Bursting on the Bus!

A male / female wet sex fantasy
I am on an express bus sitting in a rear seat, going out to the suburbs to visit a relative for the weekend. The bus stops at one of the last downtown pickup points and then becomes an express bus with no more stops.
A beautiful, petite, slim, very sexy young woman climbs aboard. Her spectacular green eyes, set in a finely chiseled, sharp but not harshly contoured aquiline face, contrast marvelously with her stunning red hair. She is wearing a not quite see through green blouse that sets off her eyes and hints at a sexy, lacy bra cradling petite but perky eagerly up–thrusting breasts. A tight red miniskirt shows off perfectly sculpted lean legs, tapering nicely into matching red high heels.
She shifts around some packages she is carrying while paying her fare, then starts walking to the back of the bus looking for a seat – the only available one being next to me. I notice and admire her attire, the most outstanding to me being her very short, tight miniskirt. I admire her long, shapely legs and I immediately notice, much to my delight, that she has a very generous ‘gap’.
Allow me to explain ‘gap’. This is a rather rare feature, appreciated by Greek sculptors (and me!), dealing with a woman’s hip, pelvic and thigh structure. Most women, if they stand up straight with their feet together, will have their upper thighs pressed together. Some women though, have an appreciable gap between their thighs; some even when lying on their side, due to a combination of generous hips, thin thighs and a wide pelvis. This is what I call a ‘gap’, and I absolutely love this feature, the wider the better!
As she walks down the aisle, one of the packages she is carrying slips and falls to the floor. She kneels down to retrieve it, when suddenly the bus driver hits the brakes. This causes her to fall backwards on her butt, flinging her knees in the air and giving me a clear view up her skirt. And what a bone stiffening view it is. She is wearing deliciously sexy, slippery looking white bikini panties, and stockings with garters!
— A tip to women who may read this: Stockings with garters and belt may be old fashioned and create extra fussing around to wear, but there are many men beside myself that find them very erotic!
As you can tell, this beautiful woman already has my rapt attention (lust?), but I am delighted to find she has even more erotic attributes.
Please forgive me another diversion whilst I expound on the next tantalizing female feature I espied up my lovely’s skirt. I really adore a prominent pubic bone, sometimes called a ‘High Mount of Venus’, or just ‘a mound’. I love a woman wearing a sexy swimsuit, lying on her back at the beach, with a pussy mound that bulges well above her flat belly.
Once, while in the military taking swimming lessons, I had the intense pleasure of watching such a woman. Our swim instructor was teaching us an alternative to mouth–to–mouth resuscitation. This involved having the drowning victim lying on their back with the ‘life guard’ (us) kneeling over the drowning victim’s face, facing his/her feet. The idea was to grasp the victim’s wrists, one in each hand, lean back and pull the victim’s arms backward high and wide, then lean forward, crossing the victim’s arms and pressing them hard into his/her chest in order to enforce/stimulate breathing.
I watched this shapely woman lean over this guy and press his crossed arms into his chest. Her prominent pussy mound, bulging so much her suit couldn’t contain it, ended up just inches from his face. From where I was standing a few feet away, I could see her lips bulging out and creasing her swimsuit crotch. I could also see about a quarter inch of her uncovered hairy labia that her bulged out suit just couldn’t cover. And she wasn’t a late nineties sexpot tease in a skimpy string bikini, she was a conservative early seventies military wife wearing a conservative once piece swimsuit. God how I wished I had been the ‘victim’ that time! Perhaps just as well. Looking up at her generous, luscious labia, bursting through her swimsuit crotch so much that I could see hair peeking out each side, might have been too much. I don’t think I could have resisted the urge to sit up and mash my lips against her incredibly beckoning sex!
Back to my bursting bus ride– yes, my ‘object de lust’ has this feature. I can clearly see how her pussy pushes up her panties into a wonderfully full, kissable and fondle–able bulging mound. I am in lust–pain by now, but there is still more. She has a distinct wet spot centered in the crotch of her panties. To me, a woman with wet panties is incredibly sexy, whether from sexual excitement or peeing!
I am somewhat shy around women, especially women I find very attractive, but I know this is a once in a lifetime opportunity. Here I am looking at a gorgeous young woman, one that also embodies all of my fetishes – a wide gap, a prominent mound, and even sexy WET panties with garter belt and stockings. I would have to be dead not to make a move now!
I jump up and offer her a hand up, and help her pick up her packages. She thanks me and smiles– a radiant, bright, cock–twitching smile that makes my spirits soar even higher. I notice her smile is almost instantly replaced by a look of distress. I am not sure why this is; I assume it’s due to her embarrassment over falling down and exposing herself. No matter, I want to get to know this woman!
I introduce myself and usher her to my seat. We stow her packages, one of which appears to be a portfolio, under the seats in front of us and get settled.
I start some small talk, introduce myself again, and learn that her name is Erica. She tells me that she had a modeling audition downtown and then did some shopping. I compliment her, telling her she is very beautiful and should have great success modeling. She thanks me, but I detect that she is distressed, uncomfortable for some reason.
We chit chat as the bus rolls on. I notice that she shifts her position quite often, putting her weight on leg then the other, crossing and uncrossing her legs. Sometimes she squeezes her thighs together, combined with a distressed look on her face – even biting her lower lip. I suspect I know the reason. I think, much to my delight, that she has to pee, and badly!
She starts scissoring her thighs, which I try to ignore, but find so erotic that I can’t resist watching. She catches me looking and immediately stops moving her thighs, instead clenching them together hard. A look of extreme distress passes over her face at this point, her lips pressed together hard, her fists clenched, and suddenly a small whimper escapes her. I suspect strongly that she just squirted a jet of hot pee into her panty crotch.
I ask her if she was okay, genuinely feeling sorry for her as I had been in the same predicament before and knew how she felt (while at the same time feeling my cock throbbing intensely, achingly hard at the thought of her uncontrollably gushing hot pee into her panties).
She then confessed that she had to pee really badly, that she had been shopping and lost track of time. She suddenly realized that she had to go very urgently, and really couldn’t last the hour it would take to get home on the bus. However, it was the last bus out to her suburb and it would go by the stop in front of the store she was in only 5 minutes later, so she dashed out of the store to catch the bus. Her only option was to attempt to hold on until she got home!
I tell her I sympathize with her and that I had been in the same desperate situation myself a few times. She replies that she feels very embarrassed and ashamed, and suggests I go sit somewhere else as she is going to have to hold herself to try to keep from peeing and doesn’t want me to watch, especially if she does pee.
I ask her to please not be embarrassed. I slip off my suit jacket and spread it over her lap, saying that this will keep anyone from seeing. As I am doing this I notice that she looks at my now very obvious hard–on. I had to confess that the possibility of her peeing her panties really turned me on.
“What are you, some sicko sadist that gets off on other people’s suffering?” she seethes.
“No, no, not at all, please don’t think that!” I plead. “I just find the thought of you wetting your panties very erotic. To me it’s as good as sex. A woman really needing to pee then wetting her pants is just like a woman’s orgasm. I find it very sexual!”
I breath a mental sigh of relief when she replies, somewhat mollified, “I guess I can understand that, but I am still going to soak my skirt, and my pee will run off the seat onto the floor for everyone to see. I will be so ashamed!”
I think to myself, I just gotta go for it, let’s go for broke. “Okay, how about this. I scoot over to your seat; you hike up the back of your skirt and sit on my lap. My jacket will cover you from the top, and my suit pants should soak up most of your pee. You will stay mostly dry and I will get the thrill of my life?”
“You really are weird! It will look like you peed your pants instead of me!”
“Fine by me” I reply. “It will be well worth it!”
Just then the bus lurches, causing Erica to gasp. Her hand darts under the jacket, no doubt desperately holding her pussy to avert a flood. She hisses “Damnit, I don’t think I can hold it much longer. Okay, move fast!” She partially stands up, hiking up the back of her skirt in the same motion.
I waste no time sliding over, but also deftly free my now rock hard, thick, throbbing cock. I hope to hell Erica won’t freak when she sits back down and realizes what I have done.
She sits back down hurriedly. Thanks to her deliciously sexy wide gap, my thick, steel hard, twitching cock easily slips between her lovely thighs and now presses hard against her hot, wet panty crotch.
She does freak, a bit. “What the hell do you think you are doing? I didn’t say you could fuck me! Are you a rapist?”
“Sorry honey”, I gasp. “I assure you I won’t do anything you don’t like. I am just so incredibly turned on that my cock was aching in my pants. I really want to feel your hot pee gushing on my cock!”
She pulls up briefly but is so near to bursting that she doesn’t have much choice, and abruptly sits back down. Her sudden movements and her shock at my nefarious deed brought her to the point of losing control again. Her hand darts back under the jacket to press her pussy. Of course my immense cock is now in the way, and I am incredibly delighted when she presses it against her pussy rather than forcing her hand between us. I feel a gush of hot wetness on my cock as she squeezes it hard against her panty crotch. The sensation is delirious, beyond my wildest dreams, and I tell her so.
She doesn’t reply as I guess her main concern is to clench off her jet of pee. She manages to do so, but keeps squirming and squeezing my cock with her thighs and pressing it against her pussy with her hand. Reveling in the pleasure of this unexpected opportunity, I slide my hands under the jacket and began exploring and caressing her wonderfully firm bottom, hips and thighs. She seems to welcome this, still squirming but perhaps now at least partially for a new reason. In fact it seems that her sexual build up is helping her to hold back her impending flood of pee.
I don’t think I could ever be more turned on than I am, but I climb even higher up the pleasure scale when she tells me that she is getting turned on too – that I have a huge, hard cock and she loves the feel of it rubbing hard against her pussy!
I tell her I am very glad she likes it, and tell her my ultimate fantasy is to have a woman ‘come and go’ at the same time. “Hmmm” she replies as she wiggles, squeezes my cock against her pussy, and clenches her thighs together a few times. “I’m still bursting to go, but I’m really getting turned on too. Maybe you’ll get your wish!”
I moan back that that would be absolutely wonderful, and I’m sure she feels my cock throbbing in anticipation. I feel a sudden undeniable need to feel her wet pussy and make her come. I force a few fingers under her panty crotch and between her swollen, parted, slick pussy lips. I dip in and explore a bit to moisten my fingers. I find her clit, which to my delight is standing tall amidst a wonderful sea of pussy juice and pee, and begin alternately tapping it, caressing it, and dipping my fingers between her saturated lips.
That, along with me caressing and kneading and teasing her under the jacket with my other hand, (and of course her squirming and clenching and prior rubbing my cock against her panty covered pussy), brings on her next comment.
“Oh God, that feels good. I want to feel your monster cock inside me! Are you clean?”
“Absolutely,” I reply, “and I’m not just saying that because I want to fuck you. I am really enjoying what we are doing now and I could come like this. Of course, being inside you would be even better. In fact, now that you have opened that possibility, I really do want to fuck you!”
I absolutely love it when a woman takes charge at this point, and she sure does! In one fluid motion, she lifts her butt, pushes my hands away, pulls her panty crotch aside with one hand, grasps my painfully hard eager cock with the other hand, aims it at her hot, wet, slick, palpitating pussy, and sits back down.
The unbelievable pleasure of entering her almost makes me shoot instantly. What saves me is the sudden appearance of the last passenger in our part of the bus (the back) suddenly standing up and glaring at us disgustedly as she leaves.
We are both near the point of no return, so it is nice to have some privacy. I am glad about the interruption though, as I really want to make this greatest fuck of my life last a good long time!
The bus begins rolling again, now over some bumpy terrain. Erica is squirming and moaning, saying that she desperately needs to pee, but also desperately wants to come. The need to come is holding back her pee and the combination is excruciating!
I whisper into her ear, hoarsely, how I feel her need via her pussy spasming around my cock and that I am also desperately in need of a come, quite likely the biggest, most violent of my life. I know we both want to thrust, but we retain a speck of decorum, remembering that we are in a public place. Actually, the restriction and daring sneakiness of sex in public worked to push our passion even higher and more intense. I renew swirling and tapping her clit with one hand, squeezing her or so bite–able and squeezable cheeks thru her panties with my other hand.
We do manage some thrusting due to our instinctively undeniable sexual need to flex our thigh, butt and abdominal muscles. I feel her soaked panty crotch flicking against my engorged manhood, adding to what I thought was my already impossible to increase state of extremely high sexual arousal.
Excuse me but I must explain: Thrusting into a woman through her panties must be something left over from grade school, when I first became aware of sex. My first sexual twinges were from glimpsing a girl’s panties, and I’ve loved them ever since. Feeling a woman’s panties through her ass cheeks and feeling her panty crotch flicking my dick as I fuck her is an extreme turn on – maybe because it reminds me of ‘forbidden fruit’ that I wanted but couldn’t get in my early teens. I am rambling again, suffice to say that I can’t come up with words to describe how much I am turned on and enjoying the situation!
She moans, “I can’t stand it! I have to pee so bad I’m bursting, but your big cock inside me and your fingers playing with my clit makes me want to come, hard, at the same time. I feel like I am going to explode!”
The bus hits another bump, and that does it. She explodes, and violently! I feel her pussy spasm mightily, clenching my cock fiercely. At the same time I am flooded with her hot, gushing, desperately held back pee. I feel her jets of pee punctuated by her orgasmic vaginal convulsions – clenching my now beyond the point of control cock!
The top of my head blows off. My entire body tenses. My nuts pull up tight to my body; my legs twitch and spasmodically stiffen. A groan of exquisite pleasure escapes my clenched teeth. I explode in the most violent, excruciatingly pleasurable orgasm of my life!
Erica feels this and can’t suppress little screams of her own as she comes over and over again, each time, just as I am shooting, clenching my cock and alternately flooding me with pussy juice and copious, forceful gushes of hot pee. I am extremely glad that I hadn’t come for a while before this, as I am able to keep on spurting jet after jet of my hot spunk into her, matching her clutching, grasping pussy and wonderfully hot, saturating gushing torrents of pee!
Whew…to be continued – if you want? I’d like to hear your comments. Better still, I’d love to hear from interested women!
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