tenderness all the way

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During my senior year of college, the second semester was relatively free, and I spent my free time traveling around. Parties, hookups, and so
on. One day, I was in a hurry to get home because of some work. By the time I got to the bus station, it was almost dark. Since it was Wednesday, the station wasn't as crowded as on a holiday. Just as I finished buying my ticket home, three pretty and well-dressed women lined up behind me, making me want to approach them. As I walked out, I overheard them buying tickets for the same destination as me. I thought to myself, "It's highly likely we'll be sitting in the same row. I'll be next to a pretty girl..."
When it was time to board, I got on the bus first. The seat next to me remained empty, and I was really hoping someone would sit there. Just as the bus was about to depart, they rushed over. One of them, about 165cm tall with a pear-shaped hairstyle, slightly chubby, and really pretty, sat next to me. At that moment, I thought any man sitting next to her would have some typical male reaction. After she got on the bus, she kept chatting on QQ, occasionally talking to the people in front of her. (Later I learned they were going for training)
It was also the first time Xiao Lang had tried to take things further. I noticed her leg awkwardly brushing against mine. I glanced at her, but she didn't react, so I didn't move away. Sometimes the bus would bump, but she didn't move away either. Gradually, it got dark, the bus lights were turned off, and only a movie was playing on the in-vehicle TV. She stopped talking, occasionally watching the movie, and her laughter sounded sweet to me. I looked at her, and our eyes met. I gently took her hand. She quickly pulled it back and whispered in my ear, "What do you want to do?" She didn't seem very forceful; instead, she was still looking at me. I thought if she showed some resistance, I wouldn't have taken her hand again. This time, she didn't resist; instead, she leaned closer to me. I put my arm around her, like I would with my girlfriend. I asked, "What are you three beautiful people doing here?" She said she met them at training, they were all from the same place, and came back together, but they weren't very familiar with each other. Seeing how handsome he was, I kissed him, and he responded readily. A young girl's lips were so soft; I couldn't tell if it was her tongue, her lips, or a piece of tender, moist flesh. We exchanged saliva, and my other hand caressed his body. Hearing his voice made all the difference. I roughly unbuttoned her clothes, ripped off her bra and panties, unzipped her pants, and grabbed her breasts, kneading them. Looking around, there was no sound; some were sleeping, some were doing something else, and I couldn't see what we were doing. We couldn't waste any more time. I unzipped my jeans with one hand, letting out my long-erect penis, and then, with her neck exposed, I pressed down on it. There was almost no resistance; she obediently put it in her mouth and began gently stroking it. I was so excited! Plus, I was worried that her friend in the front seat might turn around and talk to her, giving me away. I surrendered in about three minutes. I quietly cleaned myself up, and we hugged. Thinking about the late-night drive ahead, my penis was in luck. We cuddled all the way. After we
got off the highway, I asked her, "How are you going to get home so late? Is someone picking you up?" She said no. I said, "Such a beautiful girl, and her boyfriend doesn't even care about you. What if you get lost?" She said she was alone and there wasn't anyone suitable to be with. I said, "Then I'll take you home. I'm worried about your safety." She didn't refuse. I said, "I'll take you to get something to eat; you seem hungry." After we finished eating, I naturally took her home and invited her to my place. Then we made love, and it was very exciting to have sex with a beautiful woman. Later, when I missed her, I would go to her place; when she missed me, she would call me. We became good friends, talking about things in our lives. Now she has a boyfriend, and we see each other less often, but we still contact each other occasionally. This is probably our fate.
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