Why Are MILFs Obsessed With Me?!

"No... please..." The young married woman gasped, biting her lower lip as she desperately tried to suppress the strange sensations surging from her lower abdomen.

Su Chen's penis seemed longer than average, easily reaching every corner of her pussy. With each slow thrust, his massive cock pressed relentlessly against the gates of her pussy. She strained onto her tiptoes, nearly crying out.

The unfamiliar penis greedily devoured her, rubbing until it reached the most sensitive spot—her clitoris. As if trying to squeeze out every last drop of pleasure, the thick glans pressed down with brutal force.

'Ah! No... I can't!' The woman screamed inwardly, her body twitching slightly as if trying to evade the assault on her most vulnerable point. She bucked her hips violently, but the thick glans held firm, refusing to release its grip.

"No... not there!" The woman desperately suppressed the scream that threatened to burst from her throat. To be subjected to such lewd behavior in a crowded bus... Shame, humiliation, even these words couldn't capture the depth of her anger and despair.

The lewd assault continued. Su Chen's left hand, still gripping her waist, advanced further. Taking advantage of the bus's swaying motion, his hand slipped around her from behind, under her arm, and slowly slid upward into her lace bra.

'No! He's attacking me so brazenly...'

Terrified of being seen in such a compromising position, prevented her from calling for help. She released her grip on the overhead rail and desperately tried to block Su Chen's hand through her suit, but her strength was no match.

"Ah..." she gasped softly. Before she could react, Su Chen had already pushed her lace bra upward, exposing her breasts. His hand immediately seized them, completely engulfing her soft, round milkers. He greedily savored the fullness and elasticity of her breasts while pinching her unprotected nipples.

"Ah... no... stop..." The woman frantically grabbed at the hand pressing against her chest, but the outer clothing offered no protection.

Su Chen, as if testing the elasticity of her breasts, greedily fondled her firm peaks. Her breasts, oblivious to their owner's peril, innocently displayed their pure tenderness and fullness under the hand's kneading. As his fingertips lightly stroked and circled her nipples, the woman felt the tips begin to harden.

"Mmm... no... I can't!" Her face flushed crimson as she bit her lower lip, desperately trying to pull Su Chen's hand away.

It felt like an electric current was spreading from her manipulated nipples. How could she react to such molestation? But how could she hide this from the lecher behind her? Su Chen immediately noticed the hardening of her nipples. Seeing her desperately guarding her breasts, he shifted his hips slightly, pressing his thick, erect glans against her tight, narrow opening, and thrust again.

A shudder ran through her body, sending chills down her spine. The massive glans seemed determined to force open her tightly sealed Honey Lips, threatening to penetrate her through the thin lace panties.

The young married woman desperately tried to escape, but her path was blocked by the unyielding wall of people on the bus. Under Su Chen's practiced caresses, waves of carnal sensation surged through her body from her nipples. Her pussy lips were relentlessly crushed, squeezed, and pierced by his thick, fiery rod. She felt, with despair, that her pussy involuntarily seeping with nectar.

Gleefully defiling the young woman before him, Su Chen savored her figure, torn between shame, fury, and desperate attempts to suppress the assault. Pressing his face close to her neck, he began bolder provocations. His heavy breathing filled her ear, and the hot air from his mouth nearly entered her ear canal. Skillfully using his body to block the surrounding gazes, Su Chen began sucking on her earlobe and neck.

The woman's fingers, white from gripping the handrail, strained against the metal. Her eyes remained tightly shut as she bit down hard on her lip, enduring this lover-like yet wicked caress. Su Chen thrust his hips forward, his thick glans slowly sliding against her pussy lips.

"Ah... no... please..." she pleaded, her voice barely audible from deep within her throat.

While her attention was focused on the assault from behind, Su Chen's right hand had already slipped beneath her abdomen. The lace panties, stretched into a T-string, brushed against her smooth, delicate lower belly as his fingers probed toward her pussy.

"There... absolutely not..." she gasped, clutching her bag with her right hand and reaching out with her left to fend him off, only to have it blocked by Su Chen's arm under her armpit. With both hands immobilized, she could only press her lower abdomen desperately against the wall.

Su Chen didn't dare penetrate her; after all, they were on a public bus. If he were to thrust inside her, who knew if the woman could resist the overwhelming pleasure without drawing attention? Su Chen wasn't willing to take that risk. His identity was too sensitive; discovery would mean ruin.

A hoarse whimper escaped the young woman's throat, but it was drowned out by the bus's rumbling and the surrounding noise. Her entire body flushed, her mind blank, her breath coming in ragged gasps. Her skin burned. Inside her high heels, her toes curled and twisted with the effort to clench her legs together, but her attempts were utterly futile.

"Ah..." The young woman choked out a low moan, her body stiffening as the burning fingertips slowly, irresistibly penetrated her.

The young married woman's beautifully curved back arched into a desperate bow. Her pussy was now being shamelessly and lewdly defiled by the filthy fingers of a stranger.

She hadn't even seen his face, didn't know who was committing these vile acts. Desperately trying to sever all sensation there, her body stubbornly refused to obey. The tender flesh, heedless of its owner's shame and despair, clearly reported every inch of the stranger's slow, intrusion.

"No... ah... please don't do such vulgar things..." Her silent, pleas were futile.

To savor every nuance of the dignified young married woman, his fingertips gently caressed her pussy lips. An electric current surged through every pore, causing her body to tremble. Her flesh involuntarily tightened around the bold, unfamiliar fingertips, which teased and probed.

"Enough... enough already... Not there... Stop, stop it!"

Fingers rubbed against her flesh, nails lightly scraped her delicate walls. Her pussy was humiliated, stretched open, and kneaded. Her lower abdomen involuntarily twitched as his fingers churned and ravaged. Defying her will, her pussy succumbed to the dominance, and dew began to seep out uncontrollably.

Su Chen immediately noticed the woman's forced composure beginning to crumble. He gently nipped her earlobe, his hot breath ghosting into her ear. His left hand kneaded her nipple while his right fingertip delicately scooped up her dew, spreading it provocatively across her pussy. Each stroke seemed to smear across her already shattering sense of shame.

Su Chen middle fingertip attacked her clitoris, grinding and kneading it relentlessly, determined to force the demure lady to reveal her hidden madness.

"Ah..." The woman nearly couldn't suppress a terrified gasp.

It felt as if a fireball had exploded in her secret place, sending a wave of frantic shame crashing through her mind. The thick shaft pressed tightly against her equally bare pussy. Her ignorant panties, stretching taut as if reclaiming lost territory, only tightened around the invading shaft, forcing it to press even more firmly against her.

With each forward and backward motion, the tip brushed lightly against her swollen, erect clitoris, causing it to tremble involuntarily at the searing touch. As if plunged into an icy cellar, her thoughts grew increasingly sluggish, while her sensations sharpened, as if flames were igniting from within her body.

'This strange young man... daring to play with me so lewdly in front of all these people... I don't even know what he looks like...'