Dry-humped on a Crowded Bus

During rush hour one nice afternoon, I took the bus home from work, as usual, and, as usual, it was standing room only. Just as I was resigning myself to standing all the way home, this nice man offered me his aisle seat. I graciously accepted the invitation, and he ended up standing right next to me in the crush of humanity that was the aisle.

At the next stop, only a few exited the bus, but about ten or so entered. The nice guy who had given up his seat to me was forced into standing with his crotch right against my shoulder. Instead of getting offended, I actually got pretty turned on by the whole situation. I adjusted myself in the seat so as to give my friend a bird's eye view of my cleavage as I pretended to be reading. The bus's swaying as we moved through traffic had the guy gently nudging his groin against my arm. I could clearly feel him starting to get an erection, and this only made me more turned on.

More stops....people on, people off. I could feel his erection grinding against me now. Not hard, but gently in the rhythm of the bus's swaying. I could feel my own juices between my legs...this was making me extremely hot! One more stop. The bus was starting to get less crowded, but he never lost contact with my arm. The bus made a quick left turn, forcing him hard against me. I heard him catch his breath, and I instinctively looked up at him from my book. His eyes were half closed, and his hips were just inches from my face! I looked into his eyes, and I could see how close he was to having an orgasm right there on the bus. With a small adjustment, I offered my left cheek to his pelvic thrusts. This was too much for him, as he groaned and twitched and shot his load right in his pants while grinding his cock against my face. I could even feel the cum coursing up his shaft with every cock spasm. I hadn't even noticed that I was unconsciously rubbing myself down there. I was so hot, I didn't even care that the lady sitting next to me was watching us in utter disbelief. My hand was moving faster and I was digging my fingers into my crotch....

...when I woke up from my wet dream. I was in my own bed, my hand on my wet pussy. And moments later, waves upon waves of orgasmic pleasure coursed through my body. I had a crushing 30-second orgasm that left me dripping wet and trembling. I eventually drifted back off to sleep, hoping I'd meet up with my dream friend on the bus home from work.