From Girl to Woman: My Bus Experience

Many firsts in life happen unexpectedly. I've fantasized countless times about what my first encounter with the opposite sex would be like: a light kiss under the shade of a tree, flirting in a bar booth, or a dreamlike candlelight dinner—all of these made me yearn for that moment. But what I never expected was that my first time would happen in a place I would never have dreamed of…

It was a hot summer when I was 14, a naive girl standing on a bus, constantly looking at the road signs on both sides, searching for the sign pointing to the West Suburbs Zoo. This summer vacation in Shanghai fulfilled so many childhood dreams, it was truly a blissful holiday… Unfortunately, this happiness was immediately shattered by the sardine-can-like crowds on the bus. I tentatively used my frail arms to gently push against the passengers on either side, trying to gain a little more breathing space, but all I got in return was an even more forceful and unrestrained jostling. Why don't these people have any consideration for us girls?… I shifted my position, facing the guy squeezing in next to me, and realized he was a handsome young man, probably in his early twenties, dressed casually, one large hand firmly gripping the handrail, also trying to create space for himself. Heh, I'll just be to his side, much better than squeezing with those older men… Where's the zoo yet…

? The battle for space in the car gradually subsided, and I pressed my body against his arm, finally able to make some room by using his body. With the bumps of the car, his drooping fingers slowly began to twitch. A few times during sharp turns, the back of his hand began to intentionally or unintentionally brush against my lower body. Ugh, this old car is so crowded and cramped; this flesh-on-flesh contact is so uncomfortable. We should be at the zoo soon… The car suddenly entered a rough section of road, and the car began to lurch violently. Before I could adjust my position, I noticed he seemed to be using the turbulence… He deliberately pushed against me, and the hand that was touching me flipped over, actually starting to caress my most private parts through my skirt. Once, twice… Good heavens, this guy actually put his hand on my "little sister" and wouldn't leave, while pretending to be nonchalant and looking at the scenery!… I glared at him angrily, then used all my strength to turn my hips and shake off that filthy hand. Unfortunately, at 14 years old, I really didn't have much strength, and the people on the bus continued to push and shove because of the bumpy ride. I barely managed to turn around, using my buttocks to keep my most precious little sister away from that filthy hand.

??? What a close call! I breathed a sigh of relief. Thankfully, his hand didn't continue to roam. Actually, maybe, perhaps, he didn't do it on purpose. Maybe I'm just so easily bullied by these bad guys… Before I could figure it out, another group of people pushed onto the already crowded bus, and the distance I had maintained with him vanished without a trace. This time, I was facing away from him. I carefully observed his movements. Slowly, I felt something hard pressing against my buttocks, rubbing back and forth with the bumps of the vehicle. That shameless guy was annoying again! Suddenly, the people in front of me sat back, and that thing started pushing into my buttocks, as if trying to use the force to make my buttocks clamp it down. Was this guy trying to use his dirty hands to grope my "mm" from behind? That's too much... Wait, what kind of fingers are so thick and hard? Index finger, middle finger... Could it be...?

! Suddenly, I realized what that hard thing was. I felt all the blood rush to my face, and my heart was pounding like a thousand rabbits. At 14, I occasionally had vague feelings about this object in my dreams, but I had never been so close to an adult man's genitals. I froze, my legs feeling like lead weights, completely unable to move. Suddenly, an aunt in front of me glanced at my face suspiciously. I quickly lowered my already flushed face. Oh my god, hurry up, the zoo is almost here, or I'll crawl through a hole and jump down... To make matters worse, the person in front of me exerted a strong push, and I, who had been bending over to avoid the hard object, was pushed backward. Now, there was no space between us; we were pressed tightly together. I was both ashamed and anxious, but dared not make a sound. I felt nothing at all except for the part of my skin that was in contact with that hard penis, which was still transmitting waves of heat to my body. That was my most prized pert buttocks. To show off my well-developed figure, I often wore a thin gauze dress in the summer to accentuate my soft, girlish curves. Now, that thin gauze was the only thing covering us... I felt him leaning forward, his hard penis trying to jump and squeeze into the base of my thighs. I wanted to desperately get away from him, but the friction between us pulled my underwear back and forth, the silk edges of my underwear scraping against my virgin territory that had never been touched before. I felt a rush of blood to my face and my body involuntarily began to respond to the friction. My skirt was deeply squeezed into my buttocks, and my firm, elastic buttocks were slowly separated by the friction, tightly gripping something I had never touched before, but which I could not escape at this moment. The vehicle continued to bounce up and down, the hard object thrusting repeatedly towards my anus. The tugging on my underwear grew stronger, and I felt an indescribable sensation in my genitals, as if I longed to kiss that hateful hard object. Taking advantage of the inattention of those around me, I involuntarily rose on my tiptoes, sticking my buttocks high, hoping that the hard object hitting my anus would kiss my genitals from behind. The boy also sensed the change in my body and, as if encouraged, desperately pushed the hard object forward, but our clothes stubbornly blocked its further progress. Just when we were both at a loss, a sudden stop occurred, the crowd jolted, and he took the opportunity to fall against the side of the vehicle. I was also pushed down by the crowd, landing sideways on him, and the hard object kissed my genitals! A surge of indescribable pleasure welled up in my brain, spreading throughout my body like an electric current… He struggled against the wall, supporting me with the strength of his legs, his excitement growing as he frantically licked and licked my genitals with his hard object. Streams of pleasure gushed from my lower body, colliding with the downward rush of pleasure within me. I felt myself starting to burn…

??? After a series of fierce thrusts, he stopped his sudden impact. I felt the hard object pressing against my genitals suddenly become incredibly hard. I seemed to sense something, and desperately gripped it tightly with my buttocks… Accompanied by the poetic pulsation of our skin touching, I felt warm liquid gushing from the hard object like a spring, seeping through our clothes and flowing down to my buttocks. Each pulsation of the hard object brought more liquid. My burning body, stimulated by the liquid, became incredibly excited, and my genitals began to secrete slippery fluid… My face became unbearably itchy. I desperately clenched my buttocks around the hard object and pulled it towards my genitals, my subconscious telling me this was the best antidote… But unexpectedly, it left my body. I glanced down and saw the boy's crotch was soaked, and my skirt was also wet. I snapped back to reality, realizing what had just happened. I kicked my legs back, dodging the boy, frantically using my backpack to cover the water stains on my skirt. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw he was still breathing heavily, bending over nervously, looking around at the people. I didn't care about anything else. The zoo finally saved me; the bus screeched to a halt, and I was the first to squeeze off, leaving behind only astonished stares from the crowd…

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