YPA: Your Privacy Assured/YPA.ISO/text/bustrip.txt

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bustrip.txt
                    T H E   B U S   T R I P

                         By: Tom Fazio

It was a warm day in Ithaca.  Just warm enough to wear shorts, and not be
too cold.  I had just picked up my bus ticket and baggage tag for my trip
home to Buffalo.  I was visiting my best friend for the weekend.  I filled
out all the necessary information on my baggage tag, and went to give it to
the bus driver.  Then, out of the corner of my eye, I saw the most un-
believable looking girl I had ever seen.  She was tall, blonde, very well-
endowed, and dressed in the SHORTEST skirt I had ever seen in my life.
There were no stockings underneath or anything!

We exchanged smiles as I handed my luggage over to the driver.  I gave my
friend a goodbye hug, got on the bus, and sat down.  It began to fill up
quickly, and the only seat left was the one next to me.  A deep, sexy, fe-
male voice asked me if the seat was taken.  I looked up, and there was the
girl I saw while checking my luggage!  I silently cleared my throat, and in
my radio voice said, "No, have a seat."  She smiled, and said, "Thanks.  I
will."

She had only one bag with her, and as she reached to put it in the baggage
compartment above our heads, her skirt raised so far up enough that I could
see the bottom of her delicious pussy.  She was not even wearing panties!
My teeth almost dropped onto the floor.  She put the bag up there, and sat
down.  She introduced herself, saying, "Hi, I'm Tiffany.  What's your name?"
I smiled, and said, "I'm...  Uh...  I'm Tom.  Are you from Ithaca?"  Smil-
ing, she replied, "No, I'm from Buffalo.  You?"  I was amazed that she was
from Buffalo.  That meant that she would be sitting with me for the entire
four hour ride there.  I told her of my place of origin, and she made a com-
ment on the coincidence.

The bus got ready to leave.  The driver closed the door, made the usual pre-
departure announcements, and we were off.  As we left the station, the dri-
ver turned on the air conditioning.  It took a few minutes to get back to
where were sitting, but when it did, I started to get cold.  Tiffany did
also.  I could see the goose bumps forming on her perfectly shaped, tan
thighs.  After a while it got a little too cold for comfort.  "Are you
cold?," she asked.  To which I responded, "Kind of."  She said, "I've got an
idea," and with that, got up, reached into her bag, again revealing her
sumptuous snatch, and got out a somewhat large blanket.

"Do you want to share this blanket?," she asked.  It did not sound like any-
thing promising, but I replied in the affirmative.  She draped the blanket
over our legs, and we rode on.  I was a little disappointed because I now
could no longer get a glimpse of those incredible legs of hers, but there
was a plus to all this.  She would not be able to see my hardon.

She had also brought down a magazine with the blanket which she promptly
started reading.  Realizing that she did not want to talk any longer, I put
on the headphones to the Walkman that sat in my lap.  When the tape was
over, I took it out and wanted to get another one.  I glanced over at Tif-
fany.  She was asleep with the magazine in her lap.

I reached under the blanket to get my next tape from my backpack, and inad-
vertently ran my hand down the side of her leg.  Her skin was so smooth, and
the perfume she was wearing was making me horny.  As I rummaged through my
backpack for the tape I wanted, I felt her leg move up against my arm.  I
then put the tape in my right hand, and ran my left hand back up her leg.
She seemed to like it because she moved her leg up and down until I did it
again.  I moved my hand in a sort of circular motion on her knee, and then
moved up to her thigh.  I stayed on the outside at first.  Then I moved to
the front of it.  I stayed there for a while, and then I began to feel ad-
venturous.

I casually moved my hand towards the inner part of her thigh about at the
knee.  I massaged that area two or three times, and moved back a bit far-
ther.  I repeated this pattern until I was at about the middle of her thigh.
I was getting very horny, and my cock was extremely hard.  Her legs were not
completely together, but not far enough apart that I could try to massage
her pussy.  I decided to "test the water," and I moved my hand farther back
until I was almost at the junction of her legs.  She then rectified the sit-
uation of the lack of space between her legs by spreading them, and slouch-
ing down in the seat.

I could not believe it.  I moved my hand to her pussy.  It was very warm.  I
gently ran my hand around the surface of it to sort of tease her a bit.  She
started rocking her hips a little which was a definite sign that she wanted
more.  I began to put some more pressure on her pussy, and it was clear she
was aroused because I could feel her wetness.  I moved up and down her outer
labia, and up to her clit.  I started playing with it lightly at first; then
increasing my speed and force.  She started to breathe heavily now, and she
was moving her hips against my hand.  By this time I was hard as a rock, and
I moved my hand down from her clit, and put my finger inside her hole.  She
loved that, especially when I put two fingers in there!  She began to moan
softly, moving her hand to reach under my shorts, and grab my rock-hard
cock!  I then turned my hand so that I could finger-fuck her, and massage
her swollen clit at the same time.  She moved her pussy back and forth fast-
er now moving with my rhythm.

She grabbed me harder, and started jerking me off.  Finally, things got real
hot.  I turned to her, and said, "Don't you think we should go somewhere
more private so we can do all kinds of NASTY things to each other?"  As I
said this I moved my hand even harder and faster.  She could only nod "yes,"
and moan in response.

I slowed down, then stopped.  We got up, and left the blanket, Walkman, and
magazine on the seats, and headed for the rest room.  On the way back, I
started to wonder if anyone would hear us.  However, I remembered that the
engine was back there also, so that probably would not be a problem.  We got
in there, and locked the door.

I sat her up on the sink, and we started kissing deeply.  I started massag-
ing her thighs with both hands this time, and she began to moan in excite-
ment.  I whipped out my member, which by this time was hard enough to cut
diamonds, and moved it towards her.  She then said, "No, wait.  I want you
to fuck me, but first I want you to eat me.  I want to have my first orgasm
in your mouth!"

I then proceeded to remove her top, and her big, beautiful tits popped out.
She was not wearing a bra, but that was not a big surprise.  I stopped thin-
king about the issue of her dressing style, and set to my task.  I moved her
hips forward onto the sink, and got on my knees.  I put my mouth up to her
inviting tuna taco, and blew on it.  She liked that a lot.  I did that for a
minute or so.  Then I started licking the insides of her thighs, but stopped
right before I got to the intended target.  I did this a few times, and it
drove her absolutely nuts!  I finally started licking her cunt itself.

She was one of those women who does not have an odor except for the baby
powder that she must have used when she showered.  So, upon discovering that
she had no alarming scent, I dove right in.  The sudden change from almost
no licking to what I was doing now made her twitch and moan loudly.  I flic-
ked her clit with my tongue, and stopped occasionally to catch my breath.  I
then took her clit into my mouth, and sucked on it.  I could tell by her
hips bucking that she was going to cum!

I did not want her to just yet, so I turned my attention to her hole!  I put
my tongue in there, and moved my head back and forth so that I could liter-
ally fuck her with my tongue.  When I felt that now familiar bucking of her
hips, grabbing of her tits, and screaming, I stopped.  I faked that I was
out of breath so that I could get my hand in position.

After seeing that she had calmed down, I took my middle finger, stuck it in
her hole, and started sucking on her clit, while at the same time using my
teeth.  I did it hard and fast.  She started screaming again.  She was going
to cum!  I thought of stopping again, but I was so horny for this girl that
I wanted her to spill her female juices of love all over my face, and that
is exactly what she did!  I licked and swallowed until I got every last
drop.  After I got to my feet, and started massaging her tits, she grabbed
my cock, and said, "FUCK ME!"

Boy, what a neat idea!  "Why didn't I think of that?," I thought sarcastic-
ally.  I told her that since she was holding on to my rod, she could put it
in.  I grabbed her by the waist, and as soon as my cock was in position,
thrust up inside her.

The combination of the action while we were in our seats, the recent adven-
ture of the tongue, and the anticipation of fucking her brains out was al-
most too much for me.  I moved back and forth at a good speed which made her
squirm and scream with ecstasy!  She leaned back, and grabbed onto these two
handles next to the mirror.  When she did this, I bent over, and while fuck-
ing her, started sucking on her jugs.  She was wet, wild, and willing!

Speaking of wetness, I could feel my hot cream welling up getting ready to
explode.  I did not want to cum yet.  I wanted to save it for the very last
wave of sex.  However, she did not want to save it, she started gyrating,
and almost hollering!  I could feel her orgasm come out in one large tidal
wave.  The warmth of her juices surrounded my red-hot meat slab.  I slowed
down a little to allow her to calm down.  She looked at me, and licked her
lips.  She said, "Okay, stud.  Your turn.  Sit down!"

I climbed out of my shorts, and sat down on the toilet.  She stepped out of
her skirt, and knelt down in front of me.  My cock was standing straight up.
She took it in her left hand, and started massaging my nuts with her right.
As she did this, she started licking the length of my cock, and darting her
tongue back and forth on the head.  It was driving me absolutely crazy!
Then she took it all in her mouth with one swift movement.  She started suc-
king on it like it was a straw, desperately trying to get the juice out it.
I was going absolutely wild.  This girl could probably suck a golf ball
through twenty feet of garden hose!

Finally, I could feel myself about to cum.  I did not want to just yet, but
her talented mouth on my wankie was not about to let me hold it back.  I
started fucking her mouth like it was her pussy, and shot my load into it.
She was so happy that she made me cum all over the inside of her mouth, that
she started to moan real loud, and greedily swallow and suck.

After I lubricated her mouth with my hot cream, she stood up.  I grabbed her
by the waist, and making her straddle the toilet seat and my legs, position-
ed her box right over my pole.  When she was properly placed, I grabbed her
ass cheeks, and pushed them towards me to wrap that cunt of hers right
around my dick!

She began grinding and moaning.  I grabbed her hips and ground her faster.
I was so hot for her that I did not care how fast we went as long as we kept
on fucking.  Her pussy felt so good around my cock.  It was so soft and
satiny inside, and it was rubbing on all the right places on me.  She stuck
her chest out, and I started sucking on her tits again.  It did not take
very long before she started howling, and exploded into yet another orgasm.
I was close behind her with my jet spray of sex juice!  We slowed down, and
let the motion of the bus control our movements while we relaxed.  Then I
kissed her deeply, and said, "It's not over yet Tiffany.  It's time for the
grand finale.  Stand up."

She stood up.  I leaned forward, and started eating her snatch for about
thirty seconds just to get her going again.  Then I stood up, turned her
around, and had her put her hands on the toilet seat.  I rubbed her ass
first with my hand, then with my cock.  After a few minutes of this, I stuck
it in her pussy.  Then after a minute, I put one hand on her clit, and one
hand on her tit.  She grabbed her other tit, and started screaming and slap-
ping her ass against my thighs.  She could not control herself.  I asked her
if she liked being fucked that way.  She could only respond with, "Oh,
yeah!"

The sexual pleasure from my fucking her, rubbing her clit, and having both
her tits played with at the same time, made her start to cum continuously.
I could also feel my hot jiz begin to boil.  I knew I was going to cum any
minute.  It was going to be the best orgasm yet.  I wanted hers to be too.
I could feel myself start to cum, so I started fucking her faster, rubbing
her clit harder, and kneading her tit more forcefully.  She did her tit more
forcefully too.  This did exactly what I wanted it to do.  In fact, we both
exploded into such an orgasm, that it left us shouting at the top of our
lungs for at least a minute.  That may not seem like a long time, but when
you are doing it, it does.  We were screaming so loud that I am sure the
entire bus could hear us, but neither of us cared.

When we finished, we did some after-play to gradually bring us down from the
high we were on from all that wondrous copulation.  We got dressed, opened
the door to the rest room, and walked back to our seats.  As we were walking
back, a guy looked up at me, smiled, and gave me the old "thumbs up" rou-
tine.  Obviously, he heard us.

The bus pulled in to Buffalo.  We got off, got our luggage, and went inside
the bus station.  While we waited for our rides to pick us up, we exchanged
addresses and phone numbers.  She asked me if I wanted to get together some-
time soon.  I said, "You bet!  I've got an in-ground pool, and my parents
are going out of town next month."  She smiled, and licked her lips.  My
ride arrived, and we said goodbye.