A sudden, inexplicable shot

On the highway, I usually sit in the last seat of the XX Bus Company, to the left and behind the toilet,
because the emergency exit is right in front of me. There's a metal frame between the seat and the exit,
which I can put my feet up on, making it more comfortable than the usual cramped seats.
After all, this is a long-established bus company, and they don't use 747-style seats. Some people might guess the name of the bus company
. Traveling from the south to Taipei by bus is a very boring experience, so I bought an FHM magazine to read on the bus.
I believe most netizens are familiar with this magazine. I know the cover is sexy, but it actually has both male and female readers. The content is quite extensive, ranging from
interviews with celebrities and discussions on gender issues to clothing, and occasionally reports on electronic products or cars.
Looking at the sexy pictures and articles on sexual topics, my penis got erect.
It's hot today, and I'm wearing the shorts I wear when I play basketball. My underwear is my favorite cotton boxer briefs because they're loose and don't compress my penis.
But when I'm erect and wearing shorts over it, the bulge is quite noticeable from the outside.
After reading a few stimulating pages, I continued... This was an article about cell phones and laptops. I was sitting in the last row of the bus, and the ride was incredibly bumpy,
so I held the magazine closer to my face so I could read the words clearly. But if someone were standing in front of me,
they would definitely think I was a pervert. Just imagine, a man holding a magazine with a nude woman on the cover, his face pressed against it,
his body sprawled out, and his penis sticking out. It would be strange if he wasn't mistaken.
And just then, a woman actually appeared in front of me. I didn't notice her;
she was there to use the restroom. I heard her open the restroom door and glare at me menacingly. She yelled, "Reading porn on xx, how disgusting!!"
Of course, she was talking about me. I put down the magazine and looked at her disdainful face.
Her gaze drifted to the magazine I was using to press my penis against; the page was obviously about laptops.
I noticed a hint of apology on her face, as if she realized she'd misunderstood me.
This fierce-looking woman wasn't particularly striking in appearance; she seemed to be wearing light makeup, a white t-shirt with some illegible English lettering, and pink denim shorts.
My first glance at a girl is usually her eyes, and my second is her breasts.
I assessed her—a B cup! She was definitely under 160cm tall, short, and didn't look like a young girl in her early twenties,
so I guessed she was around 25.
Being insulted like that made me a little unhappy, and I felt a bit vengeful.
Flipping back to the page with the sexy model's nude photos, I placed it on my lap, but my penis wasn't blocking it.
I deliberately put my hand inside my pants, making it even bigger, and my tent pitched even higher.
The sound of the door opening; she came out of the bathroom. Looking at my obviously perverted actions
, I thought I saw a slight change in her face. Was it the apology from before? Somewhat...
but I felt more like... shyness.
Her reaction amused me, but at that moment I thought, this is enough, isn't it? Anyway, she didn't say anything more after she came out.
But the expression on her face when she left the bathroom... I closed my eyes and recalled it, and I felt a strange excitement. Because of this, my penis remained erect. Flipping
back to fhm... There was a section for women's confessions, which was basically just pornography. I always suspected that the readers who submitted their work there
might just be magazine staff who liked to write pornographic novels. As
I read the content, I unconsciously held the magazine in my left hand while my right hand started gently rubbing my penis through my pants.
About 10 minutes had passed since the girl finished using the restroom.
I glanced at her out of the corner of my eye and saw her coming back. This time she was in a hurry. Was she having diarrhea? I guessed
. It wasn't very satisfying through my pants. Her shy expression had aroused my lust again, so I changed my seat,
moving from the left and back of the restroom to the right, now directly behind it. With the restroom blocking the driver's rearview mirror, they couldn't see what I was doing.
I took out my penis, moistened it with some saliva, and started masturbating. Wearing shorts was definitely the right choice
. I gently heard a moaning sound, probably coming from the restroom.
I pressed myself against the wall of the restroom in front of my seat. This woman was really shameless. She was moaning really loudly, and there were sounds like a vibrator or dildo.
Then I remembered she was rushing into the bathroom, almost running. Apparently, she was trying to hide it, holding a masturbation device.
Although the car was bumping along, I couldn't stay steady against the wall to hear her sounds,
but I could vaguely tell she had an orgasm.
Was she aroused and masturbating because she saw my penis?
She came out, and I immediately called out, "Hey!!"
When she opened the door, she saw my seat was empty, which might have made her hesitate, so I managed to stop her before she rushed back to her seat. She
peeked over and saw me holding my penis.
I told her directly, "I heard everything." Without waiting for her response, I immediately pulled her hand and sat her down next to me.
I felt that if I waited any longer, at best I'd watch her walk back, at worst she'd yell at me as a pervert, and I'd be ruined. It was better to
just drag her down. Water, anyway, we were both in a state of intense passion.
I moved my face close to her ear and breathed softly through my nose.
I could feel her trembling slightly. The way to stop a girl from crying out was, of course, to give her a passionate French kiss before she changed her mind. I
placed my hand on her vulva through her pink denim shorts. She squeezed her legs together, and I slipped my hand up into her t-shirt.
I expected to find a bra, but instead, I felt delicate skin and something strange.
I lifted her t-shirt; it was a nipple cover
. Through the nipple cover, I sucked on her nipple, my tongue constantly moving and teasing the nipple cover. This subtle sensation made her gasp. I
gently tore off the nipple cover with my teeth. Just as I was about to attack her nipple,
her hand had already grasped my already swollen, erect penis.
"Your panties are wet again?" I teased her.
She whispered breathlessly, "They've always been wet."
"Little sister, let me dig a little," she hesitated and gently shook her head. "But you seem to be holding my little brother, how about you give me a blowjob?"
She didn't seem to like blowjobs, but under this gentle threat, she nodded and
unbuttoned her pants. Her underwear was quite ordinary, a white thong
pulled down to her denim shorts to her knees. I couldn't wait and lifted her legs. They were really wet, a large wet
patch. I flipped up her underwear, and this woman surprised me. She knew how to shave her pubic hair—I could see a little bit of stubble.
I inserted my fingers, and it was incredibly wet. I was originally thinking of serving her after I finished digging, licking her, but
now all I could think about was inserting it.
I pulled down her denim shorts and rudely thrust inside her. She let out a loud "Ahhh!"
I felt that the scream was more of a shock than pleasure.
I pressed her down on the chair and thrust in and out a couple of times. She desperately clung to me, "No... I really can't, I'm not kidding, I really can't..."
she said urgently.
Seeing her tense and panicked expression, I felt too embarrassed to continue. To be honest, her intense reaction dampened my lust a little,
but the fire of desire still overshadowed my reason. "Why not?" I asked her, a hint of annoyance in my voice.
"No condom..." "I'll ejaculate outside!!"
"Well...but..." I realized he was genuinely frightened and was trying to come up with a reason to refuse me.
"It'll smell if it gets on my clothes, I don't want that..." The reason was clearly fabricated, but it made some sense.
Should I just stop like this? As we talked like this, my penis was still inside her.
I felt she was trying to find an excuse to escape, and my anger gradually rose. I started thrusting again.
"Ah...ah..." She tried to speak again. Lust and anger combined...I really wanted to ejaculate inside her.
"Stop...stop...at least use a condom." No way, how could she not have such a basic item? But I already... I really wanted to ejaculate inside her
, and her bag was by the other side of the car window. If I moved over, wouldn't the driver see me?
Thinking about these simple yet slightly troublesome questions, I paused for about five seconds. "I have some in my coin purse."
I rummaged through her pink denim shorts and found her coin purse in the front pocket. Opening it, I found two condoms in a hidden zippered compartment.
"Why do you carry these with you?" "They're... for masturbation..." Thinking about it, that makes sense. You can just
throw the condoms away after use, and you don't need to wash the dildo.
I asked her to put the condoms on me with her mouth, but it seemed she wasn't very good at it. In the end, she put them on with her hands.
"Come on~!!" "I was sitting in a chair. 'Come sit on me.'
I'd been wanting to try this 'lotus position' on the bus for a while, but after she moved up and down a dozen times, and her pussy took
my penis in a few times, she said, 'This is a bit tiring.' She stopped moving up and down and just sat there, letting her pussy wrap around my penis. She
held onto the back of the chair behind her and started wriggling. 'Hmm...ah...this is more rubbing...and easier.'
A few minutes later, I wanted to change positions, but I found the space was too cramped. Apart from the initial insertion and the 'lotus position' I'd just used, it
seemed impossible to have comfortable sex.
She realized this too. As I stood beside her, thinking about what to do, she used the 'lotus position' again. 'Then use the same position as before.' With her
teasing posture and proactive attitude, she fully expressed her desire not to stop and to continue being penetrated.
She lay down like that, and I held her buttocks. 'Don't move!' And so it went." She was kneeling on the chair, her hands on the back, her buttocks facing me
—a very alluring position. I grabbed my penis and started thrusting.
After a few minutes, she said intermittently, "I...I'm coming...you have to give it to me...I want to come together..."
I thrust more and more intensely, feeling her own waist twisting. She was moving on her own; she really was coming.
"Ah..." Just two seconds after her orgasmic spasms began, I ejaculated.
Grabbing her shoulders, I thrust forward forcefully, as if projecting my entire body into her vagina. I used all my strength to thrust in.
She turned around and slumped back in the chair. I pulled out the condom. "Suck it clean for me."
She didn't refuse, sucking my penis affectionately, like...a farewell kiss...
Later, I got off the bus first, without leaving my phone number or name...Who is she?
Maybe we'll meet again someday.

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