The Backseat
The sky was dark and cloudy. Grace did not want to get out of bed. She knew the alarm clock was going to be going off in less than an hour. She’d been tossing and turning all night - unable to get this new man off her mind. She met him in a group a few days ago and he was so damn sexy. They seemed to have a lot of the same interests...she needed to sleep so she rolled over, grabbed a hold of her stuffie and closed her eyes. Soon she drifted off into a deep sleep - taking her into a dream.
She was standing on the corner waiting to cross the street for the bus. She knew there were people all around her, but she was really into her music and her thoughts were on her phone. She was in her facebook group; this new group her friend added her to. The people there were very interesting, but this one guy - he only lived a few hours away - he was the one she wanted to interact with. She had stalked his profile. He was older, admittedly not her normal type of man, but she was so attracted to him she couldn’t explain it. What was his name?!?! She screamed inside her head.
Being pushed forward with the group of people, she looked up to notice the bus was there. She climbed on and worked her way to the back. She had a long ride and the group was rather naughty. She didn’t want any kids to see what she may see or any old women to have a heart-a-stroke. She found a seat near the back and settled in. Scrolling through the feed, she sees his name. “Josh!!” she yells out loud. Looking up, she sees other passengers have turned to stare at her. Some looked at her as though she were crazy, while others just grinned at her. She blushed and went back into her phone.
She began with the normal morning niceties. They continued their conversation from the previous day. For some reason she was compelled to tell this man everything about herself; where she lived, her deepest desires, everything. He asked where she was, so she looked up briefly to snap a pic of the bus and sent it to him. “Ahhhh, yes. The dreaded commute.” He explained that he actually liked to ride the bus, that he liked to sit in the next to back row against the window and look like he wasn’t paying attention, but to hold his phone just right so the person behind him could see what he was seeing. She was so excited to tell him that his choice of seat was her favorite as well, but she had never done anything so bold.
“Is anyone sitting behind you?” he asked.
“Yes.”
“Is it a man or a woman?”
“I can’t tell without turning to look.”
“It’s ok not to know. Do you feel brave, Grace?”
“I admit, I am feeling somewhat extra naughty this morning. You seem to bring that out in me.”
“Would you like to play along with me this morning?”
“YES!” she responded out loud. She looked up to see a whole new group of people looking at her. The others had left and already been replaced by a new group of commuters. Even more red in the face than before, she regressed once again into her phone. Josh proceeded to tell her what to do next.
“Position yourself in the seat so the person behind you can see what you’re doing. find a picture of a woman you find sexy as hell and post it in the group.”
As she browsed for a pic, she could feel the presence of the person behind her shift a little closer. She grinned and told Josh what she was feeling. She posted the picture and lingered a bit to make sure her backseat person could see.
“How bold ARE you feeling?”
“I have to say I’m feeling pretty bold right now.”
“These are total strangers, Grace. You will probably never see them again and if you do, they won’t remember who you are. Let’s try out your new bold feeling. Unbutton your shirt and take a pic of your cleavage. You don’t have to send it to me unless you want to. The point is that your rider sees it.”
She unbuttoned the top buttons and snapped the pic. Again she felt the stranger shift in his/her seat, but this time they stayed in that position.
“Pull your shirt open more. Show your bra. Snap the pic.”
Grace pulled open her shirt to expose her bra and snapped the pic. She heard her partner in the back - his breathing was increasing. He was watching everything she was doing and she had to admit she was loving every minute of it.
“How are we doing?”
“I’m good. I have to admit, I’m liking it...It’s very erotic.”
“Let’s take it up a notch. Make a video. Slide your hand in your bra and squeeze. Play with your nipple, then watch the video a couple of times.”
Grace made the video. She was so glad she had chosen a new red bra she had purchased this past weekend. It was a beautiful, half-shelf bra. She watched the video. It was turning her on so badly she didn’t notice at first that her partner’s breathing was as fast as hers.
“Slide your hands up your skirt, Grace. Put two fingers in your pussy. Tell me how wet you are.”
Grace took her hands, slid them up her skirt, and into her panties. When she first touched herself, she gasped. She’s so turned on and SO wet. She can’t believe she does it, but she doesn’t just feel her wetness, she slides her fingers in and out a few times. She has to stop or she’d be cumming on this bus.
“Oh my God, Josh. I’m so wet.”
“Slide those fingers in your mouth. Taste yourself for me.”
As she does, she hears a moan from who she knows to be a man now, behind her. She slides them in and out of her mouth, moaning at her own wetness, knowing that it will make the man even hotter.
“Fuck yourself with your fingers, baby.”
She puts her fingers back in her pussy and begins to fuck herself. Her breathing picks up. The man behind her knows what she’s doing; his breathing picks up. She’s almost ready to cum…”PING”...she stops to look. It’s a message from Josh.
“I need you to taste more. I need a taste this time too,” he says.
She grins. This must be hard for him - not being able to see.
“Three fingers this time. Please?”
She’s about to type “OK” when she realizes she didn’t tell him how many fingers she tasted the first time.
“Josh, what do you mean, ‘this time’? I never told you how many fingers I used.”
“And this time, turn that sexy ass around in that seat and put them in MY mouth instead of yours.”
Grace froze. She didn’t know what to think. Didn’t want to turn around. Her phone pinged again. When she finally got up the nerve to look, she read,
“And I want to see more of that beautiful red bra.”
She slid down in the seat. “PING!”
“Please don’t be afraid or embarrassed. You’re beautiful.”
She sat up a little and messaged back:
“Josh, where are you?”
“PING!”
A picture flashed on her screen of the back of her head, holding her phone, sitting on the bus. Slowly, she turned around to see her backseat partner. Looking into love and lust-filled eyes, she whispered, “Josh?”
“Yes, my love. I do love you. I know that feels scary right now but it’s how I feel. After we talked last night, I couldn’t sleep. I couldn’t stop thinking about you. I had to see if you were real or if I was dreaming. I’m so thankful you’re real.”
Tears streamed down her face as she stood up and moved to the seat beside him. Holding her face in his hands, he looked her in the eyes and asked her to call out of work so she could spend the day with him. All she could do was nod her head. He held her as she made the call.
They got off the bus at the next stop and took the time to walk back to her apartment. Along the way, they shared more details about their lives - finding they had more in common with each other than they could ever have imagined. The closer they got, the thicker the sexual tension became. Small touches became caresses and by the time they reached Grace’s apartment, they were in a frenzy.
The key had barely turned in the door and Josh had Grace through the threshold, the door closed, and her back against the wall. His lips slammed against hers. She tasted so sweet. He’d been wanting to kiss her from the moment he saw her get on the bus. Grinding his hard cock against her, he pulled her hands above her head and moved closer, leaving no room between them.
Grace squirmed and pushed to deepen the kiss. Their bodies and tongues saying everything they couldn’t find the words for. She began to push against Josh and pulled away long enough to breathe out “Bathroom.” Once inside the doorway of the bathroom Josh reclaimed her lips. Moving toward the shower, they began to pull away layers of clothing. Grace reached in to turn on the water as they stepped in, still partially clothed. The steamy water poured down on them. Josh broke the kiss and took in the site that was Grace. The water had soaked through her cami and her beautiful nipples were hard, poking through the transparent fabric.
“My God, you’re beautiful. I can’t believe you’re mine.”
“The feeling is mutual. I think we’ve talked enough.”
Grace began kissing his chest, moving down his body until she was on her knees. Water running along her face, she began to unbuckle his belt. She pushed forward until his back rested against the wall. Looking up into his eyes, she unbuttoned the fly and pulled out his cock. Slowly stroking him, she leaned in and sucked in his balls.
Josh sucked in his breath, leaned his head back and closed his eyes. She was going to be the undoing of him. He’d never been with a woman who wanted to pleasure him this way without being asked, or begged for that matter.
Grace ran her tongue from his taint, up around his balls, to the base of his cock. She continued her path up his length, feeling the throbbing of his veins, as he became harder by the second. She swirled her tongue around the tip and plunged it in her mouth. She LOVED the feel of a cock in her mouth and Josh was no exception. He tasted so yummy. His skin was velvety soft. She ran her tongue around the top of the shaft, teasing him around the edges of the head. Deeper and deeper she slid him in, reaching the back of her throat. His moans were like fuel to her. She knew she must be doing something right. Slowly she slid her mouth up and down his cock, savoring every inch. She reached out for his hands and moved them to her head.
With his hands now resting on her head, Josh looked to Grace to see if he understood what she was saying. The drugged look in her eyes told him everything he needed to know.. Grabbing hand fulls of her hair, he began to push toward her. She moved her hands to his ass and helped him guide her back and forth, begging him to fuck her mouth. That mouth… It was the most amazing feeling. He held back at first. He didn’t want to hurt her, but her hands told him she wanted him to take what he needed. Further and further he slid down her throat, her saliva coating him, making the journey easier with each stroke. She began to swallow each time he slid in; her throat contracting around him. He knew he wouldn’t be able to last longer.
He thrusted in and back once more then completely pulled out from her mouth. Grace looked up to see if she had done something wrong. “Shhhhhhhhh little one.” Gently placing his finger beneath her chin, he held her gaze to his.
“Everything is ok. I had to stop or I was going to be cumming down that beautiful throat of yours. I can’t miss being inside you for the first time.”
Guiding Grace to her feet, he lifted her legs up and wrapped them around his waist. Thrusting deep and fast inside her pussy, he kissed her, silencing her scream. She wrapped her arms around him as he slowed his movement, causing her to shudder around him. Her orgasm hit her without warning and her pussy grabbed hold of his cock for dear life. He didn't allow her one second to recover. He reached up and pulled her hair, exposing her neck as he continued to move in and out, kissing and nipping her neck, causing another orgasm to tear her apart.
"Please!" I begged him and he began to thrust faster; harder. With one final push, his hot cum filled her. He rode out his orgasm along with hers, caressing her face, whispering "I love you baby. I love you so damn much."
Grace didn’t know what to say. This was the second time he had told her he loved her within 3 hours’ time. Could she love him too? They’d only known each other for a few days. She knew he wasn’t looking for a return answer from her. He wasn’t like that. He wanted her to feel comfortable - to know she meant it when she said it. Instead, she chose to bask in the moment. No matter what the future held for them, she new they definitely had something between them unlike anything she’d ever experienced before.
Standing there, in his embrace, she pushed everything else from her mind but the feeling of being in his arms. She never felt more loved and safe in her life. Who knew you could meet someone in a group on fb who could be the love of your life?
Grace felt something prickling her back and it was getting worse by the second The water was getting cold and they needed to turn it off. She couldn’t pull away from Josh and she was starting to flail around in his arms, with no movement from him. He was just standing there holding her as if he felt nothing. All of a sudden, Grace jerked awake, completely soaked with sweat; her sheets wrapped around her. Damn! Are you kidding me?? That was only a dream? She looked at her clock; two minutes before it went off.
“I cannot believe that was all a dream! What a cruel joke. Too good to be true anyway I guess.” She got up and headed to the shower - the memories of the dreams still fresh in her mind.
“PING!” Grace stopped in her tracks. It was her phone. Who could it be this early in the morning? She went to look at the screen and to her surprise, there was a notification from Josh.
“Hi there, beautiful! Take the day off and spend it with me.”
Grace grinned and replied.
“How about taking a bus ride?”
The End
