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A chance meeting on
the bus can lead to other things
This story is very
loosely based on lots of different conversations overheard on the bus.
Chapter 1
1. Schoolgirls
There is something magically sexy about the English school
uniform: White blouse, tie, black skirt, and black pantyhose. You see them
walking home from school as you sit in traffic or on the bus, and it makes
blood surge into your cock, while you resist touching it.
I am sitting downstairs near the middle of the bus as it pulls
up outside St Catherine’s School. On come 50 or 60 shouting kids between the
ages of 11 and 18. They crowd the bus, all engrossed in their phones, messaging
friends who are probably only 5 feet away.
Next to me is a girl of probably 15 or 16, legs spread open, as
she balances her bag, and phone. She is ignoring me totally of course. Her
skirt, hitched high as soon as she left the school grounds, is barely covering
her thighs. As I look around, all the girls have done the same thing – skirt on
the knees in the school, mid thigh as soon as they leave.
One girl drags her bag over her shoulder, and it lifts her skirt
at the back, a glimpse of white knickers. “Tanya, you’re showing your knickers”
someone shouts from behind me as Tanya adjusts her skirt. Shame, my cock was
starting to get hard. The girl next to me twists round to talk to someone
behind her. Her leg brushes against mine, and my cock stiffens a bit more. It
would be obvious that my cock was getting hard if anyone looked, but no one
does.
I rest my hands on my lap, and using just one finger, stroke my
cock. It isn’t obvious what I am doing, but I can feel it and I know. “Need any
help” I hear someone say, But it is just one kid asking another about homework.
The girl next to me gets up and kneels on her seat facing
backward to talk to someone. Her thighs are inches from my face; I can just
about smell her, the effect of wearing pantyhose all day on a young girl’s
body. My cock hardens, it is now forming a visible tent, but I can’t adjust it
easily. I drink in the intoxicating sight of young girls legs under too short
skirts.
The girl next to me starts to turn round, the bus hits the
brakes and she stumbles, putting her hand right on my cock to balance herself.
“Sorry” she says, she is blushing as she looks at me, but she smiles at me. The
doors open and 50 or so school kids are off home. I look out the window, and
she is pointing me out to a friend. She sees me looking and smiles directly at
me.
My cock is really hard and there is a small wet patch on the
front of my trousers where pre-cum has leaked. I look around the bus, a couple
of older ladies at the front, nobody behind me. I unzip and release my cock,
and quickly wank it until I cum on the floor in front
of me.
As I am putting my cock back into my trousers, I see the CCTV
notices, oops, forgot about that.
2. The Next Day
I am sitting on the bus again, in pretty much the same position
as yesterday. St. Catherine’s school arrives, and there is a mad rush to get on
as always. I can’t immediately see the girl from yesterday, ah! There she is,
towards the front with the same friend as yesterday.
They are looking at me, and they seem to be nudging each other
and laughing. The girl who sat next to
me looks embarrassed by something her friend has said. The bus is as crowded as
usual.
Two stops later, the bus empties as quickly as it filled. My
seat neighbour from yesterday, looks directly at me, is nudged by her friend,
and puckers her lips in an air kiss directed at me.
Almost everyone gets off the bus, and I look through the window
to see her. She is with her friend, they are nudging each other, and she turns
and smiles and puckers her lips for another air kiss to me.
The driver is shutting the doors, and I rush forward and tell
him sorry I forgot my stop. He looks at me as if I am demented, but opens the
doors and lets me get out.
I look around to see which direction my new friend has gone, and
see her just ahead of me.
“Okay” I am thinking, “you have got off the bus 2 stops early,
to follow someone whose name you don’t know.” It seems kind of dumb when I
think about it.
“Hello” breaks me out of my thinking, it’s the friend speaking
who has turned round and walked over to me. “My mate Laura thinks you are kinda cute, you look alright anyway”
“Um, thank you, and you are?”
“Sally. Well you coming or what?
“Um okay, sure”
“We’re going round to Laz’s for a
smoke, c’mon”
“Um okay.” I had got off the bus without any sort of
plan so going round Laz’s for a smoke seems as good
as any.
“Is that all yer can say, what’s yer name then.”
“Billy, Bill”
“Well okay then Billy Bill, c’mon, I’m dying for a fag”
We catch up with Laura who is looking deeply embarrassed
“Laz, this is Billy Bill. I don’t know
why he has two names” She laughs.
“Saz!!!” Laura exclaims
“Just Billy, umm hello Laz?”
“You got any fags Billy Bill” Sally asks
I fumble in my pockets and produce a pack.
“Ooo, expensive ones” Sally says. “You
can stay! We can’t light up here though, too many old dears looking through
their nets. So how old is yer then?
“21” I answer honestly.
“Ooo, Laz
says you got a big cock, has yer Billy Bill?”
“Umm I suppose so”
“Ooo maybe we’ll see later Billy Bill”
I am beginning to wonder if Laura has a voice, her face has gone
beetroot red and she is trying not to look at me.
“Here we are then Billy Bill, c’mon Laz,
I need a fag and a piss”
Laura opens the door and Sally rushes past into the downstairs
toilet. Without bothering to shut the door she lifts her skirt and pulls down
her tights and knickers. I stand in the hallway, with Laura going into the
kitchen and Sally pissing just a few feet away.
Curiously, none of this seems remotely sexy, confusing yes, sexy
no.
“Put the kettle on Laz” Sally screams
from the toilet.
I stand there looking confused, Laura finally speaks “would you
like a coffee Billy?”
Yes please, white no sugar”
“Sweet enough already Billy Bill?” Sally says as she sits there wiping her
pussy.
“Shut up Saz” Laura says firmly.
“Well c’mon then Billy Bill, get yer
fags out”
I hoping that she cuts out the ‘Billy Bill’ thing soon, so I try
to ignore it.
We sit in the kitchen, drinking coffee and having cigarettes.
“Billy? Why did you follow me off the bus, you stayed on
yesterday” Laura asks
“Cuz he fancies yer”
Sally answers before I can even speak. “You know he does cuz
his cock was hard for you yesterday”
“Shut up Saz! Do you fancy me Billy?”
Laura asks
“Um, I think you are very attractive Laura.” I answer.
Sally looks at Laura, and gives me a long serious look. “Give us
another fag Billy, and I’m off. 3’s a crowd as they say”
I offer Sally another cigarette, she takes three “A couple fer later” and like a whirlwind she is off, leaving Laura
and me alone.
“Mum won’t be home for an hour if you want to cuddle or stuff”
Laura says.
“I’d like to if you’d like to” I answer.
Laura comes over and sits on my lap. “Sorry about Saz, she can be a bit much.”
“She’s okay, a bit enthusiastic and not exactly shy, but okay” I
mumble
Laura reaches in and kisses me firmly on the lips. Gradually she
relaxes and opens her mouth.
I slide my tongue into her mouth and she enthusiastically sucks
it and pushes her tongue into my mouth.
I am rubbing her back through her white cotton blouse, and she
crushes her body into mine. Gradually, her blouse comes out of her skirt and my
hands are now on bare skin. Laura softly murmurs as I gently rub her back. I
reach up and clumsily undo her bra clasp, and reach round the front to feel her
tits.
They are beautiful and firm and I feel her nipples harden as I
run my fingers over them.
Laura stands up, undoes her blouse, and let her bra fall to the
ground. “That’s better” she says, and starts kissing me again. I now have
unfettered access to her very beautiful tits. She starts to undo my shirt
buttons and runs her fingernails across my chest. I clumsily undo the rest of
the buttons and remove my shirt. We are now bare chest to bare chest.
My cock has got very hard, and Laura can feel it pressing into
her leg. She moves so that she is straddling me, and my cock is pressed against
her pussy, through knickers and pantyhose.
She starts to ride my cock, dry humping me. She is gasping for
air, and she continues humping my cock.
Suddenly, she gets off me, and drags me upstairs. She is almost
immediately out of her skirt, and removing her pantyhose.
Her pussy is beautiful, soft blonde hair neatly trimmed; her
lips open ready and waiting.
I lose the trousers and underwear, and we collapse together onto
her bed. Kissing and fondling each other, her hand reaches down and grabs my
cock, pulling it towards her waiting cunt.
Her cunt is very wet, and the first bit of my cock slides in
easily. She’s not a virgin, thank god, and as I stroke, more of my cock
disappears into her.
Laura is breathing heavy and making little mewing sounds as I
keep up a steady rhythm. Her body shivers as she reaches the first orgasm, then
again as another one shoots through her body.
Her pussy is tight, but not too tight, so although it feels
wonderful, I can last a bit longer. I continue, increasing speed, and thrusting
harder into her, as she screams with the mother of all orgasms racking her
body, she arches her back, forcing me deep inside her as I cum heavily.
As we relax, Laura looks at the clock, and pushes me off.
“You’ve gotta go, my mum will be home soon.”
I get dressed at the same time as Laura, gathering our clothes
from the bedroom, stairs and kitchen.
I write my phone number onto a piece of paper and give it to
her. “You are wonderful” I say.
“Go!” she says, pushing me out the door.
I walk along cheerfully whistling. A lady passes me, and as I
get bit further I look back as she goes into Laura’s house. Close.
Next morning Saz meets Laz outside her house. “Well?” her friend asks.
“Fucking awesome” Laura replies with a very big smile.
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