Bus hero saves the beauty

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Last summer, I took a bus from Wenzhou back to my hometown. I was sitting in the last row, on the right side by the window. A beautiful woman sat next to me, and an older man sat by the window on the far left. There were two empty seats. The girl was about 25 years old, with straight, flowing hair, wearing a t-shirt, shorts, and flip-flops. She looked very innocent and was my type. Unfortunately, I wasn't good at striking up conversations, and we barely exchanged a few words the whole way.
Around lunchtime, the bus pulled into a restaurant. After lunch, I returned to the bus and saw the girl was already there, with a man next to her. I went back to my seat and found the man harassing the girl, asking her all sorts of questions and trying to get her contact information. The girl just gave perfunctory answers, playing on her phone and ignoring me. After a while, the man seemed bored but didn't leave; he just sat down next to the girl. I thought to myself, "Why sit in the back of the bus when there are plenty of good seats? He's definitely trying to pick up the girl, but she's ignoring him, and he's still lingering." As darkness fell, most of the passengers fell asleep. I noticed the guy was asleep too, the girl was playing on her phone, and I leaned against the window, staring blankly out the window. I soon drifted off to sleep as well. I don't know how long I slept, but when I looked out the window, it was pitch black except for two interior lights. I looked at the girl; her head was resting on the seat in front of her, probably asleep, and the guy was in the same position. But then, unexpectedly, the guy's hand was already on the girl's thigh. The girl tightly clamped her legs together, trying to push the man's hand away, but it was all in vain. The man continued to caress her thigh. I was furious. How dare he assault my goddess! Without thinking, I grabbed my phone and slammed it into his hand, then grabbed his hand and flung it away. I then put my arm around the girl's shoulder and said, "Let's switch seats."
After she sat down, I glared at the guy and said, "Are you looking for trouble? This is my friend." He looked guilty and wouldn't look at me. He took out his phone, pretended to make a call, and then went to sit in a seat a few rows ahead. I looked at the girl; she was staring blankly out the window at the darkness. To ease the awkwardness, I asked if she was alright. She shook her head, said thank you, turned to look at me, and then lowered her head. I took the opportunity to move closer to her and started chatting, mostly asking where we were from and what we did for a living. We quickly ran out of things to talk about. The bus was quiet; most people were asleep. I suggested she take a nap, and she agreed, leaning back in her seat. Watching her sleep, I slowly drifted off too. A short while later, the bus jolted me awake. I realized the girl was asleep on my shoulder. I was quite excited. Slowly, I put my arm around her shoulder and rested my head against hers. It felt wonderful. This might have woken her up; she stirred her head and sat up. I immediately pretended to be asleep, only feeling her take off her shoes, put her feet on the seat, and slide her head down my arm until she fell asleep in my lap. My heart raced, and I grew bolder. I stroked her hair with one hand and placed the other on her waist, still pretending to be asleep. The girl didn't react, seemingly accepting it. Then my hand moved down her waist to her buttocks, and then to her thighs. I opened my eyes to see her reaction, but she kept them closed, seemingly enjoying herself. I looked at her small, delicate feet and really wanted to touch them, to lick her toes, but my hand couldn't reach them. Just then, she turned over and lay flat on her back, her chest rising and falling with her breath. I could see most of her breasts and a deep cleavage from her neckline; her breasts looked at least a C-cup. Instantly, I got an erection, and my penis pressed against her back. I looked around; most people were asleep, and the lighting was dim, so I couldn't see anything clearly. I lifted her collar and saw her large breasts and flesh-colored bra. They were so beautiful! My heart immediately raced, but I didn't dare reach in and grab them. I just touched them a few times through her clothes. Just then, the bus arrived at its stop. The girl was still pretending to be asleep. I shook her shoulder to let her know we had arrived, and she finally sat up and straightened her clothes. It was already past midnight. I offered to take her home, but she said no, her mother would pick her up at the station. I had nothing to say. I packed my things and got off the bus, and she followed me off. I stayed with her until she called her mother to come pick her up, and then I took a taxi home. When I got home and showered, I masturbated. Afterwards, I regretted not reaching in and grabbing her breasts, and I even forgot to exchange WeChat contacts. This was my first time experiencing such a romantic encounter. I still savor the feeling, but unfortunately, I haven't had anything like it since.
I've only had two girlfriends, my first love and my current wife. My romantic experience is very limited, and I've never even been to a prostitute. So what might not mean to some people is a rare experience for me.

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