Tender meat on the bus

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The family car broke down, so my brother took the bus to pick me up from school today. Mom told him to take me home by bus before we left. Looking at the crowded platform, I frowned slightly. Having someone pick me up from school every day, I had very little experience taking the bus. Watching the rush hour crowds, I used to firmly believe that I wouldn't live this kind of ordinary life forever.

I wasn't originally a vain or shallow girl. But recently, so many things have happened, and my former dignity, at such a young age, has been swept away. I, who once knew nothing, now have almost no dreams.

The arrival of the bus interrupted my thoughts. Mechanically, my brother led me by the hand, pushing me through the crowd towards the door. Apparently, there was a traffic accident along the route, and the bus was 20 minutes late. It was rush hour, and it was difficult to even get on. With the crowd surging behind us, my brother, whose hands weren't very strong to begin with, almost wrapped around my waist to push me onto the bus. After getting on, I looked around; my brother was not far away. My brother simply gestured to me, telling me not to worry. I looked around again, thinking that no one would offer me a seat as a child; I was so small, easily missed in the crowd. But just as the bus was about to start moving, a hand swiftly lifted my skirt and slipped between my legs.

"Ah!" I gasped in surprise at the sudden attack, but my voice was completely drowned out by the surrounding noise.

Before I could react, I was helplessly swept into the carriage by the crowd. As more people pushed in, I felt a hand reach out and wrap around my shoulders. I was squeezed into a corner of the carriage, with walls in front of me and to my left. The crowd pressed in layer upon layer, and the people behind me were pressed tightly against me. I was squeezed in the corner, unable to move, and the hand inside my skirt had already touched my small bottom. And so, my little bottom unknowingly showed its last bit of elasticity to the invading hand that had completely taken over it.

"Is he a pervert?" After a few seconds of blankness, I finally reacted. But those crucial few seconds had allowed the man to completely control my small body from behind.

I almost never take the bus; today was practically my first time. How could I have imagined that a child like me, on my first bus ride, would become the target of assault? But now, under the man's skillful control from behind, even if I tried to turn my head, I couldn't see behind me.

The surrounding walls and the crowd around me seemed to conspire with the pervert, tightly squeezing me, making my body completely immobile.

For a moment, my mind seemed to stop working; I didn't know how to resist the invasion from behind. In my blank mind, I could only vividly feel that incredibly hot hand wantonly kneading my bare buttocks. The strong fingers had completely sunk into my tender flesh, squeezing lightly or heavily, as if savoring the flesh and elasticity of my buttocks.

I pushed against the bus's impenetrable walls with both hands, both anxious and ashamed. Although I had been fucked by many adults recently, I never imagined such a day would come; this was so uncomfortable! A blush crept onto my fair face. My pale thighs and buttocks were being wantonly lewdly violated by a strange, large hand. My small, smooth buttocks were being gently stroked, slowly kneaded, forcefully pinched, peeled open, and then squeezed inward, rubbing back and forth, sending a wave of extreme disgust down my spine. But to get rid of the lewd hand that had crept under my skirt, I would have to lift it myself... I was incredibly ashamed and indignant, but my body, tightly suppressed, was powerless to do anything. My whole body felt as if it were being invaded by a chill, the burning fingers occupying my buttocks caressing through my mini underwear, as if trying to explore my deeper, softer bottom.

"Enough, stop!" My whole body stiffened, and I desperately squeezed my legs together. Just then, the man behind me suddenly moved slightly away from my body, and his left hand, which had been tightly gripping my shoulder, released its grip.

"Did he leave?" I breathed a slight sigh of relief from the pressure. Had something suddenly taken a turn for the better? There was no chance to catch my breath. With the sudden jolt of the car starting, I immediately realized I was wrong. That left hand gripped me tightly again. This time, I had ample time to choose. The hand was no longer through my suit jacket; it lifted my buttocks, slipping between my pulled-up top and skirt, and gripping my bare waist. The burning palm pressed against my naked skin, the fingertips almost touching my barely developed nipples.

At the same time, the man's body pressed against my back again. I immediately felt something hard and hot. Because of my small stature, it could only forcefully press against my back, and he used both hands to lift me up against the bus wall, then explored my buttocks. I was actually quite familiar with that thing, but being touched like this by a strange man filled me with intense disgust.

"How shameless!" I almost cried out, but to my surprise, the surrounding noise had already drowned out my weak screams.

Having experienced such an attack for the first time, all my bodily functions seemed to have stopped. From the moment I got on the bus until now, perhaps only half a minute has passed, but it feels like an eternity of nightmares.

The hard, burning tip has already pressed into my buttocks. The man's lower abdomen is pressed tightly against my small bottom from behind. From past experience, I immediately know that the stranger behind me is beginning to molest me with his penis.

But this thing behind me, through my thin skirt, is so incredibly hot. The tender flesh of my thighs and buttocks, under the pressure of the hard penis, vividly feels the invasion of this strange cock. Thick, hard, burning hot, and… my tender skin can almost feel its strange yet familiar shape.

The shape of the glans, strange yet palpable! The scream that had reached my lips froze deep in my throat. Now I understand, the man behind me must have let go of me to unzip his pants and pull out his penis! Now, the stranger is pressing his naked penis against me from behind. If I screamed, and everyone saw this embarrassing scene... just thinking about it made my face burn like fire.

The courage I had just mustered was instantly shattered by the man's unbridled lewdness behind me. If I twisted my body, he might think I was enjoying the touch, and I couldn't think of a way to resist.

"Okay, stop it!" My heart was pounding, and I had no strength left in my body. I was almost silently praying to the shameless attacker behind me.

But the man's invasion showed no signs of stopping. His right hand, which had slipped inside my skirt, had already torn my underwear out of shape. My naked buttocks were being rubbed and squeezed, forced to reveal their tightness and slight elasticity, and then forcefully pressed together. I knew that the man was using my buttocks to increase his pleasure.

My face was flushed, my breathing was rapid, and my body was suffering from the man's lewd invasion. My tender flesh couldn't withstand the hard impact; the unfamiliar penis shamelessly squeezed inch by inch between my tightly clenched legs. As if boasting of its powerful sexual prowess, the man's penis tilted upwards at an astonishing angle, the tip already pressing tightly against the narrow space between my pubic bones at the base of my buttocks.

The worst part was, I was still a child, not particularly long-legged or slender, and my hips were positioned rather high. I used to be proud of this, but now, I almost hated myself for being different. The man lifted me up, his penis pointing high, pressing precisely against the narrow space between my pubic bones.

Through the thin skirt and panties, the man's hot, hard penis pressed against the base of my slender legs. The two thin layers of fabric were completely ineffective; I could feel the man's thick glans rubbing directly against my labia. This unprecedented, fiery teasing made my heart pound; I wanted to resist but couldn't muster any strength. The large, thick glans pressed and rubbed against my tender flesh, as if giving me ample opportunity to savor this inescapable shame.

"It seems even larger than my brother's and father's glans," a thought suddenly occurred to me, startling me. How could I have such thoughts while being played with by a strange, lecherous man?

As I thought this, a wave of heat rose from my lower abdomen. My labia, pressed tightly against the large, hot glans, involuntarily contracted.

"No!" I immediately suppressed that fleeting thought.

Thinking of this unbearable scene, I seemed to regain a little strength. I struggled to lean forward, trying to escape my labia from the man's hard, hot glans, but he held my buttocks firmly, lifting me into the air. A chill ran between my legs as he pressed down on me again, pinning me against the wall with no room to move.

I immediately noticed something even more terrifying: taking advantage of my moment of resistance, the man's right hand, hidden inside my skirt, lifted it up to my waist. This time, his thick penis was completely in contact with my bare thighs and buttocks.

Every muscle in my body tensed instantly. Like a scalding, thick pair of tongs, the man's penis forcefully penetrated between my tightly closed legs. This time it was even more intense than before; bare skin against skin, muscle against muscle, I could clearly feel the man's hardness and size.

I felt as if the tender flesh of my inner thighs and labia were being scalded. A strange sensation spread from my lower abdomen, like receiving caresses from my father and brother.

"Ouch!" The man's legs pressed against mine, his left knee easily squeezing between Shiqing's legs. The man probably noticed my high waist; he wanted to position me with my legs spread apart, directly teasing my labia with his penis.

Absolutely not! Realizing the man's lewd intentions, I squeezed my slender legs together with all my might. But soon, I realized my resistance was futile. How could a little girl like me resist the assault of a mature man?

He pressed me tightly against the wall, rubbing his body against the curves of my thin back while using his lower abdomen to firmly hold my buttocks in place. The man twisted his waist slightly back and forth, slowly thrusting his penis between my desperately clenched legs, savoring the pleasure of my delicate flesh and the tightness of my buttocks gripping his penis. "Ah..." I realized that my clenched legs seemed to be providing the man with anal sex, and I frantically loosened my legs. The man immediately seized the opportunity, his left leg thrusting between my parted legs.

"Ah..." Realizing I'd been tricked, but with his left leg between us, my legs could no longer close.

The man pressed on, his right hand wrapping around my waist and gripping my lower abdomen, while his right leg also forcefully inserted between my legs. With a forceful push of his knees, I cried out, "Ah!" My legs were now spread wide apart, and I was now pinned down in a position as if being penetrated from behind.

The man's penis pressed directly against my now-open labia, the thick, hot glans shamelessly teasing my genitals through the thin silk of my panties.

"No!" I breathed heavily, biting my lower lip, desperately trying to cut off the strange sensation from my lower abdomen.

The man's penis seemed longer than average, easily ravaging my entire vulva. With each slow thrust of the man, his enormous penis pressed against the chaste gates of my secret garden, a jolt of electricity coursing through my back. I desperately twisted my buttocks, which he was supporting, almost crying out.

The unfamiliar penis relentlessly ravaged my shameful genitals. Reaching its deepest point, it suddenly stopped, at the clitoris, as if trying to squeeze out a tingling sensation. The thick glans pressed down forcefully.

"Ah! No!" a silent scream echoed within me. My body twitched slightly, as if trying to escape the attack on my vital parts, violently twisting my hips, but the thick glans held me firmly.

"No!" I desperately suppressed the scream that threatened to burst from my lips. To be subjected to such lewdness in a carriage full of people... disgust, humiliation, and even that couldn't express the shame and despair within me.

The erotic assault didn't stop. The left hand, tightly gripping my slender waist, continued its assault. Taking advantage of the bus's swaying, the left hand, reaching around my armpit from behind, slowly pushed up my silk bra.

"No! How dare you

do this so blatantly..." My pride prevented me from crying for help. Afraid of being seen in such an embarrassing state, I flailed my arms, trying to stop the man's hand through my clothes, but the strength of a small child was no match for the powerful intruder.

"Ah!" I gasped softly. Before I could react, the man had already pushed up my silk bra, exposing my nipples, which were immediately occupied by his evil hand. My soft, round, and delicate breasts, not yet fully developed, were immediately completely seized, and his lewd caresses were kneading the unprotected, tender nipples.

"Ouch!" I hurriedly grabbed the evil hand in front of my chest, but it was too late through my clothes.

As if to confirm I was still a child, the man greedily fondled my nipples. My undeveloped breasts, oblivious to the danger their owner faced, innocently displayed their pure tenderness under his kneading hands. His fingertips lightly stroked and rotated my nipples, and I could feel them begin to slightly erect.

"No!" I felt my face burning, biting my lower lip, desperately trying to pull away the man's lewd hands.

It felt like an electric current was spreading from my nipples; how could I react to such lewdness...? But how could this escape the notice of this seasoned pervert? The man probably noticed the erection of my sensitive nipples. Seeing my desperate defense of my nipples, he slightly tightened his waist and abdomen, and his large, erect glans, already occupying that tight space, once again pushed against my entrance. I shivered, my hair standing on end. The large glans seemed to force open my tightly closed labia, penetrating my vagina through my thin underwear.

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