Excursion

Hello. My name doesn't matter, I am blonde, 1.70 meters tall, 55 kilos well distributed and everything in place. 34 years old, a beautiful 4-year-old daughter, married for 10 years, separated 6 months ago. What I will tell you here really happened two years ago: my husband invited me to go on an excursion of his company football team to a city 2 hours away from where we lived. I did not want to go because I do not like these programs, even more so that we would be camping two days in this town until they played a game again and I hate camping. Since he really wanted me and our daughter, who was two years old at the time, to go, saying that all his classmates would take their wives and children with them, I decided to do it. Everything went very well while we were there except for camping and my husband injured his knee playing soccer. On our way back, our bus broke down; it was 11 o'clock on a Sunday night in an empty dark road. An hour later a bus from the same company stopped bringing another excursion, after much discussion they decided that whoever wanted to go on foot could get in. Almost everyone did, my husband and I got into it first, me because we had a child in our arms and he was injured. The driver guided us so that we went right to the back of the bus for all to enter. When we were almost at the end of the corridor, a man in his thirties kindly stood up and offered me his seat. I thanked him and gave it to my husband for his knee but also because there was an old man sleeping beside him who smelled like ketchup. My husband sat down and took our daughter on his lap while I stood with her teddy bear in hand. The bus started filling up and I would be dragged towards the back of the bus as the driver shouted that we should go straight behind. I went to the bottom and arrived at a place where there was on one side the wall of the small bathroom that led down the corridor, behind me the man who gave me my seat, in bermuda, shirtless, very strong, about my height and very nice, and on the other side a bench where an old couple sat. The bus was filling up, and in front of me two fat women with their backs to me were coming from behind until I leaned my ass on the dick of a man who stood at the bottom of the bus. I felt embarrassed, tried to dodge but couldn't because one side of the bathroom wall and the other old people's seat prevented me from running away. The bus started to move with the interior light on, and I was all clumsy and very nervous. It felt like everyone else in the bus knew what was going on but then it dawned on me that these old people could see my butt but they couldn't see mine and were already blindfolded trying to sleep while this woman in front of me almost clinging onto me complaining about how overcrowded she had gotten with her friend who stood up for me. A few minutes later, the bus lights went out and it was completely dark except when we were passing other cars and being quickly illuminated by their headlights which rarely happened. Feeling that stick on my ass and thinking we had at least an hour of travel time, my grief turned to excitement. Although I'd never betrayed my husband, I always enjoyed seeing other sticks rubbing up against me in crowded subways, busses and elevators but everything would happen very fast but there it would take a while for us to stand still and fit well together. Time went by and all my attention was focused on my butt and that volume. I realized his dick wasn't sideways, as men usually leave it, but in the middle and down over the bag and despite its volume he was soft so I thought hard must be huge, I had a chill thinking about this, what if it got harder? Not being able to take my attention away from that stick, my erection increased, I was already wet and could not control my breathing anymore, afraid of him or the woman in front of me noticing We stayed like this for a few more minutes when what I was afraid of began to happen, that thing started growing in my little butt and it grew thicker and stretched out and climbed up, taking over the middle of my buttocks, pushing its way into the center of my thighs while at the same time thrusting my shorts and panties down onto my reins. We stayed like this for about five minutes, I couldn't control myself any longer and realized that instinctively he was already twirling his dick around a little bit. It wasn't long before I felt his hands on my waist pulling me backwards and squeezing the stick against my ass. I freaked out, closed my eyes, opened my legs slightly, pushed my butt hard and threw myself backward; I could feel that huge stick pressing against my arse and into my skirt, its hairy strong breast leaning against my back, her leg hairs against mine, started to move her arse brazenly, forcing it towards her cock. He started kissing my neck, he lifted his hands up from underneath my blouse to my breasts and I enjoyed it moaning very quietly. He walked away, I felt him open his bermuda, I lowered my hand and grabbed that wonderful stick, it was very hard, big and much thicker than my husband's, I squeezed, smoothed and caressed its bag. Crazy with a boner and no longer worried about the women in front of me, I turned around and began to kiss and lick this man. Grabbing his stick I went down, licking his chest and belly, knelt on my knees and began to suck and lick his cock, licked his bag, groin and combs, smelling the man's scent of him and his hands in my head. Delayedly delighted myself with that mast until he enjoyed filling up my mouth, dripping it through my chin and neck, swallowing what I could and rubbing the rest onto my body, face and breasts. I climbed up, grabbed his neck, put my face on his shoulder and clung to him kissing the back of his neck as I felt his hands smooth over my ribs and butt and his half-soft cock leaning against my waistband through my already soaked shorts and panties. I noticed that the woman in front of me had moved away a little bit, probably because she realized what was going on. She didn't know her and knew it was from our trip; I was afraid she would tell someone about what happened and my bad husband would find out but I refused to do so as this is all I could do. We continued caressing each other, he kissed me and stuck his tongue into my mouth, felt his dick hardening again, grabbed me firmly by the waist and put me back in his seat with his back towards the fat lady. I thought it was the best, because that would make me feel more at ease. I grabbed his already hard dick again and he tried to put his hand in my shorts from behind but couldn't do so. He pulled his hands up and lowered my shorts and panties down to the middle of my thighs, turned me sideways and stuck his dick between my legs, I was vibrating feeling that hot, hard, thick cock on my pubic lips and in my fully flabby hips, felt its combs bursting into my ass. I shuddered at the thought of carrying that stick up my ass, didn't say anything and tried again to put it in my little mouthpiece but once more failed. Tried turning around to kneel down and suck his dick back into me, but he held on tightly so almost tearfully I grabbed him by the tail, pushed his butt over and positioned it against the entrance of my arsehole. With both hands on the back of my bus and holding my daughter's teddy bear with my mouth, I began to roll feeling that huge head in the entrance of my butt, he started forcing it and I rolled slowly, felt the little door of my ass threatening to open, although his erection was afraid to be penetrated by this pause, he pushed and I instinctively went lying down at the bottom of the bus when there was nowhere else to run, climbing up, rising until I stood on tiptoes, feeling that my ass had already reached its maximum resistance. He stopped, he didn't push anymore and gave me no respite I was sweating all over my body feeling him with one hand on my waist and the other holding his dick firmly at the entrance of my ass. My legs, tired of standing on my toes started shaking. I tried to grab his stick and pull it out from the entrance of my little butt but he grabbed my hand so that I didn't have any more strength to hold onto my feet. So I began going down. I saw stars, my whole body trembled and cried in pain while biting the teddy bear. My ass felt too hunched up like it was going to burst or tear itself apart again he boiled my breasts back into one two three fingers on my soaked xana bite me on the neck but didn't stick anymore waiting for my pussy to get used to that thickness. And really little by little i got accustomed to the pain feeling my butt full and a pressure in my stomach as if something inside of me were trying to push this shit out of my pussy The hard-on was again greater than the pain, I took my teddy bear out of his mouth and began to roll slowly until he felt its combs resting on my butt and enjoyed like a dog while my ass throbbed with pain and pleasure. He sensing my vibration started an in and out, very slowly I almost died of erection when he took off that long thick thing stopping before his head came out and returned to fill up my little bundle. We stayed like this for 20 minutes sometimes he stopped and held me so it would stop rolling maybe not make fun yet My ass was burning and throbbing but I loved being caught myself completely forgot about the people around me I wanted to spend the rest of my life up there with him, with that long thick pause stuck in my little ass. He started pumping me faster and harder, I kept rolling in that shit despite feeling pain. Suddenly he buried everything very hard, almost got my feet off the ground, felt his dick vibrating, releasing several jets of hot fuck inside my ass while squeezing my breasts, had fun like never before, cried with passion and licked his face and kissed him desperately. We stood still, he was stuck on my pussy for quite a long time. Before his dick softened, he began to slowly pull it out of me. I felt like relieving that pressure and fearing the fluid would come pouring down my thighs from inside me. I felt when it all came out, quickly lifted up my underwear and shorts, turned to kiss the mouth of my lover When I sensed that there was something inside my panties, took a shock, passed through him and went into the bathroom, as he tried to lower his shorts and pants to sit in the jar, saw myself in the mirror next door and almost died. I took off my clothes, sat in the jar and started crying desperately not knowing what to do with myself felt so ashamed thinking about my husband the man who had eaten me the people on the bus all that i'd done sitting there in the vase threw my underwear into the trash can shorts washed it from a small sink next door wiped out the floor and legs when i went to wipe my ass and passed toilet paper through another pussy got shocked huge cock-thick hole caught me I panicked, thought that everything had exploded, kept cleaning and crying a lot, saw lots of sperm and blood along with the feces. After it was all clean I still sat thinking about what I'd done, gave my ass to a man who I didn't even know, did not use condoms, had broken his butt, and the woman probably realized what happened? Would my husband find out? Some time later, I felt like the bus stopped, got nervous with very burning buttocks, put on my wet shorts and waited some more. I opened the door slowly, saw the old couple coming out at the end of the line in the corridor, didn't see my husband nor the man who ate me, did not know whether to be happy or sad for not seeing him. Came off the bus, my husband and daughter, both with sleepy faces, were waiting for me without suspecting anything. Looked around looking for that man but he was nowhere to be found. Took my daughter into my arms, felt a pinch on her butt when I tried hard and we went away as if nothing had happened. Spent one week with severe pain in my ass self-medicating myself so as not to go to the doctor. Never gave up my arse again and never betrayed my husband. I never saw that man again who made me lose my mind and act like a slut.