Hey people, I'm going to send you a story, let's see what you think. Comment if you like it. Kisses!EWe were having an excellent autumn. The sun wouldn't stop going and was still drawing the streets. Trees and flowers seemed reluctant to leave that year. But the best part of it all was that girls still had warmth to wear warm clothes and continued to want to go out on the street showing stunning cleavages and their legs to the wind.
It was a Thursday afternoon and I was waiting for the bus near Parque Las Heras. I had my headphones on while listening to a Virus song on the radio. There wasn't much people in the street and I was going back home after working all morning. Five minutes passed and the bus still hadn't arrived, but she would arrive anyway. I was distracted when suddenly, without expecting it, I saw from behind, about a meter away from my body, a girl with long brown hair wearing a white shirt and a very short skirt that barely cut off below her thighs. She had a magnificent waist and the curves of her hips made me want to draw them with my hands. Since she arrived, I couldn't stop looking at her tiny ass that was just barely sticking out. It was clear those cheeks were worked by hours of gym. After a while of seeing her from behind, I already wanted to call her attention when she turned around to look back. There, I saw her face for the first time. She would be about 23 years old, with black eyes and very pink and fleshy lips. I couldn't help but imagine them on my body. I looked at her fixedly in the eyes and she noticed how I was looking at her because she slid a small innocent smile that made me shiver.
The bus then arrived and of course, I let her get on first. She thanked me delightedly. I let her go up two stairs to try to see under her skirt, but it was very close to her legs so I couldn't see anything. I think she noticed I had tried to look at her because she immediately looked back again, smiling at me.
We boarded to the almost empty collective. Only some elderly women were sitting in the front seats and a couple that seemed to be arguing. The bus had some of its seats facing each other. At the back, there was a row with this type of seat and she sat down looking in the direction the bus was going. At that moment I thought if I sit in front of her, she'll think I'm a sexual maniac. But immediately it didn't matter to me and I remembered her two smiles. So I went straight there and sat facing her. She looked at me and then looked around. At that moment I thought, it's obvious, she's going to change seats. But I had been wrong, she looked back at me and winked an eye. At that moment my heart started racing. I didn't know what to do or say. I pulled out my phone and pretended to be sending a message. Every now and then I'd look at her and she knew it. Suddenly, she started slowly opening her legs, inviting me to see what was underneath. Her thighs were white and fleshy but well-defined and she parted them very slowly. I put my phone on camera mode and waited for her to finish opening up. I took a photo and there it was: she was wearing a beautiful red lace thong. My mouth was watering and I could feel my cock starting to want to come out from under my pants. She kept her legs open for a while, looking out the window. Suddenly, she lowered her hand down to the opening of her skirt and put it inside, passing it over her thong. I was going crazy and kept taking photos. Then she looked at me, I froze and she said: do you want me to take it off and let you take pictures? I could only nod my head. She lifted her skirt just a little and with both hands pulled out the thong, smelled it and put it in her purse. I took more photos. Her pussy was completely shaved and rosier than usual, with her lips barely open. She opened and closed her legs as if she were holding back from touching herself. until she said: does it bother you if I touch you? I told her to please do so. Then under her right hand down to her skirt and began to rub her lips with her index finger. Meanwhile, she was squinting her eyes as if containing and stifling the expressions of pleasure that this moment was causing. Her index finger played around her lips until it started to open them along with her middle finger. She passed her finger from the lower edge of her pussy very close to her tiny ass until she reached her clitoris and then put it in her mouth sucking it. At that moment, she let out a charming giggle. Then she lowered her hand again and inserted her index finger into her pussy very gently. She stayed like this for a while massaging herself while I already had my cock hard as a rock. It was reaching the pocket of my pants and beating at times. She noticed: what big cock, love. While continuing to put in one finger but now adding another. It was an incredible situation, having an unknown woman in front of me putting two fingers into her pussy and I with my cock hard as a rock wanting to put it all in. Suddenly, she looked out the window and closed her legs. She looked at me and said: I have to go down here baby... see you later. She got up and left. I was left stunned unable to say anything, watching her go away with her ass revolving like a goddess from Olympus. I approached her seat and saw everything wet from the sweat of her thighs and her pussy all moist. I couldn't hold back and passed my finger over it. It had the taste of nymphs. I tried to calm down and thought that someday I would see her again and she wouldn't escape a spectacular screwing.
It was a Thursday afternoon and I was waiting for the bus near Parque Las Heras. I had my headphones on while listening to a Virus song on the radio. There wasn't much people in the street and I was going back home after working all morning. Five minutes passed and the bus still hadn't arrived, but she would arrive anyway. I was distracted when suddenly, without expecting it, I saw from behind, about a meter away from my body, a girl with long brown hair wearing a white shirt and a very short skirt that barely cut off below her thighs. She had a magnificent waist and the curves of her hips made me want to draw them with my hands. Since she arrived, I couldn't stop looking at her tiny ass that was just barely sticking out. It was clear those cheeks were worked by hours of gym. After a while of seeing her from behind, I already wanted to call her attention when she turned around to look back. There, I saw her face for the first time. She would be about 23 years old, with black eyes and very pink and fleshy lips. I couldn't help but imagine them on my body. I looked at her fixedly in the eyes and she noticed how I was looking at her because she slid a small innocent smile that made me shiver.
The bus then arrived and of course, I let her get on first. She thanked me delightedly. I let her go up two stairs to try to see under her skirt, but it was very close to her legs so I couldn't see anything. I think she noticed I had tried to look at her because she immediately looked back again, smiling at me.
We boarded to the almost empty collective. Only some elderly women were sitting in the front seats and a couple that seemed to be arguing. The bus had some of its seats facing each other. At the back, there was a row with this type of seat and she sat down looking in the direction the bus was going. At that moment I thought if I sit in front of her, she'll think I'm a sexual maniac. But immediately it didn't matter to me and I remembered her two smiles. So I went straight there and sat facing her. She looked at me and then looked around. At that moment I thought, it's obvious, she's going to change seats. But I had been wrong, she looked back at me and winked an eye. At that moment my heart started racing. I didn't know what to do or say. I pulled out my phone and pretended to be sending a message. Every now and then I'd look at her and she knew it. Suddenly, she started slowly opening her legs, inviting me to see what was underneath. Her thighs were white and fleshy but well-defined and she parted them very slowly. I put my phone on camera mode and waited for her to finish opening up. I took a photo and there it was: she was wearing a beautiful red lace thong. My mouth was watering and I could feel my cock starting to want to come out from under my pants. She kept her legs open for a while, looking out the window. Suddenly, she lowered her hand down to the opening of her skirt and put it inside, passing it over her thong. I was going crazy and kept taking photos. Then she looked at me, I froze and she said: do you want me to take it off and let you take pictures? I could only nod my head. She lifted her skirt just a little and with both hands pulled out the thong, smelled it and put it in her purse. I took more photos. Her pussy was completely shaved and rosier than usual, with her lips barely open. She opened and closed her legs as if she were holding back from touching herself. until she said: does it bother you if I touch you? I told her to please do so. Then under her right hand down to her skirt and began to rub her lips with her index finger. Meanwhile, she was squinting her eyes as if containing and stifling the expressions of pleasure that this moment was causing. Her index finger played around her lips until it started to open them along with her middle finger. She passed her finger from the lower edge of her pussy very close to her tiny ass until she reached her clitoris and then put it in her mouth sucking it. At that moment, she let out a charming giggle. Then she lowered her hand again and inserted her index finger into her pussy very gently. She stayed like this for a while massaging herself while I already had my cock hard as a rock. It was reaching the pocket of my pants and beating at times. She noticed: what big cock, love. While continuing to put in one finger but now adding another. It was an incredible situation, having an unknown woman in front of me putting two fingers into her pussy and I with my cock hard as a rock wanting to put it all in. Suddenly, she looked out the window and closed her legs. She looked at me and said: I have to go down here baby... see you later. She got up and left. I was left stunned unable to say anything, watching her go away with her ass revolving like a goddess from Olympus. I approached her seat and saw everything wet from the sweat of her thighs and her pussy all moist. I couldn't hold back and passed my finger over it. It had the taste of nymphs. I tried to calm down and thought that someday I would see her again and she wouldn't escape a spectacular screwing.
6 comentários - The Girl on the Bus
Muy bueno che....