Evelyn 26,
I have a confession to make, a secret I have kept for long,
I think the incident happened on March, I was on my way to senior sisters house, her wedding was in a few weeks and I was assigned by my mother to get her ready.
I was in a hurry that evening because I could possibly miss the Bus, it was the last bus for the day heading my destination.
I don't remember when last I had run so fast but on this day, I truly ran, the bus was about to leave when I arrived, I entered pushing through the crowd of people until I found a spot to stand.
It was rush hour then, also a Friday everyone was in a hurry to get home and since I came late there was not a sitting space so I had to stand with others, I gripped on to the pole so as not to stumble when the bus jerked, The bus was noisy with people chattering and talking.
I was using my handkerchief to wipe my sweaty face and neck, that was when I felt it, at first I thought it was nothing, then I felt it again, I looked back, a handsome man with golden brown eyes and perfectly carved beard in a suit stood behind me, he was taller than me that he towered above me, he was looking elsewhere away from me, so I faced front assuming it was a mistake from him,
Few minutes later, I felt that hard thing pock my back again, I tried to move away but there was no moving space as I was surrounded with people, I decided to try manage this until I got to my destination,
Every so often I would feel him poke me, my heart started pounding in my chest because I was scared.
I soon noticed that when he poked again, he wouldn't budge, it was like he intentionally wanted me to feel him.
I turned back again, looking down at his obvious erection that was still on my back, his tent was so big and hard making my heart pounded faster, when I looked up at him, he acknowledged me with a look in his eyes that showed lust.
I gulped turning front again, suddenly the bus jerked, probably at a pothole or speed bump, the impact made him hold that pole that I was holding and he was much closer now that If I leaned back I could feel his chest, his hardness was still pressing on my lower back, after some second, I noticed his hand on the rail near my breast which was pressing against the rail due to sudden jerk by the bus,
I looked at his well manicured fingers, it was a bit hairy and looked sexy, at first it was one finger near my breast, then two then three up until his entire hand was resting on my boob, it started slowly with his hand just there until he started slowly squeezing, I felt uncomfortable because what if someone saw us, I placed my hand on his, pulling it, but he just placed it again, squeezing them harder, I was enjoying the feeling but scared that someone could catch us.
I was wearing a low cut v neck shirt, with a small camisole, which was dragging down due to what he was doing, he didn't waste time putting his hand into my bra, while he pinched my nipples, I muffled the sound that escaped my mouth with my hand on my mouth, I was still trying to get him to release me but it was futile, he was too strong that I just gave up, he pinched both of my nipple making me moan, no one noticed, his other hand gripped my hips putting me in place as his other hands kept assaulting my already sensitive nipples, he kept on squeezing my two boobs, the bus jerked again, he retracted his hand from my sore breast which was almost spilling out of my clothe but I couldn't adjust it because he was pressing me into the rail, my two boobs hugged the rail like a sandwich,
His two hands was now on my hips as I felt him dry hump me slowly, his one hand moved to my thighs, massaging it, while it travelled up, up to my panties covered clits where he just flicked and flicked, making me moan, I covered the sound of my moan with my hand still on my mouth, I was wearing a short flowy skirt which gave him easy access, his two fingers shifted my pant to the side, continuing but slowly inserting into my vagina, instinctively I opened my leg, as the pleasure from his fingering overpowered me, he began going faster and faster, as I felt waves of pleasure, his other hand grabbed by almost exposed boobs, squeezing it, and his cock humped the middle of butt crack through my short skirt, I couldn't stop moaning at the pleasure I was filling, my whole body was shaking as he simultaneously pleased me, I needed his throbbing cock in me, for some minutes, I forgot that we were out in public, while I closed my eyes in pure ectasy,
I felt my build up with his finger still fucking my pussy, I started shaking in orgasm,
He brought out his finger, making me taste my juices,
I looked at him, he had on an expressionless face even after he made me cum for him,
The conductor announced that we were arriving the destination and I inwardly felt bad, I wanted to please him as well after all he has done for me, I started rubbing his cock, from his trousers, he seemed not to mind, I tried to turn towards him but he just kept me in place with his both hands inside my shirt, squeezing and pressing my breast, I felt bad that I couldn't even give him a handjob.
I watched the bus pull into the bus stop, people started trooping out, I adjusted my clothes as we walked out,
I wanted to atleast get his name or number but he just ignored me as he walked in the opposite direction.
Till date I still think of that incident and I wish I persisted in knowing him but I have never seen him since then,
That is my confession.
