Open Obsession

My name is Miles, and I have always hated riding the city bus. It’s always hot and full of crazy people. The air works; I feel it when I walk by vents, but it gets so crowded that you can’t feel the AC.

People always claim they get sexually assaulted on the bus, or they fantasize about fucking on a crowded bus. Not that I didn’t believe them, but my question was, how? You get packed in so tight you can barely breathe, much less move.

That was until I had the most insane encounter of my life. I’ll never look at the bus the same way again.

It was a Friday afternoon, I had gotten off work early, and I had a three-day weekend ahead of me. I didn’t have plans, but not having to get up for work for three days had me in a great mood.

I got on the bus, like any other day, and went straight to the back. It was standing room only, because of course it was; it always was. I put on my headphones, grabbed the overhead bar, and settled in for the long ride.

At the next stop, this gorgeous young woman gets on. I say young because she looked younger than my thirty-six years, but hey, black don’t crack. I watched as she made her way down the aisle like she was looking for something. My eyes were drawn to the way her loose curls framed her generous cleavage and her nipples pressed like captives against her short, red sundress.

She caught me looking and smiled. She never said a word. She just flashed that beautiful, bright smile, half swung around the bar in front of me with a wink, then turned her back and stood there.

My heart raced and my cock twitched, but I kept my face neutral. In my head, I was howling and whistling like that wolf from the old Looney Tunes cartoons.

She had on platform sandals that made her as tall as my 5’8’, and made her legs look fantastic. Her ass was big and round to the point her cute little sundress was having a hell of a time keeping it covered.

At this point I had no intention of having any further contact with this girl; I was just glad to be here.

Two stops later, a tidal wave of humanity flooded the bus. I don’t know where all these people came from, but they all poured in like there would never be another bus again.

As they pushed closer, the girl in red turned toward me to make room, like she had far to go. While she was moving, before anyone was ready, the bus took off. I watched as someone stumbled into her, and she fell into me as I caught her.

I wrapped an arm around her, and her head hit my chest, but we stayed upright. She looked up at me and smiled. I had to try very hard not to think about how soft she felt in my arms, or how good she smelled, or how nice her breasts felt squished against my body.

The truth is I didn’t need to think about any of that. Those golden brown eyes and that smile were more than enough to make me want her right there.

She got her feet under her and stood but made no attempt to put any distance between us. She kept her hands on my chest and her body close as she studied my face. Then she bit her lips and turned her back to me as she held my arm in place.

As she did, her wonderful ass brushed slowly, deliberately across my crotch, then she smirked at me over her shoulder and pressed back against my erection. She clearly noticed the one thing I hoped she wouldn’t.

A soft moan escaped her lips when the bus hit a bump in the road and jolted her into me. After that she leaned back into me and slowly rubbed her ass up and down my crotch. She held my hand against her belly at first, then began to guide it around her body.

Her breasts were full and soft with thick, pierced nipples like gumdrops. Her thighs were smooth and solid; she clearly worked out. She let my fingers brush her pussy just long enough to show me she wasn’t wearing panties.

I could not believe this was happening, but I’ll be damned if I was going to stop it. A gorgeous woman had just picked me out of the blue to be her plaything. Turning it down was the farthest thing from my mind.

I was hard as steel, and my body was screaming for me to press the action. I gripped her hip and pulled her back as I pushed my hips forward. She gasped, then moaned softly.

Her hand slid up my arm and then snaked between us. She gripped my rigid member through my khakis, then slid up and down the shaft as if taking the measure of it. I am not small. Next her fingers found my zipper.

Stops flew by. A few people got off, but somehow more got on. Unfortunately, no one left their seat. At this point I was beyond caring.

She had freed my aching boner and tucked it under her skirt. We were skin to skin as her ass slid up and down with my cock between her cheeks. It felt incredible, and I bit my lip trying not to make too much noise.

One of her hands reached up and gripped my hair, pulling my face into her neck. I gladly kissed and licked her sweet-smelling skin. Her other hand guided mine between her legs, and her breath quickened as I traced slow circles around her clit.

After just a moment, she turned her face and kissed me hard as her body shuddered in ecstasy. She opened her eyes, and the look in them told me she wasn’t done. She smiled as she adjusted my cock again. She held my gaze as she slid me in between her thighs.

I moaned low and deep in my throat. I wasn’t even inside her, but still she was warm and incredibly slick since she had just climaxed. My eyes rolled up, and I caught the digital sign announcing the next stop.

“My stop is coming up.” I whispered in her ear, my voice lower and more husky than it has ever been.

“Not anymore. You’re coming with me. This is way too good to stop now.” Her voice was low and raspy as she began rolling her hips, stimulating me in a way I’d never been before.

I made no argument and no effort to get away. Every fiber of my being wanted to see this play out.

I was harder than I ever remember being in my life. My rigid boner slid between her thighs, lubed by juices from her soaked pussy. She sighed and whimpered as I slipped back and forth along the length of her moist folds.

At this point I had no idea which of us was driving the action. All I knew was neither of us wanted it to stop. I had a grip on her hip, and she had a grip on my pants. We were both panting like dogs in heat.

Suddenly, she rose up on her toes, and I slid deep inside her with almost no effort. We whispered curses at the same time, and she shuddered again.

This whole time, I had been holding on to the railing so the motion of the bus wouldn’t throw us off balance. Now the only railing I cared about was what I was about to do to her. I gripped both her hips and pulled her back while she thrust her ass back at me.

It was hard, hot, and furious. She had been teasing me for what felt like forever, and I was trying to make her pay for every second of it.

Out of nowhere, the voice of the bus driver came over the loudspeaker.

“Last stop coming up. Everyone off, this bus is going out of service.”

My new friend slid herself off me, turned around, and kissed me deeply. She giggled as she tucked my uncooperative rod back in my pants, then took my hand and held on like I was going to run away.

When the bus stopped, she pulled me along behind her as she exited. I caught people’s faces as we passed them; some smirked, some looked disgusted, and one lady tried to tuck her number in my pocket. I couldn’t help but grin.

She didn’t let go of my hand until we got back to her apartment. She let the door slam behind her, pulled her dress off over her head, and then led me directly to her bed. I barely had time to admire her gorgeous body.

She nearly ripped my pants off without a word spared. The moment she had my cock in her hand, she popped it in her mouth. My head swam with the sensation. She sucked it like it held the last drop of water and she hadn’t had a drink in weeks. Fantastic.

She pushed me down on her bed, climbed on top of me, and moaned loudly as she slid down my pole. At first she just rolled her hips, enjoying the way I felt inside her. After a few seconds of that, she gripped her tits and started bouncing hard on my cock. All I could do was grip her hips and hold on.

It wasn’t long before she tensed and shuddered again, her slick walls gripping me tight. Once her climax passed, she leaned down and kissed me, looking satisfied like she was done.

I was not.

I wrapped my arms around her and rolled her onto her back. She squealed and giggled until I sat up and gripped her hips. She grinned wickedly and wrapped her legs around my waist.

“Go ’head, give it to me.”

I gave it to her. I gave it to her hard and fast, sweat dripping down my chest, muscles straining, jaw clenched. I gave her everything I had. She held on to my arms and cussed repeatedly as her tits bounced wildly with the pounding I was giving her.

She spread her legs wide for me and held them there. I sank deeper in her, and she called God names that would make a navy chaplain blush.

Control was gone, and restraint was a distant memory. This sexy little minx had lit something in me that I didn’t know was there and turned me into a freight train going full speed with no brakes.

Suddenly, I felt the familiar pressure in my core, but nothing in me wanted to stop.

“Fuck, I’m close.” I grunted, not even slowing. In response, she locked her ankles behind my back and threw her arms around my neck. I gripped her body and hammered into her as hard as I could for as long as I could before I absolutely exploded. I swear I saw stars.

Afterward, as we lay there panting, sweating, and grinning like two idiots, she rolled over and laid her head on my chest. I kissed the top of her head, wrapped an arm around her, and caressed her silky, soft skin.

“So,” I began softly. “What’s your name?”