Incident on an intercity bus
It all started quite simply. On the bus ride, a girl sat down next to me; out of many empty seats, she somehow chose the one right beside me, and I was sitting by the window. We immediately made eye contact when she boarded the bus, and a pleasant tightness clenched below my stomach…
It was summer, so she was wearing minimal clothing. A simple white t-shirt and a skirt that wasn't too short, but above the knees… Curly, chestnut hair. Sometimes it happens that just from imagination alone, I get an erection. That was one of those times.
I was wearing shorts, and in the summer, I usually don't wear underwear; in that situation, only a blind
wouldn't have noticed my situation, especially how I awkwardly tried to adjust my cock in my shorts so it wouldn't stick out so much.I don't know what affected her—whether she noticed my "compliment" in my pants or something else—but I wasn't the only one aroused anymore. I noticed it by the intense movement of her hand between her legs…
When I noticed that—I broke into a cold sweat; I hadn't expected that turn of events. But I quickly pulled myself together and started thinking about what I should do. The decision was made in just seconds… I placed my palm on her leg.
She froze for a moment, then took my hand and pulled it toward her between her legs… She didn't have to persuade me for long, as I was already fully exploring her there. What surprised me was that besides her skirt, I found no other clothing.
A few minutes later, my fly was unzipped and my cock was free, but not for long, as her hand immediately grabbed it and began moving up and down the shaft.
We both started moaning softly, but thankfully the other passengers were occupied with a movie, the sound of which was still louder than ours. About 10 minutes later, her body convulsed with an orgasm, her hand covering her mouth to keep from giving us away.
And a minute later, I came in her hand. Without changing positions, we sat like that for a few minutes, her legs spread as wide as possible, her hand still holding my cock, and my hand still somewhere in the vicinity of her treasure…
About 10 minutes later, my cock began to regain its shape, and the incident that had happened 10 minutes earlier only added new strength! Only then did she take tissues from her purse and wipe the results of our efforts from her hand and my shorts…
When she finished cleaning up, my shaft was already ready for battle. We were also lucky that the bus was large, and there was enough space between the seats for us. This whole incident was just one stroke of luck after another.
I'm not a particularly lucky person in life, so luck is still luck in my case. So, the tissue flew out the window, and I found myself between my travel companion's legs. She had an amazing scent; I'll never forget it.
That day, my tongue worked wonders. First, I ran it over her lips, then with the tip, I began to move inside her vagina. At first, the girl kept her legs spread as wide as possible, but after my tongue started exploring her pussy inside—she squeezed her legs… She was dripping wet, but her scent only added to my arousal. I started helping with my hand, first with one finger, then two, three fingers were already inside her.
With my other hand, I gently massaged her breasts with hardened nipples, then moved higher, started kissing her stomach, then licking the nipple of the opposite breast, which I continued to massage with my hand. The fingers of my other hand didn't stop working between the girl's legs. I moved them inside, increasing the pace until she came again… Every time I remember this and try to imagine how it looked from the outside—I feel tension in my pants…
After the orgasm, she completely relaxed, went limp, and at first, I thought she had fallen asleep. So, I just sat back in my seat, gently stroking her wet vagina with my fingers, while massaging my cock with my other hand.
A few minutes later, she opened her eyes, turned, and looked at me with a smile. I was caught off guard again. A minute later, she was sitting between my legs, skillfully working my cock with her mouth, alternating with her hands.
It's simply indescribable! The bus, the girl, the people who could have discovered us at any moment—it all seemed like a dream! A little later, she was sitting on me, now without her skirt, with her back to my face.
My legs were spread apart, the girl braced her hands on them, and her legs were folded together, bent at the knees. She moved her hips up and down, sometimes a little to the side, sometimes pausing, fully impaled on my cock.
By this point, we were no longer holding back our moans. She tirelessly moved her hips on me, and I moved mine in rhythm with her while simultaneously massaging her breasts. I still don't know if anyone noticed us or not, but at that moment, we didn't care!
After a while, we both came, almost simultaneously, with me a few seconds earlier…
I came inside her; I had neither the strength nor the desire to think about the consequences… We fell silent again, and she remained sitting on me, without her skirt, only I folded my legs so she could lean completely against me…
We sat like that for a long time; I can't say exactly how long… When we came to our senses, she cleaned up, got dressed, sat in her seat, and for the rest of the trip, we rode in silence, occasionally meeting each other's eyes and smiling kindly.
After getting off the bus—we went to the nearest restaurant and had a hearty dinner, as the journey had been very exhausting.