breath.
When I opened my eyes, the only signs of his prick were the knotty bulge poking out of my neck and my puffed cheeks. I had deep-throated his young, hard cock to the ultimate. My lips kissed his throbbing balls, getting them ready to explode.
But as hard as I sucked his cock, I never forgot about the cunt I was so thoroughly finger-fucking. The girl's pussy enveloped my fingers, crushing them with wet, pink meat while I tried to surge back and forth up her sopping fuck-canal. Every thrust brought a new onslaught of pussy juice as she shuddered and shook, obviously riding on one, long continuous orgasm.
Feeling her orgasmic vibrations rattling the rear of the bus, I decided I needed a little action between my legs, also. Realizing that the prick fucking me in the mouth was about to fill my stomach with cum if I didn't do something quickly, I pulled his cock out of my mouth. When I got it all the way out I couldn't believe how long and throbbing it looked, glistening from a bath of my warm spit.
'Fuck me.' I said matter of factly.
He sat up and I crawled on top of him while we both slid over toward the corner so we were pressing against the girl. His cock jumped between my legs, battering impatiently at my crotch to get inside my cunt. Adjusting my loins, I did my best to accommodate him, feeling his shaft slide lewdly along the ravine of my gash.
Straightening it out with my hand, I felt his prick start to slide inside me. Once again my habit of not wearing panties came in handy as his cock instinctively found the open mouth of my pussy and moved inch by inch up my cunt. The entering hardness I felt was magnificent, like having hot lead poured up my snatch.
Beside us, the girl, her legs still spread-eagled over the two seats, started working her ass up against the side of the bus. Forcing herself upward, she somehow got her cunt at the same level as my head. In the midst of fucking the boy, I looked to my left and found myself staring into her steaming, open pussy.
'Suck me,' she moaned, as if I needed anyone to tell me what to do. My face was between her incredibly spread thighs in an instant. My mouth pressed wetly against her labia, kissing her cunt.
Her teenage pussy was divine. It was a cauldron of sweetness so intense that constant exposure to it would have given me diabetes. My tongue had an easy time stiffening up her fuck-canal, driving her wild.
At my crotch the boy's dick now stuck straight up inside my cunt, impaling me to the hilt. Since I was on top I had to do all the work, and I took to the task with zeal. Swiveling and gyrating on his groin, I corkscrewed my body around his standing prick, seeming to draw him up me another phantom inch.
I felt so full of cock that I thought I was going to burst. I wondered how my body could conceivably take it when he finally came.
Then it happened. His spurting cum filled my cunt like it was a balloon full of water. Then, in a squishing hiss, the excess sperm came spraying out of the sides of my pussy as the back of the bus filled with the scent of fresh, hot semen.
Going nuts from being come in, and coming myself, I clawed savagely against the girl's spread thighs while I feasted like a jackal on the raw meat of her cunt. Pussy juice glazed my face, smearing against my eyes and blurring my vision while I ate her as deeply as I could, ravaging her succulent honey-pot.
In my cunt his prick pumped out cum for at least thirty seconds. When it finally stopped we were writhing in a pool of cum, the seat covered with it. His cock started to grow soft in my cunt, completely spent.
However, the girl and I were still going strong. This was where the lesson of Christmas Eve was going to come in so handy. I may have lost my raccoon coat, but I gained the knowledge that long after a cock had made its last spurt, a horny woman was still hot to trot.
And the boy's little partner and I were definitely horny. My mouth melted against her pussy lips, becoming an integral part of her crotch. In her love-tunnel my tongue was like a cock, thrusting stiffly against her cervix, rubbing her orgasm maddeningly on and on and on.
My own cunt made the best of the wilting cock still inside it, tightening around the exhausted love muscle in a desperate effort to pump some life back into it. The only thing that could revive a spent cock was the insatiability of a pussy.
My fingers made their way from the girl's thighs to the frizzy wetness beneath her cunt. The hairy trail to her asshole was saturated with pussy juice, a fetid, swampy groove that covered my fingers with goo.
Poking between her cheeks I started searching for her anus. At last I felt the pulsing ridges of her bunghole scraping against my fingertip, begging to be penetrated.
Her asshole was slicked with her pussy flow and the dripping spit from my mouth that had drooled down there. Despite the tightness, my finger slid slickly into her anus. I reamed out her ass, feeling the muscles tighten around my knuckle.
Her cunt exploded anew in my mouth from the stimulation. The thin membrane between her anus and pussy providing virtually no barrier, I fell my tongue bump against my finger, both of them penetrating her to the hilt.
The carnal excitement had me coming in such a rush that my pussy was tying itself into knots. The pressure it exerted on the boy's cock must have been excruciating. Which undoubtedly accounted for why his prick started to harden again, slowly but surely growing in my cunt.
At last having something to seriously grind down onto again, I swiveled against his loins, stretching his dick within me. Then his prick started to throb and suddenly it was as hard as it could be, nine inches up my cunt.
I inserted a second and third finger up the girl's gradually widening asshole. Sliding them in and out, I gave her a three-pronged ass-fucking, drawing the slimy juices from her bowels.
The air in the back of the bus was humid from the incredible funk of raw sex. The scent of male cum mingled pungently with distinctly separate aromas of the juices of two different pussies. On top of it, the girl's raw anal smell was like frosting.
Unbelievably, nobody on the bus noticed us.
The sullen driver, obviously pissed off that he had to work on Christmas, drove the bus along the route like he was a robot.
Suddenly, the cock in my cunt jumped. It felt like it was going to surge out of my throat. The kid's hands slammed against the bottom of my pussy as he sent his second load of sperm up my snatch. It exploded in the core of my being, filling my cunt to the bursting point again.
Copying the prick in my pussy, my tongue stiffened an extra inch in the girl's cunt, pushing an inner-button that unleashed a new torrent of female cream. My saliva drooled into her box like a thick, rich load of male cum.
Her asshole tightened like a noose around my fingers, and a flood of sludge flowed hotly from her colon. An anal orgasm coursed though her rectum, affecting me like a thousand volts of electricity had suddenly been shot though my fingers. The shock made my fingers jump in her ass until the tips of them were wiggling in her bowels, inundated by a brew of hot, angry shit.
When I pulled my fingers out of her ass, it was like removing a cork. Abruptly a molten flow of diarrheic lava poured from her ass, instantly putrefying the air. Shit spewed onto the seat and dribbled onto the floor as her asshole gushed orgasmically.
Maybe they were practically dead to the world, but even the smell of fresh shit was too much for the other passengers. With the bus reeking like a bowl of a just-used toilet, they looked around to see what in the hell was going on.
I slid off the boy's prick and started walking up the aisle while I smoothed down my skirt over my crotch. Seeing a bus stop ahead out the window, I reached up and pulled the cord. Before anybody could connect me with what was going on in the back, the rear door had whooshed open and I was out of the bus.
As I descended onto the street, I took one last look toward the back of the bus. I couldn't believe the mess. Licking my lips, I turned around and walked away.
CHAPTER SEVEN
The budget which Leo had allegedly worked on was presented on the first of the new year. Not being able
