Miles from Anywhere
Miles from anywhere
A number of years ago I drove for a local bus company in the
south-west of England. One particular run I did regularly
was the last run of the day on the 256 into the country, out
in the evening, a layover in a b. & b. for the night, and
then first bus in again next morning. At weekends this involved
two nights away, as there was no Sunday service. The pay
was good too.
One Saturday afternoon in the summer of 1999 I did my trip
out as usual, dropping off passengers at various outposts
along the route. When I finally reached the last stop, a
small village miles from anywhere, I found to my dismay
that I still had a young girl passenger staring innocently
out of the window near the back of the bus. It turned out she
had misunderstood her boyfriends instructions and boarded
a 256 instead of a 265 bus, and thus landed up miles from her
intended destination. In the face of the problem, a call
on the mobile did at least put the boyfriends mind at rest
as to where she was - but not with whom!
It was now late, and to turn the bus round and drive her back
was out of the question - for more reasons than one, I thought
to myself. Here was an opportunity not to be missed, and
I soon found myself offering to help to get her accomodation
for the night. Having parked the bus, we went together to
the b. & b. It was only a small place, just three rooms
if I recall, and one of those a pre-booked room for the driver
each night of the week. As there were two single beds in it
she agreed that we ought to manage sleeping in the same room
even though we didn't know each other. Personally
I thought in the same bed was a preferable solution, but
either she was with too young, too innocent, or too nave
to say anything.
After settling in we strolled off for a drink and a bite of
food at the nearby pub before returning to our room. Next
problem, who undresses first? I suggested she did, and
showed her to the bathroom. She emerged a few minutes later
dressed in only panties and a bra; not that her firm young
breasts needed a bra, but no doubt it
made her feel more a woman. Boy did she give me a surprise,
and my optism rose to a new peak (and not only my optism!).
As she crept under the bedclothes I too went into the bathroom,
only to re-appear shortly afterwards in only my jockey-briefs
- well, mostly in them, although a large part of me was already
pushing hard to get out! I held my hand in front to avoid her
seeing, didn't want any mishaps or wrong ideas at this
stage.
We talked a bit, during which I learnt her name, Nina, and
that she had just turned 16. That's legal (in the UK),
I quickly realised. As we talked I found an excuse to move
over and sit beside her on her bed, where I gently massaged
her neck and shoulders. It obviously gave her pleasure,
and moving my hand with extreme care she let me slip it bit
by bit towards her breasts. A couple of times she stopped
my hand as much as to say Im a good girl, I am, but then let
me go on until I found myself gently fondling one of her firm
young breasts. First over her bra, and then more courageously
into it. I felt how her nipple rose noticeably, and so I chanced
it - I cautiously slipped back the bedcovers to reveal her
full near-naked body, and the two most beautiful teenage
breats I'd ever seen filling my gaze with wonderment.
I slipped the straps from her shoulders and, asking her
to sit up a bit, deftly slipped undone the clip at the back
so as to let the bra fall and reveal her breasts to me in all
their natural beauty. They were perfect, so firm and pink,
with rising nipples on both.
As I placed my hand lightly over one of them, taking the nipple
between my fingers, I bent slowly forward and kissed the
other. She closed her eyes in extasy, and made absolutely
no move to prevent me as I continued to let my hands roam her
sweet smooth young body, first to her navel, and then to
the panties and the uppermost hairs of her pubic mound.
I noticed how her breathing began to come more heavily,
but I wanted to draw things out as much as possible, for both
our sakes. A quick fuck, verging on rape, is not my style.
The real fulfilment of a great sexual union is when both
parties involved really want it beyond anything else.
After a little more massaging of her body and her breasts
I took the plunge and stretched my hand down over her pubic
mound. As with discovering her breasts, I first made a few
moves over her panties, to awaken her feelings, and then
into them. Moving my forefinger up and down, she let me gently
separate her outer vaginal lips. She was already so wet,
and it took no great persuasion to get her to open up completely
and let me finger her inner lips and clitoris too. As I carefully
rubbed her swollen clitoris she almost exploded. Im sure
shed never gone this far before, however much she may have
petted with her boyfriend. But could I get her to go all the
way?
She had obviously seen my bulging briefs, and somewhat
unsteadily she now laid the palm of one hand onto my pants
to feel the throbbing penis therein. The blood surged,
increasing its size noticeably as she slowly pulled my
briefs down to reveal what was probably the stiffest erection
Id ever had - and that she had ever witnessed. Not unnaturally
I wondered if in fact she had ever touched the male organ
before, even seen one for that matter. Slack, perhaps,
but never at full mast. I am convinced it was new ground for
her, as it then appeared she didnt really know what to do
with it. I told her to massage my balls gently, to run her
fingers through my hairs, and to slowly let her hand rise
up my shaft to the top. As I am not circumcised I showed her
too how to pleasure a man by rolling the foreskin slowly
back and forth, and to play with my sensitive blood-swollen
top.
Somehow I didnt want to actually tell her to take my penis
into her mouth, thinking it might turn her off completely
and thus ruin the gains so far attained. Instead I bent down
between her
parting legs and, separating her pubic hairs with the thumbs
of each hand, played lightly with my tongue over her cunt,
its lips (like my penis) red and swollen. I licked her carefully,
and looking up to her face I saw how her eyes were now closed
and a smile across her face as the excitement in her grew
to previously unknown levels. I continued to lick, pushing
my tongue in as far as possible to taste the sweet juices.
As I massaged her clitoris she let forth a series of sudden
spasms and jerks as she reached her orgasm. If she had not
masturbated herself at some time it was probably a first
for her. Her
hands quickly covered her cunt as she had to make me stop.
But it did the trick.
After she had recovered somewhat she sat up beside me and,
having learnt what the word oral now meant, bent down over
my fully-erect penis. Taking it in one hand, she hesitatingly
let her mouth engulf the top of it. Obviously not satisfied,
she then took it even deeper until I felt it touch the back
of her throat. For a first-timer (I learnt afterwards)
she was certainly learning quickly. Almost instinctively
she started to simultaneously suck and rub my penis, and
almost before I realised it I felt myself rising to an ejaculation.
Should I let go into her mouth, or warn her of the impending
ejaculation and thus (for me at least) spoil the final climax?
Too late, before I could say a word my whole body pumped forth
a flush of warm cum right into her mouth. She took it beautifully,
lifting her eyes and smiling at me as my heartbeat began
to subside. Whats more, I never saw her spit it out, so it
was clear that she had swallowed too.
When we had rested a while I found I couldnt keep my hands
off her, and very soon we were again each working the other
up to new peaks. It wasnt long before she whispered quietly
to me to come into her fully, and it took no second asking
for me to raise my body over hers as, gently guiding my penis
between her pubic hair and the open lips of her cunt, I steered
myself where nature had all along intended me to go. I sank
deep into her, and felt how her warm wet cunt wrapped itself
round my shaft and held it firmly. She squeezed her young
vaginal muscles time and again, which only served to increase
the passion and desire in my body. As my erection almost
burst, I began to pump my penis with increasing thrusts
until, suddenly, I lost control of my whole body for a few
vital seconds. For the second time that night I let forth
a new wave of cum, now right into her sweet firm body.
We slept, and next day enjoyed ourselves (I neednt relate
how!) on the beach below the village. And the following
night we put all our desires into yet another series of extraordinary
sexual antics and love-making. You know, 16-year-olds
really are the most wonderful creatures on this earth,
arent they?
When we finally returned to town on the Monday morning she
was met by a pimply-faced teenage youth who, I felt, would
never have been up to it, even if she had tried to seduce him.
The sorry side of things is that my young female friend never
got on the wrong bus again. Nevertheless I hope she will
have longing memories of the two nights she got stranded
with a bus-driver miles from anywhere.
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