It was mid June, all I had in my hands was a small duffle bag, filled with a few odds and ends. I'm fiddling with my bus ticket. I'm not sure where exactly I'm going to end up, I just know I need new surroundings. It was hot out...I feel hot and sticky, its about 103 degrees outside and my clothes seem to stick to me. I am wearing short levis cutoffs, and a midriff light blue top. I find my way to the back of the bus to an open seat. I lean up and open a window, so I can feel the cool breeze come in and cool the sweat off my breasts...
We are headed south west...maybe to Alabama, never been there, sounds like a great place to start over.
I had been riding for about 5 hours and had drifted off to sleep, when we pulled into the next bus stop. We were picking up a few more passengers. I was leaning over on to the window...my eyes were closed when I heard his voice. "Is this seat taken?" I sat up...startled..."Why no, please sit," I exclaimed.
I slid over and he sat down. He was very handsome, dark brown hair, a goatee, and the greenest eyes I have ever seen. He was wearing a base ball cap, white tee shirt and blue jeans that fit his body like a glove. We started talking and it was like everyone else on the bus disappeared. His hand ever so softly landed on my knee...it felt like electricity was flowing through my body. I knew he felt it too...he looked at me with such intensity that I could almost feel it burn a hole into me...He leaned over and kissed me deep and long. His tongue was exploring my mouth. He tasted so good, I could feel the crotch of my panties getting wet...the tingling sensation that was inside my pussy , was making me start to wiggle. His hands came up to my face and gently touched my cheeks and held my face firmly but sooo softly.
I melted into his arms. And the passion started to build. His hands started to rubbing up and down my back and going into my cutoffs. He can feel the top of my baby blue silk thong. He grabs on to it and pulls up...pulling it right into my pussy and up my ass...sending chills. I reach over and run my hand up the bulge in his levis, aching to be released. Just then...the bus comes to a stop and everyone gets off...we quietly lay down on the back seat. We have a stop over for an hour, before it departs again. This handsome stranger looks at me and I know he wants me as much as I want him.