Bus

I jumped onto the bus and walked to the back, I had been staring out the window, when I felt someone sit close to me.

I turned my head and saw a pair of beautiful blue eyes staring into mine. Those blue eyes belonged to a beautiful face, smiling lips and sandy brown hair. The face belonged to the beautiful body of tall guy who was pressing against me. Smiling. He was wearing khaki trousers and a blue shirt which was open at the collar. The bus was soon packed and we didn't speak.

He put his hand on my knee and began to move it upwards, towards my inner thigh. Slowly he stroked me. The people sitting in front of us had no idea what was going on. I could feel the blood rushing to my clitoris and he stroked. Then his fingers went underneath my skirt, moving closer to my boiling cunt. I spread my legs and allowed him to insert his two fingers into the warm wet hole. Slowly he began to feel about in the dark with his skilled fingers, and I had to lean over and put my head on his shoulder to stop from screaming. It was wonderful. An explosion of pleasure seep from his fingers up my spine and I had to bit my lip to keep from moaning.

Then suddenly the bus stop throwing us both forward and he had to remove his hand. He jumped up, depositing his wet fingers in his pockets and ran, just managing to jump off the bus before it pulled away. I watched him from the window.

"I really need some cock now" I thought to myself.