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Archive name: busride.txt (MF, mast, strangers)
Authors name: Envoy (Address defunct)
Story title : Bus Ride, The

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The Bus Ride (MF, mast, strangers)
By Envoy (Address defunct)

***

A willing female masturbates a guy on a routine trip on 
a crowded bus without exchanging a word between them.

***

The bus looked more crowded than usual as it pulled up 
to the curb outside of the office building that I worked 
in. I worked in the downtown business area and I took 
the bus home almost every day. 

Usually it was a dull, uncomfortable experience that I 
was glad to get over; I would have bought a car if it 
had been even remotely feasible getting to my downtown 
work place. For the time being, the bus was the best way 
to get downtown.

The door hissed open in front of me and a surge of 
people crowded in with me at the rear of the bus. I 
seldom found an empty seat this time of day, and today 
was no exception. I grabbed onto a hand railing to 
balance myself as the bus lurched away from the curb. I 
was content to spend the time on this bus ride as I 
usually did; daydreaming and watching the city go by.

Ten or fifteen minutes went by and I was my usual day-
dreaming self until my attention was drawn to something, 
or rather someone, inside the bus. Several people had 
gotten off at the last stop so the aisle of the bus 
wasn't completely full. 

Not more than 5 feet away from me, sitting in the last 
seat of the bus was beautiful women dressed in a short 
skirt and a white blouse. She had long, silky brown hair 
and big brown eyes that just drew my attention like a 
magnet. What also drew my attention was her long, sleek 
legs. 

She was looking out the window absentmindedly and her 
legs had parted enough to give me a wonderful view of 
her tiny, pink panties. She was bouncing her left knee 
back and forth and with every movement outward, her 
crotch was completely open to me. 

She couldn't have known I was watching because her 
attention was still outside on the passing city. We 
traveled for several minutes like this and I was 
surprised that no one else had noticed this beautiful 
display. As the bus pulled up to the next stop, she 
suddenly turned her head and looked right at me. 

My gaze was obviously focused between her legs and we 
both turned red in embarrassment. I quickly looked away 
and some attention was diverted away from me as several 
more passengers crowded into the rear of the bus. 

Suddenly I realized that the new passengers were 
crowding me right toward the luscious woman I'd just 
been ogling. Now my embarrassment was growing as I 
realized she might confront me about my surreptitious 
peeking. I was pushed by the crowd toward the rear of 
the bus until I was just inches away from her. I held my 
breath and waited to see what was going to happen.

After a few more stops I started to breath a little 
easier, it seemed I was safe after all. She hadn't said 
a word and I was certain that she had known what I was 
doing. I tried to keep my gaze outside the bus and 
avoided eye contact with her. Although I was still 
embarrassed, apparently something about the situation 
was stimulating to me. I was developing a hardon and the 
bulge was starting to show in the front of my pants. 

I sneaked a look down at my long haired girl and then it 
was my turn to realize that she was staring between my 
legs. My growing bulge was now obvious to her and I 
quickly covered my hardening cock with a newspaper and 
turned to face the front of the bus. My face was burning 
in embarrassment at the turn of the tables I had just 
experienced but my cock was still growing.

As the bus moved along the city streets, neither one of 
us moved or said a word. People entered and left the bus 
at each stop, with more starting get off as we moved 
toward the suburbs. 

I looked around and realized that only a few people 
remained in the rear of the bus. And my long haired girl 
was the only one sitting on the back seat. I still had 
my back to her, leaning on one of the railings used for 
support when standing in the aisle.

I noticed my stop was only a few minutes away when I 
felt something move across the seat of my pants. 
Startled, I realized that the woman must have stroked my 
ass with her hands. No one else remained in the rear of 
the bus, and my body shielded her from the view of the 
rest of the passengers. Her hand became bolder as she 
cupped the cheeks of my ass, with one hand, and then 
with both of them.

I tried to act very nonchalant and kept the newspaper 
covering my crotch as my cock grew harder. she stroked 
and played with my ass for several minutes until I felt 
her hands leave my cheeks and slip between my legs. Her 
fingers found the bottom of my balls and pressed them 
tightly against my body. Her other hand now probed the 
crack of my ass through my pants and my cock was really 
starting to throb. 

Not a single word had passed between us since our bus 
ride had started. I pressed my legs together and trapped 
her hand between them. She slowly withdrew from my grip 
and I was afraid that I had frightened her away. But 
only a few seconds had passed until I felt both her 
hands on my ass again. This time she was not stroking 
and playing with me, but gripped my ass tightly and 
tried to rotate me around. I weakly let her turn me, 
still carefully watching to see if we had drawn anyone's 
attention, no one moved even an eyebrow.

She kept pulling me around until I was facing her. I 
moved my newspaper so that it covered a lot of space in 
the aisle and provided some modest camouflage. My 
bulging cock was inches from her gaze and I held my 
breath waiting to see what would happen next. I leaned 
against the seat in front of her, trying to look 
nonchalant and maintain the appearance that we were just 
talking. 

Words were definitely not needed as she reached up and 
cupped my cock and balls in one small hand. Her fingers 
slid between my legs as she gripped and kneaded my 
balls. Her other hand was pressing my hard cock against 
my body, moving it back and forth across my stomach. She 
played with my cock through my pants for several 
minutes, bringing me close to coming with just her hand. 

After a quick glance to verify our solitude she reached 
up and unzipped my pants. Her hand snaked its way 
through the opening and gripped my cock through my 
jockey shorts. It was throbbing now and her hand felt 
great. 

Her fingers worked up toward the band of my shorts and 
slowly pulled them down until the head of my cock popped 
out. Now her hand gripped my cock without any 
obstruction and she started to stroke in earnest now. 
She kept her other hand on my balls and was squeezing 
them in rhythm with the motion on my cock.

Now I was very close to coming. I was slowly moving hips 
back and forth as my long hair girl stroked my cock back 
and forth. I hoped the rocking of the bus disguised my 
movements but I was far from caring about being 
discovered at this point.

Just as I tensed to shoot my load, she looked up into my 
eyes, she was obviously enjoying the situation too. I 
closed my eyes and moaned silently in pleasure as my 
cock shot forth wad after wad of come into her hand. She 
milked my cock expertly and after I was completely 
spent, she drew my cum covered cock out of my pants and 
leaned forward and licked and sucked me clean. 

Her face was flushed and her eyes were wide open as she 
pulled my cock from between her lips and placed it 
gingerly back inside my pants. One quick movement of her 
hand and my zipper was back into place. Not even a 
single string of cum remained outside my zipper to 
betray what had just happened. The inside of my pants 
was another story. I was coated with come and could feel 
it starting to drip down my leg.

We still had not spoken a word since the bus ride had 
begun. We remained silent until the bus pulled to the 
curb at the next stop. She stood up and suddenly we were 
face to face. I opened my mouth to ask her name but no 
words formed on my lips. 

As I stuttered, groping for something to say she raised 
her finger to my lips and then quietly whispered, 
"Tomorrow." Then she swept past me and off the bus and 
disappeared around the corner. 

I dropped into the seat she had vacated and realized I 
had missed my own stop several miles back. I wasn't too 
concerned about missing it though, after all, this was 
one bus ride I was definitely not going to forget.

END

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others outside a monogamous relationship. But it isn't
okay to *HAVE* unprotected sex with people other than
a trusted partner. You only have one body per lifetime,
so take good care of it!
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