I was riding the Greyhound Bus to visit a friend of mine. It was a long eighteen hour ride and I was bored out of my skull. My iPod was dead and I hated to read on a bus. This bus was filled with old people shuttling between stops on the back roads of Wisconsin and points south. We stopped at small towns and at one stop a man about my age boarded the bus. He moved his lanky frame to the rear of the bus, to the vacant seat next to me. It was the last two seats in the bus and they had the most leg room for a long trip.
He was young, maybe early twenties, a little on the thin side, a couple of pimples on his face. He was 5 foot 10 inches and was not a model of physical perfection; he stowed his bag in the overhead bin and plopped his gangly frame into the seat next to me. He wore a blue Dickies t-shirt, worn jeans held up by a worn leather belt and a dirty pair of work boots. At least he smelled clean.
Now I was no beauty queen, but I was told that I was attractive. This compliment was usually followed by some line that was supposed to cause me to open my legs and drop my panties for the person complimenting me. It had become weary, hearing this come on, so I turned a deaf hear too many. My dress was eclectic to be kind. I went for a Janis Joplin look, but fell short. Today I was more Second Hand Rose than Janis Joplin.
A gray shirt covered, covered my ample bosom and I wore no bra to confine my breasts. They were full and pointed and very perky today. I wore a pair of jeans that were tattered and cut. The buttoned barely stayed fastened. Lying under the jeans is a pair of orange and white panties, two sizes two small and pulled tight into my vulva. The cheeks of my ass protruded from the tight material. I have a checkered sock on one foot and a brightly colored striped sock on the other foot and they are covered by a pair of well-worn, red Converse shoes. A fashion plate I am not.
Now I think that we might be able to talk and ward off the tedious hum of the engine and fill the hours of the night, with mirth and minutia. So I look at the boy, no a man, I spoke to him and told him my name.
“Hi, I’m Rae Lynn” I introduced myself and asked him where he was headed.
He replied that he was going to Paducah, KY and offered up his name as Carson. He had a job as a deckhand on a river barge. I looked at him with disbelief and he quickly added that this was his first job. For the next couple of hours we talked nonstop as the evening succumbed to the night.
Now it was dark in the bus, the constant chatter grew quiet as the passengers drifted off to sleep. Carson and I chatted about bars, parties, music, relationships and eventually the topic of sex. We exchanged first time stories I had one, he did not. Carson was pretty much an inexperienced farm boy who had kissed the girls and they ran away. I kissed the boys and gave them an occasional hand job or if they were lucky a blow job.
Boys were always trying to get into my pants. Sometime they got to play with my tits and feel my panties but that was about the limit. Then one night after a little too much beer; I gave my virginity to a boy, in the bed of a pick-up truck, on summer night at a lake. That summer I was promiscuous and going out with me was an almost guarantee of some sort of sex. My convoluted morals dictated that intercourse was reserved for the serious relationship. Oral sex on a one night stand, I had absolutely no reservations about. Sometimes giving a guy, I hardly know, a hot blowjob can fuel my masturbation fantasies for a few weeks. The memories of being taking a man’s cock in my mouth and wholly rocking his world would make my pussy wet as hell! I didn't care if he ate my pussy or not, I just loved the feeling of a man’s cock in my mouth when he cums. The thick creamy texture accompanied with the, salty sweet flavor of his seed was delicious to me as it floated across my tongue and slid down my throat. For me it was no worse that eating a clam.
As we talked, I could see a bulge grow, and straining under Carson’s jeans. I smiled and rubbed his lap and felt his bulge grow. He reached and placed his hand on mine and looked me in the eyes. I looked at him and saw he was blushing.
I stopped kissed his cheek and whispered to him, “Later”
Clearly embarrassed, yet wanting to please me, he replied, “yes later.”
We chatted some more and without warning he ineptly caressed my cheek.
I knew he wanted to at the least, kiss me. He was sort ‘a cute in a farm boyish way. Pleasant to talk to and we were having fun. So, why not let nature take her course and see what happens, I could always help her if she loses her way.
"Well, Carson. You don't really have to try so hard to get me 'all hot.' I whispered in his ear.
My nimble fingers unsnapped his pants. This time his hand did not reach out to stop mine. Deftly my fingers grasped the tab of the zipper and I quickly unzipped his pants.
"Rae Lynn! Oh, wow" he responded to my moves.
I stood and stepped into the aisle I motioned for him to take my seat next to the window. He moved without hesitation. I grabbed my light blanket and a small travel pillow from the overhead rack and spread it over him, dropping the pillow to the floor adjacent his feet and then I ducked under the blanket. I wiggled between his legs knelt and furtively undid his worn belt. He raised his ass and in one swift move I yanked both his pants and his briefs down to his knees.
Carson was completely stunned, having had his pants pulled down so quickly. A couple of hours ago we were strangers and now he was sitting on Greyhound bus seat, on his bare ass, with his cock standing at attention and his drawers around his knees. A girl, kneeling on a travel pillow, between his spread legs with only a thin blanket concealing their intentions. This was not at all how Carson envisioned his bus ride, nor did I.
"Oh my God, I wasn't expecting that!" he gasped and looked at me peering from under the blanket.
"Don't you want to take it slower, Rae Lynn? I could caress kiss you a bit first, you know, if you want."
"Carson! You're talking too much. Just close your eyes and prepare to get the hottest blowjob of your life! That is, if you've ever had any other blowjobs to compare mine too."
"I have!" he retorted rapidly. Carson couldn't retain eye contact; I knew he was lying. I looked deep into his brown puppy dog eyes till he mumbled "Yes, I have never had a blowjob before; you will be my first.”
I smiled, not sure because I caught him in an obvious lie or the fact that I was going to give him his first blowie.
"Good. Just so you know in the future, when you get a blowjob from other women, they may not always be as good as this one. Carson. I set a very high benchmark for others to achieve; I'm the queen of cock sucking in my neck of the woods." I boasted proudly.
"Oh. That is good to know!"
" I am going to suck your dick till your knees are so weak you're not going to be able to stand up afterwards! Carson, prepare to be drained." I commanded and giggled.
My hands rested on his thighs; my fingers were inches from his balls. With a lambent touch I fondled his warm testicles. He let out a gasp when my nails brushed up against his sac. Once I was in a good position, I reached up into his lap and grasped his erect cock and slowly started to jack him off.
His face was flushed and he murmured "Oh God!"
"No, I'm not God, I'm Rae Lynn" I corrected him. It is not God sucking your dick, it is me, Rae Lynn” I said in a smart ass tone of voice.
"Rae Lynn! You're touch feels so good."
"You like my hands on your cock? Wait until my mouth is on it! Sucking your shaft, licking the head of your cock, taking your pulsating cock deep into my throat as I give you head. You're in for a treat!" I growled in my most sensual voice that I could muster.
"Oh Rae Lynn, fu fu fuck." He stammered.
The time for conversation had ended. I dragged my long raven black hair against his bare thighs. Men go crazy when I do this; I caressed his thighs with my hair, making sure to that my long silky hair all danced all over his balls and his erection as well. I tickled the head of his engorged cock with my hair. Pausing, I opened my blouse and I placed his hands on my bare breasts. Guys love to feel a little tit as a girl sucks their dick. I knew Carson would not be the exception to the rule.
"Play with my boobs, Carson" I demanded.
His eyes had been closed, so he hadn't even realized my blouse was open until he felt my hard nipples. His eyes bulged when he got a look at my naked tits; he quickly felt me up. I let him admire my bosom as I savored, savoring the attention and the sensation of his hands squeezing my breasts. He got my nipples all hard, tweaking them just right. I made sure to rub my tits all over his cock and placed his hard cock between my two swollen breasts. The one eye of his trouser snake was staring at Carson as he looked on with disbelief. His cock was lodged between my voluptuous breasts lap for a few minutes; I've learned that guys like this just before I go down on them. Carson was grinning like a Cheshire cat.
I returned to my kneeling position on the floor on my travel pillow, and roughly spread his legs far apart. The wider his legs are spread, the easier it is for me to gobble his cock. I placed my lips low on his thighs, leaving a trail of kisses which lead me to his balls. I made sure he could hear the kissing noises, accentuating the sound of my smacking lips. I could feel his rod stiffen in my hand as the kisses did they job.
I kissed his testicles and licked them with my tongue drawing them to my lips gloss colored lips. I curled my tongue around a ball and pulled into my warm wet mouth like one would eat a solitary grape. Carson let out a loud moan when I swished it around inside my mouth, teasing him to no end. After I finished with that one, I released it and drew the other one into my hungry mouth. My eager mouth played with his balls, my hands were busy stroking his thighs which made him mercurial.
His breathing was ragged and his heart was racing as I sucked on his family jewels. I used my tongue to move them all around; my lips were completely enveloping his entire sack, up to the root of his cock. My hands began to stroke his cock.
"Oh, Rae Lynn!" He didn't seem capable of saying much else. I liked that; turning a guy on so much he couldn't really say much besides "Oh Rae Lynn!" I loved hearing my own name shouted out in ecstasy.
Removing his balls from my mouth I pressed the head of his purpled colored cock on my salivating lips. I kissed the head of his prick and licked the pre-cum form the slit. I the kissed the head and licked his pulsating shaft with the tip of my firm tongue. I licked from just under the head to the base of his cock. I drenched his shaft with my saliva. I started at the root; I worked my way up to the sensitive underside of his cock, right under the head. I gave that area some special licks, and then teased Carson a bit with some long slow licks up and down his fevered shaft.
Now, he was ready for the coup de grâce and that required intense, direct stimulation. I finally parted my lips with the head of his effervescent cock and took the swollen head of his cock into my mouth. He squirmed as my lips engulfed the head and locked onto the rigid shaft. I sucked on the head of his cock and my left hand grasped his pole at the base and squeezed it tightly. This prevented Carson from cumming until I wanted him too. My other hand was busy fondling his hot heavy balls that were filled with his burning seed. I slowly lowered my mouth over his entire organ, getting it deep inside my mouth and I started to gently suck on his shaft.
I slowly bobbed my head up and down on his lap, occasionally sliding getting my hand under him and squeezing his ass. I could hear his heavy breathing and I knew that he was deeply enjoying his first blowjob. I stopped for just a second so I could answer a question that might have been in his mind. My only question in my mind was which one of us was enjoying it more.
My panties were soaked as my mouth rode his pole. It took every fiber of my being from ripping off my clothes, mounting him riding his gorgeous dick to a magnificent orgasm.
I paused for a few moments to let his tension build and I said, "Don't worry Carson, when you feel close to cumming. I swallow! Just let your loads fill my mouth."
Many guys are not sure if a girl will "spit or swallow," so it is good to mention this in advance. I don't know why some girls are squeamish about swallowing; it is perfectly natural, and the guys fucking love it. I feel so empowered, making a man blow his load inside my throat because I got him off. The only time I don't swallow is when I want a man to give me a facial; some guys have seen this in porn movies, so I let them come all over my face and hair for a special treat every once in a while. But this was Carson's first time, I wanted him to savor the experience of being sucked off and having his cum swallowed.
He began to buck his hips up and down; I stroked the root of his cock with my hands and swallowed his shaft again. Swirling my tongue wildly around the underside of the head of his cock, I drove him mad with desire. He was sweating; I could feel it on his thighs, brushing against my face. He kept groaning and moaning with pleasure as I became more firm with my sucking. I drooled and slobbered all over his crotch, making the blowjob as wet and messy as possible.
"Oh, Rae Lynn, Oh, feels good..." he moaned.
"Mmm...Oh...Mmppphh...UM!" I moaned. It is hard to really say anything verbal when your mouth is full of cum and sucking on a cock. I swished his cock inside my cheeks, getting it as deep into my throat as possible while breathing through my nose. I was buried deep in his crotch; his cock completely inside my mouth, his thighs pressed up against my cheeks, my nose in his pubes. My eyelashes stroked his erratic pubic hair.
Carson's groans are getting louder and his breathing more desperate. I firmly grabbed his dick with strong suction from my mouth as I fondled his heavy balls. His balls began to draw closer to his thighs, a sign that his orgasm was imminent. I intended to milk him dry; I had him deep in my mouth and could feel Carson was starting to push his cum up his swollen cock.
"Oh...Rae Lynn...I'm gonna come soon, I can tell. I can't hold it much longer." He muttered trying hard not to wake the sleeping passengers around us.
I didn't answer him verbally; I just sucked him faster and made moaning noises as I prepared to finish him off. My pace and intensity grew with each trip up and down his organ; I made loud slurping and sucking sounds with my mouth. His cock was rock hard and throbbing; I could feel it shaking. I visualized the hot white come loaded up in his balls getting ready to squirt hard.
"OH! Fuck! OHHHHH!" the contractions began, and his erection flexed.
I focused the muscles of my mouth and tongue intently on the head of Carson’s prick while tightening my grip around his balls. I tasted that ever present pre-cum flavor, that I had tasted all throughout the blowjob and start to drip even more. I released my grip on the base of his cock and he thick warm rich cum spewed forth. I felt the burning cum surge up his shaft. I licked his shaft and raised my head to so his seed would fill my hungry mouth.
I felt his jism as it spewed from the head of his cock filling my mouth. I felt the sinewy strands of his creamy cum slide down my throat as I eagerly swallowed it. I sucked and licked him lovingly, while stroking his balls. I looked up; his eyes were tightly shut, and his hands were by his side. I reached his hands and placed them on my tits, letting him have something soft and pleasant to hold onto while he came.
I have given many blowjobs and swallowed many loads of cum, but this one was a very intense rush. Maybe it was because this was his first blowjob, or maybe it was because he had a lot of cum built up, but the intensity and amount of come was challenging to handle. Or could it be that I was giving him a blow job on a bus filled with people.
I bobbed my head up and down and quickly swallowed it up, not wanting to lose a precious drop. He clutched my boobs tightly; normally I don't like having them held so tightly, but I didn't mind, I knew his orgasm was really intense and he needed something to grip onto.
Spurt after spurt of hot cum shot down my throat. I was able to gulp most of it down quickly, but some of it filled my cheeks. His own cum mixed with my saliva as I licked the tip of his shaft, valiantly swallowing it all down. My nose was buried in his pubic hair and this impaired my breathing as I strove to finish Carson off. I milked even more cum out of his balls with my hands and just when I thought he was done, his cock quivered with an involuntary aftershock, and the final bit of his love juice trickled down my throat. I kept his rock hard erection in my mouth after the main part of the orgasm ended; there was an occasional drop or two drop of cum still dripping out of the head of his dick even though the huge spurting phase had ended.
Carson was completely collapsed, spent and drained. I lovingly stroked his thighs; his cock was still in my mouth, but I had stopped stimulating him as I knew his cock would be very sensitive. I slowly let him withdraw, and gave the head of his cock a soft little kiss, licking off the last remaining drops.
I buttoned my shirt and wiggled out from the blanket leaving it to conceal Carson’s spent dick. I sat next to him pulled the blanket over me and unfastened my pants. I open them and pushed my orange and white panties down and rubbed my pussy. It was soaking wet as I had cum. I took Carson’s hand and rested it on my mound over my pussy. Carson’s head rested on my shoulder as he napped. His hand was on my pussy, and mine holding his flaccid cock. I closed my eyes and thought that maybe when he woke he would repay the favor. But that would be a story for another time.
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