Lia’s Eventful Bus Ride Home




I smiled at the bus driver as I boarded the bus to go home from a depressing day at school, and he nodded back to me. I decided to sit in an empty row next to the window, and stared at the people swarming outside. As the bus started to shuffle along, I jumped when someone abruptly sat next to me. He gave me a crooked grin. He had messy black hair, and forget-me dirty brown eyes. I looked at him, unsure why he sat next to me instead of on the various other free seats. It can’t have been that I was attractive, because I wasn’t. I had long, plain brown hair that matched my boring brown eyes. My breasts were an average size, not nearly as big as some of the cheerleaders at my school. My only pride was my ass. It was round, firm, and made guys stare at me when I turned around. I shook the thoughts away, feeling silly. I didn’t even know the man, he probably just sat there because it was closest to the door. Adding onto the fact that I had had no sleep the night before, the gentle rocking of the bus lulled me to sleep.


I stared at the girl sleeping beside me, grinning slightly. She looked young, and although she wasn’t the best-looking girl, I had seen her sexy ass when she turned to put her bag down. Gently shaking her to make sure she was fully asleep, I placed my hand on her thigh. It had been a while since I had a good fuck, and my cock was getting an erection fast. I slid my hand up and down her leg, getting closer to her private. She shifted, and I froze, but relaxed as she muttered in her sleep and kept going. Lifting my hand off her inner thigh, I gently eased my hand onto her right breast, squeezing gently. She moaned slightly, and I chuckled. I squeezed harder, now confident she was out cold. I moved on to her left and twisted her nipple. Growing tired, I put my hand straight onto her wet pussy and edged a finger in. She twisted slightly, but still didn’t wake up, and I soon added another finger. The hair on my nape lifted as I realized she was about to wake. I cleaned my fingers up, and tugged her sexy black down to cover her. Just as well, she startled awake, rubbing her eyes.

I had the strangest dream, she muttered looking at me. I gave her a shrug, and she turned back to face the window, before immediately scooting past me to go to the bathroom. When she came back she looked annoyed and sat back down. About 10 minutes later, I got bold and placed my hand on her thigh. She looked up at me with wide eyes, but I just smirked. Fondling her bare thigh with one hand, I freed my hard cock with the other. The girl looked terrified which only turned me on more. Without much resistance, I placed her hand on my cock and forced her to start stroking it.


I was in shock. The man beside me had his hands on me, and I was stroking his-thing. When his hand got to my private, I looked at him pleadingly.

“Please,” I whispered. “I’m still a virgin.” He smiled, but there was no happiness in it. With no warning, he ripped off my shirt and skirt, leaving me in my underwear. I felt exposed, but the man immediately began unclipping my bra and taking off my underwear. He groped my breasts as I retreated into the back of my mind, still stroking his cock. Hating myself for it, I could feel myself growing wet from his fondling. He noticed and immediately reached down with one hand to stick a finger in me, still squeezing my breast. Dying inside of embarrassment, I moaned, unable to hold it back. This encouraged him and he stuck another finger in, pumping fast. Moving on quickly he stuffed all his fingers in. It was too much. I closed my eyes, unable to bear seeing myself lost like this. That was why I was not prepared when he suddenly slammed his cock into me. I screamed from the pain, borderline pleasure. I wanted to cry, but couldn’t when he was still pushing his long hard length inside me, ultimately taking my virginity. He went faster and faster, pumping into me with an animalistic ferocity until I finally reached an orgasm with a shuddering yelp. Even then he kept going until he squirted his cum all over my face and onto my breasts. He licked my sweetness off his fingers, gave me one last look of satisfaction before heading off the bus. Only when he left, leaving me lying on the seat, did I start to cry.