Le traduzioni: Corsa in Bus per Brenda - Racconti Erotici

Le traduzioni: Corsa in Bus per Brenda

... back with every thrust.

His hand was under her skirt now, squeezing her ass.

She was more turned on by the second.

Then he pulled away from her. Briefly.

Brenda almost screamed aloud when she felt him opening his fly. Then his scorching hot cockhead was between her cheeks. Her thong was drenched in her own juice by now. He shifted his cock lower, and she felt it sliding between her legs, against her wet thong, rubbing her pussy. Her legs nearly buckled at that. And then, feeling like a whore, she spread her feet. Giving him access. Welcoming his cock. Like a bitch in heat now. She wanted his cock in her.

He stoked between her legs a few times, bringing her immense pleasure, and a gush of wetness from her pussy. Then his fingers were pulling aside her thong. She bent slightly, silently urging him to fuck her. She felt his cockhead against her dripping cunt. His hands gripped her hips, and slowly he entered her.

She nearly came when the fat head of his cock slid inside of her. She knew her eyes were rolled back in her head. Anyone who looked would know what they were doing. But she was a creature of pure sex now, only wanting to be fucked. She pushed back on his cock, helping him impale her on his huge tool. It was bigger than any she’d ever had. Oh My God!

She was gasping and could not control herself. The man behind her began to pump her now, fucking her. This was animal fucking, mutual rutting. She came on his cock, and was ashamed somewhere inside, ...

... fucking a total stranger on a bus. But it was the hottest she’d felt in a long time.

The man was breathing hard behind her, ragged. She knew he was close. Would he cum in her pussy? She thought briefly about asking him to pull out. But what she really wanted was him to cum in her. The thought made her cum once again, nearly fainting on him.

That was all he could take. Brenda’s pussy pulsing and squeezing his cock forced his ejaculation. She felt his cock throbbing inside her, felt him shooting gobs of hot cum into her.

After a minute, she felt with regret that his cock was softening. He slipped it out of her, and slipped her thong back in place, which also held his cum in her. She felt him putting his cock back in his pants. The bus stopped again, and he got off. She never saw his face.

Brenda went to her meeting with a secret smile on her face, and a pussy full of cum. Later that night, her husband ate her out as she described in detail everything that happened on the bus. Brenda era riuscita a salire sul bus pieno come un uovo a quell’ora di punta.

La macchina quel giorno l’aveva abbandonata e non poteva mancare a quella riunione di lavoro in centro.

Una calca inumana, spintoni da tutte le parti e infine schiacciata contro il finestrino con un uomo che spingeva dietro di lei.

Un paio di scaffe, un paio di spinte da dietro. Brenda non aveva fatto caso a chi ci fosse veramente dietro di lei, ma con il passare del tempo era sicura che si trattasse di un ...