Rape on a bus

The bus to school was especially crowded that day. Besides the usual university students, there were several workers who looked like electricians, probably because the university was replacing the old wiring in several teaching buildings.

My boyfriend and I were squeezed by these workers, so we had to back up further and further away. My boyfriend leaned against the window, and I was pressed against him from behind.

He liked me pressed against him like this; his back and arms could enjoy the soft flesh of my breasts, and my delicate breasts could be protected by him.

Suddenly, I felt a hand on my round, soft buttocks, and I could feel that the hand was very large. It definitely wasn't Ah Fei's hand. Hmm, it was probably the worker behind me with the lecherous look in his eyes who saw how pretty I was and wanted to take advantage of me.

That hand was still wriggling restlessly, and it started to gently caress me. A jolt of electricity immediately shot through my body from my buttocks. Our buttocks are such a sensitive area; it's disgusting that a man could touch them like that! I wanted to shrink back, to move closer to my boyfriend and avoid his lewdness, but then a strange excitement welled up inside me: my boyfriend used to secretly touch other girls' buttocks, so letting another man touch his girlfriend was a kind of punishment.

The thought of punishing my beloved boyfriend made my heart pound, and I was so excited that my vagina was leaking fluid. I never expected this reaction; why did I feel this way about humiliating my beloved boyfriend? So I pretended nothing was wrong and let the man continue to touch my butt through my short skirt.

Hmm, at my age, my butt is tender and very elastic. This burly worker with rough hands is about my uncle or father's age. He probably has never touched a young and beautiful girl like me before. So many boys in college want to get close to me and touch my body, but they don't have the chance. This is a good opportunity for this lucky worker! I also wanted to say to my boyfriend, "Afei, you used to touch other girls' butts, and now your girlfriend is being touched on the butt by a guy, and you don't even know it, humph!" I raised my eyelids and glanced at Afei. Sure enough, he still didn't know that the worker behind me was secretly touching my butt. He was still admiring the street scene flashing past the window.

The worker behind me, a man in his thirties, seemed to be a seasoned thief. He knew to test me a few times to see how I would react. Seeing that I didn't seem to pull away, he became increasingly brazen, his hands starting to grope and caress me, even lightly pinching and playing with my buttocks.

Waves of heat spread through my body, and I felt my body going limp. My cheeks also warmed up, so I pressed my face against my boyfriend's shoulder.

When the pervert saw that I lowered my head, he assumed I was the kind of girl who was easily frightened, so he became even more brazen in groping my buttocks, his fingers even slipping into my butt crack with such practiced skill.

Oh my god, this time I really ran into a seasoned bus pervert.

Besides the physical excitement, I was also experiencing a conflicting mix of thoughts: "No, stop touching me! I'm a female college student, and I have a boyfriend with me. How can he grope me like this?" But on the other hand, I was also excitedly thinking, "Come on, my boyfriend has touched other girls' butts before. He should be punished too. Let this bus pervert grope his girlfriend.

" Although I felt ashamed, for some reason, whenever I thought about my beloved boyfriend being humiliated by someone else, I felt a strange excitement.

This time, I was being groped by the bus pervert while still in his arms. Just thinking about it made me excited, and my private parts started secreting a lot of fluid. Oh dear, my underwear was soaked! How embarrassing! At this moment, the pervert on the bus became bolder and actually pulled up my short skirt, his fingers directly touching my buttocks. He even slipped his hand inside my underwear. Before I knew how to react, a rough finger had already slipped into my butt crack, feeling the honey-like fluid that had just flowed from my vagina. It slid in even more smoothly, accurately finding the location of my tender little hole, and started digging.

This sudden attack made me tremble all over as if I had been electrocuted, and I almost screamed, clinging tightly to my boyfriend.

My boyfriend turned his head slightly at this moment, and all my nerves tensed up. Oh no, my boyfriend had seen me! However, he only glanced at the pervert, and saw his hands brazenly groping my back, but he pretended to be nonchalant, seemingly enjoying the fragrance of my hair, and even kissed my head.

My face was pressed against his back, and I could hear his excited heartbeat.

How strange! My boyfriend is different from others; I knew he was looking forward to his lovely girlfriend being thoroughly humiliated by that pervert! That big pervert was really skilled; his finger that was violating me was also skillfully probing inside my tender hole, and my whole body trembled slightly. At this moment, his other hand joined in, reaching under my short skirt and rolling down my panties, and I felt a cool sensation on my buttocks.

Oh my, how embarrassing! The pervert not only touched my vagina but also took off my panties; he was really audacious.

Will my boyfriend be punished too harshly this time? He only lightly touched other girls, but his girlfriend had her underwear pulled down by that pervert.

For some reason, I feel a strange schadenfreude that I enjoy seeing my boyfriend being humiliated.

What do you think his classmates and friends would think if they saw his girlfriend being treated like that? Would they say he's a cuckold? Would they say his girlfriend is a slut who lets men take advantage of her? I know my boyfriend's secret; he's the kind of guy who enjoys humiliating his girlfriend.

When we were crammed into the bus, he would often make little moves on me, like unbuttoning one more button on my collar, exposing my tender breasts to other male passengers. Sometimes he would even tie my hands behind my back, as if playing a kidnapping game, but actually he would take the opportunity to push me against other men, making my breasts press against their arms. However, he was somewhat reluctant to do this when he or some of my close classmates or friends were on the bus, probably because he was afraid someone would tell on me. My boyfriend didn't know that girls are the most discerning, and I soon found out about his strange fetish for humiliating his girlfriend. But I wouldn't expose him because I knew he still loved me deeply, and I loved him deeply too. This fetish was just a personal hobby, like someone who likes collecting antiques, someone who likes collecting stamps, or someone who likes playing jacks.

On the contrary, deep down I also had a desire to humiliate my boyfriend. I felt that we were a match made in heaven.

Then, that pervert's genitals were pressed against my bare buttocks! What was this situation? My boyfriend was pressed against me in front, and a pervert was pressed against me in the back—I was like the filling in a sandwich! A hairy, thick, hot, fleshy intestine was rubbing against my butt crack. Good heavens, what kind of pervert was this? How dare he do this? If I screamed, wouldn't he be in trouble? But perhaps he read my mind. From his earlier probing actions, he knew I wouldn't scream, so he boldly used both hands to fondle my plump buttocks, even spreading my buttocks apart.

How embarrassing! He made me like this! My whole body was burning with excitement, and I pressed myself heavily against my boyfriend. I knew he was aware of what was happening; he lovingly reached out to stroke my hair, but didn't turn around, pretending he was oblivious. But I could feel his heartbeat.

Fine, Afei, since you enjoy humiliating your girlfriend, I'll let this pervert humiliate me as he pleases.

While my boyfriend was stroking my hair, this pervert pressed his large glans against the entrance of my tender vulva, leaving slippery nectar on my delicate petals.

My body twitched slightly, pretending to struggle, but the movements were so subtle that my boyfriend thought I was just too shy to move. What he didn't know was that while he enjoyed humiliating his girlfriend, I enjoyed humiliating my boyfriend. I was going to let this pervert rape my boyfriend's beloved girlfriend on the bus! If his relatives and friends knew that his girlfriend had been with other men, wouldn't he be ashamed to death? Just thinking about my boyfriend's embarrassed look makes me even more excited.

The pervert then moved his genitals back slightly, bent my slender waist backward with both hands, and pressed them against my buttocks to hold me in place. His large glans began rubbing against the outside of my vagina, stimulating me to the point of near unbearable pain.

Suddenly, the bus made a sharp turn, causing our weight to shift towards the window. Taking advantage of this, the pervert forcefully pushed against me, his large penis shoving forcefully into my vagina.

"Ugh! Ahh!" I screamed inwardly, but I couldn't make a sound; I could only bite my lip and endure it.

Seeing his rape was successful, the pervert thrust even harder into my tender vagina. He was really forceful, each time pushing his large penis deep into my vagina, filling my entire body with pleasure.

This pleasure wasn't just a natural physical excitement; it was also aroused by the act of rape.

My beloved Afei, you always enjoyed touching other girls and humiliating your girlfriend. Now you've been punished. Your lovely girlfriend is being raped by a pervert on the bus right behind you, and she didn't even resist as he almost broke her vagina.

There might be your friends and classmates on the bus who saw your girlfriend being raped by another man.

At that moment, I thought not only of my boyfriend but also of my parents. They always doted on my sister and me, treating us like precious jewels. But now their precious jewel is being raped by a pervert on the bus.

Mom and Dad, did you deliberately give birth to such a beautiful daughter so that she could be raped by a pervert? And you never dreamed that your lovely daughter would be raped by a pervert next to her boyfriend! Wave after wave of pleasure surged through my body, and I was thrust into my body dozens of times by the pervert. I climaxed so hard that I had to grit my teeth to keep from making a sound. His cock swelled up in my tender pussy, and then like a volcano erupting, he ejaculated thick juice, which filled my pussy. The thin flesh of my vagina tightly wrapped around his big cock, contracting in waves.

When the pervert's cock was withdrawn, not much semen flowed out, and it was all absorbed by my pussy.

I was a little scared. After being raped by a pervert, I was also ejaculated in my pussy. Will he make me pregnant? But doesn't my boyfriend, Afei, usually love to humiliate me? Then let this pervert humiliate me to the fullest! Let's give him a huge green hat! My face rested against my boyfriend's muscular back, slowly calming my earlier moans. I thought to myself: How embarrassing! I was just raped by a pervert on the bus. I wonder if my boyfriend even noticed. He's so pitiful, his lovely girlfriend was being fucked by a pervert's penis right behind him! Suddenly, I felt a chill run down my spine, my heart almost leaping out of my mouth: I saw Abiao! Abiao is my boyfriend's good friend. How could he happen to be on this bus? And so close to us! Did he see everything when I was being raped? Oh my god, my boyfriend and I didn't even notice he was on the bus! His eyes met mine, and I couldn't look away. He even gave me a lewd smile.

This was terrible; he really saw me being penetrated by that pervert.

My cheeks burned, and I couldn't bear to look at him anymore. I really hoped he'd just treat it like watching a pornographic film and move on.

The bus to school was especially crowded that day. Besides the usual university students, there were several people who looked like electricians, probably because the university was replacing the old wiring in several buildings.

My boyfriend and I were squeezed between these workers, so we had to back up further and further away. My boyfriend was leaning against the window, and I was pressed against him from behind.

He liked me pressed against him like this, his back and arms enjoying the soft, tender flesh of my breasts, and my delicate bosom receiving his protection.

Suddenly, I felt a hand on my round, soft buttocks, and I could feel that the hand was quite large. It couldn't be Afei's hand. Hmm, it was probably that lecherous worker standing behind me who saw how pretty I was and wanted to take advantage of me.

The hand moved restlessly, gently caressing me. A jolt of electricity immediately shot from my buttocks throughout my body. A woman's buttocks are a sensitive area; to be touched like that by a man is so arousing! How awful! I initially wanted to shrink back, to move closer to my boyfriend and avoid his lewdness, but a strange excitement suddenly welled up inside me: my boyfriend used to secretly touch other girls' butts, so letting another man touch his girlfriend was a form of punishment.

The thought of punishing my beloved boyfriend made my heart pound, and I was so excited my vagina felt wet. I never expected this reaction; why did I enjoy humiliating my own boyfriend? So I pretended nothing was wrong and continued letting the man touch my butt through my short skirt.

Hmm, at my age, my butt is tender and bouncy. This burly worker with rough hands is probably my uncle or father. He's probably never touched a young and beautiful girl like me before. So many guys in college want to get close to me and touch my body, but they never get the chance. This lucky worker gets this opportunity! I was thinking of saying to my boyfriend, "Afei, you used to touch other girls' butts, and now your girlfriend is being touched on the butt by guys, and you don't even know it, humph!" I looked up at Afei. Sure enough, he didn't know that the worker behind me was secretly touching my butt. He was still admiring the street scene flashing past the window.

The worker behind me, a man in his thirties, seemed to be a seasoned thief. He knew to test me a few times to see how I would react. Seeing that I didn't seem to pull away, he became increasingly brazen, his hands starting to grope and caress me, even lightly pinching and playing with my buttocks.

Waves of heat spread through my body, and I felt my body going limp. My cheeks also warmed up, so I pressed my face against my boyfriend's shoulder.

When the pervert saw that I lowered my head, he assumed I was the kind of girl who was easily frightened, so he became even more brazen in groping my buttocks, his fingers even slipping into my butt crack with such practiced skill.

Oh my god, this time I really ran into a seasoned bus pervert.

Besides the physical excitement, I was also experiencing a conflicting mix of thoughts: "No, stop touching me! I'm a female college student, and I have a boyfriend with me. How can he grope me like this?" But on the other hand, I was also excitedly thinking, "Come on, my boyfriend has touched other girls' butts before. He should be punished too. Let this bus pervert grope his girlfriend.

" Although I felt ashamed, for some reason, whenever I thought about my beloved boyfriend being humiliated by someone else, I felt a strange excitement.

This time, I was being groped by the bus pervert while still in his arms. Just thinking about it made me excited, and my private parts started secreting a lot of fluid. Oh dear, my underwear was soaked! How embarrassing! At this moment, the pervert on the bus became bolder and actually pulled up my short skirt, his fingers directly touching my buttocks. He even slipped his hand inside my underwear. Before I knew how to react, a rough finger had already slipped into my butt crack, feeling the honey-like fluid that had just flowed from my vagina. It slid in even more smoothly, accurately finding the location of my tender little hole, and started digging.

This sudden attack made me tremble all over as if I had been electrocuted, and I almost screamed, clinging tightly to my boyfriend.

My boyfriend turned his head slightly at this moment, and all my nerves tensed up. Oh no, my boyfriend had seen me! However, he only glanced at the pervert, and saw the pervert's hands brazenly groping my back, but he pretended to be nonchalant, seemingly enjoying the fragrance of my hair, and even kissed my head.

My face was pressed against his back, and I could hear his excited heartbeat.

How strange! My boyfriend is different from others; I knew he was looking forward to his lovely girlfriend being thoroughly humiliated by that pervert! That big pervert was really skilled; his finger that was violating me was also skillfully probing inside my tender hole, and my whole body trembled slightly. At this moment, his other hand joined in, reaching under my short skirt and rolling down my panties, and I felt a cool sensation on my buttocks.

Oh my god, how embarrassing! That pervert not only touched her genitals but also pulled down her underwear! He's incredibly audacious.

Will my boyfriend be punished too harshly this time? He only lightly touches other girls, but this time his girlfriend had her underwear pulled down.

But for some reason, I kind of enjoy seeing my boyfriend being humiliated.

What do you think his classmates and friends would think if they saw his girlfriend being treated like this? Would they say he's a cuckold? Would they say his girlfriend is a slut who lets men do whatever they want? I know my boyfriend's secret; he's the kind of guy who enjoys humiliating his girlfriend.

When we were crammed into the bus, he would often make little moves on me, like unbuttoning one more button on my collar, exposing my tender breasts to other male passengers. Sometimes he would even tie my hands behind my back, as if playing a kidnapping game, but actually he would take the opportunity to push me against other men, making my breasts press against their arms. However, he was somewhat reluctant to do this when he or some of my close classmates or friends were on the bus, probably because he was afraid someone would tell on me. My boyfriend didn't know that girls are the most discerning, and I soon found out about his strange fetish for humiliating his girlfriend. But I wouldn't expose him because I knew he still loved me deeply, and I loved him deeply too. This fetish was just a personal hobby, like someone who likes collecting antiques, someone who likes collecting stamps, or someone who likes playing jacks.

On the contrary, deep down I also had a desire to humiliate my boyfriend. I felt that we were a match made in heaven.

Then, that pervert's genitals were pressed against my bare buttocks! What was this situation? My boyfriend was pressed against me in front, and a pervert was pressed against me in the back—I was like the filling in a sandwich! A hairy, thick, hot, fleshy intestine was rubbing against my butt crack. Good heavens, what kind of pervert was this? How dare he do this? If I screamed, wouldn't he be in trouble? But perhaps he read my mind. From his earlier probing actions, he knew I wouldn't scream, so he boldly used both hands to fondle my plump buttocks, even spreading my buttocks apart.

How embarrassing! He made me like this! My whole body was burning with excitement, and I pressed myself heavily against my boyfriend. I knew he was aware of what was happening; he lovingly reached out to stroke my hair, but didn't turn around, pretending he was oblivious. But I could feel his heartbeat.

Fine, Afei, since you enjoy humiliating your girlfriend, I'll let this pervert humiliate me as he pleases.

While my boyfriend was stroking my hair, this pervert pressed his large glans against the entrance of my tender vulva, leaving slippery nectar on my delicate petals.

My body twitched slightly, pretending to struggle, but the movements were so subtle that my boyfriend thought I was just too shy to move. What he didn't know was that while he enjoyed humiliating his girlfriend, I enjoyed humiliating my boyfriend. I was going to let this pervert rape my boyfriend's beloved girlfriend on the bus! If his relatives and friends knew that his girlfriend had been with other men, wouldn't he be ashamed to death? Thinking of my boyfriend's embarrassed expression made me even more excited.

The pervert then moved his genitals back slightly, bent my slender waist backward with both hands, and pressed them against my buttocks to hold me in place. His large glans began to rub against the outside of my vagina, stimulating me to the point of almost unbearable pain.

Suddenly, the bus made a sharp turn, causing our weight to shift towards the window. The pervert seized the opportunity to force his way into me, his huge penis shoving forcefully into my vagina.

"Ugh! Ahh!" I screamed internally, but I couldn't make a sound; I could only bite my lip and endure it.

Seeing that he had successfully raped her, the pervert thrust even harder into my tender hole. He was really forceful, each time plunging his large penis deep into my vagina, filling my entire body with pleasure.

This pleasure wasn't just a natural physical excitement; it was also because my mind was aroused by this rape.

My beloved Afei, you always liked to touch other girls and humiliate your girlfriend. Now you've been punished. Your lovely girlfriend was being raped by this pervert on the bus right behind you, and you didn't even resist as he almost tore her vagina apart.

There might be your friends and classmates on the bus who saw your girlfriend being raped by another man.

At that moment, I thought not only of my boyfriend, but also of my parents. They always doted on my sister and me, treating us like the apple of their eye. But now, their

precious daughter had been raped by a pervert on the bus. Mom and Dad, did you deliberately give birth to such a beautiful daughter only to be raped by a pervert? And you never dreamed that your lovely daughter would be raped by a pervert right next to her boyfriend! Wave after wave of pleasure surged through my body, and I was thrust into my body dozens of times by the pervert. I climaxed so hard that I had to grit my teeth to keep from making a sound. His cock swelled up in my tender pussy, and then like a volcano erupting, he ejaculated thick juice, which filled my pussy. The thin flesh of my vagina tightly wrapped around his big cock, contracting in waves.

When the pervert's cock was withdrawn, not much semen flowed out, and it was all absorbed by my pussy.

I was a little scared. After being raped by a pervert, I was also ejaculated in my pussy. Will he make me pregnant? But doesn’t my boyfriend Afei like to humiliate me the most? Then just let this pervert humiliate you! I might as well give my boyfriend a huge green hat! My face rested against my boyfriend's muscular back, slowly calming down from my earlier panting. I thought to myself: How embarrassing! I was just raped by a pervert on the bus. I wonder if my boyfriend even noticed. He's so pitiful, his lovely girlfriend was being fucked by a pervert right behind him! Suddenly, I felt a chill run down my spine, my heart almost leaping out of my mouth: I saw Ah Biao! Ah Biao is my boyfriend's best friend. How could he be on this bus? And so close to us! Did he see everything when I was being raped? Oh my god, neither my boyfriend nor I noticed he was on the bus! His gaze fell on me then, and I couldn't avoid it; our eyes met, and he gave me a lewd smile.

This was terrible; he really had seen me being penetrated by that pervert.

My cheeks burned, and I dared not look at him again. I truly hoped he would just treat it as watching a live pornographic film and let it go.

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