Aaayup. You can't have a 10 inch cock out and expect NOT to.

Your dick strains and rises, swollen beyond anything you ever saw, the surprisingly gentle caress of MalO's ghostly hand making you pant helplessly as you sit limply on the seat, looking for all the world as if you're just lounging - if it wasn't for your entire cock sticking out of your fly. And of course, a glance towards any of the windows shows the truth, with MalO standing over you, tail lazily swishing through the air behind her. Easy for her, she's invisible. You, on the other hand...

"Hgh!"

You, on the other hand, can't completely suppress a gasp, and the college girl throws a glance in your direction as the older passengers pointedly look away - and the younger woman's glance turns into an inquisitive look. Which is less than surprising, considering your face is burning fiercely and your jaw hangs slack. You must look like the poster child of the public transport pervert. And MalO continues to humiliate you, jerking you off languidly and, judging by the reflections all around, gazing down at you haughtily.

Things only get worse when College Girl gets up and closes in on you, eyes narrowed in suspicion... until she gets close enough to see your massive, erect cock rising from your crotch, throbbing and twitching - and decidedly not moving in an unnatural way, as MalO has let go of it, sitting across from you on the four-seater with a smirk and arms crossed under her black-furred tits, as you see with a glance to one of the windows. But College Girl closing in is a bit more important now, with her towering over your limp body with an inscrutable look on her face - before she rapidly sits down on your lap, pushing her ass against your swollen rod and hiding it between your bodies.

"You can't do stuff like that in a bus, you idiot!" She hisses under her breath, staring ahead and straight at MalO - or through her, as College Girl can't see the apparition. "What are you thinking? People get arrested for this shit!"

"Guuhgbh..." Limp and subsequently more or less mute, you can't even explain yourself. Then again, who would believe 'A supernatural entity was jerking me off'?

"Ooh, I'll do m̻͇͕͊̂̆̅̀͡ư͉̰̋̓ͦͥ̔ͤ͛̓c̒̋ͬ̔h̶̼̲̄ͩ̓͛ͤ͜͝ m̩ơ̢̩̏͗r̈̔̀e̺͆̍ͥ͒̑̓ͬ͢ than j̰͊̽ͫ̿ͨ̄e͓̹̓͟rk͊ͥ_̵̹̥ y͈̘̘̻̽ͩͩo̗̫̮̮̹̘u ỏ̭͗f̋͠f̥ͭ̇̈, John..."

Looking over to one of the windows to your right, you see yourself, College Girl - and MalO's head sticking out of College Girl's back, winking at you in the reflectionbefore extending her long, dexterous tongue to languidly lick your tip. A droplet of pre forms on your glans, disappearing either down the apparitions maw or into College Girl's clothes. You can't tell, partly because it's hard to see, partly because MalO plunges her head down on your length, upper body sticking inside College Girl's torso and arms supporting MalO to the left and right of you.

"Let's see what she says if you cu͋̾͗̑m̢ͨͩ̃͆̋ͩ a̢̧͎̓l͂͛ͣͨ͞_l͎̕ o_v͕͓̄e͋̍ṟ̵̵̻̞͙̔ h̶͈̭̮͙̐e̸̓̍̓ͅr͒ b̢̘̮̮̩ͦ̕a͙ͧ̏̕c̣͚k̮ͩ͝!"

MalO ruthlessly attacks your cock, twisting her tongue around it as she bobs her head up and down, her enormous breasts pressing into your thighs even through College Girl's legs. In the reflection in the window you see MalO standing bent over and moving through College Girl as if she wasn't even there. The discrepancy is doing your head in - you have one woman sitting on your lap, hiding your boner and another bent over and sucking on the same boner, and both are completely unable to interact, College Girl doesn't even see MalO! Then again, you only see the perverted apparition in reflections, so you're only one step up.

"Mmullgh~..." Your eyes roll up in your head as MalO increases suction and swirls her tongue over your glans. How she does the former without cheeks is anyones guess, but she's a ghost that stalked you via your phone, so whatever.

"Dude, are you on something?!" College Girl hisses, trying to be inconspicuous and stare at you accusingly at the same time, twisting her body around a little - all she manages is to stimulate your overstuffed cock further as her butt rubs against it. Having two women touch your crotch and legs at the same time and sometimes even the same places is making your head spin. "Do we need a fucking ambulance?!"

"Go on, explain what's happening, John. You have my p͍̈́̏e͓̽͟͠ṛ͛ͫm͚̼̆i͙̬̓̄̌͝s͖̿s̠̯̀î̷̘̺o͕n̞͂̽̔."

"Nghuuh-no, no ambuuuh-lance!" You have control of your vocal cords back! Of course, the sensations from MalO's maw devouring your cock make it hard to speak, but it's something. "I'm... I cuh-can't explain... it's gonna s-sound crazy!"

"Crazier than having your cock out right in the middle of the bus?!"

"I--ah! I... I'm ha-haun--hauuugh~!"

MalO knew exactly what she was doing, giving you your voice back right as your climax was building. Pulling back until only your glans remains in her maw, tongue lapping wildly, MalO brings her hand through College Girl's waist to rapidly jerk you off, push you over the rapidly approaching edge, and without control over your body, you can't even hold back.

SPLRT-SPLURT-SPLT!

You cum so hard the noise seems to echo through the bus. Your groans certainly do, making the only two passengers not directly involved look over with scandalized and/or disgusted expressions. And unlike in your room, MalO doesn't become visible briefly as she takes in your jizz, making it disappear into thin air - because she doesn't take in your jizz. Ducking aside, the apparition instead does exactly what she threatened to do: Let your thick baby batter shoot all over College Girl's back and into her hair.

"What. The?!" Which she doesn't appreciate all that much. Bringing one hand to the back of her neck and into her hair, pulling back fingers glistening with cum. "Did you really just...?"

"Suh-sorry..." You pant, head lolling to the side. In the reflection, you see MalO stepping into the aisle, smirking at you with a skull that should be blank and unmoving. She blows you a kiss, leaning forwards with one hand on her thigh, winks and fades into nothingness. "I... it wasn't my..."

"I hope you hã̠̠́ͧͧͦv̦ͥͨe̵̐͢ f͙̮͍͗ͯͅu̹ͫ͡n̗̾ ḙ̢̫̿̿x̔͆̈́̂͆p̴͚͆ͮ̎l̴̟͇̋̀ͥ̒aͯͭ͑͐ì͉͍n͕̽ḭ̡̭̗̇n̴̨͚̯ͧ͋͟g͈̹̝͉͌ͭ̒,̣͈ͭ John..."

MalO's voice fades last, crackling in your headphones. College Girl, meanwhile, turns around partway on your lap. Apparently, her desire to stare at you furiously is stronger than her desire to hide the streak of jizz dripping down her back.