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Bus mustache 

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There
's a type of woman who's just born promiscuous.
My name is Bingbing, and I've discovered that maybe I'm
one of those women. During summer vacation, because my parents were working in another city, I was left alone. One time, while shopping, I accidentally bought a pornographic DVD. It featured a man and a woman having sex intensely. I was captivated by the vigorous collisions, and later I kept buying all sorts of pornographic DVDs—nude, SM, tentacle, rape, sex slaves. I fantasized about being the female protagonist in those videos, and gradually became addicted to masturbation, to the point of no return. My technique improved, but my orgasms came later and later. Gradually, I started rubbing my labia against all sorts of sharp, angular places, and I also developed the habit of not wearing underwear. Actually, this was my perverted psychology at work; I hoped someone would accidentally see me with my thick labia—just thinking about it was incredibly stimulating.
But good days always come to an end. Today is the first day of school, and I reluctantly packed my bag and went to school. I shouldn't have come to this school, but because I filled out the form in the wrong place, I had no choice but to go to this lousy school. This school is a notorious haven for bad kids, and there are always terrible rumors about it.
Because the school is too far from my home, I have to take the bus. The buses in this city are always incredibly crowded. I squeezed onto the bus, and a stench of sweat filled the air, making me nauseous. I'm a clean girl, and I could easily take a taxi, but I had another thought in mind: bus perverts. Other girls avoid bus perverts, but I desperately want to encounter one but never do. I long for someone to do something lewd to me, and then get off the bus and never see him again, and he never sees me again.
Perhaps this is just my lustful nature at work?
My height of 1.8 meters allowed me to easily see everything happening on the bus. Actually, I didn't want to be this tall; being too tall meant few boys dared to pursue me. But when I was little, my parents always fed me various nutritional supplements, so in middle school, no boy dared to talk to me. Fortunately, all my height went into my legs; those long, slender legs captivated countless men on the street. I could imagine them fantasizing about me masturbating at night.
Just as I was wrinkling my cute little nose, inwardly complaining about the stench on the bus,
something suddenly rubbed against my butt. I turned around sharply and saw a man with a small mustache awkwardly staring at me. He deliberately took a step back. How could I let him get away with something so amusing? My first bus pervert was scared away by me like that? That would be a disservice to my title of "slut"—a title I gave myself, of course.
I positioned my buttocks against the spot he had just used to rub against me—a strong seductive signal. He was clearly moved by my boldness; his hand gripping the bus handrail was even trembling slightly. He seemed to be carefully rubbing his bulge against my buttocks with his pants. I could only feel him going faster and faster, that part getting hotter and hotter. With each start, stop, and turn of the bus, that hot thing never left my buttocks, because I could always feel that intense heat. After about two stops, roughly ten minutes, I suddenly felt an explosive, surging heat, and then it was almost over. I looked down and saw a small wet patch on his genitals. It felt so good!
I
had originally planned to take this opportunity to seduce him and play again, but unfortunately, I reached my stop. Goodbye, Mr. Mustache.
I can't imagine his expression after I got off the bus, but I know he'll be holding his penis for a long time. I like using that word to describe penis—it carries a lewd connotation.
I stood at the school gate and saw a few shady-looking guys squatting there. They kept whistling at me when they saw me. I've seen this kind of thing many times. I left them with a graceful silhouette and walked into the school.
[The End]

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