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The Bus Trip II (18+)

Written by Dan Chucks

Still in the nippy state of my embarrassment, I felt her hand come onto my thigh. She first placed it towards my knee but then later slid it up to my groin. I still wouldn’t move. I needed to know what exactly she was up to.  I was still trying hard to make out the figure of her hand in the darkness when she suddenly tugged my fly aside and began pulling on my zipper, I went dumb.

I was simply stunned by her sheer boldness! And of course fearlessness!

“Was she going to do whatever-it-is-was-going-to-be right here in the bus?” I felt my head ask in utter disbelief. As one thought began to lead me to grabbing her hand and indicating her to stop, I was further dealt a more effective blow when I felt a cold moist sensation envelope my now stiff rod. She was giving me a blowjob already, I was dumb a second time.

As though with a thought of its own, my right hand quickly travelled to one of her laps, only to be further shocked when I realized that she had pulled off her shorts. She was now on just her panties! How she had done that without my noticing it, was just beyond me.

I caressed and felt her soft skin all over, taking the time to rub the insides of her luscious thighs! She moaned lightly on my thick dick, sending a sizzling sensation to my brain. I responded by probing further into her snatch, finding out that she was collecting a pool of juices down there, in the process. She encouraged me by spreading her thighs even further apart, giving me room to fiddle her womanhood.

I massaged the moist fanny, rubbing it, through the silky material of her panty. She gasped and rubbed my own bare thighs in reward. She was breathing fast and  I could feel the hot air coming off her nostrils maneuver their way around my groin. I went for her hair and began to feel it up as she sucked away. If not for the noisy passengers, I was certain we would have been caught by now given the loud squishy sounds coming from her soggy dick sucking.

She was blowing me away literally. I stretched my hand further and succeeded in inserting a finger into her, to which she quickly responded by clamping both her thighs into my arm! She raised her head and kissed me deeply. Her left hand found my wrist and held it there as though she never wanted my fingers to leave her warm dripping cunt hole, we began a rhythm.


For what seemed like a quarter of an hour, we were exchanging sexual signals! She was wanking my dick while I was fingering her gooey pussy.

We were equally engaged in a full mouth kiss! The sensation was simply unbeatable. She was such a perfect wanker that on several occasions, I had to hold her hand to a halt to stop my pulsating dick from spurting my seed all over so soon. I was also doing my best to get her on the edge and was rightly encouraged by her several attempts to meet with my rhythm by clamping onto my fist with her thighs and hand now and again. We were just meant for each other at that point.

“Fuck me please!” was the next thing I heard her say. Warm air from her mouth, tickling my ear as she whispered it.

I behaved as though I didn’t hear her as I couldn’t explain how I was meant to fuck her right there in the full bus.

But unfortunately, she wasn’t going to wait to know if I heard her or not. Because just as she finished whispering it into my ear, she began rising from her seat to sit into me. In fact, before I could get my head around what exactly she had in mind, she was already seating on my laps and working my turgid moist dick into her soaking punnani. I was fixed.

“Pull your shorts down a bit more”, she whispered again, in the stillest of voices

And like some capital zombie, I obeyed and in a single plunge, my burning rod had slid into her glutinous honeypot. I was in paradise!

Sluuch! Sluch!! Sluch!! Came the clear but yet quiet sounds of our intimate fuck as she began to intelligently bounce on my 8 inch steel. I gripped her hip with a hand while the other fondled her left boobs. She occasionally fell back into me, to tweak her tongue with mine and I never disappointed her. She was absolutely loving it. She tweaked her hips, ground it and sometimes, even rode with it.

Our laps quickly became a pool of bodily fluids and the slippery nature encouraged our elaborate motion and glide. Soon she was whispering again, now trying to notify me of her impending orgasm.

“I’m close” she brought her mouth to mine again and then began to pick out slow pressured strokes off my cock. This meant that more pressure was been applied to the bulb of my dick, leaving a crazy sensation hanging there.

“I am going to cum too” I heard myself say in response. I was now obviously going to find it hard staying in longer. I found her right nipple and as soon as I felt the rubbery stiff thing, she gave out a sharp yell and in a series of inexplicable mechanical motions, her entire lower-half began to quiver and convulse on my dick, sending this rush of warm clear liquid down onto my ripping dick.

I held unto her mouth very tightly to stop her voice from being heard any further. I even took a quick scan across the entire area of the bus, and noticed the several eyes that had been alerted by her shriek and were now turned our way even as their own conversations went on. I remained still and with my hand over her mouth while her hip and laps kept convulsing in an ‘eruptious’ orgasm.

Despite the distraction though, mine couldn’t just remain tied in and as though I needed an invite, mine began to shoot into her, rope after rope. Catapulting my cum as far as it could go into her yearning womb! She encouraged me by swirling and grinding her large buttocks into my lap, making a further mess of the bodily fluids that had now multiplied in pools. As my cum began to sip out of her in loads, she rubbed them into my crotch with her bum, leaving our entire thighs as sticky as ever.

I pulled her head into me and kissed her hard again. Nobody was looking now, so it was absolutely safe again. She was one heck of a fuck! She pulled away and smiled, her white teeth which was clear in the darkness, being the first indication I got. She also suddenly rose from my now limp dick, returned to her seat and snappily bent back down to clean up the mess she had made of my dick with her mouth. She wasn’t going to be through so soon.

It wasn’t long before we got to Calabar. In fact, we were just dressing up and cleaning up things when the driver began calling out bus stops. And to make the entire thing even strange, our bus stops were the first as she was equally stopping at the same place as myself.

When we finally got down and had our luggage and bags packed up, I asked her for her mobile number since I had sworn within me to get to know her better, even if she was the expensive city-type I earlier feared. When she heard me, she laughed and said she had none of which I quickly disputed, reminding her that I had seen her phone earlier.

She then said she actually visited her dad who resides in Calabar. And that she was going to be in town until the following week. How I was going to stay without her until then was difficult to explain. I was actually planning for a return trip the following day just after having the meeting with my clients.

“Then I will want to call, or can’t I?” I asked her. Pressing further.

She smiled and then my phone rang.

I quickly looked down to see who it was and was presented with a strange number.

“That’s my line”, she suddenly cut in.

“Call me when you can. Bye”, she was laughing hysterically and walking away, pulling her luggage behind her.

I was completely stunned. I couldn’t just explain what had happened. I only remained transfixed to where I was standing, phone in hand and starring at her while she walked away. I wanted to ask her how she got my line but yet couldn’t. Had she picked my phone while I was asleep? I wasn’t sure.

I had just fucked her and without exchanging numbers, she had already secured my private line. It was exactly weird but then, I still felt I could link up with her in the coming days. So I briskly unlocked my phone again and found the number with which she had just called me.

I needed to save her line so that I could call her again. But just as I was about doing so, the thought came in. “With which name would I be saving her up with?” Then it dawned quite clearly – I had fucked this girl, but I was yet to know her name. Impossible!

Danny has a blog (quite-lewd.blogspot.com) where he writes very erotic stories. 

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