The Bus Stop


The scene is a bus stop, a three sided, shallow structure with a roof and a bench. It’s out in the country, near the end of a bus line created to bring commuters into the city. In a few years, suburban housing might make it out this far but for now it’s lightly populated. It’s the middle of the night, roughly eleven pm, faintly lighted with a single bulb. One person sits in the shelter, a young man, perhaps twenty, twenty-one, years of age, dressed casually. It’s a warm night, around 16 degrees C. He’s just sitting quietly, waiting. Not unusually handsome but clean cut, a presentable, intelligent looking young man. A young woman, generally the same age as the man, walks out of the dark. She’s dressed for a party, dressed to impress. A tight, short, black mini-skirt. Cream coloured blouse, designed to show off her noticeable breasts. Long, slim legs with medium high-heeled shoes which accentuate the curves of her muscles. Well groomed dark blond hair, slightly long, almost to her shoulders, around an attractive face. Not beautiful but well made up. Overall extremely appealing. “Hi,” she says, sitting down on the bench at the other end from the young man. “Hi,” he replies, looking a little etimesgut escort surprised to see her at this place and at this time looking as dressed up as she is. “I guess the next bus will be a while, won’t it?” she asks. “I think so. I don’t really know. But at this hour I can’t imagine they run very often.” he replies. The girl exhales, leans back but can’t seem to relax. She puts her hands on her knees and looks around. She’s quiet for a couple minutes, moving every few seconds into slightly different positions. She exhales again. Noticeably. “It figures,” she finally says out loud, “Everything else has gone wrong so far.” She’s quiet again but fidgety. She stands and takes a few steps then back again and sits again. “This was going to be a big night, a great night, the best sex of my life, I’ve been looking forward to it for weeks, getting hornier and hornier, thinking about it, now here I am frustrated as Hell!” she says. The young man looks at her, watches her, but says nothing. She gets up again and paces the sits back down again. She spreads her legs and puts her hand up inside her very short skirt. She moves it around some and then brings it eryaman escort back out. “I’m just so damn ready,” she says, turning to the man and holding her hand out. “Smell,” she says. He leans toward her and gets his nose close to her fingers and sniffs. He takes her hand and aims her finger into his mouth and licks and sucks on it. “I really, really need a fuck,” she says. She slides over close to him and puts her hand down onto his crotch. She moves it, feeling him, feeling his erection beginning to form. “How about it?” she asks. “We’re liable to be here for an hour.” He’s turned halfway toward her. He says nothing but he puts his hand on her knee and slowly slides it up her thigh until he touches her wet pussy. “No panties?” he asks as he pushes his finger into her. “No, they would just be in the way, I was planning on lots of sex,” she says as she begins to unzip his fly and slides her hand inside to grasp his cock. They sit there for a moment, him finger fucking her, her feeling his now erect cock, sensing its size and shape. “Let’s get on with this,” she says. She turns more and gets both hands to his body, unfastening his belt and pants and getting sincan escort his cock and balls out into the open. She then half stands and moves in front of him and then straddles him and starts to sit on him, taking his cock inside her. Her mini skirt has risen, her bare ass showing as she takes more and more of him into her. “Aah,” she breathes out as she feels him inside her, “You have a very nice cock. I love the feel of it in me.” she says. She starts moving, partly up and down but some back and forth as well. “l love this,”she says as she starts moving faster and faster. He has both hands on her bare ass helping her ride him. She moans and breathes hard and continues to bounce on him very energetically. “Aah,” she says several times. then starts a low moan that increases in volume and becomes almost a shrill scream. He can feel her tight insides grasping his cock, pulsing on it. She finally goes quiet and sits down fully and he can feel moisture leaking out around his cock onto his balls. She leans her head on his shoulder. “Oh I needed that,” she says quietly. “I’m still hard,” he says, “how about you stand and lean on the bench back and I come into you from behind.” She grins at him and almost jumps off him and moves slightly to the side, spreads her legs and leans out, stretching her arms and grasping the back of the bench. He comes up behind her, lifts the short skirt again and pushes his cock back into her again. “Ugh,”she says as she feels it moving into her.

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