Bus Ride

'What the fuck? WHAT FUCK?!?' was all I could think over and over as I walked the bus stop on autopilot. 'first my sister, my older, admittedly hot but super bitchy sister, forces me to let her blow me and have sex with her, then my parents not only don't care, but cheer her on, and now my parents are gone and my sister has no trouble with a couple strangers in our house acting like our parents! Swap-parents?! What the hell is that?' I thought as I approached the bus stop. Why did that almost sound familiar? I couldn't even make out half of what that Asian lady had been saying, and anyway how the fuck could Amy think she was our mother; she couldn't be 5 years older than my sister. And no comment on the huge black guys as our father either? Last I checked, the both of us are fucking pasty. It was ridiculous. It made no sense. Wait...

I pulled out my phone as I reached the bus stop and frantically googled 'swap mother.' "It's a porno?" I exclaimed, then realized where I was and looked around to see if anyone heard that. Fortunately, as per usual, I was alone at the bus shelter. That's why it felt familiar! I had watched a few videos like this on the internet! How the fuck was this happening.

I thought back to when all the strangeness had started. My sister wanted me to do clean up her mess and I wasn't cooperating... so she blew me. Which was a porn plot. Then she was mad at me for forcing her to help out... so she **** me to fuck her to because it stressed her out. Which is a porn plot. Then our parents caught us and were annoyed at her for having a party while they were out... so they made her fuck me as punishment. WHICH IS A FUCKING PORN PLOT!!! And now our out of shape and overweight parents have been replaced by excessively young, attractive, and stereotypical "swap-parents," which is a motherfucking porn plot!!! Porn plots are crazy, they can't happen in real life. Porn logic is a fucking meme for god sake, and now it's happening to me!?!?

The bus pulled up, and I wasn't internally freaking out enough to miss it and have to go back home and beg a ride from my family. I got on, headed to the back, and sat down hard, plunking my bag next to me for now. As I was near one end of the route, the bus wasn't ever crowded when I got on, and as usual there were just a few guys sitting randomly around the mostly empty cabin. I barely paid attention; all I could do was run though everything in my head and consider the implications. And admittedly outside the sudden disappearance of my parents, all those implications actually didn't seem horrible, the memory of my sister's hot pussy on my dick coming to mind.

"Hey, is this seat open?" a woman asked me as I sat their ruminating.

"Yeah, sure," I replied without looking, and reached over to get my back off the seat next to me. Before I could, she just sat on my lap. My eyes shot up her back and over her shoulder. "What..."

"Look, not looking to chat, kid," she replied pulling out her phone, shimmying slightly on my lap and ensuring my rapidly hardening dick was nicely aligned with her ass crack. Now that I looked at her, from what I could tell from the back, she seemed to just be wearing a normal business suit, though one that had a skirt and not pants. I looked around the bus and saw that every woman who was sitting down, from businesswoman, to mothers dressed causally, to teens on the way to school, were all sitting on guys laps, ignoring any empty seats. A few were even griping about the lack of seats while standing in front of empty ones. I did notice there were absolutely no kids on the bus at all, which was unusual for this time of day, but neither did I see any particularly old woman or anyone who was overweight or anything (the male passengers also didn't seem to include anyone with more than a little grey in the hair). The lady on my lap got up without a word after a few stops, and before I could react, Jessica, a girl from my school, took her place.

"Finally, a damn seat," she commented, despite there still being empty ones around and despite my bag still occupying one of them. "Hey John, did you understand how this implicit differentiation things works?" she asked over her shoulder about one of the classes we shared as she ground herself on my lap, again making sure my now rock hard dick pressed nicely into her rear before settling down.

"Umm, why..." I tried again.

"So listen, I get that you use this when the variables can't be isolated, but..." and she launched into questioning me about our homework. I found myself answering her, and we ended up going over the homework until we reached the school, only a bit weird as she turned partly sidewise and arched her back slightly as we talked, pressing her smaller boobs tightly against her blouse. At one point, as the bus filled up, an older balding guy asked me to move my bag, with Jessica immediately taking it and putting it on her lap along with her own without letting it interrupt the conversation. The guy sat down and immediately a girl in a cheerleader outfit sat on his lap, neither commenting at all.

"Thanks, I think I get it now," Jessica told me as we pulled up to our stop. She got up and handed me my bag back. For a second I almost sat there stunned, then ran after her before the bus could pull out.

"Hey what was that?" I asked, almost surprised I got out the whole sentence.

"Look, I have a test in history today, so just take this for now and I'll be sure to thank you properly later," she replied, turning and pressing against me and giving my dick a grope through my pants, licking her lips hungrily as she did so, before running off, leaving me flabbergasted as other students and teachers filed past me without a glance.