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Chapter 2

21days ago Rural fiction 7
That was something not long ago. As usual, I specifically found some young girls on the bus full of people. This time I was a fifteen- or six-year-old female student.

I stood behind the girl. When the car drove, I stood up and pressed her butt tightly. I felt very satisfied.

Soon, I found that this beautiful girl knew what kind of colleague this was, but because of the crowd inside the bus, she had no way to dodge. Of course, she could turn around and scold me, but somehow, she didn't do this, and didn't even turn around to look at me. As long as she turned around and stared at me, I wouldn't dare to push her butt anymore.

Slowly, I felt her butt coming back as if not obeying her command, as if it was her physical reaction, overwhelming her rationality.

When I saw her reacting, I immediately pressed her plump butt even harder. At this time, the bulging part of my crotch was pressed tightly against the low part between her butt. In fact, the place below my entire belly was almost completely clamped her butt. In the swing of the bus, I pressed her round butt and squeezed around. I began to rub her butt rhythmically, and I felt that she deliberately shook her butt backwards from time to time.

Actually, she didn't have to do this, because I started to stick to her unscrupulously, and the swing of the bus was almost the same as real sex, a paparazzi style that was carried out since then.

My breathing became more and more rapid, and a burst of heat squirted heavily on the back of her neck, and the penis pressed against her butt became harder and harder, as if it was about to pierce her school skirt and penetrated it all the way into her vagina

When the girl in front of me seemed to be enjoying this wonderful feeling happily, I suddenly stopped pressing her against her, which made her very disappointed. She turned her head slightly and looked at her. She found that I did not walk away, but was no longer pressing against her butt.

Just when she was a little disappointed, I pressed her butt again. Maybe she didn't understand why I didn't push her just now. In fact, I untied my pants and took out my penis!

I was just pushing this beautiful female student aloud, but I didn't expect that she didn't object, and even encouraged her to greet her with her plump butt. Her figure was so beautiful, her butt was round, big and elastic enough. After a while, I was so excited that I simply pulled it away, took out my penis, and pushed it directly against her.

At this time, the bus was very crowded, and I pressed against her tightly. If I didn't observe carefully, no one would notice the ugly appearance of me, a pervert.

In this way, I kept pushing her butt, and both of them were enjoying the wonderful pleasure tacitly. I also took the bus from time to time and pushed her forward and backward. She turned around several times. Although she didn't dare to look directly at my face, she lowered her head and secretly looked at her butt being pressed against my penis. I think she was continuing to pretend that she didn't notice that I was molesting her!

At this time, I felt like I was about to ejaculate. Although rationally told me not to, I still pressed her hard against the consequences. Then, my legs were pressed against her butt, trembling as if I suddenly suffered from chills. At the same time, my breathing was very heavy, and the girl seemed a little scared, twisted restlessly by her tightly pressing her butt, as if she wanted to break free from my weight.

However, she soon knew what was going on. She could almost feel the muscles in my body twitching. I was holding her round butt unrestrainedly. My upper body was pressing against her back, and my lower body pressed against her butt and kept swaying, just like a male dog pressing against the little bitch and mating.

Although the girl was a little panicked, she had no choice but to bite the bullet and continue to pretend to be ignorant.

However, she immediately felt something was wrong, because at this time her school skirt was already sticking to my semen, and some of the semen had penetrated into the inner side of her thighs. She felt very uncomfortable, and these things made her feel fearful, and she couldn't help but scream out.

The readers can probably guess what happened later. Although I tried to escape, I failed. Maybe it was because of the fact that I had just ejaculated. My legs were soft and I couldn't run at all. As a result, a detective who was off duty sent me to the police station.

During the few days I was locked in the police station, two doctors came to do examinations and evaluations for me. One of them was a psychiatric department. According to him, I may have some mental disorder, called friction habits. At that time, I regretted the series of inappropriate things I did in the past and harass young women. So I asked the doctor if there was any way to correct my sexual perversion.

The doctor said that in severe cases, drug therapy can be used, that is, when you have thoughts or actions that are inappropriate to women, you will take a medicine and feel a strong feeling when the medicine is inflicted. Over time, it will form a reflex effect and can be corrected.

If it is not too serious, you can analyze what environment is most likely to induce perverted behavior, and try to avoid it later. In this way, you can slowly forget the trigger and achieve the purpose of correcting perverts.

Two more days later, the doctor and the officer in charge of my case came and lobbyed me to attend a seminar, and the officer also suggested that if I went to the seminar, I might not sue me again.

Later I found out that the girl I was molested by, may be because she was shy or because she was afraid that others would laugh at her. However, I didn't know that there was such a reason, and the doctor told me that if I could tell others about my thoughts and feelings, it would be very helpful to correct my sexual perversion, so I resolutely agreed.

I never expected that in this way, I would become a celebrity in the city!

It turned out that the seminar was on TV. I heard that many people watched it. I read the newspaper and said that the TV station planned to compete for this special episode!

I'm afraid it's not an Oscar?

When I walked on the street, people pointed at me from time to time. What embarrassed me was the mothers who were dragging the little girls of five or six years old, who shouted loudly several times, which made me feel ashamed and wanted to find somewhere to get in!

So, now I am sitting in this car heading to Sangjiawan and continuing my journey of escaping the world's accusations