Impatience Stories

It’s hot. He’s handsome. I’m horny. We’re in the crowded bus from the plane to the airport. He stands opposite me and starts to stroke with his fingers along my right inner thigh. I raise my gaze and see a wave of lust flickering through his dark, brown eyes. Our eyes lock, and we forget about the world around us. His hand crawls higher and his index finger taps my outer labia. A teasing sensation flares through my core l...

His hands ran down my body, smoothing over my hips, curving behind me cupping my ass. He lifted me by my ass, pulling me close and our mouths met in a heated kiss, his lip ring a cool kiss of metal against my soft lips, our lips parting eagerly against each other. My tongue stroked along his mouth and he opened for me and I delved inside, and stroked my tongue along his, as his reciprocated. My hands smoothed over his hea...