Make your move.....

Your heart begins to race as you realize you are wedged between the seat in front of you and the stranger behind you. Your breasts are pressed tightly against the seatback as you feel the man's strong hands sliding along your creamy thighs and under your short little skirt.

The interior lights on the bus have been turned down and the few passengers towards the front of the bus seem to be sleeping or resting as the time approaches 11PM. You thought the back of the bus would be the best place for you to rest undisturbed but this man had other intentions as you now feel his hands rubbing your bare butt cheeks under your skirt. Even though it's been such a hot day you now curse youself for deciding to wear thong panties for the trip.

"Excuse me sir but I need to get by..." you whisper to the huge black man as you struggle to try to try to slide by him.

This is a whole new experience for you. Everyone back home, in the country, always seemed so nice and well mannered. The city folk seem so different you realize as you feel the man's hands roaming freely under your miniskirt.

You consider calling out for help but really don't want to make a scene or piss this black giant off.

Just then the bus makes a sharp turn and you lose your balance and end up falling backwards right onto the man's lap.

"Ouuuffff." you mumble as he breaks your fall and your realize you're now straddling his legs, sitting on his lap, with your back towards him.

"Damn blondie you have one hell of a nice body," the man whispers into your ear as his hands continue to roam over your tight 37DD-24-36 body, sculpted to perfection by years of cheerleading.

It wasn't supposed to be like this. You've never been with a man before, much less a black man. You've been saving yourself for "Mr. Right" for after marriage.

A shiver of fear races up your spine as you feel the man's powerful erection pressing up against you from behind and you feel him slowly pulling the short hem of your miniskirt up.

"No please don't do this." you beg as you realize that only the thin fabric of your thong will be the only thing protecting your sweet, virgin pussy from the massive invader.

The huge black man then grips your hips and lifts you up a bit before setting you back down on his lap. His giant bonner is now resting up against your panty covered pussy lips.

"For the love of God, please stop," you plead, "I've...I've never done this before."

"Listen girlie," the man said with a smirk, "I'm gonna fuck you so hard and so deep you won't be able to walk for a week."

Stephanie gasped as she felt one of the man's hands begin to rub her pussy lips through her panties. In spite of the fact this wasn't something she wanted, she was actually a bit turned on by the power and control the man had over her and her pussy was dripping wet.

"Damn you're wet!" the man said with a laugh, "I hope you're on birth control otherwise I'm gonna plant a baby in you for sure." You shudder at his words knowing that your parents wouldn't allow you to start using birth control, and you figured you wouldn't worry about that unitl you started seriously dating for marriage.

Getting your virginity taken and being knocked up by a strange black man was too much for you as you feel you are just about to pass out.

You feel the man's fingers slowly pulling your thong aside exposing your bald pussy lips.

"Oh yeah blondie you shaved for me," the man said into your ear as he slid his fingers along your smooth slit.

You blush as you recall you always shave yourself completely smooth in the summertime, especially when you're wearing one of your tiny bikinis.

Cautiously you reach down and wrap your little fingers around the mighty fuck pole between your legs and slide them along his full length.

You can't believe how big and hard this guy is, and imagine just how such a massive cock could fit in your tight little pussy. He's hung like a horse you think as you close your eyes, realizing it's now or never.

"Slam!!!"

You smash you hand directly into the man's balls and he lets out a scream as you jump up from the seat and quickly yank your skirt down.

"Asshole!!!" you yell as he curls up in pain and you grab your bag from the overhead and quickly make your way to the front of the bus.

Most of the other passengers begin to wake up as you tell the driver, "Stop the bus! Let me out here!"

"Here?" the driver asks with a concerned look on his face.

"Yes, right here!" you say in no uncertain terms.

The bus quickly comes to a stop and, before the door is fully open, you race outside.

"Wow that was close," you think to yourself as you reach under your miniskirt and quickly reposition your thong as soon as the bus closes its door behind you and you watch it drive off.

Suddenly you look around at your surroundings only to find out that you are on an empty street corner in what looks like a not so nice part of town. A quick glance at your watch confirms that if you'd stayed on the bus you've be at the bus terminal in about 20 minutes where your brother's 'friend' would have been waiting for you. Looking around, you decide that the best course of action would be to start hoofing it towards where you think the bus station should be and, maybe look for a cab or a phone.

It's very quiet as you make your way down the run down street. You feel like you're being watched but don't see anyone and you wish you were wearing something other than your low cut blouse, miniskirt and strappy sandals with the 5" heel. This outfit wasn't really made for walking as you hoped to be doing a lot of clubbing and hanging out with your brother and his college buddies on the trip.

What's next for sweet lil' Stephanie Weigger?

Does she find a cab or phone? Does she get to the bus terminal?

Does anyone find her? a gang? a pimp? a homeless man? or ????