Ashley and I are on a bus late at night somewhere in LA. Not very safe if you ask me. I watch as the lights and cars pass us by. And somehow I am just drawn to them. I am interrupted when Ashley starts kissing from my cheek to my lips. I turn my face to her and she has this look of love in her eyes. I lean in to kiss her. After awhile, Ashley rubs her tongue across my bottom lip asking for entry. I give it to her. We kiss for God knows how long and I need air. I pull out of the kiss and her lips move to my neck. She starts to really get into it until I try to stop her.
"Ashley stop. We are on a bus." Ashley keeps sucking on my pulse point. Her hand travels from my face to my breasts, kneading them.
"So?" She doesn't stop her attack to my neck, and I'm sure she is going to leave a mark.
"SO?! Anyone could see us." I whine to help with my plea.
"Like who Spencer? There is no one on here." Her hand starts moving down to the top of my jeans.
"The bus driver could see." She stops her assault and pulls her head back to give me this are-you-serious look.
"Spence, we are in the back of the bus. He won't be able to tell what we are doing." She goes in for another kiss thinking she won this battle, but I push her back.
"You are not going to be doing anything with me. Your hands have been all over this nasty, dirty public bus." She looks away to think about what I just said. "Thank God." Then she turns back and gives me a smirk. She reaches into her purse and pulls out some wipes.
"Wipes! First off, why the hell do you have wipes in your purse? And second, we are still not doing anything." She completely ignores everything I say while wiping her hands off. She then sticks them in my face.
"See. Clean." Then, she puts her hands around my neck and pulls me into a heated kiss.
After awhile, I deepen the kiss. Her hands go straight to the top of my pants again. The next thing I know her hand is inside my jeans. She starts rubbing me through my underwear.
I sink lower into my seat to help her get better access to my center. She slides her hand into my underwear. One of her fingers down my slit to my entrance. She slides in one finger. Ashley pulls out of the kiss and smiles at me.
"Damn Spencer. Are you sure you didn't want to do this?" She says this and adds another finger. I just pull her into another kiss to shut her up.
She keeps going at a steady pace then she starts going faster. I pant into her mouth while she is pumping into me. She adds another finger, and I almost cry out from the sheer pleasure. Her fingers are going deeper into my core, and I'm having a hard time from moaning too loud.
We break the kiss and she starts going faster. My hips are now up to her pace, and we are now synchronized. Ashley moves her mouth to my ear. I can feel her breath on it. She starts licking and biting my earlobe and whispers, "It's ok Spence, just let go."
I pull her into another kiss. She starts a slow massage to my clit with her thumb. That's all I needed to help me release. I moan into her mouth as she keeps a slow, steady pace to help me come down from my high.
When I finally get my breathing under control it's time for our stop. We get up and walk to the front of the bus where the pervy bus driver is smiling at us.
"You ladies have a great night." He says as his smile gets bigger. "Pervert."
"Thanks." As we get off the bus, I smack Ashley in the back of the head.
"What?!" I just shake my head at her.
"I cannot believe I just had sex on a public bus." "Gross"