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My Bus Memoirs 

My company dormitory is in Malianwa, and I work in Zhongguancun, so I have to take the 355 branch line every day. After a while, I start to recognize many of the girls who take this bus every day. One day at noon, I took the bus as usual. It seemed to be a weekend, so there were fewer people at that time. I was standing behind a very beautiful girl, and behind her on the other side was a middle-aged man. I felt that this girl looked familiar. I should have seen her a few times on the bus before, but I didn't remember if I had ever made a move on her. Maybe I had touched her a little. She was 160 cm tall, slender, and her makeup was quite heavy, which I didn't like, but overall she was still quite beautiful.


Such a beautiful girl! If it were crowded, I would definitely make a move, but it wasn't crowded at the time. Even so, I wanted to test the waters. Since it wasn't crowded, I first used the back of my right hand to probe her buttocks a few times. Seeing that she didn't seem disgusted or unwilling, I was about to explore her genitals when I glanced over and saw that the middle-aged man on the other side seemed to be groping his crotch. I didn't look any further because if it were me, I wouldn't welcome a third party watching when I was making a move. Put yourself in others' shoes; do not do to others what you would not want done to yourself! So, although I felt it was a pity that I had missed my chance, I could only stop and stand silently behind her.


I have to admit that many encounters in life are unexpected. Suddenly, the girl stomped her foot behind her, obviously aimed at the man, and it seemed like she stepped on him a little. At that moment, the girl turned around and smiled at me, saying, "I'm sorry." I knew she didn't want the man to touch her genitals, so I casually said, "It's okay." After a pause, I added, "Actually, you didn't step on me." We chatted for a few more minutes, and before getting off the bus, we exchanged phone numbers and said we'd keep in touch when we had time.


A month later


, I hadn't thought about contacting her again.


Then one weekend, my hormones were raging, and being a virgin, I was curious about sex. I decided to invite one of the girls I knew, whose contact information I had saved in my phone, for a one-night stand. I contacted a few, but none of them came. Then one girl agreed to come, but then said she couldn't make it. So, I thought of my last option: the girl I met on the train. She was actually prettier than my previous choices, but I put her last because of the chances of a one-night stand. At


noon, she arrived. I waited for her at the station and then took her to my place. We chatted a lot on the way. Learning from my experience with the girl from Tangshan, I wasn't afraid to let her know I wanted to have sex with her. It turned out she was from Shanxi, worked in marketing, and was 22 years old—a little older than me back then. She wanted Dove chocolate, so I bought her some before we went to my place.


We chatted on my bed for a while, and as soon as I sat down, I pulled her into my arms. She said she hadn't had sex in a long time either. I asked her how long, and she said it had been more than six months since she broke up with her ex-boyfriend.


I started kissing her face, ears, and neck, and slipped my hands under her clothes to push up her bra and fondle her breasts. Compared to the girl from Gansu I knew, she clearly had sexual experience; she was much more relaxed. After a while, I started to take off her clothes. Before I could take off her top, she covered herself with her hands, saying, "My breasts are small." After I encouraged her, she relaxed and let me take them off. I looked at her breasts—great! The size was just right. If they were bigger, they'd be overly large, which I wouldn't like.


I laid her down and started taking off her pants. Wow! Her pubic hair was beautiful, not too much, and very neat. Knowing she had sexual experience, I felt much more relaxed, gently stroking her labia and kneading her clitoris. By then, she was completely naked; her skin was fair and tender, and her thighs were long. I then undressed myself and, after touching her for a while, prepared to penetrate her.


I had heard that men often ejaculate immediately upon penetration, and I was always a little worried about the embarrassment of the first time. I had prepared a condom, thinking that wearing one would not only be safer but also prevent me from ejaculating too easily. I took out the condom, ready to immediately penetrate her vagina for the first time, when she told me not to wear a condom, saying she had an IUD.


I was very embarrassed at that moment. I hadn't expected her to refuse to let me wear a condom, which made me hesitant. The thought of ejaculating immediately after penetration also made me nervous. Being inexperienced, I tried to insert it, but my penis softened as soon as it reached her entrance due to tension, making it difficult to go in. She helped me masturbate for a while, and after it became erect again, it softened again as soon as I tried to insert it. At that point, I was nervous due to my inexperience, and my mindset had changed after she refused to let me wear a condom; I didn't really want to penetrate anymore, so we stopped halfway through.


When I took her home, I was very anxious, but she wasn't angry and remained gentle with me. This made me even more grateful. I bought her a phone card to top up her phone credit and then took her home. Before we parted, she even left a kiss on my cheek.


Later, feeling apologetic, I treated her to a meal out again and topped up her phone. Finally, we sat in a small park for a while. She said she wanted to be my girlfriend and invited me to meet her sister and brother-in-law. I remained silent for a long time, then told her I couldn't, it was getting late and I had to go home. I never contacted her again.


Years later, her gentleness and understanding still warm my heart when I think of her. However, I was very rational at the time, knowing that it wasn't appropriate for her to be my girlfriend; she was better suited as a confidante. If one day we meet again on a street corner, if she has time, if she remembers me, I will treat her to a meal, sit down and chat. Even if we never meet again, at least I will sincerely wish her a lifetime of happiness at this moment.


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