My name is Emma, I am a 22 old age old, bubbly girl.

I am blonde, dreary eyed, oval faced, fit, female child side by side room access type that you would need to marry, but in the inside I am a horny woman of the street craving cock all the time.

I had evening field group in the library, which ran late.

I left the subroutine library close to midnight, and saw the net bus for the path back home approaching the bus plosive consonant.

I get on the bus, and as I was looking for my bus pass, I was feeling the bus device driver's eyes focusing on my long legs, and radical mini skirt, then moving his eyes to my tank top which tightly wraps my sizing 36 C boobs with my nipple made their presence known through the white semi transparent textile, as I did not wear a bra.

I scanned my bus base on balls to pay the fare, I smiled, giggled then headed back twerking, because I knew the bus driver was watching me from the rear perspective mirror.

I was the only if one in the bus, and I wanted some secrecy from the eyes of the degenerate driver, so I headed to the last row, which was a five person derriere running across the vertebral column of the bus, with other seat blocking the view from the movement, except the middle one seat, and there was ad gore blocking the view from the number one wood in the centre of the bus. I sat by the window on the number one wood side.

Two stops later, a tall, tattooed, well built guy probably at to the lowest degree twice my age got on the bus. He was looking at his phone and slowly making his way back. He put his phone in his air pocket and noticed me. Without saying a Good Book, he slowly made it all the way to the back, and sat at the other end of my hindquarters, by the other window.

I pretended to cut him and looked out from the window, but I was able to see him from the observation in the glass at Night.

He was looking at me like a hungry lion which found his pray, and I was seeing his hand is rubbing his crotch as he was looking at the pale skin of my legs, my ultra mini skirt that is accentuating my panoptic hips and narrow waist, my tenacious swan like neck, my curvy boobs with my nipples probably even more seeable from the side of meat, and my soft beautiful smooth graceful coat of arms and hands.

As I looked out the windowpane, I thought that he probably was fantasizing about him pinning me to the floor of the bus, lift my miniskirt skirt, finding out that I have no underwear, and pushing his cock repeatedly deep inside me until he fills my pussy with his cum, then leave me on the floor and get off the bus.

If only I knew.

As I was fantasizing what he was fantasizing about me, I noticed from the window reflection that he unzipped his blue jean and pulled his cock out, and started to masturbate as he was fucking me with his eyes.

I pretended not to notice, and continued to calculate outside the window, while seeing the mirror image of him playing with his cock. He had a nice uncut hammer, and his prepuce was hiding and exposing the glazed mushroom cloud head of his cock, as he moved his mitt up and down. His hammer was rule size but well shaped. It looked attractive.



I couldn't help myself looking at his dick from the window, and something inside me started to get warm. A entire stranger was masturbating looking at me, and I was getting worked up !

I experienced many deviant trying to rub against me as they pass by, fondle or, contact by mistake, and even trying to put their cock in my helping hand in crowded concerts, which I got away, but this time for some rationality I got excited. Maybe I was always with the Nice educated guys and the rawness of this guy was turning me on.

He had callused script and big coat of arms, and aged nerve due to the continuous sun exposure doing outside work. Nevertheless, he seemed to have a assurance that I didn't see much in early men when they faced a hot charwoman like me.

I decided to toy with the guy, at the end, we were in a bus, there was a device driver, so I was safe.

I looked at the guy, and he continued masturbating locking his center into mine.

I bite my rim, licked my index finger, pulled my mini annulus up and started playing with myself, as I watch his peter brain coming in and out of his foreskin.

I was wet, I started drawing circles around my clit, and occasionally fingering my kitty-cat. He got more excited and started to stroke his cock harder.

I got hornier and horny as I fingered my hot wet pussycat, feeling the niggardness, the texture, and the increasing temperature of my twat on my fingers. My Einstein who normally stops me from taking grave actions went off the window, and my animal sex instinct took over.

I scooted over and sat next to the guy, he looked puzzled."it's OK"I said, I hold his hand on his pecker, pushing excursus, and grabbed his rotating shaft and started stroking him.

He put his hired man on my pubic bone, and pushed his two thick, backbreaking digit inside of me, and started to feel get laid me, his fingerbreadth rubbing my clitoris as they go in and out of my wet twat."You are so soaked and wet"he said."You are rock-and-roll operose"I replied with an evilness smile."Because of you"he said, with a smile."I got that a lot"I replied, confidently.

I liked his compliments, so I decided to make his day, and go beyond masturbating him. I was giving blow line to my friends, people I meet at the bars, and this guy probably never got a blow job from a hot college student, so I decided to establish him a Jacob's ladder reverse job.

I leaned down on his hard cock, pushed his prepuce back with my paw, and appreciated his smart red shiny mushroom cock pass.

I looked all around his penis, and it was looking healthy with no signs of disease, so I decided to be active forward.

I licked the tip of his read/write head with the tip of my tongue, then I wrapped my soft ardent lip around his cock head and started rolling my tongue around the capitulum, drawing circles.

He pulled his speech sound and started recording me, I didn't care, I was already on the net from the leak out revenge videos of my boyfriends.

I pushed his cock towards his hairy belly and pulled his balls out of his jeans, making his testicle, shaft and head available for me to devour.

I gently bit his balls, just enough for me to see some pain mix in with delight in his face.

I smiled and while looking at him in the eye, I started slowly licking his clod, moved lips and tongue on to the shaft, then to the head, and down, and up again, polishing his formal, slam and drumhead with my tongue, mouth and saliva.

He was looking at me in blow, awe, and pleasance. He probably didn't believe his eyes that a middling college girl was giving him a blow job in a midnight bus, but today was his lucky day.

Next I grabbed his shaft by the rootage and put his cock head in my mouth, wrapping tightly where the head connects to shaft with my sassing, moving my tongue left and right under the oral sex of his thick cock.

I slowly pushed his dick into my oral cavity as I continued to move my tongue left and right field, which was now massaging both his shaft and the head, he started caressing my hair, shoulders, ass.

Then I pushed his turncock head into my throat, making a vacuum, and starting moving my headland back and forth and left and ripe. I was feeling his hard but flaccid cock read/write head pressing against my right hand of my throat, then right of my pharynx, then getting squeezed by the narrowing wet warm transition in the backbone of my throat,"this is better than a pussy"he moaned, as he was fingering my pussy.

I was holding him in my constricting pharynx as I was tickling his balls with my long finger nails."You are awesome"he said. I looked up at his appreciating eyes and winked with a smile, and started to rag the sensitive area under his mushroom head with my tongue.

When I was feeling that he was about to come, I was stopping to delay and torture him, then I was continuing, I was feeling his glob were getting warmer and his load volume was getting heavy in his prostate gland as I prolong the flirt.

We passed several bus stops, and I realized I was close to my bus stop.

I looked him in the eye and said"I want to live with all your cum, and not waste a drop, pop ”, his optic got brighter, I wrapped my lips around his dick, started stroking his ray of light with one manus, rubbing his balls with the other, rolling my tongue around his prick. `` Good little girl, suck your daddy harder ! '' he exclaimed, `` I will swear out your dinner soon ''

I was feeling he was about to come, his cock veins and head word swell.

I thought to myself, he was probably holding and trying not to follow as practically as possible. I looked him in the eye and said"give it to me, daddy, give it to me ”, and put his cock back in my mouth.

That made him get over the boundary, he closed his middle and pushed his head back, his whole trunk tensed up, `` I am coming '' he grunted, trying not to shout in the bus, then he started squirting strings over strings of warm up tasty cum flooding my mouth as he was squeezing my ass with his strong calloused hands.

My mouth was wax of cum, I waited until his dick softened and continued to suck his cum, keeping his cock head in my backtalk, as I was looking him in the eye with my bright blue optic and a smile.

I took his peter out of my mouth, and with a joyful aspect I opened my mouth to show all the cum on my tongue."Good miss ”, he said. I giggled and swallow it all, and continued licking and swallowing oozing cum as his cock went completely limp. Timing was perfect, this was my bus plosive speech sound, I gave him a kiss,"thanks, dada ”, and got off the bus.

As the bus leaving the stop, I waved at him and blew a kiss, but he was not looking, he was watching the picture of us he just recorded.

"What a jerked meat"I said to myself,"he used me then didn't even say unspoilt bye, like all men do ”. Then I thought,"if I want a cock, I have to deal with this reality ”, and started walking towards my sister 's domicile, which was where I was living. I knew my sister 's husband were waiting for his sister in law ; ) .