One Shots: Hot Like a Sauna

THE BUS

"Yes Martha, they're fúckin' screwing each other's brains out on the bus!"
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     Phoebe was a daredevil.

She had this sick craving for adrenaline every second of the day and went out of her way to do things just for the thrill. Was there a condition for this? Guess we'll never know.

One time, she ran bare-ássed onto a congested highway. A guy's eyes bulged so hard out of its sockets and crashed his minivan into another car. Mothers nearly fainted and teenage boys stuck their grubby hands down their shorts.

She literally did everything for shíts and giggles. It was okay to proceed and call her a crazy áss bítch.

While she waited at the bus stop, Phoebe adjusted her halter dress. It was the tightest thing she'd ever worn and made her áss itch.

"Jesus fúcking Christ, what is this made out of, pubic hair?" she hissed as she scratched her stomach.

She checked her phone just as her boyfriend had texted her. He was on the bus already.

The thought of him kind of set something off in her. He was real good at the sex thing.

Like really good.

Her red hair stuck to her lip gloss and she cursed at the wind just as the bus arrived. When it stopped, it released a gush of air and the doors flew open. Her wedges stepped on an empty bag of chips as she stepped onto the bus and paid.

The driver merely looked at her and snorted, shutting the door.

Her eyes scanned the bus and she found her boyfriend sitting in front of a woman talking on the phone. She jolted forwards as the bus moved and stumbled before making her way into the seat beside her man.

"Hey Vince," she purred as she wrapped her arms around him in an embrace.

He grinned and kissed her. "Sup, baby girl."

His face morphed into one of disgust as he swiped the back of his hand against his mouth.

"You wearin' that lipstick shít again?"

She chuckled and wiped his lips clean. "Lip gloss, doofus."

He grunted. "Whatever."

She glanced around the bus more intently this time and noticed there were only around six people on, not including the bus driver and themselves. Some were looking out the windows, reading, or listening to music.

A wicked thought formed in her head and a slow smile crept up on her lips. Her head turned towards her boyfriend and she laid a hand on his large chest. He hit the gym quite a lot and she loved how muscular and huge he was.

He wasn't drop dead gorgeous either. He had a rugged look that made her pússy moisten. A man that looked like he could crush her was her type, not those dumb pretty boys these girls went after these days.

She leaned up to his ear and nibbled on his lobe. "I've missed you, baby."

Her hand slid down to the front of his jeans and his head turned towards her slightly. "And I've missed this big cóck of yours."

He chuckled and looked at his girlfriend from the corner of his eye. She was full of surprises and she would take his dick anywhere she wanted to. He admired how she never gave a shít and did whatever she pleased. Although, that did lead to spankings at times.

"Is that so?" he questioned as she pulled his zipper down. Her painted fingernails dove into his pants and pulled seven inches out from its constraints.