Do you ever daydream on the Bus?  

rm_aussieflower 62F
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8/8/2006 11:41 pm

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9/2/2006 5:28 pm

Do you ever daydream on the Bus?

Tessa worked late that night. She was always working late - sometimes it seemed to her that the whole fate of the hospital was on her shoulders. Write letters to here, fax there, oh and if can you just finish that 200 page dossier by tomorrow morning at 9am that would be great. "Dingos" she thought. It was nearly 10pm by the time she got out of the door of the little suburban law firm where she worked.

She thought about hailing a taxi, as it was so late, but after a quick check realised that funds wouldn't allow it ‒ so it was either get the bus or walk the 5 miles or so to her house. No contest, really.

The bus was practically empty when it pulled up. It was a quite and dark, and just for a better view of the journey, she decided to the back and was vaguely aware of a young couple sitting at the back ‒ the young lad smiled at her, she smiled thinly back.She was tired.

Sitting down, she noticed that she could see the couple through the reflected mirror that the driver uses to check the back. They were giggling, the girl was obviously a little worse for drink... she heard "Stop it! We can't... not now... wait..." from the girl's voice. Tessa watched through the mirror, not looking round.

"It's okay" said the young man, "Nobody can see us... look, she's sitting way over there reading a book... carry on... please..." he whispered. One thing Tessa always had going for her was that she had exceptional hearing. It helped in her line of work.

The next sound she heard was unmistakable. It was the sound of a zipper coming down!

"That's it baby, yes..." the young man whispered again.

Tessa froze! She daren't look round, but she didn't need to anyway. She got a perfectly good view of the young lad's cock disappearing into the blonde's mouth as she bent over and sucked on him hungrily. He had his arm around her back reaching over, she couldn't see where it was, but from the noises & movements the young blonde was making she guessed his fingers must surely be embedded in her pussy.

Tessa tried to process this information. There was no doubt she was getting flustered, there was a strong smell of wet pussy pervading the upper deck, but she couldn't be sure if it was the young girl's or her own that was intoxicating her. Almost involuntarily, she put her hand down to her crotch and held it there... The young girl, meanwhile, had lost all pretence of shyness and was sucking furiously on the boy's handsome sized dick ‒ while he grabbed her head forcibly with both hands and roughly fucked her mouth onto it. The young girl seemed to enjoy the roughness more, Tessa thought to herself as she watched.

Just at that moment, the bus came to an abrupt halt. There was the sound of heavy footsteps coming up the walkway. At first Tessa thought it was the driver coming up to admonish her, having seen her press her cunt with her hand. But the next voice put paid to that.

"You dirty little fuckers!" the driver shouted at the couple at the back of the bus. "You're not doing that on my bus! Get the hell off now before I call the police."

He was a big bloke, and rather threatening looking, and the couple had no desire for a fight. Blushing and embarrassed, they hurriedly adjusted themselves as they moved quickly off the bus ‒ the young lad covering his head as the driver administered a hard slap as he went past. "Dirty little bastard!" he shouted.

Tessa watched out the window as the young couple moved away quickly, arm in arm, using each other for support like they each had difficulty walking by themselves. Well, he obviously did... his cock was still visibly hard and uncomfortable-looking in his jeans as he walked.

The driver turned to Tessa, and his face softened somewhat. "I'm really sorry about that ma'am.", he said. "We get them sometimes at night... pissed up kids on God knows what, usually they start trashing the seats... this was a new one on me. Again, very sorry. If you call the head office, I'm sure they'll offer you a free pass or something. Are you okay, ma'am."

"I'm fine", Tessa answered meekly, still watching the young couple move away. She noticed that the girl's blouse was undone by a couple of buttons, and her tight short skirt was hiked up enough that her stocking tops were showing.

The driver went back downstairs and started the bus up again. Tessa sat in stunned silence, looking out of the window for the rest of the journey. The bus stopped a few more times. People got on. Then they got off again. The bus journey returned to normal. By the time the bus finally reached her stop, she was beginning to wonder if what she had witnessed had even happened or not. The wink the driver gave her as she thanked him when she got off the bus told her otherwise, however.

"Remember" he called after her. "Call the head office. I'm sure they can sort you out". Tessa waved distractedly back at him as she unsteadily made her way to her house. She felt the cold night air bracing on her face, which still felt flushed. The memories of what she had seen, and how it had turned her on came flooding back to her She knew her cunt was soaking wet, she could feel the juices itching her thighs as she walked unsteadily homewards. She'd knew she enjoyed herself as voyeuristic, but it wasnt a;ways with her before, but... well, when you don't get any, you take it where you can.

Once inside, she wasted no time. Ignoring the pile of bills & junk mail on the floor, she walked purposefully into the living room, threw her bag on the sofa and headed straight for the bedroom, unbuttoning her white satin blouse as she walked unsteadily.

She wondered if the young couple she had seen had made it as far as their bedroom. Maybe they collapsed together on the floor in the hallway as soon as they entered their place, him with his jeans around his knees, her below him, legs spread wide apart, grabbing his arse with both hands as they thrust against each other, grunting like animals. Or perhaps they didn't even make it back to their house, and ducked into an alleyway where he could hike up her skirt again and ram his hard cock inside her... fucking her like the lucky little horny slut that she was.

Dirty thoughts like these rolled round and around Tessa's brain. This was so unlike her, she knew, but she couldn't help it. Her cunt was on fire, consumed as she was by thoughts of the horny young couple from the bus. As she walked up the stairs her hand moved onto her pussy, pressing against it as though she were trying to keep it from exploding. Somehow, she made it to the bed and threw herself on it - lying on her back she hiked her skirt up quickly and flicked off her soaking wet panties. Immediately, her hand was back on her pussy, as she rubbed feverishly, making her clit swell into a round exposed bud. Her top was open, and her other hand pushed hard inside her bra - tugging at her nipples, causing her to cry out in a mixture of pain and exhilaration. God, she needed this!


rm_ozzie69er4u 62M

8/10/2006 8:13 pm

enjoyed the tale all. Question how would you like your sweet wet pussy licked. I can feel your juices on my tongue as I write this. Contact me


blewsteele 55M

10/14/2006 9:00 pm

I enjoyed reading that little tale .... thanx. And by the way ... nice and classy profile foto !!


lover4u692007 70F

3/22/2008 8:20 am

What a lucky young woman she was...having her man desire her so openly.
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