He changes seats

As your fingers slide across your naked lips, your viewer shifts in his seat, obviously becoming seriously aroused and needing to adjust his position to accommodate the stiffening cock inside his trousers.

“Hey mate, why don’t you come and get a closer look,” Lucy suggests as she sits behind you, leaning against the back of your seat, arms rested on the edge. Almost before she has even finished her sentence he is moving, sliding to the edge of his seat opposite you and leaning forward to see clearer.

“No, nearer than that” Lucy encourages as she sees him come to rest with his legs in the aisle between the seats, and to show where she means, she pats the back of the seat next to you, even though with your feet on it at the moment there really is nowhere to go.

“Lift your legs up for the nice man Dani, so he can sit down. You know you shouldn’t put your feet on the bus seats anyway, you’ve been told off for that before” she tells you, slapping your bare knee playfully.

As he rises to take her advice, you lean back against the window and pull your knees up, bringing your feet into the air, and quickly he sits down on the now free space. As he settles down, you drop your legs and they lay across his lap, the bulge of his cock obvious as it presses into the back of your shins.

The repositioning has resulted in your hands leaving your body and your thong slipping back into place covering your smooth pussy, but as you and the guy look at each other, wondering how to continue, Lucy takes over.

Reaching a hand over the seat, she gently takes hold of the thong and as you did earlier, eases it to one side, giving him another perfect view of your hairless skin, with your glistening lips puffy from excitement.

“Don’t be shy, feel them” she encourages him, and sensing his nervousness, “she won’t mind, look, she wants to be touched, can’t you see.”

With that he runs his hand onto your knee, and slowly works it upwards. As you feel his soft fingers touch your thigh, you spread them apart, and taking that movement as a signal of your needs, his fingers complete their journey in a rush as they find their way over your exposed lips.

“That’s a good boy,” Lucy purrs behind as if he were a small child doing something right, and while she is saying that all you can do is moan softly. “Now go on, put a finger inside her, I bet she’s really wet inside there.” Again, he takes her advice, and as you lean your upper body back harder against the window behind you, you feel as he slides a finger between your lips, moving it around until it enters inside your wet hole. The feeling as he does is fantastic and your hips press back against him, the finger being pushed deeper inside as you do.

Behind, Lucy is looking down at the point his finger is connecting with your body, whispering encouragements as he slowly fingers you, sliding another one against the first as she tells him to, and letting his thumb trail across your clit, again at her instruction.

You are letting her lead this guy, knowing that your friend is simply telling him to do what she would want a guy to do to her was she sitting there with her legs wide open and someone else’s hand between them.

“I know what you should do now” she begins after he has been fucking you gently with two fingers for a short time…