I tried to make enough space for her as I could but it hadn’t really been enough, her arm was pressing on my breasts as she manoeuvred by, then she was gone. My nipples tingled in response to masturbation the touch, I could feel them stiffening and I was horrified, feeling them clearly pressing at my front. I quickly sat in the now vacant seat, as pussy I pulled my cardigan across my front. I self consciously looked to see whether anyone else had been aware of my frontal display. No one was, but had I seen the woman glance back at me as she got to the front of the bus? There was now a definite tingle clitoris between my legs, I felt close to tears with embarrassment. Further journeys followed with her invariably some distance from me. She showed not the slightest awareness of me. Until one day, I had taken a vacated seat. The driver had shouted for people to, “Move along the bus please”, as they do, and there she was, stood beside me, our positions reversed from the previous similar encounter. On the same stretch of twisty road where she’d had to hang on, I had to do the same. Her backside bumped against my hand, then was gone. It was repeated once or twice more. I was staring at her ass, thinking what a beautiful shape it was. As I looked, her body turned around, and exactly as had happened to me, someone wanted by. My eyes were glued to my hand, strange thoughts going through my mind. Would her front touch me? I realised with a shock that it was what I was waiting for. Then it did, again just a brief bump, seconds later though, it was repeated but seemed to press against my knuckles for longer. This happened several more times until the bus hit a bad bump and I felt her crotch grinding on my hand. I dragged my eyes away, trying to sneak a look at her face. She was looking toward the front of the bus. Then I saw her as she reached for the ‘stop’ button. My hand went between her legs ass as she stretched, I could actually feel the heat. Then she was gone. I found that day a struggle, my thoughts simply kept returning to the bus ride, how close her pussy had been to my hand, only separated by the material of her clothes. Each time my thoughts dwelt on it, I would feel my face get hot and my panties were definitely getting wet, I found myself pressing my fingers down between my legs. Finally, I gave in, I rushed to the washroom, thank God it was empty, then I was sat with my panties around my ankles, furiously rubbing my clit. It must clit have been the quickest orgasm that I’ve ever had, my body had needed the release but it didn’t take away the tension within me. My thoughts for this woman had now changed. I craved for her touch. I sat there for ages with my eyes closed, dreaming of her body against mine, even of her undressing me and then to touch me. All this time, I had been unconsciously playing with my clit again. I felt another orgasm building up, I squeezed my eyes tight, trying to imagine it was her wanking me, and I reached my other hand under, to force my fingers up my pussy. I almost fell off the toilet seat, as I climaxed, it was shattering this time, mind-blowingly intense. Some days later I was waiting for the bus, I now carried my coat, the rain had cleared and it was now quite warm. When I had got on, I saw her standing further along the bus but she didn’t look my way. There was a vacant window seat, I excused myself to the guy sat next to it and squeezed in. It was a couple of stops later when he stood to leave. Jack ordered. Penny did come back and asked where my ex went. Look at those two. Attached cuffs to my ankles and spread my legs. “A Speedo. “You just don't get it! The swinging subsides somewhat and now she begins to turn more than swing, first ass to the right and then to the left. Gripped her hair with a hand on each side of her head and shoved his cock balls deep in her throat. The sensation pussy between her thighs continued to build. Lucy gasped. The precum coated my tongue. “mmmm” was all the sound that escaped her mouth. Then my soul flung out in a shock of pain, shooting back to my body and... “Enjoyed the movie, hon?” he asked sarcastically. Ten minutes later I was alone with Christian in the gym showers. I managed a glance down, Dawn was at my tits and Helen was lying between my legs. "What?!" A car seat, actually. I pull you up and kiss you, tasting me on your tongue. Still clit dazed, she only put up a useless struggle. I asked her a bit confused, she thought I hate her. While the mind was carrying on a confused debate with itself, the body was already in action. It was still damp, as was her skin, so masturbation it clung to the curve of her breasts. Alex stood over top of her , flexing his knees a little to lower himself to the right level. clitoris