Bus Ride
This story follows the perspective of a perverted man who, upon boarding a crowded bus, becomes fixated on a young woman. When he unsuccessfully attempts to restrain his impulses and ends up touching her bottom, he's surprised by her lack of outrage. Emboldened, he takes things further, even in the crowded bus. BE ADVISED: contains nonconsensual and public sex. The following is a work of fiction. The author does not condone this behavior. This is purely a fantasy.
NONCON
4/18/20254 min read
BE ADVISED: contains nonconsensual and public sex.
The heavy rain marked the end of a miserable work day. As I boarded the bus home, I was relieved to find an empty seat, a rare occurrence during that hour. Settling down, I watched more passengers fill the bus, crowding the aisles and gripping poles and straps for support.
I fished my phone out of my pocket, swiping away irrelevant notifications. I was tapping around, searching for something to distract myself for the duration of the trip. When I raised my head, I found myself face-to-face with a sweet ass barely covered by a tight skirt. The short hem gave me a perfect view of the bottom of the young woman's butt. Her red thong peeked out from beneath her cheeks. The mere shape of her tush got my blood flowing.
Around me, fellow passengers seemed oblivious. A man beside me wore headphones and appeared to be sleeping, while an older woman on my left stared absentmindedly out the window. I was the only one there to appreciate such an excellent view.
As I continued to stare, I couldn't resist reaching out to touch her. Slowly, cautiously, I extended my hand towards her and gently grazed my fingertips along the silky smooth skin of her cheek. She swatted my hand away in response but said nothing or make any further moves to protect herself.
Emboldened by her lack of reaction, I reached out again. I probably would have stopped if she'd yelled at me, but I couldn't help myself. This time, allowing myself a firmer grasp on her ample flesh. The pliant softness beneath my fingers was arousing. Ignoring her feeble attempts to push my hand away, I dipped my finger in to hold of her red thong and tugged it. I shifted it aside just enough to reveal a glimpse of her pink pussy lips.
Her legs pressed together in an effort to shield herself from my intrusive gaze, but I would not be dissuaded so easily. I desperately wanted to feel those soft lips and wet hole. It was perplexing why she didn't scream. Perhaps she was too embarrassed. She did continuously try to push my hand away, but I managed to sneak my fingers and snuck past her defense and into her juicy little cunt. Over the noise of the bus, I heard her gasp, either from surprise or a touch of pleasure.
I passed through her soft lips with a single finger, shoving all the way to my knuckle.
I glanced around the bus, relieved to find no one taking notice of my disgusting behavior. People were preoccupied with their phones and conversations, too absorbed in their own worlds to be aware of the perversion happening so close to them.
With my finger still buried inside her, she swayed with the movement of the bus, her body trembling slightly. She didn't protest, so I continued unheeded. She was quite taut, and I wanted to loosen her up enough for another digital.
When the bus stopped, a flood of new passengers rushed on board. As the woman tried to regain her footing, I quickly withdrew my hand from her warmth. Feeling my erection strain against my pants, I unzipped and took hold of my shaft.
I was planning on jerking off while fingering her, but the bus took a harsh turn, and she lost her balance. That sweet tush fell right into my lap. No one seemed to care that she'd dropped, nor did anyone care that she was sitting on me. I wrapped an arm around her, securing her.
"Lift up a sec," I whispered into her ear.
Obediently she did it while I aimed my cock upright. When her hips lowered again, it was onto my bare prick.
I gritted my teeth to hold back the groan of pleasure. Her cunt was exquisitely tight.
I began thrusting gently, keeping my movements small and discreet while guiding her hips back and forth against me.
"Stop!" she whispered, but I couldn't. I'd never had such a sweet hole to fuck before.
It had been a while since I'd gotten laid, and my self-control wasn't strong. Silently groaning, I released my load deep up inside her quivering pink cunt. I was still throbbing in her after I'd finished.
The bus slowed to a stop, and she rose from my lap. If she hadn't got up when she did, I may have gotten hard again. It had easily been the hottest sex I'd ever had.
Hastily, she adjusted her panties before stepping into line. She rushed off into the rain. I caught a glimpse of her through the window and watched her leave. As I tucked myself back in, I wondered if it was even her stop. I was tempted to get up and follow her, but I didn't want to press my luck. It seemed better to wait; I was sure I'd see her on another ride.
