Summer Cabin Beauty

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May Day is over, it was ordinary and boring, I stayed home for several days straight. Yesterday a friend called and asked me to go out this afternoon to a rather remote place to run some business, which required taking a boat. This would normally be a very ordinary thing, but as soon as I stepped out of the house, I saw streets full of fair, beautiful legs, low-cut tops, and bare feet, and naturally, I couldn't calm down.

I realized that summer has arrived, and I've been staying home for so many days that I've lost track of time.

For some reason, there seemed to be an unusually large number of women on the street today, and each one had a better figure and fairer skin than the last, making my usual 15-minute walk to the boat station take a full half hour. Damn, I haven't had sex for days, and seeing all this beauty made me itchy, especially down there, but I could only look, I couldn't exactly pounce on a beautiful woman and grab her breasts and thighs, could I?

Considering that I would have to take a boat and a bus later, after much deliberation, I decided to find a woman to molest and satisfy my hunger for women after so many days without encountering one. Although it's nowhere near as satisfying as sex, at least harassing a strange woman would be a decent consolation.

After arriving at the ferry station, buying tickets, and waiting to board, it was time to find a target. Otherwise, once on board, you could just sit anywhere, and no beautiful woman would willingly sit next to you. It seems that in all my years of taking buses and ferries, I've never had a woman who sat next to me that I was satisfied with. Usually, it's either a man, an old woman, or an unattractive woman; even pretty middle-aged women are very rare. Of course, if a middle-aged woman is present and has decent looks and fair skin, I definitely won't miss her—but that's beside the point.

Looking around, I immediately identified four targets. Hehe, more people today, more choices! In summer, when choosing a beautiful woman for a quick fling, you definitely want to pick one wearing a thin skirt. Not only can you directly touch a hot butt, but it also feels much better to touch. If you're lucky, you might even find one wearing a thong—that's a huge win!

Just as I was about to confirm my target was a young girl in a yellow miniskirt, I unexpectedly saw her boyfriend come back from buying water and hug her. Damn, I had to give up.

Don't think I'm a coward, folks. While it might be more exciting to pick up girls with boyfriends around, there's a downside: things can easily go wrong. You might encounter a girl who initially seemed comfortable, but then distances herself because her boyfriend is nearby, leaving you unsatisfied and potentially causing unnecessary trouble. That's why I usually target single women – the success rate is higher, and there's a chance you'll find someone willing to cooperate!

Just then, the boarding announcement came over the loudspeaker. The other three girls I'd been eyeing were already lost in the crowded front, disappearing from my sight. I was furious. It was a rare treat – nice weather and so many scantily clad beauties – and now I'd lost all my targets.

The crowd slowly moved forward, and I couldn't even push my way through. Looking at the elderly women and middle-aged men standing around, I sighed. I could only get back on board and try to find those girls again. Even if I couldn't find them, I'd at least rub against a few women's butts.

I can only blame myself for picking the wrong person. Even if I wanted to make a move on the one with her boyfriend, it's unrealistic now. Her boyfriend, with his arms around her, is walking forward, clearly afraid his girlfriend will be groped. Damn, that's so unfair! Would it kill him to let me have a little fun with his girlfriend? Maybe you could even get a perk up watching from the side!

As I approached the ticket gate, I unconsciously turned my head and my eyes lit up: a woman who looked to be in her early thirties was jogging towards me, wearing a casual white t-shirt, quite pretty, and wearing glasses. For a moment, I felt good about her. Watching her breasts bounce up and down as she ran, I made a decision on the spot. I didn't care what she was wearing on her lower body, I just hoped it wasn't those damn jeans.

"Excuse me, could you please let me out? I forgot something," I immediately said to the people around me. The people around me made way, and I naturally squeezed through.

Silently circling to the side, I pretended to be about to have my ticket checked, then walked back to a spot a little behind the young woman. After observing her, I felt a surge of joy. She was wearing a loose-fitting dress and flesh-colored stockings. It seemed fate had finally smiled upon me! Finally, a good find had appeared.

Looking at her thin black dress and pert buttocks, I was like predator spotting its prey. I pushed past two young students and moved closer to her, standing directly behind her.

After having our tickets checked, we boarded the ship. Since we were almost the last to board, the upper cabin was already full. We went down the stairs to the lower cabin, following closely behind her, afraid of losing her again. The back of the cabin was also almost full, but there were clearly two empty double seats in the front. The young woman went straight to one of the empty seats, next to a female student. Just as she was about to sit down, damn it, I was immediately disappointed.

"Excuse me, miss, this seat is taken. He went to the restroom." The female student's words delighted me; this opportunity was hard-won!

Just then, the other double seat was taken by the last two passengers behind us, an elderly couple. I quickly moved to the next double seat and sat on the outer side. The young woman walked over, and I naturally pretended to be afraid of bumping into her, shifting my body and legs dramatically to let her sit down, my hand half-suspended in the air.

As she passed me, my left hand naturally rubbed her silk-stockinged legs with my palm, then returned to my body, as if to make it easier for her to pass. The feel was wonderful—smooth, and I could even faintly feel the warmth of her body.

The boat started moving with a bang. The young woman leaned against the window, looking at the water. Of course, I couldn't make any direct advances at first. I couldn't stop staring at her beautiful legs in flesh-colored stockings, so shapely and shapely, her small feet encased in four-inch heels. Her t-shirt, neither too low nor too high, covered her fair breasts, which were about a 34B. My lower body was aroused. I was thrilled to finally have a young woman with beautiful legs in stockings sitting next to me

. After about ten minutes, the boat became much quieter. Some people were listening to music, some were sleeping, and some were whispering. Only the constant hum of the boat was heard. I deliberately tossed a lighter near her feet, then bent down to pick it up. She flinched, but I still managed to touch her stockinged foot. I quickly pretended to be serious, picked up my things, and sat down.

Next, of course, I used my old tricks! I closed my eyes, letting my hands hang naturally at my sides. My left hand gently rested on the outside of her right thigh. The young woman shifted slightly, but it was no use, as she had been sitting all the way back from the start. Unless she turned to the side, she couldn't escape.

Perhaps thinking that this was harmless, she didn't move again, letting my hand rest on her thigh. A minute passed, and my hand began its work, gently rubbing her thigh forward and backward with the rise and fall of the boat. Because her skirt wasn't too short, I couldn't directly touch her stockings yet, so I had to adjust myself.

Although my eyes were closed, I could clearly feel the young woman turning her head to look at me from time to time. Perhaps she couldn't understand why a young man more than ten years younger than her would have any ulterior motives towards her!

After rubbing like this for a while, my penis was clearly aroused, feeling uncomfortably hard. I really wanted to lift up the young woman's thin skirt, pull down her panties, and insert myself into her tender vagina, but of course, that was unrealistic. Since that wasn't realistic, I could only let my hand do the work for my penis.

Before I knew it, my hand was already on her stockinged leg. This felt so much better; the feeling from the skirt area was nothing compared to this. I glanced at the young woman; she was clearly very uncomfortable, her face slightly flushed as she looked out the window, her body occasionally shifting to avoid my groping hand. My hand, of course, followed closely.

Logically, my next move should have been to slip my hand under her black skirt from her stockinged leg, but because there were people to my right and diagonally behind me, and the seat wasn't high enough, I was afraid of being seen and dared not make any big movements. More importantly, I wasn't sure if this fair-skinned beauty would cooperate. If I accidentally messed with a shrew, I'd be mortified.

Just as I was intensifying my efforts to fully savor the feeling of those beautiful legs, the young woman seemed unable to bear my open and forceful caressing of her legs. She actually sat up sideways, clearly not cooperating. I was about to reach over again when I noticed an old woman looking over. Whether she noticed my actions or was admiring the scenery, she simply wouldn't look away. Damn it, I couldn't move anymore. My penis was throbbing violently. Not being able to masturbate was bad enough, but now I couldn't even touch it.

Thankfully, this was a short-distance speedboat, and the boat was almost at the shore. I used this time to start thinking about how to get off the boat.

As the boat docked, the cabin became noisier. As planned, I made my pretense of being asleep even more convincing. The "thump, thump, thump" sounds were incessant. I knew most of the passengers had disembarked, and the young woman stood up as well.

"Sir, the boat has arrived. Please get up," the young woman's soft and sweet voice rang out.

"Oh, sorry." I pretended to rub my sleepy eyes, moving my legs and body outwards again, but without standing up. I wanted to act like I was tired and let her go first.

Naturally, I repeated the action of touching her stockinged legs as I got on the boat, but this time it wasn't a gentle rub. After nearly half an hour of initial getting to know her and harassing her, I knew she was a refined and elegant young woman who would never dare to argue with me.

I quickly placed my hand on her stockinged legs, reaching up and grabbing, and I actually touched her lace panties and the extremely soft and warm bottom edge of her buttocks. It turned out she was wearing stockings that reached her upper thighs, not pantyhose. This was quite a treat for me; I'd hit the jackpot.

The young woman turned her head sharply as if she'd been electrocuted, and whispered, "What are you doing?" But her voice was so soft it was like a mosquito's buzz. It was obvious she was even more unwilling to let anyone know she was being harassed by me than I was.

I pretended not to hear, quickly stood up, and walked to the aisle behind her. By then, I was the last one there, so I didn't have to worry about being noticed. Stimulated, my penis quickly swelled. Standing up, I felt much better. As I pressed against her buttocks, I felt their softness and comfort—no wonder they were the buttocks of a beautiful young woman.

My penis first pressed against her left buttock, then adjusted its position, pushing towards her cleft, and moving forward close to her. She turned her head in surprise, her face flushed, but she didn't say anything and turned away again. I thought to myself: Does her silence mean she approves? If so, I'll have to go all out and enjoy myself a little more, otherwise, after walking a few dozen steps down the passageway and getting off the ship, I won't have another chance.

I reached into my pants, pulled down my underwear, and forcefully lifted the back of her skirt, placing my penis against the lower edge of the young woman's buttocks, rubbing it hard through my trousers. In my panic, I didn't know if I had directly hit her underwear, but I knew I couldn't do anything else now; I just needed to enjoy myself a few more times. I was practically pressed against her stockinged legs, my penis swaying up and down and side to side as I moved, maximizing the pleasure from her beautiful buttocks and stockings.

The exit ladder only had four steps, but the exit was small, allowing only one person at a time, so the people in front weren't moving fast. I actually hoped they wouldn't move, so I could fully enjoy this rare beauty. Hehe!

She didn't dare make any big moves to get angry with me, only awkwardly twisting slightly and gently pushing me back with her hand. This couldn't stop my ambition! I brought my head close to her ear, peering at the barely visible cleavage through her neckline, greedily rubbing myself against her, not missing a single moment of pleasure. This pleasant experience, lasting less than a minute, was about to end with the exit, but I was at my peak. Damn, what am I going to do? What a pity, what an unsatisfying situation!

A student in front of the young woman had already quickly climbed the ladder, exited, and turned left, while she, as if relieved, gently pushed my waist, wanting to get out quickly as well. At that moment, unwilling to give up, I couldn't just abandon the idea. My head started to race, and in that instant, I made my final, crazy move.

In my excitement, I quickly unzipped my pants, pulled out my penis, and as the young woman stepped onto the first step, I seized the opportunity. I forcefully pushed her buttocks with my left hand, while my right hand moved preemptively to her breasts. The momentum caused her to lean forward, and my right

hand landed perfectly on the collar of her dress above her breast. For a moment, she was stunned and didn't even scream. But I wasn't scared. My left hand lifted the left side of her skirt and grabbed her buttocks, while my right hand reached directly into her collar, accurately unhooking her bra and touching her soft, white breast. My bare, hard penis pressed without hesitation against the edge of her panties on her right buttock, directly experiencing the excitement and stimulation of flesh against flesh.

As soon as I touched her, "Mmm… Ah!" the young woman screamed, realizing what was happening. Although the sound wasn't loud, I was terrified. If the helmsman and sailors, who had already docked the boat, came over at that moment, I would definitely be seen. Fortunately, no one came.

Seeing the look of utter surprise and embarrassment on her face, her body struggling but unable to move, I whispered in her ear, "You're so sexy!"

About three seconds after I finished speaking, in a state of tension, excitement, and anticipation, I gripped the woman's nipple tightly with my right hand, kneading her soft, white breasts, while my left hand pressed against her buttocks, thrusting forcefully against her plump rear. After two loud "slap" sounds of flesh colliding, I finally couldn't hold back any longer. I released her buttocks with my left hand and forcefully dug into her vulva between her underwear. My engorged penis, throbbing with veins, shot a thick stream of semen onto her buttocks.

As I ejaculated, the woman forcefully pushed away my hands from her breasts and ran up the stairs, while I let out a few soft "uh-uh-uh" sounds, still enjoying the chaotic and numbing sensation of ejaculation.

Looking up at the young woman's black dress and flesh-colored stockings stained with my thick white semen on the steps, listening to the receding "clack-clack-clack" of her high heels, I gradually came to my senses. As I pulled my penis away and zipped up my pants, I muttered to myself, "So good...so good..." Slowly stepping out of the cabin, I saw the driver approaching. I thought, "That was close! Just a few seconds and I would have been discovered. That would have been terrible. This wouldn't be a simple harassment issue; it could even lead to a charge of attempted rape.

" The young woman hurried ashore, almost running, and I followed behind, my heart pounding. I knew her heart must be beating faster and more nervously than mine, and her head must be spinning more.

Once ashore, I lit a cigarette, regaining a little calm. As I approached the exit, I saw a man in his forties get out of a Mercedes parked there. The young woman walked towards him; I knew he must be there to pick up her husband. My head was spinning, and just as I was about to run away, I noticed she simply smiled at her husband.

"Honey, the boat ride was so tiring!" the woman said calmly.

"Then let's get in the car quickly, you won't be tired when we get home." Thank goodness, she hadn't told her husband about being humiliated by me. My heart finally settled.

As I walked past the young woman, our eyes met, and instantly, embarrassment, anger, and fear were all written on her face. She glared at me fiercely, and I quickly looked down.

The beautiful woman got into the car, and it drove away… Why didn't she tell her husband about being humiliated and abused by me? Why didn't she immediately struggle and push me away when I pinned her on the steps? Did she secretly want to be humiliated by me?

That rich, foolish husband probably has no idea that I've roughly fondled his beautiful, elegant, fair-skinned wife. He probably doesn't know that my thick semen is currently dripping down her thighs onto her stockinged legs and feet. When he gets home tonight, he might even pick up the beautiful young woman's stockinged legs and tender feet and lick them vigorously! Perhaps he actually hopes to masturbate while watching me brutally rape his sexy wife!

Although the thought of having sex with her was unrealistic, I still feel a little regretful for not being able to penetrate her vagina!

This was definitely the fastest ejaculation I've ever had in my life; it was truly unforgettable! Recalling that scene, the feeling of my hands grasping her fair breasts and buttocks, the feeling of my fingers digging into her vagina through her panties, my penis forcefully ejaculating thick semen onto her buttocks and stockinged legs, and the tiny white marks I saw on her stockinged feet when she got into the car.

Everything happened so suddenly, yet it felt so real and thrilling.

I lowered my head and smiled silently.

[The End]

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