Chapter 34 Miscellaneous Notes 2

There has not been an update during this period, and some friends have been asking me, I will tell you here. Before the epidemic was completely relaxed, I was volunteering. In addition, this month's World Cup, I watched football games when I had time at night, so I didn't have much time to update.

When the World Cup is over, I will return to normal updates, which is the follow-up of the previous story that many friends have been asking about. They plan to update the place. If they change the place, they will definitely notify everyone by QQ. Friends in need can add me QQ.

In order to avoid everyone waiting all the time, and my wife has nothing to do, I will let her write something casually, which is a transition!

I dare not say that I guarantee the quality, I can only say that I can make it.

My husband told me that his friend was urging him to update, but my husband was very busy during this period and didn’t have much spare time.

He asked me to write something first to make up for the vacuum period. Anyway, I was idle during this period, and in fact I didn’t want to worry about it when I was idle.

Many husbands have written it, but I don’t care about that much, and I write whatever I think of it.

When I was a freshman, I met my master.

I like my master, and my master likes me too.

Under his guidance, I experienced a lot of things I hadn’t experienced before, the kind of things that made me excited and long for.

But I like my master, not just playing with him. I like to pursue fresh and exciting things. When the master is not available or thinks about it, he will also find someone to play with.

At that time, I covered up very well. The girls in the same dormitory didn’t know these hobbies at all. I looked exactly like two people in front of others. If you want to say which one I like better, I actually like them both.

My husband wrote according to his timeline, and I just wrote wherever I thought.

Let me tell you about the first time I was taken advantage of on the bus and the other time that impressed me.

This is the school I sent to when I first arrived at university, and they went home after I sent me to the school.

At that time, I was not familiar with the girl in the same dormitory, but I had to buy some daily necessities. Fortunately, a enthusiastic senior told me where to buy things, and he planned to take me with me at that time.

When I first arrived at the school, I was not that open yet, and I felt embarrassed. I didn’t let him go with me. I took the bus alone to a large supermarket in the city center.

When I went there, everything was fine. When I came back, I experienced the first impressive public harassment in my life.

I have been studying in a small place in high school. When I first arrived at university, I felt like Liu Laolao entered the Grand View Garden and bought a lot of daily necessities.

When I returned to school, I happened to be at the peak. I didn’t pick up that time to go there. I didn’t realize it at all. It was just that I had bought the things and it was time to go back to school.

The first bus didn't stop, and it looked like it was filled with people from a distance.After a while, the second bus stopped and at first glance, it was still full of people.

I had to go back to school and had to squeeze up. The front door was not opened and I could no longer stand. The door behind was opened. I couldn't remember whether there were two or three people coming down, but from outside the car, I followed others and squeezed in more people.

I was still very awesome. I squeezed into the car in a few strokes, leaning against the railings of the back door, without holding on to my hands, and being squeezed by people beside me to stand firm.

The things you buy can only be held in front of your chest, and if you hold them in your hands, you will easily be squeezed out.

At the beginning, I didn’t realize that I might not be born with this.

After two or three stops, I felt a strange body for the first time. A man next to me grabbed the railing in front of me with his hands, right at the position of my chest, rubbing against my breasts as the car moved.

I turned my head to one side and didn't look at me.

The white shirt and jeans I wore at that time were definitely not as good as they are now. They were all normal clothes and underwear were also worn.

But even though I was separated by these two layers, my heart began to become excited and hot. This was the first time I had a relatively close contact with strangers since I left my hometown.

At that time, public transportation relied more on buses. Many perverts would specifically pick people and attack the women they like, and then decide their own standards based on the women's reactions. The man next to me should be.

The bag on his chest became his best cover, and his movements became more and more bold, from the beginning to the beginning to slowly squeeze my breasts with the back of his hands.

I didn't dare to speak, nor did I want to avoid it. I would even look at his hands secretly. My face was a little hot, but I really felt it was so irritating and my underwear was wet.

The driver's sudden brake made me feel excited and rushed over my head.I felt clearly but the back of his hand turned into a palm, holding one of my breasts, and then letting go.

While I was still immersed in it, a strange feeling came from behind me at the same time.

Someone was about to get off the car behind me and was squeezing towards the door. The man next to me moved his seat and also moved behind me.

My butt was pressed against his body, pressed tightly without leaving any gaps, and a hard thing pressed into my crotch.

Faced with his invasion, I did not resist, like a little sheep who obeyed.

I like this feeling, but I am afraid of being seen by others, so I blocked the bag on my chest. This action must be in cooperation with him in his eyes.

Actually, I really want to cooperate with him, but I am timid and still a little scared.

Although I feel very excited, I am more nervous. After all, it is the first time I have encountered such a thing.

The man behind him must be a veteran, and he is testing my reaction step by step.

As the bus trembled, his body tightened against me, and was not satisfied with just sticking to me, and was still moving back and forth slightly.

Although the movement was small, my feeling was very deep. The firm and hard object made my body hot, my throat dry, and even my breathing became rapid.

His hands became even more restless, holding the railing, rubbing my breasts through my shirt.There was a brief blank in my brain, and I liked it.

My hand holding the bag raised up again, which was equivalent to giving him a hint and also providing him with better cover.

Actually, I didn't think so much at that time, and I didn't think about how to cooperate with him.

I just like that feeling a little. I didn't want him to stop, but I was afraid of being seen by others, so I wanted to block it for a moment, but I didn't expect that my actions seemed to give him greater encouragement.

His hands changed, and his fingers stretched through the gap between the buttons on my shirt, touching my body and my breasts.

I dare not move, nor do I want to move.His fingers pushed my bra away and were still stretching inside until his fingertips touched my nipples.

My body was like an electric shock. I never thought I would be taken advantage of by a strange man on the bus, but this was really exciting and exciting!

His other hand also joined in.He stood behind me, with his hands around me, and those who didn't know might think we were lovers!

The other hand surrounded me from the other side, but instead of invading my chest, it reached under me and rubbed my fingers against me through my jeans.

I knew I must have been out of water, but I didn’t think about resisting or calling for help at that time, and I endured it silently. Maybe I was born like this!

It is definitely not the first time he has, and he must know that I am a student. He knows that he will use different ways to face different women. He will definitely be more bold in his women who are submissive and even cooperate with them.

My fingernails slid around my zipper. I knew my zipper was pulled down inch by inch by inch by him. My face was very hot, but I still didn't move.

I was nervous and scared, but I was more expecting, looking forward to his invasion.

After the zipper was pulled apart by him, his fingers pressed on my underwear, but refused to put them in, which made me very distressed.

I went all the way to my school's bus stop, and the man was standing behind me.

There are many people going to buy things, and there are still many people in the car here.

I blushed and didn't dare to look at that person at all, so I got out of the car quickly.

The man got out of the car with me and was still asking me what, but my brain was really blank again at that time, and I was still a little scared.

I didn't know what he said to me, and I ran back to school like I was escaping.

The feeling this time made me unable to sleep that night for a long time, and I kept savoring the experience during the day, which was exciting but not satisfied enough.

Slowly, I began to take the initiative to seek and pursue this stimulation, and also knew when the bus was more likely to encounter such a thing.

I was just an uneasy woman. I was broken in high school and had an appointment with me. Now I am in college and I am more free. How could I waste such precious time?

At that time, I didn’t know my master, and I didn’t have a boyfriend, and I also cared about the eyes and opinions of my roommate in the dormitory. It was always bad if a girl didn’t go home at night. Seeking this kind of bus stimulation has become a big hobby for me.

At that time, I was not as brave as I am now, and I was not as exposed as I am now, but my inner desire was still very strong.

I remember it was a weekend and started my pursuit journey. On Friday and Saturday, I met the same man for two nights in a row. He should be a bus pervert who specializes in squatting at time. He was taken advantage of by him both times, but I dressed tightly and could only touch him through the clothes, which made him feel full of help.

But when I went back the next day, I saw the pool of moist liquid behind my jeans, which gave me a crazy idea for me at that time.

The third day is Sunday. I have been addicted to it and can’t extricate myself with two consecutive days of beautiful memories!

Once again, I went to the city alone to buy some clothes. My roommate said he would go with me, but I refused and found a reason to say that he was going to have dinner with his fellow villagers in other schools.

Eating is fake, but looking for excitement is real.

There is a cheap women's street there. The reason why it was said to be crazy thoughts at that time was related to this.

At that time, I didn’t come into contact with formal training, but I liked the feeling that this thing couldn’t be fake, and I wanted to have a more exciting experience.

For today, I bought a skirt, a white pleated skirt, and a little bit above my knees. For me at that time, I was already very bold.

I don't have the courage to not wear underwear, but this is a huge change.

The jeans I changed into the bag that I was wearing the skirt, but I mustered up the courage to take off my bra and wear a loose shirt. It was not obvious if I didn't look closely.

I was afraid of missing that person, so I stepped on the time and arrived at the bus stop almost half an hour earlier than before.

Waiting is always tormenting. This is the first time I miss a man, a man who has taken advantage of me.

His delay in appearance made my heart fall to the bottom.

He seemed to be coming a little late, a little later than the previous two days, and it was almost dark.Seeing him appear in my sight, I jumped up from the bench almost excitedly.

I only have time today and have the opportunity to take a closer look at him.He is about the same age as me, and he should be a student from any school. He looks clean and elegant.

Before I could examine too much, the bus arrived at the station.

This is a bus I like very much, and the route back is the same.

But the cars are different. Some are very old and the lights in the car will be turned off while driving.

At that time, I didn't dare to expose it to people in such an environment. I didn't have that courage, nor did I lead the passerby's guidance.

I walked to him inadvertently, and he must have noticed me, after all, he had intimate contact with me two days ago. I believe that my appearance can attract him and make him remember him deeply. I have always had confidence in this aspect.

There were many people squeezing this train, and I didn't squeeze in front. In order to squeeze with him in the car, I stood behind him.

There are many people on Sunday, and it feels more than the previous two days.I can't get on the car from the front at all, so I can only get on the car from the back door after putting coins in the front.

I had a hard time rushing into the car from the back door, but couldn't get to where I wanted to go. I wanted to go to the handrail, where there was a cover.

But it was crowded with people, and I couldn't get up at all. I could only stand at the bottom of the small ladder near the door, and I had to lean against the door.

Fortunately, he was right in front of me, on the first step above the ladder in front of me, maybe he was waiting for me here.

Because I was one level shorter, my chest was almost a little above his belly.

The car was turned on and the lights in the car were turned off.

I boldly twisted my side body over and faced him.

With the experience of the previous two days, he knew that I would not escape his robbery. Without unnecessary temptation, he reached out to my chest with his palm covering my breasts. He paused for a moment, as if he felt that I was not wearing a bra, and then gently held my breasts, but didn't use any force, just waiting for the opportunity to squeeze them when the car was bumping.

It was very comfortable for him, and for me it was more comfortable without the bra layer.

After a while, the next stop was coming. Someone went up and some people were going to go down, and the back door was about to open. I had to let it go sideways, and my breasts were squeezed firmly on his palm.

But I found that at this angle, I turned my body sideways, which would make the movements on his hands more convenient than facing him.

So just like facing him for him before, I turned my head to the side for him now.

That blurry and excitement made me deeply trapped in it, and the dark environment around me became my natural protective color.

The boy knew that I would not resist, nor would he speak out, and his movements became more and more out of line.

The button on the top was unbuttoned by him with one hand, and one of his hands reached into my clothes from the neckline. This was the first time that zero-distance contact was made.

His palms are filled with sweat, and my chest is also filled with sweat. The hot weather is hot.There was no air conditioner in the car, and one of his hands made me fall in love.

I stroked my breasts and teased my nipples with my fingers from time to time. I really wanted to moan loudly, but I didn't dare. It seemed like I was having an affair quietly, although I didn't have a boyfriend.

The different environment brought me a strange stimulation. When he touched my chest with his hands, he took the initiative to meet him.

The bag I was holding in my hand became the best cover, blocking my chest and completely blocking his hand.

Immersed in this happy pleasure, the bus arrived again. This time there were many people coming and going, and they were squeezing and shouting for help.

Because I was standing at the bottom, it was equivalent to being blocked in the middle of the road. I had to get off the car first, let the people in the car get off, and let his hands temporarily leave my chest.

After getting off the car, I didn't realize it at first, but when I saw that most people getting off the car would look at my chest inadvertently. I realized that he had unbuttoned his button in the car just now, his half-open shirt and half-exposed breasts were facing the direction they got off the car.

This feeling of being swept by other people's eyes made my excitement sublimated, but I was still a little embarrassed. I turned my body aside and buttoned it up, but I wanted to be seen by them in my heart.

Get ready and get back in the car.

The little brother no longer stood there and stood at the railing above.

I don't know if he was squeezed there by the person who got on the bus later, or if he went there to wait for me, because it was also the place where he met him twice before.

Even though there was a crowd in front of me, I would still be by his side.

While I was embarrassed to say to someone, I squeezed upwards. Finally, I arrived at him, but he refused to turn his head to look at me, just like a stranger I had never met.

I finally squeezed in front of him and arrived at the familiar place. I felt a hard object pressing against me.

Suddenly, my body felt like it was electrocuted. He was already hungry and thirsty. His hot cock reached in from under my skirt and pushed it to my butt.

Without his pants or my skirt, he boldly took out his cock and reached in from under my skirt, pressing it tightly, no one would see it.

I was not satisfied, and he was not satisfied either. He continued to use his cock to pick my underwear and push it to my pussy. I even lifted my butt!

He didn't penetrate my body, but just rubbed back and forth between my butt groove as the vehicle trembled.

I really want to be inserted into my body by him. I am almost falling into it, and I can't stand it anymore! I even subconsciously adjusted my position and wanted him to enter my body.

He is taller than me, so if he stands like this, he can't get in at all if he doesn't bend down, but his glans keeps rubbing against the door of my pussy, it's very hot!It's hot!

In less than a stop, he ejaculated and cumed against my lower body.My underwear, my butt groove, and my pussy are all his semen!

Like many men, it becomes boring after ejaculation, and on such occasions, I even regret that I am so brave.The little brother left me when the vehicle arrived at the station and got off the car.

I was empty again. Even if he asked me to get off the bus with him, even if I didn't go back to school tonight, I would be willing to spend the whole night with him, but he still looked so cold and got off the bus without looking back, and didn't even look at me.

But this experience is enough for me to reminisce for several days.

This story also happened before I met my master, which was that I had just started college and had time but had nowhere to vent.

When I first entered university, I was quite restrained and could only find some fun in the chat room in the same city. When others say I am a slut and want to fuck me, I always feel very excited.

At that time, I almost didn't understand SM very much. I was a novice who had just met. What I could be sure of was that I knew that I like to have sex, like to be humiliated by others, and like to expose it to others to see.

Before meeting the owner, I met a friend in the chat room.

He is a student from another school in the same city. He is my senior. He has also videoed with me. He is the type I like. Everyone knows the men and women who are visiting the chat room.

After chatting for several days, I always teased me, saying I was beautiful, and saying I wanted to fuck me, which made me feel itchy.

I was a little slutty, but not stupid. I was so careful and told him that I was in another school.

Finally one day, it was also weekend, he suddenly sent a message saying that he wanted to treat me to dinner. He was afraid that I would think too much, so he repeatedly promised me that he had no other ideas, just to treat me to dinner.

If I had no other ideas, I wouldn't want to go!

After the summer vacation of my senior year, I have been suppressing myself and want something to happen.

But I am a girl, so I still have to be more reserved. After symbolically rejecting it, I finally agreed to his request.

He was very happy and said he would come to wait for me at the gate of our school, but I was not from that school at all, so I had to say that I would go to find him.

At that time, I didn't start using cosmetics, so I didn't need to dress up.

But my desire to see my body by strangers is getting stronger and stronger, but I am a student after all, and I cannot wear too much exposure, and I don’t have that kind of clothes.

This incident was not long before, and I thought of the look of others looking at my chest, and without hesitation, I chose the same clothes as that day, with a shirt and a pleated skirt.

I must wear a bra. If I don’t wear a bra, I might think of me!

I also wore my only pair of lace underwear.

But at that time, I couldn't control high heels, and I didn't have them at all. I just wore a pair of sneakers.

I went to his school, and along the way he asked me where I was, for fear that I would regret his pigeon.

I just told him that it was getting faster and faster, and I didn't say anything specific. I don't know what route I was going to go to his school. I'm just saying it would be a mistake.

After a round trip, I arrived at his school, not in the city or during peak hours, so nothing beautiful happened on the road.

When I arrived at his school gate, I told him that I was there.He didn't come out of the school, he came from the Internet cafe outside the school, and he was also a classmate who was with him.

After seeing me, he greeted me warmly, then turned to his friend and said, "How is it?"I just said that my junior sister is a big beauty. You don’t believe it yet, do you believe it now?

When he said this, I felt embarrassed and had to smile shyly.

I introduced his classmate to me, who was his roommate. We introduced ourselves to each other and he suggested that we go to have a meal together.

I remember very clearly that the plate of chicken he invited me to eat was the first time I ate it. It was not good or bad, it was OK.

The restaurants at the entrance of the school are not expensive, and after a meal, the three of us spent less than a hundred yuan.

The young people could soon chat together. After a meal, we became familiar with each other a lot, and we no longer felt a little embarrassed if it was so early.

After drinking two bottles of beer, everyone had a great time talking.

Although he said nothing, and although he acted very politely and gentlemanly, seeing the color deep in his eyes, even if it was not animal desire, at least it was lust. This is a woman's talent, and you can feel it.

Actually, my idea was quite simple at that time, so I just waited for him to say we could go to have some milk tea or check in a room, so that I could have sex with him naturally.

I didn't think about his classmates at that time. Although I was fucked by two men on the same day in high school, it was not the same at the same time. I haven't passed the 3p, so I don't have that idea in my mind.

Although he is very talkative, he is just like a lump of wood and has no intention of further development. I don’t want to waste time like this, so I simply retreated and moved forward. After a while after dinner, I said it was a little too late and I was going back.

He was reluctant to let me go like this. He said he would go to sing, but I had no intention of refusing.

His friend had no intention of leaving. He just wanted to play, so he just sang songs. It was nothing if everyone had fun together. That's what I thought at that time.

The KTV next to the school is also very cheap, it costs a few dozen yuan a night, and the higher the consumption is the extra alcohol.

After entering the private room, the senior advised me to drink. This is the routine of most men!

I am Chu'er, they are Chu'er, they are not virgins, they mean that in terms of KTV, they don't know how to make new tricks, and I don't understand, they just know to let me drink.

I can drink some alcohol, but I can't drink too much, but it can mobilize my lust.

Sister, you sing a song, I will give you some songs.The senior told me enthusiastically.After that meal, we were already in tune with our brothers and sisters.

Thousands of songs!I ordered an old song.

After the song was sung, they applauded and praised me for singing well. The senior said to me, "I'll have another song, it's really nice."

I can not only sing, but also dance!I said.

I was also a little fluttered in their praise.

Then you jump one and let’s take a look?The senior quickly said to me.

Although I couldn't resist in my heart, my body still couldn't let go. I was embarrassed and said, I couldn't jump here.

Sister, then you have to prove it. Why don’t you do a few moves and let’s take a look?The senior said to me.

This is not difficult, so let's show it.

I walked to the middle of the private room and faced them, and did two moves, one lowered his waist and the other one rode the horse.

Their applause satisfied my vanity again.

I see some girls can stand and do a single horse. Can you make one to see if you are a sister?Senior asked me.

I could answer this action at that time without thinking. Of course, I can do it for you to show it.This action is called moving the front legs, and they definitely don't know the name.

After answering this sentence, I realized that something was wrong. The skirt I was wearing would lift my legs when doing this.

At that time, the exposure had not yet been carved into my bones, so it was also a slight conscious.But I am just shy, not afraid, but eager.

So I took a deep breath, raised my right leg high, higher than my head, held it with my own hands, and faced them, saying, Look, is that true?

I was wearing underwear, but the spring light under the skirt was completely exposed to them. My body was hot and my heart was beating faster, but I was extremely satisfied.

I felt a little embarrassed before raising my legs, but after raising my legs, I didn't want to let go. I longed to be seen by them.

They sat opposite me and looked at me straight. I didn't put down my legs immediately, but asked them, "Does it look good?"

Is this a pun? Do you ask them if my movements look good or if I look good below?Because my lace panties are a bit transparent.

They were even more embarrassed than me and nodded and said it was good.

Then his roommate took the excuse of going out to buy things and left me and him alone.

We sat next to each other, and he suddenly looked at me affectionately as if he was confessing to me and said to me, "Don't be my sister, I like you."

After saying that, he hugged me.

I didn't answer him or reject him. I was pushed down by him on the sofa, kissed my lips, took off my panties, inserted it into my pussy, and ejaculated into my body.

I haven't done it for a long time and it still feels a little painful, but it feels very comfortable. The heat flow penetrates into my vagina, which is very comfortable.

After he finished ejaculation, he went to the bathroom to wash it, but I was still unsatisfied and happened to see his cell phone on the sofa.

There is no lock screen, and it is still stuck in the previous interface. It is a chat window. There is a saying that I still remember. I took it. Come in. Whether you can take it down depends on yourself.This is a message to his roommate.

The meaning of this sentence is obvious.

When he came back, I pretended not to see it. Sure enough, his roommate came back and he also made excuses to go out.

By this time, I had been fucked, and his roommate knew about it. With the same purpose, I might as well take the initiative!

As soon as he came in, maybe before he could think about how to speak, I stood up from the sofa, walked to him, and forced him to step back to the wall.

Maybe he was a little guilty and thought I was angry about what happened before, so he didn't dare to speak.

I was just a fist distance between him and asked him if he wanted to get into me.

My words were too direct, which made him deny them repeatedly.

When I was doing it with my senior before, I didn’t take off my clothes. Now I can’t take care of so much. While unbuttoning myself, I told him that I like him.

After the initial shock, everything became natural. I became more proactive and gave him a blowjob, and then he fucked him once.

After that, we played on KTV for a while. I didn’t go back to school that night and checked out with them. This was the first time in my life that I had a formal 3P because they were all young people and there was almost no rest all night.

I like being fucked by two men one at the same time, and I like this feeling.

Let’s talk about two unsuccessful training experiences!

The first time, I made an appointment with a man who claimed to be very good at playing. He opened a room in the hotel. As soon as he entered, he took off me and let me lie on the ground. Then he squatted on me and pulled a pile of gold on my breasts.

At that time, I couldn't accept this at all. It was very disgusting. I cried and ran away, and parted in an unhappy manner.

I didn't expect that I would become what I am now.

The second time I had an appointment with a man. He bought a room in a small hotel separated by a room in Daping. There was only a bed, and the others were all public, similar to that of a separate compartment, which cost only 30 yuan a night.

When I was taking a shower, he took all my clothes and asked me to walk back to the room naked. I was still a little excited at the time.

After returning to the room, he took a paper cup containing his pee and asked me to drink it. He asked me to lie on the bed, so he poked me into my pussy with his feet, which hurt me and was not very happy. However, I still tried to satisfy him as much as possible. He fucked him five or six times in one night, and I couldn't remember the details. Anyway, it was not as beautiful as I thought.

My husband said that I wrote too plainly, but I didn’t know how to write, and I didn’t like to write Ah.

But my husband promised me that I would write it carefully again and I would not write it again in the future. The World Cup will end soon. In two days, I will write it carefully again, and there will be no need to write again in the future!