In the subway, she touched my lower body.

It was an ordinary morning in Shanghai after the SARS outbreak. I left home early to pick up a friend.
I thought it wouldn't be too crowded since SARS had just ended, but as soon as I reached the platform, the train roared in, and it was as
packed ! I hesitated, thinking, "I'll wait for the next one!" But the flow of people wouldn't allow me to hesitate and
pushed me into the carriage... "Hey! Hey!" I wanted to back away, but when my eyes met the complaining looks of several middle-aged women,
I gave up the futile action. Oh well! I'll just have to bear it! I comforted myself... The carriage was stuffy and the air was murky, making me drowsy... I simply pulled my arm back from the handrail and
leaned against it. "This doesn't take much effort." I closed my eyes to rest for a bit, but as soon as I closed them, the people around me
started to push and shove. It seemed that someone had arrived at their stop. I spotted an empty space and quickly squeezed in, making my way to the middle of the carriage.
The passengers here had a longer journey, so they could rest in peace for a while. I was feeling smug about my experience in squeezing onto crowded trains
when suddenly a rich but not overpowering fragrance wafted into my nose. The contrast of such a scent in this carriage
was striking, and I couldn't help but look in the direction of the fragrance... It was a very fashionable woman with dyed wavy hair casually draped over her shoulders. She wore a brown
fitted leather jacket, a white turtleneck sweater underneath, a brown short leather skirt, revealing a section of her slender legs covered in white
stockings , and a pair of mid-calf boots. Tall and slender, she was strikingly beautiful. I couldn't help but gaze at her
face . She was very pretty, with long eyebrows, narrow eyes, a high nose, and slightly upturned cherry lips. She wore
thin-rimmed black glasses, but strangely, I felt there was an undeniable allure about her. Perhaps it was
the small black mole under her eye, or the blush on her cheeks, or perhaps… Just as I was pondering this, I unexpectedly met her gaze. It was a very sincere and kind
look , seemingly containing a gentle, sweet smile. I lowered my head shyly. For an inexperienced young man
, colliding with such a gaze could only result in an embarrassing retreat… But to my surprise, the embarrassing part was yet to come! The subway arrived at xxx station. Being
a major station, a large number of commuters flooded into the carriages, jostling and shouting, "
Move in " "Move in! There are a lot of people behind..." "Move to the middle..." I immediately felt a strong force pushing me forward, and I involuntarily pressed
myself against the woman in front of me. She frowned slightly, seemingly wanting to back away to create some distance, but in such
an environment, moving independently was virtually impossible. She quickly noticed this and
could face-to-face confrontation, minimizing unnecessary embarrassment. However, things rarely go as planned—that's the biggest characteristic of real life! The woman's body was incredibly sexy and alluring, her breasts high, firm, and full. In fact, I didn't need to rely on
my eyes ; my body already told me that her breasts were very elastic. Because we were now pressed tightly
together, and the woman was very tall, almost as tall as me, her breasts were pressed firmly against my chest.
Those two large breasts seemed unable to bear the weight, desperately trying to push away the pressure, but it was like a mantis trying to stop a chariot, helplessly being
pressed into two flat, round patties. I only felt an incomparably soft and supple texture against my chest, a soft, elastic force that
filled me with immense pleasure! The woman's two long, slender legs were embedded in my crotch, firmly clamped between my legs, rendering me
immobile . The sensitive muscles on the inside of my thighs revealed the rounded, flowing shape of her legs, and
the parts clad only in stockings were incredibly sensual. Many men would find legs like that appealing! I thought to myself… the relationship between a man's and a woman's thighs naturally evokes suggestive thoughts. This thought was quite alarming;
the woman instantly sensed a physiological change in me, her face flushing crimson. I was also
extremely embarrassed; my erection at this time and place was truly inappropriate. But the human body is honest and wondrous;
the more try to hide or restrain yourself, the faster it manifests. In an instant, my penis was fully erect. Perhaps it was
the beauty of the opposite sex's body, but my penis was much thicker than when I masturbated alone. The glans broke through the foreskin and pressed
directly against my underwear, a tingling and numb sensation, and a little fluid seeped out from the urethral opening. Just then, the train arrived at the station. A middle-aged man standing next to the woman seemed to suddenly remember something and struggled
towards the door. Since the woman's legs were between mine, she was naturally unsteady and stumbled, falling
into my arms. In her haste, the woman grabbed me. This was a disaster! I was already struggling to control myself, and
this hug made it even worse. Taking advantage of the situation, I reached out and tightly embraced her slender waist. She was startled and
instinctively struggled, but seeing it was ineffective, she didn't move again. My heart skipped a beat. Before she could react,
I had already begun my actions. My hand swiftly slipped under her leather jacket, placing it on her waist. Ah, so warm!
I thought. Then, I gently stroked her back, my fingertips tracing the groove along her spine, following the
smooth curve downwards to her full, upturned buttocks. Even through the thick leather skirt, the curves and texture of the
woman
's buttocks were still vaguely discernible, but I didn't linger there, because further down lay her shapely legs. This was the most exposed part of her body: although she wore stockings, their purpose was merely to
enhance the feel of her thighs, making them incredibly smooth and supple. I greedily lingered there, my palms curving inwards to perfectly align with the rounded
inner thighs. I moved my hands back and forth, gently caressing them, occasionally tracing my nails across the stockings. This first-rate
tactile pleasure thrilled me, and the woman didn't stop my advances, letting me do as I pleased. Emboldened
, my hand slid down the inner thigh and under her skirt, heading straight for her private area… The woman was startled; she hadn't expected the shy, naive young man to be so
audacious under the influence of lust. She hurriedly grabbed my hand, which was already inside her skirt, trying to stop me. But it was too late;
my fingers had already touched her clitoris. A tingling sensation shot from where my fingers touched her clitoris, up her
spine, and quickly spread throughout her body. She involuntarily shivered… I clearly felt her trembling and quickly used my left hand to hold her tighter, while my right hand did
n't stop. Using my middle finger, I patted her vulva up and down; my index and ring fingers trembled and stimulated her
labia majora. The woman gasped softly, saying, "No...no...touch this..." "Ouch..." My fingers had actually found that darn little lump of flesh. I quickly used my index finger and thumb to
gently rub her clitoris, while my middle and ring fingers also stimulated her labia.
The woman immediately felt weak and aroused, her eyes closed, biting her lip, trembling, her arms
tightly wrapped around me. Without this support, she would probably collapse to the ground immediately; at this moment, her thighs were barely holding on.
I couldn't use it... but I was secretly pleased with myself. Those adult film techniques I'd watched were actually coming in handy now. No one noticed what was happening between the two of them. Even if they did, they were probably a
couple deeply in love, used to this kind of thing. But who could have guessed that before getting on the bus, they were complete
strangers? We clung to each other tightly for a few minutes. Suddenly, the woman's body slumped. Luckily, we were
still tightly embracing, and I caught her in time, otherwise she would have really fallen to her knees. It turned out that under my ministrations, she
had already aroused and was now completely exhausted, which was why she was about to kneel. At the same time, I felt
a . The woman's hot semen sprayed all over my palm and flowed down my wrist into my sleeve, leaving my hand sticky
and hot. Interestingly, the woman's vaginal opening slightly widened with her ejaculation. My fingers, now
covered in semen, slid smoothly and without any resistance, slipping into her vagina through the open opening. Although it was only
between my fingers, I immediately felt the high temperature and softness of her clitoris. I began to slowly thrust in and out. At first, the woman, having just ejaculated, didn't feel anything. But soon after, the woman
began to tremble again, even more violently than before. She made soft moaning sounds, her breathing became heavy, her eyes were glazed,
and a few strands of hair fell from her forehead, partially obscuring one eye. Her every move was captivating, leaving me
mesmerized and speechless. My thrusting became even more vigorous, my two fingers moving in and out with varying depths and a rotating force,
creating surging waves within her cleavage. The techniques I used to tease the inner walls of her vagina were exquisitely ecstatic, leaving the woman
dizzy and disoriented! My wrists twisted, my fingers flicked, I caressed and rubbed, thrusting and pulling, drawing out
endless streams of spring water… Just as I was enjoying myself immensely, the woman suddenly gripped my shoulders tightly, letting out soft moans and gasps, reaching another climax,
and ejaculating another thick stream of semen before surrendering once more… I continued my movements, fueled by her fluids, but the limp woman dared not let me continue, otherwise she probably
wouldn't even have the strength to get off the bus… (urgent) She murmured in a low voice, "No...no...don't...do that to me...!" "I'll...help you..." She then placed her slender hand on my crotch. I was
stunned by her action. Her snow-white, soft hand deftly caressed her crotch, then she unzipped
her shirt, slipped it inside her pants, and rubbed my penis through her underwear. I said in a deep voice, "Take it out
." My hand began thrusting into her vagina again. She moaned, "No...don't...I'm touching
...touching..." She quickly pulled out my penis and began stroking it up and down in a ring-like motion. She must have had sexual experience; she
knew the sensitivity of each part. Suddenly, she gently rubbed the glans with her thumb and forefinger, her palm facing
inward, pressing the base of her thumb against the coronal sulcus. She slowly rotated her penis; then suddenly tugged at my scrotum, cupping
my testicles . In an instant, the woman's ministrations caused my lower body to swell violently, my penis throbbing uncontrollably. I hurriedly wrapped my arms tightly around her slender waist,
buried my head in her shoulder, and began to pant heavily… The woman, however, felt strange, thinking to herself: Judging from my skillful techniques just now, you should be a sex expert. Who would have thought that
I couldn't resist after being teased like this? Am I a fledgling? Hehe! You played with me like that just now, let's see how I
retaliate . Having made up my mind, I pulled my penis out of my jeans and sandwiched it between my legs, my buttocks swaying back and forth
… Those thighs are the most vibrant and fleshy part of a young woman's body, and with the woman wearing silk stockings,
they were incredibly soft and smooth. The semen on my glans made the movement completely unimpeded. Although it lacked the pleasure and warmth of a woman's body,
it had a unique charm! The woman playfully whispered, "Hehe, who's better… hehehehe." I was about to reply when suddenly a jolt of electricity shot through my spine, my penis throbbed uncontrollably, and my head spun wildly. I quickly took a deep
breath and clenched my buttocks, afraid that I would ejaculate prematurely, but that's something no human can control... The girl also sensed my unusual movement and regretted that she had gone too far, but it was too
late to mend the situation... I could only steel myself, squeeze my legs tightly, and press my buttocks down hard, thinking to myself: I mustn't let this little devil
ejaculate on me! This sudden action only fueled my anger, and I could no longer hold back.
My seminal vesicles twitched, and a hot ball of semen gushed out from the vas deferens as a stream of hot semen... Fortunately, the girl squeezed her legs in time, otherwise, with such force, no one else would have escaped unscathed. The woman felt
a burning sensation on her inner thigh, knowing he had finished, and said, "Look at you... how dirty you are..." She was secretly glad she was wearing white stockings, making it less noticeable; if they were dark,
she wouldn't know what to do... Soon after, I came to my senses. After the intense desire subsided, I felt incredibly fearful, never imagining I would do something so
reckless. I was worried she would be in trouble if she found out. Thinking this, I tried to leave. Unexpectedly, the woman was smiling
at me . Seeing this, I knew I had a chance, and my courage grew considerably. So, after getting off the bus, I quickly exchanged...
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