Bus ride - Sex Stories

Bus ride

... twitch.

"Oh, no, my dear. You mustn't." he said, kindly but insistent.

I looked him straight I the eyes and said.

"No. I must."

Gently, I slid my hand over his growing member and slid his zipper down. The touch of my hand must have been electric for him because he jolted upright. His defenses had also fallen.

I fished inside his trousers and keeping my eyes fixed on the back of church lady's head, pulled out his cock. It was pretty big, to be honest. And super hard.

"Please, don't" He whispered hoarsely but he didn't make a move to stop me.

Taking a last look about to make sure the coast was clear, I lowered my head and, lifting his cock with my hand, touched my tongue to its head. He twitched again, and his dick grew even harder. With my other hand, I pulled up my skirt up, revealing my bare pussy. I slid my tongue over the bulbous head of his penis and heard him let out a long sigh. I began to slide my little hand up and down his shaft and I encircled his head with my lips and make a series of kissy smacks with them. He shivered again. I felt his hand come to rest on my bare thigh, and my pussy start to water. I lifted on leg up on the seat beside me to give him a better view and access.

Still wanking him slowly, I slid down my mouth down his shaft, lips tightly sealed against his skin. I felt the knob hit the back of my throat and forced myself not to gag as he moaned softly. I slid back up along his cock leaving a trail of saliva, thick with his ...

... precum, along the shaft. All the time, I stroked him. I saw the color come into his cheeks as he stared straight ahead. His hand had slid over my thigh and his fingers now rested against my soaking wet hairless mound.

I began to slowly slide my lips up and down his shaft, stopping ever now and then to swirl my tongue over the head of his cock, tip of my tongue investigating his pee hole. When I felt his fingers tentatively breech my sodden labia, I shivered myself and started to pick up the pace. He began to slowly slide his fingers into my wetness, deftly finding the places that increased my pleasure.

I was rocking now, bobbing quicker up and down on his cock. I took his other hand and lifted it to my breast. I could feel his fingers seek out my nipples through the cotton. His hand in my pussy was working wonders and I felt an intense heat building up. All the while, I tossed him off and sucked up and down his penis with growing speed, making my lips tighter and tighter against the skin, squeezing the seal tight. When he came, it took me by surprise. Out of nowhere, my mouth was full of thick liquid and his cock was twitching like mad. I kept on sucking and licking and cleaned him off completely. A few grunted groans the only outward sign he'd come.

Meanwhile, his fingers never stopped moving in my pussy, working at my clit, stroking through my wetness, bringing me to a shivering climax that I had to bite my tongue to avoid crying out. I quickly slid his cock back in ...