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My Bus Trip Ch. 1

By: Linda Jean



My name is Autumn and this is a strange story about my trip from San Diego Ca. to Boston Mass. Many things led up to it I can’t say which exactly is the deciding factor. I’ll just start from the beginning. I am married and my husband (Chris is his name) works for the City. We were sweet hearts in school, all the way from 3rd grade up to when we graduated. Chris and I married after he finished collage and because he made enough money I never worked out side the house. 

We tried to have children but for whatever reason I could not get pregnant. We have a lovely house overlooking the ocean and money has never been any problem with us. Chris and I over the years just seemed to loose interest in each other (sexually I mean) Well to be really honest he seemed to loose interest in me. The first few years he liked it way more than I ever did, and while he never demanded anything way out, I would welcome his physical advances. Don’t get me wrong, I am not with out desire, I just never seemed to enjoy it the way he ever did. What I did enjoy is the intimacy being held and such. 

I guess when my sister called me and asked me to come to the East Coast to visit that may have started it all. I had not given her any answer and there is this one little other thing. You see being at home allot I had only three diversions. First is my shopping, second is my church activities (which I am heavily involved with) and last is my computer. 

Oh I think you can figure out where I am going with this can’t you. Well about a year ago I started talking with a friend and I would chat for hours. He always seemed to know how to make me feel good about myself. I don’t know when it is but at one point of our friendship things turned to sex and I told him how little it meant to me. Anyway with allot of his edging me on and allot of my own experimenting I discovered what masturbation is really all about at the ripe old age of 31. 

I had my first orgasm sitting at my computer talking to Ken. He was talking dirty to me and I just lost it. (When I say he talked dirty, he did not use those four letter filthy words, he is a gentleman and spoke properly to me, yet, the things he did say were in fact very naughty and in my world at the time, I did consider them very dirty) He wanted to call me or he wanted me to call him. I told him I was happily married and nothing would change that. I never would allow myself to do anything like that. Chris in the mean time is always nice, the biggest problem have is that he is always working or sleeping. He would come home around 6-7 eat and in bed by 8:00 or 8:30. I would be up watching my TV programs and when the news came on, go sit at the computer till midnight or so. 

About three weeks ago I went to go out shopping and decided to stop by my husband’s office and invite him to a light brunch. It is close to 9:15 when I got there; I never knock on his door I always just walk right in. Well to my surprise when I walked in that time he is sitting in his chair with his head back and Mary his secretary is kneeling down between his legs, and she is giving him a blowjob. She never stopped and he never lifted his head. I turned and walked out. 

I went out crying and I was mad as hell. I guess he finely found a person to do that to him. He had tried for years to get me to do it and I told him how sick I thought it is. When I got home I decided to fly out to see Kathy in New York, I just had to get away from Him for a while to figure out what I is going to do. I sat down and started to send Ken an e-mail when I found another one from him begging me to call him. I had his address from when I sent him a Birthday and Christmas cards. As I started to go call the Airport I saw an ad from Greyhound about going anywhere in the USA for $99.00 by bus.

In the past I had always flown but after this last three months and all the airplane crashes I decided why not, I could get out and see the country. I had no idea how long it would take, but I had to think. I called the Bus Company and arranged my ticket. The Bus left at 1:30 PM. I left a note for Chris telling him I was going to Kathy’s and I hoped he enjoyed his blowjob from Mary. A cab picked me up and I started the journey that has changed my life. I knew the trip would be a 5 day journey and at the time that is fine with me. I could relax and just think about my life and what I was going to do. 

I dressed comfortable I packed two suitcases with a mixture of cloths. I wore my baggy cool-lots and matching top. I had my nice flats and felt I would manage very well. Funny thing about Bus travels (something I did not know about) it is a different class of people that travel on a Bus than on an Airplane. I was very happy to see that the Bus is not crowded and I had several choices for seats. While the Bus is clean and the seats were comfortable after about three hours I is already bored. I had sat thinking about my marriage and about Ken. I knew I could not go on like that. I sat there and is a little upset with myself for not bringing my Bible to read. I knew then that reading would be a nice past time for this trip and I just did not think about it at the time. 

Have you ever been like that, wanting to read something (anything) to get your mind from thinking about everyday stuff that you did not want to think about any more? Well there I is in that state, so I started reading signs, billboards anything. I had to go potty so off I went to the back lavatory. After washing my hands, I went to toss the paper towel away in the trash receptacle. I noticed a paper back book had been thrown away in the trash so I picked it up and thought it is something that I could read to pass the time. I did not look close at it at the time; I just slipped it in my pocket and went back to my seat. I sat down pulled it out and took a very close look at what I had found. 

I was shocked when I read the title. It is called “addicted” I know my face had to have changed 7 shades of red. I put it down and looked around and no one is looking at me. The only one close was a man 3 rows in front of me. I quickly shoved that disgusting book into the seat pocket in front of me. I knew it is one of those filthy books that only sick people read. No decent woman like myself would be caught dead that kind of filthy book. I put my seat back, closed my eyes, and tried to sleep. I sat there thinking about the title “Addicted” addicted to what? Drugs? Sex? It had to be a good hour or two that past and I was so bored, I could not drift off to sleep, I just could not take it any more. I had to see if I is right, is this book about filthy sex or not? Just what is it about anyway?

I looked around the bus and then I pulled the book back out of the pocket. I started reading the first chapter. I found myself mesmerized and unable to stop reading it. The book is about this woman who caught her lover cheating on her and she decided to get back at him by making love to his friends. I have to tell you the book is very graphic I mean I have never heard people talk like that in my life. Words like “Fuck” “Cock” “Dick” “Cunt” “Pussy” “Ass Hole.” I could not believe anyone could write like that. The girl talked about Eating Pussy, Gang Bangs, and Sucking Cocks, being fucked in her ass, yes it was sick, it was very sick, and nasty, yet I could not stop reading. She talked about how she loved to masturbate and have sex in public with strange men. I have to tell you she left nothing what so ever to my imagination. Some where around the second chapter I realized how this filthy book is effecting my physically. First it had excited my mind and now I realized, it had affected my body. I was excited, my vagina felt a lovely glow to it and my nipples became highly sensitive. I was picturing every thing she had described. 

Now my husband has a nice penis, while I never had measured it, I guess it is a good 4 inches long. If you have ever seen one of those Ballpark wieners, well that is a good replica of his. It fit just right and I was comfortable with it. The women in the book talked about men with big ones. Sizes of 8” 9” 10” and more. I knew that my husband had a normal size penis and that the woman writing this filth was embellishing her story. I knew no woman could take a penis as big as she was describing. I defiantly knew that I could not, and being a normal woman, I would know. She talked about men licking and eating her pussy; she talked about men sucking her vagina and Clit. Now I know this was all a nasty fantasy, however by Chapter 3 of the book, I started to loose myself and then I ended up putting myself into her story. 

While I knew it was all made up, I kind of felt comfortable to sort of loose myself in that nasty stuff, after all it was not really real, I knew better. I started to hang on every word I read. I knew that I was getting wet between my legs. Now in the past, that has only happened to me after a lot touching and playing with myself. Yet right then up to that point I had not touched my self at what so ever. So far all I had done was read and I have to tell you I had very mixed feelings about this. One thing was the sexual excitement I was reading about and how I wanted the same things that I was reading about, I wanted it to be real. 

Again I knew that in real life, sex is only good for men, not us women, (well for us normal women anyway) I know that we have to relay on ourselves if we want any kind of sexual enjoyment in life. Then of course there is the fact that this was a very sick, very nasty, very dirty book. I knew this and I also knew that any decent woman would throw this trash in the trashcan where it belonged. Funny thing though, by now it was too late, I wanted to keep reading and see all the dirty things this woman did and I wanted to see just what she would do. I started to flex my legs a little to help my discomfort that was growing between them. I knew that I was real wet and the only thing I had done was read this dirty book. Yes I already told you that but because it made such an impact on me I sat there amazed at myself.

I looked up and found that no one watching me, or even close enough for that matter to see me. I held the book with one hand as I reached down and by opening my legs I could reach under and into my shorts pant leg giving myself easy access to my wet panties. I could not believe how wet I was and how excited I had become up to that point. I had to touch myself, I moved my panty crotch aside and found my clit, and I was really amazed as how sensitive it was to my touch. Over this last year since I found about masturbation, I only did it in the dark, late at night with no one around and once in a while my husband was asleep or when he was out of town. (Then I did it a lot) Now here I was on a bus, in the daylight going down the highway and I was so close, so ready for a climax. I wanted to climax; my mind was ready to explode (as well as my vagina). My right leg was open as much as the seat would allow and my finger was touching my very wet vulva and my very sensitive clit. I quickly looked around again, I am sure God was watching me but I am ashamed to say at that moment I did not care. I had perspiration on my forehead as I sat there reading that filth and touching myself, slowly rubbing my swollen clitoris as I did so. It did not take long at that rate for me to climax. When I did I was excited beyond anything that I had ever experienced before in my life. 

I was on a public bus; I was doing something so very wrong and I knew that if I got caught I would have to kill myself. All this just added to the thrill of it. I kept reading and kept slowly rubbing circles on my clit. I surprised myself as to how quickly I was ready to climax again. What surprised me the most was that I wanted and I wanted it real bad. All of a sudden I saw movement and one of the passengers was getting up and walked back to the lavatory. I quickly pulled my hand up and closed the book setting it to my side. When he walked by I let out a breath and decided to put the seat back and close my eyes and wait until he returned to his seat or better yet wait until nighttime. I sat there waiting for the person to go back to his seat before I would pull that dirty book back out go back to reading, he took so long I fell asleep.

Now I very seldom dream and I never dream anything about sex what so ever. Well that was up until then anyway. Now this was going to sound strange to you but I saw myself on a kitchen table and I is on my back. I saw men all around my table and they were doing all kinds of things to my body. They all took turns sitting down in a chair between my legs and they each would lick my clit and lick my hole. They fingered my holes (both holes) after awhile they started to stand next to my head as it hung back and one by one they stuck their dicks in my mouth. I lay there having these strange men eating me, as I would suck them. I was lost in this excitement and while it all felt so hot and great I did not climax. Oh the men in my dream came, they shot their stuff in my mouth, and I swallowed it all. There where all kinds of men in my dream, white, black, Mexican, Asian. 

I saw my husband standing in the doorway watching me like this and I pulled the dick that I was sucking out of my mouth and said “I want you all to fuck me with your big cock’s everyone fucks me but him” I pointed my finger at my husband. They all started one by one fucking me and I kept sucking them. Some I sucked after they came in me and others I just sucked to get them hard again so they could fuck me again. My body was going on and on getting closer and closer to the strongest climax that I have ever had in my life. I could feel those huge cocks that the book talked about in me, I had men with monster dicks fucking me as my husband stood in the doorway with his puny little dick standing there watching me get gang-banged over and over again. 

I was staring to climax very hard and strong then I woke with a start. The Bus had stopped and the driver was making an announcement over the PA. We had pulled into a bus stop some place in Arizona. The driver announced that we would have a 30-minute stay over for those of us that wanted to grab a bite to eat. My breathing was very fast and I woke up sweating. I could remember everything that I had dreamed about. I realized that I had read that in her book. The part about my husband I guess I put in there because I was so hurt by him. I gathered myself together and got up. I needed to walk and get my mind off of this filth. While I had not achieved that wonderful climax that my body was craving and working toward, I knew I had to get my mind off of that filth no matter what. 

I looked around as I got off the bus and we had stopped at a hole in the wall. It was a Gas Station, restaurant gift shop. It is only 4:00 and I was not hungry, I walked over to the soda machine grabbed a coke and walked over to the shade trees. I saw the ladies and men’s bathrooms and decided I should go now when I had a chance rather than on the moving Bus. I went inside the ladies room, sat down on the stool, and just relaxed. The place was old; it needed paint and allot of repair. I heard someone go into the men’s room next door and I could hear the man peeing. (The walls were paper-thin) I noticed a rather large crack in the wall between us and I have no idea why but I wanted to see if I could see anything in the men’s room. 

I could, It was the driver of the Bus, I could tell because of his uniform pants and because he was black. I had to see if I could see his dick. When I was able to see it I made an uncontrollable gasp. He was allot larger than my husband is, he did not stay there long he finished and went out. I sat there thinking that he must be some kind of a freak. My husband had a nice size dick and I liked it. I just knew that any woman that the driver slept with must agonize in pain with the size of him. I wiped myself and started to get up when another man came in. I watched him and he had a large dick on him. Again it was much larger than my husbands is, yet not as big as the black guys was. I started to wonder if the woman in that book I was reading was actually telling the truth or not. I mean here I saw two men one right after the other both with bigger dicks than my husband has. Now considering that I had only seen three men in my entire life I was beginning to question that if my husband was normal or not, maybe I wasn’t normal?

I looked at my watch and saw I had more time. So I wanted to see if another man had to go potty. I waited and sure enough another man came in. He stood there pulled his thing out and again it is almost twice as big as my husband’s dick. Now to my surprise this man when he pulled his dick out did not pee. He just stood there stroking his dick. I leaned down some more to see what is going on and he had one of those dirty books in his hand reading as he stroked his dick. I watched, as his dick got stiff, it was as hard as a rock; it was so big and fat. I watched as he moved his hand faster and faster along his shaft. I could see it swell up and his head turned purple as he moaned and shot gobs of sperm on the floor. He kept stroking until his dick got soft and he stuffed in back into his pants. 

By now I had all kinds of things going through my mind. I hate to say this but I was excited and hot as could be, I don’t think I had ever been this excited in my life. I touched myself and I knew I had to masturbate and do it quickly, time was running out. I started rubbing my wet hole and clit when I heard the announcement. To board the bus, I lost my concentration and decided I could do it if I hurried. I felt wonderful as I rubbed and then they said “Final call the Bus leaves in one minute” I had to stop and get back to the Bus. I quickly pulled my shorts up and ran to the Bus. As I got on, he closed the door and started driving. I made it back to my seat sat down, I closed my eyes and thought to myself why couldn’t he have waited just two more minutes, I was so close. 

We did not pick up any passengers; I closed my eyes wanting to figure out everything that I had gone through in these last few hours. Especially the fact that I was beginning to think that my husband Chris had a less than average size dick. Maybe that was why I could not get pregnant? All tests showed that I was OK and that his test showed the same. Maybe because of his size he just could not deposit the sperm deep enough? 

I have to tell you I was very confused at this point. Not to mention sexually charged beyond anything I had ever been in my life prior to this day. I wanted to fall asleep not to dream any of those sex dreams I just wanted to rest and recover so to speak. I did not want to think about sex anymore. As much as I like this new feeling, I was a lady and sex does not consume a lady’s life. I was not about to let this consume mine.

I managed to fall asleep and again I started to dream. This time it is nothing from the book. I was back at the bus stop and back in the ladies room. Only this time there is no crack it was a window. A big window, I sat there watching the driver walk in and pull down his pants, he faced the window as he rubbed himself and stroked his big cock up and down. He asked me if I liked watching him jack-off. He asked me if I like the size of his big cock. He came and his stuff shot out of the end of his cock hitting the window hard. I sat there legs open rubbing myself as he zipped up and walked out. When he left another man walked in and did the same thing. Only he stopped jacking-off long enough to walk over to the window, slide it up, and open. He said he wanted me to feel his sperm, and then he went back to stroking his big fat cock. I watched as the head turned purple and exploded. I felt his sperm fly through the window opening and hit my face and my top that I was wearing.


My Bus Trip Ch. 1



I masturbated hard and fast trying to climax but I could not. He left and another man came in. He pulled out this dick and started to pee, he looked at me and smiled. His cock was limp and fat. I waited and when he stopped peeing he started to put it away. I told him not to put it away; I told him I wanted to watch him jack-off. I told him I wanted to see him sperm. He did not say a word, he turned to me, and I reached through the window and unzipped him. I grabbed his limp cock and pulled him closer to me. I leaned through the window and kissed the head of his cock. He stood there. I put it in my mouth and began to suck it with love and adoration. I felt his cock start to grow in my mouth. At first it is small it is the size of my husbands Chris. When the stranger started to get hard it got fatter, it got longer.

The bigger it grew the more I wanted to make it sperm with my mouth. It grew so big it hurt my mouth and my hand would not go around it. He started to pump in and out as I worked the huge head. He shot his sperm and it hit the back of my throat. I gulped it down and he kept pumping it me. His sperm would not stop and I did not want it to stop. I had been rubbing my pussy as I sucked him and it hit me, I was exploding hard, I was coming so hard my body was shaking hard back and fourth. I screamed out as I let his cock out of my mouth. 

It was then that I realized, I was being shaken, I opened my eyes to see this man shaking my shoulder asking me “are you all right lady? Are you OK? I woke up getting my bearings and realized that my hand was between my legs and I must have been masturbating in my dream. I pulled away from him and said “I’m OK, what happened, who are you?” he said, “I’m sorry lady, you were making some very loud noises and you screamed out. I heard you and thought I better wake you in case it was a nightmare. I kind of think it wasn’t any kind of nightmare I mean the scary kind.

I was very embarrassed; I mean here I was caught by a stranger as I masturbating in my sleep. I looked at him and I realized it is the man that went into the men’s room and jacked-off reading a dirty book. I said, “It was a nightmare, thank you for waking me, I’ll be all right now, please leave me be. He leaned close to my ear and he said “OK lady, but if you ask me you need a real good fuck in stead of just dreaming about it and fingering yourself.” I was so shocked anyone would talk that way to me. I did not know what to say but he quickly walked back to his seat. 

I was sick with myself; a stranger caught me masturbating in a public place. Sure I told him it was a bad dream but he knew I was lying. After all who has bad dreams masturbating? I wanted to die, how did I let myself get to this point anyway. We moved down the road and it was getting dark out. I sat there hoping that the man got off the bus soon maybe at our next stop. I sat there recalling him reading a dirty book jacking-off in the men’s room. My mind drifted off back to sex again and I have to tell you sitting there I was beginning to kick myself for not flying. 

I pulled up the arm dividing the seats and putting the pillow against the window I sort of sat across both seats looking out the window on the other side of the isle. I sat there wondering what the book was about that he was reading in the men’s room. I could not just get up and go ask him, so I just sat there watching the lights go by. About an hour passed when I saw him walking back toward the back. I thought he is going to the rest room. He sat down across the isle from me, I acted like I did not notice him and just closed my eyes. It is dark and for all he knew I was asleep. Before too long I saw him turn on his reading light and he pulled out a paper pack book. I could tell from the graphic cover it was another dirty book, yet it was not the same one he had in the men’s room when he jacked-off. I have very good eye site. I could read the title it said, “She can’t get enough” 

I sat there in the dark watching him read. He had also pulled up the seat divider and put a pillow against the window. He seemed to be lost in his book. After awhile I closed my eyes and just relaxed trying to fall asleep. Part of me was afraid to because of being caught having a sex dream and the other part of me wanted to do just that. I really did not climax the way I had wanted to. My mind was in a mess to say the least. I opened my eyes to see the man rubbing his big bulge between his legs. I could see he was getting very hard. After awhile he put down the book and started to get up. I closed my eyes and heard him messing with the storage compartment above. I heard him sit back down and this time he had a blanket covering him. 

I saw him look around and then he pulled his book back out. I watched him as he held the book with his left hand and with is right he is working around his zipper. Believe it or not I heard the man unzip his zipper over the hum of the Bus going down the road. I could see his dick pushing up the pole between his legs and his hand was moving up and down under it. The only time he stopped was to pull his hand out from under the blanket to turn a page. Then he would go right back at it; by now I is beyond just being turned on I was hot, I was so turned on that I could actually smell myself. I did not have a blanket and I did not want to get up and have him stop. I did want to touch myself so bad that I ached. I moved my hand ever so slowly down my tummy and slowly I pulled up my left leg allowing myself a little access. I slowly ran my hand up under my pant leg and inside my soaked panty’s. I never took my eyes off of the stranger. At the first sign of him catching me I is going to turn or something. 

I found my engorged clit and started to rub it. I ran my finger slowly in circles around it; enjoying the feeling to such a degree I felt fire in my mind. I watched him as he strokes and stroked. I thought I saw the blanket start to slide down because of the movement. I began hoping it was coming off and it was not my imagination. I had my eyes glued to it as I lay back rubbing myself. It was sliding off and I knew that if he did not catch it, it would only be a matter of seconds before I would see his cock. I would see his stiff cock and his hand and maybe see him shot his stuff. I watched him but down the book and he put his head back. He was pumping his cock fast and hard. 

I knew it would not be long before he came and I knew I was close enough that if I could time it right, I could climax when he did. The blanket finely fell and I saw it. I saw his huge cock standing straight up and his hand working it. I could see wet stuff at the head of his dick. I heard him moan and I was working my clit hard and fast to match him. I wanted to come, I no that was wrong but, I needed to come when he did. I saw his eyes, they where closed and I lifted my right leg up giving me full access to myself. I was being hampered by my pants crotch in the way so using my left hand I reached down and pulled the crotch aside so I could have better control. I swear I could hear my pussy sound all slushy and wet. The faster he moved his hand the faster I moved my two fingers on my clit. He was moaning louder and I could hardly contain myself. He shot his tuff out and that was all that I needed to take me over the top. I climaxed and I closed my legs as I lifted my butt off the seat in a mind-blowing climax. 

I stopped looking at his cock and looked at his eyes. He had been watching me and instead of being ashamed and afraid I felt something different. If I knew what it was I would tell you, it is not shame. Maybe the closest word would be excitement. I did not stop rubbing myself; I wanted more of this filthy wonderful feeling. I watched the man reach up and turn off the reading light. There are isle lights that barely light up anything. With what light there was I saw him stand up and take his pants off. He sat down with the blanket on his lap and patted the seat next to him. I was not in my right mind. I know that now. I got up and crossed the isle and just before I went to sit down he put his hand between my legs and was up inside my shorts before I could say no, and at the time did not want to say no.

I stood there in the dark almost leaning over the seat and this stranger had his hand in my pants from behind, he found my very wet pussy and began to do something I never had done before in my life. I felt him sliding fingers inside of my hole; it made me shudder with excitement. I sort of squatted down a little opening my legs giving him more access. His fingers worked magic in me. I started to feel another climax coming on me and it was going to be a hard one. He was not going fast enough for me, or hard enough for me. I started to bounce up and down against his fingers. I reached down between the seat and myself and found my clit. I started rubbing it fast. He pulled his hand down and began pulling down my shorts and panty’s. While he did that, I never missed a lick with my fingers. 

He pulled me down and whispered “kneel on the floor” I have to tell you kneeling on the floor between the seats is very hard, but some how I did it and he was right behind me. I felt his cock pushing against my hole and I wanted to feel it inside of me. As he slowly pushed in I remembered how big he was. He was maybe twice the size of my husband, I almost panicked thinking he would rip me. I did not feel any pain. On the contrary I felt nothing but pure pleasure. I could feel his cock stretching me and the more he stuffed inside of me the better it felt. 

I must have moaned too loud because he whispered, “quite, they’ll hear you” I could not stop so he covered my mouth. He started fucking in and out and I swear I saw nothing but stars. I saw lightning, I saw clouds, and I heard thunder I never ever felt this way in my life. I could smell the sex; I could hear the sound of his cock going in and out. I started to climax and I had to scream I could not control it what so ever. I thank God the stranger held my mouth to muffle my scream. While my body shuddered I felt him come in me, I felt for the first time in my life a man’s sperm hitting my cervix. That in it self just added to my climax. I could feel his cock pumping his love juice deep inside of me. I could feel it pulse in my hot pussy.

I felt him going limp and he pulled back and out. He moved up onto the seat and started to pull me around. I mistook his direction because I thought he is pulling me up, but he wasn’t he had me turn around and with one of his legs on the seat he had my face at his now limp cock. He pulled my face to himself and I knew what he wanted me to do. I had read about it in that book. It is something I would never do, not even to my husband whom I loved. This stranger wanted me to clean up our mess by licking our mixed juices from his sagging limp soaking wet dick. 

I closed my eyes leaned forward and took him in my mouth. I expected a horrible taste and was surprised at what I encountered. It was a mixture of salty and sweet. The smell is something in it self. I almost expected to get sick to my stomach however just the opposite happened I liked it, I honestly loved it. I licked his cock; I licked his balls and after awhile two things happened. First his cock got half-hard again and even then it was larger than Chris’s is. The second thing was my knees were beginning to hurt. The stranger pulled me up onto the seat and he knelt down between my legs. I could not believe any man would do such a disgusting thing to a woman. Yet I just did it to him didn’t I? He lifted my legs up out of the way and pulled me forward right to the edge of the seat. He started licking me and licking and licking. He started sucking on my clit on my hole and it was driving me crazy. I felt him working a finger in my butt hole and this man is making me wild with lust all over again. I have no idea how long he ate me I just lay there in the seat moaning and loving the filthiness of all of this. I guess he was hard again because he knelt up and slid me forward his cock was level with my cunt and he slid right in. 

He slammed into me hard and fast. The driver made an announcement “arriving Phoenix in a few minutes, those getting off please wait until the bus comes to a complete stop” the guy fucking me really sped up, I was grinding my cunt hard against him wanting every inch that he could give me. I knew I was going to come and come harder than I ever had before in my life, I was almost there. Then it happen, He finished before I did, it was too late he finished and pulled out of me before I could finish. He said, “This is my stop baby, I have to get my pants on.” He grabbed them and facing me he put them back on. He did not put his under pants on so his cock was hanging out inches from my face before he started to zip them up. I could not help it; I had to have one last taste of him before he left. I leaned forward and took what I could of him in my mouth trying to clean off every loving drop of our sperm from his cock. We where pulling into the terminal so he had to pull back. I was still naked and I had to get my own shorts back on before it got too light in there. He grabbed my panties and asked if he could keep them as a memento. I smiled and just as I was going to say yes that he could keep them if he wanted to. He put them in his pocket and then he said looking out the window, “Oh shit, my wife, better not let her see you.” So I slid down the seat letting go of his cock. He got his pants on and walked down the isle. I watched as he got off the bus and watched him and his wife kiss. It hit me hard what I had just done. I had sex with a stranger in a public place, he ate me after sex, I sucked him twice after sex, and on top of that I had not climaxed the second time. I was still horny as hell. The only thing to keep me from pulling down my pants and getting myself off was, we where at the station and all the lights where on inside the bus and outside. I looked down on the seat and he had forgotten his book. I picked it up and went back across to my seat. Now I had two filthy books to read. 

This stop had an hour lay over so I wanted to stretch my legs. I hid my two books on the side of my seat and went out to walk around. I did not want to hang inside the station so I walked outside looking for something better to read. I felt if I could get my mind off of sex for a while I could get back to the person I really was. I was surprised to see what part of town the bus station was in. Of course it wasn’t in the nicest part of town. I did not expect this, In San Diego that part of town is nice, but this place was in shall I say the seedy part of town. I wanted to buy a newspaper and maybe a Sydney Shelton book maybe a mystery anything but sex. 

I walked maybe 20 feet and came to a bookstore. I went inside only to find it is one of those Adult Bookstores. In my San Diego they are clearly marked, this one just said “book store” I hesitated for just a moment thinking of leaving but then I thought what the heck, I never have been in one before and I knew that I never would be again, I had time to kill so why not. I started looking around and they had all kinds of dirty videotapes, the pictures seemed to say it all. Sex filthy sex, I then saw all kinds of dirty books like the two I had hid on the bus. Then I saw the counter with all kinds of rubber dicks. It is then that I realized just how sheltered of a life I had lived up to this point. 

I was amazed, I saw all these things and none where the size of Chris, they where the size of the guy on the Bus and bigger. I kept walking around just looking when I saw a man walk out from behind a dark red curtain. I started walking back there when the guy behind the counter said “Sorry Missy, but they only take slots, we don’t take quarters” I stopped and said, “Excuse me.” He said, “Look lady, in order to go back there you have to buy 5 bucks in slots” I asked, “What is back there anyway?” he looked at me and said “The private video booths, what else?” You go back put in your coin and watch the show in your private booth. Just make sure you lock the door or you’ll have company.”

I was shocked, maybe stunned but, I was also curious and still a little excited from not climaxing on the bus. I was very curious. I handed him $5.00 looked at my watch and saw I had almost 45 minutes before my Bus left. I walked in the back and I could smell sperm. It was dark but I could see several men walking around. I was so excite I could hardly breath. The smell raped my nostrils; the whole thing was so intoxicating and so erotic. I saw an open door and went to go inside. The movie was playing and I saw two people in the booth one was bent over, and the other was behind her fucking her hard and fast. It was then that I saw the pants on the person being fucked. It is a man not a woman. I jumped back and told them that I was sorry from barging in on them. 

The two men did not seem to notice me walk in on them or even what I had said in my embarrassment. I never saw anything like that. I went into the first empty booth I could find. I shut leaned my back against the door and started talking too myself. “What are you doing here, get out of here before it is too late and you end up like one of these sick people, you don’t belong here, this is the Devils den, this is the place whores and queers go, get out, get out.” I closed my eyes trying to catch my breath almost ready to turn and run from this place when I noticed that there is light coming from the black wall in front of me. I was full of excitement, and wonder. I moved closer to the wall and I saw all kinds of light coming from it. There was a bench built in the booth facing the Video screen attached to the wall in my booth. With the light coming through, I could see the hole was to the left of the bench. I could tell that if anyone sat down on the bench they could look at the movie in front of them or look to the left through the hole and watch what was going on in the next booth. I put my purse down and then sat on the bench, I looked to my left through the hole where the light came through. The hole was not some little hole. The hole was so big that I know if I wanted to, I could stick my whole head through it.

I watched as a man was standing in the booth facing the video screen, he was watching and rubbing himself through his pants. The light from the Video lit up the booth and looking back it must have lit it up enough that he could see me sitting there watching him as he watched his movie. He dropped his pants and started pulling on his dick. I watched every movement of his hand. His cock was as big as the man on the Bus. I noticed that he started to look at the wall then back to the screen. He turned his body to face me and he kept stroking his stiff rock hard cock. I watched as he moved to over to the wall. I knew he had seen me watching him. I sort of moved back away from it and before I knew it he stuck his cock through the huge hole into my side. When he did that it cut off the source of light in my booth and it got pitch black. I sat there not knowing what I should do; I know what I wanted to do. I did not want to run away like some scared schoolgirl, it just startled me a little. I wanted to touch it; I reached up in the dark and grabbed it. I heard him say “Yea that’s it, that’s it” I leaned forward in the dark and found the head of his cock. 

I opened my mouth and slid it as far down as I could I get it. I licked it but what I really wanted was to feel it in me. I stood up, stepped out of my shorts then while setting them on the bench I moved my backside back up against the wall. I reached under myself and guided his cock into me. I felt so dirty, I felt so nasty and more sexually excited than I had ever been in my life. I felt the head of his dick touch me and when I felt the head begin to enter me, my mind spun with pleasure, I pushed back taking him in me. Like the stranger on the Bus I expected it to be uncomfortable, yet all it was, was pure pleasure. I felt him stretching me as it went deeper inside filling me. I could feel every fiber of my vagina gripping that cock of his. I moved back against the wall until I could go no further. At that point he began moving in and out fucking me hard. He was not the least bit quite; he talked loud enough for me to hear him. He told me (and I am sure anyone else that heard him calling at me through the wall) “You got one hot fuckin pussy baby, Your so fuckin wet, That’s it bitch fuck me back, yea bitch that’s it, Oh Fuck, your hot.” The whole wall shook as he slammed into me. From his excitement I felt he is close to coming and I wasn’t quite ready yet. I started rubbing my clit but it is too late, he climaxed and just like on the Bus with the other stranger this guy shot his sperm in me before I could climax myself. 




My Bus Trip Ch. 1



I began to talk to him (not loud at all, I didn’t want anyone to hear me beg for him to not stop) I was asking him not to stop, I is begging him not to stop but he did and then he pulled out of me then moved anyway. I just stayed there for a minute eyes closed and still rubbing me clit. However, it is just not the same, I needed more. I felt the mans fingers slide into and out of my hole as he kept talking to me loudly telling me how great I was and how hot I am. He said he would be back and he pulled out his fingers. I heard the door open and close, he is gone. I moved from the wall and sat down on the bench in my booth. I could not believe that he could bring me so close only to leave me needing a climax. I sat there next to my shorts sitting on the bench. I decided I better do something quick and put my shorts back on. I looked at my watch and I still had 27 minutes left before the bus would leave. I opened my legs real wide and began rubbing my clit like a wild woman. 

In the past masturbation would satisfy me, but this was different, it was not the same feeling. I even started using two fingers inside of my hole like the man had done. It felt wonderful but I knew it would take a long time to get close to what it felt like to be fucked like I had been. I decided to put on a movie and maybe watching something dirty like they showed here that would help. I sat there rubbing and just after the movie started I heard the door open next to me again. My booth is well lit up and I saw this man's black face in the hole between us he asked if I wanted to suck his cock or if I wanted to get fucked. I looked at him and with out missing a stroke of my pussy I said, “Suck you first” his face disappeared and in came his black cock through the huge hole in the wall. 

I kept fingering myself as I sucked him until I could not wait any more I got up and inched back on him as I did the other stranger. I moved my ass up against the wall and his cock filled me I loved this feeling of being so full of a man’s cock. This man did not start out pounding me hard, and he was quite. I could hear him grunt and moan as he fucked. He was nice and slow, taking his dick all the way out and at times I would hear a pop as it came out then with a nice slow even stroke he would enter me all over again. I felt myself racing to a climax I had my hands on my knees and the more this went on, the more I would move and all of a sudden the door to my booth opened. The video machine is still going so I could see it is a short pudgy man maybe in his late 50’s or 60’s. My head is up looking at him as he walked in and latched the door. I just watched him walk in catching me like this, I just could not move. My mind said to move, my mind told me to run, but that cock fucking me over-rode every thing else my mind was telling me.

The man moved over to me unzipped his pants and put his half-hard cock to my mouth. I could smell the urine on him; I could smell his sweat. It did not stop my excitement; as soon as his cock got with in the grasp of my lips I pulled him into me. I read in that book how the woman felt when she is being fucked from behind and she sucked another man at the same time. She wrote how wild and exciting it was for her. I then knew she was not fabricating her story. I felt the old guys cock swell up and get rock hard. He held my head and if it wasn’t for my hand at the base of his dick he would have choked me to death. I felt my climax hit me and it just would not stop. It kept going and going. The man had two hands holding my head as he fucked in and out of my mouth. I felt the black guy fucking me empty his hot sperm from his lovely fat cock into me. He kept fucking nice and slow and just would not stop just adding to my bliss. The man in my mouth shot his sperm in me and I swallowed it out of reflex. 

I heard a knock at the door and a man said “Hurry up Phil, I want some” the man pulled out and I looked at my watch. I had less than 6 minutes to get to the Bus. I said “Oh Shit I got to go.” Now never in my life (not one time) had I ever used the “S” word, well up until today I had never did anything that a lady should not do. I moved away from the wall and the person fucking me pulled back. I very quickly grabbed my purse and shorts, I stepped into them just as the old man unlatched the door I was running out buttoning my shorts as I ran. All kinds of men were calling at me begging me to stay. I felt sick with myself for being there, for doing what I had just did. I knew if I did not hurry I would miss my Bus.

I stepped on my Bus and went straight back to the potty. I locked the door and looked at myself. My hair was a filthy mess, I felt sperm running down my inner thighs, and I smelled like sex. I could smell the sperm; I could taste the sperm still in my mouth. I knew I had to some how clean myself up. I washed my face, washed my legs the best I could in such a small place. I brushed my hair and decided I could do no more. I went back to my seat and stared out into the dark with tears in my eyes. I wanted to kill myself and was trying to figure out the easiest way to do it with the least amount of pain.

Looking out the window I was startled by this woman’s voice. She said “excuse me dear, you look like you could use a friend right now, mind if I sit here with you?” She did not wait for my answer, she just sat down She said “I’m sorry to intrude in on you, I am Dr. Cynthia Jones, I have a PHD in psychology I have seen that look so many times I had to talk with you.”

I looked at her, she had to be the same age I was and I could not understand how she could tell my dilemma. Sure I had tears on my face, sure I could think of nothing else, but killing myself, but how in god’s name could she tell? She said “Look dear, I have about two hours before we get to my stop, and I can’t sleep, I can see you are in allot of pain It has been my experience that talking about it helps. Now I can only guess but looking at your wedding ring I can guess it isn’t money, and since you are alone here it could be many things. I have a feeling it is very hard and very important to you, am I right?” I looked at her for a minute and asked. “Your a Doctor?”

She said “yes I am dear, I am a very successful Psychologist, My daughter lives in Phoenix and I live in Dear Creek, I hate driving at night and there are no trains or planes, so here I am on the Bus. So tell me what is it that has you so depressed? I am sure I can be of some help.” I thought for a moment and said, My life is ruined, I lost my husband, I lost my self respect, and I have become a slut, a whore all in the last 24 hours. Do you really think you can help a person like that?” She patted my arm and said, “Honey, you are in luck, my specialty is human sexuality and I do believe I can help. Now take your time and tell me everything that has happen in this last 24 hours to make you feel like this.”

We sat in the dark and I told her everything, I told her all about my life, about catching Chris, watching the men through the crack in the wall, finding the dirty book, the sex with the man on the Bus, the sex at the book store. I told her everything and with her questions there is nothing what so ever left out. She asked “So Autumn let’s see if I understand everything before I give you my perspective. Correct me if I am wrong anywhere. You were a virgin when you got married, you never experienced any kind of sexual satisfaction with you husband what so ever. Your first climax was by masturbation a few months ago and that was over the Internet with a strange man you write back and fourth with. You caught your husband with another woman and then you experience your first climax from intercourse with a stranger right here on this Bus over there in that seat. Now you feel that you love sex only with strangers. In addition, because of your religion and background you want to kill yourself. Do I have it all, is that correct?”

I was in tears and said, “Yes, that’s it” She said, “honey first off you do have allot of issues to address, I can assure you that none of them are worth your life. Not one of them is worth your pain and torment. I would love to work with you over your problems because I can tell allot of it comes from your being so sheltered in your life and your lack of sexual fulfillment as well as your depression for not being able to have children, Lets start there. I can only give you some small insight about this but please hear me out.”

I can see allot of your problem is due to your sex life or lack there of. You have come to the realization that your husband’s penis is too small and even though his sperm count is high and you are able to have children, you can’t because of his size. I also see that up until today that you have never experienced a climax from intercourse and when you do, it is with a stranger. It is very similar to the book you where reading. Speaking of which, you have to understand that pornography is 99% fantasy and 1% lies. While I personally love reading it, I understand it is only there to excite me and it feeds my fantasies. The videos, the books, and the pictures are there to stimulate our brains and excite us for lovemaking.

I do not condone or condemn promiscuity, I do feel it is very important that if you are active with many partners that you use condoms. It is important because of all the things you can catch from un-protected sex, not to mention that if you are able to have children, you just may get pregnant from this kind of sexual activity. As for your feeling you are a slut, my dear you have found what God gave you a natural craving for sexual pleasure. I am not a religious person; I know that can be a problem to a wife or husband having sex outside of a marriage. I will say this, if you are not happy married sexually, you need to fix that, get a divorce and find a partner which will make you feel like the woman you are.” 

I asked “but how? I mean a lady doesn’t go out and have sex with men just to find out who will be good for her, good girl’s don’t do that.” She said “well that is part of what you need to deal with, It is obvious to me that you where brought up that a good girl looks at sex as bad and only necessary for procreating. If on the other hand you had sex prior to marriage you would have known what you were getting into or I should say what is getting in to you.” With that I laughed and so did she.

She went on “it is obvious from what you told me that your husband is not happy with sex at home and you would not even perform oral sex on him or let him do it to you. What else would you expect from a man? They constantly think about sex and that is normal. On the other hand if a woman thinks of sex or shows that she desires it she is considered abnormal.” I do not like those standards they are very wrong. Now I feel sex is not only good, it is normal, I feel that a woman who loves it like you and I do should be able to get it when we want it period. You are not a slut or whore, you are normal you have allot to learn about sex and by doing what you have been doing. By that I mean reading those dirty little books (As you put it,) Experimenting like you have been doing, all of that will give you a better understanding of who you are, and what you want and need in your life.

To Be Continued...



My Bus Trip Ch. 2



You are 31 and only beginning to learn the joys of sexual bliss, you have so much to learn and because of your sheltered life you feel guilty wanting to learn it. God did not make your body to experience that kind of pleasure if experiencing it was wrong. Just realize that you need to be careful and make the right choices in your life. Men want to use you for sex, and it is time us women started using men that way in my book.” 

I sat and listened not knowing what to think one thing for sure she did hit the nail on the head a few times. I asked her “than you feel I am normal in my sexual desires?” She said, “Honey they are very normal, you just have to learn how to control them and realize that your husband is normal also. Part of you hidden inside wants to get back at your husband for cheating on you. Another part has discovered how great sex is with a man that can give you pleasure. You have been sheltered all of your life and another part is mad about that, so you are trying to make up for lost time. I am saying this is all natural and that you just need to take it slow, make good choices and go ahead and learn all you can. There is so much out there for you. Have your fun, learn a little or a lot, go back home, and figure out if you want to stay with your husband or move on. Keep in mind just because a guy can screw you and make you feel good does not make him a good man.

Good men are hard to find and a hard man is better provided he has money.” With that we both broke out laughing. She then asked, “Did you read anything or see anything about women having sex together?” I told her that I did read about that but I did not understand what she was talking about. I told her I could picture the men things did but not the women. She said “well that is another part about sex you should look at if you really want to get a perfect picture about all sexual experiences.” 

We talked and talked then She said “Honey I am glad we talked, my stop is coming up in a few minutes, is your ticket straight through or can you make any overnight stops?” I told her I did not know and asked her why she asked. She told me “I was thinking since you have not been able to get any sleep on the Bus, you may want to get a little rest just to help you get your head straight. And of course we could talk some more, that is if you would like to. I have an extra bed and I am sure you would love a nice hot bath.” I told her I would ask the ticket agent when we stop and if I can I would love to stop and sleep over a night.

The Bus pulled in and the driver told us we had a 45-min. stop. I grabbed the two books I had hid and Cynthia saw me with them, she asked if she could see them for a minute so I handed them to her. She smiled and said, “I haven’t read these yet, and I bet they really get the juices flowing. You better put them in your purse before any one sees them; you can read them later. We went into the station and after checking my ticket I found I had what he said was an open ticket. I could stop as often as I wanted to as long as it was for no more than 24 hours at one stop. So grabbing my bags I went home with The Cynthia to her place. I was tired and the sperm between my legs was crusty. Remember I had lost my panties and I needed that bath. We went into her house and it was huge. Her house had to be worth a good 400-500K she took me inside to her guest room. It was huge and the bath was like a big Jacuzzi. So big that 2-3 people could bathe. She started the water and put in bubble bath, she told me to get out of my cloths and get in. I felt comfortable with her so I did. As I slid in the tub she took my things and said she would toss them in the washer for me. 

I laid back thinking of all that we had talked about; I was glad I met her and very happy she wanted to help me, I closed my eyes and relaxed. She returned wearing a lovely white see through robe. She said, “that looks so relaxing, mind if I join you?” she did not wait for an answer; she slid off her robe and stepped into the sunken tub. I felt very comfortable with her and thought nothing at all about it. 

Cynthia spoke softly and the subject turned back to sex. She was asking me how I felt having my first climax masturbating and then how it felt on the Bus. She asked me about the books what parts I like reading and what parts got me turned on. Some where during all that she asked if she could wash my back, I almost jumped at the request, I love having my back washed. We kept talking and it began to have an effect on me, with her touching me and all the sex talk was taking a toll, she brought back all those things I had read. And I was recalling all the excitement of the nasty sex. I realized that I was turned on and I wished I had a man washing my back. 

Cynthia became very tender and her touch was so soft, I felt her breath on my neck, I felt her fingers wandering down my sides and every once in a while cup and wash my breast. I was sitting between her legs with my back to her. While we were talking I had reached down and began rubbing my clit trying not to let her know how turned on I was because of all the talking. Somewhere in all of that I leaned back against her and she began to kiss the back of my neck. I felt her hands work slowly over my breast and gently touch my nipples. I could feel her breast and nipples in my back. I heard her say “That’s it dear, just relax and let it flow, that’s it nice and easy, drift away, just think how wonderful this feels.” I felt her reach down with her right hand down my tummy to my hand gently rubbing my self. 

She said, “That’s it baby, make it feel good, here let me touch it for you baby.” I felt her hand slide down under mine and take over between my legs. She said “That’s it honey, open them up for me, that’s it nice and wide, do you like that baby?” I laid there moaning and could barely talk at all it felt so good and so relaxing. I felt her kissing my neck and I felt her moving her lips to my cheek, I turned my head and met her lips with mine. It was a gentle kiss, a soft kiss, and a loving kiss. I brought my hand up to work my other breast and nipple. I felt her pinching my nipple the closer I came to my climax. I realized that by doing that it increased my feeling between my legs. I started squeezing my nipple even harder than she was. I started climaxing and climaxing and climaxing. My whole body shook and I think I have never experience such a more loving climax in my life.

It was a very long time before she stopped touching me, Cynthia never asked for anything in return. When she felt I was ready she said, “Let’s get out and get you dried off, you need to get some sleep, and I feel you are going to sleep like a baby.” I felt like a little schoolgirl I felt excited, drained, and honestly loved. We got up and she dried me off, I then dried her off and I was amazed as to my excitement touching her drying off her breast and legs. I could not bring myself to touch her between her legs. If she would have asked me to I most likely would have but she didn’t. She said “honey you can sleep here alone or if you wish, I can sleep here with you, what ever you want.” 

I looked at her and said, “I have not slept alone since I was 18, and I think I would sleep better if you were with me.” She smiled and we got in bed, it was now 4:30 am I fell right to sleep. I woke up and it was daylight outside, I was laying on my side facing the window. I realized that I heard a buzzing sound and moaning from behind me. It was a loud buzzing sound and I started to feel the bed move in a steady rocking motion. I could not stand it any longer I turned over and there Cynthia was on her back, legs up and open. She had this big long rubber dick inside of her, which she was moving in and out with her left hand. In her right hand was this big body massager she had it held tight against the top of her pussy I assume against her clit. Her eyes where tightly shut and she was fucking herself it hard and fast as she worked to her wonderful climax.

I just laid there watching as she experienced some wild wonderful orgasms. It did not take long to make me desire to experience what it was she was feeling. I laid there opened my legs and began to feel the flower of my excitement. She slowed down and finely stopped, she opened her eyes and smiled at me next to her. She said, “Sorry dear, but I always start my day off with 3-4 good strong climaxes. I have found that starting the day like this makes the whole day just perfect and everything is so much easier to deal with.” 

She pulled out the rubber cock from herself and brought the end that was in her up to her mouth, she sucked it and licked it making sounds of pleasure. When she finished she said. “Can’t put away your toys with out cleaning them you know.” I never stopped touching my self as I laid there. She said “looks like you could use a little pick me up darling, would you like to try my lover here?” she then again with out waiting for an answer placed her massager at the top of my bush. She said “Turn on your back and open your legs dear” I did and once my legs were open the end of the massager was right on my clit. I climaxed so fast and so hard I could hardly breath. She did not wait for me to come down, in the middle of my mind-bending climax I felt her slide the end of that long rubber dick in my hole. 

I could not believe the feeling she was giving me. Here I was my body racked in this crazy climax and she was feeding my pussy this wonderful rubber dick. She pulled back the massager and slowly just moved the cock in and out, she started kissing my breast and nipping at my nipples. She was taking me to another climax and I was starting to loose all since of reality. I could feel my body tense up ready to explode when she pulled out the rubber cock and put the massager back on my clit. It took a minute or two but there I was all ready to double up in this huge climax when she pulled it away and slid the rubber cock into my open hot hole. I was going crazy she kept this up until I was almost in tears. 

She stopped long enough to tell me to scoot down the bed a little; she wanted to try something else that would give me pleasure. Hell at that point I would have done anything for her. I slid down the bed and she straddled my chest with her back to me. I felt her go back to working my hole and my clit with her toys. She had to adjust herself a little and before I realized it she was kneeling over me with her legs on each side of my head. She kept working me to frenzy. I loved what she was doing and hating what she was doing. She kept me right at the edge of a mind-blowing climax. I could feel her breath on my groin as she rested her face on the side of my leg while she worked on me. I had my eyes closed and relished this feeling. I opened them to see her pussy directly over my face and her hole was open and dripping wet. 

I could see her moving her butt like she was fucking some invisible man as she worked on me. Then as I laid there screaming out in agony and desire she pulled out the cock and put her mouth to work on me. I felt her warm mouth and her lips I watched as she lowered her open wet crotch down to my mouth. I wrapped my arms around her ass and pulled her to my face. I could feel her mouth working my hole and my clit. I went to work on her hole and her big swollen clit. I climaxed and climaxed I could not stop and I didn’t want it to stop. I could feel her body shudder against me that told me she was climaxing as hard as I was and her screams of joy matched mine as our mouth’s muffles those screams against each of our open hot holes.

I can’t tell you how long we laid there like that; I can’t begin to tell you the feeling she gave me and that I received by eating her. I can tell you that I loved making her climax and I loved the way she loved my mouth. I seemed to get back my senses and I realized that she had also worked a finger or two inside my butt hole and I had two fingers inside of her. I can only guess that she started it and I just did what she did. I do know that as strange as it seemed, I sure loved the nasty things we did to each other.

Finely Cynthia rolled over off of me and I held onto her. She wanted to stop but I did not. I did not want to take my face from her lovely sweet tasting pussy. I wanted to make her climax more and more. She said, “enough, enough baby, let me catch my breath, we have all day, you can eat mom-ma a little later, right now, lets get some breakfast.” I reluctantly let her go and she got up. She put the rubber cock to my mouth and said “lick it clean baby, remember we have to clean up after ourselves, we don’t put any toys away dirty.” 

She put the end to my lips and I started licking it. It was very wet and sloppy I think it was because of all the sperm from the evening before still inside of me. Something in me loved this nastiness and I licked sucked and cleaned her cock real good. She stood up and after I cleaned it I took it from my mouth and brought it down to my pussy. I pulled it into myself and with glazed eyes looked at her as I proceeded to fuck myself nice and slow. She smiled and said “my baby, you are a little hot one aren’t you, I wonder if you are going to be able to control that thing of yours, I’ll be back don’t hurt yourself while I’m gone.” And she walked out of the room.

I laid there and must have drifted back to sleep; I woke up smelling bacon and eggs. I remembered what I was doing when I fell asleep. Not feeling anything between my legs I looked down and found the cock laying next to me. I got up, went to the bathroom, and walked naked down stairs to my new sweet heart. When I walked into the Kitchen I saw Cynthia and a man Cynthia was naked and the man had shorts on. They both saw me together and I froze in shock. I did not realize that there was man in the house. 

Cynthia said “Hi Autumn meet my husband, this is Henry, Henry this id Autumn and be nice to her, she is going through some tough things right now the biggest thing is her new love for sex. Take a look at this Honey, he has a big one.” With that she reached down in his shorts and pulled out his big fat long cock. I just stood there staring and like I said in shock. Finely she said “Honey it isn’t polite to stair” I could not move, I was just in so much shock. Cynthia walked over to me and said “I’m sorry Autumn, I should have told you my husband was here, we have a rich open loving relationship and I thought you may want to learn some more about this wonderful thing you love so much. Besides he really knows how to use that tool of his.”

She led me to a barstool and I sat down. She knelt down between my legs and moved her face to my crotch. Henry just stood there watching his wife going down on me as I watched his cock swell up and as he started stroking it. Cynthia had me lean back and she placed my legs over both of her shoulders. She inserted one or two fingers into my hole and I was loosing it. The fact of doing this in front of her husband was so nasty, and so filthy. Watching him jack-off as his wife was eating me and fingering me. I felt her working a finger into my but hole I felt myself building and building to a climax. She stopped eating me just long enough to tell her husband to put on a rubber. Ten she went back licking, loving and sucking my cunt.

I watched as Henry rolled a condom over his huge stiff cock. I watched as he walked over to us. With no words spoken, She pulled back and Henry stepped in between my legs. I held them up for him as she pulled back. The height of the stool made it perfect for him. He just moved in and I felt his cock slide in. Cynthia stood up and moved to my side, she moved her mouth to mine and we began to kiss, the more he fucked me the hotter we kissed. I reached for Cynthia’s pussy only to feel her hand finger fucking herself hard and furious. I reached for her tits and squeezed them as hard as I could. I found her nipples and tried to pull them off. I felt her shudder and Henry crammed his cock deep into me as he came. It did not feel the same. The rubber stopped his sperm from hitting my cervix and I realized that was one of the feelings that I really got off on.

He pulled out of me and Cynthia knelt back down between my legs gently loving my hole with her mouth. I came back down to earth and relished this feeling and after glow. Cynthia finely stood up and we ate breakfast. She told me how once in a while Henry and her share as lover. He will share a woman with her and she will share a woman or man with him. They told me it is their way to spice up their marriage.

We had sex many times that day sometimes just Henry, myself, and other times Cynthia and myself. The only thing I regretted was the condoms. It just was not the same when a man comes inside of you. I do not like them what so ever. The Bus left town at 7 PM 1 AM and 4 AM. I told them I wanted to catch the 7 PM Bus. The dropped me off at my Bus and Cynthia gave me a book to read called “The Joy Of Sex” It had illustrations, stories, suggestions, and positions. She told me to practice allot and make sure I used condoms. She gave me her telephone number and told me to call anytime.

I kissed Henry a very hot kiss to remember me by, and Cynthia did the same to me. I checked my bags and got on the Bus. Cynthia and I are the same size and she gave me this lovely yellow summer dress to wear. I put on my Bobbie socks and I was very comfortable. I was glad I spent the time I had with them. With her because she let me know just how normal I was and how normal sex was. The one thing that I still could not shake was this desire within me. This hunger that I had, I just craved sex, like a thirsty woman craves water. I went to the last seat on the Bus because it was one big long seat across the back. It was long enough that I could put up the arms, get a blanket and pillow, and lay down. I had one very busy day and to be totally honest I did not get much sleep at Cynthia’s. It was more like a nice nap, and then day sex.

As I lay there, I was trying to sort things out in my head. I have to admit I was no longer suicidal, I was still very much confused about my sexual desires, and I could not stop thinking about what I was going to do about my marriage. I know that I do love Jim; he hurt me by having sex with his secretary. It hurt me to know that I loved a man that could not sexually satisfy me and for that matter even get me pregnant just because his penis was so small. In every other way I know that Jim is a wonderful man, he has provided everything I have ever needed except my sexual satisfaction, which I never even, knew about. I never knew that I could have with a man drive me crazy with pleasure.) Up until yesterday sex meant nothing more to me than just a wifely duty.

I fell asleep with the rocking of the Bus, I would become aware at times when we stopped at a Bus stop, but I would just fall back to sleep. I woke up and I could see daylight outside. I sat up and looked around. The country was still the good old desert look out side and in the Bus I saw that the Bus was just less than half full. Allot of people were resting and others were like myself just looking around. I felt stiff and needed to pee. I went to the toilet did my thing, brushed my teeth, my hair, washed my face and but little bit of makeup on. Talk about fun, it was not easy standing there with the moving back and fourth bouncing around. I felt lucky I did not run my lipstick or poke my eye out.

I went back to my seat and just sat there. I stared out the window thinking about yesterday, last night I felt good to do nothing but sit and think. Think about what I wanted out of life, what I needed in life. I thought about all the things Cynthia told me, and of course the things she taught me. I saw we were pulling into a very old out of the place Bus stop. The driver announced it would be an hour stop for breakfast. I felt hungry and looked forward to getting off the Bus to stretch my legs.




My Bus Trip Ch. 2



Going inside I found a small booth and placed my order. After I ate my meal I had time to kill so I walked into the little shop that was part of the restaurant. I just looked around and I noticed one little section that had “adult” section. I walked over and saw several sex magazines, and paper back dirty bookrack full of dirty little sex books. I walked closer and looked at the books. I was thinking I had three to read right now, but I may never get another chance like this to buy one myself. I decided I better not. I better read those first, after all I may end up not really enjoying reading them now. 

I decided to go potty, then go back, and sit in my seat until we left. I went into the bathroom and it was clean but very old. I sat down and I looked at the wall to my side. I am not sure what I was looking for but I did look. I saw a hole in the wall and a big piece of toilet paper stuffed in the hole. My heart pumped fast, my breath was rapid and my hand shook as I reached up and slowly pulled the paper out of the hole. I had a perfect view of the men’s room and there stood a man peeing into the toilet. I looked at his cock and it was just about the same size I had seen lately. He finished and just stood there. He began to slowly run his fingers from the tip down to the base of it. He was defiantly getting hard as he did this. Sitting there his cock was maybe 8-10” from my face, on his side of the wall. 

I felt excited and I wanted to see if he was going to go all the way and make it squirt his stuff out. I reached down, found my clit, and began touching it and sliding it in and back out my wet hole. He was rock hard and he was moving his hand nice and steady. I saw him move and with out missing a stroke he turned and stuck it through the hole in the wall. I did not hesitate I took his cock in my mouth and rubbed my pussy with more vigor than ever before. I held his cock with my free hand and worked it to make him sperm. I felt myself cresting the top of a wonderful climax. He was pushing hard against the wall and my hand, I could feel it swell, and as I started to come down, he finished and pulled back. I kept rubbing and enjoying my after glow. I remembered only after about a condom and there was no way I could have used one right then. (Well none that I knew of anyway) 

I moved closer to the hole to see if I could see who it was that I had just had sex with. Was it another passenger? He didn’t have uniform pants on so I knew it wasn’t the driver. The only thing I could see was blue jeans and dirty running shoes. I though that would be enough to give me an idea. I pulled up my panties and went back to the Bus. I saw several men sitting there and almost all of them had jeans and dirty running shoes. I thought I recognized one but then the next man’s shoes looked closer to what I had seen. Everyone smiled at me as I walked by him or her. I did see the driver get on and even he had on jeans and running shoes. I realized right then that it could have been any one of them and maybe not. There where allot of men out side also wearing jeans.

I wondered if the man could see me. If he could have seen my yellow summer dress then it hit me, maybe he did and maybe he was on this bus. My heart raced, I was scared, excited and sick to my tummy all at the same time. No one stood out or made any move to check me out so to speak. I decided that the man just was not on the Bus. Sat down, pulled out the book “The Joy Of Sex” The Bus took off and I kept reading. I read the book, the stories, the suggestions, I looked at the illustrations, and when I finished the book I was excited as hell. My mouth was dry, my heart felt like it was going to explode, and my vagina was pulsing, I mean throbbing. 

I put myself in every thing that I had read, and almost everything brought back some lovely memory of sex that I did yesterday. I had to pee so I went to the bathroom and found my panties were sopping wet. I just had to masturbate I knew if I didn’t I would end up going crazy with sexual desire. I was so turned on that it did not take long to climax however just using my fingers did not seem to satisfy me that much. I remembered the section about women using toys and the part that women talked about things that they in the past used “in case of emergency” I looked around but there was nothing in that cramped bathroom that I could see to use. I remembered that one woman used a hairbrush so I pulled mine out. Using the handle of it I did get some better satisfaction but again it was not the same. 

I felt I did as much as I could do at the time and place I was at. I wished I had taken Cynthia up on her offer to give me one of her rubber dicks. I sat there kicking myself; I just knew that a lady like myself would never need one of those things. God was I kicking myself now. I went to pull my panties back up and they where so wet they were cold as could be. I decided to put them in my purse and get out a new pair the first chance I get the next bus stop. I went back to my seat and pulled out the dirty book that I had started. 

People were coming and going to the bathroom and since the door was over to my right at the end of my seat I saw everyone stepping inside and closing the door. I had a very clear view of the bathroom. And of course they all could see me sitting there reading. I had my book folded so no one would be able to tell that it was one of those dirty books. Every now and then when I saw a person walk up to the bathroom and our eyes met I would just smile (being polite) I saw this one young man (he was maybe 20-25 years old) walk back and he stood at the door for a moment looking at me. He was smiling and I noticed he was wearing jeans and the shoes looked just like. I looked up at his face and he had a smile from ear to ear.

He stood there and he put his hand on his crotch then grabbed hold of his dick. Now the next thing should have surprised me but for some reason I wasn’t. Let me explain how that door worked. When it was open it opened from the back out, so that when a person opened the door it blocked the isle and the door hit the back of the seat in the row in front of me. Well this young man opened the door, stood with his back to the bathroom and he held the door open with his foot. He looked at me right in the eyes and he un-did his jeans. He unzipped the zipper and pushed his pants down exposing his underwear. I could see his cock pushing to get free. My eyes were now glued to his hand that shoved them down and he grabbed it. I watched as he started stroking his dick. I just sat there, I could not move. I watched him bring his cock out, stroke it and get it standing up ridged and hard. I could see liquid oozing out of his hole. The book said it was pre-sperm end men had it when they were ready to have sex. 

I desired to feel that cock in me but I was not going to move. It was daylight, there were people fairly close, and anyone if they looked could see what was going on. The door covered only so much so if I did anything I am sure someone could see. The young man stopped and motioned for me to scoot over closer to him. I looked around and putting my book down I slid a little closer. The hum of the engine was loud so it was hard to hear what he was whispering to me. He wanted me closer so I slid just a little more. This went on until I was at the end of the back seat and close enough to see the swollen veins on his cock. I was perspiring and I could hardly catch my breath I sat there and reached up to touch it. My pussy was throbbing I wanted it in me, I needed it in me. I knew there was no room in the bathroom, I knew that even though there was plenty of room for us on my back seat, it was daylight and I was not going to risk being caught like that.

I knew we could not do anything in the bathroom because it was so small so it left only one thing to do. I grabbed it and pulled him into my mouth. I started working it and with my free hand I went to work on myself. I remembered about the condom. I pulled back and mouthed to the man “CONDOM” he smiled leaned forward and said “Don’t worry lady I’ll pull out just before I sperm, you are the hottest woman I have ever met.” He stood back up and I went back to work. This had to be the filthiest thing I had ever did in my life, doing it took me so far over the top of a climax I felt like I was standing watching this cock crazy woman doing anything she could to get and keep that feeling. I was climaxing and I felt his cock swell, he was ready to shoot. I felt him try to pull out. I said try because the only way that that cock was coming out of my mouth was after he emptied it first. I held him with my hand and with my sucking mouth. He gave up and grabbed the top of my head. He pulled me to him and held on tight as he shoved it hard into my throat. I started to come down from my own climax as he finished himself.

He quickly pulled back, pulled up his pants and leaned over then said, “My brother was right, you have the hottest mouth I have ever had.” He moved to shut the door and he went back to his seat. I looked at him and he sat down next to another young man. They laughed and gave each other a hand slap. I think they call it a “High Five” They looked back at me and the other young man gave me an “OK” sign. I wanted to crawl into a hole and hide. I let my body take control over my mind and I didn’t even want to use protection. The least I should have done was let him pull out. I justified it by thinking that if he did pull out he would have shot his seed all over my face, my hair, and my dress. 

While I had never in my life experienced anything like that in my life I knew I loved the excitement of it. I realized that I loved the feeling of a cock in my mouth and it exploding there. I also realized that the way I was acting that I could not go through life like this. I knew I had to return home some time. I had to face my family and my friends. My church, my Pastor, my family, my friends. I knew I could not go on like this. I had to stop and stop before it got out of control, before I got out of control. 

As I sat there it hit me, every time the Bus stopped out in some old bus Station I had a sexual experience I also wondered if every Bus station had bathrooms like I had seen twice. I wondered and I decided to find out at the next stop that I could get off. I smelled like men’s sperm and I could smell my own sex. I scooted back over to where I was sitting I closed my eyes and tried to blank out what I just did. I felt my seat move and I opened my eyes. A man moved in next to me and sat down. He said “My friend there said if I showed you my cock that you would suck it.” I looked at him and my face had to have turned seven shades of red. He said, “I even got a condom, here take a look at this beauty.” He stood up undid his pants; he took my hand and put it on his dick. He sat down and pulled the back of my head to his crotch.

I held it and guided it to my mouth. He lifted up my blanket to cover my head and most of my body. I worked his cock with my hand and loved it with my mouth. I felt it start to swell and I pulled back, he tried to keep me there but I wanted him to put on his condom. I pulled away and said, “put it on, put your condom on, hurry.” I watched as he reached down and fumbled around finely getting it out and then putting it on. He kept looking all around not wanting to get caught like this and finely when it was on, his dick was almost limp. And he was very upset; I pulled the blanket up over my head and started in sucking him again. It took some time but it did not take too long to get him hard and ready again.

I was bouncing my head up and down and he said “Wait hold it some one is coming” he pushed down on my head and held me. I heard him say, “She’s asleep, just wanted to keep the light out of her eyes. I heard the door close and he released my head. I moved frantically for two reason’s first my jaw was getting starting to tired and second I wanted this young man to climax, I wanted to feel him give fourth his nectar to me. I heard the door open and he tried to stop me, but I could not stop. I heard him try to talk normal but he could not. He said, “Leave us alone, go sit down.” 

I heard the person walk away. I had my hand working between my legs and I was close to my own climax. Knowing that someone sort of caught us made it even more exciting. Was it another man? Was it one of the women? I worked this stranger’s cock hard and I wanted his juice in me. I felt him pulse out his juice and my own body shook with a climax. The rubber caught the stuff and I can’t explain it I hated it, I hated the fact I could not get his juice and that I could not swallow it. 

Yes I did have a climax but it was not the same. I hated that condom in my mouth holding his stuff and keeping it from me. When he finished he helped me sit up; he stood and pulled off the full condom. He dropped it on the floor and pushed it under the seat in front of us, and then he up pulled his pants up. He leaned over to me and said, “I’m sorry we are getting off at the next stop. You are the best cocksucker I have ever had in my life; you’re better than anyone is ever. If you were younger I’d take you home and fuck you till you begged me to stop.” I hated what he said, I hated him for his arrogance and I hated the fact he pointed out how much older I was from him. But most of all I hated myself more for being so sexually excited for being with and having with a younger man (close to 10 years younger than me.) 

To Be Continued...



My Bus Trip Ch. 3



I straightened up and smoothed my dress down. I looked down at the floor and saw the end of the condom. I knew that if I ever allowed myself to get into this kind of situation again, I sure would not use a condom. Maybe if I screwed I would Oh hell I know I have to, but it is not the same when I suck off a man. Part of the enjoyment is feeling his cock explode in my mouth and to gulp down his hot juice, that in it self produces enjoyment.

We finely came to a stop and I watched the boys get off the bus. I did not want to get off. I took the blanket and put it over my lap. I put my head back and closed my eyes. I felt so ashamed and I was so turned on sexually. How can I ever explain this? I just can’t I hated my craving for sex. I felt like I had just become an addict. You know how they say there are some people that if they ever take one little bit of drug, that they are immediately a drug addict. They say that their body’s just latch onto the drugs and they cannot ever get over the cravings. While there are those that do drugs once, think nothing of it, and never desire it again. Well the more I think about it the more I think that I may have become hooked. In addition, I have no idea how to fix it.

I sat there thinking and soon the bus was underway. I was thinking how long of a Bus ride this was turning out to be. Here it was the second day and we where only in New Mexico. I thought they just drove straight through with stops in major cities. Boy was I wrong they go here, they go there, and they stop in places so out of the way, places with just a gas station, restaurant and always a gift shop. I knew this was going to be a very long and very interesting trip. I say that because so far it has not been boring (at times it has been anything else but that) I rode awhile and decided to pull out the book and finish it.

Boy this girl in the book sure was addicted to sex, she never wore panties or bras, and she got off showing her naked self to strange men and women. Then she would screw anyone (man or woman) anyplace at anytime. Thinking of this really hit me hard, here I was having sex with strange men, (and women) in public places and I was just like her I could not say the word “No” or “Stop It.” 

In drug commercials they tell us to “Just Say No” here I can’t say that little word “No” and this girl never would say “No” she was into Gang-Bangs and she loved anal sex as much if not more than vagina sex. Now after reading all this, I did recall what Cynthia had told me. Nevertheless, the way that this book was written it was so hard for me to believe it was made up or fiction. Or that it was even written by a man and not a real woman. Then to be honest I never read anything like this before so how can I even know or be sure.

I could believe everything she wrote because for the last day or so I was doing the same things. Well I may not have done a Gang-Bang but from the way she talked it has to be wild and fantastic. The way she talked about anal sex made me wonder if it really felt the way she described it. I recalled how great it felt when I had fingers in me, but that really wasn’t anal sex. I finished the book just as we pulled into another one of those Bus Stations. The driver said we had a 20-minute stop. I wasn’t hungry and I just wanted to stretch my legs. I went into the gift shop and looked around; to be honest I was looking for something to sort of fill in to help me masturbate, I had to take off this edge this craving I had. 

I read about the women using things like bananas, cucumbers, toys like plastic bananas, plastic bats. I had all this going through my mind. I saw one of those small souvenir plastic bats with “New Mexico” written on it. I told the woman when I paid for it that my nephew would love it. I also wanted to check out the ladies room and see if my hunch was right. I wanted to see if there was another bathroom with a hole cut in the wall. I got to the door and it was locked, I waited and as I did a man walked into the men’s room. A minute later a woman came out of the bathroom. She said “be careful in there, there is a peeping tom, I’m going to go complain.”

I went in and locked the door. I could already see the big hole in the wall between the men’s room and ours. I felt instant excitement and my head seemed to swell wit a rush of blood going to it. I went over to the toilet seat I pushed back my dress and opened my legs real wide I acted as if I had not noticed the hole and I opened my paper bag pulled out my new toy bat and edging forward I eased it into myself. I glance down to my right and I could see movement and a red shirt. I knew he was watching me. I reached down and started rubbing my clit as I kept sliding the bat in and out. It did not take long before I had a climax rake through my body and I literally lost control, my body shook violently as I came I felt a warm splash on my arm and saw sperm shooting in through the hole. He must have jacked off and let it fly into my side.

I heard a knock on the door and a woman’s voice. “Anyone in there? Is they’re anyone in there?” I coughed and caught my breath, I said, “Yea, I’ll be right out, give me a minute.” I pulled out the toy, and immediately licked it clean. I stood up wiped off my arms and my dress, I fixed my hair and went out. I walked to the Bus and went to my seat. The man with the red shirt got on and seeing me he walked all the way back and sat down in the seat in front of the toilet. He looked at me and smiled, I looked away ashamed of what I did and that he had seen me do. Yes I did it to excite him but I did not think he was from the bus, or he would get on the Bus from there. I surely did not think that even if he would get on that he would sit close or near to me. 

I sat there trying not to look at him and I realized that I had forgotten to get my suitcase out and grab a pair of panties. Thinking of that I remembered the book I just finished, I kind of like that fact that for the past 3-4 hours I had been naked under my dress and yes it was exciting once I thought about it. I pulled out my last book and it was just like the other sex book. Only this was written like there was a third person everywhere telling the reader what was going on. 

I found it a nice change and I could tell this one was written by a man (well I think it was anyway) this girl was every bit as frisky as the first book. The only thing different was she had all of her sex at the office with everyone, males, and females. She liked to go to work wearing short dress’s and skirts and instead of working her job seemed to be the office “pick-me-up” I think it was her job to keep the employees all sexually happy, while she was written in to be the receptionist. It seemed it was sex that she was receiving and she took as much as she could get. One thing caught my eye, near the beginning of the book she was talking to another woman about using condoms, she went on to explain why she hated “protected sex” now the part that caught my eye was. She told her why she didn’t use any what so ever. She said she read report after report that more people die in car crashes in one day than all the people that die from aids in one year in the United States. 

She went on to tell him that the pleasure was worth the risk for her. Now I don’t know if that was a true statement or not. I mean the statistics part. I did agree that maybe the pleasure was worth the risk. I know I hated condoms when I suck a man’s cock, I did want to see if there was a difference in actually having sex or not. I lost myself in my book this woman was wild and I never thought anyone could top the last book I just read. There was one thing, this woman had a thing for anal sex, she really loved it allot. I know the other book I told you about did also but not like this one. This girl craved it and she went on an on about getting it. I was so engrossed in my book that I did not realize that the man in the red shirt got up and moved into my back seat. That is until I felt the seat move and then seeing movement out of the side of my right eye.

I just kept reading and like before I had the cover turned so no one would know it was one of those books. I could see he was scooting closer to me and finely I put the book down, then turned to him and said, “May I help you?” (God why did I say that? I knew the minute the words left my mouth it was the wrong thing to say.) He smiled and said “Oh I don’t know I thought I may be able to help you out, after all, you can’t get much from a little plastic bat, I am sure I can make you feel a lot better than it can.”

I knew it; I knew it, me and my big mouth. I said, “What do you mean? I bought that for my nephew it’s a souvenir.” He said “from where you stored it, I would think it was more of a toy for you, than your nephew.” I gave him a disgusted look and said, “all right, so tell me all wise man, just where have I been storing it anyway.” I thought that would shut him up and he would leave me alone. He said “I saw you in the bathroom, I saw you use that bat to have a climax with. I was the one who gave you my sperm bath through the hole.” I knew I screwed up then, he was not going to back down one bit. I said “OK, so you saw me, so what, do you think I need a man if I have my toys?” he smiled and said, “look I saw you sucking that kid awhile back. I waited for you to go into the ladies room and I know women like you. You live for sex, you thrive for sex, and you’re the kind of woman that loves it all the time. Now tell me that I am wrong and I’ll leave you alone, other wise I think if your game, my cock can take you to the promised land and beyond, how would you like to feel a real cock in you instead of your little fucking toy bat.” 

He was straight to the point and his forwardness as well as his talking had me in red hot with sexual heat. I looked him in the eye and said, “Do you have a condom?” he said “I always come prepared” I was excited and I looked at him in then said “how? Where?” he said, “here, now, you kneel on the floor and I’ll take you from behind. The seat backs will shield us from being seen by anyone.” I said “what about the toilet?” he said “we just left the station a bit ago, no one is ready to use it yet, if we wait too long that can change.” He reached for my legs and when he touched it I felt like electricity running through me. I opened my legs and he went straight up to my throbbing pussy. His fingers felt so smooth and so strong. I moaned and he pulled me closer. He began finger fucking me slowly at first then harder and harder. I grabbed him through his pants and he was big. He said, “Kneel down.” I said “put the condom on first.”

He undid his pants and sitting there he managed to slide the condom down his fat shaft. I moved to the floor and faced the side with the window. He knelt behind me and I felt my head spin as he put the head of his cock at my hole. I thought he would insert himself slowly inside only to find that once he had the head in he drove it hard and deep with one fast thrust. I almost screamed, not in pain, it was from the invasion of his cock so hard and fast. Yes I wanted it and I wanted it bad. He thrust and thrust. Slamming into me, I could feel him hitting my cervix with every thrust. There was a pain - pleasure thing, It did hurt But. At the same time it was a lovely full filling of being used as a woman for a man’s pleasure. I was his to use and something in me made me enjoy this at the time. I loved it but he was way to fast and I felt him throb inside of me. I was rubbing my clit, but again it was not the same. I missed the wet feeling; I missed the feeling of his sperm slamming into my cervix. I missed the fact that I could not have his sperm in my hole. He pulled out, ripped off the condom got up and moved up the isle. I slowly got up off of my knees and sat back down. I looked around and no one seemed to have noticed what had just happened.

I had mixed feeling I was more stunned than anything, I felt used, and I felt let down. This man’s boldness got me so turned on, he got me to let him fuck take me and when he got what he wanted, he pulled out and ran off. Leaving me to fend for myself so to speak. I sat there trying to figure out what had just happened. I was more stunned at myself than at him or for what had happened. One thing I did know for sure was, I decided right then and there that there would be “No more Fucking Condoms.” 

Besides as I understand it my husband could catch something from one of his girl friends and give it to me. I decided I would just take my chances, hell, I was taking a chance just traveling after all I could be involved in a car accident (or in this case a bus accident.) While that was very unlikely, I figured that my chances of catching anything were very slim in deed. I feel they are far less that being in any accident. I knew that I was going to fuck a stranger again on this trip and I knew that I was going to fuck allot. I am not about to put out, and get only half the pleasure. I want the full feeling I will not miss out on loving every minute of it of this nasty sex what so ever. I sat there thinking about the Gang Bangs and all the anal sex I had been reading about. I wanted to try that; I wanted to experience it to see if it really was as great as I had been reading about. I decided I would do it at least one time before I went back to my husband. 

I rested a bit and just stayed on the Bus at a couple of Bus stops. I knew that if I did get off I would go straight to the ladies room to check out for holes and to see a man’s cock. God I love that word, it sounds so strong, so ready. Penis sounds like a piece of meat and nothing to do with sex. Anyway I read some more and it was getting dusk, I had to turn my light on to read by and it sort of set me off in the back. I found myself checking out the people that came back to use the bathroom. Yes I said people, I checked out the women too. My experience with Cynthia was so wonderful that I thought about it allot and when I would read about two women I knew first hand what they were talking about.

I was so turned on by the book; I was intrigued how it would feel to show myself to strangers like this woman did in the book. I wanted to see what kind of reaction would come from it. Would it be as exciting as she said it was? I wanted to know. There was one woman close to late 40’s or early 50’s that caught my eye she was dressed rather nice in a light blue pantsuit. I was sprawled out on my back seat, (my dress is not a short dress or a long one, it is a cute full summer dress that just covered my knees when I stood up.) So by sitting facing the bathroom door, I rested my right leg against the back of the seat and my other leg was stretched out on the seat. I had the hem on my right knee I had the blanket at my feet and my legs were relaxed. I knew that from the way I was sitting anyone that wanted to could look up under my dress and they would have a perfect view of my nakedness. They would be able to see my hair and blood filled lips of my pussy. 

I knew that these strangers would come and go at the many Bus stops so I thought, “Why Not, I’ll never see them again anyway.” I stayed that way for a very long time, for one reason it was very comfortable sitting there like that. The other was, when I saw a person walk back to my seat area my heart would race my head would get light and my pussy would throb. Well this one woman caught my eye as she stood there looking at me a long time. I was sitting there showing myself to her (and any one else that wanted to look under my dress.) Finely she went into the toilet; I would sit there and act as if I was engrossed in my reading so much to realize I was open like I was. I never lift my eyes up to look back at any of them. I would watch them from my side vision and I only saw one person not look at me at all. She was just not interested. Some men would take forever to shut the door; one man just left the door hang open as he washed his hands looking at me.

Excitement wasn’t the word for what I felt, it was just plain perversion, and I got such a feeling doing something so perverse. We were arriving into a rather large city and as we came into the station the driver said “this is a two and a half hour lay over folks, plenty of time to get supper and stretch your legs. Everyone must get off this bus; this Bus goes back west from here. You will board your new bus going east right where I park and let you out. All your bags will be transferred to the eastbound bus for those going on, have a great trip.” Bags, Oh yea, I need to get some panties out of mine. I picked up my books and decided I did not have room for all three and since I already read two I would leave them there for someone else to read. I put the one I had ¾ finished in my purse and I got off the bus. I waited for the driver to exit. He was doing paper work or something. When he did get off I asked him if I could get one of my bags. He told me I could but then I would have to carry it around for a couple hours, he said, “If it can wait until your first stop it would be easier on you.” 

I looked at him and thought that I did not want to lug that suitcase around, and besides I was rather comfortable with out any for right now. I told him to forget about it and thanked him for the safe ride. I walked in the Bus Station and it was big and full of people. I really did not want to hang around it at all. I wanted to walk and see what I could see in this town. Going out side on to the sidewalk at the entrance I looked around, just like the other Stations, it was obvious to me I was not in the best part of town. I could see 4 bars, one adult sex shop across the street and to my right where two Adult bookstores. They were all next-door to bars. I saw a fast food cart and a coffee shop. 

As excited as I was, my heart almost leapt in my chest as I saw those three sex shops (bookstores.) I went into the one closest to me. I knew from my first trip inside one that I would expect to see sex books, sex movies, sex magazines, and I was hoping that the place had those booths like the one I found my first time out. I was very nervous but I was not about to show it. I walked up to the woman behind the counter and asked, “Do you have those video booths here?” she looked at me and pointed to the cafe doors. I asked, “do I need to buy any tokens?” she said, “Nope, just use quarters and make sure you keep the Video going.” I did notice allot of men in there were watching my every move. I went behind the cafe doors and I saw a very well lit area, they did not have booths with doors. It was more like voting booths, there were curtained off areas that you walked into and closed the curtain for any kind of privacy. 

I looked and I could see that the curtains only covered the booths from head to a persons mid thighs. To call them private would be a lie. Being well lit up like it was it changed the whole thing for me. I could see feet in booths, I could see two pairs of feet in three booths, and I saw one pair of knees kneeling in front of another pair of shoes. It was obvious to me that one man was on his knees sucking another man. In addition, from the other sets of shoes both men where facing the same way so I knew by seeing that, one man was screwing the other man. I did not see any other woman there of any legs or shoes to indicate there was one behind any curtain. I did not feel comfortable so I walked back out. 

I stopped at the counter on my way out and saw this good-looking rubber dick it was nice and fat just like the one that Cynthia wanted to give me only this one was almost twice the length and it had two heads on it. I loved it the minute I saw it, the price was only $19.95 so I bought it and I tried to stuff it in my purse but it wouldn’t fit. The girl gave me a plain white plastic bag to but it in. I stepped out side and I wanted to check out the other sex shops. I went into the one next door and found the Video room. This one was also lit up well but the booths here did not have any curtains on them at all. They instead were arranged in away that the opening did not face each other, but they still all had an opening so any one could walking past would be able to look inside and see what was going on. There were only two men in that place.




My Bus Trip Ch. 3



I just had to see the one across the street, I can’t tell you why, I just wanted to or had know if they were all like this in this town or if one was like the one I found last night (or was that the day before). I decided I did not want to carry my purse (and my new toy) around so before I crossed the street I went back to the Bus Station and put my purse and bag in one of those lockers. I went across the street and went inside the sex shop I saw a fairly good-looking black man behind the counter. He made it a point to make me feel very welcome in his place. He introduced him self as the owner and operator. After some very small chitchat I asked him if his Video booths were like the ones across the street all open and well lit up. He said the one ground level was, but the one down stairs had the real hard-core stuff and he had the rooms separated and privacy. He told me they were more set up for couples and for those that just wanted to view their movies in private.

He told me that up stairs it was quarters only and down stairs I had to join the private club to become a member (legal stuff) and pay a one-time membership fee. He told me that the membership was for a 24-hour period and it cost $5.00 to join. I asked him if a person could check out what they were joining first and he told me to go down stairs and check it out. If I liked what I saw fine and if not he would give me my membership fee back. I had to sign a membership form and one thing that caught my eye on the forms was the words in fairly big print. “I know as a member, that sex is the purpose for my joining and I am a consenting adult over the age of 21. Anything I do in the club is by my choice and I will not disclose anything that I see or do to non-club members.”

I looked up at him and asked “what is this all about?” he said “Oh baby that’s to insure that everyone knows what it is we are doing here, and that we all as adults consent to any activity we may wish to engage in.” He smiled and said, “you know what I mean don’t you baby, just remember exchanging of any money is against the law.” I signed his form, paid him his membership fee, looked at my watch, and saw I had a good 2 hours before my bus was to leave. I went down the stairs that took me down to a small pitch-black hallway. I could hear all kinds of sounds coming from the little room as I pasted them looking for a door that did not have a light lit up. He told me that the lit light meant that a person or people where in the room and most likely that the door would be locked but not always. 

I finely found a room with the light not lit, I went inside, and it smelled of sperm and sex. I could hear very loud and very clear sex going on all around me. The only thing I wasn’t sure of was if it was real or if it was the videos being played. This room had two chairs in it and yes I did look at the walls to see if there were any holes in them. I did see on two walls some good size holes but not so big that a face or head could go through it. They were large enough for a good size hand to easily come through them though. 

The man told me that as a member all I had to do was turn the knob and the video would start. That when I was finished and wanted to leave to turn it off before I left. I wanted to take the time to see just what kind of “hard-core” stuff he was talking about. I flipped the knob and I found a movie with two men, the one with two women. I turned it again and found two women with one man. I moved it again and there was this lovely woman with 5-6 men. I turned it another setting and saw several different things screwing a woman. I turned it again and I saw 5-6 women all in a ladies orgy. I then found a movie of this one woman with two big black men. I saw her and their black cocks; they seemed a little larger than what I had been seeing. I tuned it again and found a couple movies of one man and woman having what I guess could be normal sex. 

I found an all anal movie and I could not decide what to watch. I flipped it back to the gang-bang one and this girl was maybe 23-25 years old, she was going crazy getting fucked by these guys. I finely sat down and watched. You know where my right hand was and what my fingers were doing don’t you? I was on fire! I saw my door open and this guy asked, “Can I eat you as you watch please?” I was on fire and his offer is exactly what I needed. I said “come in, I really am so wet and ready.” He came in and as he did he asked “do you want me to lock the door or leave it open?” I said with a racing heart “don’t lock it, leave it open a little.” He knelt down in front of me with his help I pulled back my dress and we put my legs over his shoulders. It looked strange seeing my bobby socks and flats were stuck up in the air bouncing as he moved and worked on me. He started licking me. He sucked on my clit and I felt like a sex-crazed banshee. The door opened and another man walked in, no words were spoken he walked over next to me un-zipped his pants and I reached for his exposed cock.

This was not one bit comfortable what so ever. I felt like I was falling off the chair and I just knew that the floor was filthy there was no way I was going to let myself fall down no matter what. I held onto the man I was sucking by his waist, he may have thought it was to get more of him put it was to keep me up in that chair. I had my eyes closed and concentrated on not falling. Because of that I loved the nasty feeling however I was not able to climax like this. I heard the door open again and opened my eyes to see the black owner. (The Video TV lit up the room enough to see that clearly) 

He said “Well looks like you found what it was you were looking for honey, if you boys want and the lady is willing you all can use the room at the end of the hall. It has a clean mattress for a floor and you will be able to keep your dress clean sweetheart. When he started speaking I stopped sucking and directed my attention to him. The man between my legs never stopped but I did not want to stay like this fighting just to stay off the dirty floor. I said “show us, I don’t want to get my dress dirty.” He walked over and I let go of the cock I had hold of and was sucking, I took my legs off the man on the floor and stood up. The owner put out his hand out and I took it. He led us all to the end of the hallway and as he opened the door he said, “This is our member’s private social room to discuss the films and movies that our members have been watching. Please put your shoes over in the corner and feel free to use the hangers over there to get comfortable.” He said that as he pulled my dress from the hem up and over my head. I stood there in my bra, and watch. I stood there naked watching the men get out of their pants and shirts. 

The Owner said looking at me with a great big smile on his face “Now tell us what movies interested you dear? What would you want to talk about?” I smiled and said, “I was watching the girl getting gang-banged, I want to discuss that, and see what it is all about.” The owner said “well you are in luck honey, I know for a fact that the boys here know all about that subject and when you leave this room I think you will be an expert on that subject.” By now I had knelt down and grabbed the cock in front of me. We all managed to lay down at the same time. Me with my mouth and hand holding onto that lovely hard cock. While the man who had been eating me went right back at it. 

The owner stood there watching us and I had my eyes on him wondering if he was going to get out of his clothes and join in or not. I saw him grabbing his cock through his pants and it looked nice and big. I heard a noise behind him and a guy walked up and asked “What’s going on Jake, we got an orgy going on tonight?” The owner said “No, just some lady needing a good fuck, if your game take off your shoes and get your ass in there.” I had just enough mind left to say “Jake” he looked at me and I looked at my watch. I said, “I only have one hour left before my Bus leaves, (I knew I had 1 and ½ but I did not want to rush) please Jake let me know when it is 9 PM I can’t stay longer please.” 

Jake said “don’t worry honey, I’ll make sure you catch your Bus, now have fun.” He turned and walked out. I watched as the new man came in and got on the huge mattress. I was on my knees and the guy behind me eating me stopped and inserted him self. I kept working on the one in my mouth. The person I was sucking swelled up and I gulped down his sperm. The man behind me was fucking me hard pushing my body forward with his forward thrust. Doing that would shove the man’s cock in my mouth to the back of my throat. I had read and read about the women who would “deep throat” a man’s cock and how it made her feel as well as give the man pleasure. I wanted to feel what that was like as well as make the man feel good.

I relaxed my grip to allow just a little more cock in, I felt it way in the back, and I decided to try and open my throat with a big swallow. It took three tries and then it was in, it went in so fast that my hand fell way and I had his belly against my nose. The man finely finished pumping in his nectar into my mouth. He pulled back and as he pulled back there was a man in front of me laying on his back. He was jacking off and his cock was sticking straight up. I went for him and tried the deep thing again. I have to tell you it is not as easy as the book said it was. However, it did add to my excitement. It did take a few attempts to get his whole dick in my mouth but once I got the hang of it I swear it made my whole body crave the cock I was sucking.

The man behind me shot his sperm inside of me and I felt him pull away, I had heard other men talking about what was going on in our room and I also realized that more men had joined in. I had another cock in me almost as soon as one pulled out. After the man I was sucking climaxed I realized that my knees and my jaw where killing me. I wanted to lay on my back. I felt the man fucking me finish and pull out. I just flipped onto my back and at the same time I looked around the room. I saw men everywhere. I knew I was going to find out real good just what a gang-bang was all about.

I opened my legs and as I pulled them back I had a lovely big fat cock sliding into me. I had two men kissing my breast and working my nipples. I climaxed hard and I noticed something that surprised me. I did climax and I loved it. What surprised me was the climax was not what I loved so much. It was something else. I know because I climaxed harder and longer on the bus and with Cynthia and her husband. This was different, this was wild, and this was nasty. In addition, all this made me love every second of it. I found that I wanted more of this filth, I wanted every man in that room to fuck me, I wanted them to use me and I honestly wanted to be fucked so hard that it would hurt to walk. I looked around the room and saw so many lovely cocks. While somewhere a lovely size somewhere larger and I wanted them in me so bad I knew I would go nuts if they didn’t.

Seeing all of them hard, stiff fat, skinny, short, and long brought to mind my husband. I also realized that Jim’s cock was less than half the size of the smallest cock of all the men in the room and after experiencing all the men that I have experienced I knew his was the smallest cock that I would ever experience again. I lost myself in this sick place. I kept grabbing hard dicks, I begged them to fuck me I felt sperm rolling down my back side, I was slipping around on my back grinding back at the men fucking me. My tits were covered with sperm from the guys just standing and watching then shooting their stuff onto me.

I laid there fucking as hard as I could back at this big black guy in me. I felt his cock slamming into my cervix and it gave me a crazy feeling of pain and pleasure. I heard one person ask “does she take it up the ass?” some one answered, “She ain’t been off her back to try.” The first guy then said “let me in there, I can fuck her ass while she is on her back.” The black guy was hard at work and let loose a wonderful stream of sperm into me. He held me so tight that my legs were way up over my head. He ground into me as I ground back at him. He slowly pulled out and he brought my legs back down. The next person grabbed my ankles and lifted them up high; he said “watch how you fuck a bitch like this in her ass.” 

I know that my whole bottom was wet from my being turned and from all the sperm oozing out of me. I felt him adjust the head of his cock right at my asshole. I was excited and wanted to experience what I had been reading about. I waited for the pleasure then all I felt was a raging pain coming from my asshole. I screamed out “stop, stop, no, no, stop it hurts.” He never stopped and I was wiggling my ass to free the head from my hole. The more I moved around the deeper he went in and the more it hurt. I thought that if I would push like when I would go to the bathroom it would relieve some of the pain. I was in tears and he kept entering me. I ached I was racked with pain; I knew this was Gods way of punishing me for my having sex with men other than my husband. I begged and pleaded but he would not stop. 

I felt like I was being ripped apart with a log between my legs. He was in far enough to move in and out with out fear of my shoving him out. He started slowly at first and I had stopped saying anything. I just laid there and hoped he would hurry up and climax. I felt a hand on my clit and fingers in my hole. They did nothing for me because of the pain. I decided to encourage him to make him climax quicker and pull out of me I said “hurry, hurry, fuck me give it to me.” I heard him say, “see boys they cry and beg to stop but they love it, take this bitch.” He crammed his cock in me all the way and I expected it to hurt but it didn’t. I was confused because it should have. I then realized that the pain was going away. And it felt like I was going to the bathroom and it was going back inside of me. It was strange and I laid there hoping he would just come. 

I felt the fingers working me on my clit and the hands on my tits. I felt fingers inside my hole from a hand being trapped with his thrust as he slammed in and out of my ass. I did start to feel something I had never felt anything like this before so it was all new and strange. One thing for sure was I started to receive enjoyment from this. It was like a switch being flipped from dark to light. One moment I was racked in pain and then all of a sudden I was receiving pleasure beyond belief. I could feel every fiber in my ass, every fiber in and on my pussy; I felt my nipples tingling with excitement. 

To Be Continued...



My Bus Trip Ch. 4



Now I was urging him on with feeling and it was not to make him hurry up and get out of me. I said "give me that cock baby, fuck your bitch, fuck me baby, give me that sperm of yours, fuck me harder, harder." I lost it in a climax that I felt everywhere. I mean I felt it in my ass that clamped hold of his cock fucking me trying to hold it inside of me. I felt it in my cunt that wanted those fingers to cram deeper. I felt it on my nipples with the ends being pinched so hard it was pure bliss. He came and I felt his cock empty in my ass. He pulled out and another guy said "I want some of that." and he got down between my wide-open legs still being held back over me by the first man. I did expect pain this time, but I did know it would go away and change.

I saw it was Jake the owner, he grabbed my ankles, and his cock felt huge, but no pain, no pain what so ever. I moaned and moaned as he fucked. Some person knelt down next to my face and I sucked his limp cock. Jake kept fucking me at a nice steady pace. I had a climax so hard I almost bit the person’s cock off that I was sucking. I had to pull away and I screamed, I screamed loud and hard. My climax was even harder than the first one; I just went up to that mountaintop and I stayed there. Riding the pleasure highway, gripping onto the one thing in life that meant everything to me, Jake’s big black cock. 

Jake said "you have about 15 minute left honey, want to try a sandwich before you leave our little town?" I looked at him with eyes of love, I loved this and anything that he wanted me to try I wanted to try. I laid there and moaned, I grunted as we fucked and I babbled on and on about how much I love his cock. He pulled out of me and laid on his back, he had me squat over him and I eased myself down on his cock as I faced away from him. I laid back as he worked my tits, I looked around, and there were several men standing with hard cocks stroking them as they watched. I saw one person and I looked into his eyes, I said, "you, I want you." He moved between our legs and worked his way up to me. I felt him pushing into me with his dick and I felt like I was stuffed. It did not hurt, it felt different, and it felt wonderful. I raced to another mind-blowing climax and they came in me at the same time. 

They helped me up off of them and I heard Jake say, "OK guys our little lady has to leave and catch a Bus, two more and that is it." Pointing to two men he said, "you and you, every one else out, get out, Sam go bring us a wet washcloth and a towel. Hurry now." The first man came up to me and I looked at him as sexy as I could. I remembered a part of the book I had read and I asked him "OK baby, what would make you happy, want to fuck me in my hot wet pussy, in my mouth or in my asshole?" I felt him turn me around and he said bend over cunt, I’m going to fuck you in your ass. 

I turned and bent over I felt him place the head of his cock at my asshole I felt him start to push in and like before I did expect pain but none was there. I reached down between my legs and went to work to give myself twice the feeling. I loved the way this all felt I loved his cock as it pushed in and out then swell and shoot his sperm in me. I managed to keep right at my peak of my climax. I was bent over and I was rubbing my clit as the last man moved in behind me to replace him. The book was right, the woman was right being fucked in the ass was pure heaven, pure pleasure, and pure bliss. Jake was standing there wash cloth in hand with a small basin of warm water and a towel over his arm. He said Hurry up Kenny she has to get going." 

I felt Kenny cram his cock in me as far as he could and I ground back at him, I moaned and rubbed my clit as fast as I could I experienced a climax that I knew I would not experience again. He pulled out and Jake became my loving helper. He talked soothing to me; he took the warm cloth and washed me everywhere cleaning off the men’s sperm from my body. He then dried me and helped me get into my bra and dress. I finished with my shoes and we walked up stairs. He said "honey, if you ever come back through here again, please stop by and I want to spend the night with you.

I walked out and looked at my watch, I did notice that I accomplished what I wanted to. I hurt with every step. My vagina hurt, my nipples hurts and my butt hole hurt. I would walk and I heard air come from me down between my legs. It was rather loud and I was so embarrassed. I looked around and saw that no one was close to me. I went in and got my purse and bag, and as I walked to the bus I realized that stuff was rolling down my inner thighs. I went straight to the ladies room. I sat down and air rushed out from me. I wiped myself and looked around. There were no holes in the walls of this bathroom, but then this was a large bathroom with 5 stalls.

I sat there wiping myself and letting all kinds of air out, I was glad I gave myself an extra half-hour. I finely felt safe enough to stand again. Grabbing my purse I went out to the sink, I figured I must look a mess and when I looked into the mirror I was not wrong. I washed my face, put my make-up back on; I pulled out my brush and went to work on my hair. It took some time and women came in and went out while I was making myself presentable to the world again. Looking at my dress I was surprised that it did not look as bad as I knew it could. Oh yes it was wrinkled but not that bad. You could tell I was traveling in it that was for sure. However from what I have gone through since I put it on earlier today, I was amazed it looked so good.

I had just finished and put away my brush when the woman that was on the Bus with me wearing the light blue pants suit walked in and over next to me at the sink. She stood there and just as I turned to leave she said "aren’t you on the Bus to St. Louis with me?" I said, "I think so, but I’m heading to Boston." She said, "I thought so, I never forget a pretty face, I have to say that you look radiant, I love your dress." I said, "thank you my name is Autumn what is yours?" She said "my name is Sue, I’m on my way to visit my children and grand children, what about you Autumn?" I said "Oh, I’m just going to see my sister for a short vacation." Sue said "well we better hurry dear, the Bus will be leaving shortly, want to walk out together?" I said "sure." 

We boarded the bus and I walked back to the back seat again. (I did want to lay down and get some sleep if I could) as I walked I noticed that Sue stayed with me. I sat down and she asked, "Would you mind if I join you dear, it would be nice to have someone to talk to." I said, "Sure, sit down there is plenty of room." We sat down and nothing much was said, maybe about 20 minutes down the road after we left Salt Lake City Sue said "I saw you reading a book earlier, if you finished reading it may I read it?" I did not know what to say or think was she making some sort of move to get me talking about sex? I knew she looked under my dress longer than any one else had, I could not help but wonder about this woman. 

I said, "oh I haven’t finished it yet and besides I am not sure you would care for it anyway." She said "really, I love to read, I find it all exciting to loose one self into a good book." I said "oh me too, but some books are not as good as others, I have been reading books lately that are a little racy." Sue smiled and said "Oh dear, I find the racier the book the more I like it. You should see some of mine at home; some people would call them down right porn. I find that I love sex books, they are the only ones to really stimulate me anymore." I knew this old woman had sex on the brain. I said "too bad because I through away two real good books, well I didn’t throw them away I left them on the Bus when I got off." Sue said "Oh you actually mean too leave those books there? I thought you left them by accident and picked them up for you. Here they are dear." She reached into her big purse and pulled them both out. 

I was speechless, she handed them to me, and I took them. She then said " I couldn’t find you in the terminal so I read one to pass the time, I have to tell you that one dirty little book called "Addicted" well it reminded me of a friend of mine who was addicted to sex. That is one very dirty little book, I found it hard not to touch myself when I was reading it the first chapter, didn’t you?" Boy this woman was slick; it seemed like she knew exactly how to get me to talk about it. So I thought if she wants to play why not. I said "Oh I didn’t find it hard to touch myself. I found it rather easy." We both laughed and that seemed to take the heaviness off of both of us.

We stopped laughing and she looked at me with a funny look on her face. She asked, "Look dear, may I ask you a personal question?" I looked at her not knowing what to expect and said, "Sure, go ahead, I can’t promise I’ll answer, but go ahead and ask." She asked, "Autumn are you a professional?" I looked at her and did not understand her question. I said "Professional? Do you mean do I work? The only thing I am good at is being a wife. And right now I am not sure I will ever be that again." She looked at me real funny and said "No, you know what a mean, are you a prostitute or a hooker?" I almost could not believe my ears. I then asked "why would you ask that question, what would make you think I may be a Hooker?" 

She said, "Well dear, the way you have been screwing those boys, I mean you have not been quite about it, you guys were so loud that I heard you half way down the bus. When you were on your knees and that boy was doing you. You where almost screaming. Then when I saw you sitting there reading your book and you where showing yourself, well I thought you were sort of advertising your wares so to speak." I was floored; I did not know how to respond to her. She then said "I was a wild one once and as wild as I was I never had the nerve to do the things you do, so I just figured you were doing it for money. I am sorry if I embarrassed you. I better go sit up front some where." 

She started to move and I said, "No, don’t go, please stay." She gave me a funny look and I said, "I am so sorry, I didn’t think any one knew. I thought I was quite and no I am not a hooker. I did it for the excitement and the fun. Oh God you mean everyone on the bus knew I what I was doing back here?" She said, "I don’t know about everyone, but I am sure almost everyone knew. Oh don’t worry, I think the only people from that group here is you, that Sailor up front and myself, everyone else is new, hey if you won’t tell I won’t tell." Look don’t worry your pretty head about it, I was wild once and there were times I did thing much worse than give blowjobs to strangers. On the other hand, fuck strangers on any Bus. I did things that would shock you I am sure, but lately I have gotten away from men and I stay pretty much with my own sex if you understand."

Oh I did understand all right, she was interested in sex with me. Now the question on my mind was, "what the fuck do I do now" (God, I can’t believe I just thought that.) I sat there and just could not talk; I guess it was just the shock of it all. She said "look dear lets change the subject, would you mind showing me the book you are now reading, I finished the other one and I all ready know the "Joy Of Sex." I had put my purse and bag on the floor, I went to pull it up and the bag caught and my new toy fell out. Now she was watching me as I did this and when the big rubber dick fell out she said, "hmmmm looks like you have a lovely toy to play with, may I see that please?" 

She was reaching for it from the floor between us and in a flash she had it in her hand. She said, "I do love a girl that loves her toys." I said "I just bought it, I never before, I mean it was only, I mean I saw one like this yesterday and when I saw it I." She cut me off and said, "look honey, I own many of these, and I think every woman needs two or three next to her bed and under her pillow. Do not feel you have to explain to me, I love these things and if you use this the right way dear you will love it also."

She set it on the seat between us and said "my you are really embarrassed by all of this, would it help you if I told you that listening to you and seeing you, knowing that you are so easy really turns me on? I mean sexually turns me on dear." I looked at her and said, "Really, I mean you don’t think I am some sort of slut or sleaze?" She laughed and said "Oh no dear that’s the part I love, I love a gal who loves sex, and is crazed for it like I use to be. You brought back some lovely memories and some very strong cravings. It’s just too bad you were not a good 15 years older, I’d be in your panties in a heart beat, Oh I forgot you don’t wear panties do you dear?" 

We laughed again as I said, "well I do normally I just haven’t worn any all day. Besides I am flattered that you are even interested in me, I mean I have been such a sleaze all day. I have only been with one woman and that was last night with her husband. I have to admit it was wonderful and amazing. And as for your age, I like your age, what are you anyway 35-36?" (I thought she was 48 or maybe 50) She smiled and said, "you’re sweet, I am in my late 40’s, but I think you know that, you’re a real doll." I said "I bet you have a world of knowledge that you could pass on the a person like me, don’t you?" She looked at me and said "the first thing I want to pass onto you is this, if your going to act like a sleaze and you like being a sleaze, then by God do it right." 

She said "you make me so hot, I want to give you pleasure and I want you to give me pleasure. Your boldness is the hottest turn on I have seen in years. I would bet right now that you are wet as hell and I can assure you that I am. Give me your hand." She reached over grabbed my right hand and placed it between her legs. "Feel that dear, feel how wet I am? I am soaking my pants." She leaned over to me and she put her hand on my right thigh, she moved her hand up under my dress and I instinctively opened my legs to allow her the freedom to touch me.

"Hmmmm" she said, "you are wet, and I bet you taste good too, are you game dear? How would you like a mouth down there again, only this time it is my mouth? Here turn like you were before put your back against the window and put your leg up here." I did and she looked around the Bus. It was dark and she said, " what ever you do dear try to be quite, try not to be noisy or loud again." She took one last look around and knelt down on the floor. She brought her mouth to my pussy and it was like a butterfly, it was gentle, soft, and exciting I felt her fingers work into my hole as she licked. It was wonderful as I slowly built to a climax. I laid back and my body just shook and shuddered holding her head with my hands. When I started to relax, she pulled her fingers out, reached over, and grabbed my new toy. She brought it too me and I felt the pressure as she slowly inserted one end into me.

I did not realize just how fat it was until she inserted it inside. I felt stretched further than I ever had been. I felt her start moving it in and out as she went back to work on my clit. I swear my eyes rolled up back into my head because for the pleasure. I gripped her head hard as she took me to that place that made all time stand still. I was bouncing hard against her insertion fucking back at the monster in me. When I came the last time it was so hard I held my breath, my body tensed and I saw stars everywhere. I felt myself come down after a long while and all the time she never stopped licking and loving my cunt. All the time she just slowly moved my rubber lover inches in and out. 

She seemed to know when it was time to stop and she finely did, she pulled my lover out of me and got back up on the seat. She said, "boy there isn’t much room down there, I trust you enjoyed that as much as I did dear?" I looked at her with glazed eyes and said "what about you, do you need to come?" She smiled and said, "Oh I don’t need to come, but I would love to experience what you just did. It is exciting to do this here. Are you game?" I pulled myself up and looked over the seats at the people sitting up front and in the middle. Most were sleeping now and way up front a couple lights where on. 

I said, "Here, lets change places and let’s get those pants off." I moved and she sat down with her back to the window. I reached up to help her take her pants off and then I reached for her panties. They were soaked, I mean they were so wet I almost thought she peed in them as I pulled her pants off and I could smell her sex. When I pulled her pants off I could see (from the dim lights) her hole, her lips were full, her pussy glistened from her wetness and she had this huge clit. It had to be 3-4 times the size of mine and mine was a good one (I thought anyway.) 

I knelt down and pulled her to me as she did to me, one of her legs was on the floor and the other up on the seat. I went in and licked her soft lips. They were so sweet; I could taste the juice coming from her hole and my head spun as I licked it up. She put her hands on my head to guide me where to lick. She guided me to her clit where I love it with my mouth. I gently tickled it, I gently pulled on it, and then the more excited she got the harder I would work it. I sucked it in between my lips and began to work it hard and suck it hard. I wanted to suck the blood from her through her clit. That harder I did this, the more she bounced around. I reached for my toy and found it, I managed to bring it up, and with a lot of effort I managed to insert one end into her. I did what she had done to me, slowly I worked it in, and once inside of her I just moved it in and out very slow and steady. 

I could feel her body racing to a climax and when I had her there I wanted to keep her there. I went to great effort to make her feel the pleasure she had given me. I heard the door open behind me and I knew we had just been caught. Sue was still right in the throws of a huge climax because I just would not stop. I saw the light from the bathroom, as the door stayed open for a very long time. My back was to it but I knew that who ever it was had to be getting an eye full. Something in me snapped, I mean all of a sudden I did not care who it was. I wanted them to get a good look, I pulled my face away and looking up at Sue I kept fucking her with my fat rubber cock. She had her hands on her tits working her nipples hard. Her eyes were closed tight and I leaned back so whoever it was behind me could easily see what I was doing and see my cock fucking her. I moved back in for her clit again and when I grabbed it with my lips she came off the seat in another orgasm. 

I heard the door close and I saw the light go out. I did not know if the person had gone inside or had just gone back to their seat. I let Sue come down and I pulled out my cock from her. I brought it to my mouth and cleaned it as I got up back onto the seat. I looked at her and she just laid there legs open and bare, with this very content look on her face. She was still working on her tits. I grabbed her pants and leaving her panties off I put them back on her one leg at a time. I could hear noise from the bathroom like a steady knocking sound. It did not take me long to figure out it was a man jacking off. We both straighten up and just as we were up and sitting the door opened and the Sailor came out.

He looked at us and I had to say something. I looked up at him and said "I hope you like what you saw Sailor, too bad you weren’t here earlier, you wouldn’t have had to jack-off." He really looked embarrassed and I looked at Sue, she looked horrified. The Sailor went back to his seat and Sue asked, did he see us?" I said "oh yea, he saw us all right, right when you were pushing yourself off the seat he decided to go to the bathroom." Sue said "Oh my God, that poor boy." Then we both broke out in a hard laughter. Sue moved over to me and kissed me. It was so gentle and so sweet. 




My Bus Trip Ch. 4



She said "honey you have brought out the old me, this is the only time I have ever done anything like this in a public place. God it is so fucking wild, Thank you dear, Now what say we try and rest, I would love to stop over with you, are you in any hurry or are you on any time schedule at all?" I said, "no, I am pretty much free, I can stop over at any stop along the way." I stood up and grabbed two pillows and two blankets she said, "I’ll stretch out on the seat in front of you, why don’t you stretch out here." She moved to the seat in front of me and laid down with her head at the window side. I took one last look around and laid down myself. 

I fell asleep. I was having this wicked dream of me in another gang-bang. I was really enjoying the dream and all the filthiness that went with it. I felt fingers working my cunt after they all fucked me and I was coming again. I realized I was waking up and the feeling of the fingering was not going away. I then realized Sue must have woke up and decided to play some more. I still had my eyes closed and I realized that I was on my tummy and my legs were open for her to play around inside. I moved my hips working with her to get her fingers inside more and deeper. I moaned and loved the feeling of her fingers. I felt one finger work into my butt hole and that really got me going. 

I felt an orgasm start to come on me and I wanted to turn over and watch her face as I climaxed. I just turned over and as I did the fingers came out. I sort of expected that, what I did not expect to find was the fingers belonged to the Sailor. He had come back to my seat and went to work. I had startled him with my turning over but he did not run off. I simply laid on my back, with my head on the pillow and I raised and opened my legs giving him full access to me. He did not move until I said "Do it, do it baby, come on, finger me honey." 

He moved his fingers back to me and as he slid them in I reached down and grabbed his wrist, I moved my hips against his fingers, and I fucked them. I think he had two or three fingers inside of me I wasn’t sure, what I was sure of was that I loved this fingering she was giving me again. I loved waking up being fingered and right a climax. This boy was the perfect alarm clock in my book. I looked around and it was still dark out. I heard the bus slowing down and from the lights I could tell we where making another stop. The boy never stopped fingering me. As we pulled into the station I was looking at his face and his eyes. I heard the driver say softly so not to wake up anyone sleeping too sound that this was a 20-minute stay. Then I heard the door open and a minute or two later close. The engine was off and I could hear my breathing due to my excitement. I pushed myself up a little to look around and I did not see any heads up, they people were either laying down on the seats like Sue and I or they got off of the Bus. 

I said to my new friend, "are you hard baby?" I sure could use a cock in there, and if your game sailor I think I may like it in my ass, how about it baby?" he pulled his fingers out and told me to role unto my tummy. I did and I felt him get up on the seat and after pushing my legs open and apart he was pushing his cock against my butt. I thought that just like the pain was a one-time thing with my virginity, I did not expect any more pain from my butt hole again. Boy was I ever surprised when the pain hit me. Oh it was not as hard as the first time that I did it in the sex shop, but it still did hurt. I moved my ass trying to get away from his cock, but he was much faster than I was. I wanted to scream out with the pain but I knew if I did scream I would wake up the people still on the bus sleeping. I muffled my cry against my pillow and like the first time I wanted him to hurry and get it over with.

I swore right then and there never again. I think by the third stroke of his cock the pain left and that feeling came back over me. It swept over me so fast I mean one minute I was in pain and the next I was in instant pleasure. I pushed back against his cock. I really shoved myself hard against his every inward thrust of his cock. I wanted every inch of him inside of me. I pushed back hard and I grunted as I did it. The harder I pushed back at him the harder he fucked me. I lost myself to the pleasure and I was shaking and shaking as I came and climaxed

I felt my asshole flex as I climaxed and that seemed to send him over the edge because he came in me hard. He slammed into me so hard my head was hitting the window edge. He finely finished and I tried to hold onto his cock with my ass, but I couldn’t. He pulled out and as he stood up and I turn back around and he said "thanks lady, your hot." Then he went back to his seat. He no longer had left when Sue knelt on the seat in front facing me. She said in a very low voice "My God Autumn, you have got to learn to control yourself lady. You were so damn noisy you moan louder than I yell. I know you had to have waken up the whole Bus. Girl you are one hot woman, I just loved watching him fuck you. I take it from the pain that you are still new at the anal thing."

I got up and went into the bathroom I had to clean myself and pee. When I came out Sue was in my seat and she said "I thought I better stay back here with you before another one of those horny men come back here and you loose control again. That is if you want me too." I said "Oh no, you stay here, I need some rest that guy wore me our and my butt hole is way to sore right now for anything more." She sat over in the corner and I laid down putting my head in her lap. Sue said, "I’ll wake you when we get to St. Louis, that should be in the morning some time." I felt her petting my head as I fell asleep.

When I woke up we had stopped and Sue was gently shaking me. I heard her say "Autumn, where here, wake up dear." I woke and sat up rubbing my eyes. I asked "are we in St. Louis?" She said "yes we are dear, it is time for me to get off, can I invite you to a home cooked breakfast, I mean can you stop over and maybe stay a day or two?" I felt so stiff, I needed a good shower, I needed to get out of this dress, and even though I slept, I wanted to sleep in a bed. 

I looked out side and we where in a huge Bus Station. I said let me get my bags and I’ll stay if you promise me a nice hot bath with that breakfast Susan." She smiled and said "No one has called me Susan since I was in high school, I like that." we got off the bus, we both got our bags and we walked to the parking lot. Sue directed us to her van and off we drove to her place. It was about an hour’s drive to her house that was in a lovely neighbor hood with good size yards. In San. Diego they would have put two or three house’s on her lot. We went inside and she went out to the back. I followed her to the kitchen and just watched her. She went out the back door and her dog was going nuts, barking and licked her face. He was so big I thought he was going to knock her over when he jumped up.

She brought him in and I discovered he was very friendly and excited to see his owner back. Sue said "Gus, meet Autumn, Autumn meet Gus." I petted him as he gave me big kisses. (Licking my face with his big tongue) Sue said "My neighbor fed him for me while I was gone, I just hate leaving him here alone like this but he doesn’t look the worse for the ware." She then said, "Why don’t you go up stairs take a nice hot bath and we will eat." I said, "Sounds good, where should I put my bags?" Sue said, "well my dear, at the top of the stairs is my guest room with a private bath and my bedroom is at the end of the hall. You feel free to choose and don’t worry about me. If you want you are welcome to sleep with me and if you do not, I won’t be offended."

I smiled at her and went to go up the stairs as I heard Sue say to Gus." Now stop that big baby, we have company and I don’t want you jumping all over her, get down, and if she ends up in my bed, you keep your big ass out of there and leave us alone." I chuckled to myself hearing her talk to him as if he understood. I walked down the hallway and found the bedroom. I started the bath and got out of my dress. Sue came up picked up my dress and said "If you don’t mind I’m going to throw this in the washer with my stuff, it will be all nice and clean for you. It makes you look so lovely."

I was soaking when Sue came back with a mimosa (half-orange juice and half champagne) she got out of her cloths and got into the tub with me. She said "I am so happy you choose to stay in my bedroom with me." I gave her a smile and said, "Oh, you mean this isn’t your guest room? I guess I made a mistake." As I said that I moved over to her and gave her a very loving kiss. I felt so wonderful at that moment; we washed each other and very gently just held and touched each other. I did not touch anything but her breast and she mine. I don’t know how I felt but it was nice. While I knew I wanted more sex with Sue, I did not feel in any big hurry. 

We dried each other and we walked down stairs naked and clean. I heard Gus out side and he was jumping around in the yard wanting to come back inside. I said "Looks like old Gus there wants back inside, should I let him in for you?’ Sue said "Ohh no, we better leave him out side, if he sees us naked he’ll really go nuts. That is the horniest dog on earth. He doesn’t care if we are human, I have to watch him every minute or he will hump the floor lamp." I said "oh" not really knowing what to say to that. Sue cooked a lovely breakfast and I was ready for some sleep. 

We went up to her room and I loved her soft bed. It pulled me into it and I was out. I woke up some time later and it took me a moment to recall where I was and why. I turned over and I saw Susan laying there on her back. I just laid there looking at her and watching her breath. I would watch her breast and nipples rise with he breath intake and fall as she exhaled. She was not covered and I looked at her red bush down between her legs. I say bush however it was more like a small red patch. I realized that she shaves herself down there and I was curious about it so I move and shifted enough to take a real good look. 

I looked at her nipples and knelt up to blow a little air over them. I did this and I saw them become stiff. I brought my mouth closer and as gentle as I could with out waking her I kissed them both slowly and one at a time. I had this desire to wake her up sexually and it was strong. I very gently ran my fingers around her red patch and I slowly move them lower. I notice her breathing after awhile and what I was doing definitely had an effect on her. I watched as she slowly opened her legs thus allowing me more freedom with my fingers just floating over her tender passage. I saw her lift up her knees and with that her legs seemed to fall open. I looked at her face to see any sign of her waking up, I saw none. I felt her labia and it was swollen and full of blood. I gently touched her huge clit that had the hood pulled back and her breathing was now much faster than before.

I was so turned on by this, I was wondering if she was dreaming or if she was aware what was going on and what I was doing. I slid my index finger down and found her very wet. I inserted my finger inside and I found a real spongy part. It was something I had never felt before and I noticed that when I did touch hers she responded in a very positive way. She moaned and moved her hips. I put my thumb on her big clit and I started to suck her right nipples. Sue moaned and she started to grind herself onto my fingers (by then I had inserted 2 inside) I felt her hand touch my head as I work on her nipples and then move down my back. I felt her hand move under me and move to my own center of my sexual heat.

I had to shift just a little because the way I was just out of reach for her. She found me clit and began to rub. I felt her pulling my hips closer to her and she had me turning so much that with my body change I had to move my mouth down her belly. I kept gently kissing and sucking her skin as I made this slow and steady shift. Before long Sue had her other hand down there working me and she was moving my hips around pulling me to straddle her head. She worked her fingers like an expert. I could feel her breath on me. In this position I saw now right over her open legs and I could see my wet fingers and I started using both hands on her as she was on me. I felt her pulling my hips down and as I lowered myself to her I lowered my face to her clit. I laid on her and using my other hand I inserted two fingers of it also into her. 

Sue did the same to me and there we where in a 69 with both of us fingering each other with four fingers pulling and stretching and sucking each other’s clits. We took each other to a climax that I felt would never ever end. I had her hole so open, I kept working that spongy area, I worked at trying to some how pull it out. I wanted to suck it I worked my face into her hole and tried sucking it and licking it. I could touch the end of it but that was about as much as I could do to it. I felt her working my hole with her mouth. I had sweat all over my body and after I have no idea how long I realized that the climax was over and I was coming down. 

I rolled over onto my side and I kept licking and working Sue’s Love hole with my mouth. She never let go of me as we turned. I slowly began to ease up and she did the same. It was her that spoke first and she said "What a lovely way to wake up, I haven’t ever woke up turned on and ready to climax like that." I smiled and turned around to face this lovely woman. I kissed her and said, "I’m sorry Susan, I just could not resist, you looked so perfect, and I just had to." She smiled and said, "Lets shower and grab a bite to eat." We both showered and needless to say this time we did touch and sexually abuse each other in that shower. 

This woman seemed to have as strong of a desire for sex as I did and I thought to myself that I hoped that when I was her age I would still have this desire. We went back down stairs naked and as we went into the kitchen she asked "Do you like coffee?" I said Sure, let me make it." Sue told me where everything was at and she made some toast. Standing there waiting we held and kissed each other. When the coffee and toast was done we sat down and she asked, "Tell me Autumn are you game to learn some more about sex? I mean from what you have told me so far, this trip so far has been an eye opening experience for you, are you open to learn more and maybe experience even stronger pleasure that you have up until now?" 

I sipped my coffee and after hearing her I said, "of course, I want you to teach me anything and everything." She gave me a strange look and said, "Are you sure dear, most people would think what I am about to show you is not only wrong but sick. I for one feel it is the most exciting thing I have ever experienced. I don’t want to scare you off showing you this and have you hating me." I looked at her and said "look Susan, I am sure if you love it, I will love it too. I am game if you are." 

The next Chapter will be in the "Extreme" section as it will have "nonhuman sex" in it, Autumn is going to be doing Gus.