My Name is Li Sheng Series: Stories on the Bus

My name is Li Sheng, I'm 23 years old, and I just started my second year of university. As I've mentioned before, our school is located in a village, so you can tell from the location that our school is in the suburbs, not in the city. For university students studying in the suburbs, the most miserable thing about weekends is going to the city, because unless you have your own car, even the rich have to take the cheap public transport. Uh, let me clarify beforehand, it's not that I look down on people who take the bus, it's just that I'm a bit of a germaphobe, and I especially can't stand being crammed together with a bunch of people. The smell of sweat on other people makes me feel nauseous and like I want to vomit. Because of this, I usually stay at school on weekends and rarely go to the city. This day, because my girlfriend's birthday is coming up, and although she has a bit of a temper, she's honestly really good to me, so to thank her for her care and for the sake of our future sex life, I gritted my teeth and decided to go to the city for a big shopping spree. I remember my seniors summarizing the four-word experience of taking the bus: "Eyes sharp, feet quick." If you don't have good eyesight and fast legs, trying to grab a seat the moment you get on is practically a pipe dream. I kept their advice to heart, waiting for the bus like a secret agent, keeping my eyes and ears peeled. But sometimes reality is cruel; the will is there, but the strength is lacking. For someone like me who's barely taken the bus in ages, actually managing to grab a seat would be incredibly impressive—like a cow spreading its legs wide. Even though I strained my neck and pushed hard as soon as the bus arrived, I still ended up squeezed in the middle. If I weren't relatively tall, I'd be stuck smelling a bunch of ass the whole way. Of course, being squeezed in the middle wasn't all bad. As you can tell from my title, there was bound to be a beautiful girl. Speaking of this girl, I have to admit, while she wasn't the most beautiful girl I've ever seen, she was definitely the most radiant. The girl was quite tall. I'm not short to begin with, around 183cm, but she was only slightly shorter than me by about half a head. Most importantly, she had healthy, tanned skin and a curvaceous figure, especially her buttocks, which were incredibly full and perky, making you want to reach out and touch them. When we boarded the bus, although I didn't get a seat, I didn't come away empty-handed; I got a window seat in the middle section. Everyone knows that there are usually no seats in the middle of a bus facing the exit door, so passengers can stand there. Unfortunately, the girl's seat was squeezed between several people. We were initially back-to-back, and she was facing another man. But as the bus moved, we inevitably bumped into each other, so the girl asked to switch seats with me so she could stand by the window. I was initially reluctant, because sitting by the window was better—less contact with others and the smell less intense. But faced with the girl's pleading, as a grown man, I just couldn't bring myself to refuse. Actually, that's the downside of being a man—being too proud leads to suffering. After switching seats with the girl, she stood facing the window, back to back with me. I was facing a man, and the stench of sweat was unbearable. I endured it for a while, but finally, I couldn't take it anymore. So I asked the girl if I could turn around; I was feeling a bit carsick, and looking at the scenery would make me feel a little better. The girl was understanding and agreed. I was standing straight, afraid to touch the girl, because it would be so embarrassing if something happened. If the girl cried out, our Li family would be completely disgraced. But sometimes, reality doesn't cooperate. The driver suddenly braked sharply, and I was bumped from behind. I lost my balance, and my hands reached under the girl's armpits to hold onto the glass, my body pressed tightly against her back. Because of the heat, the girl was dressed lightly, wearing only a thin pair of shorts. When I leaned forward, my lower body pressed against her firm, full buttocks. Afraid she would misunderstand, I quickly apologized, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to." "It's okay," the girl said, blushing and shaking her head. She whispered, "I know you didn't mean to. But could you move a little?" Hearing her words, I breathed a sigh of relief and prepared to get up and move away. However, several more people had boarded after the driver stopped, and the bus was now packed like sardines. Changing seats wasn't easy. My entire body was pressed against the girl's back, and my lower body was pressed tightly against her buttocks. As the bus moved back and forth, my penis instantly became hard as iron, and I had the reaction a man should have. "I'm sorry, there are too many people. It's not that I don't want to move, I just can't find a place to sit," I quickly explained. The girl glanced back, her face flushing even more. As the car swayed, I thought I heard a soft moan. "N-nothing...it's okay, just lean on me...don't move." I was startled. A little embarrassed, I didn't dare move. But with people jostling behind us, even though I didn't want to move, my balance was off, and my lower body was still rubbing against the girl. The girl seemed to understand, and whispered again, "Hold me tight, keep your position." Hearing this, I, already unsteady, immediately wrapped my arms around her waist. "Don't hug my waist, hug me higher." Hearing this, my hand immediately reached upwards, and without realizing it, I ended up hugging her chest. Her full breasts were flattened by my arm. "You jerk, who told you to hug there? Hug my shoulder!" the girl cursed angrily, stomping on my foot. "Uh, I'm...I'm sorry, I'm so sorry," I quickly apologized, then put my arm around her shoulder. However, as the bus swayed, this trick didn't work well. Instead, the girl, with my arm around her shoulder, started swaying with the crowd. My penis, rubbing against her full buttocks through my thin pants, only became harder. After a while, the girl couldn't take it anymore and said again, "You should hold my waist." Although my penis was pressing against her buttocks, it wasn't as pleasurable as everyone imagined. The bus was too crowded, the swaying was uncomfortable, and the surrounding smell of sweat made it incredibly awkward. So, when the girl asked me to hold her waist, I quickly reached over. "Just like that, hold me and don't move... oh..." The girl only got halfway through her sentence before letting out a soft moan. Hearing her moan, I couldn't help but feel embarrassed. The girl was already tall, only a head shorter than me, and had long, straight, beautiful legs. Wearing high-heeled sandals, the car swayed, and I accidentally bumped forward, my penis instantly plunging between her legs, sinking into her soft flesh. My hands were fixed on her waist and abdomen, my penis thrusting in and out with the car's movement. Although it wasn't actually inside her through her thin pants, it instantly made my penis swell. The girl's neck turned bright red; perhaps feeling discomfort from the pressure on her vagina, she reached down and grabbed my penis, gripping it tightly in her hand. "Oh~~" My glans trembled instantly at the girl's small hand, and I couldn't help but let out a low groan. "Like that, behave yourself..." The girl gave me a reproachful look, saying nothing more, but tightened her grip on my penis. A surge of nervousness washed over me. I thought, "Sis, please don't squeeze too hard! This is much more precious than your cucumber. If you break it, you won't be able to pay for it." Even with these thoughts in mind, my penis, gripped by the girl, only grew more aroused, swelling even more through my pants. My desire intensified, my penis grew hotter, and I felt a throbbing sensation at the glans. Something seemed to be flowing from the urethral opening. My craving grew stronger, and finally, unable to hold back any longer, I gripped the girl's waist tightly, pressing my lower body against hers, and began thrusting wildly into her hand. At first, the girl held on, but after three minutes, she couldn't hold on any longer and let go. I thrust my penis upwards forcefully, penetrating her vagina through the thin fabric of my pants. It was like Sun Wukong wielding his staff, a dragon entering the sea. My mind went completely blank; all I wanted was release. I didn't care about the people around us; I just focused on gratifying myself. The girl leaned against the car wall, supporting herself, biting her lower lip tightly to avoid being heard by those around her. All the excitement was contained within ninilu.dom as she suppressed her emotions.The girl's voice was soft, occasionally letting out a low moan or two when she couldn't hold back anymore, but the sound was so faint that it was hard to hear unless you were very close. The bus was already crowded, and the noise from the moving bus meant that although we were making a lot of noise, it didn't attract the attention of those around us. I held the girl's waist, feeling her body temperature rising. Suddenly, her buttocks trembled a few times, and she let out a long moan. At that moment, I reached my limit; my penis instantly swelled to its maximum size, the glans heated up, the urethral opening relaxed, and I ejaculated.

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