[My Ten Years of Bus Experience] Author: Unknown

My Ten Years of Bus Experiences

Author: Unknown
Word Count: 4006 words

Hello everyone, I'm the protagonist of this story. Let me introduce myself first. My name is Xiaopang, and I
'm from Hebei.
Even at a very young age, I knew how to satisfy my little desires by touching the underskirts of older girls, haha! I started knowing the pleasure of masturbation around age 8, and then in middle school, I experienced
what , haha, you all know what that means! Okay, let's get back to the point, enough rambling!

In a metropolis like the capital, everyone knows how congested the bus is! Everywhere is congested
, but that's what made it possible for me, otherwise, where would I find myself touching things? Haha!

I think the most important things for bus harassment are patience, perseverance, and a fearless spirit!

Patience is key. What if you want to molest someone on the bus, but there aren't any pretty girls around? You have to
wait patiently. Maybe after five or ten minutes, a girl you like will appear. And what if you do? You have to molest
her, right? You also have to patiently wait for the bus with her, otherwise, where else can you do it? I remember once
waiting for half an hour at the busiest bus stop in the dead of winter, and finally a girl wearing stockings,
a short skirt – she was so sexy! I slept with her as soon as she got on the bus! But it's not always necessary to
molest someone on the bus. When a girl is about to board, if she's wearing a skirt and it's crowded, you can
just molest her. For example, when she's about to lift her leg to get on,
you can simply slip your hand under her skirt and touch her butt – it always works! If the girl turns around and glares at you, my choice
is to stop while you're ahead. Just enjoy it for a bit; maybe a prettier girl will appear. Then you
can leave the crowd! If the girl doesn't glare at you, then go for it and grope her on the bus!

Perseverance is also an essential mindset for bus perverts. Even if there's a really pretty girl in front of you, but the bus
is too empty, and she's still sitting, what do you do? You have to wait for an opportunity. Like last time, in front of a bus stop near a big
shopping mall , there was a girl dressed incredibly provocatively, in a super short skirt and stockings (my minimum standard for groping a girl is that she
must be wearing stockings, otherwise I'd rather not grope her). I had already enjoyed myself outside the bus, but once I got on, I suddenly wanted to cry.
There were so few people on the bus, so few that everyone could sit down. What to do? Getting off wouldn't be appropriate, but how could I grope her if I didn't get off?

So I sat down a bit further away from the girl, waiting for my chance, because the next stop would be packed.
Sure enough, at the next stop, it was incredibly crowded, people swarming in like a beehive.
With limited , I simply lifted her skirt and placed the back of my hand on her butt, then started groping her without restraint.
(Also, not all girls are that horny. Letting you touch her butt is already a big favor; don't
push your luck, or you'll either get a good scolding or be called in by the police.)

Anyway, just as I was enjoying myself, the girl started struggling with me. She wouldn't let me touch
her, but I persisted. Finally, I lifted her skirt, placed both palms on her butt, and
rubbed my penis against it. Hehe, that felt amazing! (I originally wanted to just take her right there,
but she was too innocent and cute; I didn't want to bully her too much, so I just masturbated.)

She got off the bus, and I followed her off (I don't know if any of you guys have ever actually followed someone, but I
did that day, and her butt is marked with my offspring). I followed the girl to her house, then
hugged , forced her to open her own door, forced her to give me oral sex, and then penetrated her vagina. That day
, I was so lustful that I couldn't control myself and just raped her!

My steps for molesting her on the bus are as follows: First, I'd have some fun outside the bus. Then, once on the bus,
I'd press myself tightly against her back and gently touch her buttocks with the back of my hand to see her reaction. Then, I'd move my hand down, slowly
to the edge of her skirt, and gently lift it up, as if supporting it. I'd
slip my hand inside, letting her get used to the back of my hand. Then, when the bus turns or brakes suddenly, I'd suddenly turn
my hand around and touch her with my palm. If she didn't react after two or three minutes, congratulations, you can
proceed to the next step, such as touching her breasts, her nipples, etc. It all depends on your own discretion
. To be honest, from 1997 to now, I've had fewer than 10 girls on buses who I actually slept with.
But if I really touched them until they were wet, I think there must be at least a hundred or so. Women
are meant to be touched, but you absolutely can't push them too far, or you'll regret it. Of course, there are
exceptions, but that's another story!

Okay, I'll stop here for now. Next time I'll post about how I slept with those ten girls on the bus!

If you support me, give me a thumbs up; if not, just read it for fun!

(I)

Hello everyone, it's the weekend, so I'm enjoying some leisure time at home to share my experience!

Beijing Railway Station in 1998 was packed with people. A college student with a backpack (that was me) was
looking around aimlessly.

"Hello, are you a student at ×××××××× College?"

"Yes!"

"Please follow me! I'm from the college's admissions office!"

"Oh!"

This girl is really nice, full buttocks, medium-sized breasts, pear-shaped, hmm... top-notch!
How great it would be to touch her!

My eyes were glued to her buttocks, and I almost bumped into her.

"This is our college's bus, get in!"

"Okay!"

"Oh... what are you doing!"

"Sorry, you're so beautiful, you even block the sunlight, I didn't notice... hehe!"

"Ugh... hurry up and get in, you're the only one left!"

The girl smiled slightly at my back as I got in!

I saw it in the rearview mirror! She called out because I touched her while I was getting in!

I found a seat, stared out the window, and suddenly felt a little lost. I came from a small
city to a metropolis like Beijing, and from now on I'll have to work hard on my own! Sigh...

but Beijing, here I come! Beijing girls, it's time for me to have some fun! Six years of college life won't be
lonely anymore. Hahaha... Yay!!!

My first target is that girl from the admissions office! No

sooner said than done, my seat was in the front row, close to the driver, and after the girl got in...
She plopped down next to me (she had nowhere else to sit, the bus was packed). What a stroke of luck!

"Senior, how long will it take to get back to school?"

"Um... about an hour and a half!"

"What?! Are you kidding me? Over an hour?! Oh my god, Beijing is so big!
What kind of school did Dad find for me?!"

"Okay, that's not bad. If there's no traffic, it'll be an hour and a half!"

"Ah!!! Ugh!!!"

"Alright, stop yelling. Just sleep on the bus, you'll be there soon. You just got off the train, sleep a bit!"

"Tears are streaming down my face, I'm so touched! Senior, you're so kind, you're the best girl I've ever met!"

"Alright, stop joking!"

... (hundreds of words omitted, but we just chatted non-stop!)

It seemed like her words really worked; before I knew it, I was asleep from talking to her!

When I woke up, she was also sleepy, and her head was resting slightly on my shoulder. She looked so
beautiful !

The opportunity had arrived! Why wait any longer? (Now, let's get down to business.)

I slowly crossed my arms over my chest, so my right hand could touch her body,
and I could immediately withdraw it if she woke up!

My right hand gently touched her right side, slowly moving upwards until it touched her small breasts. Then,
I gently placed the back of my hand on them, while my left hand lowered to my left leg, also gently touching her leg with the back of my hand
(it was summer, and she was wearing a short-sleeved shirt and a skirt that went past her knees). If she
didn't notice, I turned my hand over and touched her thigh with my palm, but not up or down, as that might
wake her up, so I wasn't in a rush!

Meanwhile, my right hand wasn't idle either, gently rubbing her breasts with the back of my hand. Okay, she's not awake yet, time
to get started! I raised my right hand and sat down, reaching my hand inside her collar
to touch her breasts. No reaction? Are girls all such heavy sleepers? Oh well! Gradually, I opened my hand
and touched her breasts with my fingers (the breasts I had just touched with my hand). Mmm...they're so bouncy! Then I
gradually opened my right hand and touched them (remember not to make any big movements, or the consequences of the beauty waking up will be severe).
Hehe, that feeling (I don't need to say more, it's both stimulating and pleasurable)!

I touched her like that for about five or six minutes. Okay, I'm done with the top, time for the bottom! I placed my left hand on her
leg first, then my right hand on my stomach, using the back of my hand to touch her buttocks to get a feel for it. Then
I grabbed the hem of her skirt and slowly pulled it up little by little until I finally saw her two snow-
white thighs. It seems this girl takes good care of herself, I thought to myself. But my hands weren't idle.
I pressed my left hand against the window frame and placed my right hand directly between her legs (don't get the wrong idea, it was on the seat
between ). My hand slowly reached forward and finally touched
her pubic area. It was warm. I gently touched her mons pubis, intentionally or unintentionally, just to give her some sensation. Otherwise, it would be
so boring, like a dead person!

Then I gently blew into her ear, and she seemed to feel it. She slightly parted her legs,
so my entire right hand was inside her skirt. I continued (generally,
when , I only target the upper body; I rarely get a chance on the lower body, usually just touching her butt). Then
I changed positions, pulling my left hand back and placing it on her shoulder, making it feel like I was hugging her. My right hand
continued to attack her vulva, and gradually, it seemed... a little wet. No way, it's only been five
minutes, and it's already like this! What would happen in bed?! I decided to go all in and tease
her directly with my middle finger to see her reaction. I extended my middle finger, found the edge of her opening, and gently pushed it in. At the same time, my
left hand was already holding and playing with her right breast!

Her breathing began to become heavier, her face flushed, and she looked incredibly cute!

Hehe, today seems to be my lucky day! Okay, that's enough. I'm done touching you. I've had my fun. There will be plenty of other opportunities.
As I slowly withdrew my hand

, *screech*... Ah!!! I almost crashed into the windshield. Damn driver,
why did you have to brake so suddenly? I was having so much fun!

Despite cursing, I was secretly relieved. If it weren't for the driver's sudden braking, I might have made a mistake today!

Just then, my sweetheart next to me woke up. Looking at her neatly dressed clothes, she stared at me with wide eyes, looking
incredulous (I had straightened her clothes when I withdrew my hand). She muttered,
"How come they're so neat?" Then she glared at me angrily . Knowing I was in the wrong, I didn't dare look at her and looked out the window, reminiscing about the exhilarating moment

. Finally, the car arrived. I felt like I was about to burn from her glare! As she was getting off the bus, she whispered in my ear, "You wait, kid, one day I'll make you pay, hmph!!" Hehe, I knew I wouldn't be lonely for the next six years because of her! But in the end, she became my girlfriend, and now my lover, hehe… what a coincidence! My hobby is taking the bus, whether it's summer or winter. After watching , it had a huge impact on me! So no matter the weather or the environment, whether it's crowded or not, if I like a girl and she's on the bus, I'll definitely molest her! This article is a bit wordy and tedious, so please, fellow perverts, read it patiently! Those with money, please support me financially; those without, please support me with your presence! Thank you!!! Continuing the series: (Part Two) After finishing the first part, I didn't expect to get over a hundred replies. Although it's been four years, hehe, I'm content and happy, that's enough! Regarding the real issue raised by you readers, I'd like to say this: while the alleged stalking and rape is indeed a figment of my imagination, the behavior on the bus is absolutely true. It was earned through countless cold stares and insults! You may have your own opinions on this!

I arrived at school, got off the bus alone, and wandered into my assigned dormitory with my luggage. I quickly scanned my roommates; thankfully, they were all male (it's rare for a medium-sized vocational college like ours to have mixed-gender dorms these days, though I'm already fantasizing about it). There were six of us, including me, and we immediately started chatting. Oh, so we were all from the same place, some even from the same neighborhood! Awesome! After chatting, we each packed up and then went for a walk around campus. To put it bluntly, we were looking for girls to settle down with and find a place to belong for our six lonely years. (I only learned this later, because anyone who's been to university knows that the days around freshman registration and military training are already the start of a pack of wolves hunting for sheep. If you don't find your prey early, other hunters will snatch it away. And if they do, and you don't get it, a fight is inevitable, so you have to find a target quickly.) Hehe, after we finished getting ready, we went downstairs together to the small garden in the center of the dormitory (that was the most crowded place in our school; the cafeteria was right next to the dormitory building, two buildings for boys and two for girls). We sat down there and started looking around. Since it was the first day of school, there were a lot of people coming and going. At that moment, the senior I had harassed on the bus came downstairs with her lunchbox, looking all radiant. She had obviously just finished showering. From a distance, she looked like a lark, chirping away. She was clearly the kind of person who was very popular, but you would never get annoyed by her! Looking at her, and thinking about everything I'd done to her on the bus, a strong desire to conquer spread through my heart. I wanted her; I wanted her not only physically, but also emotionally. She was mine!
(Why am I describing my school in such detail here? Because I think everyone has a fondness for their university life. You might not remember your classmates, your teachers, or your buddies from your youthful days, but there's one thing you'll definitely remember: the school's environment—the sports field, the classrooms, the cafeteria—because it's etched in your memory!)
As I sat there lost in thought, she noticed me. She just gestured at me from afar and glared at me fiercely. I pretended not to notice and looked around. Finally, she went to get her food, and I escaped her disapproving gaze.
Then a whole bunch of freshmen came over with their bedding rolls, like refugees. They sat there for a few more minutes, then, feeling bored, went back to their dorms to get their food. Okay, back to the main topic!
Life begins:
To get to our school, you have to take a bus, one of those big buses called "Dog Life Zero Bus." Back in YJ, there weren't many Dog Life Zero Buses, just a few lines. Our school was in a specific area; meaning, the bus stops were all near schools, but it wasn't quite a city yet, so every bus stop was packed! Today's the weekend, time to start my plan—to go sightseeing in the city. I got up promptly at 7:30, got ready, and stood by the bus stop waiting for my chance. Ugh, is that a woman? She's so thick! That woman has such beautiful legs! Yaya's pretty, her face! Where are you, Calabash Brother? Is that your sister? Take her home right now! Damn it, you've really been hit hard! Your proportions are completely off! After waiting and waiting, two decent-looking girls finally appeared next to me while I waited for the bus. I was so eager to get their attention! The girls weren't tall, and they were wearing sneakers, shorts, and ponytails—the kind of fresh and clean look! Hmm, the one in the pink t-shirt is pretty; she's the one! Hey, the car's here. Get ready. First, stand behind the two girls. When the car stops and people move, follow behind. She lifts her leg, and I stretch out my right hand, first rubbing against her smooth thigh. Then, taking advantage of the crowd, I push them apart. (Otherwise, if things get out of hand, the looks both girls give you will be enough to make you suffer. Besides, even a fool can see what you did. If that attracts some angry young man's attention, you won't be able to do anything else today.) I raise my right hand to her stomach, and taking advantage of the crowd and the car, I slip my hand through the gap between her shirt and pants, slip my fingers inside, and touch her smooth waist. Then my fingers move down. Usually, when girls wear underwear and pants, there's always a time when the underwear is higher than the pants. Feel the edge of her underwear and enjoy it first! Then quickly grab a seat (because people tend to cluster together; when you get on the bus, you need to scan which seats have pretty girls, and only after those people get off can you possibly sit next to them and have a chance!). Since I was among them, I directly sat in the only two-seater seat on the bus. At this point, the girl saw me sitting there and had no choice but to sit next to me, telling her friend to sit in the back. I was sitting on the outside – remember, this is crucial, don't just sit anywhere. Women are naturally less secure; letting her sit inside makes her feel safe and comfortable. Most importantly, if it's a long bus ride, she'll easily fall asleep, creating an opportunity for us!

That's all for now, I have to go out this afternoon, will continue tonight!

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