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I use the city bus to get to work and do errands. I
see a lot of guys that I would just love to have them lay a whole yard of
cock in me. Now the kind of guys I like are the geeky glass wearing, nerdy
pencil thin stature, introvert computer dweebs. I just find them
attractive because I know there is a lot of deviant sex fantasies going
through their minds when they are sitting at their boring desk jobs
filling up the hours of their mundane lives.
One late fall afternoon, I accidently dropped my bag of groceries right
after I got off the bus. I bent down to pick up the plastic pint of milk
when the handle broke off crashing to the ground only to have the milk
splash up to my neck. I was so embarrassed so I quickly took out a tissue
from my purse and wiped off the milk that was streaming down my neck
running straight down my cleavage. All of a sudden, this guy helped me
pick up my groceries and I recognize him as a regular on the bus. I saw
his hazel eyes beam at me through his dark rimmed glasses as I thanked him
for his help.
After that day I started to fantasize about him on a nightly basis and
used his image as the focus of my masturbation sessions. Each time I
inserted my dildo into my tight ass I would imagine him ramming me from
the back.
Each morning, I would pick an empty seat to sit in and place my purse next
to me so no one would sit with me until the bus pulled up to the bus stop
of the guy with the dark rimmed glasses. I would immediately place my
purse on my lap and hoped he would sit next to me. I would stare straight
ahead expressionless in order to ensure I would not look desperate at my
attempt for this guy to fuck me silly. But he would never sit next to me.
So after a week and a half I stopped using him as my focus for my nightly
masturbation sessions.
Then, one day I got off the bus and started walking straight to my
apartment, I felt a slight tug at my arm. I turned around swiftly ready to
stare down the person who was attempting to assault me. To my fucking
surprise it was the guy in the dark rimmed glasses. I guess he saw my mad
stare and he kinda backed away a bit and then he explained that I left my
scarf on the bus. He recognized my scarf since I was wearing it that day
he helped me pick up my groceries. Talk about a god given opportunity for
me to take him home and have him screw me up against the bathroom wall.
But I wanted to play it cool. So I asked him if I could buy him a drink
since it would be my way of thanking him for helping me with the grocery
incident and returning my scarf to me. Of course he accepted, I could see
that fuck hungry look in his eyes. He knew he was going to get some by the
way I arched my back and pointed my tits right in his face.
After I bought him a gin and tonic, I found out he was an accountant
working “for the same god-damned company for 9yrs”. I ordered a pink
zinfandel. To my surprise this pencil pusher was kinda funny and if you
can make me laugh well you certainly got me sopping up my panties. I
finished off my 3rd glass of pink zin and he finished his drink I bought
for him. I was nicely buzzed, the kind of buzz where I would be a good lay
since I would be up for anything. He said he wanted to walk me home since
it was getting late. I awkwardly mumbled something about pink zin being my
favorite beverage after a long day, he responded by saying “a mouth full
of pink pussy was a way he liked to end any day of the week.” I
immediately rubbed my tits up against him and said” I was ready and
willing to end his day right.”
He stared straight at me and said nothing, then he forcefully grabbed my
hand and we headed straight out the door.
I told him I lived right around the corner, he said “no” sternly and then
he leaned up to the side of my ear and deeply whispered “I want to fuck
you hard because I want to hear you moan and beg loudly for cock, I have a
sound proof bedroom at my place.” I was too tipsy and too horny to
disagree so I let him lead me to his place.
As soon as we got there I started to paw at his crotch. He grabbed my hand
forcefully and twisted it behind my back. I started to breathe hard,
quickly and deeply since I liked the way he was dominating me. He then
said “I thought you were a heartless bitch by the way you never would
return my glances, but now I see you for what you are…. a hungry cunt,
drooling for cock”. I was so turned on because he seemed like such the
passive type. We headed straight for the sound proof master bedroom.
He immediately pushed me up against the wall next to his bed and told me
“I love your tits especially when I saw the milk all over your chest that
day you dropped your groceries, I would fantasize titty fucking you
everytime I rode the bus that week.”
I told him he could titty fuck me if he would fuck me up the ass hard. So
I quickly led him to his bed and straddled him. But before I could start
grinding on his crotch, he tore a whole in crotch of my pantyhose for easy
access. He started calling me an easy fucking cow and I started getting
off on it. He kept calling me drunk cunt over and over and was just
getting off on it. I finally said fuck you and grabbed his adams apple. He
quickly pushed me off his crotch and onto the bed and flipped me over. I
looked back at him a started laughing up at him. He was behind me and put
his full weight on my back and said the following “I wanted to fuck you
the first time I saw you, not because of how you looked but because you
seemed like a fucking bitch!” He kept calling me filthy fucking bitch in
my ear as he started rubbing my clit and eventually finger fucking me with
3 fingers. I started calling him a fucking asshole and he told me to
scream it louder since no one could hear. Each time he shoved his fingers
into my pussy I started to cream more and more. He then said fuck this,
and he took out his beautiful throbbing cock and started fucking me. He
said he needed to lubricate his cock since he was going to stick it up my
ass. I started laughing at him and asked him if he knew how. Then without
a moments noticed he said, “If you only knew” and he gave a hard deep
thrusts of his cock right in my ass. I starting screaming and all the
while kept saying with every other thrust, “I knew you were a screamer” I
was begging for it, “more, harder, faster.” Then he stopped. I started
going crazy because I was on the verge of cumming. I turned around and was
about to slap him across the face when he grabbed my hand and pushed me on
the bed. He quickly maneuvered himself on top of me and used my scarf to
tie my hands to his bed post, then he pushed my tits together and started
to tit fuck me. He started to call me an easy cow and I was getting off
because he was calling me an easy cow and because he was tit fucking hard.
I started screaming with fucking delight as he was getting ready to cum.
He stopped tit fucking me and quickly started to jack off and within
seconds his load was all over my face, hair and of course my neck and
chest. His grunting turned me the fuck on. After he came, he knew I still
needed to get off. So he went into his bathroom and I heard water running.
I was drunk with alcohol and drunk with the fuck session that we just had.
Moments later, I felt a towel wiping my hair and face and slowly wiping my
neck and chest and he whispered, just like that day with the milk.
He then sat next to me and untied my hands from the bedpost and propped me
up against him and he placed me on his crotch. I felt his limp dick
pressed against my vagina and I said “I don’t think you can play, your
soft” He pulled me close and whispered in my ear, “Not for long, now rub
those pussy lips against my groin area you snobby bitch.” I moaned and
smiled as I looked into those hazel eyes and obliged his request. I
started to feel waves of wetness soaking directly into his crotch and I
knew he felt it too since he commented “Its real easy to turn your faucet
on”. I said to him “fuck you” as I slapped him across the face. I was
eager for his reaction. And what a fucking reaction it was. He was
surprised at first and then he grabbed my hair and pulled it back with my
head following the direction of the pull. He had a fist full of my hair
and I was on my back. I begged him sweetly for a kiss and I apologized for
being such a snobby bitch.. He leaned in to kiss me and his kisses were
soft. I started to kiss him and then we started to deeply kiss, all the
while he is rubbing his cock up against my clit and he still has his fist
full of my hair. I then bite down hard on his lip drawing blood, he
fucking screams straight into my face and immediately I feel his dick
harden up. I laugh at him. But then in one swift motion, he slips his huge
bulging cock into my pussy and starts to bang me hard. At first I take him
all in and I moan with pleasure since this is what I want, I wanted this
badly. I think he will cum in a 10 minutes but he straight fucks me for 20
minutes. I know because he had digital clock by his bed and he noticed me
glancing over at it and said “Take this cock bitch since this is what you
wanted, I wont cum for awhile so I suggest you get comfortable and wait
for me to cum” I begged him to fuck me from behind or let me ride him. He
said“fuck no” and after awhile ignored me and just looked straight at me
when I beggted, I was never fucked 20 minutes non-stop. I came twice in
that 20 minute session and before that night I never came while I was
being fucked lying on my back. I was so wet and he wouldn’t give into my
pleas for other positions that he could fuck me or for him to stop, he had
that smug smile that just kept me getting wetter and wetter. We fucked
throughout the whole night and before I went home at 5am we did end the
session with him having a mouth full of pink pussy. Needless to say I
called in sick that day in order rest my stretched out pussy and asshole.
I still see him on the bus and on occasion when he has had a bad day he
takes me to the bar to have a drink and a whole night of hard core
fucking. |
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