##Please note this is a direct continuation from Chapter 2. This story revolves around Magna Universitas, a university campus where all females are free-use, and how Marcus navigates this new environment. Although this chapter may still be enjoyed on its own, context for events and/or introductions of recurring characters may have occurred in previous chapters.##
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As you check your map, you look over the possible destinations and decide on the sports complex. You reminisce about your time as a catcher in high school and wonder if the university team might have open tryouts. Locating your destination on the map, you determine that you need to take the Green Line to get there. It still amazes you just how big the campus is, as according to the map, it's nearly 20 minutes away, even by bus.
Soon, your bus arrives, and you board. It's still early in the morning, and there's only one other person on the train. She looks to be another student, wearing a green top with long sleeves. Her yoga leggings cling to her shapely legs like a second skin, accentuating the delicious curve of her hips and the firm, round globes of her ass. Her long, lustrous hair cascades down her back, drawing your eye to her swaying hips as she stands and reads a book. Even though all the seats are open, she chooses to stand in the back, holding onto an overhead bar for support, legs slightly apart for balance. You take a seat near her, staring at her incredible ass, unable to resist the temptation. The view is intoxicating: the yoga leggings mold perfectly to her ass, highlighting every contour and curve, and the fabric stretches tautly over her plump cheeks, leaving little to the imagination.
As you continue to admire the view, your cock starts to get stiff, and you push the last thoughts of Michaela aside. Feeling a surge of boldness, you rise from your seat and boldly wrap your arms around her from behind. You whisper into her ear, "I hope you don't mind." She's a little surprised at your sudden touch, but says, "Go ahead." You press your groin against her firm, round ass, savoring how her cheeks push back against your cock. You start grinding against her, feeling the heat and friction between your throbbing erection and her yoga pants-clad ass, the sensation sending waves of pleasure coursing through your body. Meanwhile, your hands slide under her shirt, finding her supple breasts, each encased in a lacy bra. You cup her breasts and tease her nipples between your fingers. The soft, supple flesh fills your palms, and you can't help but squeeze and knead them.
"I've got about 15 minutes until my stop," she informs you calmly. "If you want to use me to cum, you should finish before then." Acknowledging her words with a grunt, you eagerly pull her yoga pants down, revealing her perfect ass and the black lace panties that barely cover her. The sight of her ass, so round and inviting, is absolutely irresistible. You bend down, your hands on her hips, and begin to lick her cheeks, savoring the feel of her smooth skin on your tongue. Your tongue trails down to her inner thighs as you enjoy the heat radiating from her pussy. As you continue your oral exploration, you notice people boarding the bus at various stops and taking their seats, paying no mind to your actions. You can't resist any longer, so you reach up to move her panties to the side, exposing her glistening, wet slit. You lick her pussy eagerly, tasting the sweet muskiness of her juices. Your tongue eagerly delves between her lips, licking and lapping to get more of her nectar. The sweet taste fills your mouth, and the intoxicating scent goes straight to your brain. Her clit, swollen and sensitive, draws your attention, and you swirl your tongue around it, applying pressure in just the right way, feeling it throb with each stroke.
"Three more stops," she reminds you, still reading her book. Realizing you spent way too long admiring her ass and tasting her pussy, you stand up and hastily pull down your pants, exposing your rock-hard cock. Positioning yourself behind her, you grab her hips and align your throbbing member with her wet, waiting pussy. As you plunge inside her, you can't help but let out a groan of satisfaction. Her tight, warm walls envelop your length, and you wrap your arms around her waist to steady yourself as the bus continues to move.
As you thrust into her, the bus comes to a stop, and you notice people getting on and off around you. Their indifference to your actions only heightens your arousal. You focus on the sensation of her slippery, velvety cunt, gripping and sliding along your cock with each thrust. The pressure begins to build within you, a delicious tension that demands release. In the background, the bus pulls away from the stop, and the girl turns another page in her book. You quicken your pace, eager to reach your climax before your time runs out.
Another stop passes by, and you feel yourself getting closer and closer to the edge. The bus's motion adds an extra layer of stimulation as it rocks back and forth, and you're barely able to maintain your balance while continuing to fuck her from behind. The sounds of the bus and people around you fade into the background as your world narrows down to the feeling of your cock buried deep within her warm snatch. Sweat beads on your brow, and the urgency of your impending orgasm drives you to pound into her with increasing force, even while she remains engrossed in her book.
Finally, the bus approaches the third and last stop, "This is my stop," she informs you calmly, in stark contrast to your frantic thrusts, trying to use her cunt to bring yourself to climax. "Almost there," you pant, your breath ragged and uneven. The sensation of her tight, wet pussy gripping your cock becomes increasingly intense, and you hold her hips tightly, your fingers digging into her flesh as you desperately seek your release. The bus begins to slow, and you know you're running out of time.
Just as the bus stops and the doors open, you moan aloud, "I'm cumming!", knowing that you're just two thrusts away from sweet release. But it's too late. The girl hastily apologizes, "I'm sorry, I really have to go!" She grabs your hands, prying them from her hips, and disengages from your pulsing cock. The sensation of her warm, wet pussy suddenly releasing you, leaving your throbbing cock in the cool breeze with no more stimulation, fills you with frustration and desperation. You clench your muscles as hard as you can and will yourself not to spill your semen worthlessly. A shudder runs through your body as you barely manage to avoid a ruined orgasm. Your heart races, and your breath comes in short, ragged gasps as you struggle to retain control.
As the girl hurriedly exits the bus, you watch her run down the steps and off the bus with her yoga pants still pulled down to her thighs, exposing her round, perfect ass and the black lace panties that have been pushed askew. The sight of her bare cheeks, bouncing with each frantic step, only adds to your agonizing need for release. Your cock, slick with her juices and still rock-hard, twitches in frustration.
As the bus pulls away from the stop, you look around the bus, still reeling from your unfulfilled desires. You take in your surroundings, looking for anyone to fuck to completion. The passengers are a mix of male and female students, absorbed in their own worlds, reading, scrolling through their phones, or chatting quietly. You eventually lock eyes with a cute blonde girl sitting alone, a few rows away. She's wearing a white tank-top and denim shorts, her long, slender legs crossed. Her blue eyes sparkle as she listens to music through her headphones, her head bobbing slightly to the rhythm. She must have witnessed the unfortunate conclusion of your coupling with the other girl, as she smiles sympathetically at you. With your mind overwhelmed by the desire to cum, you walk over to her. As you approach, she removes her earbuds, sensing you have something to say to her, and you ask, "Can you take care of this for me?"
Smiling at you, she says, "Sure, no problem." Without hesitation, the blonde girl reaches for your throbbing cock, wet with the previous girl's juices. Her soft hand wraps around your still-aching erection, and she begins to stroke you expertly. Even though it's only her hand, getting proper stimulation on your dick is enough to push you right back to edge, causing you to moan in a positively undignified manner. You're so close and so desperate to cum that you don't care that it's just her hand. Your mind is filled only with thoughts of ejaculating, and you don't even think to ask to use her pussy or mouth.
She strokes you slowly and deliberately at first, but seeing your desperation, quickens her pace, soon pumping your cock as fast as her hands will move. Your breathing grows heavier, your cock throbbing and twitching in her grip, as your orgasm approaches like a freight train. The blonde girl looks up at you, her blue eyes locked on yours. She's gotten out of her seat and is squatting down to get her face closer to your cock and receive your semen properly. With a final stroke, she tips you over the edge, and you release a guttural moan as you cum, your hot seed spilling onto her face.
As your orgasm washes over you, the intense pleasure surges through every nerve in your body. The blonde girl's hand expertly milks your throbbing cock, coaxing out every drop of your hot, sticky cum. Her face, now just mere inches away from your pulsing erection, becomes a canvas for your release. The first spurt lands on her forehead, streaking across her smooth skin. She closes her eyes as the subsequent ropes of cum paint her cheeks and chin, some splattering onto her pink, parted lips, and another line lands right across her right eyelid. She can't help but giggle as your orgasm continues seemingly endlessly, releasing such a volume of semen that her face looks like she has just finished filming a gangbang bukkake scene.
