We were on holiday up the Central Coast of New South Wales, staying in a lovey town called Port Stephens. Having sex every day, exploring each other’s bodies, showering together and pleasuring each other had been amazing, but this particular time will always stand out as a trip highlight.

A trip down to Newcastle had left a lot of spare time on the bus. This had led to some wandering hands and suggestive conversation, but nothing more. For the first bus ride. The return trip had begun and we were talking about our day, and then my thoughts began to wander…

This bus is mostly empty and we are seated right at the back.

We could fuck right now and no-one may notice.

I can feel my clit throbbing.

The more I had these thoughts running through my mind, the more my already swollen clit made its presence known. I could feel myself getting wet. I needed to cum. But I wanted Troy to cum first.  I slid closer to him. Putting my hand on his crotch and rubbing his cock through his jeans. I looked up at him, biting my lip; my tell-tale ‘I’m horny’ look.  I smiled as I felt him growing hard at my touch and I asked if he wanted to see my breasts.   We kissed and he said “of course”, so I pulled my dress and bra down.  He bent his head down and began to suck on my nipples. I gasped, the noise masked by the ever changing bus gears and traffic. I moved my hand back to his crotch, happy to find his cock now rock hard. I was turned on now and feeling adventurous. I wanted Troy’s cock and I wanted the risk of being caught acting like a slut, sucking my boyfriend off in the back seat of a bus.  I began to un-button his jeans and unzip the fly. I could feel the pre-cum that had already leaked into his underwear and there was the smell of sex. I freed his cock from his underwear and began to pump his shaft slowly, still giving him my smile. We looked around, seeing if anyone had noticed our secret fun, tucked away in the back corner of an ordinary bus. No-one had any clue of what we were up to, or what we could end up doing.  These thoughts were going through both of our minds and only fuelled our passions further. Troy put an arm around my upper back, motioning for me to lean down and take his cock into his mouth. I gladly accepted it and began to suck.

I’m on a bus sucking on my boyfriend’s cock.

Someone could turn around and see me bent over with my tits out, acting this slutty, and I’m so fucking turned on.

I sucked more feverishly now and reached down to rub at my clit a little. The angle was too awkward, but allowed enough contact to make sparks fly and want Troy’s cum spurting into my mouth and down my throat. The bus pulled into a stop and we were temporarily forced to stop our fun. I sat up, replacing my mouth with my hand. We kept up our fun, but discretely while people filed onto the bus. No-one sat any further than half way up the bus, but we decided that perhaps we shouldn’t test our luck and miss out on the amazing orgasms we felt building. Troy kept pumping his shaft, building himself ever closer to what looked like an almighty orgasm. I watched eagerly at his twitching legs, rock hard cock leaking pre-cum and his face; looking ever so serious, focussing on his task. Eventually a quick wave of the hand signalled me to suck his cock again. He was ready to cum, deep into my throat.  I was more than ready to accept.  I wasn’t the well-behaved young woman that I had been a mere 30 minutes ago. I was now a horny slut, sucking the cum from my boyfriend’s cock and licking it clean after I was sure I had every last drop. We sat back in our chairs. Troy recovering from a powerful orgasm, and me so desperately needing one of my own. 

I asked Troy ‘how was it?’ he replied with “very, very good” and a smiled and kiss. I voiced my needs for my own release, and asked if he’d like to watch, he said yes as I had anticipated.  I shifted to the other end of the bus seat and pulled my breasts free from my bra and dress. I began by pulling and twisting my nipples. Not only was there the possibility of being seen by someone on the bus, but I was by a window. This added to the thrill of it all. At any time, someone could get a glimpse of me pulling on my nipples and fully exposed breasts. I wanted people to see.  I was caught up in the moment and only getting bolder and more carried away.

The bus had stopped a few more times and now there were people sitting as close as four rows away. I was certain that it was only a matter of time before some of them started smelling sex. However this didn’t stop me from pulling my pants down to below my knees and spreading my legs. I slipped a finger into my panties, slowly. The feeling was delicious. Every touch was a form of ecstasy and it was only going to get better from here.  I turned my body sideways, my back to the wall and my exposed breasts facing Troy. I wanted him to have the best view of my slutty antics possible. I left my head back and momentarily closed my eyes. I kept circling my finger around my swollen clit, savouring every touch. I began to imagine people finding me out and just watching. Eventually they would move closer for a better view of the slut at the back of the bus. Each time I imagined this, my orgasm grew ever nearer. I was so close now. I started to run imaginary voices through my head.

Oh my god, what a slut. She’s fingering herself on a bus.

I can smell how turned on she is.

Look at that slut! She’s cumming right in front of everyone. I think it’s just exciting her more!

I came hard. I forgot myself and moaned out loud. My orgasm kept going and going, my fingering feverishly circling my clit now, drawing out every bit of pleasure possible. My orgasm finally subsided and I removed my hand from my pantie s and straightened my clothing. I shot Troy a cheeky smile and moved back next to him, telling him of my amazing orgasm and saying we should definitely do this again.