Chapter 18 TOUR BUS QUICKIE pt 3
That night after dinner: barbecue, hot dogs, and some rounds of drinks. I felt her hand brush mine. “Walk with me?” She whispered.
We slipped into the woods, and the air was cooler now. The bus was parked nearby, visible from where we stood. “Let's go back there,” she said, pulling me towards it. The driver had left it unlocked for some reason that favoured us.
We climbed in, the door made a creaking noise, it was dark inside, only shadows from the moon, lighting the seat.
“Round two,” she said, pushing me against the railings. Her hands were on my belt, already yanking it open. “I can't stop thinking about the way you filled me up earlier. “
I landed softly kissed on her neck. “Good. Because I want to bend you over. “
She stripped in spilt seconds, her clothes landing on the floor, her naked body glowing, pretty curves, and smooth skin. I dropped my pants, and I was hard from just looking at her.
She bent over a seat, ass up, looking back at me. “Fuck me rough, from the back.”
I held her hips, shoving in with one move. She gasped, the sound sharp in the quiet bus. I pounded her, our bodies making sexual sounds, the bus rocking slightly under our weight.
“I love how you take my cock, your pussy is so damn wet and slippery.”
“Harder baby, “ she begged for more. “Pull my hair.”
Pulling her head back, I began thrusting deeper. Her moans grew louder. “Shhhh…you want to alert the others.”
We changed positions, she on her back, her legs over my shoulders. I drove in, hitting her G-spot, making her eyes roll in their socket. “Ah. Yes, Mmm, right there! Fuck you're gonna make me cum again.”
“Yeah, do it, cock thirsty slut, cum on my dick.” I said.
Her body started convulsing, nails digging into my arms, the pain mixed with pleasure. I went it deeper. I felt my ejaculation rising, pulling out I commanded her to kneeling, abd started cumming on her tits this time.
We laid there, snuggled in the tight corner. Watching the stars through the window. Sex in the bus made it thrilling wild. I had totally forgotten my girlfriend.
Over the weekend, at every chance we got, we had quickies in the hmbus when others hiked, dirty talks flowed between us. I would ask her you like being my little whore in the bus?” She would reply. “Yes daddy, use me.”
It was the last day of the tour, I sat under the moonlight recounting our escapades. I remember the first time she straddled me, the way her hair fell over her face, tickling my chest. The bus windows weren't completely tinted, antibes walking back go see us if they looked hard. The thought of that made me thrusts harder, more urgent.
“Imagine if they saw us, “ she whispered between kisses. “ saw me riding you like this, my boobs out, moaning like a bitch in the heat.”
“I won't stop” I said “I'd keep fucking you, let em watch.”
“You're so bad and good at this.” She said laughing in a sexy way, flipping her hair back.
When I fingered her, her juices poured out, dripping down my hand, soaking the seat. The wet sound mixed with her whimpers was a huge turn on for me.
At one point, I slowed down and began teasing her. Circly lightly, then stopping. She whined, hips jerking. “Please…”
“Beg for it,” I commanded.
"Please, finger me. Make me cum."
Good girl. I inserted my fingers, curling, hitting her G-spot. She came fast, her body shaking, dripping wet.
Her oral game was next-level. Her mouth on my cock, her soft lips sucking the tip of my shaft, her tongue swirling. She deepthroated, gagging a bit, eyes watering, but she kept going. “You like that?” She asked, popping off.
"Fuck yes. Don't stop."
She swallowed my full length again, her hands twisting at the base. I could smell her wet pussy in the air, mixed with the bus's greasy odor.
When we fucked, it was raw. Her walls gripped me like a vice, milking every inch. Sweat stung my eyes, but I didn't care. Her nails scratched my back, leaving marks I feel I would regret later.
After the wild session, we talked. “That was insane.” I said
What's your wildest fantasy?" she asked
"This is pretty close," I replied. "Public sex with a hot stranger, I mean you're hot."
She laughed. "Well, mine is being dominated in nature. Tie me up or something."
I used my belt to tie her hands loosely. "Like this?"
“Yeah. Want to go again tonight?”
“Yes. Now fuck me helpless."
Second night: The bus was parked under the stars, we snucked in after midnight. She came with a blanket from her tent, spreading it on the back seat. “Let's feel comfortable this time,” she said.
" She gave me a BJ, slow and teasing. A kind of payback. “Tell me when you're close.”
When I did, she stopped, “Not yet darling.”
After she was done teasing me, she slowly inserted my dick in her, riding, twisting her waist. “You feel how deep you are?”
“Like hell, yeah. So sweet.”
We increased the pace. “Pound my pussy.”
“Take this cock, bitch call me daddy.”
“Daddyy…” she moaned
“Say you love me pounding you hard.” I groaned
Orgasm hitting us as our cum mixed together.
On the last day. The bus felt like our secret spot. Last fuck before leaving. It was fast and full of energy. She bent over the driver's seat, I stood behind her. “Let's fuck fast, before they load up.”
I did, hitting her hard and fast. She bit her lip to muffle screams. We came together, breathless and weak.
We sat together on the ride home, our hands linked under a jacket. “Best trip ever,” she said. “Guess what I needed from work was sex relief.”
We laughed together, it felt so good. Like pure magic.
That unplanned bus tour, changed me. And now every bus ride reminds me of her, the woods, the heat. And my girlfriend? I went home, back to her acting like nothing ever happened.