On a cold and rainy day in London, I rolled out of bed to hit snooze one more time. I had been on a “vacation” to visit my family there. It felt more as if I was rented out as a maid. I came from New York, and I would be back there in time for spring and begin to live my real Adult life.

That day started like any typical day, I got out of bed and opened up my small cabinet that held all my clothes. I grabbed whatever I first got my hands on, I knew I’d be wearing my heavy coat on top of everything. Although what is essential to know, is that I had a black skirt with black leggings to match. After getting dressed, I brush out my pitch black hair and grab my shoes in front of the coat hanger. I said goodbye to my grandmother who was making a proper English breakfast. I decided to skip that and just get an iced coffee. My parents had given me plenty of money for food and shopping, so obviously I’d spend it on silly things.

Of course I had no car, and I was limited to public transportation. I am from NYC so this isn’t so strange to me and I wondered nothing of getting on a bus to go somewhere. Before my visit I had only seen those red double buses in movies and I loved them so of course every chance I could I would take them. Today was like any other and I got on the bus.

I sat down in an empty row in the middle of the bus, which was quite lucky, a bus is never that empty. I put my headphones in and relaxed a bit. It wasn’t long until my peace was disturbed and a man came by and sat next to me. He was in his mid fifties and didn’t look too great. He was in a brown jacket that matched his work pants. It looked like he just got off work, and he smelt like it too. I try to ignore him for a while, but I feel his eyes all over me, staring me up and down. I hated the feeling so much but I knew I couldn’t stop him. I was too scared of causing a scene. as the minutes passed the entire bus filled with people and soon it became very loud. I took my headphones out of my ear and placed them in my pocket. As I lower my gaze to my coat I see his arm move frantically to his jacket and he recoils. I respond in kind looking back at his face. His cheeks glow red as he holds a toothy smile. He looks me in my eyes and motions to look down again, I comply and my own face beats red. His cock is out, my mouth gapes at the shock. His hand moves to his shaft and he starts to play with himself. I turn my head to look away, but the image stayed in my mind. The head pushing through his foreskin, all the veins and hair at the base, I couldn’t forget the image. His hand suddenly brings me back to reality as he forces my hand on to his cock. My hand glides up his shaft, his grip won’t budge so I just have to accept it, I keep trying to look away, I am yelling at myself in my mind, but nothing comes out. Eventually his grip lightens up, but my hand is still stroking his cock.

“Atta girl… make me cum” He grunts in my ear. His voice is raspy and turns me on. I move faster and faster on his cock. He leans in to me again “I want to fuck you, but were almost at my stop. Take off your panties and hand em over”

I squeak back “Yes sir…”.

“Good girl” He groans. With one hand on him I take the other and bring it to my undercoat. I snake my hand up and pull my black panties down slowly. As they rest at my ankles I feel his right hand grab my thigh. He keeps rubbing as I continue stroking. My body begins to think faster than my brain and I begin to climax. My legs slam together and my body shakes, I cover my mouth to keep in my moans. His cock starts to twitch harder as my grip tightens.

His cock erupts and his cum spurts out. His hand retreats from my leg and moves to my head. His cold hand pulls my hair, yanking me to his cock. My mouth inches from his tip and I instinctively submit. His cum spurts on to my face and I open my mouth to accept it. I continue to clean his cock as I fully undress my panties and hand them to him. He snatches them, placing them into his pocket before standing up. My mouth and hand are painted with his cum, and it tastes so good. He looks me in my eyes as he fixes himself and prepares to me. I take that opportunity to lick my fingers like a good slut.

That experience was my first ever in a public setting, and it was not the last one with him either. I met him the next monday although we didn’t do anything that time but we did get eachothers number. I had a blast and I’ll write about that soon.