Thirty-something seductive woman

It was a Wednesday afternoon. My lecherous nature kicked in, and I decided to find a target on the bus. The timing wasn't ideal; almost all the girls had gotten off, and the bus was nearly empty. I looked around, searching for a suitable target—I wasn't interested in anyone too ugly. Only the girl in front of me looked relatively innocent. She stood by the door, holding onto the pillars on either side. I leaned closer. Having failed to touch the girl in the red dress's butt earlier, I wasn't giving up and wanted to try again on this girl.

The bus was too empty, and I didn't dare to make a move. I pressed myself as close to her back as possible, occasionally nudging her buttocks with my lower body as the bus swayed. Her buttocks weren't as perky as the girl in the red dress, and she wasn't as tall either; my penis could rest perfectly on her buttocks. Unfortunately, the opportunity wasn't right; I couldn't do as much as I had with the girl in the red dress. Why wasn't it her standing in front of me earlier? I felt a pang of frustration. At this moment, another group of people boarded the bus. Several people boarded from the back door, and more and more people stood by the back door. My hand began to wander restlessly towards her buttocks, though I used the back of my hand, not daring to touch her with my palm. Like the girl in red earlier, she didn't resist my harassment at all, but perhaps my movements were too subtle, and she didn't notice. The people boarding from the back door asked the girl to pass their tickets to the ticket seller. The girl passed them on very enthusiastically and even helped the ticket seller relay messages to ask them which stop they were going to. Such a kind girl, I really couldn't bear to harass her. So I gave up the idea of touching her buttocks and stepped back. As I stepped back, my buttocks bumped into a soft mound of flesh. I turned around and saw a mature woman, a real mature woman. She was standing behind me with her back to me, and my buttocks were pressed against hers. When I turned around, the woman also turned around and glanced at me. She didn't look reproachful.

The woman was probably over thirty years old, about 1.5 meters tall, and looked like she had just had her hair permed. I felt her buttocks were very soft, so I glanced down at them. They were round and perky, and she was wearing tight, stretchy jeans. I was overjoyed; how could I have missed this beauty? I quickly turned around and pressed my lower body against her buttocks. The reason I dared to do this so quickly was because the carriage had become crowded again, and if she complained, I could just say it was too crowded and I didn't mean to. The moment my lower body touched hers, she slightly turned her head. I was a little worried and was about to slip away when something incredible happened for the third time.

The woman raised her buttocks and leaned against me. I thrust forward, my penis pressing against the crevice of her buttocks, soft and warm, feeling like my penis was entering her vagina. My penis quickly became erect, engorged, and hard. I immediately thrust into her buttocks, and she arched her buttocks to match my movements. It felt like I was having sex from behind—it was amazing! The pleasure was just like real sex; I could feel something flowing inside my penis. But before my penis could fully harden and become erect, the bus arrived at the next stop. I quickly stopped, only pressing my lower body against the woman's buttocks. Her buttocks suddenly moved away from my body, and my burning lower body felt a sudden coolness. The woman pushed towards the door; she wanted to get off. How could this be? Why was the pleasure so fleeting? The most pleasurable thing had just happened and was about to end, as if it had only lasted a few seconds. I was incredibly reluctant to let it go, and quickly made the most blatant act of harassment. I reached out my left hand and pressed the back of my hand against the woman's buttocks, squeezing and rubbing forcefully a few times. I think many people must have seen this action, because the movements were so exaggerated.

The bus was almost at its final stop. Excited and exhausted, I found a seat and sat down. My penis went limp, and a little bit leaked out. I trembled, savoring this incredible bus journey.

[The End]

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