Travelling on the bus - Sex Stories

Travelling on the bus

I enjoyed travelling on the commuter bus, which ran from the city centre to the University. In the morning it was always crowded, mainly with students. I came to know many of them by sight and they generally seemed to have regular habits making it easy to arrange to intercept them. The bus was a large single-decker with a number of seats at the front but at the rear of the bus there was a large open area without seats for standing passengers to maximize carrying capacity. The exit doors for alighting from the bus were in this area. I had spent several mornings sitting quietly on the bus, inspecting the passengers and selecting my target. It was not a difficult choice. At about the same time every morning a tall slender redhead boarded the bus. I watched this girl for a week before I made a move. She was extremely attractive with prominent breasts and nipples, which were often obvious. She had great legs and a small trim ass. Her hair was medium short; long enough to put into a ponytail, which she did occasionally, with a fringe. I was intrigued by this girl. Her appearance and attitude appeared to change from day to day kaleidoscopically apparently to suit her mood. Her clothes, appearance and make-up ran the total gamut from super-professional to total slut. I could not really predict her appearance for the next day from anytime I saw her. She seemed to meld one day's look into the next relatively seamlessly but, on occasion, there were dislocations or rapid shifts in ...

... appearance. She was either playing a game or was being directed, seeming to be almost playing different daily roles. I was interested in the reactions of the other passengers to their exotic companion. During the week I watched her she was groped and fondled more than once and her responses to these intrusions seemed almost to be governed by her look or appearance that day. If she was dressed professionally she repelled advances with a cool stare but in her more slutty guises she seemed rather more approachable and accessible and I noticed that some of the male passengers were not slow to make use of these opportunities. Whatever happened on the bus I noticed that she always alighted at the stop by the University. I decided that for reasons of her own this girl was playing with her male companions on the bus and that she needed a lesson. I was just the man to provide her with one. I waited my opportunity, always sitting on aisle side of the last seat before the open area of the bus so that it would be easy for me to make my move. I was waiting for her to be dressed to my taste before I took her and at last, the day arrived. I always boarded the bus before her stop and took my seat ready in case I needed to make my move. As soon as she got on the bus I knew that this was the day I had been waiting for. My chosen redhead was wearing a sheer white blouse drawn tightly enough over her full breasts to show the lace of her thin half-cup bra through the silk. Her nipples made prominent ...