Instruct her to give you a blowjob

“Alright then, Eliza...” you murmur, trying to avoid looking self-conscious as you reach down to unzip your fly, “Why don’t you suck my dick?”

Up until this point the other passengers had manged to remain discreet about their peeping, but the sight of your long, girthy member ends up provoking more than a few audible gasps - a much milder reaction than you’d been expecting.

What exactly is going on here? ...And why are you just going along with it?

“Sure!” she replies, instantly reaffirming the reason for your continued involvement with a long, suckling kiss to the underside of your shaft. You try to keep a firm hold on the handrail as her lips begin to wander, smearing red lipstick all over your scrotum as the kind, submissive Aussie pampers your balls.

Pockets of fevered whispering begin to bubble up around you as Eliza goes about her task: “What a fucking slut...” you hear from over your shoulder. “Does she take reservations?” jokes another passenger to your left. If Eliza can hear them, she doesn’t show it; she simply carries on lavishing the foulest regions of your groin with oral affection, the presence of your hand on her scalp only enhancing the sloppiness of her ministrations.

The rigors of her enthusiastic teasing prove to be too much for her already-straining neckline; more of her pale, heaving mounds are revealed with every tilt and bob of her head, and by the time she finally straightens up to take your cockhead into her mouth Eliza’s plump, rosy nipples are fully exposed.

“Mmh... I need a bitch like this on my morning commute.” grunts another nearby passenger as Eliza’s tongue swirls around your tip; “I guess it’s true what they say about girls with big tits...!” says another. Eliza’s actions do little to counter the validity of these comments, saliva flowing freely from the loose, ever-fluctuating seal of her lips before dribbling inelegantly down her chin to pool in her cleavage.

After a minute or two you hit your limit, your grip on the girl’s hair tightening as you take control. The crowd around you seems to swell with positivity as you press her face flush to your crotch, though the sudden violation of her throat coaxes tears from her eyes and a strong gag reflex from her inexperienced throat.

By the time your climax is approaching Eliza is a sweaty mess, her tousled hair and bare, hanging boobs bouncing with every thrust between her tender lips. The bus is filled with the repetitive slap of your balls against her chin as you continue to ravage her mouth, the cheers and jeers of your fellow passengers egging you on in your mistreatment of her oral cavity.

Then, at the height of your pleasure, you abruptly pull her mouth off your dick and blast her face and tits with your seed! This prompts a squeak of discomfort from your busty, breathless partner, and in your triumph you take the opportunity to wipe off the remainder on her face and hair - after all, she’s probably never speak to you again after this...

“A-All done?” croaks your cum-drenched companion, staring up at you through a mask of semen that she appears to be in the process of wiping off on her dress, “...Or did you want to have me again some other way? I don’t think I’ll get much busking done today, after all...”

Then, as if on cue, Eliza’s left tit is pelted with a nickel. She scarcely has time to cover up the bruise before she’s hit with another; “Put on a show for us, you slut!” cries the offender, using a thrown penny to deliver yet another stinging welt to her bare bust.

“...Please, I don’t...!” begins Eliza, trying to hold back tears as she shrinks away from the hail of spare change that her fellow passengers have begun to shower her with -and as if that weren’t bad enough, certain passengers have begun to unzip their flies with the intention of violating her personally! She looks to you with pleading eyes, clearly hoping you’ll whisk her away from these unreasonably horny city people.