On the long-distance bus to sy

I visited a friend in Nanjing a while ago, flying there. It happened to be during the May Day holiday, and my friend wouldn't let
me leave, so they took me sightseeing for a few days. After May Day, I tried to return home but couldn't book a flight, so I took
a long-distance bus.

Actually, I hadn't taken a long-distance bus in several years; it's slow and the air quality isn't great. I boarded the bus at 3 PM
and started reading a novel out of boredom.

The bus was crowded, and everyone was seated according to their assigned seats. I sat in the second-to-last row, a right-hand aisle seat.
Next to me was a couple who looked quite ordinary. The last row was a row of empty seats with some belongings.

The air conditioning was on, and the temperature wasn't too hot. Just as I was marveling at how much better buses are now compared to
before , a middle-aged woman approached me. "Number 35, this is it!" I looked up. She was a very ordinary-looking
middle-aged woman, dressed simply, carrying two bags of clothes in one hand and her ticket in the other. Although
I didn't really care, I still politely stood up; basic manners are necessary. "Are you sitting? Please come in."

"Thank you, thank you! I won't sit here. Wenwen, come here quickly!"

At this moment, a fair-skinned figure appeared, catching my eye. She was about 1.66 meters tall, wearing
a yellow short-sleeved shirt and blue shorts, her hair casually tied up, revealing her fair neck. She had an oval face, and her eyes, though
not large, sparkled. She looked full of youth and vitality. She walked over to her mother, obediently sat
down, and looked at me without speaking. I took the bag from her mother's hand. "Auntie, I'll take this," I said,
placing the bag on the luggage rack. "Thank you, thank you," her mother said quickly. Then she told her daughter
to be careful on the road and to call when they arrived. Perhaps because I was polite and looked very
refined, her mother said to me as she got off the bus, "Please look after the young man, thank you!" After saying that, she got off the bus. The little girl
kept looking out the window until the bus started moving and she could no longer see her mother before she looked away.

At first, I didn't think much of it. Although a beautiful woman sat next to me, she hadn't paid any attention to me since getting on the bus,
sitting far away and clearly maintaining a distance, texting to herself. I continued reading my book,
and soon felt sleepy, so I closed my eyes to sleep. But the boring movie on the bus was too noisy to sleep, so I started
looking at the scenery outside the window.

Unexpectedly, I inadvertently saw the scenery next to me. A young woman was sleeping, her head resting on the seat,
her short-sleeved shirt with a low neckline.

Since I'm quite tall, about half a head taller than her, I could see her two fair breasts.

She was wearing a half-open bra, a light-colored one with lace. The upper part of her breasts was exposed, not
very large but very firm and glossy, the kind that you could tell just by looking at them was smooth and elastic. Just as I
was admiring her, the driver suddenly braked sharply, and all the passengers lurched forward. Since I wasn't asleep, I quickly
regained my balance. But the beautiful woman next to me was about to put her head on the seat in front of her, and I reacted quickly
and pulled her back. The beautiful woman was terrified, her face pale, and she stood frozen for about five seconds. "Thank you, you scared me to death
!" "You're welcome. Are you alright?" I asked. "I'm fine, I'm fine. Luckily you pulled me back. What's
wrong with this car?

Who drives like that!" The other people in the car started complaining. "Probably overtaking," I
said to her. "Hmm," the woman patted her chest, looking incredibly cute. "Your name is Wenwen?" I quickly
changed . "Yeah, how did you know?" "I just heard your mother call you that. Your name is very nice!
"

"Thank you." Wenwen blushed slightly, seemingly embarrassed. It was clear she was introverted and not good at
socializing. "Are you a student?" "Yes, I'm a student." "Which school? Maybe we're alumni?"
"China University of Political Science and Law, what about you?" "What a coincidence, me too!" Actually, I wasn't.

"Oh? Then you're a senior!" "Yes! Call me senior!" "Senior!" Wenwen called out
shyly , her face turning red. "I think you look like a freshman!" His face held a youthful innocence and
a bookish air.

"Well, I'm a freshman this year." Later, I learned that she grew up in sycophancy and was usually a well-behaved girl. She had never
left home, so she even went back home for the three-day May Day holiday. I, the wolf, gave her a long, rambling talk about how college students
find jobs and how to avoid failing courses. I convinced the girl to admire me completely. I thought it was about time, so I probed further
.

"I heard that college students are quite open these days, and girls often stay in boys' dorms, did you know that?" "Yeah,
it does happen, but I don't see it that often." Wenwen's face turned red again; she was so easily embarrassed. I deliberately
looked at her with my teasing wooden stick, looking at her chest, which made her blush even more. After talking for a while, Wenwen said she was sleepy and wanted to take a nap.

He was probably really scared earlier, so he leaned against the window to sleep, but the car was so bumpy. His head kept
hitting the glass, so he couldn't sleep at all. I said, "You can lean against me to sleep," and she seemed a little hesitant. I said, "It's okay,
come on " and pulled her into my arms. She said very quietly that she couldn't possibly, but she didn't resist and just lay
on my lap. I thought I had a chance; she lay there for about 10 minutes. I thought my opportunity had come, and looking at her exposed
thighs, I put my hand on them, pretending to be sleepy and casually yawning. Her
skin was very smooth and elastic. I was so excited; my penis instantly became hard. But I didn't dare to
touch her right away, afraid she would wake up and scream. I left it there for about 5 minutes. I saw she didn't react. I started to
grope back and forth between her thighs; it was really smooth and felt cool. After touching her for a while, I felt confident. This kind of girl
is guarded; it's hard to get close to her. But once you get along well with her and develop feelings for her, she easily trusts you. I
touched her thighs for a while, then focused on touching the inner thighs of her thighs that were wrapped outside her shorts. I slowly started to touch inside the shorts.
Wenwen seemed very nervous at this point. I could clearly feel that she was awake, and her body was very stiff.

But the shorts were too tight, basically clinging to her body. Fortunately, the shorts were short, and I managed to slip two fingers
inside touch her buttocks. They were very perky, and perhaps because of her nervousness, I thought she wasn't wearing underwear. I touched down
and felt a string. I then realized that it was one of those briefs with a triangle in the front and a string in the back. I went around the string and
forcefully pushed my fingers inside, but I probably used too much force and bumped into something soft. "No!" Wenwen sat up
abruptly , her face flushed, looking at me with her lips tightly clenched. I was startled and froze for a moment, thinking
she was going to report my indecent behavior. Then I quickly withdrew my fingers. Because Wenwen's voice was loud, the people in the car...
Everyone looked at us. I quickly said, "Are you alright? Did you have a nightmare?" "Yes!" Wenwen said
, her head down face flushed.

Seeing that nothing was wrong, everyone turned their heads back. Seeing that he hadn't reported me, I tentatively said, "
It's still early before we get to the service area, why don't you sleep a little longer?" Wenwen looked at me hesitantly, a little lost. I reached out my hand again, "It's okay, go
to sleep, I'll wake you up later." Wenwen didn't resist. "Don't...don't touch that dirty place!" Wenwen
said to me in a voice as soft as a mosquito's buzz, and slowly lay back in my arms. I realized that I had touched Wenwen's little chrysanthemum earlier.

Although I was frightened earlier, I was now secretly delighted. Because of the fright, I
felt more confident. Wenwen had tacitly approved of my actions, so I wasn't in a hurry anymore. But I was so excited,
thinking that I would slowly play with the beautiful flesh I had in my hands. She lay on my lap, and I lowered my head and whispered in her ear, "You can rest your head on my
arm!" She didn't answer, but she raised her head slightly. I quickly slipped my hand inside her
clothes. Since she was only wearing a bra, I directly put my hand inside and began to slowly knead it. It felt nice,
the smooth and bouncy feel I had imagined. Her nipples weren't big, and I started gently pinching them with two fingers.

However, her breasts weren't very large; one hand could just barely hold them. "Your breasts are so smooth," I teased her
further . She let out a soft "hmm," which sounded more like a moan. I knew she was aroused; slowly
, her body began to relax, and she wasn't as tense as before. My left hand wasn't idle either; I started touching her
thighs . I slowly unbuttoned her shorts, slipped my hand inside her underwear, and started touching her vulva. Sure enough, it was already
very wet.

Since it wasn't very convenient, I didn't insert my fingers, but I happened to touch her clitoris, so I started
rubbing it. Wenwen's body began to writhe; I could see she was both excited and nervous. She was trying very hard to hold back,
and I was just as nervous. I was wearing tight casual pants, and my penis was squeezed very tightly by the pants; I really couldn't wait
to have sex with Wenwen right away. But I didn't dare yet. After all, it was broad daylight and there
were . Just touching her like this wasn't so bad. "You're so wet, does it feel good?" Wenwen didn't answer. I continued touching her,
looking around at the situation, trying to figure out how to take things further. Unfortunately, there were too many people
and not much space, and it was summer, so there wasn't anything to cover myself with. It seemed I could only wait until dark to see if there would be
an opportunity .

[The End]

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