I almost got raped in the car.

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When I vaguely felt a hand stroking my buttocks and pulling down my underwear under my skirt, rubbing it back and forth, I knew I had been sexually assaulted on the bus. The thought of being grabbed and forced into molestation by a strange man on the bus sent chills down my spine. I had always thought that being sexually assaulted on a bus was impossible; after all, I felt no one would dare to do that to me in real life. But reality gave me a harsh wake-up call. You know, there are all sorts of birds in this world…

I remember that hot summer day. After I boarded the bus and bought my ticket, there was a commotion outside the door. A dozen or so students in green uniforms, judging by their age and skin color, were jumping and skipping onto the bus. Half of them were girls, and there was a large group of boys, all tall and strong.

In just half a minute, the bus was packed, making it difficult to move. Then, the bus started moving, jolting me awake from my drowsy state. I felt annoyed and blamed the driver for his inexperience. This prevented me from getting a proper nap.

Seeing how crowded it was, I took a step or two back, but then realized there were too many people behind me to squeeze in. I grabbed the handrail, and the bus started moving. I felt someone very close behind me, touching my buttocks. I didn't pay much attention at the time. After a while, I felt something circling my buttocks again. I turned my head slightly and looked back, and saw a man behind me. Upon closer inspection, I realized it was the college student who had boarded earlier! Then I understood what was happening; I knew it must be him. My mind went blank. Instead of refusing, I let him thrust into me from behind, arching my buttocks slightly. My mind was in turmoil…

Then he reached up and covered my mouth with his hand. While I wasn't looking, he unzipped his pants and pulled out his penis. I wanted to scream, but he covered my mouth, so I couldn't call for help. The thought of being violated on the bus—if he found out, I'd be ruined. I hadn't refused his advances because I didn't know he'd be so bold as to violate me on the bus. If I had known my momentary indulgence would lead to this, I wouldn't have done such a stupid thing. Now it was too late to regret it. He used the bus's momentum to rub his penis against my private parts, arousing my desire. He spread my wetness open with his hand, and I felt an overwhelming urge to crawl inside. It was so shameful. I was violated on the bus, yet I actually experienced pleasure. He must have thought I was a promiscuous woman, so excited about being assaulted on the bus, which is why he targeted me. I tried to stop him angrily, but he grabbed my hand, rendering me powerless. I could only let him do as he pleased. Fortunately, nothing happened afterwards. Since the bus was about to stop, and I guess it was a group of students who had arranged to do something, he put his thing back, pulled down my skirt, and got off as soon as the bus stopped. However, he didn't give me back my underwear. I'm so glad I wasn't assaulted on the bus, otherwise I would have been devastated. The thought of being assaulted on a bus makes my heart pound.

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