My wife, Jennifer, wanted to go on a Broadway trip to New York. Since I was too busy I suggested she go with her friend, Sabiha, who liked that sort of thing. I was torn because I liked to visit NYC too and catch a show but was being held to a strict deadline by one of my company's customers.
Jennifer made plans for a single day trip to NYC and back. She booked bus tickets to save dollars. The money that she saved she used to spend on the two shows she and Sabiha planned to see and on dinner and refreshments. The bus she scheduled was one of those double-decker buses that sit passengers below and above.
The trip up to NYC was uneventful and both Sabiha and Jenn enjoyed sitting above all the traffic and looking down on all the drivers. In fact Jenn and Sabiha spied a couple in an SUV driving next to them who were engaged in sex. The driver was a guy who was having his cock sucked by his female passenger. Jenn's and Sabiha's upper tier seats gave them a bird's eye view of the woman bringing the guy off. The guy must have been very horny because he spewed a lot of semen all over his lap and his steering wheel when he came. His girlfriend then proceeded to lick it all up. Both Jenn and Sabiha weren't so much shocked as aroused and they talked about how it excited them to see that on the road. Jenn had been married to me for ten years and Sabiha had only been married for ten months. Jenn enjoyed sexual gaming and she had encouraged Sabiha to explore the same with her new husband. As best friends they shared secrets and feelings about each other's lives including their sexual experiences. Something like this they both enjoyed; it was titillating. In retrospect Jenn realized that their conversation must have been overheard by someone on the bus.
Other than this single incident their trip up to NYC was uneventful. They were let out near Penn Station and, getting day long Metro passes, traveled all over Manhattan, enjoying lunch, a matinee performance of La Cage aux Folles, dinner, and then an evening performance of Promises, Promises. Tired from the day's activities they were ready to head back and queued up with the other passengers at the bus stop, again outside of Penn Station. I was to pick them up at their end stop in Washington and take them home to crash.
As they got on the bus they were both directed to the upper deck by a young man who said the seats below were all taken so once again Jenn and Sabiha headed up the curving steps to seats up top, pushing past another man standing at the top of the steps. Jenn recognized both men as having been on their earlier bus, but didn't think much of it other than that what were the chances. There were only two seats available and as the bus started up the only other vacant seats were taken by the man they had pushed past and the young man below who had directed them to the upper deck seats.
Once out of NYC and on the freeway the driver turned the internal lights off so everyone could sleep on the trip back to Washington; it was late at night. Jenn and Sabiha tilted their seats back and closed their eyes; Jenn soon dozed off.
Jenn's story (Jennifer – 5'8", slender, small busted with pronounced light reddish brown nipples that often stand out – serious headlights, rounded hips and butt with a flat belly ending in a thick light brown, untrimmed patch of pubic hair; pale white skin with green eyes and light brown hair, cut short, full mouth with a constant smile; loves sex and getting naked at nudist events and public places):
"I dozed off right away. I was tired. It was while I was dreaming that it happened. I was having another one of my erotic dreams where I'm on the beach with you and we are naked and doing it in front of hundreds of folks. They are cheering us on as I approach orgasm and getting wilder. It was then that I noticed that I was really being touched. Hands were rubbing my breasts and grabbing my thighs. I snapped awake and as soon as I did a hand went over my mouth and several strong hands lifted me out of my seat and carried me away to another part of the upper deck. There was now a dim light so I could see that I was surrounded by at least six men who were holding my legs and my arms and at least one who had his hand over my mouth; his hand smelled and tasted of strong cologne. This was soon replaced by a cloth that was stuffed in my mouth. The cloth was damp with some liquid which had a sweet taste to it. Some of the liquid dripped into my throat. I thought I was being drugged but I didn't pass out. Instead I felt my body get warm all over and I felt hot between my legs. I guessed it was probably an aphrodisiac and that frightened me at the prospect of what these men intended.
"The men made quick work of stripping me completely naked. First they tugged up my knit top over my head and tossed it out of sight. Then after many hands pawed my breasts, one of them released the catch on my bra and it was tugged off of me. Now my bare breasts were prodded and grabbed and tugged at again by multiple hands. My nipples were both fingered and rolled between different sets of fingers. One of the men even bent down and sucked on one of my nipples. Mind you I'm screaming at the top of my lungs and struggling mightily against being held down; I know what's coming!! But I was also embarrassed at how aroused I was becoming. My nips were standing up like little baby bottle nipples.
"Soon pawing my bare tits wasn't enough for these guys. With horror I watched as they unbuckled the belt on my jeans, unzipped them and began to tug them down and off of my hips. Since I'd taken my shoes off they didn't even have to worry about that. My jeans were off and out of sight. Then they pulled off my socks. I knew then that they wanted me completely naked and helpless, and that, for certain, I was going to be raped. I looked around for help but soon realized that it was only men surrounding me and they were all joining in on groping and molesting me or they were watching what was going on. I screamed again to no avail; the cloth was still in my mouth.
"Now a dozen hands were caressing and stroking my thighs, my butt, my belly and between my legs. One guy slipped my panties to one side and began to finger my pussy. Somebody passed him a bottle of oil and he soon had me lubricated up enough to slip two fingers inside of me. I bucked and struggled at this invasion of my privates. It didn't matter. Relentlessly he plowed his fingers in and out of my vagina until I could hear how sloppy wet I became. To my horror I was getting aroused and very wet. And it wasn't just the oil he was using on me. I was getting sloppy wet because I was in fact aroused; the oil had some of that blue liquid and I was getting extremely excited. My clit felt like it was going to get an erection it felt so hard and tingly.
"I think someone noticed my clit and how swollen it was getting because he sought it out with his fingers and began to vibrate my clit back and forth rapidly. I soon succumbed to an orgasm. That's what they wanted...me a helpless sexual object in their hands. I couldn't help myself. The hands and lips touching me all over, the rapid vibration of my swollen clit, and the repeated penetration of my slick pussy lips pushed me over the edge. My back arched up suddenly, my belly quivered and spasmed and I shuddered violently with a huge orgasm. The men all reacted with pleasure and sounds of approval that they had made me succumb and cum, my naked body helpless before their manipulations. But still they held me firm; there was no escape.
"I got angry and struggled further against the dozen hands that held me down and the other hands that played with every part of me. There was no relief. Without skipping a beat on the repeated penetration and playing with my privates the men stripped my lacy panties off and tossed them away. They opened up my legs a little wider and now I saw a camera in the hands of one of the men focusing in on my exposed crotch. I was horrified when I realized that this was going to be saved on video and probably pushed out over the internet like those Japanese films that document innocent Japanese women being groped and raped on trains and elevators. I knew then that this must have been planned, and again the realization that I would be fucked repeatedly and violated repeatedly hit me hard. I screamed again but the hand and cloth over my mouth stopped the sound from going far.
"I struggled back and forth, up and down, trying to avoid what was coming next. But it was no use; my struggling just got the men surrounding me more excited. Another man reached in between my legs, replacing the first two guys who had fingerfucked me to the first orgasm. I felt his fingers push inside of me with ease. I was so slippery from the oil and my own juices that I was ashamed that he could violate me so easily. His fingers curled up inside of me as he sought out my g-spot. His thumb pressed against my clit. He knew what he was doing. Vigorously he worked his fingers in and out of me, flicked his finger tips against my g-spot and worked his thumb up and down my clit. Within seconds, Mark, I was cumming again. I had never experienced such a rapid arousal. Again my body bucked, quivered and shook. My legs shot up in the air as my pussy just erupted with pleasure. Again the men surrounding me and holding me firm grinned and grunted approval at what they were doing to me and kept pawing my body and even my face all over.
