I Got On the Bus and the Woman Next to Me Was Masturbating (1)
The woman’s left hand was buried beneath her skirt, wriggling shamelessly. Every time her arm trembled, the hem of her skirt twitched in rhythm. Schlick… squelch… schlick-schlick… squelch-squelch♥
“Hah… ah… ngh—haaa…”
What the hell is this…?
The woman was staring straight at Jin-woo.
“Hah… ahhh…”
The rhythmic twitching of her skirt and the faint, sweet moans spilling from her lips. Her eyes glistened with moisture, and a deep flush colored her cheeks. Anyone could tell she was unbearably aroused. The hand moving beneath her skirt was clearly pleasuring her most intimate place.
It was an act more familiar to Jin-woo than anything else. He had known, of course, that women masturbated too. But because women had always felt like distant, untouchable beings to him, he had never truly witnessed it—until now. Even so, the motions and sounds coming from the woman beside him left no room for doubt.
Only an idiot wouldn’t understand.
Jin-woo might be a bit slow, but he wasn’t stupid. He caught on instantly.
Shit… she’s really masturbating?
He knew women did it, but this was way too sudden! He had opened his eyes to find the woman sitting next to him on the bus openly touching herself? This kind of thing didn’t even happen in novels!
Jin-woo’s mouth fell slightly open. His dazed gaze traveled upward from the bouncing hem of her skirt. Their eyes met.
The woman smiled at him seductively, her face burning crimson as if she had finally been noticed. Squish-squish—schlick-schlick—squelch-squelch♥ Rub-rub-rub-rub♥
“Mmph… ughh…♡”
Her movements grew rougher. No longer just light teasing—this was the unmistakable motion of someone grinding against her most sensitive spot. Her body shivered delicately, and a moan slipped between her parted lips.
Drip.Drop—
With her other hand, she began unbuttoning her blouse one by one. Mischief sparkled in her heated, lust-drunk eyes.
The situation had escalated so suddenly in a public place that Jin-woo’s brain was a chaotic mess, struggling to process what was happening. But what he was experiencing right now was essentially sexual harassment. Showing a man her body parts or masturbating in front of him to feel excitement—it was that kind of act.
Jin-woo didn’t know it yet, but in this world, such things were everyday occurrences for men. Unlike his previous life, sexual harassment and similar acts weren’t treated as crimes here. That was why women’s exposure was bold and completely disregarded time and place.
Drip.Drop-drop—
Even as Jin-woo stared in a daze, the woman’s hands didn’t stop.
Ha… for real? She’s really going to bare her breasts?
This world is even crazier than I thought…
Jin-woo couldn’t tear his eyes away from her chest. The woman gave him a sultry smile, then used her fingers to pinch and rub the stiff, cherry-red nipple that stood proudly erect.
“Ngh—haang… aah…♡”
Twirl-twirl. Squeeze—!Rub-rub-pinch-pinch♥
She rolled the sensitive bud between her thumb and forefinger, occasionally giving it a light pinch, all while letting out heated moans. Then her skirt shook violently.
The fingers that had been rubbing over her panties slipped beneath the fabric and pushed it aside. Squelch.Schlup—plunge!♥
Her long fingers sank deep into her dripping wet pussy. Squelch-squelch♥ Slurp-slurp-slurp♥
Her body trembled as she began pumping her hand with passionate intensity. The sight of Jin-woo watching her—his handsome face fixed on her masturbation—was unbearably arousing.
“Haa, ughh—♡ Ahn… ngh— Just looking at such a handsome face while I masturbate is making me so insanely turned on… haaang…♡”
The woman thought back to just ten minutes ago, when she had first laid eyes on the man now sitting beside her.
It had been an ordinary, boring morning commute. At the bus stop, she had seen him standing there. The moment she saw his face—so impossibly handsome that it made every male celebrity in the world look like a squid—she had frozen, lost in a daydream.
There was a man like this in the world?
While she was momentarily distracted by reality, her pussy had been the first to accept it. Her core grew unbearably hot. Drip. A thick strand of her juices slid down from her slit.
The love juice that escaped through the gaps in her mesh panties tickled her thighs. His breathtaking handsomeness was enough to make her pussy drool just from looking at him.
While waiting for the bus, she kept stealing glances at his face. When he boarded a bus that had stopped, she followed him in a trance—even though it wasn’t the one she had been waiting for.
Tap. Tap-tap—
The moment she saw the empty seat beside the man who had sat down, every other seat in the bus seemed to blur into mosaic. Only the empty spot next to him stood out clearly.
Click. Click-click.Swish—
Without the slightest hesitation, she walked over and sat beside him.
The man, seemingly indifferent to whoever sat next to him, casually put in his earphones and closed his eyes. She couldn’t look away. Just watching him filled her with a happiness she had never known.
She had tried to be satisfied with simply watching him until he got off. But her burning core refused to be satisfied with just looking. It twitched and leaked more and more juices.
Telling herself she couldn’t help it because of her slutty pussy, she began quietly touching herself while watching the man with his eyes closed—trying to soothe her dripping folds. Squelch—Wriggle, squirm, wriggle-wriggle—♥
Just from touching it, her pussy was already far wetter than it usually got during her solo sessions. The moment her fingers brushed over her panties, an entirely new level of pleasure surged through her.
Simply sitting beside such an incredibly handsome man brought her a level of excitement that watching porn could never match. Her core throbbed with heat.
Her lewd pussy drooled desperately, begging to be touched somehow. “Hah… ah…♡ Hngh, haaa…♡”
In truth, the woman had never once sexually harassed or molested a man in her life. She had a decent job, possessed a healthy female sex drive, but her standards were high. No man had ever satisfied her. Even the few times she had given in to her desires and had sex, the men’s six-centimeter cocks had left her completely unsatisfied.
Disappointed by men who finished the moment she started getting into it, she had always calmed her burning body by masturbating alone whenever her desires built up.
Then, by chance, she met this man—and finally understood what it meant for both body and heart to crave someone at the same time. The moment her heart trembled, her pussy trembled, and her hands trembled—the perfect trio of tremors.
Just by looking at him and rubbing her pussy, her entire body shook as if it had become a vibrator, drowning her in ecstasy.
Squish-squish—schlick-schlick—squelch-squelch!♥ Wriggle-wriggle-squelch-squelch♥
“Haah…♡ Aah, haaang…♡”
Tremble. Tremble—
The desire of a woman who had once claimed she would be happy just watching him grew endlessly alongside the increasing wetness between her legs.
I wish he would look at me. Hngh— I want him to watch me masturbating… Aah, I want this man to see me… I want him to look at my breasts… to touch them…
Schlick-schlick—squelch-squelch-squelch—squelch! Rub-rub-rub-rub♥
“Aah…♡ Ahn, ughh…♡”
Overwhelmed by rising pleasure, she squeezed her own breast hard while her other hand rubbed her pussy even more furiously. The moment her masturbation truly began in earnest, the man opened his eyes and looked at her.
Gush.Twitch-twitch—
The instant their eyes met, her pussy celebrated with joy, squirting a gush of nectar that soaked her hand. Finally—finally he was looking at her. So this was why people did public sexual harassment.
It felt too good.
She wanted to show him her hidden parts—especially her breasts, swollen and tight with arousal. So she unbuttoned her shirt and pulled down her bra.
Since rape was the only act that carried punishment, she knew many women got excited from showing their bodies to men. She had always sneered at those women, calling them pathetic. Never in her wildest dreams had she imagined she would become one of them.
Now, she finally understood their feelings completely.
Drip. Drop— Drop-drop—Squish. Boing—♥
Jin-woo didn’t know what the woman would do next. He debated whether he should change seats, yet he couldn’t tear his eyes away from her nipple, which stayed rock-hard even as she pinched it.
Perhaps she took his gaze as permission. The woman leaned toward him. The hand that had been on her breast reached out and grabbed Jin-woo’s left hand, which was resting by the window.
“W-why are you doing this…?”
“Why? Are you really asking because you don’t know?”
The woman’s flushed face took on a provocative gleam. When she applied strength, the grip of her hand—far stronger than a man’s—tightened around his. She pulled his resisting hand and placed it directly on her breast.
Squish—
The moment he felt the soft, perky fullness of her breast, Jin-woo’s entire body froze.
Breast breast breast breast breast breast squish squish squish squish squish squish.
The word “breast” and the sensation of it swirled endlessly through his brain. His fingers, which had begun to curl instinctively, stopped.
No. No, I can’t do this.
[Why not? Touch it already! You want to, don’t you?]
I came to this world with a purpose… You know what kind of mindset I had when I came here.
[To have sex.]
Yes, sex… No, I came here to do it with a woman I love!
[But you already did it.]
T-that was…
[You lost your first time getting devoured by the principal lady, and you’re still saying that? Heh heh— You already know. In relationships with the opposite sex, love is nothing but a trivial emotion.]
Inside his head, a tiny angel and devil who both wore his face were arguing. His earlier bold declaration that he would show the world what a real man looked like was now completely forgotten. The reason his inner self was at war was no different from promising himself he would definitely go to the gym tomorrow—only to make excuses the next day when it rained or his workout clothes weren’t dry.
Personalities didn’t change overnight, and neither did tendencies.
This is too sudden right now. And this is a public place.
All kinds of excuses swirled through his mind.
Back then I was hypnotized. It was unavoidable…
Jin-woo shook his head hard, trying to shake off the devil’s temptation. He spoke with as much determination as he could muster.
“Please… stop.”
“What if I don’t?”
The woman, who had been gazing at Jin-woo’s face as if it were a divine masterpiece sculpted by the gods themselves, let out a small laugh at his refusal.
“I’ll scream!”
At his answer, the woman smiled, the corner of her pretty lips curling upward. A mocking smirk hung on her mouth. She leaned in close and whispered into his ear.
“Are you crazy? Can’t you see this bus is full of only women? Even if there were men, it wouldn’t change anything. Look around. Every single one of them is just waiting for a chance to have a go at you.”
Her expression clearly said, There’s no ally for you here.
Her plump lips parted. A hot, languid breath tickled his ear.
“Wouldn’t it be better to just cum once in my hand and end it?”
Is she seriously saying she’s going to jerk me off right here?
Fuck… does she not know what “public place” means?
“Why… why are you doing this to me…?”
“Because I like you. Is there any other reason? You might not believe it, but this is my first time doing something like this too. I always thought I was just a bit strange compared to other women, but now I see it was because I’d never met a man who actually satisfied me. Lick.”
She stuck out her tongue and gently licked his earlobe. The soft texture and sticky breath sent shivers down his spine. It wasn’t exactly goosebumps. Was this a chill… or excitement?
“If you don’t like that either, then how about I scream that you’re getting hard? Want to see what happens~? Do you want to be surrounded by women on the bus and gang-raped? Hmm?”
This elegant woman with neat brown bobbed hair and a prim office-lady outfit—her sticky, heated tone as she whispered into his ear now carried a clear threat.
“That’s… that can’t be. You’d get punished for rape!”
“Punished… yeah, that’s scary. But if a guy is as handsome as you, there are plenty of women who would happily fuck you and then report it, accepting the forced Gate participation as the price. If all the women here work together to take turns with you and smash the bus CCTV, there’d be no evidence. At worst, they might just have to pay for the camera, right?”
This was already the second threat since he had arrived in this world. Inside Jin-woo’s mind, a black devil spread its wings and poked its head forward.
[Just accept it already. Since you came to this place, you should follow its rules. Heh heh— You’re not even a virgin anymore, so what’s the big deal? You want to touch her tits too, don’t you? A pretty office lady is offering to stroke your cock? I say thank you very much! You like it too, right? Open your heart. Doesn’t it sound amazing if she sucks you off? You want to shove it into that bitch’s mouth too, don’t you?]
Beside the black devil appeared a small angel with pure white wings. That angel was the thirty-six years of life from his previous world. In his past life, the concepts of gender rights and sexuality had been grotesquely twisted. A world where even brushing against a woman’s body counted as sexual harassment. A world where if a woman bumped into you and then claimed to feel uncomfortable, she could report you and turn you into a criminal in an instant.
The angel’s existence was a self-defense mechanism born from living thirty-six years in such an unreasonable world. But now, even the angel’s wings were slowly turning black.
“Ha… fuck…”
“Oh my, you look so neat and pretty, but you can swear too? Good. Now go on, squeeze my tits. You know that once a man starts touching a woman, other people usually won’t interfere, right? So it’d be better for you to help me cum quickly and end this. Hurry up and grope my breasts, hurry!”
Fuck… the devil is right.
This wasn’t his old world. Yeah—if a woman is telling me to touch her and I refuse, I’m the only one losing out. She said it’d be better to just cum once in her hand, right? If she’s offering to stroke me, why should I refuse?
Looking at it positively, this was an experience you couldn’t buy with money. The two black devils merged into one.
Determination flashed in Jin-woo’s eyes.
Squish.
The hand resting on her breast began to squeeze.