The young men behind me, had the usual attempt to grope me. A hand on my backside, fingers prodding my most sensitive of places. I stopped, stood back onto some toes, firmly, mumbled an apology and then realised I had just done something similar to this beautiful creature in front of me. Except my advances were welcomed.
The seats were all taken and we stood, face to face. Nose to nose. She looked into my eyes and I into hers, I felt her hand rise between us, unseen by all even though we were all so close. She rested her hand on my belt buckle and slide a finger, down and around, along the waist band. Instinctively I smiled and raised an eyebrow. I felt her slide my zipper down and her fingers found their way into my slacks. I cursed the fact I was wearing some tight but cute boi shorts, She just smiled and started to rub along my mound encouraging my core to life. I took another deep breath, she didn't say a word to me, just kept looking straight into my eyes.
A battle of wits I told myself. I spread my legs on the pretense of keeping my balance, but in fact it gave her more access to my womanhood. She took advantage, and pushed hard against my pearl. I closed my eyes, the bus jerked to a sudden stop, horns sounded, yells were heard, some laughter down at the front of the bus. The pressure on my button at the sudden stop almost made me scream with pleasure.
Her head was now resting on the top of my shoulder. "Maria." She whispered as her fingers found the top of my waist band to my shorts and she eased her fingers down into the warmth of my loins. But a single finger run along my crease, suddenly and with intent she slide it into me. I gasped as she toyed with me. Resting her finger inside of me, letting the motion of the bus give her all the friction she needed. The number of times I had cursed the local council for not looking after the roads. On this journey I sent them a private 'thank you' for being so tardy. The bumping and grinding movement was as good as any other sexual encounter I had ever enjoyed.
How on earth was I not going to scream. The Bus stopped I opened my eyes as the bus started again. Her finger thrust deeper into me. I tried not to say anything, no sigh, no moan, no grunts. I felt the need increase inside of me. She now flicked my pearl and pushed her thumb onto it. That was all that was needed. I trembled, and shook, the shock of an unexpected orgasm.
She smiled, then whispered again. "The 5:30 bus from central, don't miss it." She withdrew her fingers, zipped up my slacks and offered her fingers to me. I licked them, not losing her gaze and not worried who saw.
