Fucking the Bus Driver on My Way Home

Once Upon A Bus Ride

My friends and I were on the bus heading home after a long day. We had a new bus driver who we all agreed was one of the hottest older guys we’d ever seen. Fucking the bus driver suddenly became a game we all wanted to play. For fun we dared each other to see if we could lure and seduce him. Unfortunately, none of my friends could catch his attention, but I had a little tick up my skirt and took the seat behind him when my friends got off at their stop.

Fucking the bus driver was all I could think about. Somehow I needed to get his attention, but in a safe way that wasn’t overly obvious. I was wearing a short skirt and managed to catch his eyes in the mirror above him. My eyes met his, and a smile slowly spread across my face. His eyes darted from the mirror to the road several times, clearly he knew what I was trying to do. This had to be one of his fantasy sex dreams.

His Eyes Lingered Between My Thighs

I let my finger tickle the edge of my skirt, my thighs opened teasingly showing a small triangle of white cotton. Of course, he couldn’t stop himself from staring. The last stop from mine let out the rest of the students. We were finally alone, and he knew that fucking the bus driver was what I craved. “What’s your name, young lady?” he asked, “Leila. But my name isn’t what you really wanna know is it?” I teased. “No, I want to see what’s behind those white panties, Leila. you wanna show me?”

Of course I was only too happy to perform a shameless act of before him in the mirror while he drove along the route. My legs opened all the way and I pulled my cotton panties to the side revealing my soft hairless pussy to him. Clearly, this had the effect I was seeking, because his eyes were not on the road and he almost hit the guard rail. “Fucking the bus driver is on my list of things I wanna do…think you could help me with that?” I asked.

Fucking The Bus Driver Became My Reality

The bus went by my stop and continued until he found a secluded place to pull over. I’d been playing with myself the entire time getting myself ready for whatever he was willing to give. “You gonna tell your friends about fucking the bus driver, Leila, or is this our little secret?” he asked while pulling his cock out of his pants. “Mmm, make me cum, and I promise it will be our little secret.” I said while taking his cock in my hand and drawing him into my wet hungry mouth.

This was way better than fucking while drunk. Hearing the sexy drive moan made my pussy clench with need. Thankfully, since he was much older he knew exactly what I needed. He pushed me into the seat and put my knees under my chin. “You’re not a virgin, right?” he asked while rubbing the head of his cock on the opening of my pussy lips. I gave a little laugh and told him I wasn’t. His cock slipped with ease deep inside me. For a moment he held still feeling my muscles tighten around him. “Fuck you’re so fucking tight!” he said.

He pulled out and asked me to get on top. I was fucking the bus driver like I was a rodeo rider when all of a sudden a knock came on the door of the bus. Stay tuned for part two!

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