Yes

Pat knew his parents weren't coming for him today, they had told him as much as he left the house this morning. Figures, he thought. It was their way of a crash course for the sibling pair. Nothing beats experience, or so they had told him. But maybe it was for the best.

He remembered his parents telling him that public transport was virtually free. And if he wasn't stuffing his mouth with a peice of toast as he rushed out, he would've found this tidbit strange.

Making his way to the bus stop, Pat was greeted by two guys spitroasting a young female colleague. Both men had their pants suit's lowered to their ankles and were pumping into her orifices with wanton abandon. Cum and spit had gathered on her hiked up pencil skirt. Her blouse and bra discarded at the three's feet.

"Hey buddy, you're just made it time for the bus." One of the men said with a smile seeing Pat approach.

"-Errr. Thanks?" Pat looked at the trio, wondering why they were fucking if the bus was about to arrive. Couldn't they at least wait?

"Ahh,eh,nah! Fuck! Cumming!" The other man pulled his soiled cock out of the woman's gaping hole as his fluids flowed out.

Seeing Pat watching he offered his place, "Care to takeover?"

Pat looked at the man and then the woman. He thought to himself, how they could let a stranger no less fuck someone they know intimately. Were they that liberal? Schoolmates, friends, acquaintances and maybe neighbours he could somewhat believe. But a random passer-by? Hell no.

*Beep Beep*

Pat was rescued from his struggles as the bus made itself known, it's fog horn alerting it's awaiting passengers. Looking at the bus, it looked it was from the late 50's. It's sleek metallic design with its big flowery windows attested to its time worn appearance.

With a hiss, the bus doors opened. Pat half rushed, scrambled past the three hastily dressing workers. As expected of sexworld, things were least what he was expecting. The bus driver was a buxom brunette wearing a bus drivers outfit that would look good at a porn expo. Her bare shapely legs were on display as she held down the brake pedal, her skirt riding up between the hidden depths of her ass.

"Well hot stuff? You getting on or just daydreaming?" Each word from her mouth spurned a jiggle from her constrained tits. The blue top a size too small for her bust.

"-How m-much?"

Pulling the parking brake the lady driver dislodged herself from her seat while edging over and said, "Sugar, if you want me to suck that cock of yours that's clearly in needing of a release. You're gonna need to wait till I'm finished work, ok?"

So it's free? Pat thought.

"Come on buddy let's hurry it along."

The trio were now behind him, his dawdling had given them enough time to get fully clothed. The only evidence of their tryst was the messy hair, rumpled clothes and cum splotched clothes.

"Now get going Suga", and with that the female driver slapped Pat's bare ass with her manicured hand.

"Fuck! That's right, my clothes!" Pat curled his lips, only now realising his state of undress after feeling her hand make contact with his flesh. This world was changing his behaviours, he thought. The bus accelerated.

Looking around, he did look out of place as the only fully naked person on here, that's not to say there were no naked people, it's just they had an article or two of clothing still on. But Pat thought he was reading too much into his supposed, 'lack of deceny'. A jolt from the bus woke Pat from his unfounded worries, the bus had stopped to let a few passengers off. Their seats were still wet with their pent up pleasures being released.

Watching the last retreating bare ass as they got off, Pat couldn't help but shake his head. There was no use worrying about how he looked now. And really, no one even minded. This was his life now and he was loving it.He just had to act as everyone else does and let his body do the driving.

But maybe because he was naked when he got on, but each passenger seemed to make it their mission to welcome him in some sexual way asif he made himself available for such overtures. Could it be an unspoken rule of sexworld that he was flouting?

They looked so sincere, maybe that's how they did things here. It's just that they're more used to things being done on a more "intimate" level. And from where he was sitting it didnt stop people from going about their daily lives. If it wasn't for the casualness of sex and nudity, he would've thought he was back in his old world. And really, from his point of view Pat thought that things ran more smoothly here.There seemed to be less barriers between people, which would certainly lead to fewer clashes. It was sort of refreshing.

The trip seemed to fly by, as before long it was already his stop. It sure was a curious first day. Pat made sure to greet each person as he got off, especially the bus driver. Making sure she handed him her contact's on the way off while leaving him with a few quick pumps of his cock as he made his way off.

Now, standing infront of his house he was worried and excited to see what would happen and how his family had coped with their first day in sexworld.