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The Wild Girl In The Bus
The Wild Girl In The Bus
Auteur: Wealthy Abalone

Chapter 1

Auteur: Wealthy Abalone
My name was Eddie Fuller. I had read a few psychology books.

I knew there was a certain type of woman who would not dare speak up, even when she was being harassed.

Women from poorer backgrounds, the kind who had not seen much of the world, carried that quiet sense of inferiority.

After weighing my options, I set my sights on first-year college students.

The ones who got dropped off in cars usually came from money.

The best targets were the ones who dragged their own suitcases and took the bus to campus on their own.

They were all over eighteen, but more importantly, they had never had any real education about boundaries.

They had spent their lives buried in books, rarely exposed to anything beyond school.

That left them naive.

I was already well into my thirties and still unmarried. The frustration built up day after day, to the point where it felt unbearable.

Hence, girls like that were exactly what I was looking for.

It was the start of the new semester, so I got on a bus headed toward a college campus.

The moment I stepped on, I was nearly crushed by the number of bodies on board.

It was packed wall to wall. People were pressed together with barely any room to stand.

I craned my neck to scan the back of the bus.

Just as I imagined, amid a cluster of older passengers stood a girl in a short plaid skirt.

There was a large suitcase set beside her.

It was obvious that she was a freshman. She was likely just arriving for registration. Her face still carried that bright, sheltered innocence from high school.

What really stood out were her legs. They were long and fair. I wanted to hoist them onto my shoulders and go all out.

I pushed my way through the crowded bus until I ended up right behind her.

I deliberately brushed against her with my body, even lightly rubbing myself against her firm bottom.

That bouncy sensation instantly sent my blood racing.

My body reacted instantly. My pants bulged as I leaned against her.

Yet she did not react at all.

That was exactly what I had been hoping for.

If it had been some office worker instead, she would have already pulled out her phone and shoved it in my face.

She would have screamed about me being a pervert.

The truth was, they were just pent up and desperate for society’s sympathy and attention.

In such a packed bus, bodies bumping into each other was nothing unusual.

This young woman stood perfectly upright with her bottom sticking out. She was completely unguarded.

It looked like those psychology books had not been a waste after all.

The bus kept jolting as it moved. People inside struggled to keep their footing.

I took the opportunity to press firmly against her back and lift her skirt in the process.

She lost her balance for a second and stumbled back.

Her whole body fell onto my chest.

The pressure below grew even more intense. I felt as though her body was squeezing me.

It sent a tingling sensation through me, like an electric current. It made me feel great.

The girl even turned around to apologize to me.

“I’m so sorry, sir. I lost my balance just now and bumped into you.”

Her fair cheeks flushed instantly. She was so innocent!

Even though I had been the one pressing myself against her, she was the one apologizing.

It seemed I had really struck gold today. No matter what I did to her, she would not get angry.

I smiled at her. “It’s okay. I like having you lean on me.”

She turned back around and took a small step forward.

Just a moment ago, she had been pressed so tightly against me. With the sudden space between us, I felt so empty.

The burning desire kept raging. It was driving me crazy.

I gradually grew bolder. Pressing against her through a layer of fabric was no longer enough.

I carefully lifted the edge of her short skirt just slightly, just enough to expose a glimpse beneath.

She was wearing sheer white underwear, and she looked incredibly alluring.

Unfortunately, there were people all around us, so I did not dare make any sudden moves.

I just gently lifted her skirt and pressed my lower body against her.

Doing this in plain sight was absolutely exhilarating!

My body felt more aroused than ever before. Something hardened instantly beneath her skirt.
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    After getting off the bus, I went with her to the campus.We found the administrative office where new students needed to register.It was not until I saw her filling out the forms that I learned her name was Daisy Hill.It suited her. It was sweet and soft, with a quiet allure underneath.After she finished filling out the forms, I walked her over to the girls’ dorm.Along the way, I asked, “You came here alone? What about your family?”Daisy said, “They all work out of town. I was raised by my grandfather. He’s getting old now. Traveling this far isn’t easy for him. So, I came on my own.”It was just as I thought. A girl like her was raised without much guidance from her family.Having been raised by her elders, she was completely naive when it came to relationships.Getting to share her first time with her was a total score.I gently took her hand and said, “Daisy, since your dad’s working away from home and doesn’t have time to visit you, I’ll look after you from now on.”

  • The Wild Girl In The Bus   Chapter 5

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  • The Wild Girl In The Bus   Chapter 4

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    As I thrust into her fiercely, the girl clenched her teeth. She was desperately fighting the tingling sensation inside her, holding back from moaning.I had never been with a girl this delicate and tight before.It felt like I was drifting. It was liberating and comfortable.In such a crowded space, the sense of taboo mingled with desire sent my hormones surging.I started off moving slowly, but as the desire grew, the sensation became increasingly intense.My body could not help but increase the intensity.She was so delicate that my thrusts lifted her off the floor of the bus.Like a light, tiny chick, she was held aloft by me. Her feet were barely touching the floor.I had to hold onto her tightly to keep her from losing her balance.Finally, the girl could not hold back any longer. A soft moan escaped her throat.Our behavior inevitably caught the attention of those around us.They watched the scene in astonishment.An ordinary-looking middle-aged man was doing lewd thi

  • The Wild Girl In The Bus   Chapter 2

    The girl seemed to notice something was off. She shifted slightly in place.It would have been better if she had not moved because that small motion only intensified the sensation and sent a sharp jolt through me.It felt like something was clawing at me from the inside. It was a restless itch I could not shake.She was starting to realize what was happening. Even the tips of her ears had flushed red.She clenched her body tight and tried to move forward.At her age, she probably had not even held a man’s hand before.As I was pressing my massive member against her, she must be yearning for it deep down.I grabbed her by the waist to stop her from moving away.I pressed my entire body tightly against her back.My nose was filled with her youthful scent. It was so soft and sweet. It smelled absolutely divine.The girl glanced back at me. Her eyes were already glistening. “Mister, please don’t press against me like that. I’m scared.”The more pitiful she looked, the more exc

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