Bus Ride Stories

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The Graduation present!

by SaraEricaXanderfield on Sep 13, 2017
Erotic Couplings

NOTE: I WAS 18 AND A HALF YEARS OLD WHEN THIS HAPPEN! MAKING ME OF LEGAL AGE TO SEDUCE MY SCHOOL BUS DRIVER! Graduation was only two weeks away. Not much was going on for we seniors as far as classes went. Finals were long gone and showing up to school was just formality! The senior class had set up an all day field trip that coming Friday for us all to get...

Every Summer Ch. 02

by dualwriter on Sep 14, 2017
Romance

Sitting next to a very attractive lady you have just met with her open blouse exposing most of her very nice, very large chest is a bit disconcerting. Not only disconcerting but also my pants ego was getting pretty uncomfortable and starting to drool. Add to that this lady had both of her hands clutching one of mine. It is pretty difficult to begin a convers...

Bus Ride Home

by Rebecca on Sep 12, 2017
Erotic Couplings

Recently this past summer I went to my highschool reunion. Nothing special happened there but I ran into a former classmate that reminded me of something that to this day was one of the most exciting sexual experiences of my life. There used to be a bus service that picked you up and took you to the beach. It was a big, city bus that made a dozen stops then...

Candids from the Freeuse World

by Freeuse_Magazine on Sep 14, 2019
Miscellaneous

This is a collection of abandoned ideas, short stories, and scenes. Some of them might get updated, reworked or continued, some not. I hope you'll enjoy them. DISCLAIMER: All characters in the stories are of legal age and above.What's next? Drawing Lessons The Resourceful Flight Attendant A Bank Heist Goes Wrong Mom is busy Careful Who You Present Your Girl...

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Self Bondage Pt. 03

by mollycactus on Dec 11, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

Rina's Master, friend, and lover, Dave, had a bit of a scientific mind. He understood how much she was thrilled by her self bondage exploits, and his keen mind came up with a concept. He looked at her with twinkling blue eyes and a mischievous smile on his lips as he asked, "How would you like to do some more self bondage, Rina? But this time in public. I ha...

A Haitian On Canada Day

by Samuelx on Sep 17, 2017
Non-Erotic

Bad people. They exercise an undue influence in our lives. My name is Richard Saint Preux, and I am a man standing alone. Working hard all summer long so I can pay for my classes at Carleton University come September 2012. Not easy when I only make a little over seven hundred and fifty bucks every two weeks as a Security guard in the City of Ottawa, Province...

Bus Ride

by blondehoney5670 on Sep 15, 2017
Group Sex

I just had another fight with my boyfriend and decided to hop on a bus to see where it would take me. I got on the first bus that came my way. The driver appeared to be middle aged and very stern looking. He told me to hurry up and find a seat and sit my ass down. I could tell this was going to be a fun ride. I still can't believe my boyfriend cheated on me...

The Last Bus Ride

by Lakedamon on Sep 12, 2017
First Time

"Happy Birthday, man." I looked up and saw that Tom Wiley was standing in the aisle. Tom was an outspoken redhead and a good friend of mine. "Thanks, Tom." "No problem." He slid into the seat across from me. "So this is your last ride?" I grinned. "Hell yeah, and thank God. I hate this damn thing." "Hey, who doesn't?" He shook his head. "I still can't b...

Tina Goes to Town

by LuckyDave1066 on Jun 18, 2019
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

Note: This story's plot will make much more sense if you've read my earlier story "Kristin Helps Tina Breaks Through". Thanks for reading! ***** Saturday night, 10 PM... "What a crazy few days!" Tina thought to herself. Ten days ago she couldn't have imagined being in her current predicament; her usual Saturday night was way more sedate and her usual att...

The Hiker Ch. 01

by Lunainu on Sep 14, 2017
Romance

It was a hot, Wednesday in early July. Around town there were still puddles in the streets and on the sidewalks from the storms on the Fourth, limbs and sticks scattered about from the fierce winds. It was sultry and nearly uncomfortable as I waited from the 18 to finally come around. As I saw its large headlights I waved frantically, always afraid they woul...