It was simply a case of mutual attraction at first. She and I rode the same bus every day and started sitting next to each other after saying hello and waiving for two or three months. The
I started to smile as she laid her head on my shoulder, as we realized we might be there for a bit, but what really surprised me is when I felt her hand creep across my thigh. Her open palm began to caress me through the lightweight dress slacks that I had picked out that morning. At first, it was just a nice general circular rubbing, but after she found what she was looking for, she began to home in, and her hand’s movement became more focused, more concentrated, and definitely took on a sense of deliberate touching.
Even though the bus was mostly dark, the emergency lighting casts a blue glow over the other passengers. I turned to look at her and she lifted her eyes to mine and smiled as she gripped my penis in her hand. She looked straight at me and gave it a squeeze, and started stroking up and down. I kept her gaze and shook my head back and forth, silently telling her that I thought she was crazy, but that she should not stop.
She shifted her hips away from mine, giving her arm more room to work. Sometimes gripping, sometimes using the palm of her hand, she continued to stroke me. Her hands would wander across my legs, over my stomach, and sometimes up to my chest and neck. When her hands moved back down to my cock, she would grab it at the base and move it back and forth, knowing that it would be rubbing gently against my silk shorts inside my pants.
My heart started pounding as I felt the bus began to move. I looked up in a panic, and turned my head back and forth to see if we were to getting ready to leave the darkness of the tunnel. Luckily, we only moved about 10 meters before the bus driver hit the brakes again. This time, the bus driver was serious and I heard him set the parking brake. The bus settled in for a long stop, with creeks and moans emanating from the brakes and springs that were about a cushion the best part of our ride.
Knowing that we would be in the dark for a few minutes, my girlfriend got bolder. She shifted her hips away from me even further and put her head in my lap. With a playful bite, she sunk her teeth in and bit the tip of my dick. It hurt just enough to get my attention, and I could not stop myself from thrusting up at her open mouth. She began to tease me with little bites and kisses all over my crotch. I responded by letting my hand roam down her back, and I began to wiggle my fingers under the waistband of her skirt.
My fingers found that she was wearing a very lightweight g-string. I tugged on it gently, and then more forcefully, and found out that it was a dark blue satin pair that I had bought her a couple of weeks earlier. The waistband of her skirt was made of an elastic material and as I moved my hand inside, it stretched to give me free reign. I wrapped the material around my first two fingers and pulled tightly, forcing the fabric to dig deep between her legs. She responded by pulling away a little bit and hissing out a quiet "ouch".
"Oh bite me." I responded.
"That is what I'm trying to do."
"Then keep going in," I whispered "do what you want to do."
The sound of my zipper opening filled my ears and I was afraid that the entire bus could hear it. I felt her hand slip inside the opening, fishing around for the fly in my boxer shorts. As she was looking, she grabbed me a couple of times and gave it a nice, soft pump. As she moved to pull me out of my pants, I leaned in towards her and worked my hands in deeper between her open cheeks. I curled my hand around her beautiful ass and found her lips, swollen and wet, ready for my fingers.
I quickly got my fingers slippery and began to penetrate her with my middle and ring fingers. She muffled her groan by filling her mouth with my cock. Immediately, she began working me up and down, her tounge sliding up one side while her lips and teeth caressed the other. I tried to hold still, knowing that she didn't like it when I moved too much. She said that it broke our rhythm and made her gag when I thrust in too deep. I braced my foot against the seat in front of us and leaned over further, almost laying on top of her.
My hand wrapped around even further to give me a deeper feel into her warm and wet body. I used my first finger to begin to caress her clit as I thrust in and out with my other two fingers. She lifted her knee as high as she could, placing her foot up on the seat, to give me more room to move within her. I could tell by the twitching in her legs, that she was getting ready to cum. I picked up the pace on her clit and forced my fingers even deeper inside her. I was even able to add my pinky finger, opening her wider with each thrust.
As her climax rolled over her body, I let myself go and I felt my orgasm explode into her open mouth. I thrust in once and held it as I felt my cum pump through my cock and down her warm throat. She swallowed as fast as she could to keep up, but a little bit dribble out as she tried to catch her breath. I could feel her body clenching around my fingers and gushing out a little bit more of her wonderful fluid. It was slippery and hot and I spread it around liberally over her thighs and ass. I knew that it would be a hot and sticky between her legs for the rest of the day, and it made me smile because she would think of me, and think of this bus ride, with every step she took.
I let my head fall back against the high backed seat of the bus, and tried to catch my breath. I slowly pulled my hand out of her skirt and pulled her waistband back up to where it belonged. I let my hand drift over her hips and bottom, feeling her muscles twitch and clinch with pleasurable aftershocks. She remained firmly wrapped around my still hard cock, and I felt her tongue milk out the last drops of cum.
She slowly pulled herself off me, her teeth dragged gently across my overly sensitive skin, and as she swallowed the last bit, she gave me a kiss on the tip, and let her tongue flick out one more time, coating the head of my cock with her shiny saliva. She rested her head on my thigh as I reached down zipped myself up. I was still hard and she rested her head against my penis and moved her head back and forth to tease me just a little bit more.
The timing could not have been better, as we felt the bus rattle and shake as the driver pulled it out of park, and reluctantly put it into a deep first gear to get the enormous bus rolling again. As we inched forward, the light, from the end of the total, began to grow brighter and soon filled the cabin with the bright light of a morning commute.