Bus

Author : R

You get on at your usual stop, wearing a low cut dress that’s somewhere between red and brown and is decorated with small white flowers. Your glasses magnify the sparkle in your eyes and your smile light up your face. I always look forward to this route as it usually means I will get to see you and you are definitely the highlight of my day. You show me your weekly ticket and smile as you make your way to your seat, taking the one nearest to the front. I can see you in my mirror and our eyes lock for a second before I shut the doors and pull out.

Traffic is fairly light and there is a steady stream of passengers getting on and off. When we get to your normal stop you stay seated and don’t get off. I wonder where you must be going and pull away again. The bus slowly empties and you are still there as we approach the end of the route, I bring the bus to a halt and open the doors letting the last passengers off. You stay seated as they walk past you but you still show no signs of moving. I look in the mirror catching your eye with a quizzical look on my face and you stay seated but slowly hitch your dress up, parting your legs to reveal your blue panties. My heart races but I understand fully. I close the doors and begin to drive glancing constantly in my mirror as my cock begins to strain against my trousers.

I try to stop myself from staring in my mirror too much, after all I have a bus to get to somewhere that would offer a bit of seclusion for what I hope is about to come but I still manage the odd peek to see you sitting happily and I am sure you have started rubbing yourself through your underwear. Fuck my mind is racing, seeking out local knowledge for somewhere to go and fast.

I pull into the empty car park near to the now abandoned air craft hanger, grass has started to appear in the cracks in the tarmac in a hopeless attempt by nature to reclaim the space. I park and pull hard on the handbrake opening my drivers cab door and getting out. I slowly approach you and you bite your bottom lip seductively moving your hand aside to show the shear fabric of your panties soaked with your excited wetness. I stand in front of you and you reach out gripping my hard cock through my trousers, it strains further against the material and I know that it is screaming to be released.

I take your hand and pull you to your feet, kissing you hard, no tenderness or slow build, we are beyond that point. I turn and lead you up the narrow stairs to the top deck, walking to the back of the bus and the wide back seat. As you sit I kneel in front of you pushing your legs over my shoulders, you push down, raising your hips as I grab the sides of your panties and slide them off. You lift your dress up as my tongue searches hungrily for your swollen clit, I circle it before pulling it into my mouth and releasing it. You unbutton your dress letting it drop to the sides and I get my first glimpses of your amazing breasts as you pull the cups of your bra down and pull me up to suck on your expectant nipples. I fumble at my zip, undoing my trousers and finally releasing my hard cock, I take it in my hand and rub it against your slit, making it slick with your juices as I take your hard nipple into my mouth, teasing it between my teeth before sucking appreciatively.  You push me away taking my cock in your hand and sliding your mouth over my slick head working your hand up and down my shaft as your tongue flicks around my tip. When you are satisfied that I’m rock hard you look me in the eyes and say “Now!” before turning around presenting yourself to be taken hard.

I slip two fingers into your exposed pussy from behind just to make sure you are ready for me, your wetness instantly surrounds them so I know you are more than ready. You want me now and hard. I grip my cock, my fingers slippery on its shaft and line up the entry into your waiting hole. I grip your hips and pull you sharply into me, you gasp as my cock fills your pussy and you scream “fuck me hard or not at all”. I pound my cock into you, setting a hard rhythm that will not be sustainable but from how you’re squirming I don’t think either of us want this to last long. You use the back of the seat to push against making my thrusts seem deeper, harder. Looking down my pubes are slick flat with your juices. You get lower, raising your gorgeous arse into me and I can feel the first twitches as you cum, I last a few more strokes then let my streams of cum fill your soaking pussy. I slow, letting our breathing slow too, finally pulling out of you and watching an amalgamation of our juices run from you down your inner thigh.