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That's where a person loses control of their body unexpectedly. Well I just got back from the doctor, and he says I have Sexilepsy. *** The following is a work of pure fiction. If it is not legal or moral for you to read works of sexual fiction, then don't. The following story contains sex in public. If this offends you, then do not read it. If you have problems telling the difference between stories and reality, then don't read it. Send questions, comments, or complaints to me at: pueramare@hotmail.com *** You have heard of Narcolepsy? That's where you fall asleep unexpectedly. And Epilepsy? That's where a person loses control of their body unexpectedly. Well I just got back from the doctor, and he says I have Sexilepsy. No, this does not mean I am addicted to sex, though I do enjoy it, my normal urges are quite normal. It sounds like some kind of a bad pickup line. "Hey babe, you look like you got Sexilepsy, come back to my office and we can play doctor to cure it." The only problem was that it was true. I think what really convinced the doctor was when he was examining me and I had an episode and he was suddenly made naked from my attack. You see, since I was about 16, I would get sudden urges to have sex. These urges where much more than just getting horny, no when I got these urges, nothing else mattered: no morals, no digressions, and no way to stop me till I was fulfilled. When I was young and at home, it was usually enough just to masturbate myself off. There was the time though that my brother walked into my bedroom just as an attack started, but that is a different story. Now days, nothing will satisfy me except a full pussy. Fortunately, a dildo will do. I usually carry one around with me in my purse, and I have been pretty good about keeping the urges abated long enough to get to a restroom to get myself off. So what made me go to the doctor for something like this? Well, I am not always able to control it. Let me tell you of the event that drove me to the doctor. One evening I was coming home late from work on the park and ride commuter bus. This is one of those busses that you ride from a parking lot on the edge of town into downtown, so there are no stops on the way usually. It was the last run of the evening and being such it was fairly empty. There were about 5 people on the bus including me. I was near the back and the only other person back there was some teenager, maybe about eighteen or nineteen years old. It was about halfway through the trip when suddenly it happened. I needed sex. I had ridden this bus many times before and never had an attack, though I feared it might happen someday, and now it was, and it was a big attack. I tried to suppress it, but that I knew was futile. I could feel my whole body tingling with sexual desires. My pussy instantly responded its wet reply. My nipples went erect and each movement I made sent sensations through them as they rubbed the fabric of my bra. "Wait till the car, wait till the car." My inner voice cried out to me, but in an ever-softer voice that was already being drowned out by my need for sex. Then it was too much. I lost control of my body and it now controlled me. It wanted sex, and it was going to get it. I was now just a by-stander. My hand dived into the purse and had the dildo out and at ready. My other hand had hiked up my business skirt and was fiddling around with sliding the panties aside. When the panties did not cooperate, the hand grabbed them and ripped them bodily from me. A moment later and dildo was pressed against my wet womanhood and my hand pressed it in. It felt absolutely wonderful. It felt like a tall glass of ice-cold water tastes when you are just out of the desert. A loud moan escaped my lips. The last bit of control I had on my body was used up to look around and see if anyone heard me. The boy in back with me did. He was staring at me. Fortunately, he could not see through the seat in front of me to see I had a large dildo stuffed up my cunt and was working it in and out in a fury. "Just try to keep quiet." I told my deaf body. I moaned again, louder this time. Oh, no! He not only heard it, he was getting up and coming back to my row. "Stop!" Shouting to myself in barely a mental whisper. I knew though there would be no stopping. Now he was standing over me. He just kind of stared at me dumbly watching my handwork vigorously beneath my skirt. I am not sure what my body was thinking of next, but my free hand then pulled the skirt back up so he could see better this dildo that kept being shoved into my pussy and pulled back out again. "Are you.?" He started to ask a question of me, but he was interrupted. My body wanted more, it wanted him and I could not stop it. My hands reached up and grabbed him and pulled him into the row and had his pants and shorts to his knees in a matter of seconds. He had a surprised look on his face, but did not fight back. He was already pretty stiff and fairly well hung. But I did not get to look upon his member long. I planted him in the seat next to me and quickly got on his lap. "Wait, I. uh." He obviously had some objection that my body would not have listened to anyway, but as my pussy slid down his cock, it sucked those objections out of him. My body was telling me how wonderful this was, it was so much better than that dildo. Indeed it did feel wonderful. It was warm and it was real. I suddenly realized my body would be hard pressed to take a dildo to salve these attacks anymore. My body bounced up and down on his while my pussy flexed and milked on his dick. I was very close to cumming and I could feel he was too. Right on the verge of orgasm, my body suddenly slowed down and drew it out as long as possible. I felt waves of spasms up and down my vaginal walls alternately squeezing and releasing him. I felt him in nearly perfect synchronicity flexing and squirting deep into my body. It was absolute nirvana. Slower still, my body finally came to rest on his lap. Both of us were exhausted. I looked up and saw the other passengers were all looking back at us. The bus was stopped, and the doors were open, but everyone had opted for watching us instead of departing. My body suddenly left me in control. Very real was the cock still semi-hard that was stuffed in my pussy. Very real was the sex I had just had with a stranger. And very real were all the people gawking at my body's escapades. I had to leave. In a quick swipe, I grabbed the handles of my purse and bolted out the door. It was on odd feeling having the teenaged dick pulled out of me so quickly, but I did not look back. I don't know what the kid did after that, or what he thought, or what his name was. I just knew I had to get out of there. My body had gone to far. What if the boy had been younger? What if there had been children present? What if he had been married? What if he had a disease? It was these questions that drove me to the doctor. I had to try and get this under control, if not for myself then for my unborn child. You see I now carry that teenager's child in my womb. Oh, no! It is happening again! "Someone fuck me!" END ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author does not condone the described behavior in real life. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ Kristen's collection - Directory 24