Drunk bus encounter

That day, a friend got married. I drank a few too many drinks at the wedding banquet, and a few of my buddies dragged me to the hotel and left me there. When I woke up, it was already past 4 PM. I quickly packed my things, checked out, and took a taxi to the bus station—although there was a train, it was really inconvenient, taking more than an hour longer than a long-distance bus. So I just bought a ticket for the 5 PM bus back to Wuxi. At 4:50 PM, the station started checking tickets. It was probably the last bus; there were only about eight or nine people. I didn't know if anyone else hadn't arrived yet, but there shouldn't be many. After boarding, I found that most people were sitting in the front. I hadn't fully recovered from the alcohol from lunch, so I went straight to the back row, to the driver's side, and sat down by the window. I drew the curtains tightly, not wanting the swaying streetlights to disturb my sleep. Then I drank a few sips of water and continued my long nap. In my hazy state, I felt someone sit down next to me. I was a little surprised. With so many seats, why was someone crammed next to me, someone who smelled so much alcohol? But I couldn't be bothered to pay attention. Just then, a fragrant breeze wafted by, and a brand immediately popped into my head—Chanel. My curiosity was piqued, so I opened my eyes and took a look. And there she was—a stunningly beautiful woman! Her long, flowing black hair was slightly wavy, and her features were exquisite, especially her small, pretty nose, which immediately caught my attention. Underneath her beige trench coat was a light blue, form-fitting, midriff-baring V-neck t-shirt, clearly made of elastic, soft satin, tightly wrapping her breathtaking figure—34D, I confirmed it at a glance. I also noticed that her bra was made of soft fabric and didn't have any bra straps or padding; she must be very confident in her bust size, as her nipples were already quite prominent. Her white pleated mini-skirt barely covered her round, pert buttocks, and her flesh-colored stockings extended to the hem of the skirt. Paired with black pointed-toe shoes, she was absolutely gorgeous! When I slightly raised my head to look ahead, several guys were craning their necks and straining to turn around and stare at the beautiful woman, seemingly wanting to devour her whole. Was the woman also a little annoyed by their reaction? I shook my head disdainfully, shrank back in my chair, and prepared to continue sleeping. At that moment, the woman smiled at me, and I nodded casually, not showing any particular enthusiasm. Perhaps the air conditioning was set a little too low, because the woman didn't take off her coat; she just lifted the back of it and sat down. At that moment, I became a little suspicious. Why was she sitting next to me? There were so many seats! Could a romantic encounter be on the horizon? This thought flashed through my mind, and I quickly dismissed it, deciding to continue sleeping. The long-distance bus had already started its journey, and the sky was slowly darkening. The woman next to me took out her phone, put on her headphones, and started listening to music. I don't know how long the bus had been traveling, but suddenly I heard a loud bang on the road outside, followed by cries and screams. My sleepiness lessened a bit, but I wanted to drift off a little longer, so I didn't move. The beautiful woman next to me wanted to see what was happening outside, so she sat up to pull the curtains. That's when things got awkward—her soft, firm breasts pressed against my head. The sensation startled me, and I instinctively tilted my head up, bumping into her breasts. She had just pulled the curtains open a crack, and perhaps sensing my head pressing against her breasts, she quickly sat back down, her face slightly flushed. She probably hadn't expected this. We both felt a little embarrassed. I thought she'd probably move, but she didn't. She just lowered her head slightly, put her headphones back on, and continued listening to music. Although there had been a car accident outside, the bus wasn't affected and continued driving, soon reaching the highway. Aside from the people in front discussing the accident, there was no other noise, so I gradually drifted off to sleep. I don't know how much time passed, but my right arm felt a little numb, and since I was quite asleep, I opened my eyes. I found the beautiful woman asleep on my shoulder, soft music playing in my headphones, while everyone in front of me was also fast asleep. So I began to carefully observe the stunning beauty beside me. From my angle, I could see most of her fair breasts—they were truly beautiful. The cleavage in the middle showed how magnificent her 34D breasts were. After staring for a while, a thought involuntarily crossed my mind: "If only I could touch them!" As soon as this thought arose, my penis involuntarily rose. I moved my shoulder slightly, but the beauty didn't react at all. "I'll take it slow," I thought, and gently moved my hand towards her thigh. First, I pretended to touch it casually, but she didn't react. Then I placed the back of my hand on it, but she still didn't react. I began to slowly rub my hand back and forth on her firm thigh, but still no reaction! I suddenly placed my palm on her thigh—wow, that felt amazing! I gently rubbed it a few times, and it felt incredibly good. So I decided to take further action. I used my left hand to support her left arm, freeing my shoulder, and raised my right arm, wrapping it around her back and holding her right shoulder, pulling her into my arms. I then slipped my right hand under her armpit, remaining still and observing her reaction first. About five minutes passed, and still no reaction. So I slowly touched her breasts, feeling both nervous and excited—nervous because I feared she would wake up, and excited because I was finally about to touch those alluring breasts! She remained asleep, showing no reaction whatsoever. This emboldened me, and I gently grasped her breasts. 34D breasts! Just thinking about them was irresistible! My hand moved lightly over her breasts, but I dared not apply too much pressure, afraid of waking her, so the sensation wasn't very clear. However, after a few more minutes, she remained peacefully asleep, so I applied a little more pressure. The sensation became significantly stronger, and my erection became even more pronounced, making my pants bulge. Perhaps I was too excited, because I increased the intensity. The beautiful woman moved slightly, and now she was practically nestled in my arms. But it was only a slight movement; I couldn't see her face directly now, only her profile. I noticed her cheeks were slightly flushed, which I liked. After a while, I couldn't contain myself any longer. I needed to speed things up; even though it was a four-hour drive to Wuxi, I couldn't let it go to waste! I slowly kneaded her breasts; it felt so good. After enjoying this for a while, I wasn't satisfied. Should I reach inside? The thought crossed my mind, and I immediately began a new action, gently pinching her nipples a few times. At that moment, the beautiful woman moved again. Her right hand slid down, seemingly unconsciously but inexplicably landing on my penis. I shuddered; the feeling was incredibly stimulating. My penis stood erect in my pants, almost too much to resist. I really wanted to take the vixen in my arms right now, but I knew it wasn't the right time. This had to be done slowly, step by step was the key! My right hand quickly left her breast and placed on her waist. Knowing she wouldn't wake up anytime soon, I slipped my hand inside her t-shirt and slowly moved upwards, quickly finding her bra. My right hand first caressed her breasts a few times, then I suddenly realized the bra had a front strap—what a pleasant surprise! I found the strap and gently untied it, finally able to have direct contact with her large breasts. When I touched her small nipples, my head spun—it was so wonderful! I began to carefully caress the beautiful woman's soft, perky 34D breasts, first gently, slowly, then gradually increasing the pressure, finally settling on a pressure that felt very comfortable. For the next four hours, my penis hardened again and again, and I could see her climaxing repeatedly. It was pure bliss.

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