"Mikey, Mikey wake up!"
I groaned as mom opened up the curtains, the bright sunlight gleaming into my face. I turn to hide under the blankets, but mom won't have it as she pulls my blankets off the bed. I sat up and rubbed my eyes and watched as my mother stood there. Every morning, mom would do this, and part of me thought she enjoyed standing in front of me only wearing a night gown with her arms crossed.
"Mom can we please find another way to wake me up in the morning."
She rolled her eyes.
"Mikey, you know that you're a pain in the morning. Get dressed, and hurry up or you'll be late."
I didn't understand why she thought I was a pain, I didn't like mornings. There were a few reasons, one was that I was so hard when I woke up. That was sort of part of the teenage life, horny 24/7. Another was that I had learned how to tell if I was dreaming or not. This meant I basically dreamt of sex all the time, so much so I even woke up with jizz in my underwear. You'd swear it was real, but sadly real life wasn't like my dreams.
As I got into the shower, my eyes half closed, I remembered the last dream I had. It was off my best friend, Ellie and Mom together. Ellie had come over to plan my birthday party, and Mom kept glancing at Ellie's perky tits. Soon enough they were groping each other, with Ellie's small petite frame a great contrast to Mom's heavy breasts and thick body type. Mom's tanned skin to Ellie's pale skin, and the different attire. Mom preferred skirts and dresses, while Ellie often wore shorts, miniskirts, and sweatpants.
On this occasion, it was a miniskirt, and mom would place her hands underneath it to rub the cute brunette's wet pussy. It was wet through her soaked pink panties, Ellie wasn't girly, but she definitely liked girly things. Mom would take advantage of Ellie's innocence and start fervently finger fucking the poor teen as she whimpered. Every now and then they'd exchange soft wet kisses.
"Mrs Clark, your fingers feel so good inside of me."
Mom would smile then lick her neck, before guiding Ellie to place her hand down mom's jeans.
"Mikey!"
I snapped out of it and realised, in my groggy state, I forgot to close the door. The see through glass of the shower didn't hide anything at all, so here I was. Dick in my hands with my mom mouth wide opened shocked at what she stumbled upon.
"Stop fooling around young man, and clean yourself up. I knew there was a reason you shower for so long"
"Sorry mom," I said as she closed the door.
This was probably the most embarrassing moment I've ever experienced, with mom at least. I quickly soaped and rinsed myself off before running out and getting dressed for school. As I rushed to catch the bus, I rushed past mom who handed me my lunch.
"Thanks mom," I said as I tried to collect it. Mom held it tight.
"Um, your friend... Ellie right?"
As we both held the paper bag, I wondered where she's going with that last statement.
"Yeah, what about her?"
Mom had met Ellie before, nothing too crazy about her asking.
"She... is she by any chance into women?"
We stood staring at each other for a few seconds as I tried to figure out what mom meant by that, it was weird coming of the back of my shower fantasy that she'd even ask that.
"Um mom, I don't really, we don't really talk about that. I mean, I guess I can ask her, but then I don't know if..."
"No, sorry," she said as she let me take the lunch bag
"I don't know why I asked such a personal question."
I noticed now that mom was blushing, her usual calm person replaced by an obvious nervousness I'd never seen before. It was weird, mom didn't ever show any signs of being into things outside the norm. All my life, she'd been the normal housewife, with her hobbies and passions of any other woman.
"So, should I ask her. I mean it would be weird to ask though."
"Never mind Mikey, just go on to school now. Forget I even asked."
I rushed to catch the bus, school was in the City so it wasn't a short trip, which was why mom was so adamant I needed to get there early. Once I got in though I usually sat at the back as other people, mostly middle class citizens, made their way to work.
This was the time I usually did some of the homework I put off the previous night in order to play Fortnite. I had made a habit of doing my work last minute. Luckily Ellie who took the same bus would often help me with it, but I'd usually only meet her halfway through.
As I sat there, in my coat and beanie. With a pen and paper, trying to do calculus equations because the working was where the marks really were. A young lady came to sit across me, she was several years older than me. Clearly someone who worked in an office judging by her heels, pantihose, black skirt and white blouse. The women seemed to be from an exotic country, South America? Middle East?
I was innocently staring at her to figure it out, and she noticed me. Some young wimpy dorky kid just ogling her, she wasn't too impressed, and I took the hint and looked away. While I worked on my math, the thoughts of where she was from descended to where she was going.
It didn't take long before I was wondering what she looked like without that fancy office wear. Her skin was flawless, she had on some makeup and I couldn't help it. Her strikingly babe like body, her long legs, I mean it was so cold this morning, but she was hot. I glanced again, and this time it looked like she'd become more comfortable. Her legs no longer faced away, in fact her entire body was presented to me.
At first she'd crossed her legs and looked away, now he'd for some reason opened her legs just enough for me to peek at her panties underneath that black cotton skirt. I didn't want to be seen as a pervert, so I looked back down. It was hard to concentrate the rest of the bus trip. Once I finished my math my mind wandered once again, and this time I went all out. The thoughts of her grinding into me, her making out with me using her perfectly luscious lips. Hearing her moan as she rode my dick, better yet in front of all this people on the bus.
I had all these thoughts without even shooting a single glance her way, but before I knew it she had moved into the empty seat next to me.
"Hey, what's your name?"
I gulped, as If maybe she heard my thoughts.
"Um, Mikey ma'am."
"Hi, Mikey... call me Zahra."
"Okay," I was wondering why she just introduced herself to me, like she didn't seem to like me not to long ago.
"So can I ask you something weird Mikey?"
I spent a few moments wondering if she was serious, before nodding my head. Maybe she wanted me to like move or something.
"Can you please, um touch my pussy."
She said, and then blushed incredibly hard, almost as if she was not the one who just asked me that.
"Excuse me? I don't think I heard you correctly."
She grabbed my hand and manoeuvred her handbag so that no one else could see where it was. Before I could even pull it away, she shoved it under her skirt and on to her wet, and I mean soaking wet pussy.
"Look, I don't ever do this. It's the moment I looked at you I've been having these really super naughty thoughts about you, they've got me really wet, and I can't even focus on anything other than how much I want to fuck you so please just help a girl out"
I don't know how to even respond to that, but she's not lying about how wet she is. Her panties are drenched and her pussy is sloshing as I push in and out. I don't know if I should pull away, but nothing like this has ever happened to me in my 18 years of life. I relent and do as she asks, slowly pushing in and out of her as she hides her face under her hand.
I can hear her soft moans under her breath as my finger, now fingers, explore the walls of her moist and slippery entrance. I try to remember my porn and deftly nub her clit, as I do this I am hoping no one can see us. Luckily, sitting at the back, no one really pays attention to me and as I do this, I remember that I was thinking of fucking her in front of all these people.
As soon as these thoughts come to mind she grabs my face and kisses me, my eyes are open and I even spot a few people spotting this weird scene. I shove her off me, with my free hand.
"Um, you're really getting into this."
"I'm almost there keep going," she said in a low voice.
I tried to get my hands as deep inside her as I could, stroking the top of her pussy walls with ever increasing pace. I could see her sweat, and her feeble attempts to keep her ecstasy quiet. I could feel her legs shaking, her moans begging to be louder. It didn't long before she rested her head on my shoulder and whimpered into my ear.
All that I could concentrate on was just how beautiful she was, and once again like magic this broke her. Her lung filled with air then let out a loud gasp, one which finally got the attention of everyone but the bus driver. I smiled shyly almost unassumingly.
"My sister having some cramps, um I'm just trying to help her through it," I said trying to explain the situation.
This got a few eyebrows from the people who saw us kissing a few moments back. They clearly don't believe this woman is my sister, luckily for us the bus halted and this was their stop.
I took my hands out from under her skirt, and they were coated in a white liquid. I contemplated licking them off my fingers but there were people locking. Zahra got out of her dazed after climax state and realised what just happened.
"Oh my god, I'm so sorry. I don't usually do this kind of stuff. It's just I don't know, like these strange feelings overwhelmed me. I've never orgasmed like that in my life."
I smiled, mentally patting myself on the back for the effort I'd made. Zahra took a tissue out of her purse and wiped my fingers.
"Listen, um we should do some other stuff some time. Like I mean, not just with your fingers."
I raised my eyebrow, my eyes widened.
"What's going on today, wait a minute..." I said slapping my forehead.
"What is it?" Zahra asked perplexed
"It's my birthday."
"Well, I'll make sure to give you an amazing present Mikey," Zahra said, smiling seductively.
I smiled back, but a few questions came to mind. Did my birthday having anything to do with these strange occurrences. It felt like an amazingly lucky coincidence, like mom asking about my friend Ellie.
"This is my stop, bye Mikey" she got up and blew me a kiss as she strutted out of the bus, a small wet spot was visible on the back of her skirt. A clear sign of what had just transpired with my fingers and her soft, moist pussy. I couldn't help but absorb the musky scent still on my hand, while the bus kept moving
When I got to school, I was swarmed by a few of my classmates, close friends of mine. They grabbed me and wished me a happy birthday before holding me down and pouring water all over my head. Normally, this would have been a bit of a annoyance but this was welcome giving how hot my head was this morning. Even during class, I could only replay the events of the bus.
I'd often get caught in a daze and the teachers would call my name and ask what they said. I didn't have a clue and that got a few laughs from the class. Once class ended and recess began, I started packing to go eat and perhaps try to masturbate in the bathroom because I wasn't able to concentrate.
Ellie would come out of nowhere.
"I heard you're being a dweeb in class again."
Ellie sat on my desk, her pencil skirt caught my attention. It was not regulation since it was well above her knees.
"Hi Ellie, I need to a minute."
"Oh come on we all know you saw something super sexy and you want rub one out."
