Wherein our Dear Bubbles Meets and Greets The Retard, The Cowboy and the Surly Bus Driver and the Fruit Inspectors.
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Prefix
Dear reader, you really should be sure to read Part 1 when Bubbles tells how she took a summer job at Doc Finster's Pharmacy in her hometown in Indiana for the sole purpose of getting together enough money to leave home and start new in New York. Of course her job was fraught with the many attempts, always successful, of men who were attracted to her beautiful blond hair, blue eyes and big titties. She did manage to get on the next bus out of town but it was wet wild ride that is continued here after the bus takes off again from Zanesville Ohio, on its way east.
Please Note- All sexual depictions are within the guidelines of Literotica and between participants over the age of 18, are always consensual and no sexual violence ever takes place.
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The bus arrived on route and left late that same evening. I packed my small suitcase with some clothes and a Harlequin romance story novel. I'd told my Mom I'd gotten a job in New York, even though I hadn't, but by now I had the confidence to assume getting a job wouldn't present any complications. I'd already worked out those details here in my little friendly hometown.
Oh yeah, I almost forgot, my comment previously about knowing what a grinning retard looked like. I didn't mean no harm but I probably know more about that than most of you readers. You see, when I was seated early in the back of the bus, it was around six pm, dusk was arriving, it wasn't a crowded bus and I figured I could stretch out on the long rear seat at the back when some older woman got on the bus pulling a big lug of a guy. He looked in his early 30's, she kinda guided him flat footed to the back of the bus and dumped him and his two paper bags of stuff next to me and in a loud voice said,
"He's retarded dear, please look after him, he gets off in Zanesville, Ohio. My brother will meet him there." before I could respond she was gone.
"What's your name?" I asked the grinning retard.
"Ahhhhh me Sammy, ha ha ha, I'm Sammy. That's me. heh he he..."
"Ok, big boy, we'll get you home," I figured that would console him.
As I watched the old town disappear into a smoky haze far off in the flat distance, I heard myself saying, "New York, here I come."
In all honesty the seat was kind of hard and my ass was kinda sore but what's a poor girl to do when push comes to shove and I sure got dick pushed and ass hole shoved before leaving home.
The retard seemed to get a bit agitated as the bus pulled out of the station. He reached out and grabbed my hand,
"Thank you Ma'am," he said and held on tight.
It took me a little while before I realized he was holding my hand right over his prick and I could feel something a'grow'en down under.
The bus vibrated with a hum. The darkness, the occasional pot holes and the straight dark lonely road had the effect of lulling most of the passengers to fall asleep within the hour. I was hoping myself to doze off when my ward started talking a little too loud for comfort saying,
"Do me like Auntie Mary, heh heh heh," over and over as his cock swelled ever larger.
"Do me like Auntie Mary, heh heh."
People were being disturbed and I didn't know just what he wanted me to do. A guy a few seats up, turned in the darkness and said matter of factly,
"Hey sister, we're trying to sleep, just do the dude and shut him the fuck up."
I looked forward to see who it was speaking and that's when the retard must have unzipped his pants and popped out the biggest cock I'd ever felt thrust into my hand. I tried to massage it gently and quietly and at first this seemed to work, I was getting some reaction from his cock, it started to throb and then he put his hand behind my head, his grip was inescapable and he propelled my face right at his dick. I opened my mouth and twisted my head a bit just in time, as I feared his cock was about to put out my eye, his penis was as wide as a fresh fried turkey drumstick.
I couldn't get all his big cock into my mouth but his cock's head was already partially there so I concentrated there, licking his penis head and tonguing his large pee hole. To my surprise he relaxed his grip on my head and I was back doing what I'd grow accustomed to doing in Doc Finster's place when Sammy reached right behind me, under my dress and stuck his thumb nail right in my sore ass. He began to moan quietly so I just swirled my tongue around his cock and tried to deal with the ass pain, you might say the retard was turning into a real pain in ass.
Moments later I was rewarded with a rapid fire of piss flavored cum, it tasted much like his shaft and I was forced to take the load in my mouth, I shuttled most of it to my cheek. Of course I had no choice but to swallow some of it. Once he had cum, his cock quickly shrank in size. He was now totally relaxed, and he fell asleep, loudly snoring. I maneuvered his thumb out of my ass and leaned forwards letting a mouthful of his hot cum dribble slowly out of my mouth onto the bus floor.
A few hours later the bus made a brief stop off the I-70, at Zanesville, Ohio. The bus lights turned on. Sammy's Uncle boarded the bus, he had an eye patch like Captain Hook and a straw hat, his one eye sort of gyrated as he looked around. I waved and he scrambled back to us, grabbed Sammy's big hand and with the other hand he reach towards me as if to shake my hand but he didn't spot the wet slippery cum spot and pitched forward. To save himself from falling he grabbed for anything in sight which was unfortunately my right tit. Holding on, he smiled and understanding what he'd slipped in, gave my nipple/tit a mean pinch.
Sami was getting his two paper bags together, with his looping walk he stopped before leaving and said,
"Goodbye ma'am, my Uncle is here for me. Thanks for.."
"Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye," I interrupted him, I had no idea of what he might say, so I figured maybe I could shout him down. He kept moving forward and grinned like, well like what he was, a poor old horny retard, that's what Sammy was. I don't mean no insult, we all is what we is."
"Thanks babe," said the Uncle, he winked his one eye, then ran forward to push Sammy forward out the door.
Just before he stepped down, Sammy turned to his Uncle and said in a very loud voice, "She do-ed my pee-pee real good."
"I know said his Uncle, I slipped in it."
And with those parting words, my time with Sammy was over, although my right tit still hurt like hell, I was done, I tried to get away from any recollection of the last few hours and figured it was time to change my seat. I moved up a few rows and sat quietly trying to regain my composure.
The bus started up again, the little ceiling lights dimmed and then we were back out on the road in the darkness. That same guy who'd spoken up before, I recognized his Texas accent, walked back a few rows and approached me and without even asking permission, sat right along side me.
"Do for me what you did for the big guy, he whispered, "I'll take care of you."
What was that supposed to mean? I didn't spend any time trying to figure his meaning when he rapidfire pressed a crisp bill into my hand. When I looked latter it was a fifty, but at the moment I just stuck in in my bra and said, "Gotcha."
I thought I knew what was coming next, well not exactly, this guy had his own repertoire, he lifted me off the seat and settled me right on his lap.
"What are you doing?"
He didn't answer, he obviously knew exactly what he was going to do, he seemed well prepared. He lifted up the back of my dress in one swoop and with one finger he located my loose bloomer panties, pulled the edge to one side and before I could say "fuck me" he stuck his erect cock right through the lifted edge and zoomed right into my pussy, which I have to admit was dripping wet after the public blow job I gave Sammy. Even blowing a retard's big dick is kind of exciting.
I was beyond thinking of whether he was using protection. He kind of jiggled me up and down for the next half hour, and I admit I was enjoying it. It was the longest fuck time up till then. All my previous couplings were slam, bam, thank you mam.
His cock was a normal size but his cock's head was flexible and like a plunger, he made slow entrance hitting every wall in my honey pot. Meanwhile, the Cowboy's right hand reached inside my bloomers and grabbed hold of my rose bud clit and was working it back and forth, up and down, pinching and squeezing it gently, milking it you might say as he slid in his cock in and out. I'm embarrassed to say how much I was enjoying it, I even begin nibbling and licking the inside of his large ears. Why is it Texans have such big ears?
With this stranger kneading my clit and piston pumping me in and out and a little deeper every time the bus hit a bump or pothole, I have to say he wasn't in any rush and boom-that was when I experienced my first real orgasm, so this is what sex was all about! I was on a roll, I must have climaxed eight or nine times, I wasn't keeping count. Just as we approached a well lit service stop the stranger finally came. He held me tight against him till he was completely drained. I sure wasn't going anywhere till he was spent.
"Thanks honey," he said warmly and lifted me like I was a rag doll, albeit a rag doll with a few ounces of spunk up my twat, that started draining out the minute he put me down, dampening the seat, my panties and whatever else he'd loosened up during the last half hour.
The bus driver called out, "Fifteen minute stop, use the restroom and get a bite to eat."
The stranger put on his cowboy hat and said, "Goodby Honey Bun, this is where I get off".
I sat for a time catching my breath as the bus emptied of passengers rushing to the restroom or the food counter. I was just about ready to disembark when the driver, a very short very fat black man with a southern accent came back to me,
"Aren't you getting off too sweetie," said the bus driver, "or did you get off already?"
'Yes Sir, thank you."
I started to rise and he said,
"You didn't fool no one, especially not me. Before you take another step off my bus you'll do for me what you did for Cowboy Tex and that retard or I'll walk you right over to the Sheriff Station and have you arrested."
I was flabbergasted, "What do you want sir, I didn't do nothing wrong. I was just taking care of him like his Auntie asked."
That explanation didn't cut no ice.
"I'll be the judge of that," said the driver, " I'm the Captain of this ship."
I had no idea what he was talking about cause this bus certainly wasn't no ship, but I knew I was in for it. He pushed me backwards so I was slammed back on the bench chair, he just stood there, him being so short, almost like a circus dwarf, then he began talking, his voice sounded like a basso profundo talking under water,
"Now I want some of that sweet pussy you've been dolling out to the other guys,"
he said forcibly as he spread my legs, pulled me closer so my feet were dangling off the end of the chair, he was still stand'in up when he ripped off my bloomers. The bus light had faded but I could see through the foggy haze, that he had dropped his pants that were held up by blue checkered suspenders, the light from the rest stop illuminated him enough so I could see his cock was real big, fat and raw black I realized at that moment he was gonna fuck me standing up. He pulled me closer by my legs, saying,
"Now just you wrap these pretty legs around me," and there was no way I could wrap them around him as he told me to do, he was short but he was just too fat, but I tried. He wasn't the kind of guy you wanted to piss off. He stuck a big finger unceremoniously right in my honey pot,
"Oh your sweet pussy is already wet with cum my little white slut, now make room for Uncle Remus."
"Is that your name, " I stupidly asked. Later I figured out he was joshing me. He laughed,
