Light rail during scorching heat

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Last week, Shanghai was scorching hot. One afternoon, with nothing to do at home, I decided to visit a friend. Unfortunately, my car was borrowed
, so I had to take a taxi. When I arrived, we chatted for a long time, and I played with my friend for a while. Then her husband came home,
so I excused myself and went home.
As I went outside, I discovered there was a light rail station right outside her house, very convenient for getting to my place, so I decided to take it.
Because of the heat, I was dressed very lightly, just a short beige wool skirt, a sleeveless
black wool sweater with a low-cut neckline, a mid-length light gray cashmere coat over it,
boots, and black tights that exposed my buttocks, with a thong underneath. I wasn't wearing a bra.
When I got to the light rail station, I got hot and took off my coat. I got a 100% stares on the street. My
breasts aren't large, but they're still quite perky. Without a bra, my small nipples were very pointed, and with the low neckline, many guys were
walking around me.
Entering the platform, I found it crowded; it was just past 5 PM, the end of the workday. I followed the flow of people onto
the train. There were people all around me, and the smell of men's cigarettes and body odor assaulted my senses. I glanced around instinctively;
almost everyone was male. Only one woman stood in front of me with her boyfriend.
I tried to put on my coat, but it was too crowded and inconvenient; I couldn't stretch my arms. Finally, I
struggled through the crowd to pull it on. Perhaps my movements were too forceful, because as I reached for my coat, my breasts peeked out from under the low-cut
sweater , but I didn't notice.
The man to my left kept staring at me, his eyes lingering on my chest. I didn't pay attention and stared back. He
was in his thirties, probably from Shanghai, taller than me, and very muscular; the smell of cigarettes was coming from his chest. My
coat wasn't fully buttoned yet, so I slowly fastened one button. The man continued to stare at my chest.
A little resentful, I deliberately continued to stare back.
He smiled at me, pointed to my chest with his lips, and brought his lips to my earlobe. "Yours... is so
white, I love it like this."
I looked down and saw most of my breast exposed, my nipples clearly visible. My face immediately turned red, and I quickly
covered myself with my coat. I looked up at him, intending to thank him for his kind reminder, but instead saw him
smiling at me with a wicked look in his eyes. I awkwardly smiled back at him.
The bus passed a stop, and more people got on. The crowd jostled, pushing me in front of him,
where the couple was. I had to lean back. Suddenly, I felt someone
groping my coat from behind. At first, I thought it was just an unintentional touch and didn't pay much attention.
I turned to look at the man from before and saw that he was looking at me too. I still didn't react.
Then, the hand slowly moved to my buttocks. I realized something was wrong and turned back to look at him, but my lips
touched his face, which was just next to my ear. I quickly turned my head away.
The hand quickly moved downwards, touching my leg and slowly rubbing my thigh through my stockings,
sliding back and forth. I felt another hand slip inside the back slit of my coat. I instinctively tried to
move away, but there were too many people, and I couldn't move at all. Because I was wearing a short skirt, the hand quickly slipped inside
.
"...No, someone will see...you bad guy!" I didn't expect that these words would make
the rub even harder.
"Ugh..." Helpless, I bit my lip and touched the two large hands of the man rubbing my buttocks.
I pulled hard, thinking I couldn't move them at all, but the man behind me cooperated and let go of my buttocks.
I was already a little wet from his rubbing, and when he stopped, I felt the arousal subside.
Suddenly, I felt a cool sensation on my back. A hand pulled up my coat from the slit, tracing my
back to my breasts, and then pinched my nipples through the fabric with his fingers.
"Looks nice...feels pretty good too...your husband is such a waste..."
I covered my chest with my hands, hoping no one would see my breasts heaving. His other hand, however,
slipped inside my coat's slit, quickly reaching my buttocks, and without pausing,
went straight through to continue groping.
At that moment, I started to panic. I was wearing a revealing stocking and thong underneath! I pushed forward, trying
to get rid of his hand, getting even closer to the couple in front of me; I was practically pressed against the woman. I turned to look at
him; he was staring at me with lustful eyes. He opened his mouth but said something to me without making a sound: "Thong!"
Embarrassed, I squirmed a few times in front of him. His hand had already reached over my buttocks,
hooking a finger under my thong. I squeezed my legs tightly together, but still felt that
familiar . I felt a little dizzy, my body suddenly hot. I closed my eyes, trying to relax, leaning
my body entirely against the woman in front of me, afraid my body would suddenly go limp.
Seeing there was no way to escape, I helplessly relaxed completely, my tense legs spreading apart,
both hands gripping the woman in front of me tightly, my buttocks swaying with the swaying of the car. The
hand below was pulling and rubbing my thong incessantly. I felt the heat spreading from the friction area throughout my body, and I couldn't help but let out a low moan through
my teeth .
Suddenly, I felt something enter my lower body—a finger, another finger rubbing hard against my sensitive
spot . I was completely unconscious, my arms tightly wrapped around the woman in front of me. She glanced
back , saw I was a woman too, and didn't pay any attention, unaware of my unusual behavior.
Completely immersed in the pleasure of stimulation, I suddenly felt my breasts being roughly
kneaded. I opened my eyes and looked up at him. He had slipped his hands inside my coat,
reaching into the opening on my back, holding me tightly while kneading my breasts. I wrapped my right arm
around him, like a couple in love. He stared at my back with a smug and lustful gaze.
At this moment, I was completely immersed
in the frenzied pleasure of the constant thrusting of his fingers and the frantic kneading of my breasts. The thrusting became faster, the kneading more forceful, making me truly
let go . I turned and kissed him passionately. I touched his penis; even through
his pants, I could feel it was hard, seemingly ready.
He unbuttoned the back of my sweater, but instead of feeling cool, I only felt the heat of his chest.
I held him like that, his wicked hand pulling down my thong with force.
When I felt something warm again, I could clearly feel it wasn't a hand anymore, but his real
penis pushing in.
"Oh, so hard...so good...so hot, harder..." I cried out excitedly, arching my buttocks
high, my thigh muscles taut, my lower body clenching tightly. I could feel fluid running down my thighs
.
At that moment, I was completely unaware of anything, only experiencing the pleasure my body was giving me. I no longer paid attention to his expression
behind me , nor did I notice that the couple in front of me had been replaced by two men, still with their backs to
me. I don't know how
long it lasted, but I climaxed several times. When I finally came to my senses, he still hadn't ejaculated.
There weren't many people on the bus anymore. I was still holding him, and I gently pushed him back, letting his still-erect penis
withdraw from my body, the tip covered in white foam, a thin stream of clear fluid still attached to the head.
After we got off the car together, we drank some alcohol and went at it wildly on the hotel bed for a long time. He ejaculated inside me
once , but the second time he ejaculated into my mouth. I swallowed the thick, white liquid. He collapsed onto the bed, barely
managing to stand up with the help of the bed frame. He straightened his clothes, his face flushed, and walked out of the hotel.
It was already past midnight when we got home.

[The End]

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