The past makes itself known
Getting on the bus, I realized I had made a mistake. "I should have walked," flashed through my mind. There was a huge crowd, the bus itself was very stuffy and hot. Several people immediately pressed against me with their bodies. I found myself surrounded by backs, from which nothing was visible. "Well, maybe at least the conductor won't notice," I thought. The ride was long, there were no free seats, of course...
I've been standing for half an hour already, and home is still far away. I sigh, take my phone out of my bag. I make a few calls, put it back. I feel a passenger who just entered the cabin pressing me against the wall. Of course, it was very hot, I
got angry. But there was nothing to be done, I couldn't turn around or move. But suddenly... Suddenly I felt someone's hand brazenly reaching into my panties. I was wearing a tight-fitting mini-skirt in a flesh color and a white blouse with puffy sleeves that tied at the stomach. Lifting my skirt, the hand continues to make its way to my pussy. () I am outraged and at the same time completely wet. One... a second, a third finger... penetrates my hole, dripping with juices... they start to fuck me, I like it... I don't recognize myself: some completely unknown guy is fucking me with his fingers, and I'm standing and flowing from his movements.— I know you like it, my slut. — a voice from behind reached me.
I immediately recognized who it was.
Twisting out of his embrace, I pulled him with me towards the exit. Getting off the bus, I turned around.
Yes, it was him. Tall, muscular, he aroused me, and I was all wet just at the sight of his huge standing cock. Without questions, we started making out. With his huge hands, he kneaded my body, I felt like he would just press me into himself. His tongue was doing such things in my mouth that I couldn't hold back anymore. I pulled him around the corner of the house, as there were no people there. He started undressing me, secretions from my pussy were already streaming down my legs.
— Hurry, fuck me! — I said to him.
Literally, tearing off his jeans and t-shirt, I saw his cock. The first thought that came to my mind was that he would tear me apart. But I didn't care about anything. I wanted him to fuck me, he wanted the same thing.
— The slut will first please her master. — he whispered in my ear.
I understood everything, getting down on my knees I took his cock into my mouth. Taking his cock into my mouth all the way to his balls, I started sucking him off, moving my head up and down his cock with such sharpness that he could barely hold back from screaming out loud on the whole street. Pushing my head off his tool, he threw me onto the grass and quickly entered me, literally tearing my poor pussy apart. Covering my mouth with his hand, he started fiercely fucking my hole. I was flying with bliss, feeling him moving inside me. It's an indescribable feeling. He caused me a little pain, which excited me even more. Growling, he came inside me and pulled out his member. Bending down to my pussy, he started licking it to please me too. I came soon, arching my body like a leaf in the wind.
But that wasn't the end yet. Turning me over, he, after wetting my second hole, carefully inserted his cock into me. He tried to hold back, but he couldn't. Entering me halfway, he drove his dick into me, making me scream. Grabbing my hips, he started fucking me in the ass... After some time, we both came: He—wrapping his arms around me and squeezing my body, I—arching my back as much as I could, and squeezing his cock, still inside me, with my ass...
Silently getting dressed, he looked at me and said: "We will definitely meet again. I've never felt as good with anyone else as I do with you." He kissed me goodbye, sinking his lips into mine. He looked behind me with wide-open eyes. I was curious what he saw there. Turning around, I didn't see anything special. But turning back to him... Or rather, to the spot where he was standing... Yes, he was already gone.