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The Bus Stop
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The Bus Stop We'd been together for quite some time, and spicing up our sex life was never a problem. Over the years, we found out that we both liked dangerous sex. The fear of being caught got us excited. Today was no exception. We were on the downtown bus and it was completely full. She stood facing me, a slight grin formed on her face. She had on her white skirt, my favorite one, with a white half shirt exposing her summer tan. I quickly glanced around, and then looked her full in the eyes, and there was an immediate unspoken conversation. I kept one hand on the pole to steady myself, and pinched her left nipple through her shirt with my free hand. She squirmed a little bit, but I knew she wanted me to keep going. I dropped my hand, and caressed her knee. I moved my hand slowly up the side of her leg, up inside her skirt, glancing around ever so often to make sure that nobody sees. I got to her panty line and moved my hand around the back and cupped her tight ass. She moved her body against me, allowing me to put my arm around her. I squeezed her ass, and enjoyed the feel of it in my hand, so smooth, so sexy. I slipped my hand in the lose strap of cloth, and ran a finger slightly up her crack. Causing her to shudder lightly against me, she repositioned her legs, spreading them to give me access. I slid my hand out, and then back into her panties from the front side. I came into contact with her hot<b> pussy </font></b>and felt how bad she wanted it. I teased her, running my finger from bottom to top a few times, slowly paying attention to her throbbing bud. I inserted one finger into her, and she sighed in my ear. I bury a second one with it and she whispered, “Mmmm...yes.” I pulled my fingers out, and slid them back in a few more times and started to pinch her clit between my first and middle fingers. I rubbed it slowly at first, then speeding up bit by bit. I watched her legs quake and her grip on the pole turning her knuckles white. I didn’t go as fast as I wanted to, or as fast as she wanted me to, because we'd get caught. She grinded against me in a very urgent way, and I knew she was getting close. I removed a finger and just circled her love button with my index finger, in quick tight circles. She moaned softly in my ear and I could feel the walls of her<b> pussy </font></b>tighten on my middle finger, which was still pumping inside her. Oh yes... She was coming. She opened her eyes for me, she knew I loved to watch her eyes as she came and came again. I could see her orgasms so deep inside her that way. Her legs kept shaking for what seemed like forever as I kept massaging her clit mercilessly the whole time. She finally stopped quivering, and I let up, and slowly pulled my hand out of her panties. I brought my fingers up to my mouth, and I sucked her juices off my middle finger. She watched with anticipation, then I offered her my index finger, and she licked and sucked off her own juices as well. I kissed her deeply then, tasting her saliva mixed with all her other juices. I dinged the bell, and we got off the bus. We wanted to continue playing. Ducking into an alley, I turned her around and pushed her up against the stone wall. Placing my body against hers, I whispered to her all the nasty things that I was going to do to her and heard her moan as I started to undo my pants. With my knees, I forced her legs open a little wider and pulled her skirt up and onto her back. I played with her pussy, wanting to tease her for a little while, but as I watched her shake and claw at the wall, her ass exposed to me, panties soaking wet from behind, that was about all I could handle. Pulling her panties to the side, I entered her in one slow, swift motion. I had to close my eyes as I felt her<b> pussy </font></b>squeeze my cock and mold to me like a second skin. She felt so good, so hot, so tight and wet. I wanted to pump her nice and slow, but I knew by the way she made my cock felt, that was going to be a task of its own. Grabbing onto her hips, I continued with the slow method of making love to my woman, focusing on her body reactions, listening to her soft whimpers of pleasure. At this point, we didn’t really give a damn if we got caught or not. I felt her bounce back against me and that was a sign for me to fuck her harder. And I couldn’t wait. Bending over and close to her ear, I huskily asked, “Are you ready to come again, darling? Will you scream for me?” “Oh yes... Oh yes I will!” And that’s all she wrote.... Within just a few more thrusts and grabbing and pulling her hair, she tightened up so much that I couldn’t hold back any longer. I tensed up and gave her everything that I had. She stiffened and I knew she was coming again. I also knew it would take her at 10 minutes to stop. And as promised, she screamed like a little bitch. We composed ourselves and walked back to the bus stop.... |
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