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Enjoy your wolf-driving adventure! 

It was a Friday, and I was taking the bus to run some errands. The bus was crowded, but there weren't many attractive women. Because people kept getting on but few were getting off, I was squeezed against a pillar near the back door.


I had to let go of the handrail and hold onto the pillar near the back door to maintain my balance. Then, something unbelievable happened. A middle-aged man, around thirty years old, about 1.6 to 1.7 meters tall, squeezed to my left and forcefully pushed me aside. Then, he pressed his lower body tightly against the girl in the red dress's buttocks. I couldn't believe it. I thought I was seeing things. How could there be such a bold pervert, daring to press his penis against a woman's buttocks in front of so many people? I stared at the man's lower body; yes, his lower body was pressed tightly against the girl in the red dress's buttocks. The girl clearly felt the man's movement. She tried to move forward, but there was a seat in front of her, and she could only move a tiny distance before she couldn't move any further. The man quickly followed suit, his lower body still pressed tightly against the girl's buttocks. The girl was unable to move, but she didn't show any resistance. She actually accepted the reality of the man pressing his butt against her. Soon the bus stopped again, and the man quickly released the girl in red and squeezed towards the door, clearly wanting to get off. I looked at the man's crotch and saw his penis was erect, making his crotch look like a small tent. Damn it, he was actually pressing his penis against the girl's butt! That was incredible. The man noticed me looking at his tent and quickly pulled up his pants at the thigh to cover himself, then hurriedly jumped off the bus.


I was extremely impressed by the man's boldness and incredulous at the girl's forbearance. The man's actions and the girl's forbearance encouraged me. Without thinking, I immediately leaned towards the girl in red. I gently pressed my lower body against her buttocks. My head was burning, but I was still rational. If the girl resisted, I would immediately pull away. But the girl in red didn't resist at all. She actually raised her buttocks even higher and pressed them against me. I was overjoyed again and immediately pressed my entire body against the girl's. My lower body was against her buttocks, and my chest against her back. Her body was warm, which excited me immensely. Using the swaying of the car, I gently moved my lower body, rubbing and thrusting against her buttocks. My penis reacted, feeling engorged. However, the girl was about my height, and her legs were longer, so her buttocks were high, reaching almost to my lower abdomen. My penis slowly engorged but wouldn't stand erect, so it couldn't reach her buttocks; my lower abdomen could only press against it, and my limp penis occasionally barely brushed against the cleft of her buttocks. I concentrated, trying to get an erection, but I couldn't get it to work. I almost cursed my useless penis, wasting such a good opportunity. Helpless, I could only savor the pleasure of my body pressed against a strange girl. Faced with such a cooperative girl in my arms, I quickly had the idea of taking advantage. I wanted to touch her breasts. I already knew the girl in the red dress had small breasts, but I wanted to know exactly how small. The girl was directly in front of me, standing against the pillar by the car door, holding a plastic bag in her left hand and gripping the pillar with her right. I had an idea. While continuing to press my lower body against her buttocks, I quietly slid my right hand down the pillar, of course, very slowly, so as not to attract attention. I slid my hand to the back of the seat in front of the girl's abdomen. At first, I gripped the back of the seat with my palm down, then slowly turned my palm up and pressed it against her lower abdomen, wrapping my right arm around her right side. I was now embracing her. My heart was pounding. Next, I wanted to move my hand up and touch her breasts. My heart was racing, and I was a little nervous. At that moment, luck was on my side. The driver suddenly braked sharply. I pretended to lose my balance, raised my right hand, and grabbed the girl's right breast. I squeezed it, quickly released it, and then gripped the back of the seat again. The girl was startled by my action. She turned to look at me, probably annoyed that I had gone too far.


The man to my left also saw what my right hand was doing, and he gave me a jealous look. I finally realized how big the girl in the red dress's breasts were; they were barely developed, and the bulges on her chest were just from her bra. I kept pressing against the girl's buttocks; they were perky and bouncy. Since my penis couldn't reach them, I wanted to touch them directly with my hands; I even wanted to stick my hand under her buttocks and touch her clitoris. But damn it, my left hand was holding the bag, so I couldn't touch her, and my right hand had to hold onto the back of the seat for balance. Luckily, after a moment's hesitation, I thought of a solution. I switched the bag to my right hand, using my fingers to hook the bag while holding onto the back of the seat, thus freeing my left hand. I tentatively rubbed her buttocks with the back of my left hand, scraping and pressing with my fingers, even sticking my middle finger into her butt crack and moving it in and out. She didn't react. I thought the opportunity was perfect; I was going to touch her buttocks properly. Just as I was about to turn my palm over, the train arrived at another stop, some people got off, and the carriage became much emptier. I quickly removed my hand from her buttocks and backed away. A stop or two later, the girl in red got off, along with three other girls. They stood together, chatting and laughing. The girl in red acted as if nothing had happened; she even smiled at me, though perhaps she hadn't seen me clearly in the carriage. I felt ashamed and couldn't meet her gaze, so I turned my head away.


Just then, the bus started moving again.


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