pretty girl on the bus

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The weather was incredibly hot that day, and the streets were filled with girls in hot pants and tank tops, a sight to behold.

Hmm? You mean what do boys wear? Please, a grown man like me wouldn't care about such things.

I don't quite remember the time, but the location is unforgettable—a bus.

As for how I ended up on that bus? Sorry, I've forgotten too.

But don't worry, I remember the most important thing.

I was sitting on the upper deck. Perhaps it wasn't rush hour, because I was the only passenger there, while there were only a handful on the lower deck.

Sitting alone on the upper deck was incredibly boring, so I pulled out a cigarette from my pocket, lit it, and casually puffed away, killing time.

After a while, the bus stopped, but it seemed there were very few passengers getting on, and it quickly started moving again.

Just then, I heard footsteps coming from the stairs.

I knew that hollow footsteps could only come from high heels, and high heels… so the person walking up must be a woman, right?

Hey, that thought immediately perked me up.

The lady I'd been waiting for finally appeared! I looked down and, sure enough, she was wearing a pair of dazzling pointed high heels.

My gaze slowly moved upwards, landing on a pair of legs that looked incredibly toned in black stockings, followed by her buttocks, encased in a gray miniskirt, firm and rounded. Looking further up, wow, her breasts were… perfect! Such curves under a white shirt—what else could it be but perfect?

Not to mention her star-like, glamorous features, paired with her business attire, creating an aura of… an aura of… elegance! Yes, elegance!

To be honest, from the moment I saw her whole body until she was right next to me, it only took a few seconds. And just as she walked up to me, this happened!

I don't know why, maybe the car was turning, but suddenly it lurched, causing my right hand, holding a cigarette, to accidentally touch the woman's calf. This accidental touch was the beginning of everything… Right after that touch, the woman screamed for about half a second. Why half a second? Well, she just realized her mistake and quickly covered her mouth.

After screaming, the woman immediately sat down on the ground. Just as I thought she had lost her balance and fallen, and was about to help her up, I noticed a puddle of water on the ground, and the source of the water… was the woman's groin!

I'm not kidding, I was genuinely terrified for a moment!

What on earth happened? It was just a slight sway of the car and a touch from my hand, and she was scared to death?

Just as I was wondering, the smell of the liquid reached my nose, and upon sniffing it… oh dear! This isn't urine at all, it's... vaginal fluid?!

This is unbelievable! How can someone be so sensitive? My hand only touched her calf!

Then, I noticed she was looking at my right hand... no! To be precise, the cigarette in my right hand! Hmm? You ask how I knew? It's just intuition, I often encounter this situation!

Even though I'm looking directly at a girl, she insists I'm looking at her breasts, and what's worse, she's always right. Actually, men sometimes have this kind of intuition too!

Looking at her strange gaze, I couldn't help but think: Could the problem be the cigarette?

So I recalled what had just happened, and upon careful consideration, I realized that when my hand accidentally touched her calf, the cigarette butt might have accidentally burned her leg.

Thinking of this, to verify my idea, I swiftly burned her leg with the cigarette butt.

"Ouch..."

Sure enough! She screamed again... Oh, no, no, that wasn't a scream, it was a groan! Haha, I never thought I'd run into such a slut! I've struck gold!

I didn't even think about why she was so sensitive to cigarette butts before carrying her to the last seat on the upper deck of the bus.

A flicker of panic and excitement flashed in her eyes: "Sir, you..." I immediately interrupted her: "No need to ask, I'm going to fuck you!" "Please don't..." Before she could finish, I interrupted her again: "Stop pretending, look how wet you are!" I placed her on the seat, casually tossed the cigarette aside, and immediately pressed down on her, sucking on her hot lips.

It was a wonderful feeling; I felt my lips melting from hers, and I felt hers melting from mine. Four melting lips, merging into one, indistinguishable from each other.

I seized the opportunity and suddenly extended my tongue. Her desire, already overflowing, responded to me as I expected. Our lips and tongues intertwined, and we could no longer distinguish one from the other.

After a long kiss, before she could catch her breath, I deftly unbuttoned her shirt. Like a madman, I relentlessly pushed my head against her breasts, roughly licking every inch of their tender flesh.

After tearing open her black lace bra with my teeth, revealing her two alluring nipples, I attacked them like a werewolf under the moon, sucking, biting, and nibbling, stimulating her until she gasped.

Then came the most important part.

I tore open her stockings near her genitals, pulled her black panties aside, and looking at her already overflowing genitals, I knew no further caresses were needed. I immediately unzipped my pants, letting my erect penis rise, and mounted her!

What a warm little hole!

Her vagina wasn't as difficult to penetrate as a virgin's, yet it didn't lack the elasticity of a street prostitute. The moment I entered, I was immediately enveloped by warm, moist fluids. The vibrant sucking of her vaginal walls gave me a taste of true, unbridled pleasure!

She, in turn, proclaimed the primal, wild moans of pleasure I could offer.

"Ah! Hold me tighter, tighter... mmm... mmm..." "Kiss me... ah... I want more..." "So good... mmm... really, really good..." "I want more... give me... I want more..." "Ah! Harder... mmm... I'm going to die!" "Cigarette... with a cigarette... burn it on my body..." Only then did I remember the cigarette's effect on her, so I picked up the fallen cigarette butt and burned it on her navel.

This was the death knell for me.

In an instant, her vagina transformed into a meat grinder, relentlessly sucking my penis inside!

There was once a controversial oil painting depicting a naked man. Nude men aren't exactly a big deal in the art world, but what's controversial is that he depicted the moment of ejaculation. This has led to much debate about whether it's pornography or art.

The artist himself was interviewed, resulting in this question-and-answer session:

"Painting the moment of a man ejaculating, what is that if not pornography?" "I didn't paint what you're saying." "Okay! Then tell me, what is it?"

"That white, shapeless thing is a man's soul. I'm just painting a moment when a man's soul leaves his body." According to that painter, my current situation could be described as experiencing my soul being forcibly extracted from my body. Even worse, my lower body is accelerating, urging the moment my soul leaves my body to arrive even sooner.

In a blur, I feel myself transforming into a raging fire, burning a forest called lust.

Just as the fire reaches its peak, a stream of water, seemingly from nowhere, pours over me. Strangely, the fire doesn't weaken; instead, it surges, breaking through the peak without limit!

Until…

the moment my soul leaves my body…

No wonder people often say that after men have a woman's body, they aren't as passionate or intense towards her. This is a misunderstanding of men. In fact, after a man's release, his mind instantly cools down, and he thinks about many things he hadn't considered before. Like me, after ejaculating, lying on top of her, panting, I suddenly remembered a problem—what if someone comes up and finds us?

But… oh well…

it's all over now, and even if someone does find out, they'll just think of us as a couple caught up in love. Of course, some observant people might notice we boarded at different stations, but it's not impossible to change that.

I glanced around absentmindedly a few times, only then realizing the next stop was my destination.

With a heavy heart, I left that beautiful lady, the lady who gave me such an unforgettable experience. And before leaving, I left her a gift, hehe… I lit all the cigarettes I had and stuffed them all into her vagina and anus at once, so the last image of her in my mind was her dripping wetness, her whole body convulsing. As the

old saying goes: "Wildfire cannot burn it all, the spring breeze brings it back to life."

Now, he could be considered "the spring water cannot run dry, the cigarette butt burns and it grows again!"

Hehe…

[The End]

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