1. Rush Hour


    Date: 7/8/2015, Categories: Voyeur, Author: LadyMirelle, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    I often enjoy taking public transit, even though most people don't. I like people-watching, trying to imagine what everyone's lives are like, and what they're doing that day. The only time I don't particularly enjoy it is during the early evening. In a crowded city like mine, the downtown trains and buses are packed like sardines as everyone rushes to get home after a long day's work. I held my purse tighter to my side as I stepped on board the bus, and sighed, realizing I wasn't going to find a place to sit for awhile. I squeezed through the crowd to the second door in the back, figuring it'd be easier to just stay there and hop off quickly when my stop came. I could barely turn my curvy body around to face the door, mumbling apologies under my breath at those around me who I accidentally bumped into. I almost lost my footing, taking a step backwards to steady myself as the bus tore off from the stop, and I felt the curve of my bottom bump into the body of the man behind me. Blushing bright pink, I murmured another apology under my breath, and focused my eyes on the door in front of me, hand on the bright yellow pole at my side. I took out my phone to glance at it, and gasped as I felt the bus hit a pothole, and the man behind me bump into me once again. This time I didn't apologize, he had to know that wasn't my fault now, and I did my best to steady my body for any future bumps in the road. Another hit, and his pelvis met almost perfectly against my cheeks, and I could ...
    suddenly feel his presence closer than before. I glanced down, realizing his brown suede shoe was definitely very close to mine. His hand rested on the pole above mine, forcing him to lean his body in uncomfortably close to me, and yet he said nothing. I didn't dare look back, there was a definite thrill zinging through my veins. I had no idea what he looked like, I'd only given him a passing glance at most... did he have dark hair? I think he had dark hair... maybe a suit. The bus came to it's next stop. Passengers didn't use the second set of doors I was practically pressed up against, too much hassle, and instead pushed their way through the crowd to get up to the front. One rather boisterous woman f***ed everyone near our set of doors to side-step out of her way. My body was pressed tighter against the closed doors, and the man behind me pressed in tighter as well, to the point that I could feel the heat of his breath against the nape of my neck. As the bus took off again with a harsh jolt, my body buckled into his, and my breath caught in my throat. There, nestled firm against my ass, was the undeniable bulge of his erection. Nothing outrageous in size or girth, from what I could tell, but it was more than enough to send my heart racing. I was afraid to react, just in case this was an accident and he was embarrassed by it, I didn't want to humiliate him by bringing attention to anything. Besides, he probably wasn't actually interested in me anyway, it was probably just the ...
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