Midnight Love

I remember
it was the summer of 2005. As usual, I boarded a long-distance bus from Guangyuan to Chengdu.
The bus departed promptly at 5 PM.
It was a minibus, not large, and not crowded either; the seats weren't full when the bus started moving.
As the bus drove out of Guangyuan, a few more people boarded.
Just as the bus left Guangyuan city, it stopped again, and two people got on.
I glanced at them; they seemed to be a rural couple. The man looked to be around fifty years old, while
the woman looked to be only in her thirties.
By then, the bus was almost full, with only
one .
The man looked around and gestured for the woman to sit there, while he himself had to sit on the machine bag next to
the driver .
The bus started moving again, and the woman's husband sat next to the driver and began chatting with him. I, on the other hand, began
to observe my neighbor more closely.
Although she was a rural woman, she possessed a unique charm characteristic of peasant women. She was tall, and
although her skin was dark, it was very smooth.
What particularly captivated me were her two high, firm breasts. Because of the heat, she was sweating, and
her knitted short-sleeved t-shirt was almost clinging to her full breasts; clearly, she was
n't .
Because we were on a mountain road, the bus was constantly swaying.
The minibus seats weren't very wide to begin with, and since she was strong and full-figured, and I'm not thin either,
we were pressed tightly together, shoulder to shoulder.
With each bump, I saw her two alluring breasts jiggling, as if
beckoning me.
My heart stirred, and my manhood began to stir, pushing my trousers high.
At this moment, the young woman from the countryside seemed to notice me staring at her intently, and she began to slowly scrutinize me as well.
When she saw my erect crotch, her face flushed slightly, she smiled gently at me, and then leaned
against the back .
I was captivated; I couldn't control myself. I wanted her; I didn't care about anything else. I had to have
her.
After a few stops, people started getting off, and finally, the person in the same row to my right
got off, leaving only the two of us in the back.
My heart pounded. I was about to make my move.
Because she was leaning there, her right breast was right in front of me.
I started touching her breast with my arm, and when she didn't react, I changed to a position with my arms crossed, pressing my right hand
under my left arm and gently touching it with my fingers.
When she still didn't react, I felt relieved; she had given her consent.
Then, I boldly reached out my right hand and slowly, freely caressed,
kneaded, .
Soon, she began to react; her nipples gradually became erect.
She remained lying there, which made it easier for me to caress her. Suddenly, she grabbed my hand, and I was startled
. She then guided my hand inside her vest. I understood; she wanted me to touch her from the inside, perhaps
for greater pleasure.
Her skin was so smooth. My hand slowly moved upwards from her abdomen. Ah! Her breasts
were simply irresistible.
Firm yet soft, though not exactly voluptuous, they possessed a soft-yet-firm, firm-yet-soft quality that city women lacked
.
I closed my eyes, carefully playing with them, savoring the sensation, repeatedly and alternately pinching her nipples.
Slowly, I noticed she was responding; her body was shifting restlessly, as if encouraging me to continue
! It gradually grew dark. The mountain roads had no streetlights, and the car lights were off, making our
movements even more convenient.
When the car reached the foot of the mountain and was about to pass through a tunnel, it suddenly stopped.
"Ugh! This damned tunnel, another traffic jam, everyone be patient," the driver said to everyone
.
My heart was brimming with joy; it was truly a stroke of luck, allowing us to enjoy ourselves a little longer.
I smiled knowingly at her, and she smiled shyly back. We continued our delightful
activities .
Over an hour passed, and the car grew increasingly dark; we could barely see each other anymore.
Just then, news came from ahead that a coal truck was stuck in the tunnel, and they were trying to find a way out, but it seemed they wouldn't be able to
get through anytime soon.
The people in the truck had no choice but to wait, and this long wait, ironically, provided us with
the greatest convenience.
I slipped my left hand under her vest from behind, stroking her back, then down to her
waist , gently embracing her. With a slight pull, she nestled obediently into my arms.
At that moment, my manhood erupted again. Unable to resist, I unzipped my pants and released it
. I
took her hand, guiding it towards my manhood, but the moment her hand touched it, she recoiled as if electrocuted . When I took her hand again, she gently grasped it and stroked it up and down. She brought her mouth close to my ear and asked lightly in her thick Shanxi accent, "Why is it so big?" I smiled and looked ahead. "Isn't his this big?" "No, it's too small!" she said, then bent down and took my penis into her mouth. I hadn't expected her to be so willing, so I whispered, "Looks like you're quite the expert at sucking dicks. Do you often do it for him at home? " "No, he always wants me to suck it, but it's so soft in my mouth, like a big worm. It's disgusting . If it were a penis like yours, I'd be happy to suck it every day." After saying that, she gently licked my glans, urethra, and sulcus with her tongue, sending waves of tingling sensations rushing to my brain. Then, she took my entire penis into her mouth, moving her head up and down, playing with it with her mouth while vigorously stroking it with her hands below. My hands weren't idle either, vigorously kneading her two large, firm, and soft breasts, while twisting her two erect nipples. Under the combined attack of her mouth, hands, and mouth, I felt a surge of heat from my back, and my legs stretched straight out...

My muscles tensed, an indescribable pleasure washing over me. I knew
what was about to happen, and she probably sensed it too. Her hands tightened their stroking, but her mouth tried to leave. I immediately
pressed her head down, and with each throbbing of my penis in her mouth, streams of semen shot
into her mouth.
After ejaculating, I immediately went limp. She, still holding my penis in her mouth, lay motionless on my lap
for .
After a while, she began sucking on my now limp penis like a baby nursing, as if trying to suck out
every last drop of semen.
Then, under her gentle sucking, my penis slowly regained its virility, becoming even thicker
and larger than before, filling her small mouth completely.
She was startled, immediately spitting out my penis and looking up at me sweetly, saying, "You're amazing, it's
hard again so quickly.
You're so naughty, you almost made me suffocate just now, your thing produced so much, I've
never tasted that stuff at home."
After saying that, she looked up at her husband, but it was already past ten o'clock at night, and there
was nothing to see in the car, and most people had already fallen asleep.
We hugged tightly, her hand never leaving my penis, stroking it with her hand
while whispering, "I love you so much, I love you so much."
My hand slowly reached for her belt, and she seemed to sense something, gripping it tightly, "This
won't do, if he finds out, it'll be all over."
I whispered, "You've already sucked it, you've already eaten it, can't I even touch it?"
Hearing this, she slowly loosened her belt, "But you can only touch, okay?"
My hand slowly moved down her abdomen, wow! It was already a vast expanse of moisture inside
. I looked at her and asked, "You won't let me touch you? Is it because it's already overflowing with vaginal fluid?"
She said shyly, "It's all your fault."
My hand gently explored inside. Thick pubic hair covered the upper part and sides of the opening, and although it was
wet and sticky with vaginal fluid, it looked even more sexy.
My hand continued to reach down. It was a very neat vulva; you could imagine
how clean .
I slowly and gently stroked the labia majora and labia minora, lightly tracing the vaginal opening with my fingers. I wasn't in a hurry to
insert my fingers. Finally, I touched the swollen little bean—the clitoris.
I slowly rubbed it, and with each rub, her whole body trembled. I gradually increased the pressure, and she
finally couldn't hold on any longer. She clung to me desperately, kissing me frantically to avoid moaning, sticking her tongue
into my mouth and stirring it vigorously.
Finally, she couldn't bear it any longer. She reached out and forcefully pressed my hand, which was touching her clitoris, downwards.
I obediently moved my hand to her vaginal opening, and with the help of her slippery vaginal fluid, my two fingers slid effortlessly
into her vagina.
After my fingers were inside, I deliberately didn't move. Finally, she couldn't hold back any longer and pinched my
penis : "You bad boy, why aren't you touching it?"
I smiled and said, "I was afraid you couldn't take it."
After saying that, my fingers started to probe her vagina, sometimes thrusting, sometimes rotating
, sometimes pulling my fingers out and pinching her clitoris.
She hugged me tightly with both hands, put her mouth to my ear, and moaned softly, "Good brother, you really
know how to play... You're killing me... It's so wonderful, keep probing... Ah... Don't stop... Don't stop, keep probing my clit
... Yes, that's it... It's so wonderful... Ahh... I can't take it anymore..."
Suddenly, I felt a spasm in her vagina, and she seemed to freeze, clinging desperately to my
neck, her eyes wide, her upper body arched, pressing her vagina tightly against my hand. I knew she had reached orgasm
. I inserted three fingers into her vagina, swirling and stirring them inside. Then I felt a heat on my fingers
, and a gush of fluid erupted.
She collapsed limply against me. "How did you do that? You tore my vagina apart! Why
is so much coming out? What is that? Is it blood? What are we going to do? I've never felt
like this before!"
I touched her vaginal opening with my hand, then held it under her nose. "Smell it. Is it blood?"
"
What is it?"
I kissed and caressed her, explaining the physiological phenomena of female orgasm.
She asked curiously, "So, did I just have an orgasm?"
I said yes. She said, "Then why have I never had one in all these years of marriage?"
I said, "How could that be?" She said, "Exactly, it's always like that. He says he wants to do it once, and I let
him. After he's inside, he thrusts hard for three to five minutes and then he comes. I just start to feel pleasure, and then he's
finished. Sometimes I'm asleep in the middle of the night, and he wants to do it again. I'm still half asleep when he goes in, and by the time I wake up
, he's already ejaculated."
I understood. She had an irresponsible husband. They'd been married for over ten years, and she'd never experienced
an orgasm. If she hadn't met me today, she probably would never have known what an orgasm felt like
.
I sat up and looked at my watch. It was almost midnight. Looking around the car, everyone, including the driver
, was asleep.
I kissed her eyes, earlobes, and neck, gently biting her nipples, while my hands continued to caress her vagina
and clitoris.
Slowly, I noticed her breathing getting heavier. One hand was around my neck, and the other was constantly stroking
my penis.
"Let me give you a real treat, okay? Let you taste the true beauty."
"Here? I'm scared," she said. "It's okay, look, they're all asleep. We'll be gentle
."
She hesitated for a moment, then didn't speak, which was taken as tacit consent.
I had her lie face down on the seat, pulled her pants down to her knees, and knelt behind her. I
inserted my already painfully hard penis into her vagina. I heard her let out a soft "oh." I said, "You have to hold on
, it'll be beautiful soon."
I started by gently thrusting in and out. Her vagina was truly beautiful, so tender. With each thrust, I
could feel her tight vaginal walls trying to grip my penis.
I gripped her hips firmly with both hands, gradually increasing the speed and depth of my thrusts.
I could feel the head of my penis colliding with the head of her cervix; with each collision, her whole body
trembled .
Finally, I embraced her breasts from behind, helping her sit upright on my penis. I
noticed she was somewhat lost in the moment, wiggling her hips and softly moaning
.
I pulled my penis out of her vagina, preparing to change positions, but she immediately grabbed it, saying, "Don't
pull out, I want it, I want it, hurry up and put it in!"
I sat in the car seat, positioning her facing me. She guided my penis to her vaginal opening
and slowly lowered herself down. When she was about two-thirds of the way in, she said, "This won't do, it's too deep, it
's uncomfortable."
I told her to try again, to slowly sit down. Then, with both hands around her waist, I pushed hard, and my
penis all the way to the root, entered her vagina. I felt like my penis had penetrated her
uterus. "You're killing me!" she gasped softly, then bit my shoulder. I knew she was afraid
of making a sound.
I began my movements, lifting her hips with my hands and gently moving upwards, then holding her waist and
gently sitting down. After repeating this several times, she started to get used to it and slowly began to move up and down on her own
.
She wrapped her arms around my neck, and I pinched her nipples with my hands. Gradually, she increased
the speed , saying, "Oh! How can your cock be so thick and big?" With
soft moans, she thrust my cock deep into her vagina, her body tensing, her hands
gripping my back tightly. A gush of vaginal fluid poured onto my penis, and the hot fluid stimulated my glans. I
couldn't control myself anymore, and like a water gun that had been pulled, large spurts of semen shot into her uterus.
We held each other tightly like that, my cock still inside her. We had no
strength left to move, nor did we want to. We just felt each other, our bodies connected.
After a while, she whispered in my ear, "I want to give you a little son, so he can have
a ."
At one o'clock in the morning, the cars in front started moving. By then, we had cleaned ourselves up,
but we still hugged each other, kissing incessantly, savoring the wonderful moment we had just shared.
Half an hour later, her husband called from the front, "Xiuyun, wake up, we need to get off up ahead."
At that moment, she whispered in my ear, "Thank you for letting me know what true love is
, and for letting me truly experience the climax of love. I hope I can see you again next time I'm on the bus."
The bus stopped, and she and her husband got off. I turned back to watch her walk away, sighing. What a midnight romance on a long
bus trip !

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