Fucking the bus driver
There's something very wrong with this website: you can't save the story you're writing. Yesterday I was writing the second part of Erika's story in the zone and at the end I hit the back button and I lost everything I had written. And this has happened before. I'm not going to write the end of the story anymore.
From now on, I'll only write short stories.
I don't like riding the bus, but I like to tease the males.
Here at home, there's a line that runs through the city to a neighborhood on the other side.
I always take the bus at rush hour when the bus is crowded. Of course I always wear minimal and provocative dresses and I'm in the hallway taking up a lot of space. It's a party, the males want to be behind me, to keep me shrinking and I always carry a large bag kind of beach, so that in front and the most daring can pass their hand on my Xana, sometimes I even go without underwear. When I take the bus at a time of little movement I sit in the back in the middle of that big seat that goes all the way up the back of the bus and when I sit down I take the bag and I'm showing Xana to everyone.
Those days when I was climbing I noticed the driver who was very nice. I couldn't get close to him because here you board in front and already passes the roulette. I stayed right after the roulette which is the best place to be cornered. While the males were cornering me I thought how I would fuck the driver.
I had an idea, and I wrote a note: "I want to fuck you at the end point".
The driver read it and looked at me with a "yes" sign, and I sat in the back seat, and I was showing the bucket to the people, and that day I was wearing no underwear.
We got to the end point and had a passenger to board. He said the bus had a problem and he was going to fix it.
I already took off the little clothes I was wearing and while he was driving I took out his dick and started to smack him. He went to the end of the street in a place with little movement. He took me to the back seat sat me on his dick and sent the stick inside. He made me stand up supported on the back seat and I grabbed his ass tightly and opened his legs. He had a small but very hard roll and was cute. He fucked hard and vigorously and I immediately enjoyed. I sat him on the bench, I leaned on the back of his dick and I sat on his dick I fucked nice until he made fun. When I finished I saw that I had some molecules watching the fuck through the small window of the back door.
After the fuck, I asked him his name, and if he always did that line, he said he was filling in for a driver, but he'd try to stay on the line, and he got back on the bus to pick up the passengers, and two old ladies got on, and they looked me up and down, and they said,
- I bet she was dating the driver!
I stood up and whispered in their ear:
- I wasn't dating him, I was fucking him.
I sat down again and walked dumb-faced to the point of my house.
From now on, I'll only write short stories.
I don't like riding the bus, but I like to tease the males.
Here at home, there's a line that runs through the city to a neighborhood on the other side.
I always take the bus at rush hour when the bus is crowded. Of course I always wear minimal and provocative dresses and I'm in the hallway taking up a lot of space. It's a party, the males want to be behind me, to keep me shrinking and I always carry a large bag kind of beach, so that in front and the most daring can pass their hand on my Xana, sometimes I even go without underwear. When I take the bus at a time of little movement I sit in the back in the middle of that big seat that goes all the way up the back of the bus and when I sit down I take the bag and I'm showing Xana to everyone.
Those days when I was climbing I noticed the driver who was very nice. I couldn't get close to him because here you board in front and already passes the roulette. I stayed right after the roulette which is the best place to be cornered. While the males were cornering me I thought how I would fuck the driver.
I had an idea, and I wrote a note: "I want to fuck you at the end point".
The driver read it and looked at me with a "yes" sign, and I sat in the back seat, and I was showing the bucket to the people, and that day I was wearing no underwear.
We got to the end point and had a passenger to board. He said the bus had a problem and he was going to fix it.
I already took off the little clothes I was wearing and while he was driving I took out his dick and started to smack him. He went to the end of the street in a place with little movement. He took me to the back seat sat me on his dick and sent the stick inside. He made me stand up supported on the back seat and I grabbed his ass tightly and opened his legs. He had a small but very hard roll and was cute. He fucked hard and vigorously and I immediately enjoyed. I sat him on the bench, I leaned on the back of his dick and I sat on his dick I fucked nice until he made fun. When I finished I saw that I had some molecules watching the fuck through the small window of the back door.
After the fuck, I asked him his name, and if he always did that line, he said he was filling in for a driver, but he'd try to stay on the line, and he got back on the bus to pick up the passengers, and two old ladies got on, and they looked me up and down, and they said,
- I bet she was dating the driver!
I stood up and whispered in their ear:
- I wasn't dating him, I was fucking him.
I sat down again and walked dumb-faced to the point of my house.
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