Every muscle in my body quivered with anticipation as I settled into my seat aboard the bus; I surreptitiously admired the one I’d been fantasizing about since boarding. His gaze caught mine and my nerve endings tingled with desire. We exchanged looks of silent pleasure and then, beneath our coats, our hands slowly discovered each other as the bus wound through the night. Ecstasy was just a move away.
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He groaned as his partner’s wet tongue snaked its way around him, expertly searching for what he desired. His heart was racing as he felt the saliva slide down his body. His mouth like a silver chariot taking him to paradise. His skin felt alive as his partner pleasured him – a shared clandestine moment of pure bliss among all the passers-by.
He rode the bus, and when he did it was a big turn on. He knew his seat may be sat in by others, but all he could think about was the slick and lubricious fluid left behind from the previous person and how much he’d love to sit down and suck it up. He’d savor each delicious taste, reveling in the promise of happy times as he lusted over his sweet new seat.