When I lived in the city I never felt the need for a car. I could get where I needed to... most of the time. Sometimes that didn't work out. One time I took a three hour bus ride. For a booty call.
This guy was a student and we met when I was roving around with my camera. I was briefly working as a professional photographer and I caught a shot of him twirling in a park while out with friends. A fellow dancer! I snapped a couple more quick shots and his crowd of friends noticed. They all began to mug for the camera. I kept shooting, but I stayed focused on him. After a while we got to chatting and I discovered he and I got along really well. I didn't have the time to hang out with him right then, but we exchanged numbers.
We kept in touch and things got...sexy via text. I'm sure you're shocked. He asked me to come see him but my only option was the bus. He was sexy, so of course I went. Planned the day and grabbed my ticket.
The day arrived and as soon as I got on the bus it started to thunderstorm, hard. It was a wicked storm the whole way down. I was texting and while I rode and starting to get a little excited. I might have tucked one hand between my thighs while I rode. I was certainly ready to get together.
The bus arrived and I found him at the bus stop. It was still raining lightly but tapering off, and the lightning was still going in the distance. We hugged and I couldn't help biting his lip with some force when he kissed me hello.
He had a Mini Cooper convertible and the top was down. I was a little confused, but he confessed that he enjoyed getting rained on. I love storms and I said that I'd love if we drove back to his place with the top down despite the weather. It was about a 25 minute journey. We got in the car and it smelled cool and fresh and ozone-y as it does after a storm. We rolled out of the parking area and started chatting, picking up the conversation from our earlier sexts. My thin shirt was soaking. Since I wasn't wearing a bra my nipples were clearly visible, poking at the material. The wind and rain giving me little shocks as the air rushed past us.
His hand was on my thigh and I was feeling for his cock. I found it already semi-hard. I said "please let me suck you off". There was no hesitation from him. He undid his belt and fly immediately.