Just A Stranger On A Bus

I turned to face the window to watch the town go by. It was slightly more convenient, not having to drive, but being able to go only where the bus took you, canceled out that convenience.

My car was in for its quarterly oil change, and, instead of waiting for it at the Quickie Lube, I decided to drop it off, and take the bus. Being Saturday, I didn't need to go to work; I could be on the bus as long as I had to. Ten minutes had already gone by, and, according to the schedule, it'd be another twenty until I got home.

The bus stopped to pick up a passenger. A woman got on - about 5'9", chocolate-brown hair past her shoulders, tits looked to be a 34C (or small D), the narrowness around the chest making her boobs seem even bigger. She had round hips that made me think her ass was nice and plump. She had a killer body, and it was killing me. She wore a short tennis-style skirt and low-cut blouse, neither of which left much to the imagination, not that I wanted them to leave anything. I looked around, scoping out possible places for her to sit, but, to my surprise, she sat down in the seat next to me. In a high-but-not-too-high, slightly lilty voice, she said, "Can I switch you spots? I like sitting by the window."

I saw no problem with that, and said so. She stood up to free the seat, and I moved over. She didn't wait for me to get up; instead, she shimmied past me, facing the front of the bus. Not only did I get a good look at her ass, and it was as good as I had expected, but, when the bus took off, inertia threw her into my lap. She sat up, stunned for a moment, then turned her head and flashed a winning smile. I couldn't be sure, but, when she got up, I thought I felt her wiggle her butt just a little. She scooted over to the window seat.

I kept taking surreptitious looks at her out of the corner of my eye. She was beautiful, almost as much as Maranda. She was taller than Maranda; as I said, about 5'9", and looked to be a little younger than me, but not much. I got a much better look at her prominent breasts while sitting next to her; a good four inches of cleavage was visible between her C-or-D-cup tits. I'm not a leg man (I prefer the booty), but, I could say she had nice legs. Long and lean, with muscle definition, but, thankfully, not to bodybuilder proportions.

She must have caught me looking at her, because she flashed another winning smile. I dared to look fully at her, and at that moment, she got a look in her eyes like she'd just made a decision. She leaned over to me, and put her mouth near my ear. She said, quietly, "I just found out my boyfriend is cheating on me. I don't know what I'm going to do next, but I want some revenge dick, and, I've decided you're it. Follow me off the bus to my place." She then grabbed my left hand, and pulled it down to the seat, then indicated I should reach behind her. I did so, and, she sat forward, lifting her hips slightly, and moving a bit closer.

I reached under her, and discovered that she had no panties on. Being careful that no one else saw what I was doing, I reached farther under her, my fingers grazing the bottom of her pussy. She stiffened slightly, and I took that as encouragement. I moved forward,running my fingers along her labia, discovering that she was hairless, either having shaved or waxed her nether regions. I slid my middle finger into her pussy, feeling how wet she already was. She bit her lip, then rubbed it, almost like it itched, probably covering that she was being stimulated.

Speaking of stimulation, I started to move my middle finger in her pussy, stirring her honeypot, as it were. Moving my finger in and out as best I could, I felt her getting more and more wet. I knew I had to taste her, but, first, I wanted to make sure she was serious about the whole "revenge sex" thing. I slid my finger out, and moved it forward so that I could rub her clit. I found it already hard, and, as I started rubbing it, she found it more and more difficult to control her movements. I stopped rubbing her clit, because I didn't want us to get caught, so I inserted my middle and ring fingers into her, and simply sat there, pussy juice dripping on my hand.

Ten minutes went by with us sitting still like that, until she reached up and triggered the Stop Requested sign. The bus lurched to a stop, and we both made to get up, me withdrawing my hand from her pussy, and she standing up to leave. She went to slide past me, and, out of the corner of my eye, I noticed a small wet spot on the seat. I pretended to trip as she made her way by, and put my sleeve into the wet spot as I tried to get up. Rubbing it as best I could in the three seconds allowed, I hoped for the best, stood up, collected myself, and walked off the bus. She started walking, then looked behind her to ensure I still followed her. I did, jogging a bit to catch up. A relatively short walk down a few paths, the end of which brought us to an apartment door. She reached into her purse, fished out the keys, and unlocked the door. Opening it, she indicated I should go first, so, I did. After walking through the door herself, she closed it, locked it, then strode directly to where I was, and kissed me.

A kiss that was more sexual hunger than romance had our lips smashed together, and our tongues dancing around each other like prizefighters in the ring. She stuck her tongue pretty far into my mouth, and I acknowledged that by sucking on it. I wrapped my arms around her, pulling her even closer, feeling her breasts pushing into me. I kissed her for a few more seconds, then turned my attention to the rest of her body. I kissed across her face, to her right ear, and started nibbling it. Not as hard as Mike Tyson, but, enough to show her that she turned me on, and, that I wanted to return the favor.

Letting her right ear go, I switched to her left ear, then the left side of her neck. I kissed and nibbled her neck as well, but not hard enough to leave marks. I then trailed my kisses down her collarbone, and toward the tops of her breasts, which were still trying to burst out of her bra. She took care of that problem by removing her shirt, cami, and bra, freeing the massive melons. I've seen and tasted bigger, but, on as small a frame as hers, they looked huge. I dragged my tongue all the way around both of the smooth soft globes, then took her right nipple in my mouth. I batted my tongue against it, and sucked hard, eliciting moans from her. Moving my oral attention to her left nipple, I continued to stimulate her right nipple with my left hand. A few seconds of that had her moaning even more, and writhing, even while she was standing.

I dropped to my knees, trailing my tongue down her bare stomach. Realizing she still had her skirt on, I moved to take it off, then caught a whiff of her pussy, and remembered that she had no underwear on. I lifted the bottom of the skirt over my head, and kissed her pussy. She had a small landing strip, that I hadn't noticed earlier. I trailed my tongue across the strip, running the barely-there hair under my tongue. Slipping it down, I ran my tongue across her clit, making her jump a bit. Sliding my tongue on her intimate flesh, I moved it across her labia, then slid my body forward, and my head back, to insert my tongue into her pussy. She couldn't take any more. She reached down, grabbed my head, and tried to pull it into her pussy. She even bucked her hips a couple of times, as my nose hit her clitoris. About a minute later, she pushed me over onto my back, and sat on my face, grinding her cunt into my mouth. "Eat my fucking pussy," she hissed. I complied, and stuck my tongue out, licking anything I could. A couple of minutes after issuing the command, she leaned forward onto her elbows, and began humping my face in earnest. She began to cum a few seconds later. I didn't mind, except that she was a flooder, and I had to keep from drowning in her pussy juice. A good way to go, mind you, but, I wasn't quite ready to cash it in.

I didn't have to worry long, as, after coming out of her orgasm, she slid down my body, undid my pants, and pulled them down, along with my underwear. This freed my cock, and she took it into her mouth, trying to bring it to full staff. After several minutes of her oral ministrations succeeded in getting me impossibly hard, she stood over my cock, then sank down, putting all eight inches into herself. She sat, unmoving for about fifteen seconds. I could feel her contracting around my cock, so I guessed she was coming again. The gush of warm liquid that enveloped my entire pelvis confirmed my suspicion. After that orgasm was over, she started bouncing up and down on my cock, driving it home with various degrees of pressure, also grinding on my pelvis. This induced another orgasm, as she grunted and groaned through it, all the while continuing to ride my cock.

I reached up to her tits, which moved around enough to show they were unaugmented, but so little, that it demonstrated their natural perkiness. I squeezed the globes, then pinched her nipples. That was enough to get her leaking involuntarily again. I moved my hands to her hips, lifted her up slightly, then fucked up into her, every thrust sending pussy juice everywhere. I was surprised that I was able to maintain as much control as I was. I was glad I hadn't cum yet, because she seemed to be enjoying herself. She surprised me by getting up, turning around, then remounting my cock in the reverse cowgirl position.

I watched her gorgeous ass move up and down on my cock, and watched my cock disappear into her pussy. I held her up again, and fucked about twenty strokes in her twat, making her cum, yet again. Grunts, groans and moans, punctuated with the occasional "yes" almost spit out through gritted teeth, issued from her mouth as I fucked her. She took over the movement, raising herself up, then slamming herself down, as she caused me to bottom out in her pussy. I noticed her asshole winking at me. I licked my right-hand middle finger to get it wet, then poked at the hole in her bum.

Her movements registered surprise, but not objection, so I began to slide more of my finger up her butt. She moved down on it, being double penetrated by my cock and finger, until both were completely inside her. She took a moment to adjust to the new feeling, but, only a moment, as she began moving up and down again. It felt a bit odd to feel my cock moving inside her through the membrane between vagina and rectum. I rubbed the head of my cock with each downstroke. It felt good - almost as good as what she did next.

She lifted herself off of me, taking my finger out of her butthole as well, and slid forward about two inches. She sat back down, reached backward between her legs, grabbed my still-turgid cock, held it still, and slid back down onto it. I watched as it split her cheeks, and entered her asshole. Feeling the tight warmth of her rectal cavity almost made me shoot my load right then, but, I held on. She slid down until my entire cock was buried, to the hilt, in her asshole. I felt the contractions as she came again; she must have enjoyed my dick in her booty. After her orgasms subsided, she re-commenced riding the cock in her ass. She got to a point where she had me almost completely out of her on the upstroke, then crashing down onto me on the downstroke.

She fingered her pussy while riding my cock in her ass. On one downstroke, she stayed down. Just as I had felt my cock with my finger earlier, I felt her fingers against my cock, through the membrane between her vagina and her rectum. The feeling of us both pleasuring her at the same time brought me closer. I sat up, and pushed her forward, onto her knees. My cock slipped out of her, but not for long. I got onto my knees behind her, and shoved my cock back in her asshole in one motion. Echoing her movements earlier, I pulled almost all the way out, then slammed back into her. As soon as I could get a rhythm going, where I didn't pull too far out, I fucked her like I meant it. I held onto her hips while I pounded the hell out of her ass.

Another three or so minutes of my dick in her butt, I knew I was close. In a hoarse whisper, I asked, "Where do you want me to cum?" Without missing a beat, she replied, "He never cums in my pussy. I want you to cum in my pussy. Deep inside me." The fact that I didn't blow my load at that exact moment was a bit of a miracle. She pulled away from me, then spun around, and slurped my cock all the way down her throat.

She sucked my dick for longer than I wanted her to, as I was getting very close. I sort of saw the decision in her eyes, choosing if she simply wanted me to cum in her mouth. She decided she didn't, and flipped around on her back, knees in the air, pulled up against her chest. Her pussy was on display, glistening wet, a little open, and dark pink. I decided I had to kiss it again, so, I did. I kissed her hot twat, and licked all around it. It didn't take much of that before she felt another orgasm coming on, and told me so. "I'm close! I'm'onna cum! Make me cum!" She half yelled, half begged this last. I clamped my mouth around her pussy, then rubbed her clit furiously. She put her feet on my back, and used the leverage to fuck my face. It was all I could do to hold on. She groaned rapidly, about two a second. Every time she groaned, she pushed more pussy juice into my mouth. I happily swallowed it all.

Moving back up her body, careful to drag as much as I could against her cunt, I aimed my still-hard cock at her pussy hole, and jammed it in, bottoming out against her cervix. This brought on another orgasm. I pumped her pussy with wild abandon. Apparently, my short break did wonders for my stamina, because I was no longer one breath away from cumming. I continued fucking her with almost no worries about reaching climax before I wanted to. I alternated between short fast strokes, and long slow ones. I even angled myself so I could hit her g-spot, and fucked her that way for a while. She either had one long orgasm, or she had two or three back to back (to back).

I pulled her legs up even further, and fucked her with nearly vertical strokes. I was able to watch her expression as I rammed my cock inside her. Her face and chest were flushed red, with a sheen of sweat. Her mouth was partially open, and she was breathing heavily through it, almost panting. In a moment of arrogant pride, I thought that she had never been fucked this well. On one orgasm, her cervix opened, and the tip of my cock slipped past it. I was at just the right angle for a deep fuck, so I kept the strokes short, as as not to come out of her uterus. She felt my cock so deep inside her, that it seemed a part of her own body. She groaned her approval, as she couldn't find the words; another orgasm overtook her.

It was about this time that I felt my own orgasm impending. I didn't want to solidify the risk of impregnating this woman I just met, so, I withdrew from her cervix, but stayed in her pussy. I threw caution to the wind, and pounded her pussy like there was no tomorrow. She approved. She did finally find the words, and encouraged my orgasm, saying, "Cum in me; cum inside my pussy! Shoot your load in my cunt!"

So, I did.

I came so hard, I thought my liver and spleen were going to go with it. Three heavy squirts of semen shot into her pussy. I used my cock as a cork to hold it all in best I could, but, I wasn't finished. Five or six smaller squirts emptied me. I pulled out of her, and quite a bit of cum came out with it, but, I knew there was still a lot in there, and that was how she wanted it.

I sat back for a few minutes to catch my breath, then located my clothes. During the course of things, I had taken all my clothes off, including my shirt. I located everything, and put it all back on, while she slipped only her shirt back on, her glorious tits still on display, her skirt not entirely covering anything. Neither of us said a word while getting dressed. I decided that I'd break the silence.

"That was fun," I said, trying to be nonchalant about the fact that I thought it was great.

"Yeah," she responded. "That _was_ fun. Next time, though, I want you to cum in my ass."

I tried to hide my excitement, both at the prospect of "next time" and of cumming in her ass. She reached into her purse to get paper and a pen. It fell over, some of the contents spilling out. I happened to catch a glimpse of her wallet, and saw her ID. Her name was Lilly Jones, and she was 25. I filed that information away as she gave me the paper on which she had written. It had her name, Lilly, and her InstaTweet handle. She obviously had reasons for not giving me a phone number, but, I wasn't going to press the issue. I leaned in, and kissed her one more time, our tongues dancing briefly. I walked out of her apartment, and retraced my steps to the bus stop. I sat in the shelter and waited. Thankfully, only about five minutes elapsed before the bus pulled up, and I boarded it for home.