When I was a high school student, I went to school by bus. At that time, the line of buses at my home did not have a special bus for students, so I took a regular bus. Since it was a regular bus, there were of course commuters, and the seats on the line I took were like those on a train, rows upon rows, with an aisle in the middle. It’s usually crowded in the morning during rush hour, and I go to a good school, so I’m not too obnoxious because I’m a nice-looking guy! So all these external conditions are my best cover.
Readers may think that I’m a pervert, but you’d be wrong! I’m not really interested in little girls my age, I’m usually just chased by them! Instead, I’m a sucker for mature office workers.
From a large number of women waiting for the bus stop, I appreciate a big sister of the office workers, her temperament is elegant and well-dressed, she is always carried by a person on a motorcycle to wait for the bus, look at the way she hugged that person, I think that person is either her boyfriend or her husband. Originally, I did not have much action and intention towards her, but just liked to see her, and even paid attention to her grooming and dressing.
One day when I got on the train, everyone usually squeezed together without lining up, and I happened to be in front of her, and since there were so many people, everyone pushed forward, and naturally she was forced to push towards me, and I didn’t know what was going on. Suddenly all my nerves were focused on my back, because she was holding her purse in one hand with the finger part against my hip, and the other hand was holding the ticket against my shoulder, I think she was protecting her boobs, right?
Suddenly, the back of a woman’s hand was pressed against my buttocks, and the friction of pushing and moving aroused my thoughts. I could have dodged her, but I didn’t want to give up the opportunity. I had a bright idea, turned around and glared at her, and then swept my eyes over to her hand… which was holding her purse… She had already gotten the idea, and it was obvious that she was feeling very embarrassed.
Waiting for the car, I found an opportunity to block in front of her, and she stood face to face, I deliberately pretended to be very unhappy look wantonly looked at her, and she was also very shy and embarrassed head down. Then as more and more people got on the bus, I got closer and closer to her, and finally stuck together. I guess it’s psychological?
All her original protective posture was gone, she let go of her handbag and only held her hand on the strap that was over her shoulder, instead my hand held the bag against her lower abdomen, the back of my palm kept rubbing against her lower abdomen as the traveling car rocked.
I’m very vain, but also very comfortable! Her reaction was to turn her red face away, and as they say, you have to give an inch to get a mile! I also straightened my fingers and rubbed them directly into the hollows of her lower abdomen. I was more nervous than happy! Honestly, I didn’t feel anything, and I didn’t feel anything as outrageous as I usually do in porn books! But one thing I know for sure: she’s really shy and not faking it!
Since I got off the bus before she did, I took advantage of the movement of the crowd before I had to get off the bus, and under the cover of my book bag, I opened my palms wide on the opposite side, and stroked my way past her buttocks piece by piece, and I felt the line formed by the edge of her panties and her ass, and the two concave buttocks, and wow! It was so good! I’ve been in a state of ecstasy all day!
When I saw her again the next day, both of us were a bit embarrassed, so I couldn’t keep my eyes on her. When the bus came, I fought to squeeze in and get a seat, she was slower and when she got in there were no seats left! She was standing just a row away from my seat, so I could see her, and I realized that her eyes were also on me, thankfully without malice! So I started to gather her with my svelte and not-too-annoying gaze. It was a trip down the road, and it was so uncomfortable to watch her get flustered!
I did the same thing for the next few days, searching for her in the car, and I think she seemed to be used to me looking at her that way. One day I purposely tried to trick her, and when I realized she was standing near me, I didn’t even look at her until I was about to get off the bus, and then I saw her looking at me with a puzzled look in her eyes, ha! She still kinda cares!
Then one evening after school, when I got on the bus, I was surprised to see her on the bus, there were not many people on the bus, and the empty seats were still there, but I went to her seat and stood beside it, and the seat next to her by the window was empty. She saw me standing still for a while, she moved to the window seat, I still did not move, she may feel quite embarrassing, she tilted her head to look at me for a while, and then patted the chair to ask me to sit down, I was nonchalant to sit down.
The seat is not big, so will lean together, in fact, I was deliberately, I put the schoolbag on my thighs, hands seemingly between her and my thighs, I slowly move the palm of my hand to caress her thighs wearing stockings, touching her one time and legs, one time cross thighs. In the end, she probably couldn’t stand it and reached out to grab my hand, at which point I had to obediently put my hand away! I saw her blushing and gasping as she stared at me, but her eyes revealed ambiguous looks.
I put my hand down her back, and I fingered the straps of her bra, and she twisted and turned to avoid it, and then I tried the clasp of her bra, and she was horrified! She whispered, “Don’t go too far!”
I sheepishly said: “I have not?” At the same time, I folded my arms and crossed my chest, and then under the cover of my arms, I touched her cups with my fingers, and even though it was through the bra, I could still feel the softness of her breasts.
Although I had touched my elder sister’s breasts before, this was the first time for me to do so, and I felt very new and nervous, I was of course very eager to grasp her breasts to my heart’s content. After thinking for a while, I pretended to open the window of the car, and stood up slightly to open the window. When I opened the window with one hand, I took advantage of the situation and held one of her breasts with my other hand, and I was so happy to be able to do it! I was so happy! She was nervous, while organizing her shirt, to avoid being seen, I can understand her uneasiness, anyway, my purpose has been achieved, the corner of my mouth rose up with a smile of triumph.
She gasped and said, “You’ve got a lot of nerve! How could you…”
I smiled with the same smug smile and didn’t say anything, but I was almost at the station anyway. Just as I was about to get off, I whispered in her ear, “I want your panties!”
She was a little alarmed when she heard it and said, “Tell me more!”
I said, “Or you won’t wear panties tomorrow!”
She got angry: “You’re still talking!” Then she turned her face away from the window and stopped talking to me.
She didn’t get out of the car either, why I don’t know, and I went home with a triumphant smile on my face anyway.
The next morning while waiting for the bus she tensed up and didn’t shake me, and ignored me when she got in the car. I scrutinized her skirt, trying to find traces of her panties. Ahh! How discouraging, she was wearing panties! But when I was about to get off the bus, she handed me a plastic bag from 7-11 and I was so nervous!
I took out a pair of pink and purple panties and looked at them in a quiet place in the campus! The style was quite conservative, it was washed, so it smelled good, and there was a note that said, “My mom’s! Sex maniac!”
Throughout the day, I ran to the restroom almost every class, and what exactly did I do? You can figure it out for yourself!
After school, I try to rush before her to my stop waiting for her, waiting for a long time finally waited until she got off the bus, she saw me a little stunned, then revealed a sly and playful smile and said: “your mom can wear it?” I said: “Sister, stop it!” And then slowly and casually chat.
Then she said she wanted to take another bus home, and I playfully said to her, “I want the one you’re wearing!” She said, “Stop it! How can I wear it when I’m outside?” I pointed to the gas station across the street, and she looked at it for a while, then said, “Wait a minute!” She walked across the street to the restroom of the opposite gas station.
About 7 or 8 minutes! Watched her walk back. Haha! She was walking in a strange position, it was not windy, but she was still holding onto the hem of her skirt, and her feet were still in an inside-out position. When she brought it to me, she said, “I didn’t wash it, it’s not clean!”
But I saw that she was still wearing stockings, so I asked her, “You’re still wearing stockings! How did you take them off?” She said, “None of your business!” And she hit me on the head!
Then she said she was going home and explained that she was not to be followed or she would never be seen again. I asked her to leave her phone number and she wouldn’t, she did write down mine.
She called me that night and talked to me for a long time. She was very interested in me and my big sister, and she said that her younger brother, who was in elementary school, also went through her underwear in the bathroom, and he was so scared that he hung his own underwear up to dry in his room…
Every morning since then we’ve been chatting naturally, on the surface it looks like we’re sisters and brothers, but in fact the content of our conversations is all restricted. We have talked seriously about our relationship, and we both agree that it is a way to relieve the stresses of life (the excuse).
When I was going to college a month before the joint examination, she said again soon to be transferred to the position, there is no opportunity to meet later. I was very nervous and asked her to meet me at the bus stop, we talked for a long time after we met, I asked her to go to the hotel with me, but she refused to even drink a cup of coffee. I remember begging her with a red-eyed frame, and in the end she only agreed to give me one more pair of panties, and then we went across the street to the gas station together.
I asked to go in with her and at first she refused, but then I brought up the example of my older sister and it worked!
She agreed! Then we were busy choosing whether to go into the men’s or women’s restroom. In the end, we chose the men’s restroom because there are two stalls in the men’s restroom, and boys mostly pee in the restroom and use the stalls less, which is safer and cleaner.
When I went in, she lifted up her skirt and she asked me to take off her panties, which were pure white and still in a very conservative style. When I took off her panties, I saw that she had very little pubic hair. I wanted to touch her labia, but she refused to do so, and she whispered to me that she was still a virgin, so I could only look at her and not touch her. She told me in a whisper that she was still a virgin and could only look but not touch. In fact, I touched her several times between pulling and tugging, but she couldn’t accept my caresses.
After taking her panties I hugged her, I rubbed my face against her breasts, and she hugged my head and said, “Are you and your sister like this?” I nodded, and then my hand into her T-shirt, caressing her bra, touching the back of the bra buckle when she did not notice open!
She didn’t expect me to take off her bra, and she started to struggle! At that moment, someone came in to take a leak, and she didn’t dare to make any more noise, so I rubbed her breasts even more recklessly.
Her breasts were similar to my big sister’s, but my big sister’s nipples were lighter in color. I saw her eyebrows knit together, very excited and sad, and I took her nipples into my mouth! That’s why I treasure the opportunity in front of me.
I licked and sucked her nipples and stroked her pussy with my hand until her feet went limp… I licked and sucked her nipples, and then I thoughtfully fastened her bra and pulled up her T-shirt. At this point, she leaned back against the wall gasping for breath and looking at me.
I couldn’t get enough of it and pulled out my cock and asked her to hold it, she didn’t quite dare to look at it and just held it with her eyes closed. I grabbed her hand and guided her to masturbate for me, it didn’t take long for me to cum since both of us were nervous!
The next day was the last time I saw her, and while waiting for the bus, she told me that it was because she was getting married, to Nantou, and that she had to go to Nantou today to do the handover… I just listened with a strong sense of sadness, and didn’t say anything, but to my surprise, she told me in a very low voice, “I’m not wearing any… and I’ll always look like this whenever I think about you…” (This was the reason why I always asked my wife to go out without panties… and I’ll do so whenever I think about you) “(That’s why I often asked my wife to go out without panties…)
It’s been one year since the 9.21 earthquake. I wonder if she’s okay.
Hi, I’m Tony.
I think we all have some deep-seated secrets in our lives, and I’m certainly no exception. I’m glad that I’ve been able to get in touch with the inner worlds of many of our users, and that I’ve come to realize that such things as lust can’t be regulated by common sense! If any of you know that your wife is about 37 years old and occasionally goes out without underwear, and you live or have lived in Nantou, please don’t take this the wrong way…! Or please write to me and let me know how she is doing. Thank you!
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