The Unforgettable Night Bus Encounter :

The Unforgettable Night Bus Encounter


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I am a 28-year-old married woman. Last month, I took an overnight bus to return to my hometown.

The person next to me was a man in his late 30s.

About an hour into the trip, the man started touching my thigh while I was dozing off.

Scared, I pretended to be asleep, but his hand moved to the inside of my thigh, gradually moving upwards.

I instinctively held his hand down. The man gently grabbed my hand and reached for my panties, stroking them.

Unable to move or make a sound, his hand slipped inside my panties.

(Stop... please...!!)

The man continued to touch me in silence.

I could hear the faint sound of my wetness.

The man slipped his hand under my sweater, gradually lifting it up, and moved my bra aside to grope my chest.

Even though I was scared and hated it, I couldn't resist...

Soaking wet, I eventually lost the strength to resist, and he continued to lick my nipples and touch me.

Yes, I completely felt it. Then the man said,

"You want me to put it in, don't you? Your pussy... it's so wet... You want me to thrust deep inside, don't you? I want to shove my cock into this slutty pussy..."

He whispered in my ear, making me even more excited and unable to stop.

"We're almost at a rest stop, so let's get off together. I'll put it in..."

I knew I shouldn't get off, but...

When we arrived at the service area, the man took my hand and led me off the bus, hiding behind a deserted restroom.

Behind the restroom, he lifted my sweater, noisily licked my nipples, and slid his hand into my skirt, fingering me vigorously.

Then he squatted at my feet and started licking my pussy.

Embarrassed and feeling good, my legs almost gave out...

Then the man pulled down his pants, made me squat, and had me lick his cock.

I was so absorbed in giving him a blowjob.

The man entered me from behind.

Desperately trying to stifle my voice, I covered my mouth with my hand while he grabbed my hips and thrust hard.

After pulling out, the man ejaculated on the ground.

We then fixed our clothes and returned to the bus.

During the rest of the trip, we deep-kissed, and the man continued to play with my pussy.

The man never let me put my panties back on, asking, "Can I keep these?" and took my soaking wet panties with him.

I got off the bus without panties, parted ways with the man, and went to my parents' house, still feeling hot.

That night, I masturbated while thinking about the experience.

I still can't forget that experience.



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