Touching beautiful women on long-distance buses

Hehe, actually, I've touched girls while riding in a car before. It felt really exciting at the time, but afterwards I felt a little scared. Because if the girl had screamed, losing face would have been a minor issue; I might have even gotten beaten up. The first time I went to work in Guangdong, I took a long-distance chartered bus home for the Spring Festival with a fellow villager. When we got on, we found it was several seats overloaded. Luckily, there was an empty section in the back, so we sat there. That night, we were so tired, and since almost no one was moving around, we just lay down on the floor to sleep. Thankfully, there was a carpet. When I woke up in the middle of the night, all the lights were off, and the bus was pitch black. The two drivers took turns driving, and the bus never stopped. When we reached a street with lights, I looked around and realized there were four of us lying side-by-side. My fellow villager was on my right, and the two on my left were women. That meant I was sleeping next to a woman. At that moment, for someone like me who had never explored the secrets of women, my heart started racing and my breathing became rapid… I lay down again, unable to sleep peacefully. After struggling for a while, my hand finally moved towards her waist. At first, I pretended to accidentally touch her waist and then pulled away. After several times, I stopped pulling my hand away. After a while, my left hand slowly slipped inside her clothes and touched her skin. I was so excited at that moment. I calmed down for a moment, then couldn't help but let my hand trace her waist. At this point, I felt that she knew. Seeing that she didn't dodge, I pulled my left hand out, then rolled over to lie on my side, and my right hand went directly inside her waist, moving up to her breasts (she was wearing a tight belt, and I really wanted to touch her genitals directly, since that was the most mysterious place for me). When I touched her breasts, the two mounds were so hot, held tightly by her bra. Later, my hand finally touched her nipples. At that time, I didn't understand anything about the feel or elasticity of her breasts. I was touching a warm, soft mass of flesh. I was sure she knew I was touching her because she would move her body slightly, as if afraid someone would notice. When I touched her nipples, I really felt something was wrong. Why? Because they were so small. In my memory, I had only seen the nipples of women breastfeeding their children in rural areas, so I was puzzled by this woman's small nipples. But I didn't think too much about it at the time. I continued touching her for a while, then tried to touch her genitals, but unfortunately, I couldn't reach them because her belt was too tight, and it was difficult to insert my hand. She was wearing pants, and several times, just as I reached inside her pants, she would press down on me to prevent me from going further. I was afraid she would get angry and yell, so I could only press against her genitals through her pants. But through the thick jeans, it didn't seem very effective, so I withdrew my hand. After a while, I tried to touch her breasts again, but they were too small for me to penetrate. She didn't care. Eventually, I got sleepy and went to sleep. The next day, just as dawn broke, the driver shouted that we had arrived at the gas station and that anyone needing to use the restroom should get off. When I woke up, my first instinct was to look at the woman next to me. Unfortunately, she had her back to me, so I waited outside the car to see what she looked like. Finally, she got out. Heh, she was young, probably around my age, just average-looking. She was accompanied by someone, presumably an elder. I was worried she wouldn't tell her elder. After they finished using the restroom, everything seemed fine, so I felt relieved. I deliberately walked past her, observing her expression. She pretended not to see me, but I was sure she knew it was me. Then they both got back into the car. They got off in either Hunan or Hubei. I'm from Henan, so I continued on the bus. I felt a huge emptiness in my heart. When I got home, I told my fellow villager what happened that night. My villager didn't believe me, so I just smiled and didn't say anything more. But even now, at 30, this incident still touches me a little when I think about it… [The End]

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