Having sex with female boss on the bus

On the bus, I met my female boss.

It was the weekend, and my direct supervisor, Sister Zhang, called to say there was some data to process and submit to headquarters on Monday. Although Sister Zhang, a woman around 35 years old, was quite attractive—with jet-black hair, luscious lips, fair skin, and eyes that were both alluring and intimidating—and a slender 165cm figure, she always had a stern face, as if someone owed her something. Although some colleagues said she was a genuinely sassy woman, having even slept with her former assistant in the office, few people approached her. When
I arrived at the bus stop, I unexpectedly ran into this woman.
"Sister Zhang, are you on a date today? You look so alluring," I joked.
"Your Sister Zhang is getting old, nobody wants her anymore, so I have to work overtime on the weekend," Sister Zhang said with a smile.
Damn! What a slut! I'll go for it, I'll hit on her. "
I'm working overtime today too, so nobody wants me either. Looks like we're a couple," I said casually, observing the young woman as we chatted. She
wore a blue short-sleeved top over a white lace blouse, her breasts were firm and full, with a deep cleavage, her skin smooth and white. Her small hips were accentuated by a miniskirt, and her long legs were clad in flesh-colored stockings, probably up to her thighs... The bus finally arrived .
It was rush hour, and it was a mid-route bus. I finally found a place to stand, and I made some space in front of me. "Sister Zhang, come here, let me stand in front." "Thank you," she said, brushing past me. A delicate fragrance, mixed with the unique scent of a mature woman, filled my nostrils. "Screech... screech..." The bus braked suddenly, and Sister Zhang slid backward. I quickly stepped forward, using my body to shield her, grabbing her long, slender arm with one hand. Her firm breasts bumped against my chest, and one of her legs slid between mine. My penis, stimulated by her soft, warm thigh, rhythmically rubbed against the base of her thigh with the swaying of the bus. "Thank you ,
" Sister Zhang said, her face flushed, and hurriedly retreated. More and more people were getting on the bus, and Sister Zhang and I were now separated by three men. These men seemed to be intentionally or unintentionally rubbing against her and teasing her. I pretended not to see. "Xiao...Xiao Xiang, come here, come with me, okay?" Sister Zhang's voice trembled slightly. I squeezed in, but there was nowhere to go. "It's okay, come closer to me, we can squeeze together," I said, pretending to hesitate a little embarrassedly. Her jade-like hand took my broad hand, and we stood face to face. To make matters worse, our legs were intertwined, rubbing against each other. Her breasts, soft and elastic, rubbed against my chest with the swaying of the bus. My penis, stimulated by her thighs, grew thick and hard, clearly rubbing against the base of her thighs. After a while, Sister Zhang felt a little awkward and actually pushed my penis away with her small hand. It felt so good; my penis felt like it was being kneaded... Suddenly
, there was another brake. Losing my balance in the midst of this pleasure, I grabbed Zhang Jie's soft, firm, and pert buttocks in a panic.
With our legs rubbing together and our breasts squeezing, it felt like we were making love. Zhang Jie blushed again, her ears turning red. "I'm sorry, Zhang Jie," I said. I saw her gentle eyes, devoid of their usual authority, filled only with a hint of sorrow and something indescribable, urging me to take further action. She turned away from me, and I tried to hold her hand, my arm rubbing against her long, slender arm. She didn't object. After about five seconds, Zhang Jie's buttocks arched slightly upwards and backwards. I hurriedly pulled down my underwear, my penis pressed tightly against Zhang Jie's round, pert buttocks through the thin fabric of my pants, rhythmically rubbing up and down, up and down, against her buttocks and the cleft. Zhang Jie responded, thrusting and pulling in rhythm, moaning softly as if enjoying herself. "Good sister, I want you ,
" I whispered in Zhang Jie's ear. "Mmm," she hummed softly, like a mosquito. I was overjoyed. One hand slipped inside her bra. "Damn, she's not wearing a bra. Was this arranged for us to work overtime alone?" My hand kneaded and squeezed her soft, elastic breasts. My penis rubbed against her buttocks, responding to her thrusts and rubbing against them. Zhang Jie's breathing became heavier. "Mmm, oh oh, mmm," she moaned softly, rhythmically. I unzipped her miniskirt, pulled out my penis, and squeezed it between Zhang Jie's thighs. Her buttocks and thighs trembled clearly. My hot penis rubbed against her hot thighs. I thrust and pumped, and she swayed her hips. My hand slipped into her panties, sliding over her thighs, groping through her sparse pubic hair, caressing and teasing her thick vulva. Her juices dripped down my hand. The bus was getting crowded, but no one noticed. There were still six stops until the company.
Sister Zhang's hand slipped into my pants, kneading my penis rhythmically and warmly. I tore off her panties and put them in my trouser pocket. Sister Zhang's thighs instinctively tightened. She pulled her hand out, unzipped my trousers, and guided my penis out. Then, she raised her hips and whispered in my ear, "Fuck me... Ah Xiang..." My thrusting hips pounded against the base of Sister Zhang's thighs, but I couldn't penetrate.
Sister Zhang grew impatient, twisting her hips frantically, searching for my glans. Finally, with her jade-like hand, she guided it to her plump vulva, holding her raised hips. I parted her thick labia and thrust inside. "Oh, mmm... Oh..." "Sister Zhang's moans were so loud they startled me. My penis was inside her slippery vagina, thrusting in and out. Sister Zhang would occasionally squeeze her legs together and then open them, letting my penis feel the rhythmic contractions of her vagina."
Enveloped in warm, fleshy flesh, I thrust, Sister Zhang gripped me, I penetrated, Sister Zhang released, I stirred, Sister Zhang twisted, I pushed, she offered, I thrust, she responded, her juices flowed down our thighs, wetting Sister Zhang's stockings and my trousers.
I thrust, Sister Zhang responded, I thrust, Sister Zhang opened and closed, I stirred, Sister Zhang twisted, responding, making hissing and slapping sounds. Suddenly, my glans was enveloped and washed by a hot, wet stream. It turned out that Sister Zhang's vaginal fluid had been released, enticing my semen, which shot out, filling her vagina and flowing down her thighs.
Until we got off the bus, my penis remained inside Sister Zhang's vagina. She showed no intention of me withdrawing, so we let the bus sway rhythmically, controlling the rhythm of our thrusting. I simply caressed her full, upturned buttocks with my right hand...

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