It was just another summer day, one of those days when you don't know what to do, so I decided to go to Barcelona to make some purchases and spend the day. I headed to the bus stop, my car had broken down, but I didn't mind, nor did I have a hurry, and besides, taking the car into the city is always a hassle. It was mid-morning, it was very sunny, the bus arrived and I sat in the back row on the window seat, always like to see people passing by on the street. It was summer and almost empty, I looked out the window as the stops went by. At Montcada stop, three people got on and one of them sat down next to me, although I hadn't even noticed her approaching until a while later. Then I turned around and saw her, she was a very pretty girl, but not that kind of girl who's just good-looking for the sake of it, she had something almost magical that gave her a special beauty in such a way that I couldn't take my eyes off her when she looked at me, I had to look away from panic. She was wearing a blue summer dress with straps, not very revealing, but enough to appreciate that underneath were hiding some beautiful breasts, firm and round. The dress reached just above her knee. Her hair was black with a short cut like a medium-length bob, it gave her an innocent, almost childlike look, but at the same time very feminine. Her eyes were clear honey color and her pink lips seemed almost painted, but she wasn't wearing makeup, which I liked even more because her beauty was natural.
I realized she had sat down next to me when there was still plenty of space for her to sit wherever she wanted, normally people fill up the seats so they don't sit next to each other, although I didn't give it much importance until later.
I was carrying a fairly bulky bag between my legs, she fell asleep and her arm rested on my thigh as if by chance, the bus's rumbling made her head rest on my shoulder, this intimidated me but the time it excited me, that beautiful girl would lean on me. I didn't do anything until she fell asleep and then reincorporated herself, making it seem like nothing was happening and stared at me intensely for an eternal moment, turned her gaze back to the front and carefully took my hand in hers, placing it on her thigh and pushing the dress aside slightly with her other hand, inducing me to caress her with her hand. I opened my hand and caressed her without moving from there, dragged my hand back this time, going under the skirt until I touched her panties, I remained motionless while doing so, never looking at her once.
Time passed, she left my hand and placed hers on my crotch over my white linen pants, it got stiff all of a sudden and she noticed, I raised my hand and pressed it against her panties which felt like lace.
This time she put her hand in my pants, I unbuttoned one button and put the bag on top of us so no one would notice what we were doing. I caressed my testicles over the slip and pressed against her pussy looking for her clitoris and lightly rubbing over her panties, I pulled down my slip and took my cock with my hand, caressing it softly and with the other hand took my hand and put it inside her wet pussy, using one finger to caress the clitoris, she was slowly masturbating me and I was doing the same for her so no one would notice. She finally looked at me with a tremendously erotic gesture and we both came, still not moving our hands, looking at each other's eyes.
The bus stopped, she got up suddenly and got off. For the rest of the trip I couldn't believe what had happened to me.
When I arrived in Barcelona I went to a couple of record stores and ate at a fast food restaurant, looking at the girls walking by on the street but I couldn't get the girl from the bus out of my head: What would she be called? What would she do?. I stopped at a park and sat down on a bench to read a magazine. In my reading while I was reading, images of what had happened on the bus appeared. Suddenly I felt a caress and someone was kissing me on the neck, I turned around and it was her but this time I grabbed her by the waist, I got up and kissed her with all the passion in our lips. We looked at each other fixedly in the eyes with great desire and we kissed again.
Do you think all this has happened by chance? she said to me. I've been watching you for a long time, but you didn't notice me. But how was it possible, I thought. Without letting me respond, she sat on my legs looking at me, I felt her breasts pressing against my torso as she kissed me.
I realized she had sat down next to me when there was still plenty of space for her to sit wherever she wanted, normally people fill up the seats so they don't sit next to each other, although I didn't give it much importance until later.
I was carrying a fairly bulky bag between my legs, she fell asleep and her arm rested on my thigh as if by chance, the bus's rumbling made her head rest on my shoulder, this intimidated me but the time it excited me, that beautiful girl would lean on me. I didn't do anything until she fell asleep and then reincorporated herself, making it seem like nothing was happening and stared at me intensely for an eternal moment, turned her gaze back to the front and carefully took my hand in hers, placing it on her thigh and pushing the dress aside slightly with her other hand, inducing me to caress her with her hand. I opened my hand and caressed her without moving from there, dragged my hand back this time, going under the skirt until I touched her panties, I remained motionless while doing so, never looking at her once.
Time passed, she left my hand and placed hers on my crotch over my white linen pants, it got stiff all of a sudden and she noticed, I raised my hand and pressed it against her panties which felt like lace.
This time she put her hand in my pants, I unbuttoned one button and put the bag on top of us so no one would notice what we were doing. I caressed my testicles over the slip and pressed against her pussy looking for her clitoris and lightly rubbing over her panties, I pulled down my slip and took my cock with my hand, caressing it softly and with the other hand took my hand and put it inside her wet pussy, using one finger to caress the clitoris, she was slowly masturbating me and I was doing the same for her so no one would notice. She finally looked at me with a tremendously erotic gesture and we both came, still not moving our hands, looking at each other's eyes.
The bus stopped, she got up suddenly and got off. For the rest of the trip I couldn't believe what had happened to me.
When I arrived in Barcelona I went to a couple of record stores and ate at a fast food restaurant, looking at the girls walking by on the street but I couldn't get the girl from the bus out of my head: What would she be called? What would she do?. I stopped at a park and sat down on a bench to read a magazine. In my reading while I was reading, images of what had happened on the bus appeared. Suddenly I felt a caress and someone was kissing me on the neck, I turned around and it was her but this time I grabbed her by the waist, I got up and kissed her with all the passion in our lips. We looked at each other fixedly in the eyes with great desire and we kissed again.
Do you think all this has happened by chance? she said to me. I've been watching you for a long time, but you didn't notice me. But how was it possible, I thought. Without letting me respond, she sat on my legs looking at me, I felt her breasts pressing against my torso as she kissed me.
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