1. Rush Hour


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

    friction. Seeming to answer my internal debate, his hips bumped against my rear again, then again, then again. My face burning, heart fluttering, mouth dry, I took a chance, and on the next bump of the bus, returned the favor. I heard an intrigued sound from behind me, a 'hmm' of curiosity he made just under his breath, and suddenly I lost all ability to keep track of stops, bumps, or anything else bus-related. I could feel myself getting excited, the undeniable itch of lust creeping through my body... and I smiled. I felt the fingers of his free hand brush against my arm, which made me jump in surprise, and he pulled his hand back quickly. No, no... no, don't stop, I wanted to say, hoping he hadn't gotten the wrong impression. I hoped another push of my ass into his erection would be enough. He touched my arm again, much slower this time, running a few coarse fingertips up and down the smooth skin of my forearm, then he moved his hand down to my hip, resting it there momentarily. My head buzzed with excitement as his fingers roamed me, moving from my hips back to the curve of my ass, before taking a handful of one cheek and squeezing through my pants. Oh, how I wished I'd worn my skirt today. A skirt and no panties would have been a dream for both of us, and I would have given myself willingly right then and there. He didn't seem to mind what I was wearing, though, and instead explored further. Still nervous, but curious as hell, I reached around behind my body, ...
    positioning my hand in such a way that the bump of his hips put his cock right into my palm. He shivered at my acceptance, and took a half step forward, pressing the entire length against it and breathing heavy into my ear. I eagerly ran my fingers over the outline of his shaft, trying to paint a picture in my mind of the length, girth, and shape of the head, and what it'd be like to bend over for it. The excitement seemed to get the best of him as he made a sudden, very obvious move, and reached up my blouse. I gasped, and nearly pulled away, eyes darting around to see if anyone had noticed... only to realize I was surrounded by people with their backs turned to me, no-one was paying any attention at all. His large, firm hand paused when flesh met flesh - I hadn't been wearing a bra - and he quickly took advantage, grabbing the whole of my large breast into his hand and squeezed it possessively. I arched my back, pushing my chest into his hand, silently begging for more. I could feel my panties being soaked by my arousal, my tongue was aching to feel the ridge of his cock head entering my mouth, my clit was swollen and desperate for stimulation. His fingers toyed with my nipple, making it hard and sensitive, and it took all of the power within me to not moan for the whole bus to hear. Someone had to have noticed us. Someone had to be seeing this... the place was too crowded not to. And if nothing else, the window I was facing was large enough that any passing cars looking up would've ...
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