She got to the ticket office with just enough time to spare to purchase her ticket and slap her ass down in the seat James had saved for her. Moments later, the doors closed and the bus pulled out of the station.
"Hey, Baby," she was breathless, as she settled in beside him.
"Hey, yourself," James was none too pleased. "I was about to get off- what happened to you?"
Simone turned her large brown eyes up at him. "Oh Jamie, I'm so badly needing to get off..." Her smooth voice trailed away.
James chuckled. Simone was a sweet girl with an unbelievable sense of adventure.
"I've a mind to give you a sound tongue lashing for making me wait..."
"Mmm... I hope so!" Simone stuck out her wet tongue and slowly circled her lips.
James thought it would be better if her tongue were circling his cock instead.
"Hey, do you like my new dress?" She smoothed her brightly coloured floral dress over her knees. It was a one with broad shoulder straps and a girly sweetheart neckline. "I thought you might like it."
"Oh yeah, easy access, you know that's my thing," James had that familiar twinkle in his eye. He reached out to slip his hand under her skirt. He was dying to find out if any panties were under there.
"Down, boy! It's not even dark outside yet!" She playfully swatted his hand away. Her chuckle was sweet, just like her face.
Simone's big, brown eyes were framed with heavy, dark lashes, her skin a caramel brown. James could not take his eyes off her. Not since the day they had met six months ago. He drank her in from top to bottom. She wasn't one to wear a lot of make up- she really didn't need it-and she always smelled so good.
Her features were as delicate as a china doll's. Her full cleavage peeked over the top of her dress. James' eyes followed her soft legs until they disappeared under the floral print to meet in what he knew to be a glorious triangle at their top that he just could not seem to get enough of.
Night could not descend fast enough for him.
"What's wrong? You've gone quiet all of a sudden." Simone failed to read his thoughts this time.
"Just thinking about how much I want to get between those pretty legs of yours," He put his arm around her shoulders. She felt so tiny against his frame.
"Oh, James!"
Simone felt the same way about him. She thought he was so handsome, with his thick, dark hair and piercing hazel eyes. She loved the way he made her feel- so special, as though she were the most beautiful girl in the world. She loved his chiseled features and strong, athletic build. But most of all, she adored his fat cock.
"How long is this bus ride anyway, honey?" Simone played with James fingers, lacing them with hers.
"About two, three hours. There are a couple of stops along the way, so I reckon some folks should be getting off. Lets hope she's one of them..." James discreetly thumbed at an older lady sitting across the aisle from them reading a newspaper.
"Yeah...I reckon that'd be too much of a chance to take!" Simone laughed in hushed tones.
"For sure, Baby. But we're getting better at it." James kissed her forehead. "Don't worry, it's getting dark now." He put his arm around her.
Time passed quickly and soon the bus had pulled into its first stop. A few passengers gathered their belongings and disembarked. Only two new passengers got on. Luckily, they sat closer to the front of the bus and way clear of them.
James pulled Simone closer to him and put both arms around her so that their backs were to the aisle. Simone leaned into him, burying herself in his manly scent. He slipped his hand between her thighs.
"Wait, not yet!" Simone whispered insistently. "It's still not dark enough outside."
James breathed into her ear, "Pass me your jacket- let me see if that pussy agrees with you..."
Simone giggled and instead slung it across her parted knees. She felt his fingers inch under her dress and snake their way up her inner thigh. She looked around to see if they had been discovered as yet.
"Relax, baby, no one can see." James kept working his fingers, stroking her thighs until he felt the tension flood away. Her knees soon felt slack. He snuck a kiss onto her neck.
"Mmm..I like that," Simone whispered. "Kiss me again..."
"What? Like this?" James planted another quick one before adjusting the jacket and switching hands. He wanted to make sure they were both comfortable and discrete.
"Uh huh..." Simone was loving it.
With one hand under the jacket, he kept the other around her, just under her breasts. He thumbed the gentle swell discretely. He couldn't help himself. Her breasts were the type you just wanted to push together and fuck. He felt himself getting hard. Simone pressed his fingers into her nipple. He obliged briefly, then took to thumbing her breast again.
"Please Jamie, stroke my pussy," Simone's voice was like honey. Irresistible.
He glanced around.
The folks in the other seats seemed preoccupied enough for him to take a chance. Plenty of reading, sleeping and window gazing going on. The couple in front of them was in deep conversation. He wasn't sure, though. It could be his cock talking. The last time they did this, they had a desperately close call. So engrossed, they unknowingly reached the last stop and had to disembark unexpectedly. He got off the bus with a stiff cock straining his fly and just a flimsy shopping bag to protect his modesty from the outside world. His girl, well, she left with a very wet pussy and her panties balled up in her hand.
James decided to make a go of it.
His fingertips brushed Simone's pussy. She was wet already.
"No panties, I like that," he breathed into her ear. "Thinking ahead..."
" Mmm, lick my neck, Jamie..."
James glanced over at newspaper lady. She was engrossed.
James slid his tongue over Simone's neck from collarbone to ear. His fingers found her clit. He stroked it ever so gently, strumming her until she flooded his fingers with juice.
"Uh...oh Jamie...you're so good...." Simone pressed her pussy into James' hand.
