Evening bus experience

Hello everyone, I'm a girl from Beijing, born in 1984. You might not
believe how pretty I am, but I really am quite good-looking. I'm 165cm tall and weigh 50kg. I practiced rhythmic gymnastics when I was little
, so I have a great figure and fair skin. In short, I should be considered pretty. Some of my classmates in college said I was
the campus beauty . Now I'd like to talk about my experience on the bus.

Friends in Beijing probably know how crowded public buses are, especially
the No. 300 bus. It's always packed with people, and many migrant workers squeeze onto it, making the bus smell terrible. I usually
don't dare to squeeze onto the No. 300 bus; it's too scary. But sometimes at night, when there are no other buses, I have no choice but to take the No. 300
home. I'm sure many of you have had the experience of being groped on the bus. Anyway, I've
been harassed every time I get on the bus. I usually don't make a fuss, but it depends on the person. If they're handsome, of course, it's fine.
But if a dirty and smelly migrant worker is groping me, I definitely won't stand for it. I
've had many experiences of being harassed on buses. I'll post one below. If you like it, I'll post more. Please feel free to criticize.

It was a winter evening, around 9 pm. I was waiting for a bus at the Renmin University bus stop. After about
10 minutes, a bus arrived. The lights inside seemed to be broken, so I couldn't see how many people were on board.
Everyone waiting pushed forward, and I was squeezed to the door. When the door opened, wow, the bus was packed! I was about to
wait for the next bus when the people behind me pushed me onto it. I couldn't get off. I was squeezed against
the door , and the people behind me, whether intentionally or not, kept pushing my butt. A man in front of me turned around
and glanced at me. After realizing I was a girl, he seemed to deliberately lean against me, making it difficult for me to look around. I

was squeezed inside the bus for about 3 minutes. I don't know how many men touched me, but I felt
hands reaching towards my butt, legs, waist, and chest. I was wearing tight jeans, so the sensation was very obvious. I was wearing a mid-
length white cashmere coat over a tight-fitting bra. Several hands tried to slip under my clothes, but
I managed to block them. I finally managed to squeeze onto the bus, but I was completely immobilized. The men behind me kept pushing and
shoving, seemingly trying to gain a better position.

Suddenly, a man squeezed behind me, grabbing my shoulders to prevent us from being separated. The lights in
the carriage were broken, so I couldn't see clearly. Judging from his scent, he wasn't a migrant worker, as he had a faint
fragrance similar to Dabao (a popular Chinese skincare brand). I tried to free myself from his hands, but I couldn't move at all. The other passengers probably assumed we were together
and stopped pushing me.

After a while, seeing that I didn't resist, he actually moved his hands from my shoulders to my waist.
Good heavens, how bold of him! But it was so dark, and I was too embarrassed to scream, so I just let it be. He held me and, with
the flow of people getting on and off, gradually pushed me towards the window, finally squeezing me to the edge of a seat. I held onto the seat with both hands, my buttocks
slightly sticking out. By this time, I could clearly feel the change in the man's lower body; it was
hard, but still somewhat fleshy, pressing against my buttocks.

After we were in position, he started thrusting his hips, relentlessly pounding into me from behind. His penis
grew increasingly hard, a strange sensation indeed. Perhaps darkness aroused instincts, so I
decided to indulge myself. I arched my back, moving my hips back in rhythm with his thrusts
. I think he'd never been so excited before; his penis was incredibly hard, practically
pushing my buttocks apart, almost touching my vaginal opening. He moved faster and faster, making me tremble
uncontrollably . I felt like people around us were watching us; the man sitting in front of me
was giving me strange looks.

As we approached our stop, he stood up, simultaneously giving my genitals a hard squeeze before pushing himself
away. I sat down, and the man who had been holding me from behind pulled his shirt down to conceal his
prominent genitals. Just as he was about to move closer to me again, suddenly, a tall man, about 185
cm tall, wearing a trench coat, squeezed in from the side, pushing the other man aside and deliberately glaring at him.

At that moment, I saw clearly the boy who had bumped into me earlier—a handsome, delicate-looking guy.
He was looking at me pitifully, and then at the other man, who looked helpless. I glanced at his genitals; he still had
an erection. I felt sorry for him, but I turned away without a trace of expression. I thought
I could finally close my eyes and rest, but as soon as I did, I felt something touching my face.
I opened my eyes and, oh my god, there was the man next to me, his hands braced against the chairs in front of and behind me,
his trench coat perfectly shielding me from the outside world. His pants were zipped up, his penis exposed, and it was touching my face.

I looked up at him in surprise, only to see him lip-read "kiss" with a pleading look on his face.
I didn't say anything, turned my face to the window, and pushed his penis out with my hand. But instead of pushing it, it
got even harder, pointing directly at my face. He kept thrusting it towards me, almost touching
my mouth. I was terrified, but I really didn't know what to do. Judging from his expression,
I couldn't resist kissing him. I took a pack of disinfectant wipes from my bag and wiped his penis

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