CLOSED IN THE BUS

Well, every day I took a bus at 7:00, always a little crowded. On Monday I see a whole social guy (gravata, white blouse and tight social pants in the trunk). At first I felt excited, but nothing that was very exciting... When I see myself staring at that little hottie's suitcase, I get a little embarrassed, because I imagine people around me noticed, including the guy himself. But I believe that instead of scaring him, it made him excited, because in the blink of an eye the man was next to me. I was determined to make this crazy guy horny, especially after he started staring at me indiscreetly... The first turn the bus took, I threw myself against that body that called me... Then I let my arm rubbed in his and felt the heat of that skin glued to mine. At the same time I could see that he had become excited, because a large volume appeared in his tight pants... It made me even crazier and faster than I expected my dick also gave me a sign of life. The guy didn't pry, the first to fill the bus positioned himself behind me and then felt something hard like a rock and hot as if he were in hot swirl on my ass. It didn't take long and I started to roll in the bus movement on that pistol that now had more or less an idea of its size of grandeur. My dick in my underwear got all mushy and felt that every roll got more lubricated that man's dick, than gradually, it looked like it was going to invade me right there. I took my hand to his dick and confirmed the suspicion that that stick was already all horny... By the pants I knew for sure. As I was just about to reach my point and had no idea where he was going to go down, I intensified my twigs in that prick. I'd roll around like a fucking zone... I forgot it was on the bus. To my surprise, I felt a hot heat on my neck and a slight groan made me almost come at that moment. In this excitement that broke into me, I held on so I wouldn't squirm anymore, yet I felt that prick throbbing and with a few more moans I found out that the guy was coming. He came to orgasm with just my roll and didn't even care that he was on a bus with a bunch of people... My point has come, I came down with great shame and looked at that happy face for the last time. After that day I didn't have the courage to take the same bus, because everyone would look at me, thinking I was a sexual pervert, but I jerked off a lot remembering this wonderful day...