Pubic Transit 3

Pubic Transit 3
by Ford

Dear Rachael: You get a bit naughtier in this round, becoming more of a public slut. Keep fingering that hot cunt of yours!

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Rachael left her office a couple of minutes early, rushing to the bus terminal to catch the express home. She arrived in plenty of time to make a stop in the restroom, fumbling with her clothing to remove her panties, already soaked in her hot pussy juice, and to take her bra off, as hubby instructed. She arrived at the platform a couple of minutes early, her tits bouncing provocatively as she walked. She felt a man’s hand brush across her ass, clearly checking for a panty hem and groping her flesh.

She walked to the back section of the bus, standing in the section designed to hold a wheelchair, which no one ever used on this route. A man slid to her left and slightly behind her, then one to her right, a third stood in front of her just to her left, she was hemmed in by three well-dressed men. The bus was crowded as usual, and she noticed several other men standing close by where she was wedged in with the three men.

A hand ran across her ass, gently massaging her pliant flesh. She whimpered softly, as she loved the sexual advances now. She felt a hand on the side of her thigh, moving down, finding the lower hem of her skirt. The stud in front of her raised his right hand, slid it across his left forearm, and brushed his fingers across her nipple, which pushed out against the material of her blouse.

She felt the cool air on her legs as the hem of her skirt rose, a little higher each time the bus moved up and down as it pulled out of the bus terminal and crossing the gutters.

“Undo the buttons on your blouse, slut,” the man said, barely audible, as he continued to play with her nipple, rubbing the material across her sensitive button.

Rachael dropped her grip on the travel bag she carried, her hand moving quickly to the top button of her blouse, undoing it, then the second, then the one just above her waist. At that point she saw a woman sitting across the aisle from her, legs spread a male hand on each leg a couple of inches above her knees. Rachael also saw that she wore no panties. The other woman’s pussy was shaved except for a small patch just above her slit.

With her top undone, the man slid his hand inside her blouse cupping her left tit, and began to fondle it a bit roughly. She groaned at the fondling, enjoying the male hands on her hot flesh. Her nipples hardened from the fingers tugging and pulling at her nipples. She felt a hand moving across her bare flesh at the juncture of her thigh to her crotch, the fingers roving, probing her hot flesh.

The woman across from her smiled, her legs splayed, a man’s hand now fingering her slit as she watched Rachel being used as a toy by the three males. A finger found Rachael’s clit, and began rubbing it intently, once again she moaned with pleasure, her legs weakened slightly as two fingers now rubbed her clit.

She felt hot flesh.

Her hand opened and a growing cock slid quickly into her palm. Automatically she began stroking the growing cock, making it rock hard. She amazed herself, she never thought about pulling her hand away, she was so immersed in the obscenity of what the four of them were doing and the woman across from her being fingered fucked, too.

Rachael turned from leaning over the dinner table, her dress falling from around her waist, dropped to her knees and took her husband’s drooling, cum covered cock into her mouth, noisily licking and sucking his cock clean from their hot fucking. He moaned with pleasure as his wife cleaned him up after their hot fuck, her tits swaying lewdly from her open blouse, as she related her hot, exhibitionist adventures of the evening bus ride.

“Fuck, Mom. You and Dad should really learn to use the bedroom!” Their oldest daughter giggled as she dropped her books on the other end of the table.

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Rachael’s Response

Oh, Lordy! Things are really heating up now! I love the thought of walking around in classy, business-like attire with no bra or panties underneath. Maybe one day this spring I’ll head into the financial district of Boston while the kids are in school and give it a try. I makes my pussy clench just thinking about what it might feel like to stride confidently down the sidewalk in broad daylight with my tits moving freely under a silky blouse while the wind swirls up my skirt to tickle my bare puss.

I really like the addition of another female on the bus enjoying the same kind of treatment. Not only does it make me feel a little safer, but it also satisfies my own voyeuristic needs. I wonder which one of us came first. I forgot to look to see if she was wearing a wedding ring, too. Does her husband know what she’s up to on the commute home? I’m glad mine does!

And I wasn’t expecting the little twist at the end. (Although, I guess that’s the whole point of a twist, isn’t it?) I wonder what my daughters would think if they ever found out one day that they had played such a major role in my fantasy sex life. Boy, that could really go either way. I’ll have to do all I can as a mother to try to make sure they grow up to be very open, accepting, and liberal-minded young ladies (or I could be in trouble).

I’m ready for more, Ford – keep ‘em cumming!

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