Lost love

April and May in Beijing are warm and blossoming, a truly lovely season. The air is warm but not scorching. While men in the city still wear suits and trousers, women have quietly begun to don summer clothes, creating a beautiful sight on the streets.

They move through the city, surrounded by buses passing by. Just as you're admiring a beautiful woman's figure and face, she darts onto a bus and disappears from your sight.

Actually, riding a bus is usually quite boring, but because there are beautiful women to admire every day, it doesn't feel tiring. Sometimes you can even boldly approach them and grope them, which is quite exciting. Why not give it a try? Don't blame me if you get beaten up!

As a frequent bus passenger, I've certainly seen many beautiful women and had quite a few strange encounters. If what I've described is similar to your experiences or what you've seen, it's not plagiarism, just pure coincidence!

One time, it was on my way home.

It was getting late, and crowds of people were thronging the station, jostling for seats even before the bus pulled into the station. No wonder, the bus had been driving non-stop for over half an hour. Everyone was just off work; who wouldn't want a seat to rest?

The station was now packed with three or four hundred people. Soon, they would all be on the same bus, you could be sure of it. Among them were two people constantly scanning the crowd. One was eyeing the back pockets of men and the handbags on women's shoulders. Clearly

, he was a pickpocket!

The other was me, constantly searching for pretty women. I'm not a lecher, just someone who enjoys looking at beautiful women, but this time I went a little too far.

As I was looking around, suddenly my eyes lit up! A figure appeared in my line of sight (I only saw the woman); a man and a woman were walking side by side.

Although it was only late April, she was already dressed in summer clothes. Her long, black hair cascaded down her back. She wore a light-colored, collarless, short-sleeved blouse, so short it barely covered her navel, revealing her slender waist. Below, she wore a white mini-skirt, and down her beautiful legs, she wore high-heeled shoes. She

was truly a stunning beauty! From her pretty face and her high, firm breasts to her slender waist, full hips, and long, shapely legs, she was a rare gem, one in a million (my soul was completely captivated by her)...

Suddenly, I was pushed and stumbled, snapping me out of my daze. The bus had arrived at the station.

I followed them onto the bus. Getting on the bus doesn't require pushing; the people behind you will naturally push you on! This is based on years of experience.

Do you know when people's thoughts change the fastest? Let me tell you, it's when you're squeezing onto a bus!

Those outside are thinking: "Don't close the door, just push a little harder to get on!" But once they're inside, they're thinking: "Stop pushing! Close the door and drive off!" Just some idle chatter!

After I boarded the train, I followed closely behind her. The man with her was pushed to the side, and he struggled to get to her side, but couldn't get any closer. Apparently, there was a girl between them, but she was too short to see her at first.

The train became increasingly crowded, almost suffocating. Looking through the gaps in the crowd, I could see the area below was empty; the three or four hundred people from before had all squeezed onto the train.

We were standing in the middle of two carriages, and we pushed and shoved our way to the window, where the air was a little better. I braced myself against the railing behind her, hoping she would stand in front of me so we wouldn't be jostled. But there were too many people, and I quickly lost my strength, forced to press myself against her.

She noticed too; she had been a little more relaxed before, but suddenly she was unable to move. She turned and looked at me.

"I'm sorry, it's so crowded!" I apologized.

"It's okay!" she said, quite understanding.

The car started moving. Because the road wasn't finished, the car swayed constantly. I pressed myself against her body, burying my face in her hair, greedily inhaling its fragrance, unwilling to leave. Her elastic back pressed against my chest; the feeling was indescribable.

But what drove me crazy was her buttocks, full and elastic, pressed against my lower abdomen.

With the swaying of the car, the friction, sometimes tight, sometimes loose, sometimes left, sometimes right, against my manhood, made my blood boil.

Sure enough, it wasn't long before my manhood became hard.

"What should I do? It would be so embarrassing if she found out!" I thought anxiously.

To avoid her noticing, I squeezed my buttocks back forcefully, waiting for it to soften slightly.

My bad luck struck! Suddenly, the car jolted violently, and everyone swayed. My manhood was now pressed directly against her buttocks! I quickly tightened my stomach and pulled my buttocks in. But she still noticed… She turned and glanced at me, and I blushed so deeply I couldn't speak. She smiled at me, then turned back, continuing to talk to the man as if nothing had happened.

Since I'd been discovered, I decided to stop pretending and simply pressed my penis against her buttocks, my upper body still pressed against her back.

"Thump! Thump! Thump! Thump!" We could both hear my heartbeat. Taking advantage of the swaying of the car, I lowered my arms.

My right hand, which had been supporting me, was numb and hadn't felt anything for a while, but my left hand was a little better. As the car swayed, I placed my left hand on her waist. I felt her tremble slightly, then immediately return to normal. I grew bolder, gently stroking her waist with my fingers. Her skin felt wonderful, smooth and delicate; I caressed her with all my heart. She continued as if nothing had happened, sometimes looking out the window, sometimes exchanging a few words with the man, but I heard nothing.

Since the shorter girl was to her right, I had to obediently let my right hand hang down beside her leg. Although I couldn't move my palm, I could still move my fingers without the girl noticing. I gently ran my right fingertips along the back of her thigh; this trick worked wonders, and she soon started trembling again. Ironically, the man was behind the girl, completely oblivious to this.

Suddenly, I noticed her buttocks rubbing against my penis, not just swaying with the car's movement, but actively moving on their own! This energized me, and I thrust my erect penis forward against her buttocks, while my left hand reached up from her waist and inside her shirt. Luckily, we were by the window; no one could see.

Upward, upward, and higher! Finally, my left hand reached below her breasts. I felt a nice bra, and gently pulled it down. Without restraint, her breasts bounced and swayed.

How could I let them be free? My left hand impatiently covered her left breast, my index finger constantly flicking the nipple while the other four fingers kneaded it.

"Huff!...Huff!...Huff!" She began to pant, and I felt her body growing hotter against her back, my heart pounding.

It was a pity my right hand was useless; I couldn't touch her breasts, what a shame.

Perhaps by divine intervention, the girl next to me turned around, facing the man. I was so excited! I quickly hid my hands under her skirt, this time left hand on top, right hand on the bottom, working together as I wished. But it was exhausting for her! Attacked from both above and below, she couldn't move or make a sound. The more I saw her like this, the more excited I became, and my hands became even more skillful.

After my right hand had been caressing her lower abdomen under her skirt for a while, it moved down to the cleft between her legs. Her thighs began to twitch, and I knew she was aroused. My right hand slipped inside her panties, covering her mons pubis. Her mons pubis was high, and there wasn't much pubic hair. My middle finger easily slipped into her vagina without any difficulty, while my thumb teased her clitoris. Soon, her juices flowed down my fingers.

I then repeatedly inserted and withdrew my middle finger, drawing out even more of her juices. She was aroused, almost to the point of madness.

I quickly pulled her closer with my left hand and whispered in her ear, "Keep it down!"

She nodded.

"Is it comfortable?" I asked softly, kissing her hair.

"Mmm..." she nodded.

My hand movements became more vigorous, but her panties became an obstacle, so I had to pull my right hand out and pull her panties down from her hips.

Just as I was busy with my work, the ticket seller finally managed to squeeze through the crowd to check tickets. What a nuisance! I could only use my right hand to show my monthly pass. Ugh! She still managed to check tickets in this crowd? She's not human! She's a god!

Taking advantage of the chaos as the ticket seller pushed back, I shoved her into a corner. Now there were two more people between us and her boyfriend, making it even harder for him to see us.

When my right hand returned to her short skirt, I was shocked to find that her panties, which had been in the way, had somehow broken off, forming a tattered loop around her waist. She must have done it herself when no one was looking. I gently sniffed her ear, occasionally blowing a few breaths into her ear canal, making her squirm.

"You should have taken them off a long time ago! But how did they break down there?" I teased her in a low voice.

"It hurts so much, I cut it off with eyebrow scissors. Do you like it?"

"Of course! But it's a shame to cut it off."

"Stop talking, just put it in already, it's so itchy inside!"

My fingers started moving again, and without the underwear in the way, they could move more freely.

Later, I grabbed the broken end of the underwear and shoved it into her vagina, rubbing it hard, giving her immense pleasure.

"Is it comfortable?" I asked her frequently.

"Huff... huff..." She nodded and breathed heavily, trying not to make any noise so no one would know. Enduring the intense stimulation, she could only release her overflowing desire by constantly swinging her legs. Her hands were behind her back, gripping my clothes tightly, tugging at them...

"Why don't you touch my private parts? They're so hard!" I instructed her to use her hands to service my treasure.

Sure enough, her hands, which had been hesitant and unsure where to go, were now shy about touching me. After hearing my words, she immediately began to act. Her delicate hand accurately found my zipper, unzipped it, and grasped my penis in her left hand, stroking it incessantly. Her right hand, however, reached down and caressed my testicles.

"Hoo...your hands feel so good! I love you so much!" I was also reaching my climax under her caresses.

"You're making me feel so good too! Hoo...harder! Don't stop!" She turned and looked at me tenderly.

"My penis is so swollen I can't take it anymore, I really want to fuck you! Do you want me to fuck you there?" I whispered in her ear.

"Mine is already itching unbearably, stop teasing me! My good man, please, just fuck me already!"

She turned back and looked at me lustfully, her eyes filled with desire and anticipation, waiting for my answer.

"Turn around, I'll fuck you from the front." I could finally have my way!

She obediently turned around, her arms slipping inside my clothes and tightly embracing my back, stroking it incessantly.

I lifted her right leg, pressing my body against the car window to prevent it from falling. Then, I slipped my left hand under her skirt and pressed it against her buttocks, while my right hand eagerly reached into her shirt, frantically caressing her breasts as compensation for what I'd just done.

When she looked up at me, I quickly leaned in and sealed her lips with mine. The moment our lips touched, she offered her fragrant tongue for me to savor, our tongues intertwining. Her tongue was sweet and smooth, and I kept sucking and kissing it, driving me wild with pleasure.

Below, she had already guided my penis to her entrance with her hand. I took a deep breath, thrusting my penis forward with all my might, pressing down hard on her buttocks with my left hand. Without any resistance, it plunged fully into her vagina, and I began to fuck her wildly.

Her vagina wasn't deep, and the head of my penis quickly reached her cervix. However, the opening was rather narrow, making it difficult for my penis to move in and out easily. The countless folds around her vagina created unparalleled pleasure through friction with my glans.

"Ugh! My pussy is so swollen, your cock is amazing! So thick and long, it's hitting my G-spot. Ugh!"

Her entire body was under my control, yet she was lost in the pleasure of being fucked. Forget about the nine shallow thrusts and one deep thrust; in this situation, there was no room for such formalities. All I could do was thrust hard. One goal: fuck her to death!

That's what she asked me to do.

"Ugh... Good brother! It feels so good to be fucked by you! Ugh... Fuck me harder! Yes... Don't stop!

Ugh... Ugh... Fuck me harder! I beg you to fuck me to death! Promise me!" She kept enjoying the pleasure of being manipulated by me, the pleasure emanating from her already overflowing vagina, spreading throughout her body through her nerves.

Everything around her no longer mattered; she was no longer afraid of being seen. Because she was at her most comfortable and pleasurable moment, she had ascended to heaven. And because she still wanted to continue enjoying the pleasure, she returned to earth.

She fainted and woke up several times, having forgotten everything. When she woke up, she begged in my ear, "Good brother, ugh... Fuck me harder! Fuck me to death, fuck my pussy raw... Ugh!" I didn't care about anything else, thrusting hard, trying to penetrate as deeply as possible with each stroke. I felt the head of my penis hitting her uterine wall, and she reacted clearly with each impact, which excited me even more.

"Ugh! You've hit my G-spot! I feel so good!...Ugh!" She moaned ecstatically in my ear, her moans audible only to me, enjoyed only by me.

"I can't take it anymore! I'm going to come! Fuck me, I'm going to become an immortal!" I thrust harder, pumping vigorously. After a whirlwind of passion, she reached orgasm. I thrust my penis deep inside her, stopping at her G-spot, feeling her hot vaginal fluid gushing out, soaking my glans.

With her too weak to resist, I began a new round of assault.

"Ugh!..." She fell silent, collapsing unconscious against my shoulder. My left hand was now free to caress her thighs and buttocks; her beautiful legs drove me wild with desire. Her skin was smooth as cream and incredibly elastic. My hand roamed freely over her thighs, while I continued thrusting into her vagina, though not as rapidly or fiercely as before.

After slowly inserting my penis for a while, she regained consciousness, her buttocks swaying back and forth with my thrusts.

"Baby, are you feeling better?" I asked her, leaning close to her ear.

"Mmm! Much better, your cock is amazing, it almost killed me!" she whispered sweetly, blowing and biting in my ear.

"It's not that you wanted me to fuck you to death." April and May in Beijing are springtime, with flowers blooming, making it a rather pleasant season. The air is warm but not scorching. While men in the city are still wearing suits and trousers, women have quietly begun to switch to summer clothes, creating a truly beautiful sight on the streets.

They shuttle through the city, surrounded by buses coming and going. Just as you're admiring a beautiful woman's figure and face, she darts onto a bus and disappears from your sight.

Actually, riding a bus is a rather boring thing, but because there are beautiful women to admire every day, it doesn't feel tiring. Sometimes you can even boldly go up and grope them, which is quite exciting. Why not give it a try? Don't blame me if you get beaten up!

As a frequent bus passenger, I've certainly seen many beautiful women and had quite a few strange encounters. If what I'm describing is similar to your experiences or what you've seen, it's not plagiarism, just pure coincidence!

That time, it was on my way home.

It was late, and crowds of people getting off work were crammed into the station. To grab a seat, they were already pushing and shoving before the bus even pulled into the station. No wonder, the bus had been driving non-stop for over half an hour. Everyone was just off work; who wouldn't want a seat to rest!

By this time, the station was teeming with people, numbering three or four hundred. Soon, they would all board the same train, without exception—believe it or not. Among them were two people constantly scanning the crowd: one was eyeing the back pockets of men and the handbags on women's shoulders.

It was obvious he was a pickpocket!

The other was me, constantly searching for pretty women. I'm not a lecher, just someone who enjoys looking at beautiful women, but this time I went a little too far.

As I was looking around, suddenly my eyes lit up! A figure appeared in my line of sight (I only saw the woman), a man and a woman walking side by side.

Although it was only late April, she was already dressed in summer clothes. Her long, black hair cascaded down her back, and she wore a light-colored, collarless, short-sleeved shirt, so short it barely covered her navel, revealing her slender waist. She wore a white mini-skirt, and following her beautiful legs down, she wore high-heeled shoes.

What a stunning beauty! From her pretty face and ample bosom to her slender waist, full hips, and long legs, she was a rare gem, one in a million (my soul was completely captivated by her)...

Suddenly, I was pushed and stumbled, snapping me out of my daze. The bus had arrived at the station.

I followed them onto the bus. Getting on doesn't require pushing; the people behind you naturally push you up! This is based on years of experience.

Do you know when people's thoughts change the fastest? Let me tell you, it's when squeezing onto a bus!

People outside are thinking: "Don't close the door, just push a little harder to get on!" But once they're inside, they're thinking: "Stop pushing! Close the door and drive off!" Just kidding!

After I got on, I followed her closely, but the guy with her was pushed to the side. He struggled to get next to her, but couldn't get any closer. Apparently, there was a girl between them, but because she was short, they hadn't seen her at first.

The train was getting more and more crowded, so crowded it was almost impossible to breathe. Looking out through the gaps in the crowd, there was no one left below; the three or four hundred people from before had all squeezed onto the train.

We were standing in the middle of two carriages, and we pushed and shoved our way to the window, where the air was a little better. I stood behind her, supporting myself on the handrail, hoping she would stand in front of me so we wouldn't be squeezed. But there were too many people, and I quickly lost my strength, being pushed so close to her.

She noticed too; it had been a little more relaxed before, but suddenly she was unable to move. She turned around and looked at me.

"I'm sorry, it's really too crowded!" I apologized to her.

"It's okay!" she said, quite understanding.

The train started moving. Because the road wasn't finished, the train swayed constantly. I pressed myself close to her body, burying my face in her hair, greedily inhaling its fragrance, unwilling to leave for a long time. Her back, firm and elastic, pressed against my chest; the feeling was indescribable.

But what drove me crazy was her buttocks, full and elastic, pressed against my lower abdomen.

With the swaying of the car, the friction, sometimes tight, sometimes loose, sometimes left, sometimes right, against my manhood, made my blood boil.

Sure enough, it wasn't long before my manhood became hard.

"What should I do? It would be so embarrassing if she found out!" I thought anxiously.

To avoid being discovered, I squeezed my buttocks back as hard as I could, waiting for it to soften a little before doing anything else.

My bad luck struck! Suddenly, the car jolted violently, and everyone swayed. My manhood was now pressed straight against her buttocks! I quickly tightened my stomach and buttocks. But she still noticed… She turned around and glanced at me, and I blushed, speechless. But she smiled at me and turned back, continuing to talk to the man as if nothing had happened.

Since I'd been discovered, I decided to stop pretending and simply pressed my penis against her buttocks, my upper body still pressed tightly against her back.

"Thump! Thump! Thump! Thump!" We could both hear my heartbeat. Taking advantage of the swaying of the car, I lowered my arms.

My right hand, which had been supporting me, was numb and hadn't felt anything for a while, but my left hand was a little better. As the car swayed, I placed my left hand on her waist. I felt her tremble slightly, then immediately return to normal. I grew bolder, gently stroking her waist with my fingers. Her skin felt wonderful, smooth and delicate, and I caressed her with all my heart. She continued as if nothing had happened, sometimes looking out the window, sometimes exchanging a few words with the man, but I didn't hear a word.

Since the shorter girl was on her right, I had to obediently let my right hand hang down beside her leg. Although I couldn't move my palm, I could still move my fingers without the girl noticing. My right fingertips gently traced the back of her thigh; it worked wonders, and she started trembling again in no time. Ironically, the guy behind the girl couldn't see anything.

Suddenly, I noticed her buttocks rubbing against my penis, not just swaying with the car's movement, but actively moving on their own! This energized me, and I thrust my erect penis forward against her buttocks, while my left hand reached up from her waist and inside her shirt. Luckily, we were by the window; no one could see.

Upward, upward, and higher! Finally, my left hand reached below her breasts. I felt a nice bra, and gently pulled it down. Without restraint, her breasts bounced and swayed.

I couldn't let them be free; my left hand impatiently cupped her left breast, my index finger flicking the nipple while the other four fingers kneaded it.

"Huff!...Huff!...Huff!" She began to pant, and I felt her body getting hotter and hotter against her back, my heart pounding.

It was a pity my right hand was useless; I couldn't touch her breasts. What a shame.

Perhaps by divine intervention, the girl next to me turned around, facing the man. I was so excited! I quickly hid my hands under her skirt, this time with my left hand on top and my right hand on the bottom, working together as I wished. But it was exhausting for her! Attacked from both above and below, she couldn't move or make a sound. The more I saw her like this, the more excited I became, and I worked even harder with my hands.

After touching her lower abdomen under her skirt for a while, my right hand moved down to the crevice between her legs. Her thighs began to twitch, and I knew she was aroused. My right hand slipped inside her panties, covering her mons pubis. Her mons pubis was high, and there wasn't much pubic hair. My middle finger easily slipped into her vagina without any difficulty, while my thumb teased her clitoris. Before long, her juices started flowing down my fingers.

Then I repeatedly inserted and withdrew my middle finger, drawing out even more of her juices. She was aroused, almost reaching a state of frenzy.

I quickly pulled her closer with my left arm and whispered in her ear, "Keep it down!"

She nodded.

"Is it comfortable?" I asked softly, kissing her hair.

"Mmm..." she nodded.

My movements intensified, but her underwear became an obstacle, so I had to use my right hand to pull her panties down from her hips.

Just as I was having a great time, the ticket seller squeezed through the crowd to check tickets. What a nuisance! I could only use my right hand to show my monthly pass. Ugh! She still managed to check tickets in this crowd, she's not human! She's a god.

Taking advantage of the chaos as the ticket seller pushed back, I shoved her into a corner. Now there were two more people between us and her boyfriend, making it even harder for him to see us.

When my right hand returned to her skirt, I was shocked to find that the panties that had been in the way had somehow broken off, forming a tattered loop around her waist. She must have done it herself when no one was looking. I gently sniffed her ear, occasionally blowing a few breaths into her ear canal, making her squirm and turn her head.

"You should have taken it off a long time ago! But how did it break down there?" I teased her in a low voice.

"It was too tight and hurt, so I cut it off with eyebrow scissors. Do you like it?"

"Of course! But it's a shame to cut it off."

"Stop talking, just put it in already, it's so itchy inside!"

My fingers started moving again, and without the pants in the way, they could move more freely.

Later, I grabbed the broken end of the pants and shoved it into her vagina, rubbing it hard, giving her immense pleasure.

"Is it comfortable?" I asked her frequently.

"Huff... huff..." She nodded and breathed heavily, trying not to make any loud noises so no one would know. Enduring the intense teasing, she could only release her overflowing desire by constantly swinging her legs. Her hands were behind her back, gripping my clothes tightly and tugging at them incessantly…

“Why don’t you touch me down there? It’s so tiring!” I instructed her to use her hands to service my precious thing.

Sure enough, her hands, which had been hesitant and unsure of what to do, were now moving quickly after hearing my words. Her delicate hands accurately found my zipper, unzipped it, and grasped my penis in her left hand, stroking it incessantly. Her right hand, meanwhile, reached down and caressed my testicles.

“Hoo… your hands feel so good! I love you so much!” I was also getting into the mood under her caresses.

“You’re making me feel so good too! Hoo… harder! Don’t stop!” She turned and looked at me tenderly.

“My penis is so swollen I can’t stand it anymore, I really want to fuck you! Do you want me to fuck you down there?” I whispered in her ear.

"Mine's itching unbearably too, stop teasing me! My good man, please, just fuck me already!"

She turned around and looked at me lustfully, her eyes filled with lust and anticipation, waiting for my answer.

"Turn around, I'll fuck you from the front." I could finally have my way!

She obediently turned around, her arms reaching inside my clothes to tightly hug my back, stroking me incessantly.

I lifted her right leg, pressing it against the car window so it couldn't fall, then slipped my left hand under her skirt and pressed it against her buttocks, while my right hand eagerly reached into her shirt, frantically caressing her breasts as compensation for what had just happened.

When she looked up at me, I quickly leaned in and sealed her lips with mine. The moment our lips touched, she offered her fragrant tongue for me to savor, our tongues intertwining. Her tongue was sweet and smooth, and I kept sucking and kissing it, the pleasure driving me crazy.

Below, she had already guided my penis to her opening with her hand. I took a deep breath, and with a forceful thrust, I pressed down hard on her buttocks with my left hand. Without encountering any resistance, it slid all the way into her vagina, and I began to fuck her wildly.

Her vagina wasn't deep, and the head of my penis quickly reached her cervix. However, the opening was rather narrow, making it difficult for my penis to move in and out easily. The countless folds around the opening created unparalleled pleasure through friction with the head of my penis.

"Ugh! My pussy is so swollen, your cock is amazing! So thick and long, it's all the way to my G-spot. Ugh!"

Her entire body was under my control, and she was ecstatically enjoying the pleasure of being fucked. Forget about the nine shallow thrusts and one deep thrust; in this situation, there was no room for such considerations. All I could do was thrust hard. One goal: fuck her to death!

This was what she asked me to do.

"Ugh... Good brother! It feels so good to be fucked by you! Ugh... Fuck me harder! Yes... Don't stop!

Ugh... Ugh... Fuck me harder! I beg you to fuck me to death! Promise me!" She kept enjoying the pleasure of being manipulated by me, the pleasure emanating from her already overflowing vagina, spreading throughout her body through her nerves.

Everything around her no longer mattered; she was no longer afraid of being seen. Because she was at her most comfortable and pleasurable moment, she had ascended to heaven. And because she still wanted to continue enjoying the pleasure, she returned to earth.

She fainted and woke up several times, having forgotten everything. When she woke up, she begged in my ear, "Good brother, ugh... Fuck me harder! Fuck me to death, fuck my pussy raw... Ugh!" I didn't care about anything else, thrusting hard, trying to penetrate as deeply as possible with each stroke. I felt the head of my penis hitting her uterine wall, and she reacted clearly with each impact, which excited me even more.

"Ugh! You've hit my G-spot! I feel so good!...Ugh!" She moaned ecstatically in my ear, her moans audible only to me, enjoyed only by me.

"I can't take it anymore! I'm going to come! Fuck me, I'm going to become an immortal!" I thrust harder, pumping vigorously. After a whirlwind of passion, she reached orgasm. I thrust my penis deep inside her, stopping at her G-spot, feeling her hot vaginal fluid gushing out, soaking my glans.

With her too weak to resist, I began a new round of assault.

"Ugh!..." She fell silent, collapsing unconscious against my shoulder. My left hand was now free to caress her thighs and buttocks; her beautiful legs drove me wild with desire. Her skin was smooth as cream and incredibly elastic. My hand roamed freely over her thighs, while I continued thrusting into her vagina, though not as rapidly or fiercely as before.

After a while of slow, gentle thrusting, she regained her senses, her buttocks swaying back and forth with my movements.

"Baby, are you feeling better?" I asked, leaning close to her ear.

"Mmm! Much better, your cock is amazing, it almost killed me!" she whined, blowing and biting at my ear.

"Didn't you tell me to fuck you to death? Why are you complaining now?"

"Mmm! I'm not complaining! It was my own choice not to."

"That's more like it. Sigh! I can't even kiss your nipples, what a shame!" "

You've fucked my pussy, and you're still complaining?"

"That's different!"

At this point, her hip movements became more and more exaggerated.

"What are you going to do now?"

"My pussy is starting to itch again, and this gentle thrusting doesn't relieve the itch at all. I want you to fuck me harder like before, okay? I'm begging you!"

"We're getting off the bus soon, aren't you afraid someone will see us?"

"I'm not afraid, I just want you to fuck me hard. Besides, you haven't come yet, you don't want it to end like this, right?"

I really didn't want it to end like this, just as she said. I hadn't fucked her enough. Even if I fucked such a beauty a thousand or ten thousand times, I wouldn't get tired of it.

"Okay, then take this!" After saying that, I hugged her waist tightly and started thrusting hard!

"Ugh...ugh...I feel so good!...Fuck me harder!" And so began a new round of battle, her wanton moans ringing in my ears again.

After I fucked her for another fifteen minutes, she reached her third orgasm. At the moment she ejaculated, I also reached my peak, shooting a stream of semen deep into her uterus.

My penis didn't soften after ejaculating; I kept it inside her vagina. We embraced, panting.

"How's my penis? Is it comfortable?" I asked her again.

"Of course! Let me tell you, letting you fuck me is the happiest thing in my life!" I was moved by her words and kept kissing her face.

"How do I compare to the other men who have slept with you?" I asked her.

"What do you think I am? A prostitute? A whore? You don't trust me at all!" She had just been all horny and wanton, but suddenly she became stern, staring at me resentfully, and then two lines of tears streamed down her face. I knew I had said the wrong thing and hurt her, so I quickly hugged her head and kissed away her tears.

"I'm sorry! I misunderstood you, please don't cry!"

"You know what? My heart aches when you cry, please!"

"Actually, you are my first man. I know you don't believe me, you must be thinking, 'Why didn't I touch your hymen the first time?' right?" She really guessed what I was thinking, what a powerful woman!

"Don't laugh at me after I tell you!"

"I promise."

"Once I was watching porn alone at home, and I got all wet down there. Later, when I was showering, I couldn't help but masturbate with the showerhead, and I accidentally bled."

"Watching porn alone at home, that's really something!"

"If I wasn't alone, would I be watching with a bunch of people?"

"No, I'm saying you're so horny! How does it feel to masturbate with the showerhead?" "

Of course, masturbating with the showerhead can't compare to the pleasure of your penis, but it feels especially comfortable to rinse inside with water."

We talked quietly on top, while our bodies gently rubbed and bumped against each other below.

"How many women have you slept with?" she suddenly asked me.

"Guess what?"

"You seemed to enjoy fucking me a lot, you must be really experienced! I wonder how many girls have been lucky enough to enjoy your 'treasure' before me, I bet at least ten!"

I looked up and kissed her eyes: "Like you, you're the first woman I've ever slept with! My experience comes from watching porn and reading books, theory plus practice, right? How was my practice?"

"Are you really a virgin too? I'm starting to doubt it. If it really is your first time, then your practice is pretty good!" After she finished speaking, she passionately brought her lips to me for a kiss, and I took the opportunity to stick my tongue into her mouth and let her suck on it greedily.

Suddenly, I leaned close to her ear: "I've seen movies with anal holes in them, how about we try it?"

She looked up at me with a smile: "I've seen them too, I'd love to try it, but anal holes aren't clean and there's no condom."

"It's okay, look what this is?" I pulled out a condom to show her.

The condom was given to me by my buddy a few days ago, I'd been keeping it in my pocket and just remembered it! Even if I'd thought about it earlier, I wouldn't have used it. I prefer to penetrate her directly without any barriers.

She turned around, spread her legs, and leaned against me, showing me what to do next. I put on a condom and then used my hands to pull her buttocks apart. She also used her hands to guide my penis to her anus. I thrust my lower abdomen forward. Because of the previous thrusting in her vagina, my penis was quite slippery with a lot of vaginal fluid, so it went in easily.

Of course, I then went on a series of wild thrusts, while simultaneously inserting my middle and index fingers into her vagina and stirring them around. Anal sex feels similar to vaginal sex, except that vaginal sex gets more lubricated the more you have sex, while anal sex is relatively dry.

"Ugh!...So good, don't stop...Ugh...I love you!"

"Who is that guy who got on the bus with you?"

"Ugh!...Ah...He's my...um!...College classmate, he's pursuing me...um!"

"You agreed?"

"Not finalized yet...um!...Fuck deeper!...Ugh! Yes, like that."

"But he promised...harder!...If I'm with him...he can take me abroad...um!"

"You want to go abroad? I don't want you to go! Do you hear me? Now, what are your plans?" I suddenly thrust a few times.

"Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Like that! So good!" She moaned excitedly, but didn't dare to be too loud.

"What else can I do? You've fucked me from both ends, I'm already yours, of course I'll listen to you!"

"That's right!" I pulled out my fingers from her vagina and started stimulating her clitoris.

"Do you like me rewarding you with my fingers?" Her vaginal fluids began to pour down like a flood under the onslaught of my fingers, flowing down my fingers.

"I love your reward! Oh! I'm going to come again! Quick! Fuck me a few more times!..."

Under my whirlwind of attacks, she reached orgasm again. I also felt myself about to ejaculate, so I quickly pulled out my penis, turned her around, took off the condom, and thrust into her vagina again, fucking her hard for a dozen times before ejaculating into her uterus, then straightened my clothes.

She wrapped her arms around my waist, panting, and after we embraced for a while, she spoke: "Do you love me?"

"I love you!"

"Then take me home, okay?" She looked at me with pleading eyes.

"I really want to take you with me, but I can't!"

"Why? Don't you love me?"

"Of course I love you! It's because I love you that I can't selfishly keep you here." "

I don't understand! Are you kidding me?"

"I'm not joking!"

...

"Listen to me, I'm not as capable as him, I can't let you go abroad..." "

I'll listen to you and not go abroad! Okay? Don't leave me here!"

"No way! How can you be so unambitious! You can have a better future abroad. If you stay, all I can give you is to have sex with you."

"I won't leave! I don't want anything else, I just want you to have sex with me every day!"

"Say something! I beg you, I want you to say 'Stay!'" Her eyes were fixed on me, and I didn't say anything more. Tears welled up in her eyes, and my heart broke! "

The bus has arrived at the station. Passengers who wish to disembark, please prepare to get off." The ticket seller called out at that moment.

Her boyfriend then struggled to squeeze through from the other side. I quickly pushed her away, but she clung tightly to my waist and wouldn't let go. I finally pulled her arms away and pushed her towards the man.

"Ting, it's time to get off!" It turned out her name had the character "Ting" in it.

The man called out to her and pulled her along, but Ting remained silent, just staring at me.

She was pulled out of the car, the door closed, and I regretted it!

I knew I had made the biggest mistake of my life.

I searched for her ever since, but the mistake was irreparable.

I lost my love…

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