Beautiful women on the bus

This morning, before 6:30, I arrived at the bus stop opposite the Hulin Street intersection where the beautiful woman got off, waiting for her. Waves of men and women boarded the early morning buses, but the woman was nowhere to be seen.
I was feeling disappointed and annoyed that I had written on my business card yesterday that I would be waiting for her at the station today; maybe she would have seen it and decided not to board at that stop. But then, a miracle happened.
Suddenly, a tall and alluring woman appeared among the hurried commuters. Seeing her outfit today, oh my god! She was wearing a light blue silk round-neck blouse, covered by a black suit jacket, and a black mini-skirt with a slit about 15 centimeters above the knee, making her shapely, long, and fair legs even more striking. She wore black high heels, and as she walked, glimpses of her fair inner thighs were occasionally revealed, leaving the men waiting at the station speechless. My erection, which had been throbbing all night, was suddenly awakened.
I smiled at the beautiful woman, but she remained indifferent, her deep, mysterious eyes filled with boundless detachment, seemingly ignoring me. A thin top clung to her shapely figure, her face cold and aloof, as proud as ice. My breathing quickened; though I was gazing at her face, my peripheral vision caught sight of her full breasts.
The bus arrived, and as usual, I squeezed on behind her. Among the crowded passengers, a couple of lecherous men deliberately moved, their genitals brushing against her buttocks. She recoiled in disgust, but unexpectedly, she moved towards me. Though her cold gaze didn't meet mine, it naturally met mine face-to-face in the jostling crowd.
My chest rubbed against her familiar mounds of flesh once more. To my surprise, I noticed she wasn't wearing a bra. Our thighs were pressed together, and I could feel the warmth of her thigh against mine. I couldn't tell if she had moved to face me intentionally or unintentionally, because her gaze remained cold and indifferent throughout, never even glancing at me.
Suddenly, she unbuttoned the top two buttons of her blouse, allowing my gaze to easily penetrate her neckline. I finally saw her naked upper body clearly. I couldn't believe my eyes. Could such a perfect body exist? Every inch of her skin, every pore, every curve, every hollow was perfect. Her translucent, delicate breasts, their perfectly hemispherical shape, their ivory-white skin, their delicate, rounded, crimson nipples, and their slightly trembling, alluring posture captivated me. Those young girl's tender breasts were not only large, but also, in terms of color, shape, and elasticity, were the cream of the crop. Her cone-shaped, smooth breasts were not only crystal clear and white with a smooth and delicate texture, but also remarkably firm and symmetrical in shape. The two small, round, bright red nipples were dazzling, instantly reminiscent of ripe cherries in a forest. Her breasts were incredibly elastic; even a gentle touch could produce a delicate tremor. Although the beauty undoubtedly retained her tender and alluring virginity, these breasts, beautiful enough to drive any man mad, exuded boundless charm and mature allure, like a pair of delicious, juicy fruits waiting to be plucked. My eyes remained fixed on the two erect, red, and incredibly delicate nipples at the tips of her breasts.
Tentatively, quietly and nervously, I pressed my already erect penis against her protruding vulva. Unexpectedly, although she didn't look at me, she seemed to understand, thrusting her mons pubis in response to the friction of my penis. In an instant, I could no longer hear the noise around me; I was solely focused on thrusting my penis and enjoying the pleasure of our genitals rubbing against each other amidst the jostling crowd. Her alluring thighs opened again, just like yesterday, her beautiful legs clamping my right leg, making my penis even closer to her vulva.
I wrapped one arm around her waist, and with the other, I quickly lifted her short skirt and slipped it between her long legs. Beneath her elegant white-collar skirt, my large hand was wantonly caressing her full, snow-white thighs and buttocks. Her round, smooth buttocks were gently caressed, slowly kneaded, forcefully pinched, peeled open, and then squeezed inward, rubbed back and forth. My hot fingers, occupying her beautiful buttocks, caressed her through her panties, as if trying to explore the deeper, softer bottom of this beauty.
Because she was wearing a super short mini-skirt with a front slit today, I could clearly feel the warmth of her vulva through the thin trousers. I couldn't help but reach out my right hand and slip it between our pressed penises and vulva, inserting it through the slit of the narrow skirt.
She was wearing the same two-piece transparent stockings as yesterday. My fingers touched the soft skin between her inner thighs and her panties. Her panties were soaked with the honey-like fluid flowing from her vagina. Physiological excitement made my heart beat faster immediately. I pinched a small tuft of thick, dark pubic hair between her index and middle fingers from her panties.
The beautiful woman suddenly let out a soft moan, reaching out to grab my hand tightly, trying to pull it away. I complied, slowly withdrawing my hand from under her crotch, while simultaneously unzipping my trousers. Boldly, I pulled out my erect penis, its swollen, purplish-red head thrusting into the slit of her skirt. My thick, warm penis pressed against her soft, smooth thighs, against the bulging vulva beneath her transparent panties. The hard, burning tip had already penetrated the base of her penis. My lower abdomen pressed tightly against the woman's full, fleshy belly, the tender flesh between her thighs, under the pressure of my erect penis, vividly felt the invasion of this unfamiliar member. Thick, hard, burning hot, and… the woman's tender skin could almost feel the unfamiliar shape.
Her face flushed, her breathing rapid, her chaste body suffering my lewd invasion. Her supple, tender flesh couldn't withstand the impact of my erect penis. My penis shamelessly squeezed inch by inch between her tightly clenched legs. My penis tilted upwards at a surprising angle, the tip pressing firmly against the narrow space between her pubic bones.
Her transparent panties were soft, elastic, and as thin as gauze. Perhaps feeling the warmth of my large penis between her thighs, the smooth muscles on her inner thighs twitched slightly. I could clearly feel my large glans pressing against her slightly concave vaginal opening through the thin gauze, already soaked with her vaginal fluids.
I inserted my left leg between her legs, and then my right leg forcefully between Nie Lingyu's legs as well. With a forceful push of my knees, the beauty cried out, her legs now spread wide apart, as if I were penetrating her from the front. All the muscles in her body tensed instantly. Like a scalding, thick pair of tongs, my penis forcefully penetrated between her tightly closed legs. Naked skin against skin, muscle against muscle, the beautiful woman vividly felt my hardness and size. She felt as if the tender flesh of her inner thighs and labia were about to melt. A strange sensation spread from her lower abdomen as my penis pressed directly against her already parted labia. Through the thin silk of her panties, the large, burning glans teased her pure lips.
I reached my other hand behind her full, slightly upturned buttocks, forcefully pressing her lower body against my penis. This close contact aroused both of us simultaneously, and we silently thrust our genitals together, rubbing intensely. Her beautiful legs intertwined and rubbed against my thighs once more. My penis stood erect, pressing precisely between her hidden pubic bones.
My penis seemed longer than average, easily ravaging her entire garden. With each slow thrust, my enormous penis pressed against the chaste gates of the beauty's secret garden, a surge of electricity coursing through her back. The beauty strained to stand on tiptoe, almost crying out.
My penis relentlessly savored the beauty's shameful secret place. Reaching the deepest point, I suddenly stopped—the location of her clitoris—as if trying to squeeze out the tingling sensation. My thick glans pressed forcefully.
The beauty closed her eyes, not daring to look at me, her lips slightly parted as she breathed softly, enjoying the pleasure of our genitals rubbing together. Her most sensitive clitoris was forced to offer its pure nectar, and my now even thicker penis seized the opportunity, its pulsating, enormous glans pressing tightly against the wet, moist entrance. At that moment, my large glans felt as if the pink petals of her labia had parted, my enormous glans pressing tightly against the wet, moist entrance. Taking advantage of the slippery vaginal fluid, I forcefully thrust my glans inside, pushing about half an inch into her vagina through the soft and elastic fabric of her panties.
The beautiful woman opened her mouth to scream, then covered it again. Looking at the pained expression on her face, could it be that her vagina had never been opened by a man before? Perhaps! My large glans, still attached to her thin gauze panties, was tightly gripped by her untouched petals. The tender flesh around her labia contracted strongly, almost squeezing out the semen I had held back all night.
She clenched her pearly white teeth, enduring the tearing pain in her lower body, and pushed against my waist with both hands. I was blinded by intense lust and ignored her resistance. Instead of holding her buttocks, I forcefully pressed her vulva against my penis. What was originally her beautiful legs clamping my right thigh had now become my legs entwined around her right thigh, preventing her from escaping.
Through her elastic thin gauze panties, I plunged the tip of my large glans into the tight entrance of her honeyed lips. My glans, through her panties, played with the area around the entrance to her honeypot, savoring the pleasure of the tender flesh clenching and rubbing against it. Then, with a little force, my hot penis began to squeeze into her honeypot through her panties. Her tight honeypot immediately felt the intrusion of my large penis, thrusting in and out quickly, half an inch deep into her vagina. Seeing that her resistance was futile, she gritted her teeth, turned her head away from me, her face flushed, and breathed heavily. Her eyes pleaded with me not to go any deeper. Was she really an undeflowered virgin? I couldn't feel her hymen through her panties. But I respected her request and only squeezed the glans into her honeypot.
At this moment, the bus came to the uneven road surface caused by the subway construction yesterday. The vibration of the bus caused our shallow thrusting genitals to rub even more. Her hands gripped my waist tightly again, and she bit her pearly teeth to keep herself from losing control. Her long, beautiful legs, which I had entwined around, tensed as if in a spasm, her supple, elastic muscles twitching incessantly. A surge of heat flowed from her vagina, the slightly hot vaginal fluid seeping through her soft, sheer panties and onto my glans—she had reached orgasm. Stimulated
by her hot vaginal fluid, I excitedly thrust my glans, still covered by the soft fabric of her panties, into her vagina about half an inch deep. The ridge of my glans was tightly gripped by the tender flesh of her labia. The beautiful woman's vagina, in the throes of orgasm, contracted rapidly, sucking and drawing in the intense pleasure. My scalp tingled, my spine trembled, and the thick, viscous semen that had accumulated overnight erupted, making her sheer panties sticky and wet. I believe some of the semen had seeped through her panties and entered her vagina.
The beautiful woman, who had been limp and clinging to me after her climax, suddenly snapped awake when my thick semen scalded her labia. She twisted her waist forcefully, freeing her penis, which was still shallowly inserted in her vagina and covered by her thin panties.
"Miss, may I tell you your name?" I asked. My fingers reached her entrance again, cunningly teasing her clitoris with only my fingertips, continuing to stimulate her source of pleasure. The woman shook her head. "How about we have sex? I promise to make your sex life wonderful," I suddenly made this almost unreasonable request.
She still shook her head.
"Then let's go to a room and have some fun, okay?" I hurriedly tucked my now-soft penis back into my pants. As I zipped up my trousers, I looked up and saw the woman already squeezing to the bus door, ready to get off…

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