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When the bus finally arrived I hopped on and took a seat in the back. Looking up at the ceiling the time read 9 pm. I was completely drained from my hard day at work yet still horny since I didn’t have time to jerk one off in the restroom. I couldn’t help but feel irritated and look around the bus. It was surprisingly empty save for the bus driver and the schoolgirl that was asleep a few seats to my right.
I couldn’t help but stare at her small chest and notice the fact that her legs were wide open; her entire posture slack. The mask on her face didn’t help but I’m sure she was decent looking underneath. Half the time the cameras on the bus didn’t work anyway...this could be my chance. I feel the bus slow to a halt at a red light and I take my chance to move closer to the sleeping girl. I could smell the light perfume she was wearing as I sat beside her.
She looks knocked out, I think to myself. Without a moment to lose, I hike up her skirt to see her black stocking sticking tight to her. I grab the fabric and tug it until it rips and shows me her blue panties. I look up, the bus still hasn’t moved and the camera isn’t facing here. That’s all I needed to stand up and undo my pants just enough that my half erected cock springs out. I could hear soft snores from the girl and half wondered to myself as I spat on my cock what school she went to.
The sensations of my fingers running against my cock brings it to full erection and I pull away not wanting to cum too early. Next, I gently grab the girl's waist and pull upward so her pussy would line up with my cock. It was probably uncomfortable and I could see her brows twitching when I started rubbing my tip against her clothed clit. Tiny muffled moans puffed through the mask which stirred me up more. I use my hand to pull her underwear to the side and spit on her pussy a few times before rubbing it around it with my cock.
It was so pretty and a bit fuzzy but I didn’t mind. I just wanted to sink into her cunt already. I kept glazing her folds till I figured she’d be wet enough that it wouldn’t hurt too much and finally lined up my cock at her entrance.
Slowly I push myself in and try not to scream because she was so fucking tight. Her snatch was just slurping me in with everything it had and just as I was about to thrust the bus diver had started driving which caused me to slip in much quicker.
I let out a low whimper and stared at the sleeping girl as her sweet pussy enraptured my poor needy cock. I couldn’t hold back much longer and started fucking her cunt. It felt like she was a virgin and I didn’t feel any remorse for taking it. It’s her fault for looking so cute with her legs all presenting. The girl under me lets out another moan, her unconscious body feeling the pleasures I provide. When I hit a certain part of her walls her back arched off the seat and I paused to reposition myself before plowing harder and faster. The motor of the bus and outside traffic manages to cover over the noise of our skin slapping but I wouldn’t care at this point if I were caught.
Because I was so backed up my dick was far more sensitive than usual and I felt my legs wobbling as I approached my much-needed orgasm. Each thrust felt harder to control and I felt myself losing reason even when the girl started whimpering and thrusting her hips forward. I felt my cock swelling and my pussy dripping as I finally slammed home and came deep inside of her. I came so hard that I had to bite down on my lips and put a foot up to balance myself. It was like a never-ending waterfall, so much that my cum started dribbling in fat globs onto the floor. There was a bit of blood mixed in it.
I breathed hard through my mask, sweat brimming on my forehead as I pull out, more cum spilling out the wasted cum. I wipe it off on her stocking and sigh in content, more relaxed now. It’s a shame I couldn’t see her fully naked.
I stand over her for a few seconds, debating my options before rummaging in her school bag and ripping a paper. I scribble my number on the sticky note and paste it under her shirt before grabbing my bag and getting off the bus. Hope I don’t regret it.
When the girl woke up to the bus driver saying “last stop” she immediately realized something was wrong. Her legs felt numb and the inside of her underwear was soaking wet. In a panic, she checked to see if she pissed herself and stood with the help of the railing. As she does so, fat white globs of sticky cum plop loudly onto the floor. She gasps in shock and bites her lip, looking around at the empty bus seats. Who would...
She got off the bus, ashamed and aroused all the same. The rip in her stocking allowed for the cold to bleed onto her skin. Someone had taken her virginity in her sleep. It would’ve been useless to report it or ask the bus driver for any information. Her body felt used. Just how in the world did she sleep through all that? Even now her womb quivered with pain with each step she took.
She guessed that perhaps she had been working herself with homework but still...
She pauses suddenly and looks around to see if anyone was still on the road but it was just her. Biting her lips under the mask she walks some more before heading into an alley where the streetlights barely reached. Her pussy was still soaking wet with the person’s seed and she breathed heavily as she lifted her school skirt. She spreads her legs a bit and uses a hand to touch the hole in her skirt. She moans softly because her folds were sore and soft from the unknown fucking.
She wonders who could’ve done this...what person would take advantage of her body like this. And why was she touching herself at the idea of being ravaged in public? It was supposed to feel wrong, to be gross, but instead, here she was in a dark alley rubbing mystery cum all over her clit.
It wasn’t long till she was bucking into her messy fingers, cries being muffled by the hem of her skirt before she squirted onto the pavement.
By the time she got home she found the phone number attached to her chest. Now completely clean and with a clear mind the girl stayed up late staring at the number wondering if she should just toss it out.
The girl ends up saving the number on the phone and texting the person. Although she was frightened she braced herself and kept texting till they set up a public meeting on Saturday.
What was she getting herself into? The girl sighs under the sheets and curls up, her clit tingling at the thought of the mystery person.