An Encounter on the Bus

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The bus was always so crowded. The stifling air and indifferent faces were the expressions of every passenger; you could tell your own expression just by looking at others' faces. Here, only physical contact with a pretty girl felt exciting and safe. Perhaps this was the only place, I thought, as I looked around.

I noticed her as soon as she boarded: fair skin, tall, probably 165cm, her youthful glow still lingering but already somewhat serene, with a melancholic air that was very attractive to men. She squeezed through the crowd, and men, taking advantage of the congestion, shamelessly rubbed against her. She helplessly endured it. As she passed me, I defied the pressure from behind and sidestepped to give her space. She sensed it and stood close to me in the gap; my plan had succeeded. I pressed myself tightly against her body, and instantly, a seductive female form filled all my senses.

The crowded bus and her thin clothing gave me a perfect opportunity; I could feel every curve of her body. Inside the crowded train, her seemingly helpless yet submissive body aroused me. Every part of my body became sensitive and thirsty, and I rubbed against her with the swaying of the train. She struggled to resist, but her entire body was pressed against mine, and I could feel her full, elastic breasts pressing against my chest. The constant flow of people brought wave after wave of impact, making me bolder and more unrestrained.

With the rhythm of the train's swaying, I slowly wrapped my arms around her waist, but not tightly; I simply embraced her, taking advantage of this rare opportunity. We arrived at another stop. She didn't get off; the surging crowd pushed her tightly towards me once more. Taking advantage of this opportunity, I hugged her tightly. This alluring body completely surrendered to my embrace in this chaotic environment. Every cell in my body felt every inch of her warm, supple body. Her full breasts were being squeezed forcefully by me, and her faint, sweet fragrance filled my nostrils. My desire surged like a wave, and my penis pressed hard against her lower abdomen, seemingly eager to find an entrance. She sensed my presence, her breathing became a little rapid, and her face flushed slightly, but she didn't resist; in fact, she seemed to want to snuggle closer.

The train continued to sway, and we held each other tightly, feeling each other's bodies. I began to caress her body freely, and her young body softened and became gentle under my touch, gradually leaning against me. My hands roamed freely over her body. I had already passed my stop, but she hadn't gotten off. The bus's final stop was a university in the suburbs; could she be a student? We arrived at the final stop quickly. Reluctantly, I took my hand out of her clothes, still holding her tightly as we got off the bus.

Because of the proximity to the university campus, it wasn't too cold, and we clung tightly to each other. The passing pedestrians made me hesitant to be too forward; the desire burning fiercely within me. I anxiously looked around, trying to find a hotel, but she just kept walking forward; it seemed she knew the area well.

Gradually, the crowd thinned out, and we finally reached a secluded spot beside a grove of trees. We walked deeper into the thicket, into a small, open area. The grass on the ground made it difficult to walk, and we could no longer hear any other voices—we had arrived. I grabbed her shoulders from behind, turned her around, and pressed her tightly against the tree. As if waiting for my move, she threw herself into my arms.

We kissed and embraced passionately, like lovers who hadn't seen each other in a long time. I pressed hard against her body, which felt like a burning fire, and my little brother instantly sprang to life, thrusting against her. My hands roamed freely over her body, sucking hard on her small, smooth tongue. My hand slipped under her shirt, kneading her firm breasts, and she held my head, letting me do as I pleased. I

slowly slipped my hand into her panties and began to play with her vulva. Her vulva was already wet and full of lustful fluids; it seemed she had been aroused for a long time, and it was time for my little brother to make his move! I pressed her down on the grass, pulled down her trousers, and tore off her panties. She resisted with a dazed expression, her two snow-white, twisting thighs fully exposed before me, her vulva incredibly alluring against the backdrop of her dark forest. I quickly unzipped my pants, took out my already erect penis, climbed on top of her, grabbed her two white legs and placed them on my back, and thrust my engorged penis inside her.

She let out a soft moan and trembled slightly as she accepted. I began thrusting inside her sweet little hole, my hands kneading her breasts beneath her shirt. Her hands groaned aimlessly beside her writhing body, her expression obscured by the darkness. Her muffled moans rose and fell with the rhythm of my thrusts, intensifying my excitement.

Gradually, she became fully aroused, her breathing rapid and heavy, a low, animalistic sound emanating from deep within her throat, her chest heaving violently. I could feel her nipples hard and erect, throbbing in my palms. Instinctively, she squeezed her legs together tightly. I leaned down, gripping her shoulders firmly, my penis still relentlessly thrusting. Waves of pleasure surged from my lower abdomen to my brain, and I began to feel dizzy and lost in the sensation, no longer aware of the rest of my body.

Like a drill, I instinctively and relentlessly thrust and thrust deeper into her, as if penetrating her body would keep me in this frenzied state. The physical pleasure made me forget everything! She desperately tightened her thighs around my penis, her body responding to my thrusts, making each stroke rough, deep, and powerful.

The climax caused her body to spasm and tremble, gripping me with immense strength. An explosive feeling filled my mind, and I could no longer control myself, thrusting deep inside her, ejaculating like a pillar. The intense spasms kept me stiff, lying on top of her…

After getting dressed, it was already past ten o'clock. I really hoped to maintain this relationship with her; after all, she was a young girl who was unforgettable. But she didn't agree to my request. She was silent and calm, and I had nothing to worry about. No name, no phone number, no trace of her—the girl was leaving just like that. I could only let her go; this wild encounter had to end like this. I watched helplessly as she turned the corner and disappeared.

I still had to catch the return bus. There were still buses, but only a few people were left. A beautiful woman sat in front, but the empty bus was my safe haven. I looked out the window at this unexpected place, feeling dejected as I waited to go home. The bus finally started moving.

Just then, someone outside shouted, "Stop! Stop!" The driver impatiently pulled over. She jumped in with a "whoosh." I went over and sat next to her. She looked at me expressionlessly without saying a word. We remained silent for the entire ride. I was thinking about what to do next time, but in the end, I still didn't speak. She arrived before me. I handed her a note with my email address and last name on it. She clutched it and hurriedly got off the bus.

I waited for her message. A month later, I finally received it:

"Saturday, 7 PM, Pacific Cinema, Small Boat."

[The End]

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