When I was sixteen I had this bus driver named Rob. He was in his fifties, and the dainty guy out there. He would always lecture to the kids on his bus, but I think I was his pet. I would always get in the bus first so that we could talk, and in the three years I had had him as a driver we became ending. So it came as no surprisal to me or my parents when he asked if I wanted to come over to his house to shovel nose candy for voluntary hours. My parents said yes, and that night instead of getting off at my bus hitch I stayed on until he brought me to his planetary house.

Before I go any further, let me give you a lilliputian bit of information about myself. I was tall for my age, around 5'9 ”, and I was in pretty honest physique. Not for any exercise I did, but the fact that I had a fast metabolic process and upright factor. I had 38DD tits, which I had caught Rob staring at more than once, and a dainty round bubble butt. I had short tomentum, which I was always dying random colouration. At the minute it was blue. Okay, back to the story.

When I finished shovelling Rob's driveway, he invited me in to his household for some hot umber and a snack, which I ate gratefully. My parents weren't coming to pick me up until six, and it was only four by the time we moved to his living elbow room, sitting next to each other on the couch.

"So Olivia, how's your beau ?"Rob asked, slinging an arm around my berm.

I grimaced, looking up at him."Non existent. He dumped me yesterday."

"Awe sweetheart, that's no honest. Come here."He opened his arms, and I scooted towards him so I was practically sitting on his lap. He wrapped his blazon around me, and I felt my titty press into his chest. When I pulled away, the positioning of his arm around my shoulder made his hand capitulation almost to my boob.

I smirked slightly at the feeling of it, a design whirring in my mind."Yeah, it sucks. He was no good anyway though. horrible at fucking, and he had a tiny dick."

Rob turns promising red at my words, and he looks down at me sternly."That's no way to speak Olivia. Pretty girl like you shouldn't have a potty mouth like that."

I giggle, arching back back enough so that my chest is pushed into his bridge player."That's not all this tiddly mouth can do."I say with a smirk.

Rob looks down at the hand he now has pressed to my bosom, the merely affair between our tegument was my thin tshirt and bra, and a knowing smile crosses his grimace. He squeezes my bosom lightly, as if testing my reaction, and when I don't react he slips his large hand into my bra.

I let out a piano groan as his finger moving-picture show over my nipple, which have always been quite raw, and I lean up to press a kiss to his lips. He responds in kind, kissing me back with a hunger. Soon our tongues are tangling, and his manus is still tight on my boob.

I swing my leg up and over his, so I'm facing him still but now straddling him. Out kiss doesn't diaphragm, and soon his former hand finds my breast. I moan into his sassing, grinding down on the hard stopcock I can feel in his bloomers. He moans too, and we pull away, panting into each other's rima oris. He reaches down to the bottom of my shirt, and I pull it off. He reaches behind me, unclipping by bra and pulling it down my arms, letting my perky mamilla gratis.

He leans forward, latching onto one of my nipples, and I tilt my headland back and moan loudly."Fuck Rob, yes hold on doing that."I moan out, and I feel his teeth scrape my nipple. I can feel wetness already dripping between my legs, every passing game of his tongue sending a line of fire to my pussycat. Suddenly he pulls back, and I whine is dislike.

"I believe you said there was something else that middling mouth of yours could do ?"He says, and I smirk, slowly sliding off of him to the flooring in between his legs.

"Oh, so now it's a pretty backtalk ?"I ask with a giggle, my wrangle dying in my pharynx as he starts to undo his pants. I reach up and help, yanking them over his thighs along with a pair of white boxers. His stopcock springs rid, slapping against his venter. It's around eight in long, way bigger than my ex's. I smile hungrily, reaching up and wrapping my finger's breadth around it, stroking from top to base. I run my fingers over his balls before returning to the tip, gliding my script through the precum already there.

Rob moan, his head tilted back in pleasure, so he doesn't see as I sit up, taking the fountainhead into my mouth. I see him snatch to full attention, and he watches as I slowly sink my school principal onto his length, slowly taking all of him into my backtalk. I have no gag reflex, so it was quite easy to do.

When I reach the base, Rob grabs the back of my oral sex, forcing me to stay there. I breathe through my nose, focusing on the smell of him. Soon he lets me go, only to set about fucking my font with a wildness, moan erupting from his mouth. I let him do it my case, loving the spirit of his orchis slapping against my Chin. After a few moments of this, he pulls out of my oral fissure with a pop.

"Wan na fuck you."He moans, and I nod, standing up. He moves, grabbing me by the arms and placing me on the couch where he was just sitting. He yanks down my knickers, then reaches out for my panties. Those seem to frustrate him, so he just rip them off my consistency and throws them aside. I hiss in indignation, but he doesn't notice.

He kneels down, pressing his face into my pussy, lapping up the wetness he finds there. Soon, his tongue is joined my fingers, two of them forcing their way into my tight golf hole. I moan loudly, bucking up into his face. He finger fucks me quickly, his rima oris latched onto my clit, and soon in cumming on his cheek, my juice going everywhere.

As I'm cumming, he stands up and slips his shaft into me, which only intensifies my climax, and soon I'm writhing around his cock. He shows no self ascendancy, fucking into me like a madman, his balls slapping my ass. He leans down, latching onto one of my nipple, sucking hard, and soon I'm cumming around his Brobdingnagian turncock again. I hear him grunt, his fortuity becoming faster and faster until he stops, and I feel ropes of cum being spurted into my kitty.

I let out a gasp, trying to push him off me, but he stays put. He tilts his head towards my ear, and I hear him whisper"I'm sterile. You won't get pregnant."Before he latched onto my nipple again.

I sigh slightly, and I wait for him to finish cumming in me. Once he pulls out, he flops down on the frame side by side to me. We're both trousering, the corpse of our sexual climax still coursing through us. I lean over and osculate him, and at that present moment we hear a car clout into the drive. My parents had arrived to pick me up.

I scramble to find my clothes, grimicing at the torn underclothes. I throw them at Rob, and he catches them, pressing them to his nose."A fiddling token for you."I laugh, and he laughs too.

He stands up, walking over to press a buss to my lips before I walk out the door."I'll see you on Monday."He says with a smirk, and slaps my ass as I walk out the door.

I reply with a grin."See you on Monday.. ”