6 comments/ 13883 views/ 2 favorites I Want Her By: HotJRabbit I Want Her. She stood there waiting for the bus, forth day in a row now. I don't know her name, but she looks simply incredible. The last four mornings have been the same since I noticed her standing by the bus stop sign. I'm a 22 year old, rock chick. Black mid-length hair, bluey green eyes. My body's curvy and I stand at 5'6". I like to think my breasts are nice and in proportion with my body at a nice firm, young C cup. My tongue is pierced and have several more in my ears. A few tattoos and wanting a few more. My nails are painted black, and my make up is fairly dark with black eyeliner and mascara to define them. Sitting, perched on the bench at the bus stop and looking up the road, my eyes couldn't help but go back to her leaning against the sign. I had to look again. She is so stunning, beauty I had never seen before. Short, straight black hair that complimented her heart shaped face. Her nose so perfect with the end slightly tipped up. Her eyelashes were extremely long, and her lips were small with a fresh coat of red painted on them. She was petite and slim, her nails painted black too from what I saw when she changed the music on her Ipod Nano. Her cute little fingers flickered over the device untill she settled on one she liked. My eyes just couldn't stop looking at her. Running down her body, her neck wrapped up with a large neckerchief scarf, resting lightly above the clothing on her tits. I rolled my gaze down to her slender legs, that were squeezed into a pair of tight skinny jeans, till I got to her black boots with chains on them. She was definitely something else. I cant stop switching my view between her and looking to see if the bus was coming. Her head turns in my direction, and I look away, anywhere. Fuck, did she see me? She must of noticed I was looking. I look back over at her and sees back to looking up the road. I don't think she noticed. I look up the road to see the bus coming down in the distance. I get up and move closer to her at the sign. As the bus gets closer to us it looks full. The guy behind me moves in front of me and her and gets ready to jump on. I hate people like that and I drop back a little and let him get on with it. The bus stops in front and the doors open. So many people were on the bus, we moved closer to the doors, when they open the man jumps in front of the girl, pulls out his oyster card and swipes it on and he's in. As I take a step onto the bus, with the girl in front of me, the bus driver says "Sorry love, there's no room." She turns around and knocks me off balance, and I fall off the bus onto the ground. This is all I fucking need. I'm blushing like hell from this girl, my cheeks burning, and she's apologizing profusely. "I'm soo sorry are you ok..?," she says as her hand takes mine to help me up. Her touch is so soft, her hand so delicate. I tighten my grip and pull myself up. "It's fine," I reply as I slowly remove my hand from hers. She pulls her head phones out from her ears. "I didn't realise you were so close," her face so worried. I smile nervously "No, no, it's fine. I should of looked where I was going," my hands brushing the dirt from my arse. "I guess we gotta wait a while now for the next one," she says as she looks up the road. I move back to the bench, and perch myself on it again. "Yea," I pause.... "I guess so..." I can't believe I just fell in front of her. I must of been bright red. "How long do you think the next bus will be?," I heard her say as she started to come towards me. She sat down next to me on the bench. Turning my head a little..."Im not too sure.....maybe 10? 15 minutes?" "Urgh!, 10 maybe 15 minutes more I could of had in bed!," her eyes meet mine and I smirk in agreement. Her eyes are so blue, a light blue. Like the sky on a summer's day and there being no clouds. I gazed up the road past her looking for the bus. "Im Jay," she turns turns quickly, saying it to me. "Well, ...Jaydine, but every one calls me Jay," she finishes, smiling at me. "Lex," I respond, smiling. "Well....Lexi, but people call me Lex." She laughs. Gosh...it's so pretty, I cant help but laugh with her. "Where are you off to, if you don't mind me asking?," she says so naturally. "Oh, just into town. I work there," I replied, casually. "Where do you work?," she asks me. "Just at the Call Centre, opposite the Post Office?," I reply. Ha, like she's gonna know where that is? "Oh?.....I know where that is...it's on Harnet Road, off Sterling Road, yeah?" "Yeah,.....it is." I guess I was wrong. "Sweet, I work at the tattoo and piercing place. "Inked Up," on Sterling Road." "That's pretty cool. You a tattoo artist?," I ask, stunned a little by the fact that we're talking so easily. "Yeah! I am.....Started four days ago." Hence why I haven't noticed her before. "I moved here from City Central." "Must be a bit of a differnce then hey? I mean....big city, and you move to this place. Move for the job?" Urgh gotta slow down on my questions.....moving for a job though? Hmmm...maybe she has a guy who moved here? "Family, mainly. Most of my family live here, so I bought a flat not too far from here." Her head turns up the road, looking out for the bus. "Ahh right. I understand. " I move my head in her direction looking for the bus too and I see it just coming over the hill. "Well....we didn't have to wait long, just please don't knock me over again," I say as I laugh, and I hear her giggle again. "I promise. You can go in front of me," she jokingly tells me with a slight laugh. I get up from the bench and head to the bus sign waiting for the bus to come near and stop. As it stops, the doors open, and I climb up on. Swiping my card across the scanner, I move up towards the back of the bus. There's only a few people on this time, so most of the seats are free. I see a seat halfway between the middle and the end of the bus and sit down. "One please," Jay says to the driver, and puts her money in the tray under the perplex glass. I watch her as she takes her ticket and turns, walking up the aisle. The bus begins to take off again, slowly. Her red lips stretch into a smile at me. She walks to the seat in front of me and sits down sideways and turns to me. "What are your hours like?," she continues to talk to me. I can't believe we're still talking. I thought she would of ignored me once she was on the bus, or felt guilty for knocking me over earlier. "They"re not too bad, start at 9.00 finish at 5.30" "That cool," she pauses. "I finish at 5.45. Weird, huh?" I chuckle to myself. "Ha, just a little bit." I turn my head towards the window and watch the people walking and trees go by as the bus picks up speed. Turning my head back towards her, I see her looking down into her lap, fiddling with the headphone piece in her fingers. "What are you listening to? Anything good?," I ask her. "Listen for yourself," she raises her eyebrow as she hands me one of the headphones. I put it in my ear and watch her flick through the song. "This one's awesome!" Her face watches me as the song starts, A faded song begins to get louder at the beginning. Like a guitar solo, I listen more as the drums kick in for the build up to the song, then it blares out. I smile back at her, so she knows I'm enjoying it. "Who is it..??," I ask as I begin to fall in love with this song and her even more. "Chiodos, they're an American band. They're good, aren't they??," she smiles as she puts the other ear piece in her own ear. "They are intense! I need to find their album." "Oh, I'll do you a copy if you want?" Wow, she hardly knows me and she wants to give me a copy of their album. "Yeah?....that would be great.! Thanks" "No problem....I got loads of other bands and groups that you'd probably like," she tells me. The bus pulls up to the main bus garage and I give her back her head phone. She takes it and wraps both the head phones round the player and stuffs it back in her bag. I pick mine up and sling it over my head and shoulder and get up at the same time as her. "Do I ask for her number or something? I have no clue on what to say. Shall i just ask her?," I think to myself. She moves to the doors of the bus and I follow behind her. Stepping off the bus I look over to her. "Jay?..." I'm just going to do it. "Do you want my number?...Then you can give me a text or a call and let me know about the copy," My hands fiddle in my bag as I fish out a pack of smokes and my lighter. "Sure!, That'll be great." Her smile broadens a little. She dives in her bag and gets her phone out and hands it to me. I punch in my number and name, then hand it back. Clicking my lighter to light my cigarette, I inhale and blow it back out. "I'm under Lex." I laugh, "Just so you know." As I begin to walk away from the bus garage, she turns and smiles at me. I hear a slight laugh from her mouth. "I gotta go, but give me a text, yeah?" "Yeah!" She raises her voice a little as she walks in the other direction. I walk up Sterling Road in a daze. I gave her my number. All I can think of is her as I walk further up the road. I take another puff as I turn into Harnet and make a little jog for the Call Centre, flicking my smoke away. Pushing open the entrance, I make my way over to the elevator. Jay's so sexy. Her lips are amazing. I wonder what it would be like to kiss them. I bet they taste great, smearing her lipstick over mine. I cant help but get excited. Under those clothes she must have a perfect little body, nice little tits, gorgeous little waist. God, I want her. The elevator sound goes and the doors open and I step inside. I wonder how her pussy looks. Is she shaven, or if she has a Brazilian wax. The doors shut. My own little pussy is twitching at the thought of her. "Ding!" The doors open and I get out. Hmm....I think I'm gonna head to the toilets to freshen up. I turn and head for the ladies room. Pushing open the door, I look for a cubicle. Swinging my bag over my head and throwing it on the floor of one. Closing and locking the door behind me, I think about her sweet, slim frame. Her little butt and long legs in those tight jeans. I pull down my black leggings with holes in, along with my black thong and sit down. Leaning against the back of the unit, my hand slides down to my pussy. She's so wet thinking about Jay. I run my fingers over my lips feeling my juices seep onto them. "God Jay, I want you," I whisper to myself as I push my fingers into my clit, circling it. Thrills of pleasure begin to run through my body. I want her hand where mine is. I want her naked body on top of me as lick her pussy. I want to taste her so much. Her sweet liquid trickling down my face as I feel her tongue on me. "Oh God!" I can't be too loud, someone will hear me. But..."God, I want to taste you," I whisper again. My pussy begins to throb and ache for her. My fingers slip down from my clit and I push them deep into my snatch. I breathe in as I feel my fingers plunge into me. Her fingers would feel so good in me. Thrusting them deep in me. I begin to pick up speed and fuck my little cunt silly. "Yes Jay, fuck me. Make me cum over your fingers honey," I whisper a little louder as I feel the hard thrusts hit me. My pussy begins to tighten around my fingers as I continue to pound them into me, forcing them deeper into me. "Yes Jaydine, right there baby," I gasps. Fuck, I cant take it any more! I have to cum! "I'm coming, Jay!!!," I scream. I force my fingers a few more times and feel my cunt muscles tighten around them. "Ohhhhhhh shit, Jay!!" I'm panting as I come down from my climax, my fingers still deep in my pussy, covered in my sweet cum. I pull them out and look down at them glistening in the cubicle light. I raise them to my lips and taste them. "Mmmm" I love the taste of my cum, so sweet and sticky. I lick and suck them clean. My heart still pounding, I rise up and pull my thong and leggings up. "Whoa!" Head rush, and a little dizzy, I pick my bag up and open the door, stepping out to the sinks and the mirror, I check my reflection. "Shit ,work!" Dammit! I move towards the door and exit the toilets and run up the corridor to the office. I Want Her to be My First Hi, my name is Amy. I am aged 18 and have moved away from home to start studying nineteenth century French literature at university. This is the first time that I have lived away from home and I have a small student room on campus. I am a quiet shy sort of girl that you probably wouldn't look at twice if you passed me. I am certainly no model to look at, and am on the plumper side of average. I do have a reasonable figure but see no reason to draw attention to myself, so usually dress in loose fitting tracksuit bottoms and a baggy 'T' shirt. I have lived what some of my peers would describe as a sheltered life. Before coming to university I have always lived at home with Mummy and Daddy and have never had a boyfriend. I have never had time for boys as I spent all my time studying and revising to pass my exams so that I could get good enough grades to get to university. I have never told anyone in my class as they probably wouldn't believe me, but I am a virgin! I have never even seen a boy's cock, let alone let one near my pussy! Over the last couple of weeks I have been having some strange tingly sort of feelings whenever I see one of the security guards on campus. Once I passed them as they were coming out of a building and noticed their name badge, so I know she is called Jane. Jane is slightly smaller and thinner than me and looks great in her security uniform. Her white shirt conceals what appear to be small breasts. She has her hair cut short with a side parting and has blue twinkly eyes. I would imagine that she is a lot older than me and is probably aged in her early forties. After attending lectures, writing essays in the campus library and reading my textbooks I have been returning to my student room for bed. It is here alone in my single student bed that I have been thinking about Jane. I have been letting my hands rub over my hairy little pussy through my knickers and stroking my nipples making them stand out on my large titties. The other night I rubbed my clitoris and actually put a finger inside my pussy. I was really wet and my finger was all slippery. I smelt it and even licked some of the shiny wetness from it. I tasted good! The last couple of days all I seem to have been thinking about is security guard Jane. I can't seem to get her out of my mind. When I think about her I go all tingly inside. I feel really strange and my nipples get hard and sensitive. It feels good when they rub against my 'T' shirt. I think I might be gay because I want to touch, feel and taste her. I want Jane to be my first. I want her to be my lover. In my room at bedtime I wonder what it would be like. I rub my pussy while I think about Jane. This is what I fantasize about and it makes me feel really sexy and wet: I am in my room and someone has reported me to 'security' for having some illegal drugs hidden in my room. There is a loud knock at the door and a shout in a female authoritive voice of 'open up it's security.' It's Jane; she says 'we have a report that you are hiding an illegal substance so I have the authority to search you room.' I watch as Jane searches my room. I observe as she bends over to open the drawers of my desk and notice how her black workmanlike trousers tighten over her buttocks. As she reaches over I see her small breasts tighten against the material of her white shirt, I can even see the shape of her hard little nipples. Of course Jane does not find any illegal substance in my room and after looking for quite a while suggests that she physically search me for drugs on my possession. Jane asks me to stand with my legs slightly apart whilst she does a body search on me. I comply with her request and she comes up behind me. She is so close to me I can smell her perfume. Jane starts to frisk me and gently runs, and pats her fingers up and down my legs and side. She doesn't find anything. I think she is finished searching me when she stands behind me and with both hands slowly grabs my tits, massaging them. I offer no resistance and let out a moan. From behind Jane gently bites my neck and pinches my nipples between her fingers making them harden into stiff little nubs. Jane continues massaging my tits but with her other hand she pushed it into the front of my tracksuit bottoms. I felt her hand rub over my hairy virgin pussy through my knickers and I felt unsteady on my legs. Jane must have realized my knees were starting to buckle and that I was feeling unsteady as she pushed me backwards towards my bed. I crumpled in a heap on it. Jane looked at me and without saying a word swiftly pulled my tracksuit bottoms of me and threw them on to the floor. She then put a thumb in each side of my panties and rolled them down. I lifted by bum off the bed to help her so that they would easily come all the way off. Jane put them to her nose and smelled them; she then poked her tongue out and licked the slimy gusset before throwing them on the floor. I was now lying on my back wearing only a 'T' shirt over my tits with Jane looking admiringly at my exposed pussy. Silently, and all the time staring at me, Jane unbuckled her thick work belt and slipped down her trousers. She stood before me in only her white work shirt and knickers. I could see the shape of her pussy lips pressing against her tight white knickers. Very slowly and seductively Jane peeled down her knickers in front of me revealing a totally smooth shaved pussy. I thought that it was the most beautiful sight that I had ever seen. Still without saying a word and in complete silence Jane came towards me and crawled on top of me on my bed. She placed both my hands above my head and pinned them down with hers before brutally kissing me. Her lips crushed on to mine and I opened my mouth as her tongue snaked in. Jane sucked on my tongue and lips pressing her body on to mine. I could feel her small soft tits pressing into me as she kissed me. After kissing me for a while Jane broke off and moved down to nibble at my neck. She continued to move slowly downwards over my 'T' shirt bypassing my tits until her tongue reached my belly. She snaked her tongue out and left a trail of saliva in my belly button. With great purpose she kissed and nibbled downward until I felt her hot breath on my pubic area. Jane then placed her hands on each of my thighs and roughly parted my legs wide open, and with one quick movement licked her tongue up the length of my pussy crack. from arse to clit I felt my lips open up as a tongue parted my virgin pussy folds for the first time. Jane hungrily licked at my pussy probing my slippery hole deeply with her tongue. I felt if I was going to explode and wet sticky juices were dribbling out from me. After an exploration of my pussy with her tongue Jane swung herself round on the bed until she was above me in a 69 position. Lying on my back I looked up at another pussy for the very first time. I could see every fold and crinkle on her smooth hairless slit, and she looked great. I inhaled deeply and for the first time smelt the musky aroma of a sexy, aroused, excited woman. Jane slowly lowered herself and sat down on my face, and I poked my tongue out to lick at her crack. I tasted her wetness for the first time and was overwhelmed by the sexy taste. Jane's pussy dribbled its juices out on to my chin and mouth as again she again went to work licking my own pussy. For the next few minutes all that could be heard in my room was the gentle slurping of tongues on juicy wet pussy and moans of pleasure. As I licked I got to know by Jane's movements what she liked, and I concentrated my tongue on circling movement round her small erect clitoris. It was not long before she shuddered on my tongue, moaning and drenched my mouth in wetness as she came. Likewise Jane concentrated her mouth over my sensitive clitoris gently nibbling and tugging it with her teeth. It was not long before I too felt waves of pleasure wash over me and I experienced my first ever orgasm. In a very business like manner as soon as we had finished Jane got of me and got dressed back into her work uniform. She said' I have found no illegal drugs in this room and will put that in my report.' These were the only words that Jane said as she left my room closing the door behind her. I think about Jane all the time I am in bed, and my fingers rub over and play with my pussy. I like pinching my nipples and rubbing my finger over my clit making me wet. I am thinking about phoning security to inform them there are some illegal drugs hidden in my room. I hope that Jane comes to investigate because I want her to be my first...