Where it happened: On a bus
Langauge: English
Sex: Male
Rating: 4
Category: Straight
I was at the start of a tedious journey on a crowded bus. I was sitting next to a bloke, we were on the left hand side, I was next to the window. A girl came on and he offered his seat to her. She smiled a not committed smile and sat next to me. She was pretty good looking, and had obviously just come from work because she was wearing her famous fast food restaurant uniform. She had dark skin and looked slightly to be of Malaysian origin (I could be wrong, I’m hopeless at identifying races, I don’t care where someone is from as long as they are nice).
As the journey went on, she started to nod off and eventually, she rested her head on my shoulder. She was too gone to notice else I reckon she would have been a little embarrassed at making a spectacle of herself. I didn’t mind though and slowly, the crowd died down.
Now we were in the back-but-one row on the bus and eventually, the only people left were some weary middle-class looking people down the front and us two up the back. I started to look at this girl who was leaning on my shoulder. Her uniform was pretty standard for where she worked. She had a blue blouse with a dark navy blue skirt and navy blue tights.
As I looked, I noticed something moving in my trousers. I tried to sit in a less revealing way in case she wokr up. I moved it so that rather than stiking right out, it was sticking up thus making less of a mound on my trousers.
As my hormones began to kick in I figured i’d look a little closer. All I did was put my hand on one of her legs. She didn’t move. I didn’t see any harm in moving my hand up a bit and, stroking her tights, moved my hand up the the hem of her skirt.
her legs were a couple of inches apart and so, feeling a bit more adventerous, I moved my hand a little up her skirt. A little (oh about 1 inch) became 2, 3, 4 inches then I touched skin. It was her bare leg. I thought her tights went right up over her knickers but what she was wearing was more ‘stockingy’! her upper leg was SO smooth, it was like hair had never grown on it before, it was so smooth. I stroked this part of her leg for some time and then she moved. I quickly withdrew my hand.
She moved her legs closer together so no more joy was to be had there.
I was about to go to sleep myself until I thought, well, should I? I looked at her blouse and undid some of her buttons. Opening the gap in the blouse, I saw she was wearing a white bra which fitten tightly against her chest. It stuck out about 10 centimetres. I stroked what part of her breast I could see and I stroked around the bra. I didn’t dare put my hand INTO her bra in case I woke her up. but, dammit, she did wake up. Very slowly so I quickly took away my hand, buttoned up one of her buttons (no time to do the others) and faked sleep.
As I pretended to sleep, I heard her muttering a few things about her damn uniform and then, the next thing I knew, her hand was on my knee. I opened my eyes and she said “I had this strangest dream, it was about you and you were touching me. The strange thing is that I didn’t mind. I know this sounds a bit fresh but would you like to come home with me?”. I told her that it was a bit difficult because of where I lived being so far from where she lived. I was desperate to act innocent. She told me that didn’t matter because I could spend the night with her. Now I had never BEEN with a woman, despite my seeming courage before on the bus. However, I agreed, how could I say no to her?
She went back to sleep, as did I. I woke up and we were still some distance from our stop. I decided that her fresh attitude gave me licence to explore some more. I followed her leg with my hand and, again, met the smooth flesh. Wanting to see what I was touching, I moved her skirt up, slowly at first so as not to wake her and then a bit quicker once I saw her leg. I rolled down one of her stockings to her knee and rubbed her leg a bit more. How she didn’t wake up, I’ll never know. I pushed her skirt up a little more and saw a white bulge in the orange light of the passing street lamps. It was her, y’know, her REALLY private bit. I stroked her leg more, slowly moving higher and higher, gaining more and more courage until I touched the bulge. I stroked it gently and felt it get slightly warm. I thought this would wake her up so I decided to conentrate more on her blouse.
I undid her blouse and stroked her breast, as before. Only this time, I had more courage, after all, she did seem to give me the come-on and she didn’t look like a prick-teaser. I pulled her blouse from out of the back of her skirt and, moving my spare hand up her back, unclipped her bra. Instantly, she woke up. Seeing her skirt up to her groin and her blouse showing her bra which was slowly revealing its contents, she looked at me and smiled. Grabbing my hand, we moved back a row to the back seat. Once there she instructed me to finish unbuttoning her blouse. Once I did, she released her bra and her breasts instantly popped into life. I had to grab them and hold them and rub them and tweak them. While I was doing this, she was unbuttoning my trousers and she unzipped my flies. Her hand was in there like a shot and, as she rubbed her tits in my face, I massaged her buttocks. My hands were out of sight up her titght skirt but it sure was an erotic sight seeing those white panties moving down her dark, shiny legs.
She unclipped the back of her skirt and it slowly dropped, revealing navel, pelvis, pubic hair and finally, her fanny. My trousers were now off and she was working on my boxers as I was fingering her fanny. She was rubbing the full length of my cock, her hand slowly moving from the top to the bottom and back again.
Our groins rubbed as we kissed and fondled. I had never explored a woman before so this was amazing. I had this sudden urge to part her legs and as I did, she gently whispered “yes, please!”. She let go of my cock and just looked me in the eyes. Her legs were now around me, I know because I was stroking them from buttock to calf, squeexing the wonderful skin. It felt so soft against my skin as we moved into the final docking position. Then, for what would be the last time she’d touch my old boy, she took hold of it and directed it into her. Once in, we started to gently grind. Each time, getting faster and faster, all I could see was her face and, looking down, her bouncing titties. I could feel her miscles taking my member in a welcoming embrace and I, well, you know what I did. It was great!
After that, we just sat there stroking and touching. I stroked her pubic hair and her fanny while I just admired her fantastic legs and breasts. She was just playing with my meat and two veg. It felt like nothing on earth. What can I say, it was good.
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