Note: This story was dynamically reformatted for online reading convenience. This story is a work of fiction. The characters depicted within have no resemblance to anyone dead or alive; any such resemblance is purely coincidental. The author does not subscribe to the acts depicted within this work, they are for purely reading pleasure only. It is strongly advised that readers take all necessary precautions for the safety of all players if they choose to act out the play of this story. This is a work of erotic fiction. If the reader is turned off or offended by such material, it is advised that they don't read any further. --------------------------------------------------------------------------- ----------------------------------------------------- Cathy & the Bus Driver Cathy stood at the entrance of the diner and looked out at the rain pelting down. Her mother had asked her to take the umbrella, but she had refused. She looked at the bus stop on the other side of the road and wondered how she would get there without getting completely drenched. She decided to wait another 15 minutes. Her bus was due only 20 minutes later. As she waited for the rain to slow down she noticed the appreciative stares from the men passing by. She thought about her boyfriend, Miro. Thoughts about him instantly warmed her up. They had met in school and stayed friends. The thing she had liked most about him was that he treated her as a person and not a cunt. He was so unlike the other boys who were always out for her body, trying to feel her, kiss her and mostly fuck her. Like Richard, her first date. Linda, her best friend, had set up her date for her. Richard was a hunk, a member of the school football team and Cathy knew that all the girls drooled over him. So she was excited that she would be going out with him. Richard had borrowed his father's car and they had gone to the local drive-in. The movie had barely started when Richard began to kiss her on her neck. It felt wonderful and she never stopped him. She felt him stroking the inside of her thigh. His fingers kept getting closer to her vagina and she felt powerless to stop him. Apart from the fact that she was horny and in need, she also worried about what he would say about her if she refused. She knew of girls who never got another date because they did not let their first date's have their way. They crawled to the backseat of the car and Richard began to tug at her panties. She tried to tell him that she didn't want to go through with it. But he hushed her softly and cut off all protests by locking his lips on hers. She had felt the panties being pushed down and her thighs being parted. Her heart filled with dread as the head of his penis touched the lips of her vagina. Then with a thrust, he was in. She had her first orgasm on his third plunge. She kept cumming as he violated her deepest recesses. It seemed like forever and then she felt his warm cum in her vagina. She came again. She never went out with Richard or anybody else after that, till she met Miro. The blast from the bus horn brought her out of her thoughts. The bus was at the top of the road. Cathy stepped out from her cover and ran across the road in the rain. The traffic slowed her down and she was completely drenched by the time she got across. She got into the bus, she noticed the driver ogle at her as she paid him her fare. She felt her crotch go warm at his undisguised stare. She took her seat behind him in the front seat. As she sat down, she took note of the fact that the bus was empty. The bus started and she stared out the window. She knew that Miro wanted her sexually, and she wanted to give herself to him too. But, for some reason she held back. The furthest she had allowed him was to fondle her breasts as they kissed. "Cold day, ain't it?" the driver asked. She nodded. "That's a pretty dress you are wearing", he told her. "None of your bloody business you skunk", is what she wanted to tell him. But instead she thanked him timidly. She was wearing a white polka dress. Wet, it clung to her petite figure she imagined it showed him a lot more than she wanted to. She watched as he adjusted his rear view mirrors so that he could watch her better. "Nice legs", he commented. She kept quiet. "Mind putting your books on the seat beside you?" he asked. "W...Why?" she stammered. "So I can see the rest of you", he answer nonchalantly. "Please, don't do this", she pleaded with him. "Now, don't be a baby, just do as I say", he told her. She noticed that they had turned off the normal route. "This isn't the route home", she told him. "Well, we'll be back on the right route soon enough if you cooperate", he told her. "Please...", she started. "Stop whimpering", he told her. She put her books on the seat beside her. "Much better, now why don't you lift that skirt higher so I can see them thighs", he said. She slid the skirt up, revealing her thighs to him. "Wonderful", he said. "What color are your panties?" he asked her. "W...white", she told him. "Describe them to me", he told her. "They are cotton and had flowers on them, pink colored flowers." "Take them off", he told her. "W...why?" she asked. "Just do as I say", he told her. She reached under her skirt and slid her panties off. She noticed that they were on a very dark and deserted road by now. She reached forward and handed him her panties. He took it from her and held it up to his nose and inhaled. "Baby you smell wonderful. Are you shaved?" he asked. "Hmm? N...no", she stammered. "Ah! Thick an bushy?" he asked. "I...I trim it regularly", she told him. "Ah!" Suddenly the lights in the bus went off. "Not to worry honey", he called out, "Daddy'll take good care of you." She felt the bus slow down and pull off the road. In the moonlight she watched him get out of his seat and come towards her. He reached out and stroked her cheeks. "You are so beautiful, so innocent. Let me make you feel good." He took her hand and led her to the back of the bus. He sat her on her last seat and she heard him unzip his trouser. "Here, hold his", he told her as he took her hand and put it on his enormous penis. She gasped. "Like it?" he asked her. She didn't answer him and her hand lay inert on his organ. "Play with it", he ordered her. She began to run her fingers along its length. She brought up her other hand and began to play with his balls. "Hmmm wonderful, wonderful", he moaned. She encircled the trunk of his penis with her finger and rolled her thumb over the tip. "Yeah baby, that feels good. Now suck it." She parted her lips and moved forward. She began to suck on his head. Her mouth instantly filled with his precum. She debated about whether she should spit it out and decided that it might hanger him and so she swallowed it. She kept sucking, slowly taking more of him into her mouth until her mouth was filled with his organ. He kept urging her with his comments. Then he pulled away. He pushed her down on the seat and got on top of her. She felt a penis intrude into her vagina for the second time in her life. This one was bigger and thicker. He began to pound her and like the previous time she came on his third thrust. "Ah! A cummer? Wonderful." He kept pounding her and soon she came again and then again and then again. The pounding seemed to go on forever. Tears of shame rolled from her eyes and waves of pleasure shot through her body from her crotch. His pounding became more urgent, she spread her thighs wider to accomadate his urgent thrusts, then she felt it. The dreaded cum flooding her, but unlike Richard, the bus driver kept pounding her. She felt his sperm overflow and run down the crack into her anus hole. She squeezed her cunt muscles as she had yet another orgasm. Then it was over. He got up and made his way to his seat the bus turned around. She lay on the seat, feeling ashamed at having enjoyed his rape so much. "You better get up, we are getting back into town", he called out. She collected herself and made her way back to the front. "Where do you want to be dropped off?" he asked her. She almost gave him the address to her home, but then decided against it. She gave him Miro's address. He dropped her where she wanted to be dropped. He held up her panties for her to see, "I'll keep these as a souvenir", he told her. She ran out of the bus. She called Miro from a payphone nearby. He came rushing. He took her back to his place. Once in his room she told him everything. He put his arms around her and kissed her softly as he listed to her story. Soon his hands were on her breasts. "No Miro", she told him. "But baby, I'm really horny", he told her. "Then jerk off", she told him. "I'm sorry Miro, I just can't", she pleaded. Okay I understand" he said. They say quietly and she began to feel sorry for him. She reached out and undid his short and pulled out his penis. She began to stroke him and tell him the story once again. Soon he was hard and she kept pounding his penis with her hands. He moaned once and then he shot his load all over her hands. She looked at it and then began to lick it up. "I have to go now", she said after she had cleaned herself and left. --------------------------------------------------------------------------- ----------------------------------------------------- Comments and feedback on this story are welcome and appreciated. Please contact the author at bentspoon@excite.com.