Steph and the City

Stephanie Weigger, as you have grown into a kind-hearted, humble and stunningly beautiful teenager, you have started to yearn for a life beyond the idyllic little country town in which you have spent all her days. Your wanderlust has developed especially since your dearly-loved older brother Martin moved away from home to pursue studies at college in a neighboring state. You dream of meeting new people who haven't known you since you were a child, and spreading your boundless cheer to strangers.

And so you recognized an opportunity when you received a message from Martin complimenting you on a photo of yourself in a revealing bikini that you had posted on your social media page and suggesting that you come and visit him straight away. The tone of the message was inconsistent with Martin's previous messages, but you decided that you couldn't pass up the opportunity for adventure. So you replied that you would arrive by bus, and set about cancelling your weekend plans for cheerleading practice and a date you had agreed to with a sweet boy from your church youth group. The message from Martin was to bring the bikini, and that a "black man" would be at the bus station to pick you up.

You had never met a black man before, and were surprised to hear that your brother would have a black friend. Nonetheless, you welcomed the plan as an opportunity to expand your horizons and meet new people yourself. You hoped that a black would be friendly to a petite little blonde girl like yourself.

And so that Friday night you set off to see your brother in a faraway city, after promising your parents that you would either be back for Sunday service or would at least go to church with Martin. You wear a low-cut but tastefully cute thin pink blouse with a couple of buttons undone to expose your remarkably generous cleavage on such a slim and youthful frame, with a jean miniskirt showing toned but spindly legs. Your long honeyed hair falls loosely around your face, accented by faint freckles and delicate features.

You select a window seat in the back and stow your schoolbag, now containing a couple of sets of your finest party clothes (plus a bikini), over your head. Night is beginning to fall and you want to put some distance between yourself and the chatting going on closer to the front, and hope that you can get a little rest. Soon, the rhythmic noise and cadence of the bus on the road lulls your green eyes closed and you sleep...

Your first sensation is that a large body is occupying the seat next to you. Your head had rested in the corner between your seat's headrest and the window, and you sense that it is now later in the journey. Next you notice a quiet but masculine grunting coming from you seatmate. You crack an eyelid; from the angle of your head and the dim conditions inside of the bus, you can't see anything about him other than his large legs and lap. Your green eye opens wider, this time in surprise, when you see that his penis is exposed and he is rubbing it with his hand. He leans into you, likely peering down the front of your shirt, with his rigid cock extending over your near leg and up toward you. What also seems clear to you is that his very dark skin contrasts strongly against the fair creamy skin of your exposed leg. Your first experience with a penis isn't just with a perverted stranger on a bus, but with a black man's improbably large fuckpole!