Yes

-- John's POV --

I've been naked in dreams before, but this is a whole other level. I feel everything: the graphite underneath my feet, the noisy engine of the bus and cars swooping by, the bored glare of the bus driver as the queue in front of us produce their cards for him to check, and Ellie, her smooth hair in front of me, wearing a sundress too short to cover half her panties from the curve of her back. Some turn their heads to look, but she either doesn't realize or doesn't even care. Maybe I was too harsh on her just now, because this isn't the Ellie I know!

We had gone last in the queue, because obviously, someone bumping into an invisible man would raise alarms. "Make it look like you're holding the handcuffs," I whisper. Ellie glances down, and I feel a little embarrassed because I feel like she's staring at my dick but I remember she can't see me. My hands are tied in the front, so the only inconspicuous position for them is at my crotch. Her hand reaches out to grab the handcuffs, but brushes on my dick along the way. Then before the finally takes the handcuffs she double takes and gropes me!

Her hands are small and delicate and her touch sends equal measures of shame and electricity. "Oi," I whisper, unable to think of anything else to say at the sudden violation. This isn't Ellie at all. She only smiles. It's a creepy, perverted smile I have never seen on her cute face before.

We enter the bus. There are only two seats left, at the second last row. I take the window seat, Ellie takes the aisle. To make it seem like the handcuffs are just resting on the seat, I cross them over my legs. The bus starts.

"I wish I could see your expressions, when I do this," Ellie whispers, and searches for my dick. I try to stop her, but my hands are locked under my legs. "Stop," I say. My only defense is to try to raise my knees a little, but that doesn't stop her from feeling me up, all of my package fondled by her under broad daylight with all these people around.

She knows I'm erect, and gives my penis just one single sloppy pump then retreats, because anything more would raise suspicions. My heart is beating fast and I can't breathe as she does it again and again, agonizingly for me, just one single pump, tempting, mocking, just one more away to let me cum, then one more away again, then one more again.

"Ellie," I breathe. She glances to the sides, and nobody is paying attention to where her hands are and what they're doing.

And suddenly the bus stops. Nobody gets down, but one person enters. My heart stops as I see who it is. Emily, my crush. It's unmistakable, her radiance shines through the bus as she smiles at the driver and turns to our spot in search of a seat. She sees Ellie, smiles, and God, her body looks amazing and voluptuous in that tank top and shorts as she makes her way to us.

I'm scrambling out and stand in front of my seat and Ellie scoots over to make space for Emily. But the handcuffs look like they're flying again! I manage to skip over them so that my hands are in front of me again, but where the hell should I put them? Ellie is now in my seat right in front of me, our legs intermingling in what narrow legroom there is. Her thighs are perfect and flawless, should I rest the handcuffs there? No, my back would hurt like hell in that position.

In one quick motion that I hope nobody saw, I threw the handcuffs over her head so they would be concealed behind her back. This way I can hold on to the seat to steady myself, but the only problem is that now I'm leaning toward Ellie, her small, nubile body right under and between my arms.

"Hi, Ellie!" Emily says. "I thought you hated buses. Where are you heading?"

"Oh, just doing a favor, for a frien - for someone." She smiles.

My naked body is so close to hers that if I go any closer I'll feel her body heat. From where I'm leaning I can see her cleavage perfectly, and I realize she's not wearing a bra. My semi-erect dick can't help but poke at the softness at her breasts along the jerky movements of the bus.

"Ooooh, a special someone?" Emily inquires.

"Maybe..."

"I'm sure he's amazing. You even got all dressed up!"

Hearing this, Ellie blushes and tries to pull down her sundress. That's the Ellie I know. But I can't do anything but stay quiet and try very hard not to just collapse into her body and fuck her right on this seat.

As they talk Ellie's hands start getting busy, touching her face, scratching her hair, all the while making unnecessary detours to stroke my penis. Soon I'm hard again, and when Ellie leans forward my penis prods her chin for the first time, leaving a smudge of wet pre-cum.

"What do you think of John?" Ellie says, and when she finishes she finds that spot again and smears her lips with my pre-cum, all while maintaining a smile.

"Think of? What do you mean?"

"Well, he has a crush on you, doesn't he?" Then she's taking my dick in her mouth, just the tip, kissing it, discreetly licking it, just like trying out a popsicle.

"Pssh, everybody knows that. It's so obvious. But I already have Mark. To think that would deter him... Wait, is that him? The one you're going to meet? It's got to be him."

"Uh - not exactly," Ellie says, and places her hand just over her cheeks as she takes the head of my cock into her mouth, just for a brief second. Her lips are small and soft and moist - I really can't stand it anymore. This teasing. She retreats again, and when my dick leaves her mouth there's a small sucking sound. "He's an asshole."

"Really? Are you serious?"

"I just found out," she says, then leans in for another round. And suddenly the bus jerks to a halt, and my dick goes right past her tongue and inside of her cheeks and everything into her throat. She gags and coughs but I make it so that she stops and is ready to go back down on me again.

I don't care at this point. Everybody else sees phantom handcuffs behind Ellie's head bobbing back and forth in mid air, while Ellie is suddenly able to deepthroat like an expert even though she's never done it before.

"Ellie what are you-" Emily says, but I came, and Ellie holds my penis at her face and ropes of cum douse her in sticky whiteness, all while smirking at Emily.