Well-Planned Bus Ride - Sex Stories

Well-Planned Bus Ride

... it?" The stranger looked at her, blankly, without emotion, which really bugged Amber. "Shouldn't he at least be ashamed I caught him?" she thought to herself. She awkwardly turned back around, but almost immediately, the hand returned, lightly spanking her ass. She was shocked that her public declaration wasn't sufficient enough to stop her assailant. She felt extremely uncomfortable now, and glanced at Jack, who was more confused than ever, asking what the hell that was about. She told him nothing, as to not make a big deal out of it, which seemed to encourage the stranger even more. The hand started to squeeze her ass without ceasing now. She turned her head slightly, this time asking the stranger to stop in a pleading voice, not knowing what else to do. To no avail, she faced forward yet again, but slapped the hand away with hers. As soon as she returned her hand to her side, the stranger replaced his, which she honestly wasn't surprised about. What did shock her was the feeling of a second hand joining the first, squeezing her left cheek. She was honestly worried now, not only upset. She felt the hands start to full-on grope her ass, as she looked to Jack with worried eyes. He looked back at her, unaware of what was happening, his view obstructed by the angle. One of the hands attempted to sneak into her jeans, entering from her waist, downward, feeling at the fabric of her lacy panties. Enough was enough, decided Amber, and if they wouldn't listen to her, they would ...

... surely listen to the muscular guy standing beside her. "Jack, these guys are NOT leaving me alone. They keep grabbing me and will not keep their hands to themselves!" She scolded in a hushed tone, as to not upset the entire bus. Jack stood there, eyes straight ahead, as if he hadn't heard her at all. The hand, now successfully feeling her ass through her panties, was becoming rougher with her, as the second hand started to reach around, touching her jean-shorts at the zipper, pressing against her teenage mound. "JACK! Did you hear me?! Please tell these guys to leave me alone!" Again, there was no change on Jack's face, no acknowledgement that what she had just said had even registered. "JACK?! Oh come on! Jack! You fucking prick! Help me out here!" The second hand was now unzipping her jeans, her hands trying their best to swat away the intruding digits. Realizing Jack wasn't going to help her, she turned her pleading to the other members of the city transportation system. "Help me! These THREE men are molesting me!" That would teach Jack! He would be in just as deep of shit as the other two fuckheads! As if she had said nothing, not a single body turned to face her. She begged "ANYONE?! HELP ME!! PLEASE!! DRIVER STOP THE BUS!!" There was still no response! What was going on?!?! OH! A girl stood up in the front of the bus! Finally, someone with decency to stand up for her! Amber's hopes were short lived however, as she realized it was Hannah, Jacks friend. Amber got a feeling in ...