On The Bus

Nervous? Of course....and angry. Being judged by others has never sat well with me, and I know very well that job interviews are decided in the first 15 seconds. Everyone they shortlist can do the job, it's just a matter of does your face fit. Buses round here are old. There's a nice old vehicle smell to them, and leather and fabric seating. I tend to sit at the back, and as the journey rolled on, I started thinking about the type,of questions I was likely to be asked. 

Then I remembered a scene from a film. I can't remember it's title, but a woman is being interviewed by police, and she crosses her legs, showing that she has no panties underneath. For a few moments I seriously considered doing the same, but I decided that in the end, I'd go half way. No panties, but no leg crossing. Being without panties I find somehow empowering. It's my choice, something I have total control over. Does that make any sense? 

So I slipped my panties off. I was quite surprised to see how moist the crotch was. I wasn't feeling particularly horny, but there was a lot of me on the material. I held them to my face. Fuck, I love my own scent! If I was flexible enough, I would lick myself out, no question! I love kissing a girl who has licked me out, and I love my scent and taste on a cock. 

I let myself put a little,of the material in my mouth, and sucked the air through the panties. My whole head was filled with the scent that's so familiar to anyone who has ever smelled a girls panties, an overwhelming scent of fresh pussy, and a faint after hint of pee, that somehow, is erotic. 

I actually felt it. I felt a wave of wetness, and I was in a skirt too! Shit! I hitched it up at the back quickly and then I could cream as much as I wanted directly onto the seat. I felt the scratchy material against my bum, and knowing my quim was weeping her excitement directly into the seat brought back a few memories. Like the time I first masturbated on the bus on the way home from school. I'd felt so fucking randy that day, and my quim felt itchy. I couldn't stop myself. I'd just shoved my hand up my skirt and rubbed until I came into my panties. Then another time, later, when I was going through a far more daring stage, and I had deliberately wet myself through my panties and into the seat of a bus on a school trip. 

But now? I had already masturbated today. As soon as I woke up, I'd rubbed one out in the shower, using the shower head to spray my clit. I didn't need to do it again, but I found I wanted to. There was no one near me, so I got daring. I got my feet up high onto the back of the seat in front of me which exposed me nicely. I felt like a finger fuck rather than a clit flick, so I pushed two then three fingers in my wet hole. I also reached around with my other hand and pushed a wet finger up my bumhole. 

After a few minutes, I felt that familiar sensation, a tightening deep in my gut, and a spreading between my legs and then the orgasm. I felt my bum and my cunt gripping rhythmically as wave after wave of,pleasure courses through me, considering I'd already cum today, it was far bigger than I expected. I felt liquid running over my fingers, and sucking it off was wonderful....pure girl cum. I hope guys find a girls juices as pleasurable as we do. I put my feet back on the floor and actually squeezed my internal muscles to get as much out of myself as possible. When we arrived at the stop I needed, I got up and yes, there was quite a stain where I had been sitting, but that was as nothing compared to the shock I got when I noticed that to this old, rickety bus, they had added CCTV cameras! I hadn't noticed them before, and anyway, I wouldn't have thought they would have bothered on a vehicle this old. Then again, health and safety seem to rule all things these days. 

I did my interview, remembering not to cross my legs, and got a phone call an hour later to tell me I have the job. 

So, starting Monday, I will be in the wonderful world of work in a busy law firm. I'll be doing everything from working the front desk to eventually following cases, and even shadowing solicitors in court. It may lead to a subsidised law degree if I do well. I can see myself in a wig and a gown (and nothing underneath!) But all that is a long, long way off. 

Don't think for one moment that this will stop my masturbatory habits, it just gives me more opportunities.