Xiaoman on the bus

She skipped class to pick me up at the airport. Seeing her, the awkwardness of our first meeting vanished. I didn't dare kiss her immediately; I was afraid of scaring her. Well, I'm not that brave myself anymore. Xiaoman had become even more beautiful, with bright, sparkling eyes, fair skin, and full, round breasts. I wrapped my arms around her waist; she still felt so soft. She only asked, "Are you tired from the journey?" before nestling obediently in my arms, saying nothing more. The bus back from the airport was almost empty because it was so early in the morning. Xiaoman and I sat in the second-to-last row; the last row was also empty. As the bus swayed, I smelled Xiaoman's sweet, youthful scent, and I slowly became erect (to clarify, I'd had erections many times before in Shenzhen; my function was perfectly normal, but I always restrained myself out of respect for my girlfriend). Because I was wearing shorts, Xiaoman noticed my change in body while in my arms, playfully punching my chest with her small hand, saying, "What are you thinking about?" I said, "I missed you so much, really. Being apart for so long has been so agonizing." A blush crept across Xiaoman's face, and she replied softly, "Me too, I missed you so much."
I tightened my grip on her waist, pressing her body close to mine.
"Can I touch you?" I asked softly, my voice trembling slightly. After all, we were on a bus, and that kind of thrill was something I, in my youth, had never experienced.
"Here? There are people in front, how can we?" Xiaoman replied hastily.
I was speechless for a moment, then carefully examined Xiaoman nestled in my arms. Her long black hair cascaded over her shoulders, she wore a brown t-shirt with a not-so-low cut, but I could still see a glimpse of her white cleavage, and low-waisted shorts, revealing a shapely long leg to the side. "Sigh..." I sighed. I stopped talking.
"Are you unhappy? Are you angry with me?" After a while, seeing that I wasn't speaking, Xiaoman asked me softly.
"Seeing you makes me so happy, I haven't slept all night, and now I'm just so pent up," I blurted out.
"Pfft..." Xiaoman laughed, "You pervert..." We both fell silent.
After a while, my erection showed no sign of abating (youth is great, no matter how much I eat now, it won't be the same as before, mainly because I didn't see much back then...). Xiaoman took a deep breath, as if gathering her courage, and whispered, "We can't let anyone see..."
I was overjoyed. I knew she agreed, but touching breasts on a bus—even without WeChat or Weibo back then, and not worrying about being exposed, it would still be embarrassing if the movements were too obvious, and Xiaoman wouldn't allow it.
Without thinking much, I said, "Lift your body a little, my hand is getting numb from you pressing on it."
Xiaoman obediently lifted her round buttocks, and the instant she did, without hesitation, I slipped my hand inside her low-rise pants.
"Ah..." Xiaoman gasped softly, quickly covering her mouth with her hand. To me, this action was incredibly cute.
"No one can see if I touch like this," I whispered, looking down. "Come on, lift your little bottom a little more, okay?" To be honest, although I had just slipped my hand inside Xiaoman's pants, she had me pinned down so I couldn't move at all.
Xiaoman looked up at me with a resentful expression, looking quite aggrieved. Seeing that I persisted, she slowly lifted her bottom a little and whispered, "Aren't your hands dirty...?"
giving me space. My hand could now freely explore inside her pants. What a plump, round little bottom! I gently rubbed it. After a while, my hand wasn't satisfied with just touching through her underwear. I followed the edge of her underwear, lifting the fabric and slowly exploring inside. Xiaoman kept her head buried in my shoulder, remaining silent. Perhaps she was worried that her reaction would attract attention, or perhaps she was enjoying the stimulation of my touch. My hand slowly slipped inside Xiaoman's panties, and I could feel the temperature inside was significantly higher. I could feel my fingers moving from smooth skin, the slippery sensation gradually transitioning to the feeling of the folds. My fingers had touched Xiaoman's anus, and I gently pressed it. Xiaoman shuddered. To comfort her, I kissed her fragrant hair.
My fingers lingered on the feeling of Xiaoman's anus, stroking and gently pressing. Xiaoman's body reacted; her breathing became noticeably more rapid. As my hand continued its exploration along the panties, my fingertips clearly touched hair—probably the pubic hair near Xiaoman's vulva... As my fingers explored further, Xiaoman turned and grabbed my hand. "My hands are dirty, they'll get infected..." she looked up at me with pleading eyes.
My hand paused for a moment, then silently withdrew. I felt satisfied; those violent and forceful scenarios weren't for me, too surreal.
I pulled my hand away and brought it to my nose, taking a deep breath. It smelled slightly pungent, slightly spicy, and slightly musky. I'm not a pervert, but when I first smelled it, I genuinely loved the scent. I'll never forget it. Even now, I can close my eyes and recall the happiness I felt then, and that beloved smell. I greedily inhaled the scent, reluctant to put my hand down.
"What are you smelling?" Xiaoman sat up straight and asked curiously.
I pulled her into my arms. "I'm smelling my favorite scent. Come on, smell it too..." I brought my finger to her clear nose.
Xiaoman took a sniff and immediately knew the source of the smell. "You're so disgusting..." Xiaoman shyly buried her head in my thigh, but accidentally bumped into my still-erect crotch. "Ah...did I hurt it?" Then Xiaoman realized the topic was inappropriate and changed the subject. "Don't smell it anymore...it's unhygienic."
I was still intoxicated by the smell of Xiaoman's anus. "It's not unhygienic at all. It's yours, I love it all..." I said, hugging Xiaoman tightly again, and started chatting about her gossip at school and some interesting anecdotes about my work. I needed some topics to distract myself from my impending climax...

"Xujiahui Station has arrived, please get off." The bus's automatic announcement brought me back to reality. I pulled Xiaoman off the bus and walked very quickly. For the first time in my life, I had such a strong expectation of having a bed!

[The End]

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