of the swaying of the vehicle, I often ended up leaning against Ms. Huang. At these times, she would always ask me with concern, "Are you alright?"
I pretended to blush and comforted her, "Teacher, I'm fine! There are so many people, it's so crowded, there's nowhere to hold onto the handrail. Did I crush you?"
Teacher Huang Lili smiled and said, "It's alright! I can handle it. I'm holding onto the handrail, you can just hold my left hand."
I never expected Teacher Huang Lili to be so kind, and I happily said, "Thank you, Teacher!"
This feeling is so wonderful! I pressed against the female teacher's back and held her left hand.
The teacher's small hand was plump, delicate, soft, and so gentle, making me feel warm and comfortable.
The crowd was moving, and the bus was swaying from time to time. I stood behind the teacher, holding her small hand tightly, but my body was still constantly bumping against her beautiful buttocks.
Teacher Huang Lili probably felt the impact on her buttocks. She bent her left hand and placed it on her lower back to block my body. However, this position made it look like I was pressing down on Teacher Huang with my left hand.
Taking advantage of the situation, I grabbed her hand and used all my strength to press against her back.
Ms. Huang Lili's body was pressed against me, leaning slightly forward. She had to desperately grip the handrail above the carriage with her right hand to maintain her balance.
I secretly watched Ms. Huang's struggle, secretly delighted.
Logically, Ms. Huang Lili should be stronger than me; on flat ground, I wouldn't dare to act recklessly.
However, now that her left hand was pinned against her back, she couldn't exert any force, while her right hand couldn't be careless;
she had to hold onto the handrail tightly. So, I took advantage of her immobility and unceremoniously reached out my groping hand, beginning to grope the beautiful body before me.
Ms. Huang Lili clearly noticed that a disgusting groping hand was wantonly caressing her round buttocks through her thin skirt.
The first time, she frowned slightly and remained silent; the second time, realizing she was being harassed by a pervert, she let out a panicked whimper.
I chuckled inwardly and feigned concern, asking, "Teacher Huang, what's wrong? Your left hand is shaking uncontrollably. Are you feeling unwell?"
Teacher Huang turned her head with an angry glare, trying to find the culprit. But my innocent smile completely blocked her view, so naturally, she found nothing. She had no choice
but to turn back. She was probably thinking, "Lu Dahai is so young, it can't be him. With so many men around, who could it be?
" I continued to sneak up on the beautiful teacher from time to time. Teacher Huang tried several times to free her left hand to catch the despicable bus pervert, but unfortunately, with her left hand behind her back, she couldn't muster any strength.
After a period of internal struggle, Ms. Huang Lili seemed to have given up on the idea of catching the culprit. Perhaps unwilling to embarrass herself in front of her students, she remained silent for a long time before muttering to herself, "Ugh! It's really uncomfortable; the bus is so crowded today!"
Actually, I was even more nervous than her. If she had shouted, I think I would have inadvertently confessed.
Fortunately, perhaps because it was the first time she had encountered such an unfortunate situation, Ms. Huang Lili panicked for a moment, unsure of how to react, and too embarrassed to shout.
Knowing this weakness of the beautiful teacher, I became bolder. My right hand caressed her high, full buttocks, stroking them while secretly watching her actions.
Seeing that Ms. Huang made no attempt to stop me, I became even more smug.
I began to blatantly violate her, inch by inch slipping my right hand inside her thin skirt, carefully approaching her thighs along the smooth feel of her silk stockings.
I could almost hear Ms. Huang Lili's silent prayer: Stop! You damned pervert—stop!
I was smug, a wicked smile playing on my lips. Through the silk stockings, my fingers explored the edge of her panties. Surprisingly, the teacher was quite adept; the fabric of her panties was pitifully thin, like a leaf, and loosely draped, suggesting she masturbated frequently. It was
practically like she wasn't wearing any underwear; her large buttocks were exposed, and the moment my fingers touched them, I felt a strong sense of realism and slipperiness.
I was incredibly excited. I hooked my index finger into the stockings and forcefully tore a large hole, immediately slipping my hand inside, caressing her most tender skin.
At that moment, I noticed Ms. Huang Lili's brows were furrowed. I thought she must be silently pleading: Please, let me go! We're almost there, please don't go any deeper!
I must admit, I was an extremely lewd and bad student. Of course, not innate, but rather a roguish air cultivated gradually from reading too many pornographic magazines during puberty.
Finally, so close to the beautiful teacher's skin, feeling her warmth and fragrance, and in such a crowded public place, enjoying the smooth touch of her baby-like skin, I was excited, thrilled, and also a little scared. My
trembling fingers couldn't resist, and began to wriggle down along the crevice of her buttocks, like caterpillars. Teacher Huang Lili must have felt very itchy; she desperately clenched her buttocks and legs, trying to stop my illegal intrusion—
But she couldn't free her hands, and it was all in vain. My fingers, like spiders crawling, infiltrated inch by inch, finally reaching the triangle area at the base of her thigh—
oh no! The bus suddenly stopped. Feeling utterly disappointed, I angrily pinched the soft flesh of the teacher's buttocks. The instant the bus stopped, Teacher Huang Lili seemed relieved; she rushed out of the bus with the crowd without looking back.
Smelling the lingering feminine fragrance on my fingers, I followed the teacher into the school, my heart filled with joy.

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