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A story about random sex on a bus.

My bus on the bus began when nothing portended it. The middle of the working week, in the morning I quickly ran down the street, as I was late for work. The bus stop is far from my house, so the run was long. On the halfway, I started to sort my side, but the evil expression on the boss’s face in my head gave me an incentive to accelerate. Running to the stop, I saw my bus. He was already completely scored, but I was not going to give up and squeezed the last. There were really many people, I stood on the last step and was tightly pressed to the door.

Sex on the bus story – read online

In front of me was a young girl, on whose lower back I rested his face. The roads were bad, so the bus was thrown from side to side and not to hurt anyone with my fall, I put my hand to the railing, but this position was not profitable. So far, people should have entered the near future, and the open doors would only throw me out of the transport. The girl standing in front of me turned around, as my hand rested on her hip. I apologized and asked how far. He answered with the statement, then I proposed to go deep into the bus to miss those who will go out. She agreed and we began to move in the middle. This action was not easy, the crowd stood tight, so dissatisfied octars began. At some point, the bus stopped, more people came in and as if we were crushed by a wave to the wall of the bus.

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The girl that was ahead of me was pressed to the window, and I rested on her back with my body, and with my hands against the wall. As a result, I just separated it from the crowd, getting into the corner of transport. The position was not the most convenient, as my cock rested on her ass, and from eternal shaking he began to rub against her body. After a while he began to rise. I tried to rectify the situation and, sticking my hand in the trousers, changed his position to a vertical. It got a little easier, but then he switched even more and took a tough erection. I exhaled heavily, but then thought: “Well, I got up, well, with whom it doesn’t happen? The situation is so intimate and bad, if it had not reacted, but it proves that I have a young and healthy organism ”.

While I reassured my own calls from the body, I noticed how the girl’s neck blushed, and her face quickly turned away towards the window. In the reflection, I saw that she was completely blushing. This was a little amused, but it was also embarrassed, I tried to whisper quietly in my ear: “Sorry … well, alive after …”, while in the window I saw her cheeks lit up even more.

After the next stop of the bus, there were more people, and I (like my cock) pressed it stronger to her. At that moment, she closed her eyes and exhaled relaxed. Our hands both lay on the handrail, almost close. She laid her hand on mine, after which I began to feel how her hips began to spin on my trousers on their own, rhythmically squeezing my palm. The fact that I work as a member on the bus on the ass of a beautiful girl, he heated it to the limit.

Sex on the bus story – read online

I leaned my cheek against her as if laying my head on her shoulder. Her breathing began to become intermittent. With her second hand, she slipped down and began to drive her along my hips. Such movements did not last long, after which, she slightly lowered her hand and brought it to my eggs, which at that time tightly adjacent to the member. She began to caress them through her pants, at that moment I felt a surge of pleasure. I took out my hand out of her palm and hugged the waist. She moved slightly from the wall, which allowed me to stick under her jacket. Then I realized that luck smiled at me. She was without a bra, she had a solid deuce, and the large nipples stood ready. With my fingers, I began to make light movements around her halo, from which she shuddered and pressed even more in her ass to my cock. Her lowered hand already stroked my cock and after a light compression she reached for the castle from her trousers. I did not hope for sex in public transport, but the girl seemed to be a different opinion.

Sticking her hand in her pants, she whispered “big”, after which she grabbed her palm behind him. She first drove her hand along the trunk, and then with her finger on the head, periodically shifting the skin. My cock was completely wet and, probably, steel to the touch. I felt a little throwing me out of reality, so I closed my eyes a little. On the blind, I felt for her ear and began to lick him with his tongue. I was breathing gently at him, then bite, brought the patterns with the tip. She liked it. I also played with her chest, periodically giving rudeness, I squeezed it greedy, but then, with my fingertips, I barely touched the nipples. Each my movement was given by pleasure in her body. Finally, my hand began to look for new places and began to slowly move below. With my palm I walked along its flat stomach, whose surface began to be covered with droplets of sweat from strong excitement. Once at the beginning of the skirt, I postpone a little, but she pressed myself up to me and quietly said “Come on”. I smiled a little and moved my hand further.

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I saw her on the bus and embarrassed to meet, look for her

My hand slipped into her panties and I felt for the soft surface of the pubis, stroked it a bit and slightly pressed it, then began to sink even lower. My middle finger walked between her labia lips, approaching the ass. Returning back, I ran my fingers over her labia, then got up and found the clitoris that hid among the pink hills. I pressed on him, drove his finger up and down and she began to breathe heavily.

Sex on the bus story – read online

In the same rhythm, she took her hand over my cock. I completely fell out of reality. At some point, her body arched, she grabbed the handrail tightly and whispered softly: “I finish”. At that moment, her pussy squeezed my hand, she strained, and after that relaxed again. The girl completely went limp and rested her soaked bangs on the glass of the bus. In the reflection, I saw her smiling. After that, she released my cock out of her hand and turned to me. She came closer, my cock lost some firmness, she returned it again in a couples of dexterous movements. Then she looked over the eyes of people behind us. No one looked at us, most of the generally stood back to us. After making sure of this, she looked at me and slightly raised her skirt. It is unlikely that random sex in transport was included in her plans, but from this the determination of decent in appearance the girl was even more circled my head.

At that moment I thought it was all a dream. She lifted her skirt even higher and lowered her panties, after that her hands grabbed onto my cock, and stood on tiptoe, she settled my cock on her own. Despite the fact that everything was wet inside it, my cock was tight. It even seemed to me that I would finish right away, but after a while everything became fine, I controlled my cock. We didn’t even have to move specially, because the bus was shaking and he helped us set the rhythm. With her face, she rested on my shoulder, and I enjoyed the aroma of her curly hair. I again felt her sponges begin to strain, and she would accelerate, then she whispered again what I expected to hear: “I finish”.

She became fragile again and relaxed. Her hands held on my body, and she stood motionless. Then the bus jerked abruptly, which made my cock shake in her vagina. It seemed to me that I would explode now. She understood this and began to slowly move. She looked at me point blank, and her hips were teased with impudent movements. I smiled and continued to crush her breasts, caressing the clit with the second hand. At one point, her vagina squeezed my cock, and I closed my eyes. “A little more …”-he heard her whisper, “I finish”-after a while we said at the same time. We stood motionless and did not leave each other. After that, she spread her hips and released my softened cock, then my pants completely slept down.

With simplicity in her eyes, she glanced down and smiled.

There were no more such sex stories on the bus and this case of sex in public transport remained unique in my life, although I really wanted to repeat it.

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